Emily couldn't quite catch up to Reid, but she did know where he lived and she pulled up next to his building just as he made it inside the front door of his apartment building. She ran to catch it and was relieved to find it not quite closed, so she hurried inside and ran up the stairs after him.

Hearing her approach, he stopped outside his door and turned to face her, anger written clearly on his face. "Why are you following me?"

"Because we're not done talking. And because I don't appreciate you almost running me over."

"Well then, I'm sorry I almost hit you. But I really don't want to talk you right now."

"Well, I want to talk to you! For seven months I've wanted to talk to you, to tell you the truth. And now you're shutting me out, shutting all of us out, and I just want to talk!"

I don't want to talk. I just want YOU. Spencer didn't reply, and his face showed no signs of apology.

Emily stepped closer. "What do you want? Just tell me what you want me to do and I'll do it. Whatever it takes, so that you can forgive me."

"You want to know what I really want right now?" He matched her approach, menacingly stepping into her space and using his height to advantage in a way she'd never seen him do.

Emily held her ground. "Tell me."

"What I really want right now is to fuck you until neither one of us can walk straight." It was the truth, but he really said it just to shock her. He expected her to slap him, to turn around and run back down the stairs, but she didn't. Instead she stared back at him, challenging.

"Yeah? Would that make you feel better?"

"Yes, I think it would."

"Then let's go. I've always wanted to anyway."

Some unnamed emotion flashed in his eyes at that comment, and then he was on her, his body slamming hers into the wall as their lips clashed together.

Emily whimpered as his lips twisted brutally against hers. He pulled her up roughly against him until her toes nearly left the floor, the pressure of his hips pinning her body to the wall. She grabbed his shoulders and held on for dear life as she opened her mouth, welcoming the thrust of his tongue.

With one shaking hand he somehow managed to unlock his apartment door and open it. He yanked her through the doorway and then he was on her again as he shoved it closed behind them. He expected her to fight him , to resist in some way, but instead she was grabbing him too, kissing back. For some reason that fueled both his anger at the same time that it fueled his hunger for her. After years of wanting her and months of thinking that she was dead, he couldn't bear to wait one more second to have her. Even the couch in the middle of the room seemed too far away and so he pulled her down to floor with him just inside the door.

Her hands on his back and neck were too much, evidence of a desire he wasn't ready to accept. He pulled them away and pinned her hands to the floor near her head as he ground his body against hers. With one hand he kept them there as he reached down with the other to pull up her skirt and open his pants. She still didn't resist as he tugged her panties off and roughly pushed her legs apart. His mind was hazy with need, his body desperate to get inside her, but as he pushed into her, hard and fast, it did register on his awareness that she was very, very wet.

Emily gasped with excitement as he thrust into her. He was mostly silent, panting as he watched her face, the force of his thrusts gradually scooting them across the floor. She left her hands above her head for him to hold down, sensing his need to restrain her. But she couldn't resist wrapping her legs around him. She couldn't stop the moans of pleasure as his cock filled her aching pussy over and over again. As he sped up, she couldn't resist the urge to squeeze him inside her and push her hips against his as best she could.

His pants turned to grunts, then yells as he reached his release, his eyes closing as he shook above her, his hips pushed hard against her as she felt the long hot spurts of his come inside. Finally, his arms seemed to give out and he collapsed onto her, breathing hard. She freed her hands and wrapped her arms around him, feeling his chest expand and contract.