A/N: Thank you once again for the wonderful reviews and comments. I hope you didn't miss me too much ;)

I am sorry for leaving you hanging at the end of the last chapter. I just really wanted to get something up before I abandoned you all for a few days, but I was just too tired to write anymore so I ended the chapter on a bit of a cliffhanger.

So now I solemnly swear that the teasing stops right here. The following chapter is full of love and tenderness and Smut! Smut! Smut! I owe you guys after you were all so patient. Thanks again, and enjoy! Don't forget to review or comment - I'm totally addicted to your reviews and I don't want to go into withdrawal :)

Danny and Lindsay belong to me, right? No? CBS? Oh. Must have been a dream...

Lindsay sighed and stretched lightly as the early morning sunshine roused her from her peaceful slumber. She rolled onto her back and groaned. It was too early to be awake already. Hadn't she only just fallen asleep? She turned her head to peak at the clock on her bedside table, the red digital display telling her that it was 7:52 am. Definitely too early to get up, especially since this was one of the very few times since Lucy had been born that there had been no little girl in the next room begging for her parents attention.

She turned her attention away from the clock, staring up at the ceiling and trying not to let her eyes get too adjusted to the light in the room. She wanted to close her eyes and fall back asleep. Unfortunately, her internal clock was set on Lucy time, which meant that even without the annoying blast from the clock beside her, her body was telling her to wake up.

She felt Danny move on the bed beside her and turned her head to look at him, still sleeping peacefully. His facial features were so relaxed and boyish in sleep. There was none of the steely glare of the hardened New York cop when he was sleeping next to her. There was only the delicate skin of his eyelids which fluttered occasionally as he dreamed, the way his soft lips were parted as he breathed slowly and deeply, and the worry lines which were sometimes evident around his eyes during the day seemed to magically evaporate when he was lost in the oblivion of his slumber.

He was so beautiful. Inside and out. Absolutely perfect to her. A loving smile tugged at the corners of her mouth as she continued to cast her gaze over the sleeping man beside her, fighting hard to refrain from reaching out and caressing his face, memorizing his features with her fingers, as she had done the previous night.

She broke out into a radiant smile as she recalled the events of last night. She remembered how he had looked at her as he told her that he loved her. His bright blue eyes had been full of enduring tenderness and affection when she had told him that she loved him too. She remembered how his mouth had tasted when she had pulled him into a passionate kiss after asking him to make love to her.

She snuggled further into their downy comforter, closing her eyes and allowing her memories to flood over her.

His lips had been soft and delicate, and he pressed them gently to hers. She had immediately parted her lips to deepen the kiss and to allow him access to explore her own mouth with his tongue, which he had done eagerly. She had felt the familiar tingling that she got every time he kissed her, and she had moaned as his tongue sought out hers.

They had broken apart only when their mutual need for air had become too great, and Danny had continued to place gentle loving kisses at the corners of her mouth, then moved slowly down to her jaw, then her ear. Here he had spent a considerable amount of time, not only kissing her but whispering sweet nothings to her, reassuring her that she was the only one for him, his lover, his one and only, his soul mate.

As his mouth had been lavishing attention on her ear and her heartstrings, his hands had slowly made their way down to her naked breasts. He had cupped them tenderly, as if they were made of a rare and fragile substance, gently stroking the pads of his thumbs across her sensitive nipples. She had moved her hands, which had previously been tangled in the short hair at the nape of Danny's neck, down to his strong shoulders, then slipped them down onto his arms, holding onto his biceps and squeezing softly at each stroke across her sensitive peaks.

She had been so engrossed in the sensations Danny was causing on her breasts to realize that he had moved down from her ear and was trailing his tongue lightly down her neck, stopping momentarily to place an open-mouthed kiss to the hollow at the base of her throat. She knew that this was one of his favourite places on her body. He had told her once that he loved this particular area so much because of the fact that it was the half-way point between his two favourite parts of her - her mind and her heart.

