As Danny had said, even though one huge part of our threat was neutralized, there was still a lot to be accomplished.
But I wouldn’t think about the looming danger. At least not at that moment. All I wanted was to go through the night with Danny and then go home with him to our Sofia.
We’d still have days to worry and plan for our future. But that was a day when I just wanted to count my blessings.
CHAPTER FORTY
I couldn’t wait to go home. Even though I was recovering fine from the attack, sleep evaded me every time I tried to sleep at the hospital. Whenever I dozed off, I startled awake, scared, until I recognized the hospital room and realized Danny was by my side. He’d hug me closer, pressing my head against his chest, and play with my hair, telling me everything was fine.
We were finally discharged. When he asked me where I wanted to go, I said, “Home;” he knew what that meant.
When we arrived, I avoided looking at where the corrupt officer had taken me to, the place on the front lawn where Matias had abducted me. I knew in time it’d be easier, so I didn’t push myself to face that trauma just yet. All I wanted to do was go inside and forget about the world.
The smell of love and familiarity welcomed us the moment we stepped through the front door. I took in a deep breath, trying to capture all the scents. Fee’s strawberry shampoo. Coffee and cake Sonia must’ve made. Danny’s musk scent. I was home.
He hugged me from behind and kissed my temple. “Let’s get you something to eat. Then you should try to rest. It’ll be easier to sleep at home.”
“Will you stay with me?”
He turned me in his arms. “Nothing will get me away from here today.”
Danny placed a soft kiss on my lips. Then another one. And another. I pulled him down by his neck to deepen our kiss, suddenly hungry for him. Grabbing me by the hips, he molded our bodies together. His hands roamed up, under my sweater, leaving a burning trail in their wake.
Anticipation coursed through me, and I wanted nothing but to feel his body against mine.
He broke the kiss, leaving us both gasping for air. “You should rest. We’ll have time for this later, but we should take our time until you’re healed.”
He never ceased to be endearing. “I’m fine and more than ready for this. You don’t need to worry about not hurting me. I trust you. And I need this.”
Danny watched my face, looking for any speck of doubt. “If for any reason you need to stop and rest—”
“I won’t.”
“But if you do—”
I pushed myself up on the tip of my feet to kiss him again, teasing him with my tongue. I stepped back and pulled him by the hand to his bedroom. I couldn’t wait to hug Sofia again, but I was glad she and Sonia weren’t there to stop what was about to happen.
Danny followed me, with no more arguments. The moment we reached his bed, I turned to him. Watching his reaction, I pulled my sweater over my head, enraptured when his breathing turned heavier. I toed off my sneakers and pushed my pants down my legs, taking them off with my socks.
My underwear wasn’t lacy or made for seduction. It was comfortable and simple. But you couldn’t tell it from Danny’s enthralled expression.
Pulling him from the waistband of his pants, I nibbled his chin. “We’re kind of uneven, don’t you think?”
He pulled his sweater over his head in one motion by the back of its collar and threw it on the floor. Unzipping his pants, they found the same destination on the ground with our shoes.
Danny pulled me by the hips and kissed me. His soft, tentative kisses were long gone, giving him space to devour my mouth. He pushed me backward until the back of my knees bumped against the bed, and I sat down.
I slid to the middle of the bed as Danny kneeled, straddling me, not once breaking the kiss. Our hands explored each other, as eagerly as our mouths. Our breaths mingled between kisses. He unhooked my bra and palmed my breasts, teasing my nipples while sucking my tongue.
His big hands slid down to my underwear, making me shiver in anticipation. Danny pulled them down, and even that he managed to turn sexy. Not wasting any time—we’d have more opportunities to explore each other later—he slid his fingers between my drenched folds, slipping two inside me.
I gasped at the sensation that was so good, yet not enough. “More. I need more, Danny.”
He circled my clit with his thumb, and I buckled under the sensation. “Like this, Lissie?”
I panted, cursing every time he brought me close to the edge, only to stop right before my fall. “I need you. Please, give me more.”
Not waiting for more begging, he pulled his fingers out of me, and I whimpered at the loss. He pushed his boxers down, letting his cock spring free. Positioning himself over me and between my legs, he pushed his shaft inside me in one swift movement.