Keep Me In Mind – Chapter 4
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Reid turned his collar up as he walked against the rainfall, heading over to the taxi stand three blocks away. He was extremely grateful for the morning chill in the air that caused his sore cock and balls to soften, finally. Reid was glad to sit back in the taxi and relax for the 20-minute ride back to his place. He felt like he hadn't been home in days, but BOY! What a time he had … mmph … mmph … mmph!
He burst out laughing with a fantastically beautiful smile glued onto his face. Reid noticed the taxi driver glancing into his rear view mirror. "Don't worry. I'm not high, or anything. I'm just happy! I'm on my way home straight from the warm bed of a GORGEOUS woman, who didn't want me to leave." Reid said, still chuckling.
"Good for you, young man! I'm just glad I still have my memories of nights like that." The grey-hair driver said, as he made a mock salute to Reid, and laughed.
It was still early Saturday morning when Reid entered his apartment. He went straight to the bathroom, used the toilet, watched his hands, threw some Epson salts into the tub, turned on the hot water, stripped, brushed his teeth, added some cold water to the tub, and then finally climbed in. Reid stretched and flexed his muscles releasing all that tension from having held off his release for so long this morning. He had no regrets at all. He had done what he had to do. He showed JJ that she was no longer in charge of HIS cock.
Reid leaned back, dunked his head, shampooed, and then rinsed his hair. Now, he could close his eyes and relax in the soothing hot water. Reid usually took showers instead of baths, but sometimes he just needed a good, long soak to ease his mind, and his body. His apartment was nice and warm, so the water stayed hot for a while.
He felt like a new man when he got out of the tub, after having soaked for about half an hour. Reid toweled dry, set his phone to vibrate, and climbed into bed. He snuggled down deep under the covers until he was comfortable. After one humongous yawn, Reid fell asleep … and dreamed of JJ.
It was 4:00 pm, when Reid woke up. He was starving! He hadn't eaten much since lunch yesterday afternoon. Otherwise, he felt great as he bounded out of bed and headed straight to the kitchen. It was too late for breakfast and too early for dinner, so he just heated up a can of soup and made a nice-sized sandwich to tide him over.
Reid loved being home, alone. He enjoyed the quiet, the peace, and the solitude. After he finished eating and cleaned up his mess, Reid sat in his living room and worked on his upcoming Philosophy assignment. As usual, he would earn this next diploma early. Six more months and he would have an equal number of degrees: Three Masters Degrees (Mathematics, Chemistry, and Engineering), and three Bachelor Degrees (Psychology, Sociology, and Philosophy). In a couple of months, he would decide the subject for his next degree. No! He would decide on two subjects to earn two more degrees. It would throw off the equality between Masters and Bachelors, but he would still have an even number of degrees. Reid was looking forward to the day when he would only have Masters Degrees. It would probably take him another ten years to advance his 'soon to be' five Bachelor Degrees into Masters Degrees. Only then, would he take a sabbatical from new subjects. After all, who else in the world would be able to say that they held EIGHT MASTERS DEGREES!
Reid stopped daydreaming and buckled down to his assignment. His phone had buzzed quite a few times, and each time it was JJ. He'd call her late tonight, maybe around 9:30 pm. It would be well after Henry had been put-to bed, and JJ would have had some time to herself. He knew that was what JJ needed, whether she agreed with him or not. Judging from the number of voice messages and text messages that she was leaving him, she most definitely did not agree.
At 7:30 pm, Reid prepared a quick dinner for himself. By the time he finished eating, cleared up his mess, remade his bed, brushed his teeth, took a quick shower, and put on clean sleepwear … it was 9:15 pm. Reid grabbed his phone, climbed under the covers, read all of JJ's text messages, and listened to all of her voice messages. He didn't specifically reply to any of them.
At 9:30 pm exactly, Reid sent one cryptic text message to JJ, then he turned off his phone. He set his alarm clock for 7:00 am, just in case. After ensuring that his night light was burning brightly, Reid turned off his lights and went to sleep for the night.
