The Tension and the Spark

The Tension and the Spark

By: The Dirty Martini (AKA DKM)

Rating: NC-17

Pairing: Danny/Lindsay

Season: Two, three, wherever you see fit

Synopsis: A hot mid-August day, a short denim skirt, and a piece of uncooperative evidence is all it takes for two colleagues to throw aside inhibitions and give in to each other. Sex and orange soda never tasted so good. DLicious PWP.

Music: “I Like The Way” by Darren Hayes

Author’s Note: I might not write in condoms, but I highly suggest you USE them while having sex.

Thank you: To all my betas, prplerayne, roswellwbfan, Leanne, and Shelbers. Y’all are the most awesomest people on the PLANET! Thank you soooo much for helping me with this story, giving me suggestions and writing bits and pieces of it (roswellwbfan). Seriously, if there was a beta prize, you’d all get it! THANK YOU! Oh, and I can’t forget to mention my muses: Paris, Athena, and Danny. None of my stories would be possible without them, so if you want me to keep going, please feed them with your comments. That’s what they thrive off of.

Disclaimer: I don’t own CSI: NY, the cast, any show plots, or the orgasmically yummy Danny Messer. I wish I did, because, trust me, we’d be having a very good time if that was even possible, but unfortunately, he must remain property of CBS, therefore, this is how I shall express my need for a good time. Enjoy!

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The heat of the mid-August afternoon sun was enough to fry an egg on the New York City sidewalk as Lindsay Monroe tried, without much success, to stay cool. She’d come to work that morning dressed in a pair of denim Capri’s and a simple light pink t-shirt, but as the day progressed and became unbearably hotter, she’d run home during her lunch hour to put on a short denim skirt that revealed a good bit of her muscular legs and a plain white tank top. Still, the sun beat down on her as she stood at the latest crime scene that she and the rest of the NY: CSI team had been called to. A shooting had occurred inside a deli on the lower East Side, spilling onto the sidewalk as the gunman tried to escape, killing a pedestrian that was about to enter the store and seriously injuring the clerk behind the counter.

As she approached the crime scene, Lindsay found that most of her colleagues had been dispatched and were already searching for evidence. Outside, she was greeted by Mac Taylor and Stella Bonasera processing the dead body in the door way. “Hey, guys, I’m here and ready to work,” Lindsay cheerfully said, taking off her darkly tinted sunglasses and slipping them into her case as she set it down and opened it.

Mac and Stella both turned in her direction, surprised to see her change of appearance. Lindsay rarely ever wore something so revealing, especially to work, but today was an exception. Even Stella had changed into a short skirt while Mac had discarded his suit jacket and rolled up the sleeves of his azure dress shirt. “You weren’t wearing that this morning, were you?” Mac asked, still eyeing her from behind his own dark sunglasses.

“I was at home changing when I got the call. Is the skirt too short? Because I can go back and change again…” Lindsay started to feel slightly insecure about her choice, it being so unprofessional of her after all, but she was quickly reassured that nothing was wrong with her outfit.

“Screw department policy,” Stella replied, glancing at the mid thigh high skirt her colleague was wearing with approval. “It’s way too hot to be wearing anything longer than what you have on right now. Besides, I think it’ll keep the boys on their toes.” She winked at the younger woman, and Lindsay immediately felt better. She grinned at her friend and started to open her aluminum case to fish out a pair of latex gloves. “Why don’t ‘cha go inside? Its cooler and I think Mac and I can handle this guy by ourselves,” Stella added, glancing over at their boss. “Right, Mac?”

“Go on,” he said, shooing Lindsay away from the dead body. “Danny needs your help more than we do. Ballistics on this case is shaping up to be a nightmare.”

“Great,” Lindsay said under her breath as she closed her case and stood up. She had nothing against going inside and working with Danny Messer, but having to do ballistics always seemed to bring out the worst in her. Too much math to keep straight, in her opinion. But that’s what Danny was for. She grinned at the thought.

“Did you clear the area?” Lindsay called just before stepping through the door. She wanted to make sure she was clear to enter before setting foot inside the small Mediterranean deli. There was nothing worse than walking through a crime scene that hadn’t been cleared.

“Yeah, c’mon in,” Danny yelled from somewhere in the back. Lindsay stood on the tips of her toes to try and determine where his voice came from, but with no luck. The shelves that lined the store were too high for her petite body to see over, even if she was wearing her favorite pair of white and tan three inch wedge sandals.

“Where are you?” she shouted to him.

Somewhere inside my evolution
Karmically I seek retribution
Looking for love in physical beauty
Desire is the drug of the bourgeoisie

“Over here,” Danny said, his head popping out from behind one of the shelves towards the back of the store. When he finally caught sight of his colleague, his jaw seemingly unhinged itself from his skull as his mouth dropped open. What he saw would be forever etched in his mind as a fantasy come true: Lindsay wearing a skirt that ran midway up her thigh, revealing supple, tanned calves accentuated by her three inch sandals and a tight white tank top that emphasized every wonderful curve of her upper body, especially her breasts. ‘Damn…’ he thought, not realizing he was still staring as she turned a bright shade of red under his gaze. “Montana! Breakin’ the department dress code, I see,” he said aloud.

“Yeah… you know me… I love breaking the rules,” Lindsay finally spoke, trying to humor him after her mouth went dry when she saw that hungry look appear in his sapphire eyes and he unconsciously licked his lips. It was unsettling, to say the least. She saw something animalistic in his eyes, a primal urge. It sparked the fire of her own unbridled desires, flushing her cheeks until she had to turn away and look around the small store for something other than him to focus on.

Danny’s gaze fell to the floor when he quickly realized what he’d done. Seeing the flush come over Lindsay’s cheeks made him regret staring for so long. He knew she saw the hungry look in his eyes, and now she seemed uncomfortable, her gaze averted, her arms crossed over her chest in a defensive stance. ‘God, almighty,’ Danny thought to himself, running a shaky hand through his short, dark locks. He needed to change the direction of this conversation, and fast!

“The place is full of bullet holes. They’re everywhere. It seems like the shooter got off several rounds before he left the deli,” Danny finally said aloud, hoping to refocus their attention on the case instead of their ever burning desires. He returned to his work digging bullets out of various containers, hiding behind the shelf to keep himself from falling into another dumb stare at Lindsay and her perfectly sculpted body.

“How many have you counted so far?” she hesitantly asked, making her way closer to the back of the store when she noticed that there were no bullet holes at the front.

“Eight in this aisle alone,” Danny answered when he heard her voice get closer. He swallowed hard, hoping Lindsay would choose the next aisle for her search area. Yet somehow she’d managed to find her way into his and stood in front of him, her aluminum case in hand, waiting for instructions. With her small size six sandal clad feet only inches from his knees, Danny had no choice but to gaze up at her. His sapphire eyes slowly followed the deliciously tanned lines of her legs up her torso, past her supple breasts, and finally locked with the chocolate brown of hers.

Lindsay found his slow trek rather unnerving, but what managed to fan the fire deep in her primal soul was the fact that he, too, was in a state of undress. Danny’s maroon oxford shirt lay discarded on the floor behind him, leaving him in only a white wife beater and giving her a perfect view of his well muscled arms and shoulders. It was her turn to hungrily stare at him as she bit down on her lower lip to hide her desires.

Danny saw the fire in her chocolate brown eyes slowly intensify until it was a raging inferno. Never had he seen Lindsay gaze at him that way, and never had his desire to take her and show her the time of her life been so great. If work rules and social constraints didn’t apply, he just might have. But Danny knew better. He tore his eyes away from hers and finally said in a slightly husky voice, “You wanna start processin’ the next aisle?”

“Sure,” Lindsay answered, her own voice turning lusty as she spun and slinked into the next aisle. Danny watched her go, his eyes never once wavering from her swaying hips until she vanished behind the shelf. She knew he was watching her, and purposefully slowed her gait so that her hips swung in that ever so sexy supermodel fashion. A glace over her shoulder told her that he approved when she saw him yet again licking his lips as she disappeared in the next aisle.

For the next hour, the pair became lost in their own worlds, forgetting the sexual tension that had transpired when Lindsay first entered the deli. She’d discovered several more holes in various products, like a package Twinkies, a bag of flower, and a six-pack of instant pudding. But her strangest find came when she noticed a bullet had pierced a can of orange soda at the far end of the aisle, but hadn’t gone all the way through. It being waist level, Lindsay leaned over and stared for a minute, absolutely fascinated. Somehow, it had formed a seal and kept the soda from spilling out of the can, prompting her to yell, “Hey, Danny, come over here. You gotta see this! And bring your camera!”

