Total pages in book: 107
Estimated words: 100873 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 504(@200wpm)___ 403(@250wpm)___ 336(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 100873 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 504(@200wpm)___ 403(@250wpm)___ 336(@300wpm)
What she’d learned today was that there would never be any awkwardness with Danny. No matter what. He’d been too long a part of her life, and she was too used to him—and he to her.
Shouldn’t that have made them less likely to burn up the sheets? The whole familiarity-breeds-contempt thing? It certainly had been like that for a long time. Until they went from zero to nuclear.
…the hotter a flame, the faster it burns out.
Danny’s words were still echoing in her head when she felt him wake behind her. A stirring of a bigger body, a yawn against her skin… and a cock that grew rapidly harder as it nestled against her buttocks.
When he kissed lazily at her neck, she sighed and let him do it. If they were going to implode fast and hard, she’d enjoy the ride to that inevitable final destination. Reaching back, she played with his hair as he kissed her while petting her breasts.
Then, feeling wild and carefree, she stroked one hand down her body to tuck it between her thighs, where she used a single finger to stroke the delicate folds of her pussy. Danny groaned and moved his hand over her arm until he was gently “pushing” his way between her thighs.
Of course, there was nothing of force about it. It was sensual play.
His voice was rough when he said, “Show me” and placed his fingers exactly over her own.
Mirroring her. Learning her.
Damn, it was hot.
Especially when he nudged her hand aside after several long, languid minutes and began to touch her exactly as she’d touched herself. She found herself twisting, writhing, and going tight as a vise around the finger he pushed into her.
His breath rough, harsh, he said, “Shit, all the condoms are in the bathroom.”
She didn’t like it when he withdrew from her and left to grab one. But he returned so quickly that he had to have run. Then he was back, the fingers of one hand playing with her engorged clit while he nudged into her from behind.
It felt different this way.
Not bad. Just different. And good. So, so good.
Arching back against him, she allowed him to set the pace while she stroked the thickly muscled ridge of his thigh and any other part of him she could reach. She should’ve hated being this out of control, but how could she when his breathing was rough and his rhythm lost?
Danny was in no more control than her—and it was glorious.
21
DANNY GOES TO THE DOGS (THE DOG THERAPISTS, THAT IS)
“Four times,” Danny muttered to Spot and Domino the next afternoon as the dogs sniffed at the leaves around the path. “We did the horizontal tango four times between the time we got home and when I left at five in the afternoon. That’s ridiculous. Even more ridiculous is that I was pumped for my evening training session with the bros—you’d think I’d be wiped, but no, I was buzzed.”
Spot woofed, looked over to check on where Esme and Emmaline were playing on the swings, then went back to his sniffing. Domino just sighed. She was chocolate brown, Spot black and white, both rescues of indeterminate breed and both with affectionate natures when it came to their favorite small people.
Danny, who was walking the two dogs around the large park while keeping an eye on the girls as they used the playground equipment, said, “Some friends you are.” And therein lay the problem.
Usually he could talk about woman stuff with Jake, who was closest to him in age. He could talk with Sailor and Gabe too, but that tended to be about more serious things. Then there were his buds. Danny had never disrespected a woman by airing anything that went on in the bedroom, but he could usually talk in generalities if he wanted advice.
Neither was an option when it came to Catie.
Firstly, thanks to their social media posts, everyone would know he was talking about her. Secondly—and most importantly—Danny didn’t want to share any of this with anyone. He felt protective of her. Strange, because of all the women he’d ever dated, Catie was probably the toughest and most independent.
He hated the idea of making her vulnerable in any way. No, what was going on between them was their business. As a result, Spot and Domino were going to be his only confidants. Just as well Esme and Emmaline didn’t mind him stealing their dogs now and then while they were at school.
Today he’d been stressed about the meeting with his coach, but it had gone surprisingly well; they’d discussed Danny’s form, talked about how he could improve, and made a plan of attack.
Afterward, feeling lighter, he’d volunteered to do the school pickup for both girls, made them some fruit-and-nut oat bars for after-school snacks, and stopped to get the dogs along the way. The pups had been hanging out at Danny’s parents’ place; Alison and Joseph loved them, and Spot and Domino loved staying over during the daytime when their families were at work or school.