Don't Own.

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Penelope was standing at the back of the SUV as she listened to what the guys from Triple A had to say.

She was still somewhat flustered from earlier.

Hotch was hovering near the front of the SUV watching closely to what they were doing.

Every once in a while he would glance over at Penelope and she would feel her cheeks flush if she was caught looking back.

"Your battery is corroded, you'll need to take it to a mechanic to get it replaced" one of the men, who had introduced himself as Tom, said.

"Damn," Hotch swore "I was hoping it would be something that could be fixed on the spot."

"Sorry Sir," Tom said "but there's no way around it, your SUV needs a new battery before it will be safe to drive again."

"No, no I completely understand, I was hoping for a quick fix but safety is definitely more important." Hotch replied.

"Okay well we can tow your SUV to your mechanic but they won't be open until tomorrow, so the best we can do is leave it on the lot" Tom said.

"Okay," Hotch agreed "sounds good, thank you."

Tom nodded and signaled for his coworker Ralph to hook up the SUV.

"Do you need a ride somewhere Sir?" Tom asked.

Penelope who had been silent up until then took that as her cue to jump in "I can give you a ride Hotch, after all, your place is on my way."

"Alright, as long as you're sure you don't mind" Hotch said.

"Of course not," Penelope said with a smile "after all our conversation from earlier wasn't nearly over."

Hotch gave a slight nod before he walked over to Tom to sign some papers stating that he authorized them to take his vehicle before he left with Penelope.

When he was finished he and Penelope walked to where Esther was parked. Hotch shook his head as he sat down in the orange convertible Cadillac, he had never before driven in Penelope's car before and he thought the Cadillac was a little impractical, but yet he acknowledged that it suited her perfectly.

As they drove an awkward silence settled over them as Hotch tried to decide how to broach the subject of what had happened earlier. It was hard for him to admit but he was nervous.

"I don't regret it."

Hotch was surprised, he hadn't thought she'd be the first to break the silence.

He looked over at her.

Keeping her eyes on the road she said honestly "I don't."

Hotch watched as her fingers tapped on the steering wheel and could tell that she was nervous too.

Penelope bit her lip before stating "I want the chance to be happy and I could see myself being happy with you."

Hotch could tell by the way that she was focusing on the road and avoiding his gaze that this was really hard for her.

To admit her feeling to him was a big risk for her, she was opening herself up even though she was scared of his rejection she was obviously willing to take a chance, if somewhat reluctantly.

"I don't regret it either," he said surprising both of them. That was not what he had been planning to say.

He had been trying to figure out a way of letting her down gently. It wasn't that he didn't want it too, he obviously did, but he didn't want to chance ruining anything between them.

However he knew that if he rejected her now, after she had told him her feelings that he would definitely be ruining their friendship.

Penelope may seem like a strong, confident, unbreakable woman on the outside but she was vulnerable when it came to relationships and her self-confidence.

He didn't want to fracture that. He was doomed from the moment he had kissed her.

Penelope pulled to a stop "Well here you are."

Hotch placed his hand on the door handle but stopped from getting out, he turned back to look at Penelope.

"Would you…like to come in?" he asked.

Penelope looked past him, up at his apartment "Jack isn't home?"

"He's at Jessica's until tomorrow" Hotch answered.

"Well, I don't want to impose" Penelope said biting her lip again.

"You wouldn't be," Hotch insisted.

"Okay," Penelope nodded, turning off Esther.

As soon as they got inside their gazes locked and a heated silence settled between them.

Hotch took a step closer to her clearing his throat "You know we wouldn't be able to tell anyone."

"Including the team?" she asked.

"I don't know how the team would take it but it's probably best we keep it to ourselves, at least until we know what this is," he said gesturing between them.

"And if it will work out?" Penelope suggested.

"Yeah…"

Penelope nodded and then closed the distance between them.

Hotch reached out and gently caressed her cheek "Penelope, this could change everything."

God she loved the way he said her name. She leaned into his touch "I know, but we have to give it a try, don't we?"

"I'm afraid that I'd live to regret it if we didn't," he said as he backed her up against the wall, his eyes locked onto hers in a heated stare before his lips descended upon hers.

She had her answer.

His kiss was slow and tender unlike the frenzied grouping in the parking garage, this was passionate. His lips caressed hers slowly, nipping gently, asking for entrance.

His hands came up and tangled in her hair. She moaned and his tongue snaked into her open mouth. Licking and sucking their tongues danced together.

Her fingers fumbled as they tried to loosen his neck tie. She needed more of him, wanted to feel his skin against hers.

Hotch pulled away from the kiss. His hands landed on hers and pulled them away. He wanted to go slow; he wanted it to mean something.

He kissed her palm before leaning into her and placing a kiss against her neck. He licked a long path from her throat to her ear making her shudder.

"Relax," he whispered, biting gently on her earlobe and electing a moan "we have all night."

Penelope whimpered.

Hotch's mouth moved back to her lips, nipping her bottom lip softly then running his tongue across it soothingly. He raised his hands to his necktie and then with sure, stable fingers he pulled it off and let it drop to the floor. He slowly removed his jacket before he began unbuttoning his dress shirt.

Penelope watched him hungrily, her fingers itching to reach out and touch him.

As he reached the last button and popped it open his shirt slid apart to reveal his muscled chest, he locked eyes with her and smirked.

Penelope couldn't take just standing there anymore, she had to touch him. She reached forward and ran her fingers through the light dusting of fine black hair that littered his torso.