“What is it, Montana?” Danny was glad for the interruption. He’d been resting his weight on his knees for the last half hour pulling the last of the bullets out of various food packages and they were quickly becoming sore. Any reason to stand up was a welcome one, especially if it involved getting another look at Lindsay. Stretching for a couple of moments to get the kinks out of his back and legs, Danny followed the sound of her voice as he grabbed his camera and got an unexpected surprise that had nothing to do with the bullet in the soda can.

And now I try to intellectualize
Like a glimmer of good in a bad man's eyes
I am consumed by the flesh haunting me
I know temptation taunts the empty

Standing in front of him was Lindsay, her body leaning over allowing her skirt to ride up her supple thighs and exposing just a fraction of the powder pink cotton panties she’d worn that day. Danny stopped, holding his breath for several moments, his eyes transfixed on her backside. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing. When his lungs began to burn, he finally started breathing again, prompting Lindsay to glance back at him with puzzled chocolate eyes. She straightened up slightly when she noticed where his eyes had fallen, and quickly knocked him out of his thoughts (or lack there of).

Danny pulled on the collar of his shirt, the temperature feeling as if it had risen ten degrees since he’d been called over to check out Lindsay’s discovery. Swallowing hard, he prayed to God she wouldn’t say anything about where his eyes had been. He wiped the beads of sweat off his forehead with the back of his free arm and added, “What’d you find?” hoping it was enough to steer her clear of an awkward conversation.

Lindsay gave him a half grin before standing fully upright and pointing to the can of soda. “Check that out,” she said, her eyes roaming over his body, her mind quickly losing focus on the task at hand. For some reason, the thought of Danny Messer checking out her ass wasn’t as shocking as she thought it would be. Actually, Lindsay found it quite exciting. It was dangerous territory she was treading on, but it made her body want the attention all the more. There was nothing as intoxicating as wanting something you couldn’t have. But that didn’t deter her mind from wandering into thoughts of what it would be like to feel his strong arms encircling her waist and holding her tight against his rock hard chest, not to mention other rock hard parts. Lindsay visibly shivered at the thought, her grin widening.

Danny noted the look on her face just before glancing at the soda can. He’d seen her shiver slightly then watched as goosebumps dotted her arms. Whatever she was thinking about had to be good, and Danny couldn’t help but wonder what it was. He had to tear his eyes off her and see the soda can before he could let his mind wander into dangerous territory such as the inner workings of Lindsay Monroe’s mind. Thankfully, the strange circumstances involving the case quickly got the best of him, and he cocked his head to the side as he stared at the bullet sticking out of the can. Not a drop of orange soda had been spilled. “What the hell…?” Danny’s voice trailed off as he kneeled down to get a better look.

“Have you ever seen something like this?” Lindsay asked, leaning forward to look as well, all lusty thoughts pushed to the back of her mind as she refocused on her work.

“Never,” he answered, still utterly fascinated. Holding up his camera, Danny took several photos of the can and the bullet for later analysis in the lab. This was definitely going to earn him and Lindsay a publication if they solved the case. A grin appeared on his lips as he turned to his colleague and mused, “Do you think if we pull it out, the can will explode?”

“Only one way to find out,” she said, glancing back at him with a mischievous smirk on her face. Lindsay held out a pair of rubber tipped tweezers, waiting for him to take them.

“I’m not doin’ it,” Danny bluntly retorted. Seeing his incredulous gaze, Lindsay pouted. “Don’t give me that look! It’s your discovery; you do it.”

Putting her hands on her hips, she replied, “Fine, I’ll do it, but you’re staying right here until I pull it out. That way, I won’t be the only one who looks like an idiot if the can does explode.” Danny glared at her, but didn’t move from where he kneeled. Lindsay held up the tweezers and wrapped the edges of the rubber around the bullet. “Here goes,” she mostly whispered to herself even though Danny heard her.

Slowly and carefully, Lindsay began to twist the bullet from its resting place in the aluminum can’s exterior. A tiny bit of orange soda began to trickle out, and thinking she was home free, she decided to just get it over with and pulled the bullet out in one quick motion. The sudden release of pressure combined with the carbonation was enough to prove Danny’s theory as the soda was expelled out of the can in one large burst of energy, covering them both in the wet, sticky substance.

Lindsay shrieked when the spray hit her in the face and stepped back. Her right foot tapped against her forensics case, making her lose her balance and fall backwards with a thud onto the linoleum floor. Danny’s reaction was similar in that he shouted several curse words before stepping back, but he had nothing to trip over and managed to stay upright. Glancing over in his colleague’s direction after shaking off the excess soda from his hands and face, he noticed that Lindsay was now lying on the floor, her legs resting over her aluminum case, groaning. Her right shoe dangled from her foot, and had she been alright, Danny would have laughed, but she wasn’t alright. Her free hand was pressed up against her forehead, the look on her face dazed and confused.

“Lindsay?” Danny asked, crawling to her side and helping her sit up. “You okay?”

“Ow… my head,” she moaned, rubbing the back of her skull. She looked down at her other hand and realized the tweezers were still holding the bullet. A weary smile came to her lips when she held it up and added, “Well, I’ll be damned.”

“Nice save,” Danny commented, giving her a half smile as he brushed back several wet and sticky strands of hair away from her soda covered face. Grabbing an evidence bag, he let her drop the bullet inside and folded it closed, telling himself he’d write down what it was later. Right now, Lindsay was his top priority. It looked as if she might need some medical attention for a possible concussion, but slowly she stood up on her own, still rubbing the back of her head with her hand.

“What the hell is going on in here?” Don Flack’s voice rang clear in the small deli as he stepped inside to take a look at what happened. He had just arrived at the scene when he, Stella and Mac heard Lindsay’s shriek. Volunteering to check it out, he stepped into the cool store and found Lindsay walking out from behind one of the shelves covered in what appeared to be orange soda, its color having stained her white tank top. But when he caught sight of the rest of her outfit, his jaw also went slack as he stared at her in shock.

“What are you lookin’ at?” Lindsay sharply retorted, prompting Flack to avert his gaze when he realized she wasn’t in such a good mood. Following closely behind her and also covered in orange soda, Danny stepped out of the aisle and stared at the detective.

“Aww, you match,” Flack’s biting sarcasm came out with that simple answer.

Narrowing her eyes, Lindsay gave him the deadliest look she could muster. She was in no mood for his smart ass sarcasm, but when she noticed the hideous red and white striped tie he wore, she couldn’t help but make a comment of her own. “Santa called, he wants his candy cane back,” Lindsay quipped, a smirk crossing her pink tinted lips. That shut Flack up pretty quick as his grin disappeared. From behind her, Lindsay could hear Danny chuckle at her response. He, too, noticed the tie, but until she’d made that comment, he hadn’t thought much of it.

“So, what happened in here?” Flack continued as if he hadn’t heard her, but it was written all over his face: he’d just been completely and utterly embarrassed by a female colleague and there was no way in hell Danny would ever let him live it down.

“Soda can exploded, I fell, bumped my head, end of story,” Lindsay bluntly answered as she continued to walk out of the deli. She wanted nothing more than an aspirin and a shower. Her head still throbbed from the impact with the floor, and the heat was quickly drying the soda, making her hair and skin sticky.

“Oh, my God, Lindsay! What happened?” Stella immediately asked when she saw her friend step out of the deli covered in orange soda and rubbing the back of her head with her hand. She stood up and went to her, quickly checking to make sure she was alright.

“A soda can exploded all over me and Danny,” Lindsay grumbled, choosing not to tell Stella that she’d tripped and hit her head as well. The last thing she wanted to do was take an unnecessary trip to the hospital for a concussion she knew she didn’t have. “I’m gonna head back to the lab for a shower. If you want, I’ll take the evidence with me.”

“Montana! Wait!” Danny called as he rushed out to the sidewalk. Stella glanced over at him and realized that Lindsay was telling the truth. His usually white wife beater was covered in orange soda, and several drops of the sticky substance were slowly trickling from his hair down to his chin. It was hard not to look at the two of them and laugh, but somehow Stella managed as she and Lindsay waited for Danny to explain himself.

“I really think you should go to the hospital and get checked out. You took a pretty bad fall,” he said, not even bothering to pull her aside. Had Lindsay not seen red after he spilled her little secret, she would have noticed the concern present in Danny’s sapphire eyes. There was genuine interest in her wellbeing, but she failed to see it now that he’d managed to piss her off.

