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  Danny cleared his throat. “So do you need any of that stuff? Or I thought maybe a bath might feel good.”

  Kat shook her head. “I’m good. Just hold me.”

  Because being in your arms like this is the safest, happiest, and most peaceful I have ever felt.

  “I can do that,” Danny answered hoarsely.

  A long time passed as Kat drifted in and out of sleep in Danny’s arms.

  “I’m gonna lay you down, Kat,” he finally whispered, pulling her out of her half-sleep. “’Cause I’m afraid I’m going to fall asleep and drop you.”

  Kat nodded, Danny loosened his arms, and she dropped back onto the bed.

  Danny nestled in behind her and pulled the comforter over them both. One arm slipped between her head and pillow, while the other wrapped around her mid-section, pulling her right up against the front of his body.

  “We should probably talk about how we’re going to handle Sunday dinner,” Kat mumbled sleepily against his bicep. “I’m thinking maybe you should sit this one out and let me handle it.”

  “The hell I will.” He brushed his lips against the top of her head. “After what happened at the club last night, shit’s gonna hit the fan. And I’m not gonna let you face that alone.”

  “You sure?” Kat replied, yawning again. “I can manage.”

  “Yeah, I know you can, but I’m not going to let you. We’ll figure out how to deal with everyone when we wake up.”

  Danny pressed his nose against her hair and inhaled deeply. He dropped his head and pressed soft kisses at the hairline behind her ear, causing Kat to sigh and squirm against his body.

  Danny inhaled sharply when her movements brought her butt against a surprising (at least to Kat) erection.

  “You want to do it again, Danny?” she asked drowsily, already moving against him. His hand found her hip and squeezed, pulling her back harder against his body. Danny pushed up, Kat pushed down, and pretty soon they were grinding hard on each other.

  “Mmmm…that feels so good,” she whispered.

  Danny reached around and slid a big, warm hand between her thighs, gently lifting her leg up far enough for him to slide his erection between them. Kat gasped as he slowly, rhythmically, began rubbing his erection against her labia from behind.

  “God, you feel amazing,” Danny breathed into her ear, continuing to work Kat into a fevered frenzy with his thrusting. He licked up her neck and nuzzled the space behind her ear. “So fucking wet…” When he opened her up farther and pushed harder, making contact with her clitoris, Kat moaned loudly.

  She fisted her hands into the sheets and pushed back against him, making Danny groaned.

  “Put it in this way, Danny,” she breathed out, suddenly desperate to feel him inside of her again. “I’m ready.”

  “No, not tonight, sweetheart. I’m dying to, but you’re gonna be sore enough as it is…” Danny continued thrusting against her and Kat exhaled a frustrated groan. “But I can make you come this way. Without pain.” He pressed his hand into the middle of her back, bending her forward slightly, as he kept up the rhythmic sliding of his erection against her core.

  Every time it slid against her clitoris, Kat got louder, until the sound of her moans filled the room.

  “Does that feel good, sweetheart?” he asked thickly.

  “Oh, God, yes, Danny…”

  “Fuck…” Danny buried his face in her neck and panted against her damp flesh, still sliding himself against her over and over and over. “I want to fuck you so bad right now, Kat…as hard as you can take…”

  “Oh, yes…do it…please…” Kat reached down between her legs to stroke him as he moved against her and he groaned.

  “I can’t…but let me make you come…” Danny gripped her hipbone, increasing his rhythm and thrusting harder.

  A few more strokes had Kat on the precipice. “Oh…oh…oh…”

  Kat fisted her hands in the sheet, Danny thrust one more time, brushing against her clitoris, and she broke apart. Loud, inarticulate noises filled the space her moans had occupied as she rode out her orgasm, still rubbing herself against Danny’s erection again and again.

  “That’s right…” he whispered into her ear, increasing the pressure and pace of his thrusts. “Yeah, keep using me, sweetheart…ride it like that…‘cause I wanna make you feel so good…”

  Oh…God…

  Kat suddenly felt dangerously close to having another orgasm. One more thrust – one more second of dirty talk – and she was going be done for.