Her fingers flicked over a nipple causing him to groan and they made their way down his chest. Penelope just loved the feel of the hardness beneath her hand. Slipping her hands up over his shoulders she pushed his shirt off and leaned forward to place a kiss on his shoulder.

Hotch took in a sharp breath at the feeling of her soft lips running over his skin.

He reached out and started to undo the buttons of her blouse. She pulled back from him as he slipped her blouse off. His mouth practically watered as he took in her ample breasts covered in a lacy purple bra.

He cupped each breast in his hands before reaching around her to undo the clasp. Her bra fell to the floor and Hotch stepped forward so that he was flush against her. He bowed his head and ran his tongue over one of her breasts. Circling her nipple with his tongue he sucked it into his mouth.

Penelope moaned.

Not to neglect the other one, his hand found it and gently pinched it between his thumb and forefinger. He grinned against her breast as he felt Penelope shudder.

Then with a final lick he continued downwards, kissing down her abdomen as he went.

He found the zip on her skirt easily enough and pulled it down. Her skirt slipped to the floor and he encouraged her to step out.

He kneeled before her and gazed at her matching purple lacy panties. He licked his lips as he placed his hands on her hips. Slipping his fingers into her panties he pulled them down her thighs and to her feet where she kicked them away.

Penelope was breathing heavily now as Hotch gazed at his prize. He moved forward, inhaling her scent he brought a single finger and ran it between her neatly trimmed lips.

Penelope's breath hitched.

Hotch grinned.

His other hand found her folds and he spread them apart, she was already wet for him and his cock twitched in his pants.

He needed to taste her. His tongue darted forwards and flicked across her exposed clit, she trembled. His tongue was slow to lick the length of her slit and it was torturously good. She moaned and felt the urge to buck.

His hands went to her hips as his tongue delved deep inside. He licked and sucked making Penelope moan and whimper.

Her hands landed on his shoulders to keep herself steadied.

He began to fuck her with his tongue, her moans getting louder and louder, his hands moved from her hips to her bottom. Each hand encircling a globe he pulled her closer to him, his tongue going deeper.

Then his tongue was black on her clit, licking it with enthusiasm, he sucked it into his mouth.

"Oh Aaron!" Penelope shouted, close to orgasm.

Hotch knew she was close and sucked harder on her clit.

Penelope's fingernails dug into his shoulders as she felt the tension building up within her. "Uh Aaron…I uh…yesss…"

Penelope's whole body shuddered with one last lick of Hotch's tongue she came.

Hotch greedily lapped up her juices as Penelope's whole body went limp against the wall. His arms steadied her as he stood up. They looped around her waist and pulled her towards him. He kissed her lips softly before pulling away and leading her to his bedroom.

Hotch helped her onto the bed and watched her as she scooted back to lie in the middle.

He toed off his shoes and unbuckled his belt. Undoing his trousers he pushed them to the floor, his briefs following soon after.

He couldn't wait any longer; his cock was throbbing with need. He crawled onto the bed and over to Penelope. She had a wide-eyed look on her face. "What?" he asked in concern.

"You're…" Penelope blushed and didn't continue.

He frowned "I'm what?" he asked.

"You're…huge," she said the last part quietly and her face got redder.

Hotch couldn't help his lips from twitching up into a smile.

Penelope began to smile too at the look on his face "What it's true!"

He laughed before leaning in to kiss her "I just appreciate the compliment."

Penelope shook her head, "I'm not even sure if that will fit in me."

"What?" Hotch said in mock seriousness "Are you backing out on me?"

"No, of course not," Penelope said "just…go slow?"

Hotch smiled "We'll take it easy," he said "I promise."

Penelope smiled.

Hotch moved over her and kissed her, his tongue slipping into her mouth, as he got between her legs. He gently nudged her to open her legs a little wider and then slipped a finger into her.

She gasped into his mouth.

He slid a second finger in, happy that she was still wet from earlier, he knew she would be ready to take him soon. He might seem 'huge' to Penelope but he knew he was just a bit bigger than average and knew she would have no problem taking him, which caused him to wonder what type of men Penelope had been with before.

He mentally shook that thought away; he did not want to be thinking of such things at a time like this.

Removing his fingers he kissed Penelope once more then took himself in hand and slowly pushed into her entrance.

Penelope inhaled sharply as he penetrated her but he went slow as he had promised he would and Penelope found that she was able to take him and without any pain. She felt fuller than she ever had but it was a good feeling and her hips thrust up against Hotch's to let him know that she was alright.

He smiled at her "Okay?" he asked.

"God yes," She moaned "fuck me Aaron!"

Hotch moaned at that. He pulled out slowly just to thrust back in.

Penelope moaned and arched up.

Hotch nipped at Penelope's neck before he began a moderate pace. Thrusting in and out of her, his cock twitched as she moaned.

She wrapped her legs around his back.

He grunted, her movement had caused him to sink in deeper. His pace quickened and he leaned down to capture her lips in a scorching kiss.

She moaned and brought her hands up to encircle his torso. Her breasts pressing hard against his chest she arched up "Oh Aaron," she moaned "yes…oh uh harder Aaron…"

Hotch was happy to comply. He thrust harder, his balls practically slapping against her ass.

Her nails dung into his back slightly as her orgasm hit and she screamed out in pleasure.

Hotch continued to pound in and out through her orgasm as he himself felt the tingling of his own climax begin to build.

With one last thrust he came. Panting he pulled out and collapsed beside her. They were both exhausted.

Hotch placed a gentle kiss on her forehead and wrapped an arm around her as they both fell asleep.