Stella’s gaze quickly turned to the petite woman beside her as she narrowed her emerald eyes. “Lindsay?” she asked, not really needing to say much more. The look alone was enough to make the younger woman squirm.

Lindsay turned towards Danny, grabbed his arm, and pulled him away from Stella, her fingernails digging deep into his skin forming crescent shaped marks when she finally let go. Standing well over twenty feet away, Lindsay spun around and glared at him with fiery chocolate eyes. “I’m fine!” she said between gritted teeth. “I don’t need to go to the hospital!”

“But…” was all he managed to get out before she interrupted him by lifting her hand and putting it in front of his face.

“Danny, I’m fine,” Lindsay replied, a little more firmly this time to get her point across. Danny stared at her for several moments before pursing his lips and sighing. Defeat was inevitable. He wasn’t about to argue with her. She turned and started walking back towards the deli to grab her case.

“Alright, will you at least let me drive you back to the lab?” Danny called to her. It didn’t matter what Lindsay said or did to him, he always came back to show her the utmost respect, even when she was mad at him. His feelings for her went well beyond what a coworker should feel for another coworker, which was probably why she had reacted so harshly. Danny knew he needed to step back for a moment and reevaluate the situation, but all he cared about was getting her back to the lab in one piece, and the only way he could do that was by either driving her back or sitting in the passenger’s seat watching her to make sure she didn’t lose consciousness while she drove.

Lindsay flapped her hand at him as if to say, “Whatever,” before retreating to the cool confines of the deli, but was stopped when Stella blocked the entrance. “Stella, please, I’m fine. I just bumped my head. Nothing serious,” Lindsay remained in defense mode, her arms crossed over her chest as she glared at her friend. She really didn’t want to hear it nor did she want to explain what happened. It was embarrassing enough already.

Stella could see the anger still present in her friend’s chocolate brown eyes and decided to let it go. It was no use fighting with a stubborn woman. Once Lindsay’s mind was set, there was no changing it. She sighed and let the petite woman pass, but not before handing her several bags of evidence she and Mac had collected from the body on the sidewalk.

Once inside the deli, Lindsay put away the contents of her kit, closed the lid, then walked back out into the sweltering heat. Before exiting, she grabbed Danny’s maroon oxford shirt and his kit and handed them to him as she passed him on the sidewalk. It earned her a confused look from her colleague, but she ignored it as she tossed him the keys to her department issued black Chevy Avalanche and replied, “Make tracks, Cowboy.”

So pour yourself over me
Until there's nothing left to see, yeah yeah
Because I like the way you move in the dark
I like the tension, the tension and the spark

Again, Danny began to question the inner workings of Lindsay Monroe’s mind as he caught the keys and headed for the truck parked just a block down the street from the crime scene. They walked side by side, Lindsay with her face scrunched in anger and annoyance, Danny in utter confusion over what had just happened. What he couldn’t possibly have known was that Lindsay had planned this down to a tee after the soda can exploded. She’d needed an excuse to get the two of them alone, the sexual tension having overtaken her mind and caused it to go hazy, especially after the fall. Now that they were both wet and sticky, what could be better than heading back to the lab for a quick shower before resuming work on their case? She couldn’t help but grin at the thought. There were several things running through her mind, the one standing out the most being what she’d do to him while they were alone. Those were the types of thoughts that could get a girl in trouble if she wasn’t careful. But Lindsay couldn’t help herself, and her grin widened.

The pair continued to walk in silence until they reached the large truck and Danny unlocked the doors. He pulled the trunk hatch open and threw his shirt in the backseat before setting his case down then took Lindsay’s and placed it beside his along with all the evidence bags Stella had given her. They parted ways, with him heading for the driver’s side and her to the passenger’s. The silence continued to envelope them even as he started the car and pulled into traffic. It would be a relatively long drive back to the lab amid rush hour traffic, and Danny feared the silence would make it all the worse.

Lindsay sighed deeply as she sank into the soft leather seat, its warm curves enveloping her like a second skin as her mind raced with possibilities. It was hard not to notice the way Danny had looked at her earlier, the lust darkening his eyes until they turned almost a navy color. That single look had sent her body into a tailspin ever since she saw it, her desires running rampant until they finally reached their peak when he brushed the strands of hair away from her face as she lay prone and vulnerable on the deli floor. His fingers on her skin were like the prongs of a branding iron, forever etching his touch into her mind. How she loved the rough pads of his fingertips tracing the gentle curves of her face, making her wonder what they would feel like over the rest of her body.

That thought alone made Lindsay moan softly, catching Danny’s attention as he glanced in her direction when they stopped at a red light. He thought for a moment that she might be in trouble and gripped the steering wheel tightly, his muscles tensing in anticipation for the light to turn green so he could take off fast if he needed to get her to a hospital. But what he saw was the exact opposite. Lindsay gazed back at him, her chocolate brown eyes seductively half lidded as her hand fell just below her collarbone and softly rubbed the skin above her right breast. Danny licked his lips as he watched her intently. She grinned as her hand slowly began to make its way down between the cleft of her breasts and over her flat stomach until it stopped at the denim clad juncture between her legs.

A loud, blaring horn startled Danny back into attention and he realized the light had turned green. His foot pressed the gas pedal as Lindsay seductively giggled. Another glance in her direction revealed she had yet to remove her hand from between her legs as she waited for them to stop at another red light only a few blocks away. ‘God, almighty,’ Danny thought, wondering if this was real or just a dream. He soon got his answer when she sat up and turned in her seat so she was now facing him. Her hand slowly ran up the tense muscles of his forearm as she leaned in until her lips were barely inches from his face.

“I know you want me,” Lindsay whispered, her warm breath tickling his ear as her grin widened. Ever so lightly, she pressed her lips against his jaw tasting the sweetness of the orange soda that lingered on his skin mixed with the saltiness of his sweat as her hand trailed down his chest and over his abdomen until it came to rest on his inner thigh. “Mmm… Delicious,” she added, her lips still trailing kisses along his jaw.

Danny swallowed hard, his focus waning from the road to where Lindsay had placed her hand and how her lips felt against his skin. He groaned, quickly forgetting where he was and grabbed her face with his left hand, forcing their lips to meet in a kiss full of passionate need and lust. Another horn blared in the distance, but he was too caught up in the kiss to care as his hand moved away from her face and slowly traced down her body until it found one of her supple breasts. He cupped the soft mound, squeezing softly until she moaned against his lips.

Lindsay suddenly pulled away, an alluring smile tugging at the corners of her mouth as she said, “The light turned green.” Dumbly, Danny glanced up at the stoplight and realized she was right. He stepped on the gas, lurching past the intersection and down the street as Lindsay gave him another seductive giggle. He had no idea she could be such a tease, and it was turning him on immensely. His black stone washed jeans suddenly felt a little tight, and a glance downward revealed that someone else had decided to join the party. After all, her hand still rested against his inner thigh. The sensation alone was enough to send his body into overdrive.

Lindsay could clearly see the effect she had on Danny. His face had flushed red and his sapphire eyes became the size of saucers as his hands tightened their grip on the steering wheel. That kiss hadn’t been bad either. Actually, it was pretty wonderful considering the circumstances; rough yet gentle, commanding yet submissive. Lindsay had him in the palm of her hand, and speaking of her hand, she let it linger against his thigh, watching his reaction as it slowly crept upwards when they stopped at another red light. One gentle squeeze and it would be all over for him, an enticing thought for a control freak like herself. Yes, Danny Messer was putty in her hands; all she had to do was apply her magic tough. Again, she shivered at the idea of what she’d do to him once they got back to the lab. So many possibilities…

Just when he thought things couldn’t get any worse for him, Danny felt Lindsay’s hand slowly trek up his thigh. He tried every trick in the book to think of anything other than the feelings she was causing to course through his body; baseball, politics, even his grandmother naked. That thought alone should have been repulsive enough to weaken the sensations, but her hand had finally gone as far up as it could go, and before he knew it, her small fingers found their way between his legs. A deep moan escaped his throat as his head rolled back in sheer ecstasy. He squeezed his eyes shut, his resolve completely obliterated.

“You like that, Cowboy?” Lindsay’s voice softly whispered in his ear. Danny nodded, words having failed to form on his lips as he opened his eyes and gazed at her with pure lust. She smiled back at him alluringly and added, “There’s a lot more where that came from. You just need to get us back to the lab and I’ll show you just how good it gets,” as she pulled her hand away from his crotch, but not before giving it a little squeeze.

