Midnight Confessions

Author's Note: This is especially for Princess♥BooBoo who after I wrote a story for WildThing~Becoming wanted to know why she couldn't have a story. I didn't really have an answer for that...so she got a request...and this was my reply.

Mallory glanced at the clock, than at the cell phone that rested on the nightstand next to it. With a sigh, she flipped onto her side and fussed with the blankets. Danny had promised he would come over when he finished his shift, but she was beginning to think it wasn’t going to happen. She jumped and squeaked as her phone blared out “New York City” by They Might Be Giants. Fumbling with it, she picked it up, and flipped it open. “Hey, Tiger,” she purred.

“Hi, babe. Did I wake you?” Danny asked.

“No. Where are you? How much longer are you gonna be?”

Mallory heard him sigh. “How mad are you gonna be if I don’t come over tonight?”

“Depends on your reason. Are you still at the station?”

Noises came through the line. “Nah. I’m at my place, but, babe, I am absolutely wiped.”

Mallory could hear him moving around and realized he was getting ready for bed. “That’s understandable. You sound really tense though. Why don’t you lay down and I’ll help you relax?”

“Mmm. That’s okay. I’m sure I’ll fall asleep as soon as I lay down.”

“Danny, let me do this for you,” Mallory replied, “or at least try to. I was going to seduce you tonight. Let me try something else.”

Danny groaned. “I hate my job. I really, really hate my job.” There was a squeak as he apparently lay down. “And what are you wearing for this big seduction?”

Mallory grinned, pushing the blankets down. “First tell me what you’re wearing. Don’t argue. It’s important.”

“Laying on my bed, babe, in just my BVDs.” His voice dipped into a lower register, sending shivers down her spine, “What are you wearing?”

“Remember when you came into the store a few days ago? And Emily and I were going through the lingerie shipment?”

“Mmm-hmm,” he murmured.

“Well, that navy one that caught your eye? The one with the peek-a-boo holes over my breasts? And the, um, easy-access? Remember that one?”

“That’s what you’re wearing?!”

Her grin widened as she imagined his reaction. “Yup.”

“Ya know suddenly I’m not so tired. Can you hold that thought for say thirty minutes or so?”

“Hold it, Tiger,” Mallory responded before he could hang up. “You may think you’re wide awake, but I’d rather not take a chance on you crashing that bike of yours.”

“You sure?” he asked.

“Yes. Lie back down and let me make you feel good.”

“And how exactly do you intend to do that with you all the way across town?”

“Oh, I’ve got my ideas. Put your phone on speaker and set it down.” While she was waiting, she put her own phone on speaker. “Are you ready?” she asked when she was settled.

“Depends on what you’re planning,” he replied.

“Well, I had this conversation with a friend about how the brain is actually the biggest sexual organ. And then I had a conversation with Emily about how it turns guys on to get anonymous sex phone calls. Now I realize that you called me and you know me…” she trailed off.

“But that actually makes it even sweeter,” he explained.

“Mmm,” she murmured, not sure where to take it now.

Danny seemed to understand her predicament because he said, “You said you had planned to seduce me tonight. Why don’t you tell me about it?”

“I’ll try.” Mallory hesitated, then fixed in her mind the way she had expected the night to go. “You let yourself into my apartment and call out for me. I answer. You enter the bedroom to find me sprawled across the bed, dressed in the teddy. The blankets have been pushed down and you have a clear view. I smile and greet you, ‘Welcome home, Tiger’.”

Danny groaned. “God, Mally.”

She grinned. “You stand for a moment, looking down at me. I want to tempt you. I want to draw you down to me and feel your hands on my body. I reach for my breasts, caressing my nipples through the lace.”

“And then what?” Danny’s voice had dropped into a lower register. Mallory recognized it from the times they had kissed and petted until Danny called a halt to the proceedings.

“You reach for your tie, loosening it and drawing it off. You still haven’t said anything to me, but you continue to remove articles of clothing. Your jacket and belt join your tie on the floor after you’ve set your gun and shield on my dresser. As you begin unbuttoning your shirt, I sit up and slide across the bed. Sitting on the edge, I slip my fingers into the belt loops of your pants and pull you to stand between my legs. Taking your hands off your shirt, I draw them down slowly and place them on my breasts.”

A strangled groan was Danny’s only response and she paused for a moment, then asked, “Too much?”

Danny swallowed so loudly she could hear it over the open line. “Just…gimme…a minute.”

