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Lieutenant Danny Reagan was a man of many talents. He was a top rate investigator, a cop's cop, a proud Marine. He could fix cars and work with every tool handed to him. Danny had worked long enough in construction he could build almost anything. Danny's skills ranged from the most gentle with his wife and children to deadly should anyone provoke him. His anger fired up at anyone who came near a small child or a woman with an unkind touch. While his temper was soft with his family. Harsh words rarely falling from his lips when speaking to his wife. A loud voice only when his children's safety was at risk or he needed to get their attention quickly. He was skilled with his hands in multiple ways. From hand-to-hand combat to diapering a baby. Danny's touch could kill someone with just the right amount of force yet never lay a finger upon his wife's body unkindly. His hands sweetly traced the contours of her skin, feeling the smoothness under his fingertips. Danny was equally skilled with his mouth. From being able to negotiate with a perp to taking command on the scene. Danny's mouth not only eloquently spoke it placed feather light kisses to his wife's body. Pouring his heart into his kiss as he swept her off her feet, over and over again.
In the late August night, Danny and Linda Reagan were attending a party for one of Frank's nearest and dearest friends who was retiring from his many years on the force. Danny and Linda attending along with Jamie and Margaret, Jack and Kathleen, and Sean and Lucy. The children were being babysat by babysitters who had full background checks before being allowed near Reagan children without a Reagan watching over them. Earlier that day Linda had teased Danny with not showing him her dress until the last minute. He was suspicious when she came home from the store with it covered so he couldn't see. She said she wanted to surprise him seeing as how she knew he'd love it. She never expected him to pull her off the dance floor.
Linda walked along side Danny with a large grin as he walked them down a long corridor. Linda wondered where they were going. Danny pulled Linda into a dark meeting room, quickly shutting the door behind him.
"Danny, what are we doing in here?" Linda smiled.
"You look gorgeous." Danny stared at his wife from head to toe. She was wearing the necklace he'd given her many years ago. It settled in the center of her chest, only adding to the sex appeal of the neckline that showed just enough cleavage for Danny to be jealous of any man whose eyes lingered too long on his wife. Her tattoo on her chest standing out proudly. The dress stopped just above Linda's knees, leaving her long legs on display. The white strappy sandals she wore had a small but pointed heel. Her dress was a deep purple that Danny found mesmerizing next to her skin. Danny slipped his arm around her waist pressing her back against the wall, "You're right. I like the dress." His voice dropped to a whisper. Danny ran his fingers through her hair as he stared at her body.
Linda laughed, "I'm glad." She looped her arms around his neck pulling him close for a kiss.
The second their lips touched Linda felt Danny press himself against her. She smirked feeling him through his slacks. Danny slid his other hand down her side and under her dress. He danced his skilled fingers up her inner thigh searching her body. Linda gasped allowing Danny to push his tongue into her mouth. He pulled her soft panties to the side letting his fingers slip between the fabric and his wife's body. Danny stroked, pinched, and rubbed his wife until she was panting against his lips. If he was going to be frustrated all evening because of how she looked, he wanted to tease her back with frustrating her until she couldn't think straight. Linda's head rolled back, basking in the pleasure she found in Danny's touch as his lips made their way down her neck, to her chest. He traced the tattoo with his tongue before pressing a hard kiss over it. He continued on his track to the tops of her breasts, while dipping his finger inside his wife. Linda hooked a leg around Danny's waist giving him easier access to her. Linda craved to touch her husband. She pulled his crisp white shirt from his pants reaching up underneath both his dress shirt and tank top to scratch her nails down his back. Danny's lips met hers once again as he pulled his fingers out. Linda heard him fumble with the belt on his pants. She said a quick prayer hoping no one would find the two lovers having a quickie at a policeman's retirement party. Danny pulled his pants and boxers down just enough to give him some breathing room. Linda put her other leg around him letting Danny hold her up. His mouth on hers drowned her moan as he pushed into her. Danny's strong hands held Linda close as he sought release. Danny was first to catch his high. Already turned on from just seeing Linda in the dress, dancing close with her, holding her in his arms. He couldn't get enough of his beautiful wife. As Danny filled his wife, her body tingled as it spasmed. Pleasure coursing through her veins. All that mattered was how he felt inside her. How his lips crushed hers. How their bodies and souls connected. Linda and Danny rocked against each other lost in their own world. Danny carefully slid out of Linda not wanting to make a mess anywhere before wiping himself off with a few tissues. He tucked himself back into his boxers while Linda readjusted her panties.
"Shoot." Linda frowned.
"What?" Danny looked up at her wondering what was wrong.
"I popped a button on your shirt." She frowned, "I didn't realize when I pulled it out."
Danny shrugged his shoulders and tucked his shirt in, "No one will notice." He kissed her lips.
"They will notice my lipstick on you." Linda wiped a lipstick smudge off the side of his neck.
Danny wrapped his arms around his wife, "I love you. He smiled
"I love you." Linda kissed him sweetly, "I should check a mirror before going back out there." She tried to smooth out her hair.
"There's a bathroom through there." Danny pointed.
"I'll be right back." Linda quickly fixed her hair in the bathroom and readjusted her dress before joining Danny in the other room again, "Ready?" She asked him.
Danny nodded his head, "Think anyone noticed we were missing?" He asked.
Linda laughed as they exited the room, "In our family? Of course, they noticed."
The two made their way back to the reception hall where the retirement party was in full swing. Danny twirled Linda in his arms on the dance floor. Both Reagans lost in their life with each other. They had no idea that one day the nightmares Danny Reagan kept buried deep inside would erupt like a volcano. There would be no way to stop it. Danny would stumble on a case that would take not only his attention and energy away from his family when it was most needed. It would pull the worst of him to the surface. Everyone in his path would feel the rage of Lieutenant Danny Reagan as he left no stone unturned while he hunted for a man who would become one of the hardest criminals to catch in Danny's career as a police officer.