Danny’s breath hitched, and upon hearing her words, he immediately turned on the police siren and wove through traffic, hell bent on getting them back to the lab as fast as possible. That light touch was all it took for him to lose self control and abuse his police powers for the first time since he was a rookie trying to get home after a long day at work. At the moment his thoughts were centered around what he’d be doing to Lindsay once they reached the locker room, not the consequences of his actions. He’d had enough of her teasing; if anything, he could show her a thing or two about dominance. It was a delicious thought that prompted him to turn right and take a shortcut he’d discovered long ago while on patrol. The street was actually a narrow alley with only enough room to barely squeeze the large vehicle through. With skillful maneuvering, Danny managed to make it out without a single scratch to the SUV, although his sanity was still questionable at this point.

Within minutes they were pulling into the parking garage on the lower level of the New York Crime Lab building. In a darkened corner of the lot, Danny found a space between two other department vehicles and parked. Lindsay continued to gaze lustfully back at him, so when the car stopped, she sat up and was about to lean in to kiss him when he grabbed her waist and pulled her into his lap. Tangling the fingers of his right hand in her luscious amber locks and wrapping his left arm around her back, Danny effectively pinned Lindsay against his chest, her chocolate brown eyes widening with shock and surprise, but never once losing that ever burning lust. No longer did she have to wonder what it would feel like being pressed against his chest; it was incredible, to put it simply.

The decadence of giving into desire
Creates such entropy within
Looking for love in spiritual faces
Blind to the art of fabrication

Their lips met in a searing, passionate kiss, tongues tangling over dominance while hands continued to roam free over sticky skin. Lindsay’s fingers grabbed onto clumps of Danny’s soft, brown hair while his traced down her back until they reached her skirt. He pulled it up, running the palm of his hand over her supple, panty clad bottom until his fingers made contact with the slightly damp area between her thighs. He chuckled against her lips before pulling away and said, “I can see you want me too.” Slowly stroking her damp sex through her cotton panties with his fingers, Danny got his response when she closed her eyes and moaned softly, her head falling against his shoulder.

“Not as bad as you want me,” Lindsay seductively replied, her eyes sparkling in the stark light of the parking garaged as she gazed at him before she reached down to stroke the bulge in his pants. It was slightly more pronounced than it had been earlier, and she knew he was getting pretty close to losing it completely and giving in to that animalistic side before she got a chance to play with him. Danny’s breath hitched as she squeezed lightly then let go again. She knew she was teasing him to the brink, but she couldn’t help herself. The smoldering look of desire and lust in his eyes when she let go was incredibly sexy. “Come on, Cowboy. We’d better start heading upstairs,” Lindsay said as she pried herself away from his grasp and exited the car making sure to smooth out the wrinkles in her skirt and the tangles in her hair.

Danny needed a moment before getting out of the car. He sat in the driver’s seat for several seconds, trying to remember what he was supposed to do today, but his mind kept returning to that incredible kiss he’d just shared with Lindsay, and even more so to the fact that she was already wet. An impish grin crossed his lips. She was wet for him. Now that was a thought he was beginning to like more and more, and it really turned him on. Danny finally stepped out of the car and found that Lindsay was halfway down the parking lot heading towards the elevator. He ran to catch up to her, but still remained behind her, watching as her hips swayed seductively. He couldn’t wait to get her in the locker room and have his way with her.

They stood together, waiting for the elevator to arrive, the sexual tension so thick it could be cut with a butter knife. Danny couldn’t just stand there waiting. His hand snaked around Lindsay’s waist and pulled her into a warm embrace as he used his free hand to raise her chin towards his waiting lips. Compared to the other kisses they shared, this one was softer, slower, and much gentler in nature. Dominance had been tossed aside for exploration. His tongue gently licked across her lower lip before he playfully nipped at the soft flesh, eliciting a soft sigh from her lungs. Her lips parted, allowing his tongue access to the velvety softness that was her mouth. Ever so gently, his tongue continued exploring the warm crevice, licking along her gums and over her palate until it finally made contact with hers.

Lindsay moaned softly, her hands slowly making their way up along the rippling muscles of Danny’s back until she reached his neck and the back of his head. She drew him closer to her body, holding him as he held her in that warm, gentle embrace. It was so very different from the roughness he’d shown earlier, almost as if he was exposing another side of himself, a side he kept hidden, a side reserved for intimate moments such as these. Lindsay moaned again as his lips trailed away from her mouth and down the column of her neck to the juncture of her collarbone. They lingered there, tasting the sweetness of the orange soda mingling with the saltiness of her skin. “Danny!” she softly gasped when he found one of her pulse points and began to gently suck on it. Her eyes squeezed shut as her fingers ran over his scalp repeatedly.

The chime of the elevator doors quickly broke their embrace as Lindsay scrambled to one side and Danny to the other, anticipating the exit of any passengers. But there were none, and the pair glanced at each other with lust filled eyes before stepping into the elevator and pressing the button for the fifth floor. They found themselves in another tight embrace, this time Danny’s lips falling just behind Lindsay’s ear, nipping at the soft skin then running his tongue over it before slowly trailing down along her jaw. “You know, we’re being watched,” Lindsay said, glancing up to find a small video camera on the ceiling just across from where Danny had her pinned against the wall, his hands clutching her hips as he continued to softly nip and lick her neck.

“Don’t worry,” he murmured against her hot flesh. “The security guard owes me a favor.”

“Uh-huh,” she replied, but was quickly consumed by the sensation of his hand running up her thigh and finding its way beneath her tank top. His fingers traced along her ribcage, causing Lindsay to take a sharp breath when he finally reached her cotton clad left breast. They played along the soft fabric, his thumb rubbing against her nipple until he felt it turn into a hard pebble, which was actually pretty quick. Her arousal was quite apparent when his other hand traced up her inner thigh until he cupped her hot, moist sex. She let out a deep moan, feeling the smile come to his lips as he continued his gentle kisses along her neck and shoulder.

“You like that, Montana?” Danny whispered against her ear, the smile still playing across his lips. Through her panties, he found her throbbing clit and brushed his finger over it with gentle pressure.

“Oh, God, yes!” Lindsay cried out, her knees weakening against his touch as she squeezed her eyes shut again and tightened her arms around his neck.

The smile on Danny’s lips widened into a toothy grin as he pulled his hand away reluctantly. As much as he wanted to keep it there and hear the hoarse cry spill from her lips once more, the dominant side of his personality took over, telling him he’d be rewarded in the long run and that this was revenge after what she did to him in the car. “There’s a lot more where that came from,” he echoed her words almost mockingly. Lindsay whimpered, her eyes opening instantly to glare at him. “We just need to get to the locker room,” Danny added, still grinning down at her as he pulled his other hand out of her shirt just before the doors opened to the fifth floor.

Lindsay stepped out of the elevator first, Danny following closely behind her. He looked down both sides of the hall and quickly caught up to her, placing his hands on her hips to hold her back for a moment. “Wait up. Stay in front of me,” he told her.

“Why?” Lindsay shot him a questioning glance over her shoulder.

“Because if anyone sees me, they’ll know something’s… up.” Danny glanced down and she immediately understood what he meant. A Cheshire grin crossed her lips as she purposefully shifted to her left. If he was going to play the torture card on her, she might as well play it on him, and what better way to torture a guy than to embarrass him for having a hard on? “Hey, c’mon!” he grumbled, grabbing her hips a little more forcefully and pulling her in line with his body as they walked down the hall, hoping they wouldn’t bump into any of their colleagues.

‘So close,’ Danny kept telling himself as they slowly approached the locker room door. ‘Only a few more feet; so far so good.’ With his mind preoccupied with what would be happening in less than a few minutes, he failed to see someone walk up from the other direction, and was startled when he heard a voice other than Lindsay’s.

“Hey, guys,” Sheldon Hawkes approached the pair, making both stop abruptly and turn in his direction. He noticed the bright orange stains on both their shirts and couldn’t help but ask, “Is that…?”

“Orange soda,” Lindsay sharply finished his sentence. It was a welcome distraction from her outfit, which seemed to have gotten the attention of every male at the crime lab that afternoon, and maybe even a couple of females as well. That was when he first noticed the tension on her face and the fire sparkling in her chocolate eyes.

“Can exploded at the crime scene,” Danny continued. “We were gonna shower before gettin’ back to work.” He, too, seemed a bit on edge, his usually easy going manner now wrought with tension.

“Speaking of the crime scene, Stella called and told me you guys brought back some evidence for processing. I thought I could get a jump on it, give you a hand,” Sheldon offered, trying to stay neutral. Something was definitely up between the two of them. Little did he know how literal that interpretation could be taken.