She giggled softly, amazed she had gotten to him that quickly. “The object is to get you off, Tiger.”

“Yeah, but not quite yet, babe.” She heard him shift. “Okay. Go on.”

Mallory began to touch her body as she continued, gliding her hands up and down it as she described what she wanted Danny to do to her, “As you run your hands across my body, I untuck your shirt and begin unbuttoning it from the bottom. I pull your undershirt out as I go and lick my tongue across the line of skin I’ve bared. You shudder beneath my hands.” She moaned as she hit a sensitive spot on her body and took a second to compose herself. “I shuck your shirt, revealing your muscles, and trace them with my fingertips; delighting in the feel of them.”

Danny’s breathing was harsh over the line. “Mally, you’re killing me. I want to touch you so bad.”

“I wish you were here, too. I’d rather have you here touching me, than your voice over the phone.”

“Soon,” he promised. “Very soon, babe. Go on, please.”

“Where was I?” she asked.

“I was down to my guinea tee and pants and my hands were on your breasts,” he replied quickly.

“I run my hands up underneath your tee as you bend down and kiss me hungrily. Your mouth moves across me; kissing my cheek and then angling down my neck. While you continue to lick and kiss my neck, I reach down and cup your cock through your pants. You moan against my skin and I shudder at my power over you.” She paused and breathed in deeply. “Are you touching yourself, Danny?”

He groaned in response. “Yes. Don’t stop.”

“I won’t.” Smiling to herself at the agony in his voice, she picked up her narrative. “I lean back on my hands, offering my breasts up to you. You look at me for a moment, as if you want to memorize my image at this exact second in time, then kiss the valley between my breasts. You nuzzle the spot, then move over, and kiss my breast; sucking my nipple into your mouth. I moan in response, saying something like, ‘That feels so good, Danny, your mouth is so hot and wet on me. I love the feel of you. You know just how to touch me; how to turn me on.’ I drop down onto the bed and you follow, blanketing me with your body as I spread my legs.”

Danny’s breathing had sped up. “I’m so close, babe, so close.”

“Slow down, Danny,” Mallory cautioned, not wanting this to end too soon. “We’re not there yet. Pull your hands away if you have to.”

“I don’t want to,” he all but whined. “I want to cum with your voice in my ear describing what we’re going to do together.”

“You can cum,” she assured him, “but don’t you want to hear the rest of the story?”

“Keep going,” he replied. “I’ll try to hold off.”

Mallory could hear the strain in his voice and decided to skip some of her plans so he didn’t have to fight his natural reaction. “You’re pressing tightly against me and I want you inside so badly. While you continue to play with my breasts, beginning to move the teddy aside so you can touch skin, I reach down between us. You lift up so I have access to your pants. I quickly undo them and shove your pants and briefs down as far as I can. You stand up and quickly pull them the rest of the way off while I slide up to the top of the bed. You crawl towards me, all sinuous grace, and I spread my legs again; welcoming you home.” As she spoke, she slid her fingers inside herself, gasping at the feel.

“Oh, god,” Danny moaned. “Did you just do what I think you did?”

“Depends on what you think I did.”

“You just slid something inside yourself.”

“Just my fingers,” she confirmed. “I was going to use something, but since I was hoping for you tonight…”

“Oh, Gooood,” Danny groaned and for a few minutes all Mallory could hear was his harsh breathing. “God, Mally,” he finally whispered.

Mallory turned on her side, facing the phone, wishing she could see him. She listened as his breathing settled down into a more stable pattern. “Are you all right?” she asked when it seemed quiet.

“A bit sticky,” he admitted. “Can you hold on for a minute or are you too close to the edge?”

“This wasn’t for me, Tiger, I got what I wanted,” Mallory answered, withdrawing her fingers from her body.

“But I won’t be completely satisfied unless I hear you cum, too, babe,” Danny wheedled. “Slide those fingers back inside yourself and give me a moment to clean up.”

“All right.” Mallory frowned at the phone, wondering how he knew what she had done, but followed his directions. She heard movement on the other end of the phone as he apparently got out of bed. Closing her eyes, she waited, trying to keep herself on edge. She could visualize what Danny was doing right now as he went into the bathroom to get a washcloth. Knowing him, he hadn’t bothered to pull on his BVDs, but had walked naked into the other room. She wished she were lying on his bed, watching him walk unselfconsciously around and waiting for him to come back to bed. If he had come over tonight, she would have finally seen him completely naked because she would not have taken no for an answer. He hadn’t seemed to want to push her into sleeping with him, although they had kissed and cuddled; a few times he had even held her through the night, but as the months had gone on, she had gotten frustrated by him pulling back. Obviously her voice and the thought of her pleasuring herself turned him on so she didn’t understand what the problem was.

