"Uh, JJ, its me Derek. Hotch wanted me to call and see if you made it back to the office. Did I interupt something?" Derek rambles at the phone. JJ has never yelled at him on the phone until now.
"No, sorry Derek. I was just reading over an old case and you startled me, that's all." she graciously lied into the phone. "Let Hotch know that I am safe at the office" she said with a touch more animosity in her voice.
"Ok, I will. You know he just worries about you right?" Derek says with a small muffled laugh. "Yeah I know, he is just so infuriating some times. Goodnight." JJ responds, a smile playing on her lips as she closes her phone.
She looks back the game and picks up the king of clubs. Aaron Hotchner hmmm..
She lets her mind and libido wander to the tall and guarded man. He was definitely good looking and when he smiles he was down right sexy. Yet he hid his emotions behind his badge. I wonder what he would be like….
Hotch and JJ are talking about a case in the conference room when she suddenly stands up and takes his hand; pulling him to the couch. She pulls him into a deep passionate kiss, wrapping her hands in hair. He groans against her lips the feeling vibrating down her spine.
He wraps his hands around her waist, pulling her close letting her feel the effect she has on him. She smiles against his lips as he presses his rather large erection against her. She lets her hand slide down the front of his shirt to the waist of his pants. Her nimble fingers undoing the belt and top button in a matter of seconds.
They are having a war with their tongues and lips as she slides her hand inside of his dark suit pants. Her fingers gently wrap around the hard length and begin to…Her phone rings loudly in the quiet conference…