“Shit,” Lindsay muttered, slapping her hand against her forehead in a clear display of annoyance. “I forgot it in the car. I’ll go get it.” She quickly stepped away from Danny, and a look of absolute horror crossed his face as he clasped his hands in front of him. He tried to hide the tent sticking out of his pants, but without Lindsay’s body there to hide it, it became quite obvious. “Damn, I almost forgot the keys,” she grumbled, turning around and finding her colleague red-faced and about to die of embarrassment. Lindsay found it hard to hide her amusement and quickly stepped up to him, sticking her hand into his pocket to fish out her keys, but brushing up against his member instead, causing him to nearly jump from the contact.

Lindsay merely giggled and walked away with the keys in her hand, an even more pronounced swing to her hips. Danny and Sheldon watched as she sauntered down the hallway, her hair swishing against her back, her butt wiggling with every step she took. Both couldn’t take their eyes off the sexy vixen in front of them. They continued to stare as she waited for the elevator, and when it finally arrived, she turned around, winking at Danny, who scowled back just before the door closed.

Sheldon desperately tried to avoid eye contact with his colleague, his gaze suddenly finding the ceiling tiles fascinating. “Please tell me I didn’t just see that,” he said in a strangled tone when Lindsay was no longer in their presence.

Danny hesitated before sighing and determinedly walking away. “I’m gonna go take a cold shower,” he grumbled, heading for the locker room to wait for Lindsay’s return.

He thought he was home free, that Sheldon was just as uncomfortable about the situation as he was when his voice carried down the hall, “It’s the skirt, isn’t it?” Danny groaned, hanging his head in acknowledgement. Sheldon laughed and Danny's pace quickened. He wasn’t in the mood for any more smart remarks at his expense.

I'm like a baby sucking mama's milk
Want to drink my fill and then some
Leave me alone
I always thought I was better than this
But temptation tempts the tempting

Stepping off the elevator when it reached the parking garage, Lindsay made her way back towards the SUV to retrieve the evidence she and Danny neglected to pick up after their short make out session earlier. The fire was still present in her eyes and on her skin which had turned it a bright pink color that was slowly beginning to fade in the cool garage. Her heart raced as she cursed Sheldon for interrupting what would have been a very nice and extremely pleasurable shower, although it had been fun teasing Danny in front of him. It gave her a slight rush, something she never expected considering how she didn’t like to bring her personal life to work with her. But today, all the rules had been broken, and there was nothing stopping her from going all out and pushing away her more modest side for the raunchy sex kitten that had wanted to come out for the longest time.

Unlocking the trunk, Lindsay grabbed all six of the evidence bags and started to make her way back to the elevator. As she waited for it to arrive, she could hear a set of high heels clicking along the cement towards her and turned to see Stella also making her way to the elevator. ‘Great,’ Lindsay thought. She knew there would be a barrage of questions thrown at her within moments and braced herself with answers to speed them along.

“Hey, Lindsay,” Stella said as she walked right up to her. She gave the younger woman a once over after noticing her tussled hair and slightly crumpled clothes. For a moment, she was tempted to ask what had happened, but resisted.

“Hey, Stel,” Lindsay replied, throwing on a fake smile and hoping it would suffice. “You’re back early.”

“Yeah, Mac said to go on without him. I think he could see the heat was getting to me,” the elder detective answered, the fake smile going unnoticed as she fanned her sun burned face with her hand. “Did you and Danny just get here?”

“No, we’ve been here for a while. I just forgot the evidence in the car,” Lindsay said, glancing down at the bags in her arms. The longer this conversation dragged on, the worse her need to get upstairs became.

Stella stared at her for a moment before nodding. It was odd for Lindsay to forget things, let alone evidence, but she didn’t mention it and just kept talking as if she sensed nothing was out of place. “So, how’s your head?”

“Better,” Lindsay kept her answers short. ‘What the hell is taking so long?’ her mind yelled at the elevator.

“Now, what exactly happened?” Stella continued to ask questions. She was curious about what went on inside the deli, especially how Danny and Lindsay managed to get covered in orange soda, and why Lindsay bumped her head.

“I was pulling a bullet out of a soda can and it decompressed the liquid, spraying me and Danny. I screamed and stepped back, but tripped over my case, hitting my head on the floor,” Lindsay explained, feeling the need to reach back and stroke the still tender spot at the back of her skull.

“I bet Danny loved the soda shower,” Stella mused. The mental picture Lindsay’s explanation conjured was enough to make her want to giggle. She could easily picture the look on both their faces as the soda can burst.

Lindsay’s skin began to turn red again. Just the mention of a shower was more than enough to spark her imagination into overdrive. And some of the things she pictured had quite an effect on the situation between her legs. Remembering the softness of Danny’s kisses and the way his fingers trailed across her skin made her ache for more. It was torture having to wait this long, and they hadn’t even gotten to the fun part yet! ‘So unfair!’ Lindsay’s mind griped. ‘Damn you, Sheldon. We were so close!’ she cursed her colleague, the look in her eyes intensifying. The more she thought about what would have happened in the locker room, the more goosebumps dotted her arms until she was shivering in anticipation. Even the smile on her lips had turned into an impish grin that was slowing grabbing the attention of her other colleague.

Stella noticed Lindsay fall silent. A slight blush colored her cheeks as her lips slowly started to curl into a smile. Something good was definitely filtering through her mind, and Stella had a feeling she knew what, excuse me, who it was. She’d seen the way Danny looked at Lindsay when she first arrived at the crime scene. They played off the sexual tension quite nicely, and even though she didn’t doubt for a second that the orange soda can explosion was real, everything that happened afterwards was questionable. Forgetting evidence was something CSI’s didn’t do. Chain of custody was top priority, so when the smile on Lindsay’s lips turned into a toothy grin, it all clicked into place. Something had happened between her and Danny in the car on the way back to the lab that led to brains scattering and crumpled clothing.

“So, how hard are his biceps?” Stella asked, hoping to catch Lindsay in the act.

“Mmm… Not as hard as his co…” Lindsay’s voice trailed off when she realized what she was saying. The evidence bags dropped out of her arms as her hand immediately went to slap her mouth shut. She glanced over at Stella, her eyes wider than saucers to find the elder detective staring back at her in equal shock. It was quickly dissipated by the sharp buzz of a cell phone.

Stella grabbed the device out of her pocket and didn't even bother to look at her caller ID. “Bonasera,” she all but barked out, eyes never leaving Lindsay.

“Hey Stella,” Mac’s voice floated across the line, and as always, sounded warm and right to Stella. “So are you heading over to see about that warrant?”

Stella nodded, her mind not entirely focused as she replied, “Yeah I'm with Lindsay now and we're talking about giving head—“ Lindsay's eyes bugged out and Stella clamped her hand over her mouth as her own words reached her ears. ‘Oh shit!’ her mind screamed as Lindsay gave her a ‘what the fuck?’ look. Stella just shook her head and sighed. She couldn’t believe she’d made such a Freudian slip and prayed that he hadn’t heard it.

“What was that, Stella?” Mac asked, his voice thankfully devoid of any emotion aside from curiosity. He wasn’t about to tell her he’d heard her.

“I said I was talking to Lindsay and giving her the heads-up that I need to go get the warrant. I'll call you later,” she replied, grateful that her voice didn't waver. She quickly said goodbye and hung up. For a few moments the women just stared at each other before simultaneously bursting into near hysterical laughter until they were able to calm down. “Okay, Lindsay, spill!” Stella ordered. Her slipup warranted an explanation from the younger woman. The elevator doors chimed open and the two stepped inside after gathering the fallen evidence bags.

Lindsay covered her face with her hand, trying to hide the smile present on her lips until she glanced between a small hole between her fingers to find Stella still waiting for her answer. “Uh… Where do I begin?”

“How about right after you guys left the crime scene?” Stella retorted, her eyes still locked onto the petite detective.

Lindsay bit her bottom lip, wondering how to keep the conversation as vague as possible before finally jumping right in and saying, “We made out in the car…” It looked like Stella was about to make a comment, but she quickly added, “And in the elevator.” A mischievous grin crossed her lips as she continued to glance at her colleague, her chocolate brown eyes darkening.

“Wow, you two waste no time, do you?” Stella mused, a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. It wasn’t hard to see the attraction between the two. The lab even had a bet on when they’d hook up, and after finding out this information, she couldn’t stop herself from grinning. She was about to become a thousand dollars richer.