  “I’m gonna give you some time to heal up…” Danny continued thrusting against her, his hand coming up to fist in her hair. He gently pulled her head the side and nipped at her neck. “Then I am going to start fucking you and not stop for a long, long while, Kat…and I want you thinking about that, my dick buried as deep as you can take, fucking you over and over, until–”

  Aaaaaand, there she went.

  “Danny!” she gasped out as another orgasm rocked her body. More inarticulate noises joined the litany of his name whispered again and again, as Kat slowly floated back down from the orgasmic heaven he’d just thrust her into.

  Twice.

  Three times, if you counted the kitchen table.

  Every muscle in her body relaxed all at once and Kat fell back, boneless, against Danny’s torso. “For God’s sake…” she began, voice hoarse from all her panting and yelling. With a contented sigh, she scooted back farther, until they were flush against one another. “You’ve gotta reign in that dirty talk a little, Danny. Otherwise I’ll just keep orgasming over and over and–”

  Danny scoffed. “I’ve gotta reign shit in?”

  The edge of affront in his voice had her glancing over her shoulder, brow quirked. “What?”

  “Could you be any fucking sexier?” Danny shook his head, brows low as he studied her.

  “Me?”

  Danny huffed. “Yeah, you. You’re driving me out of my fucking mind. And you’ve only had sex once. A whole hour ago.”

  Kat grinned. “Well, I’ve always been a fast learner.”

  “You don’t say.” Danny scoffed, astonishment all over his face. “I can’t even imagine the hell on earth you’re gonna give me with a little experience under your belt.”

  Kat turned all the way around to face him, grin tugging at her lips. “You sound afraid, Danny.”

  “Hell, yeah, I’m afraid!”

  Kat’s grin got just a tiny bit wider. “Good. You kinda should be.”

  Danny paused, his expression blanking out as he cleared his throat with a shrug. “Also, just so you know, that first time will be the last time I ever come before you, so don’t worry about that.”

  Kat reared back. “What are you talking about?”

  “I tried holding out earlier, but it just felt too damn good being inside of you. But it won’t happen again, Kat. I promise you that.”

  “You tried holding out for what?”

  Danny’s eyes filled with some concern Kat just knew was nonsense. “It was your first time and I couldn’t even hold out long enough to make you come.”

  “That’s what’s bothering you?”

  “Fuck, yeah, it is,” he shot back, hand running over his shaking head. “It’s my job to make sure you come first, Kat. Every time. I just couldn’t hold out that time. I’m sorry. Won’t happen again.”

  “I did come first!” At his questioning look, Kat pointed downstairs. “Uh, on the kitchen table, remember? And you just made me orgasm again five seconds ago! Twice!”

  Danny scoffed. “I’m not talking about that. I’m talking about you getting off while I’m fucking you.”

  Kat took in his pained expression and, after a brief pause to process his ridiculousness, laughed.

  Men and their fragile egos.

  “Danny, be serious. I read that sexually-experienced women only orgasm from intercourse twenty percent of the time, so, the chances of that happening the first time were slim to none.” When his expression r
emained firmly in the guilt-ridden zone, Kat couldn’t help but laugh again. “Danny, come on!”

  He shrugged again before pulling her into his embrace and burying his face in the crook of her neck. “Whatever. Doesn’t matter. Won’t happen again. I don’t give a fucking shit about any ‘twenty percent,’ either. I’ll make you come off my dick at least one time, every time, or die trying.”

  Kat huffed. “First of all, I did ‘come off on your dick’…yeah, it was from the outside, but it’s still the same principle. And, second of all, I’ve been orgasming off you since we met, Danny. I’m pretty sure having actual intercourse with you is only going to increase the frequency of it happening.”

  His shocked silence and the sudden stillness of his body made Kat smile. And blush like crazy.

  Danny slowly lifted his head and met her eyes, his wide. “What do you mean, ‘since we met?’”

  “What do you think I mean?” Kat’s lips curled slowly as her eyes widened in faux innocence. “Oh, did I forget to mention that I’ve been indulging in sexual fantasies about you, awake and asleep, since we met?”

  “Jesus Christ, Kat…” he half-whispered, half-groaned.

