I figured I would just post chapter 2 now since it is done. What the heck right?

This chapter is a little AU and assumes that Prentiss and Morgan went back to the team's hotel after their scene in the cemetary.....

Sorry about any grammar mistakes there might be.

Enjoy :)

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The second time it happened, she knew exactly who initiated it. It was him and it was the night after he was released by the Chicago PD. This time they did it in a hotel room but they never made it to the bed.

She'd heard him talking to Prentiss in the hallway after they returned from the cemetery. She knew that when he said he was ok, he wasn't. Ever since their encounter on their way back from Boston nearly a year before, they'd grown closer. They often sought each other out to talk about things they felt they couldn't tell anyone else.

Maybe it was because the secret of what they'd done or maybe it was because that night on the highway, they each saw the other at their most emotionally rawest. They'd shown a side of themselves to each other that they have never shown anyone else. Whichever it was, it had made them closer.

So she could tell he was not 'ok' when he and Prentiss parted company. His anger wasn't directed at the team for having to delve into his deepest darkest secret but at himself for not doing something about that secret sooner. JJ knew that much for sure. What he was angry at was that it took the destruction of another young boy's innocence to finally give him the courage to face the man who had taken his.

And part of her was a little upset that he hadn't shared this with her. Although she hadn't shared her deepest secret with him so she really couldn't be mad. Yet oddly enough, it still upset her.

Waiting a few moments to make sure Emily had retired to her room for the night JJ grabbed her room key, stuck her head out into the hallway to make sure none of her teammates were there then quietly walked across the hall to Morgan's room. Her hand was poised to knock when the door flew open.

"Hey, I was just coming over to see if you were ok, to see if you wanted to talk or something."

Morgan simply stared at her.

Suddenly feeling foolish and self conscious, JJ motioned towards her door, "Obviously you want to be alone so I am just gonna…." JJ didn't even get the chance to take a step before she felt herself being pulled into Morgan's room.

The door barely clicked shut when JJ found herself thrust up against it, Morgan's lips trailing along her chin and neck while his hands roamed along her body and breasts. The moan that escaped her lips only seemed to fuel him on as he ground his hips against hers, pressing her harder into the door.

Feeling his erection against her thigh, JJ trailed her hands down his back and grabbed his ass to pull him closer and rolled her hips to satisfy her growing need for him. With a loud grunt, Morgan pushed away from the door and hoisted her up off the floor. Sensing his intentions, JJ immediately wrapped her legs around his waist, grabbed his face and brought his lips to hers in a passionate kiss.

Morgan tried to move them toward the bed but his hunger and need for her outweighed his good intentions. All he could manage was the small couch that sat in the middle of the room. Placing her into a seated position on the ledge he grabbed the hem of her burgundy shirt and pulled it up and over her head. His followed shortly after. Their lips quickly reconnected while their bare chests rubbing against each other only fueled the fire growing within them.

Breaking away from her lips, Morgan trailed his lips and tongue down JJ's neck and chest until he reached the valley between her breasts. Taking one in his hand he squeezed and kneaded it, rolling the strained nipple between his two fingers while he nipped and kissed his way along the other. The more JJ moaned, the more pressure he applied both with his hand and his mouth. When satisfied he had lavished enough attention on one, he switched to the other, repeating the process.

JJ was sure she was going to explode. Her breaths were short heavy gasps and her body shuddered under his touch. The sensations were overwhelming. The attention he was giving her breasts was almost enough to make her cum. But she didn't want to. No, she wanted him inside her when she came. She tried to guide him back up to meet her lips but he grabbed her hand with his free one pinned it to the couch then grazed his teeth along her already sensitive nipple.

It was like an electrical shock. "Oh god, Derek" JJ gasped loudly, her nails digging into the upholstery. "Don't stop."

Her moaning his name was nearly his undoing. Breaking away from her breast with an audible pop, Morgan ignored her unhappy whimper and kissed his way up her chest, along her jaw, her cheeks before finally meeting her lips. His hands roamed the expanse of her back occasionally dipping below the waistband of her jeans to cup her smooth ass.

Taking advantage of the change in position, JJ slowly drew her hands down Morgan's chest along his stomach, savoring the feel of his smooth skin and his abs as they tightened at her touch. Reaching his belt, she wasted no time in yanking it open popping the button of his pants then wickedly and agonizingly slowly drew the zipper down. Morgan broke the kiss and leaned his forehead against JJ's, his eyes slipping shut in anticipation of what was to come. But to his surprise, nothing happened.

"JJ…." He whispered hoarsely. She was driving him insane. His erection was straining against the confines of his pants and the cool air which invaded the shrinking space only served to heighten his arousal. He was about to tell her to stop teasing when her hand reached into his briefs and took hold of his erection, rubbing and stroking it. "Fuck" he muttered as he bucked his hips into her hand, his knees nearly giving out on him.

No woman's simple touch had ever made him quiver as he had just then but JJ was not like other women he knew. Their first encounter had served to fill the need of the moment and but ever since that night he wanted more. He needed more. The feel her skin, the smell of her arousal, the sounds of her moans invaded his senses the moment he saw her at his door.

"I need you," she murmured between kisses as if picking up on his thoughts.

Her need was echoing his and the two quickly divested the other of their remaining clothes before falling to floor, JJ atop. They were beyond caring where they fell and they were far beyond any semblance of going slow. JJ slid down on Morgan's erection and the two moaned as if to say finally! JJ rolled and rocked her hips with Morgan thrusting upwards just as she rolled backwards. The angle increased the friction against her clit causing her gasp in pleasure.

Morgan loved the look of JJ above him. Her sweat glistened body swaying, her breasts bobbing up and down, her slightly agape mouth only served to strengthen his arousal for her. Smiling down at him, JJ leaned forward and licked and kissed his chiseled chest. She even mimicked his earlier ministrations of her breasts on his. He didn't think it possible but her tongue on his chest and nipples actually made him harder and he groaned in pleasure. JJ smirked in satisfaction against his chest.

After several long rolls of her hips, Morgan could feel her getting close, so he reached down where their bodies met and rubbed his thumb along her clit while thrusting upwards and encouraging her to let go. Moaning his name JJ shattered, her body falling atop of his.

Rolling them over, Morgan began thrusting into JJ. He didn't want to hurt her but his primal need for release had taken over and his primal need said thrust and pound until orgasm was achieved. He was surprised however to find that as hard as he thrust, JJ thrust back. She kissed his neck, chin, chest, and sultry whispered into his ear to let go before biting his ear lobe. Feeling her teeth clamp down on his ear caused him to shudder and in one long hard thrust, Morgan spilled his seed deep within JJ. Letting out a loud groan coupled with her name he collapsed on top her, his head falling into the crook her neck where he peppered several kisses between heavy breaths.

They lay like that for several moments, JJ running her fingertips up and down his back while attempting to get her own breathing back under control. Morgan made no move to remove him self from within her. JJ liked the feeling and so she made no attempt to move.

"Wow" was all JJ could muster. Two times now JJ…what the hell is going on here? She asked herself.

"Yeah" he whispered back, lifting his head to meet her gaze. "I didn't hurt you did I?" He'd wanted to say more but the words never came out.

"No you didn't"

They stared at each other for a moment but no words passed between them.

This time when they separated and redressed they didn't avoid each other's gazes and sideway glances as they had the first time. They didn't make any excuses about what happened this time. Nor did either say it couldn't or shouldn't happen again. And as she was leaving, JJ and Morgan shared a short sweet kiss.

Something was different. Both knew it. But neither said anything about it. That night, they simply went to sleep in their respective beds knowing deep down it wouldn't be the last time.

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