‘If only you knew,’ Lindsay thought, her grin widening. “Hey, could you do me a favor and get these to Hawkes? He’s waiting for them in the lab,” she added, passing off the evidence bags to Stella. The elevator quickly hit the fifth floor, effectively ending the conversation. “I still need to shower. I’ll see you later,” she said, stepping off and heading to the left towards the locker room.

“Lindsay,” Stella called from behind her. Lindsay stopped, slowly turning around. The distractions were killing her! She just wanted to run into the locker room, tear Danny’s clothes off, and have her way with him, not stand around and talk to her colleagues! With annoyance present on her face, she glared at Stella, waiting for an answer. “Be good. Clock out before you and Danny decide to…” She struggled to find the right words.

“Get it on?” Lindsay finished, grinning wildly at her. “Duly noted.” Stella just shook her head before turning to the right, evidence bags in hand. Lindsay started to walk towards her intended target, but quickly changed course and decided to do just as Stella had suggested. If anyone found out that she and Danny had done something inappropriate on Mac’s time, they’d surely get fired. That was the last thing she needed. Lindsay quickly ran to her desk and logged herself out, as well as Danny, then finally made her way back towards the locker room.

Pour yourself over me
Until there's nothing left to see, yeah yeah
Oh, because I like the way you move in the dark
And I like the tension, the tension and the spark, oh
Because I like the way you move in the dark, oh
You know I like the tension, the tension and, the tension and the spark, oh

Lindsay paused for a moment as she stepped up to the locker room door. The sexual tension, although still there, had dissipated quite a bit now that she’d been forced away from her would be lover for the last twenty minutes. Even though her mind had cleared somewhat after being clouded with desire, the second she pushed the door open and found Danny resting his back against his locker, his shirt discarded on the floor at his feet and arms crossed over his bare chest, it all came rushing back. For a fleeting moment, an image of James Dean popped into her head as Danny stared back at her, those sapphire eyes smoldering with need and desire. He pushed himself off the locker and sauntered up to her until their bodies were barely a breath apart. His gaze intensified as he looked down at her, and she swallowed hard when he started to lean over, his hand coming up to her face guiding her lips towards his for a deep, all consuming kiss.

A whimper escaped Lindsay’s mouth when Danny suddenly pulled away from her. Chocolate eyes shot open to find her soon to be lover staring down at her with a smirk on his face, those sapphire pools twinkling with lust and mischief. “Danny?” she questioned, finding the gaze unnerving and possibly frightening. Whatever was on his mind, Lindsay could tell he’d been thinking about it for a while now.

Danny quickly grabbed her waist and pulled her towards the next row of lockers, finding it a little more private for what they’d be doing in a few minutes. Pushing her against one of the lockers, he took his time memorizing every detail, every little nuance of her body as his arms came to rest on the cool metal on either side of her head. Lindsay continued to stare at him, wondering what he was thinking, until he pressed his lips against hers again for another, deeper kiss that lasted several long moments before he pulled away again, leaving her whimpering for more. She was getting sick of all this teasing, wanting him to get on with it already, but Danny had other plans.

This physicality
Shifting me chemically
Such power over me
It's just desire

“How bad do you want me?” he whispered, those sapphire eyes staring down at her with such intensity that Lindsay was at a loss for words as she gazed back at him, her mouth having fallen open with shock and awe. “I guess I’ll just have to find out myself,” Danny added as his right hand started to travel down her body from her shoulder, over her ribcage, and along her hip until it rested at the hem of her short skirt. Lindsay gasped when it disappeared beneath the denim and cupped her dampening sex through her panties. A warmth colored her cheeks a shade of crimson before she locked eyes with him again and noticed that cocky half grin on his lips. “That’s what I thought,” he replied, his fingers stroking her through the soft cotton fabric.

It took Lindsay several seconds to regain her equilibrium after feeling those strong fingers find their target. Her head had rolled back against the locker as she let out a deep moan when he found her clit and began stroking it. The pleasure had been so intense those first few seconds that she’d wanted to rip off her clothes and beg him to fuck her, but finding that balance between gratification and resistance, she finally replied, “You know I want you, but do you still want me?” Her left hand trailed down Danny’s bare chest, fingers playing against warm, rippling muscles until she reached the waistband of his jeans. For a moment, she played with the button, circling her index finger around it before finally popping it open. The zipper came next then without warning her hand disappeared beneath the fabric and grabbed hold of his hardening manhood.

Danny gasped as his head rolled back, all thoughts and speech escaping him as Lindsay’s small hand slowly stroked him to full attention. He couldn’t believe she’d made such a bold move. Lindsay Monroe was definitely not your average girl, that was for sure, and the more of this throw-caution-to-the-wind side of her personality she showed, the more it turned him on. Glancing down at her with half lidded eyes, he could see she was enjoying her power trip, her hand still firmly gripping his shaft as he stood before her, a slave to her ministrations. She smirked and looked up at him, boldly replying, “I guess that answers my question.”

Lindsay’s small hand continued its firm, long strokes as Danny slowly felt that animalistic need to ravage her bubbling up from the depths of his primal mind. He leaned in, capturing her mouth in another searing kiss, their tongues fighting for dominance as his right hand pulled at her panties, yanking them down enough to expose the soft tuft of hair covering her sex. His fingers ran through it before he grabbed a handful and softly tugged, prompting Lindsay to moan against his lips. He grinned in satisfaction, the power shifting back into his favor when he felt her hand come to a stop, now only resting at the base of his cock while she finally gave up the struggle for dominance with his tongue. The tips of his fingers finally made contact with the moist skin of her nether lips, compelling her hips to thrust against them needing more of his touch. He had Lindsay right where he wanted her; wholly and completely under his spell.

I know it's treachery (shifting me chemically)
I know it's just skin deep (such power over me)
I know I should resist
I'm just too tired
Too tired

Wrapping his free arm around her waist, Danny led her towards the wooden bench between the rows of lockers, never breaking their kiss as he laid her out on the hard surface. He continued to explore her mouth as his right hand trailed away from her slick folds to caress her inner thighs. Again, Lindsay softly moaned against his lips, her free hand snaking to the back of his head and grabbing a clump of his soft hair, pulling gently as his kisses moved away from her mouth and down her neck. Her other hand remained gently clamped around his member, slowly starting to stroke it again as his lips ran down the valley between her breasts and over her flat stomach until they reached the hem of her shirt.

Danny used his free hand to pull it up, exposing the well toned muscles of her abdomen. His lips found her hot flesh again, his tongue ever so softly licking over it until he found her belly button. Dipping it inside for a mere fraction of a second, her hips arched up in pleasure, her hand finally releasing him from her firm grasp and slipping out of his pants. He did it several more times before moving lower until he reached the waistband of her skirt. Pausing for a moment to sit up and stare down at the writhing woman beneath him, Danny smiled before removing his hand from her hot sex and using it to slip her powder pink panties down her muscular legs until they dropped on the floor.

Lindsay felt a cool breeze where his hand used to be and looked down to find him getting rid of her underwear before lifting up her skirt and exposing her now bare pussy. The smile on his face told her he liked what he saw, and when his hands fell onto her knees, parting them until he exposed even more of her glistening folds, she knew what was coming next. Biting her bottom lip, she watched as Danny kneeled down between her legs, his hands running over the soft flesh of her inner thighs, sending jolts of pleasure up and down her spine. His hands were soon replaced with his lips which traveled reverently up both legs, refusing to make contact with her sex until he was sure she couldn’t hold out any longer.

There's just one thing missing
One thing missing here is
Love

It didn’t take long for Lindsay to finally give up the power struggle and beg, “Danny, please,” her voice filled with desire and need. Again he gave her that cocky grin, his lips slowly kissing up from her right knee towards the glistening juncture between her legs, then finally giving her what she so desperately wanted. Running his fingers through the soft, fine hairs covering her sex, they soon dipped between her slick folds and spread them open revealing her engorged clit and inner lips.

The scent of sex hit Danny like a ton of bricks, propelling him to close his lips around the little nub and suck gently. Lindsay cried out, her right hand grabbing a good clump of his hair and pushing his face closer to her dripping pussy, wordlessly begging him to release her from the slowly evolving orgasm now building in her loins as his tongue flicked the bundle of nerve endings. It sent her mind spinning and her hips arching upwards, the pleasure increasing as his tongue lazily made its way to her inner lips and tasted her for the first time. “Mmm… Delicious,” Danny murmured against them, his index finger now stroking her clit in concentric circles.