“Hey, you still there?” Danny asked.

Mallory cleared her throat, pulling herself out of her thoughts. “Yeah. All clean?”

“My body is. My brain on the other hand…” he trailed off for a minute. “The image of you spread out across your bed with your fingers sunk deep inside you…If I wasn’t so tired that would probably be enough for me to get it up again. Now it’s my turn for story time. I wanna hear what you sound like when you cum, Mally.”

“I guess. If that’s what you want. I’ll try.”

“I don’t want you to just try. I want you to close your eyes and pretend that I’m lying in bed beside you. You’re on your side with me spooned up against your back so that I can reach every part of your front. You’ve thrown your top leg over mine and my fingers are deep inside you, massaging your clit as you press back against my hard cock. I want inside you so badly and you know it, but I want to feel you shatter apart in my arms first.”

Mallory’s breathing sped up as she felt herself getting closer from the thought of him beside her like that. “Oh, god, Danny. Oh, Danny, I can feel it. I’m gonna cum.”

“Cum for me, babe,” he prompted. “I wanna hear you as you go over the edge. I want to take those sounds with me into sleep.”

“Ooooh,” Mallory moaned as Danny’s voice and her fingers took her over. She lay panting for a few minutes, than picked up her cell phone, not wanting to have to practically shout to talk to him. “Thank you.”

“Feel better now?” he asked.

“Oh, yeah.” She stretched and almost purred in contentment. “Will you answer something for me before we hang up?”

“Sure. Ask quickly though. I’m starting to drift off.”

She could tell by the sound of his voice that he had picked up his own phone and was cradling it, listening closely. “Why do you keep pulling away every time we get close to sex? Obviously it’s not me that’s turning you off.”

Danny sighed. “It’s not you. I just…Look, you know my background, Mally, and you also know I’ve been a bit of a player in the past. I don’t want to screw this up. I guess I pull away because I’m afraid you’ll think you’re just like the other girls.”

“Danny, I’ve known you for three years. I’ve seen the way your relationships go. We’ve already known each other longer than your longest relationship. So what can I do to get you over this hang up?”

“Oh, I think you’re little seduction scene tonight took care of a lot of my issues. Jesus, Mally, if that’s what you can do with your voice and your mind…” he trailed off for a moment before asking, “So any chance I can get the real thing at some point?”

“You never know. Am I going to see you tomorrow?”

“Yeah, provided I don’t get stuck at the house. It’ll be after midnight though most likely.”

“That’s fine. You have a key. And you know where to find me now.”

“Yes, I do. You about ready for bed? I’m fighting sleep here.”

“Mmm. I wanna change. You may think this looks hot, but it’s really uncomfortable,” Mallory answered, already getting out of bed and reaching for her regular pajamas.

“Okay,” Danny slurred.

Mallory slithered out of the teddy and tossed it onto the chair next to her bed. As she pulled a pair of flannel pants on, she said, “Go to sleep, Tiger. I can hear how tired you are.”

“Tell me what you’re wearing first. Are you going to bed naked?” Danny sounded like he was barely awake, but he perked up a little at the end of his question.

She giggled softly. “Maybe tomorrow if you’re here. I just pulled on flannel pants and an NYPD t-shirt.”

“Gotta get you a Property of an NYPD Detective one,” he murmured.

“They make those?” she asked. “I’m tucked into bed, Danny, time to say good night.”

“I’m sorry,” he said instead.

Mallory sighed. She didn’t want to start this conversation when they were both tired and she honestly wasn’t sure what he was apologizing for at this point. Nor was she sure he knew. “Don’t go there. Of anyone I knew the downsides to dating a cop before I signed up. Now tell me good night and hopefully I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“I don’t deserve you, Mally. Good night, babe. Sweetest dreams.”

She chose to ignore his words, deciding that asking him why he thought that would just open up something they didn’t need to start now. “Good night, Danny, sleep well.” Mallory waited until she heard the beep that signaled Danny had hung up before closing her own phone and snuggling down into her bed. The memory of their conversation followed her into sleep.

There is a sequel to this story here:

ID: 1437541   (Rated: 18+) Promises Kept  Danny keeps a promise he made Mallory by Medie