As his mouth continued its journey downward, his right hand slowly began to caress its way down her flat stomach, tracing intricate designs on her skin with his fingertips. His mouth found her left nipple and he teased the area around the soft pink mound with flicks of his tongue and feather-light kisses. Then he took it into his mouth and swirled his tongue around the sensitive area, sucking at the same time, causing a moan of delight to rise from Lindsay's throat. She felt him take her nipple between his teeth and gently bite down at the same time as the fingers on his left hand pinched and twisted the pink tip of her right breast, causing them both to harden into taught little nubs and sending shivers down Lindsay's spine.

Then, never one to do a half-assed job, Danny switched sides, methodically recreating the actions of his fingers and mouth on the opposite breast, causing Lindsay to arch into him in an attempt to bring her body even closer to his, feeling the warmth of arousal spreading out from her core as she ached for him to hurry up and take her.

Danny had eventually moved on, continuing to torture and tease her as she squirmed under his careful attention. His hands were everywhere, stroking her arms, her stomach, her chest, her hips.

He slipped his fingers into the waistband of her skirt and panties, slowly dragging them down her body until she was completely free. Once again, the cheerleader outfit was treated with the utmost care, as he placed the skirt gingerly on the floor while her panties were flung over his shoulder without a second thought.

As his lips concentrated on the area around her belly button, his right hand rested in the soft curls that started just above her sex. She could feel him dipping his tongue into her belly as his fingers gently combed through her delicate hairs. He dipped a finger into her waiting slit and groaned with unabashed desire when he had found her wet for him, his proof of her desire for their physical connection.

He ran his fingers along her slit, increasing the pressure with each pass until she felt that she would burn up from the need she felt for him to enter her. She grasped the flesh of his shoulders tightly, trying control herself, trying not to dig her nails in too deeply as she fought for control of her body.

"Danny," she had moaned between panting breaths, "please... I changed my mind... please... You're going too slow."

Danny had lifted his head from her belly and met her gaze, a triumphant smirk set across his face.

"I'm not going too slow," he said, clearly amused, "You're just going too fast, baby. You need to relax and enjoy."

"No, please Dan," she was begging now, "I just need you to be in me."

He smiled wickedly up at her. "Your wish is my command."

And with that he quickly inserted his index finger into her waiting opening.

"Oooohhhh!" she cried out. It was nothing like having Danny's full length inside of her, but it felt so good. "More, please Danny, more!"

He complied, inserting a second finger along with the first. Lindsay could not help but arch up into him as he began flicking his tongue into her belly button, matching the rhythm of his fingers as they pumped in and out of her. His thumb soon found its way to her clit as he stroked it while maintaining his rhythm.

She moaned and sighed, tossing her head back and forth on the bed, forgetting her earlier resolve to have control over her body as he continued his loving ministrations. She knew that the sound of her voice when he was pleasing her was his greatest aphrodisiac, and that the more sounds she made, the more creative he got.

"Dan, baby, please," she begged, "please, I need you. Oh God, please Danny!"

He removed his fingers and she had whimpered at the loss of his touch. He then readjusted his body so that the backs of her thighs were resting on his broad shoulders, and his arms curled up under her ass giving him leverage to press her lower body against him. He lowered his face to her mess of curls and inhaled deeply.

"Montana, you smell so good," he said, his voice dripping with the need to taste her.

She lifted her hips slightly and he pressed his face more firmly against her core.

"Oh my God... Danny!" she cried as she felt his tongue swipe the length of her slit. She shivered uncontrollably as he lifted his head to look at her, his lips gleaming with her wetness.

"Mmmmm. You taste even better than you smell, baby," he purred, licking his lips.

He then dove back down and she closed her eyes and let the sensations of his talented mouth drive her closer to the edge.

He nipped and sucked on her clit, catching the bud between his teeth and tugging gently, making her scream his name with exquisite pleasure. He kissed his way down to her waiting opening and stuck his tongue out to prod the area gently. Once again she arched herself up and pressed herself to his face, urging him to continue.

