OK SO AS I SAID BEFORE I FELT LIKE THE LAST CHAPTER WOULD HAVE BEEN A GOOD PLACE TO END MY LITTLE STORY. HOWEVER MY LOVELY REVIEWERS WERE ALL ENCOURAGING ME TO WRITE MORE AND SINCE YOU ALL MAKE MY DAY AND MAKE ME SMILE I JUST COULDN'T BRING MYSELF TO DENY YOU A LITTLE MORE DEMILY. SO HERE IS THE THIRD AND FINAL PART. I FEEL LIKE I MAY HAVE GOT A LITTLE CARRIED AWAY WITH FLUFFY ROMANCE RAMBLINGS BUT I HOPE YOU LIKE IT. THANK YOU AGAIN TO EVERYONE WHO READ AND REVIEWED AND FOLLOWED AND FAVOURITED – IT MEANS THE WORLD TO ME.
CHAPTER THREE
Morgan gently lowered her to her feet once they were beside the hot tub but they remained locked together for several minutes. At some point once he had picked her up their lips had found each other and neither of them was willing to break their embrace just yet. His arms encircled her waist and hers were hooked around his neck pulling him closer as his tongue explored her mouth. It was the most intense kiss either of them had ever experience. As though each of them were finally expressing all the emotions they had struggled to put into words. In that moment, in that kiss the heat and passion and longing between them was understood. All the chemistry and tension that had encompassed them for years now flowed freely as they sank deeper into the kiss.
"You have no idea how long I have been waiting to do that," Morgan was slightly out of breath when they finally drew apart.
"Derek?"
"Yes?"
"You have far too much clothing on." She stated and he grinned wickedly at her.
"Well I can fix that." He pulled off his shirt and in a few seconds they were both stripped and immersing themselves into the bubbly heat of the hot tub.
She was covered in more bruises than she could count and it hurt every time she moved but Emily couldn't remember the last time she was this happy. In fact now that she came to think of it she didn't think she had ever been this blissfully happy. She was sat enveloped in steam soaking in her hot tub, her back leaning against the broad, strong and very naked chest of Derek Morgan. Her head was resting back against his shoulder and one of his hands combed lazily through her long black hair.
"You look so beautiful when you're relaxed." Morgan muttered in her ear
"You should see me without the bruises." She joked, slightly self conscious about being naked with him for the first time in that condition. At first he didn't answer just lightly pressed a kiss in her hair.
"So does that mean I get to come back and see you in your hot tub again?" His smile was audible in his voice.
"That depends" Emily answered.
"On what?" he asked a little nervous.
"On whether or not you impress me tonight." She turned to face him with a sly smile and a sparkle in her eyes. She raised an eyebrow at him in challenge. Desire instantly rushed through him. They had often traded innuendo and flirty banter and Morgan certainly wasn't shy with women. But this was different. All of a sudden this was very real and very serious and she had succeeded in making him flustered. The last thing he wanted to do was mess up a chance with Emily but he was struggling to decide what the 'right thing to do' was with her delicious creamy skin pressed against him, dripping wet and very naked.
"Princess it's been a very long day and you've just had a very bad and stressful experience."
"Your point?" she asked
"We don't have to do this now." There was no missing the hint of panic and uncertainty in his voice.
"Agent Morgan are you scared?" Emily grinned as she teasingly ran a hand across his chest
"No" he scoffed unconvincingly. Her smile grew.
"I thought you were meant to be good at this?" her hand slipped down to his stomach weaving a tantalizing pattern across his defined abdomen.
"Hey" he protested "I am!" he insisted but still he hesitated "But this is different...this is...it's you." He emphasised "So I want it to be perfect"
"And who says it won't be?" Emily leaned closer and began kissing a trail up his chest to his ear. That was it. It was all over. With all the will in the world he couldn't walk away now even if he wanted to.
"Well I'm not going to be able to rock your world when I'm worried about hurting you." As he spoke his hands were already getting to work, gliding up her sides. She giggled into his ear sending a shiver through him.
"Well give me a taster." She nipped his ear "Then in a few days, when I'm all healed up you can rock my world." She laughed and with that Morgan brought her lips to his muffling her laugh. He wrapped an arm around her waist and gently spun her round to face him, pulling her closer until her body was pressed on top of his.