  “Don’t worry, caro. No need to be afraid. I’ll do my best to be gentle in the future.” She tightened her arms and pressed a kiss to his chest, loving the way Danny shivered beneath her lips and hands. “Sort of.”

  Chapter Twenty-Five

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  Kat paused, hand gripping the doorknob, as she turned to meet Danny’s eyes. “You ready?”

  “Ready as I’ll ever be.” He gave Kat what he hoped was a reassuring wink. “Let’s do this.”

  Kat opened the door and stepped inside…

  “Look who’s finally here! We were starting to get worried about you!”

  Danny couldn’t see Marco yet, but he heard him just fine. Kat walked in farther and Danny followed, turning to shut the screen and front doors behind them.

  When he turned back around, there were seven pairs of eyes trained right on him in complete silence.

  Including Gia’s, that little traitor.

  “Well, well, well,” Stella said, smirking from her spot next to Nathan on the couch. She bounced Gia on a knee, head shaking slowly. “Look at what we have here.” Kat rolled her eyes as she pulled off her coat. She tossed it to Marco, who hung it up in the closet. “Knock it off, Stella, okay? Grow up.”

  Kat gestured for Danny to take his jacket off and, when he did, she tossed that to Marco, too.

  Stella’s brows rose, shoulder lifting. “What? Just trying to figure out what the hell I’m looking at here.” She stared Danny down. “What, with that shit-show last night he put on last night.”

  “Oh, you mean the shit-show you caused?” Kat shot back.

  “What shit-show?” Carlo asked, walking in and looking up from his phone.

  Gigi cleared her throat loudly. “Alright, everybody, enough chit-chat! Let’s eat!” She pinched Carlo’s cheek and then patted it as she walked by him. “And don’t say ‘shit-show’ in front of the little ones.” Gigi shot Stella a look. “Just because your Zia Stella has a port-a-john for a mouth, doesn’t mean you have to.”

  Stella stood and propped Gia on her hip. “As if you don’t, Gigi!” She scoffed. “Maybe we should we talk about the words flying out of your mouth at the club last night after somebody…” Stella shot Danny another look. “Did something to someone we love?”

  “Let’s go, Stella.” Nathan gave her a few gentle shoves until Stella had no choice but to precede him into the dining room.

  Danny made a mental note to hug the hell out of Stella as soon as she forgave him, because if it hadn’t been for her meddling…

  Stella turned and gave him a look that kind of scared him.

  Maybe I’ll wait to give her that hug.

  For about a decade or so.

  “Just ignore her,” Kat said quietly, coming to stand next to him.

  Nina chose that exact moment to shoot Danny a filthy look as she walked by. Hers wasn’t quite as scary as Stella’s, but it came pretty damn close.

  “And her.” Kat rolled her eyes. “I’ll talk to them all later.” She added, “Crazy people,” under her breath.

  Danny glanced down at her beautiful face, once again blown away by everything they’d done and said last night…by how much things had changed in ways he’d never have allowed himself to hope for.

  Danny tucked a lock of hair behind her ear and locked onto her eyes. “And what exactly are going to tell them?”

  Kat flushed, clearing her throat. “As little as humanly possible, that’s what.” She grabbed Danny’s arm. “Okay…go time.”

  Dinner went as well as could be expected with Stella and Nina on the warpath. Marco, Gigi, Carla, and Nathan were considerate enough to pretend everything was fine and the kids were clueless. Kat was pretty sure they’d noticed their zie giving Danny the malocchio, but luckily they seemed pretty disinterested in why.

  As it turned out, their two nutty aunts didn’t hold a candle to the Lego Marvel video game that had just been released. Or the huge cassata cake she and Danny had brought from Salvaggio’s Bakery.

  After everyone finished their dessert and coffee, Pops stood and said, “So, who wants to see my beautiful new hot water heater?”

  Kat eyed him, wondering what he was up to. Pops had a very specific after-dinner routine that consisted of stepping outside to smoke a few Camels before settling into his chair downstairs to watch a rerun or two.

  And he never deviated from that routine.

  Ever.

  Kat shot Stella a look, but she just shrugged.

  Nina did the same thing.

  But, Gigi?

  Well, the guilty look on her face told a long and sordid tale.