She could feel the tight coil in her abdomen was ready to snap, and she let him know.

"Danny, oh my God, baby! Please, more. More! Oh God, I'm so close!"

Danny had taken the hint and had removed one hand from supporting her backside and had inserted first one, then another finger into her while moving his mouth back up to pay attention to the tiny bundle that was her clit. As he sucked and nipped and pumped into her, she was overcome, screaming his name over and over again while he continued to

stimulate her until her muscles had stopped contracting around his fingers.

She lay on her back, panting heavily, her eyes still closed as she enjoyed the sensation of her body continuing to tingle slightly after her orgasm. She giggled as Danny continued to lap up her juices, determined not to miss a single drop. When it appeared he was satisfied with a job well done, she felt him shift slightly on top of her and she cracked an eye open to peer down at him. He was resting his chin on her belly, staring up at her, with his mouth still glistening with her own juices. His fingers stroked her sides, moving from her hips up to the sides of her breasts, then back down again.

"Hey, beautiful," he whispered as a cheshire cat grin spread across his face. "Enjoy yourself?"

"Mmmmmmm," she sighed, "that was fantastic."

"I aim to please," he said, winking at her.

"You're such a good boy," she said teasingly, "now get yourself up here because I want a kiss."

Danny had complied willingly, and as he did so, she felt his hardness press against her. She took his face in her hands and licked his lips, tasting herself on him. The thought of what he had just done to her, and the memories still tingling on her skin got her aroused again instantly.

She pulled him to her and crashed her lips against his, shoving her tongue into his mouth eagerly. Her hands trailed down to his naked backside and squeezed, feeling his hardened length pressing against her belly, and he moaned in pleasured surprise at her roughness.

She pulled away suddenly.

"You're still wearing too many clothes, Messer," she purred, fingering the collar of his still buttoned, but now severely crumpled, work shirt. "I thought I told you a while ago to lose your shirt. Take it off and get on your back," she commanded him.

"Yes, ma'am," Danny said with a lopsided grin on his face and a twinkle in his eye.

He sat up and removed his shirt, exposing his entire body for her viewing pleasure. Danny was all lean muscle, not bulging out everywhere like some of the guys she saw at the gym, but just enough. Just enough for her to consider him the most beautiful man she had ever seen, and just enough for her to know she was safe with him when he held her in his strong arms.

After throwing his shirt haphazardly across the room, he moved from on top of her to the other side of the bed where he lay down, as instructed. As soon as he was settled, Lindsay had climbed on top of him, straddling his waist and pressing her warm wetness against the six-pack of his stomach.

She ran her fingers down his sculpted chest, stopping to flick and pinch his nipples, which caused him to hiss at the pleasure-filled pain.

"God, Montana," he moaned as she rocked gently back and forth on his stomach, "I need to be inside of you, babe, right now."

She smiled down at him, "Your wish is my command, baby," she said as she wiggled backwards on him until she felt the tip of his erection pressing against her entrance. She steadied herself by placing her hands on his stomach and plunged down, taking all of him into her all at once.

"Fuck!" Danny shouted into the room, "Oh my God! Baby, you're so fucking tight!"

At the same time Lindsay moaned with pleasure at finally, after all their teasing, being joined properly with the man of her dreams.

She waited for her body to adjust to his thickness inside of her. When she was satisfied, she began to rock back and forth, slowly at first, but she soon picked up the pace, knowing that by this time neither of them was going to last long.

Danny's hands had moved to her hips and guided her as she bounced up and down on top of him. She could see his eyes moving back and forth between watching his cock disappear inside of her and watching her breasts bounce in unison with her movements.

"Montana," he moaned, "Shit, I'm so close."

"I know baby," she said, her breathing ragged, "I know. Me too!"