“Oh, God!” Lindsay cried out as her free hand pulled up the rest of her tank top, exposing her powder pink bra. She grabbed the left cup, pushing it down to expose her beast. Her fingers circled around the nipple then took hold of the little nub, pinching and twisting until it became a pebble against her hand. She let out a moan when the teasing began to coincide with what Danny was doing to her ever dampening sex. He’d kissed his way back up to her clit, wrapping his mouth around the little love button as he slipped a finger into her waiting entrance. A second soon followed, and the two quickly found a sensuous rhythm, slowly heightening Lindsay’s arousal until he found that one spot that made her cry out in sheer pleasure, “Oh, FUCK! YES!” Never had those words sounded so sexy coming from a woman’s mouth.

Looking up, Danny found her hand kneading her breast as her eyes squeezed shut and the rest of her body trembled in anticipation. She was so close; he could feel it from the way her walls clenched around his fingers. It wouldn’t be long before Lindsay came, and he wanted to watch the expression on her face when she finally hit her climax. Replacing his lips on her clit with his thumb, he slowly kissed his way back up her body, their eyes locking when she realized what he was doing. Those smoldering chocolate pools eyed him lustfully as he found his way to her exposed breast and moved her hand away before placing his mouth over the hard little nub. His free hand found her other unexposed breast and dipped beneath her bra to fish it out of its hiding place. He used his thumb to trace leisurely circles around the nipple before gently flicking it repeatedly.

Lindsay’s head rolled back against the wooden bench as she squeezed her eyes shut again, her body lost to the sensations created by the man now lying on top of her. If she had known Danny was such an incredible lover, she would have let this happen long ago. But time was quickly forgotten when she felt his lips cover her neglected breast. She grabbed the hem of her shirt, pulling it over her head in one swift motion before struggling to unclasp her bra and discarded it as well, leaving her upper body completely naked and ready for him to ravage with those incredible lips and that skilled tongue.

Feeling his mouth leave her nipple and not returning to the other, Lindsay opened her eyes to find Danny kissing his way back up her neck until he reached her lips. They locked onto one another, feverishly kissing as her hands came up to cradle the back of his head. It wasn’t long before he pulled away, his face inches away from hers, watching her intently as she cried out yet again when his fingers rapidly pumped into her, hitting that magical spot repeatedly, and his thumb roughly circled her clit, kicking the sensations up yet another notch. “Cum for me, baby,” Danny whispered in her ear, feeling the tight clamping of her walls that indicated it would only take a few more strokes to get her off. Lindsay’s face contorted in a absolute pleasure as her hips violently arched upwards, taking his fingers as deep as they’d go while a hoarse cry escaped her mouth. It echoed through the room sounding like a sweet symphony to his ears.

I like the way you move in the dark
I like the tension, the tension and the spark (so pour yourself over me)
You know, I like the way you move in the dark (so pour yourself over me)
You know, I like the tension, the tension and, the tension and the spark

Lindsay saw stars behind her eyelids as the earth shattering orgasm washed over her body, completely consuming her in pleasure she had never experienced before. None of her previous lovers had ever been this skilled with their fingers, and none had ever managed to get her off in such a satisfying way. Panting as she opened her eyes, she could see the cocky grin that had appeared on Danny’s face as he gazed down at her. Ever so slowly, he pulled his fingers out of her now satisfied pussy and brought them to his lips to suck off her juices. She grabbed his hand before it ever made its way to its intended target and took his fingers into her warm mouth, gently sucking on them. The shock she saw on Danny’s face as her tongue rolled around each digit, showing him what she was capable of, was enough to make her grin. The tides had turned again, and now she was back in that dominant role, waiting for her chance to strike.

“That was incredible,” Lindsay said, her right hand finding its way to Danny’s jean clad thigh and softly rubbing against it.

“I aim to please,” he replied, still smiling down at her as his fingers filtered through her amber locks. She smiled back, pulling him in for another deep kiss while her hand trailed up his thigh until it found his crotch again. Danny groaned against her mouth as he though, ‘Ah, shit, she’s doin’ it again.’ Before he had time to react, she was already sliding her hand into his boxers to wrap around his still rock hard erection. Thoughts failed him as he let instinct take over.

“I do too,” Lindsay whispered as she sat up, her skirt falling back into place when she turned to face him. Looping the fingers of her free hand around the waistband of his jeans and his boxers, she worked the clothing off Danny’s hips until they fell into a pile where he kneeled in front of her, his mind completely focused on her stroking and nothing else. Lindsay grinned again, finding herself in control of the situation when she noticed his eyes had closed and his head rolled back, the look of complete rapture present on his handsome face. “Stand up,” she commanded.

In a mindless haze, Danny followed her orders and stood up. She pushed him back against the row of lockers, still grinning like a Cheshire cat as she paused to admire his impressive size. Kneeling down in front of him, Lindsay leaned forward and started kissing the base of his dick. Her lips felt soft and moist against his hot flesh, sending a jolt of pleasure up his spine whenever they made contact. By the time she reached the tip, he was twitching with anticipation. Finally, she stuck her tongue out and licked the head of his penis, tasting a bit of precum. Her lips parted and she took him into her mouth, sucking on his head before running her tongue around the circumference of his cock.

Danny moaned in ecstasy, feeling her hot mouth wrap around him. He placed his left hand on her head, running his fingers through her hair as he felt her lips travel down his length sucking more of him inside her. One of her hands began to rub his balls, making him groan louder. A look down found her fiery chocolate eyes staring back up at him, and once their gazes locked, she began to bob her head back and forth along his dick. Sensations of pleasure ran through his body as she moaned, her mouth vibrating around his pulsing member. Her free hand slid around behind him to grip one of his ass cheeks, kneading it with her delicate fingers. He thrust forward into her wet mouth, the head of his cock pressing slightly against her throat when he was all the way in, but Lindsay was no stranger to blowjobs. She’d done this a few times before and was now somewhat experienced even though her techniques were always changing and evolving with every man she became intimate with.

Using every last ounce of knowledge she had, Lindsay slowly slid her mouth back up to the tip of his cock, letting go so her hand could give it a nice rub before she closed her wet mouth over the fat head again and savored the hedonistic thrills and spicy flavor of the manhood filling her mouth. She loved the feel of his hard flesh and the surging beat of his heart against the slow swirl of her tongue. Danny’s response was something between a growl and a purr as his fingers filtered through her amber locks again when she snaked her long, sensuous tongue through her full, pouted lips, coating his length with a volley of wet, lapping kisses. Using a well practiced blend of licks and sucks over every hard inch and blood popped vein, she showered him in a warm bath of pure female affection as his hand cradled her head while his hips moved in time with her mouth.

Lindsay’s incredibly experienced tongue teased the length of his bucking shaft before arriving at his balls, which she sucked into her waiting mouth. Humming around the hefty orbs, she quickly brought Danny to the brink of orgasm as she continued inflicting her tongue lashing strokes teased his jerking testes with the tip of her tongue. She meticulously tracing every line, crinkle, and fold of the quivering satchel, again taking the swollen orbs into the sanctity of her mouth and began sucking voraciously.

“Oh, God, Lindsay!” Danny panted, his voice coming out hoarse and full of need. “Don’t stop.” A smile came to her lips as she continued sucking his balls. She wrapped a hand around his shaft and began a rapid up-and-down motion. “Oh, GOD! LINDSAY! I think…” Danny’s voice trailed off as he neared his climax. She knew now was the time to return to her previous position and rapidly moved back to the head of his cock, closing her lips around the quivering shaft. She worked them all the way down his dick until his head was pushed against her throat and sucked hard before starting to clench her throat muscles around him. It wasn’t long before she felt him tense up against her, his hands tightly gripping her head, and he cried out, his cum shooting down her throat. Keeping her head pressed up against his crotch until the slow, drawn out orgasm finished, Lindsay swallowed his entire load then pulled back, leaving his softening prick to glisten wetly in the pale light of the locker room.

So pour yourself over me
(There's just one thing missing)
(One thing missing)
Until there's nothing left to see
(There's just one thing missing)
(The tension and the spark)
(One thing missing)

The intense physical exertion left Danny weak, and he slowly slid down to the floor where she kneeled in front of him. She wrapped her arms around his waist and tucked her head beneath his chin, softly kissing his neck and still tasting the sweetness of the orange soda that lingered. “Maybe we should take that shower now,” Lindsay suggested without moving from where she lay.