  Obviously Gigi had orchestrated this stupid little charade so the sisters could get Kat alone for an interrogation.

  Pops leaned over and clapped Nathan on the shoulder. “Nathan, I know you’re gonna want to see this, right?”

  Nathan’s brows furrowed. “Well, I saw it when I installed it…” When Pops’ eyes widened and he jerked his head toward the basement, Nathan nodded slowly. “But, yeah, sure, Pops.” He stood and unlatched Gia’s high chair tray. Nathan pulled off her bib, wiped her hands and face quickly and lifted her to his chest. “Let’s go take another look.” Nathan gestured to Danny. “Come on, Mac. You’re gonna want to see this thing. It’s a real nice forty gallon.”

  Kat watched Danny slowly push to his feet. He shot her an inquiring look and she nodded once. A few minutes later, all of the men and children were downstairs, leaving Kat to satisfy enquiring minds.

  All by her lonesome.

  “Let’s go into the back bedroom,” Gigi said, already ushering people up from the table and down the hallway. “With our big mouths, they’re bound to hear every word.”

  Kat waited until all five of them were stuffed into the small bedroom and the door was shut.

  She sank to the edge of the bed and shot Stella a look. “Stop being such a bitch to him, Stella. You, too, Nina. He didn’t do anything wrong, so just knock it off.”

  Stella leaned forward. “Uh, were we at the same club last night? You were bawling, Kat. Hysterically. I have never seen you do that and I never want to see you do it again.”

  “What is with you two and cops?” Nina interjected, running a hand over her dark, spiky hair. “I’ve told you, Kat, more than once: Don’t date a fucking cop. They are all egotistical pigs who drink too much and cheat on their wives. Not to mention their girlfriends.”

  “Hey!” Stella turned to face Nina. “Can we not generalize here, Nina? Nathan doesn’t do any of that!”

  Nina waved off her affront. “Of course not Nathan. But Nathan is…” She paused, blowing out a hard breath. “I don’t know what-the-fuck…but he’s just different. Now, Danny?” Nina shook her head again. “That is begging for a world of heartache, Kat.”

  “I think Kat can make her own decisi
ons, Nina,” Carla said quietly. “She’s a smart woman and I’m sure she knows what she’s doing.”

  Kat shot her a grateful look.

  “Come on, Carla! Kat is no match for a man like that!” Nina lifted a hand in Kat’s direction. “No offense, Katters, but you’re not. That man will chew you up, spit you out, and move on to the next Badge Bunny before your head stops spinning. He’s a great guy, but that doesn’t make him relationship material.” She leaned against the wall, arms crossing over her chest. “Just stick to your nerdy dudes at work…’cause, trust me, there is no way you are handling a man like Danny McDonough.”

  Kat scoffed. “Well, I seemed to handle him just fine last night.” She absorbed their shocked silence and took in their gaping stares, a tiny smile tugging at her lips. She lifted a shoulder. “Rocked his world…a few times, actually.”

  “Jesus, Mary, Joseph, and one of the Wise Men,” Gigi breathed out, dark eyes wide.

  “Are you saying you had sex with him last night? Is that what you’re telling us right now, Kat?” Nina asked. “Is that what I’m hearing? Because I will go down there and kick his ass from here to Detroit, if that is what you’re saying!”

  Stella rolled her eyes. “Easy, Robocop.” She turned back to Kat, a wondrous expression on her face. “Did you really do it, Kat?” When Kat nodded, Stella searched her eyes. “Oh. My. God. How was it?”

  “Jesus, Stella! Does that really matter?” Nina huffed. “Regardless of how good it was, we can’t have our baby sister screwing the king of the frat boys!”

  Stella scrunched up her face. “Just…shut up, Nina!” She turned back to Kat, eyes wide. “Tell me how it was. No, first tell me if you’re okay and then tell me every single damn detail.”

  “I’m fine.” The memories of what they’d done and said flooded Kat’s brain, causing her to grin again like a lovesick teenager. “It was wonderful, actually.”

  Nina grabbed the back of her neck, head shaking.

  Carla beamed at Kat, nodding.

  Gigi was fanning herself like she was about to pass out.