She knew how much he liked to see her come before him, and how disappointed he had been in himself the very few times that he had been unable to hold back, so she began moving her hands toward her slick folds, aiming to help herself along. But Danny had seen what she was doing and grabbed her hand.

"You trying to put me out of a job?" he asked between heavy breaths.

"I thought you liked seeing me touch myself."

"I do, Linds," he reassured her. "It's so fucking hot when you do that for me. But right now only I get to touch you."

And with that, Danny rolled them over so that he was on top of her, grinning down at her again with the cheshire cat grin. He sat up and pulled himself out of her, causing her to cry out with the loss of the contact between them. He moved to the edge of the bed, draping his legs over the side and setting his feet on the floor.

"Come here," he said.

She crawled over the bed to where he sat.

"Stand up and turn around," he instructed her. She did as he requested and he pulled her in front of him, then he guided her down slowly and slid his erection into her once again, this time from behind and below. Her legs were spread wide as her knees rested on the outside of his thighs. It was a new angle for them, and immediately Lindsay began to eagerly grind herself into his groin.

"Easy, Montana!" he said, chuckling. "Give me your hands."

Trusting in him implicitly, she allowed Danny to take hold of both her hands. He lifted her arms above her head, bent at the elbows, then changed his grip so that he could clasp both of her hands in one of his. Lindsay moaned as she realized that he was immobilizing her, taking charge. Ensuring that she couldn't touch herself. God, she loved it when he took charge like that. To her there was nothing hotter than predatory, possessive, commanding Danny.

He placed gentle kisses to the back of her neck and shoulders. His free hand now traced down her body, stopping to squeeze her breasts and pinch her nipples, and finally snaking its way down and disappearing between her thighs and finding her clit.

Danny continued to rock up into her, and she kept grinding down on him. She wondered why they had never tried this position before. It was so amazing! She rested her head back on his shoulder and he pressed a soft kiss to her temple.

"I love you sweetheart. So much," he whispered to her. "So much."

"Baby, oh my God, you're so deep," she moaned, "Harder, Danny! Harder, please."

"Tell me that you love me," he said. "Tell me, and I'll go harder and deeper. Please baby, tell me."

"Danny, I... Oh my God... I love you... I love you... Harder, please!"

Placing another soft kiss to her cheek, he complied, matching his hard thrusts with her downward pushes, perfecting their rhythm as they got accustomed to the new position. His fingers were furiously rubbing her clit and she could feel the tension building inside her, and it was becoming unbearable.

With one final flick of her clit, one final thrust from Danny, she let go. Stars appeared before her eyes and she could hear a far-away voice shouting Danny's name over and over again as she came. Her whole body tensed, her toes curled and her back arched dramatically as she had the most intense orgasm she could ever remember having. Her muscles inside were clenching and releasing as Danny continued to thrust up inside her, intent on his own release.

His fingers still worked her clit, more gently now. Not wanting to disappoint him after her own spectacular climax, she continued to grind down on him.

"Fuck, Lindsay," he grunted into her shoulder, "I'm so close."

Hearing the desperation in his voice, Lindsay shifted her position slightly, rocking from side to side instead of front to back.

"I love you, Danny. You're so amazing and I love you so much. Please come for me, baby," she whispered.

Apparently that was all he needed as she felt his entire body tense up. Lindsay's change in position had also sparked her own arousal once again. Still riding the high from her last orgasm, she was surprised to find herself on the verge of a second - her fourth of the night.

With one final, deep thrust, Danny finally fell over the edge, moaning her name repeatedly as he did so. At the sound of her name being called out by her lover, Lindsay let herself be washed away with a second orgasm in as many minutes.

They had sat there, motionless, for several minutes, attempting to catch their breaths. Danny had released her hands and wrapped his own arms around her waist, pressing her back into his strong chest, resting his forehead against her shoulder.

"Wow," was all Lindsay could say. She mentally kicked herself for her lack of originality.

"I know," Danny replied. "Wow is right."

