You Are On My Mind

Linda's Mission

*follows chapter 99 of Till Death Do Us Part. Mature*

Danny sighed, his eyes fixated on his black coffee. He wasn't ready to tell her, he wasn't sure if he would ever be able to tell her. He closed his eyes as she laid her head on his shoulder. "I'm the only one who made it out alive."
Linda lifted her head and looked at him, "I'm so sorry."
He only shrugged, "just like this guy was my fault, the marines were my fault."
She shook her head, "no."
Danny deftly nodded, putting his mug on the nightstand. He looked at the duvet, not wanting to look into his wife's eyes. "You probably don't even want me anymore."
Shocked, Linda put her cup on the table as well, then shifted positions. She knew what she had to do to prove to him she loved him no matter what. She kissed him passionately, moving onto his lap.
"Linda," his hands went to her waist instinctively, "what are you doing?"
"Shut up." She commanded between kisses.
"What?"
"Shut. Up." She kissed his neck, running her hand along his chest. Her lips moved to his neck as her hand slowly got lower. She sat up for a moment and shucked off her T-shirt, revealing her birthday suit. She bit his shoulder and neck, as he ran his hands up and down her smooth side. She moved her hands to his chest, flicking her thumbs over his nipples. She pressed her thumbs into his skin, making him moan and grip her hips.
Danny started moving his hand south, when he felt a firm, yet soft, grip on his wrist.
"Not so fast, mister," Linda grabbed his other wrist, pinning them to the bed next to him. "It's my job to make you feel better. Not the other way around." She kissed his lips, her tongue penetrating his mouth. She let herself get lost in the kisses for a little while, but quickly went back to her mission. She left evidence of the hot kisses all along his torso, getting moans from him.
Danny didn't like having the use of his hands taken away from him; he wanted to touch his wife's body with every surface of his body. He took in a sharp breath as he felt her teeth sink into his hip. Suddenly, he felt her stand up, bringing his hands up with her.
"Come on, stand up," Linda tugged on Danny's arms lightly, goading him to stand. When he didn't budge, she explained, "I can't do it properly when you're sitting. You have to be standing."
Danny smirked as she tried to lift him off the bed. After a few moments of struggling, he shifted his weight, making Linda fall to the mattress. He quickly got on top of her while she laughed loudly. Silencing her with a breath-taking kiss, he whispered, "you've done enough." He mirrored her kisses, leaving bigger marks in his wake. Her pleasures moans and gasps just egged him on, each kiss lasting longer all while leaving a larger mark.
Linda moved her hand to finish what she had started, but was stopped by Danny.
"Ah, Ah, Ah! If I don't get that pleasure, you don't get that pleasure."
She whimpered as he pinned her wrist to the bed.
"Sit on the other one."
Linda did as told, but didn't hold her hand still. She sunk her nails into her butt each time Danny sunk his teeth into her.
The detective lifted her legs onto his shoulders, then slowly, barely slid his tongue up and down each one.
"Danny.... I was.... s'posed to.... make you... feel... better..." Linda breathed out, her heels digging into his shoulders with each touch of his his lips and tongue.
"You did well. Now I'm thanking you for making me feel better."
She nodded as he rubbed between her legs. She quit protesting and insisting that she needed to finish what she started as Danny slowly short circuited her system.