It was the most tender, gentle, loving experience either of them had had. They each took their time revelling in the others body searching out every inch of skin to be touched and caressed. They softly explored and pleased each other as they soaked in the warm water. After over an hour Emily was sat on top of Derek, her head resting in the crook of his neck, her chest heaving slightly as they slumped against each other.
"How are you Princess?" He asked in little more than a whisper as he curled an arm around her.
"I don't think I can move." She mumbled into his neck. Panic hit Morgan like a fist. Was she in pain? Had he hurt her without realising? He shifted his wait underneath her, trying to manoeuvre so he could see her face but she just lay there against him.
"Emily look at me?" he pleaded. She groaned but after a few moments she sighed and pushed herself off of his chest enough to look into his eyes. He searched her eyes for traces of pain but there were none, only a sleepy haze of contentment.
"What?" she asked with a slight pout. He had to laugh.
"It's bed time" he decided.
"But I don't want to move. And even if I did I don't think I can."
"Well aren't you lucky I'm here."
"She let out a squeal as he suddenly stood up pulling her up out of the water with him.
He soon had her tucked into bed. She managed to pull on a t shirt and panties before collapsing back into her pillow. He settled down next to her and she automatically curled into him.
"Thank you for everything." She murmured as her eyes drifted shut.
"Thank you for being ok." Was his answer
"Derek?" she yawned
"Mmm?" Now that he was finally in bed he realised how exhausting the last three days had been for him.
"I can't wait for you to rock me world." She draped an arm across the warm solid expanse of his chest. He chuckled
"Just you focus on getting better. We'll get to that."
But as was the way in their lives their work interfered with any plans for a social life and within a day Derek had to join the team on a case in Ohio (Emily wasn't yet cleared for field work so was left to help work the case with Garcia from Quantico). It was over a week before they were in the same state again never mind the same room.
Morgan went straight to Emily's from the plane. It was late and he was exhausted but he had missed Emily so much, he couldn't wait another day before seeing her. A smile lit up her face when she answered the door. Emily instantly moved towards him but he held a hand up to stop her. She frowned both confused and slightly hurt.
"Just a minute." Morgan smiled and she relaxed again. Once they were in her living room he stepped towards her lifted her left arm and pulled up her sleeve. He ran his finger over the small pink-ish line there which a week ago had been an angry gash from an encounter with some glass during her beating from Cyrus. Next he stood in front of her and turned up the bottom of her shirt to inspect the shrinking bruise there. It had been the worst or certainly the biggest single injury Cyrus had given her but it was now almost invisible. Morgan circled her twice, examining the lingering signs from her beating. She wasn't completely healed yet but the majority of marks had vanished from her skin, she had been cleared for field work and she no longer felt any pain.
Seemingly satisfied after his inspection of her recovery Morgan finally peered deep into her eyes. His posture relaxed, his smile grew and a sparkle lit his eyes. He grabbed her and backed her against the wall, sliding a hand into her hair and smashing his lips to hers. Emily instantly sunk into his kiss. They hadn't even had a proper conversation since the night Morgan had taken her home from the ranch but for some reason it just felt right. Feeling his strong arms around her and having his lips pressed to hers felt right. She broke away slightly breathless, invigorated by the sudden passion and obvious need stirring between them.
"Well hi there." She panted. He smirked.
"God I missed you." He growled against her lips before seizing them in another kiss. He gripped her thighs and hoisted her up. Emily gasped as need shot through her. Her legs wrapped tightly around Morgan's waist bringing his body flush against hers. They were both burning with desire. Morgan pressed Emily back against the wall his lips going to her throat as his hands grasped her thighs. This was nothing like the intimacy they shared in the hot tub. His touch was hungry and possessive and left a burning trail on her skin.
"You were gone far too long." She moaned, tilting her head back to give him better access.
"Let me make it up to you" he breathed against her skin and her hands dug into his shoulders.
"And how do you plan on doing that?" she breathed arching into him. He pulled back to look at her. His eyes were dark with need and a devilish grin sent a flutter into her stomach.
"I'm going to rock your world Princess." His voice was heavy with lust.
"In that case, the bedroom is that way Agent Morgan." She nodded to her right smiling seductively and with that he carried her to her bedroom.
AND THERE YOU HAVE IT FOLKS. THANK YOU TO EVERYONE THAT TOOK THE TIME TO READ MY LITTLE STORY. I HAVE A SECOND DEMILY FIC IN THE PIPE LINE AT THE MOMENT SO PLEASE KEEP AN EYE OUT FOR IT.