She smiled. "I like this position a lot, but there's one problem, honey."

"What's that, baby?" he mumbled into her neck as he began placing soft kisses there.

"I like to watch you when you come for me, and I couldn't see your face."

Danny lifted his head and pressed a kiss to her cheek. "We'll have to get a mirror for in here," he said, a smile in his voice.

They had scooted back up the bed and held each other in a loving embrace, Lindsay's head resting on Danny's chest, her arm draped possessively across his stomach. He rubbed her back gently until she felt herself drifting off toward sleep.

"Danny?"

"Hmmmm?"

"Did you really like the whole cheerleader thing?"

He had turned his head to look at her, his eyebrows raised.

"You know i did, Montana," he said, kissing her forehead. "Thank you so much. And Linds?"

"Yeah, Danny?"

"You know I'll never 'oogle' any girl other than you, right?"

She giggled into his chest, then looked up at him, a smile on her face.

"Is that a promise?"

"I'm pretty sure it was in my wedding vows, actually," he said. "But in case you missed it, I hereby give you a 'no-oogling' guarantee."

She laughed again and nuzzled into his chest once more. They lay in each others arms, legs tangled togtether under the warm blanket, sleep quickly creeping up on them.

"I love you, Danny," she murmured sleepily.

"Love you too, Linds," he said before pressing a kiss to her temple and allowing himself to drift off as well.

Lindsay smiled to herself as her thoughts retuned to the present. She looked at Danny still resting peacefully next to her. Her memories of the previous night were still fresh in her mind, and she found that familiar warmth spreading through her again as she thought of the way he had tenderly worshipped her body, making her feel like the only woman in the world.

She turned so that her whole body was now facing him, deciding whether or not to reach out and disturb him. She didn't think he would mind being woken up for a little early morning action.

"Didn't your mother ever tell you that it's not nice to stare, Montana?" Danny's voice was thick and rough and his accent heavy with sleep. "It's kind of creepy, actually. Do you mind?"

She smacked his arm playfully as a smile broke out on his face. He carefully opened his eyes, blinking until they adjusted to the sunlight filling the room. "What were you thinking about?" he asked knowingly.

She stroked his cheek with the backs of her fingers, then gently touched her index finger to the tip of his nose. "I was thinking about you," she said, "and how amazing you were last night."

"Well," he said beaming at her, "I try."

She moved her hand from his face to run it through his dirty blond hair, causing the little spikes from the night before, previously flattened by sleep, to stick up adorably all over his head once again.

"I was also thinking that while we have a rare morning without Lucy around, we should take advantage of it."

"Oh really?" he asked, his eyebrows raised and a smirk on his face. "What did you have in mind?"

Lindsay grinned at him with a wicked glint in her eye. "Come here and I'll show you!"

As Danny reached out for her, she pulled the covers up over their heads. Their shrieks and giggles filled the apartment. Soon, the giggles gave way to the sounds of love; soft moans, gentle pleading, and cries of ecstasy when, in unison, they reached their climaxes.

The End

A/N: So? Thoughts?

I had so many people comment that they loved the flashbacks from the previous chapters and I thought that looking back on their night together as a flashback itself would be interesting. I chose to do it from Lindsay's perspective as I think that the character of Danny is an open book - he wears his heart on his sleeve, whereas Lindsay can be harder to read. Also, not to disclude any guys who may be reading this, but I thought that having an insight into how it would feel to have Danny Messer make love to you *sigh* would be something that any woman with a pulse could appreciate ;)

I hope that those of you who have seen this story through to the end have enjoyed reading as much as I have enjoyed writing. Thank you all once again from the bottom of my heart for reading this story, adding it to your favourites or story alerts, and most especially thank you for reviewing. I can't express how much your beautiful comments and support have meant to me. I will definitely continue to write and post as long as there are people out there willing to read and review. Now that I have a taste for it, I don't think I could stop right now even if I wanted to - which I don't!