“One minute,” Danny breathed, still waiting for his heart to stop racing. He basked in the afterglow, his hand gently running through her hair as her fingers traced circles over his chest. Lifting her chin, he brought his lips down to hers for a soft, slow kiss that lasted several long minutes as their tongues merely mingled, never once trying to dominate one another. Lindsay moaned against his mouth when she felt his hand start to roam over her body and brushed softly against her breasts. It sent a tingle down her spin, but she quickly pushed it aside.

“C’mon,” she said after pulling away. Lindsay stood up and held out her hand for Danny. He took it gingerly standing up, his legs still somewhat wobbly after such a powerful orgasm. She shimmied out of her skirt, letting fall to the floor forgotten as their eyes locked again, his intense gaze stopping her in her tracks as she stood there facing him. It was her naked body that ignited the fire in Danny’s eyes. And he quickly wrapped his arms around her body, holding her against his chest as he bent forward to kiss her again. This time, the dominance returned, his tongue forcing its way into Lindsay’s mouth as she leaned heavily into his embrace, instantly giving in. She felt him slowly growing hard again and pulled away, licking her lips before taking his hand and leading him towards the showers.

They headed for one of the stalls towards the back, and Danny watched as Lindsay got the shower running, adjusting the temperature then turning back to him with a smile on her face. She motioned for him to step inside and he slid past her, letting his hand brush against her breasts as he walked beneath the warm spray of water, feeling it cascade down his body. Lindsay stepped in after, pulling the door closed. She was quickly greeted with eager kisses as his hands roamed over her body, cupping her breasts and giving each a light squeeze. Moaning softly, she felt her nipples harden with arousal. Her hand dripped down to his crotch and began stroking his length again.

Danny kissed along Lindsay’s throat while one hand continued to play with her breasts, her nipples becoming little pebbles against his fingers. He marveled at the way they fit in his palms, like two ripe grapefruits ready for the picking. His other hand traced down her stomach and found its way to her moist sex so he could finger her slowly. Reveling in the low moans coming from the young woman’s mouth, he felt his dick twitch within the light grip she had him in.

(So pour yourself over me)
There's just one thing missing
One thing missing
(So pour yourself over me)
(I like the tension, the tension and the spark)
(There's just one thing missing)

Lindsay suddenly realized that after all the incredible foreplay they’d been having Danny had yet to actually penetrate her. She had the feeling that would soon change, and was quickly proved right when he slid both of his hands around her body to her ass, firmly cupping each cheek. A contented sigh escaped her lips as he turned her to the side so her back was against the cold white tile wall and lifted her upwards. She willingly wrapped her legs around his waist, feeling his cock rub over her stomach before it brushed against her pussy. After a few moments of adjusting her position, she finally felt ready and allowed Danny to slowly push into her slick folds.

“Oooohhhh, Gooooood!” Lindsay shuddered, grinding her hips forwards against him to help push more of his thick length inside her as her head tilted back, a deep moan escaping her lips. He purposefully went as slow as possible making sure she felt every single inch of his throbbing cock slide into her. Judging by her throaty moans, Lindsay not only felt every inch, but she enjoyed it as well. Her arms hooked around his neck and she pulled herself forward rubbing breasts against his chest.

The sensation of her pert little nipples rubbing against his skin set Danny’s mind ablaze with fiery lust. Their lips met in another passionate kiss with Lindsay releasing load moans against his mouth every time his cock pounded into her. Danny soon pulled away, burying his face in her cleavage and rubbing side to side before closing his mouth around her left nipple to suck on it. Lindsay arched her back, pressing her breast against his face as she felt his tongue flick over the sensitive nub relentlessly. Her eyes rolled back into her head as her mouth hung open releasing near constant sounds of ecstasy. His thrusts became harder, slamming her back against the wall with greater force. The increased roughness only made her cry out louder and dig her nails into his skin leaving the same crescent shapes she left on his arm earlier. She brought her hand up to the back of his head and pulled him even further against her chest. His teeth bit down against her nipple causing her to shudder and moan loudly.

The incredible mix of his mouth on her breast and his cock pounding into her pussy sent Lindsay’s closer and closer to yet another orgasm. Her toes clenched and her hands tightened into fists as she tensed up. Gasping for breath a couple of times before finally throwing her head back, she let out a loud scream that echoed through the room when Danny hit that magical spot that made her cum instantly. Her walls clamped down around his member making it hard for him to continue thrusting into her.

Danny enjoyed the tightness of Lindsay’s pussy squeezing around him when she came, but it was the involuntary twitches that moved through her afterwards that finally coaxed him into his own climax. Gripping her ass hard and giving a final forwards thrust that buried him to the hilt, he bit down on her nipple and started to shoot his load. Lindsay cried out again as she felt his teeth pinch her breast and his hot cum blast into her. It sent her into a second mini-orgasm and her pussy grew tight around him again, milking his shaft of whatever remained.

They heaved against each other’s chests slowly coming down from their pleasure highs while the warm water continued to wash over their hot bodies. Lindsay rested her head against Danny’s shoulder, her eyes closing as she replayed every last detail of the encounter in her mind. A content sigh escaped her lips as she snuggled closer to his warm shoulder and kissed his soft skin. It was a long while before she heard him whisper into her ear, “Wake up, Lindsay.”

One thing missing here is...
Love

‘Huh?’ she thought, becoming slightly confused. ‘I’m already awake.’

“Lindsay, wake up,” Danny’s voice sounded a little more urgent this time. She felt a hand on her cheek and started struggling to open her eyes. “Lindsay, can you hear me? Lindsay?!” Fear was now present in her colleague’s voice as he called her name, trying to rouse her. He tapped his hand against her face, the gentle slap finally making her eyes fly open and stare up at the man gazing down at her.

“I’m awake, jeez,” Lindsay griped before glancing around and seeing she wasn’t in the locker room shower, but still on the floor of the Mediterranean deli, her head resting in Danny’s lap as he continued to stroke her cheek. She noticed the orange stains on his white shirt and immediately realized that whatever had happened in the last few hours was all a dream. Disappointment crossed her features as she closed her eyes again and rubbed her throbbing head with her hand.

“Oh, thank God! I thought you were dead!” Danny’s voice was noticeably more relaxed as he cradled her lithe body in his arms. He sighed, bringing her in for a tight hug before letting her go. Lindsay gazed up at him, the look of puzzlement on her face.

“How long have I been out?” she asked, still glancing up at him.

“Quite a while,” Danny replied. “You took a pretty bad fall and I thought for a second you’d cracked your skull or somethin’.” His sapphire eyes were soft with concern, but the smile on his lips assured her everything would be alright. “You scared me, Linds,” he softly added, his thumb running along her jaw and sending that familiar pang of desire running through her body.

Seeing and feeling the depth of his concern, Lindsay found herself grabbing his shirt and pulling him down so their lips met in a soft, delicate kiss. This time, it wasn’t a dream, and as his arms wrapped around her torso, she let go of all her inhibitions and parted her lips letting his tongue slip into her mouth, deepening the kiss. Just as she’d imagined, Danny was a great kisser, and even though it didn’t last long before they were interrupted by footsteps coming their way, Lindsay was still left feeling elated and satisfied.

“Guys, is everything alright?” Stella called from behind one of the shelves before stepping into view. She’d heard Lindsay’s shriek and Danny’s cursing some time ago, but didn’t decide to check it out until now. What she found in the aisle was a good deal of orange soda and the two of them sitting on the floor, their arms wrapped around each other. She caught them just as they were pulling away from an embrace, their hands over their mouths covering all traces of their kiss. But Stella knew. It didn’t take a genius to figure out what had happened, and she grinned as Lindsay gingerly stood up, still rubbing the back of her head.

“Yeah,” Danny huskily replied as he too slowly stood up and brushed off the droplets of orange soda clinging to his skin. The rosy blush on his cheeks matched that of the younger woman standing beside him as they stole a glance at each other, smiles playing at the corners of their mouths.

“I think I’m gonna head back to the lab and shower,” Lindsay said, her gaze directed towards Danny. They exchanged a heated expression, a mixture of the tension and the spark that had always been between them, before he looked away as if he knew what she was thinking.

“I’ll come with you,” Danny replied, hurriedly packing up his things and following Lindsay out the door.

“Hey, can you guys take some of the evidence back with you?” Stella called after them.

“No!” they both yelled in unison, scurrying out of the deli and down the street towards Lindsay’s department issued Avalanche. She tossed him the keys and they were quickly off with the sound of squealing tires on pavement.

Stella just shook her head and grinned as she watched them peel out of the parking space and down the road in the direction of the lab. “Kids will be kids,” she said to herself before rejoining Mac beside the dead body.

Fin!