By 8:00 pm, Saturday night, JJ was BEYOND frustrated. She had been calling and leaving Reid voice messages and text messages since around 12:00 pm! Hour after hour, JJ kept making sure that her phone's volume was turned all the way up, and that the battery was at 100% (she kept plugging and unplugging her phone into each room that she entered and left). Yet, still nothing! Reid hadn't even sent her one single reply! JJ wasn't afraid that anything bad had happened to Reid, or anything like that. She knew that he had safely reached his apartment because before it had gotten dark, JJ just had to go to the store to pick up something necessary. She had bundled up little Henry, secured him in his car seat, and safely drove w.a.y. out of her way to Reid's apartment building. Henry had fun. He always liked riding in the car with his Mommy, and JJ ALWAYS drove safely with her precious bundle on board. JJ parked only briefly, across the street from Reid's apartment. She knew which windows were his, and she even saw his silhouette on the window blinds of his living room. JJ knew that Reid spent an insane amount of his life studying for his degrees, so she just carefully drove home, to hell with the store and the unnecessary item.
Everyone always agreed that Emily Prentiss had the greatest compartmentalization skills. It was true that very, very, very little got to Emily. The only time JJ excelled in that skill, was regarding her precious son, Henry. On the day she gave birth to him, JJ made a vow to her son, and herself. She would never ever willingly expose her child to unhealthy or negative emotions. JJ had kept that vow for the past four years. She would not break her vow for anything or anyone … EVER! As soon as Will had started acting up and her marriage had began to fail, JJ hired a top Washington lawyer. She had quickly filed for separation, and then divorce. It was all over before Will even knew what had hit him. JJ and been strong then (for Henry's sake), and she would be strong now. She just didn't know what was happening between her and Reid. JJ liked being in control of her life, but ever since she had first woken up this morning … she knew that somehow she had handed over a large portion of that control to Reid. She wasn't happy about that, not at all. That's why she had kept trying to reach Reid, so that she could let him know that she wasn't going to take anymore shit from him. If Reid wanted to be with her ever again, he'd better get his ass in gear! But if he wouldn't respond to any of her messages, how the hell was she going to put him in his place? It had to be a two-way phone conversation. She knew that she would never be able to do it in person … mmph! His beautiful eyes! … mmmm! His smile! His hands! … ssssst! JJ knew she would be a fool to walk away from his ten glorious inches! Good God! Reid was at least three inches longer, and much thicker than stupid Will. How in the hell had she ever thought she knew what being sexually satisfied really felt like? Yet, during the first night with her virgin genius, JJ knew she was hooked just like a bass, line and sinker. She just didn't like having to admit it, even to herself. Finally, JJ had to laugh a little as she wondered just how many books, tapes, and videos (and exactly which ones) had Reid read, listened to, and watched in order to perform so fantastically well with his first sexual partner!
After a few minutes, JJ wasn't too surprised when her laughter soon dried up. She took a quick bath, turned out the lights, and went to bed. To hell with Reid! Well, the real Reid. JJ still had her dreams, and she was going to get everything she could out of them.
At 9:30 pm, JJ jerked awake at the sound of her phone receiving a message. She grabbed it and read the display:
TEXT MESSAGE FROM SPENCE: Good evening, Jennifer. I'm taking you and Henry to brunch tomorrow morning, and then, we'll take Henry to a young children's matinee. We'll be back at your house in time to prepare and enjoy dinner together, followed by a nice long playtime with Henry. After that, we'll all relax and unwind from the day. One hour after Henry is sound asleep, I'm taking you to bed. I need to spend A LOT of hours inside of you. I'm exhausted, as you probably are as well. I'm turning off my phone. DO NOT REPLY TO THIS MESSAGE! Just be ready and waiting for me in the morning. I'll pick you and Henry up at 9:30 am, sharp! Good night, Jennifer. I'll be with you in your dreams." End of message.
By the time JJ finished reading Reid's text the first time, she was a mess. She was so wet and she couldn't stop her pelvic muscles from repeatedly clenching. "Oh! Shit!" JJ couldn't stop herself from re-reading that text. She must have re-read it at least ten times. She was leaking down her legs, like an open tap. She was clenching so hard onto her hand it was beginning to hurt. JJ had never really spent that much time masturbating. She couldn't get herself off no matter how hard she rubbed, clenched, and fucked herself with one finger … two fingers … OH! Fuck! … even three fingers wouldn't do it. Her hand was much smaller and her fingers were much shorter than Spence's. He was what she need, and he wasn't there. He wasn't coming over until the morning, God Dammit!
Finally, JJ had to give up. She really was exhausted now, because she couldn't get any relief! JJ clicked off her phone and practically slammed it down onto her nightstand. All she could do was roll onto her stomach, wedge both her clasped hands firmly between her legs, squeeze and clench as tight as she could … and just rock and moan herself to sleep.
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