Following the meal, they all drifted into the great room. Erin found herself being pulled down onto Dave's lap and she let herself snuggle back against him. "Have I told you how beautiful you look tonight, my sweet English rose?"
"Not verbally, no. But when I came into the dining room this evening, you looked at me as if I were the most precious thing you had seen in some time. You really know how to boost a woman's ego."
"Are you paying attention, Spencer? This is how you tell your girlfriend that you care for her." Emily gently poked him in the ribs and he smiled.
"And I may have been taking notes this week. We've had good teachers." He smiled over at them and Erin felt her face relax into a smile as she watched the younger man fake a yawn. "Well, I don't know about you all, but I am exhausted. See you in the morning, everyone."
"You're not fooling anyone, Reid," Morgan said as the young man stood. He blushed deeply and held out his hand to Emily, who just shook her head. They all watched the duo leave and then Penelope cleared her throat.
"I just want to wish you all a Merry Christmas once more." She stood and held her hand out to Erin, and she clasped it, letting the younger woman pull her to her feet. Penelope enveloped her in a tight hug, kissing her cheek softly. "Have a wonderful evening, my fair Erin." She guided her over to the fireplace and said lowly, "There are extra condoms in my purse, dear."
"We're both clean, Penelope. That's part of our yearly physical."
The younger woman looked at her, raising an eyebrow. "And have you been through menopause yet?"
Erin felt her cheeks redden as she looked at a spot just over her friend's shoulder. "No, not yet."
"And if Reid was here, he'd tell you the statistics of the age at which women can still get pregnant. Do you really want a little Rossi running around come October? I mean, I'd love helping you with a baby and all, but you need to take precautions." Penelope tweaked her nose softly. "And it's harder on your body the older you are. Just, be careful, okay?"
She nodded and hugged Penelope once more, returning the soft kiss from earlier. "Go, have a wonderful evening with your lover, Penny."
"You too, honey." Penelope let go of her and went over to Derek, smiling gently. "I think it's our turn to head upstairs, my chocolate Adonis." He stood and wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her close to him. As they left the room, Dave came up to her side, resting his hand on her shoulder. Erin looked up at him, the smile still on her face.
"What was that all about, my English rose?"
"Just Penelope wanting us to be safe. She has protection in her purse if we need it." She stood on her tiptoes and kissed him, wrapping her arms around his neck. His hands settled on her hips, pulling her tight against him. "But I wouldn't mind if you didn't want to wear one. I know we're both clean."
He kissed her once more, and she hooked her leg up around his hip, trying to get in closer contact with him. "You'll undo me yet, Erin, if we keep this up. I want this to be slow and beautiful, beloved." He cupped her face with his free hand, running his thumb along her cheeks. She nodded, her heart suddenly full to bursting and he easily lifted her up in his arms.
"David!" she gasped, her arms tightening around his neck.
"What, beloved? You've lost weight due to a certain substance being excised from your life. You feel like a feather in my arms." She smiled and let him carry her upstairs to her room. As he shut the door with his foot, he carefully set her on the floor. Erin went to unzip her dress when David stilled her hands. "This is part of my job, honey." He bent slightly and kissed her cheek. "Though you can work on me."
"Of course, David." She reached up and loosened his tie, pulling it off to fall to the floor. Then she began to unbutton the shirt, marveling at the way his sparse body hair highlighted the soft muscles of his chest and torso.
"Do you like what you see?"
She looked up into his eyes and nodded slightly. "You are nothing like him." He grinned and stepped behind her to run the zipper down her back, kissing the flesh he revealed. "Oh, David, that feels lovely," she said lowly as he kissed the small of her back. Turning her around, he tugged the dress from her arms and let it pool at her feet. A tiny smile passed over his face and she felt some more of her insecurities pass away.
"You are so beautiful, Erin," Hooking an arm around her waist, he led her over to the bed and they sat. "Before we go further, though, are you sure you want this?" She nodded and his smile widened to a grin. He shucked off his pants, leaving his boxers on, and then knelt on the floor, pulling Erin forward. "I cannot wait to fell this heavenly body, my rose."
Dave reached behind her to unhook her bra and she arched into him. As he tugged the wisp of fabric from her body, his head fell forward and she drew in a sharp breath as his lips closed around one of her nipples. "David, that, oh yes," she whispered as he suckled gently. His other hand tripped down her body to caress her mound. Erin felt her legs open of their own volition and she fell back against the bed, her entire body heavy with desire.
"What do you want me to do, Erin?"
She locked eyes with him, feeling deliciously wanton at the look of desire shining in his eyes. "Go down on me?" She bit her finger as she lowered her eyes a little, fearing his rejection. While her college boyfriend had loved getting her off with his tongue, Bill had hated it. Dave's hands tugged the lacy boyshorts off her legs and then pulled her down so that she lay open before him. He blew delicately on her overheated flesh and she rolled her hips up, whimpering lowly.
"I want this to be perfect for you," he whispered. "What you want, I want." And then his large thumbs were opening her and she gasped as she watched his face light up as he brushed one thumb against the sensitive bundle of nerves that was normally hidden there. Her body reacted so easily to the delicate touches and then he leaned forward, kissing her there. It was so soft at first, and then he was suckling with the same fervency he'd shown her nipple earlier.
Her body had ramped up to the precipice of orgasm when he pulled away from her. Balancing on her elbows, she looked at him, her eyelids heavy from passion. "Why, why did you stop?" she gasped out, pushing her hair back from her face.
"I want our first time to last a little longer. Those sounds you're making are driving me close to the edge, my lovely English rose." He got up on the bed and she turned to him. Instantly, his hand were on her, cupping her breasts and thumbing the nipples to even stiffer peaks. Erin could feel his arousal, hot and hard, against her wet core.
"Right now, Dave, I just want you inside of me." She snaked a hand down to close around his oh-so- hard dick and guided him to her entrance. "Please, before I go mad."
"But you want perfect."
"Fuck perfect, and just fuck me already." He nodded and entered her in one fluid motion. All she seemed able to focus on was how full he made her feel, how right. "Deeper, David," she moaned, angling her hips so that he would fill her more completely.
"You feel so amazing, Erin, so soft," he breathed in her ear as he thrust in and out of her responsive body. All she could do was moan wordlessly in reply and he swallowed the sound with his lips. As the orgasm built up once more in her, she tightened around his shaft, trying to keep from falling too quickly. "My rose," he panted out and pulled her over on top of him.
As she rode out her pleasure, he cupped her breasts once more, lightly pinching her nipples. Then his fingers slipped between her folds to brush over her clit and she was seeing stars as the orgasm swept over her. She collapsed atop him, riding out the waves of pleasure as tears streamed down her face. "My Davie," she whispered as he stroked her hair.
"Did I hurt you, honey?" he asked as he wiped the tears from her cheeks. She shook her head and then rested it on his chest. "Then what is it?"
"This was just so beautiful, so perfect. Thank you, Davie." Erin felt him kiss the top of her head and she sighed. "I don't want to move from this spot, ever."
"While that sounds lovely, we'll need food at some point. And we'll need to clean ourselves up before round two." Dave shifted her in his arm, pulling her up slightly so that he could kiss her lips. She felt him harden once more against her leg and smiled against his lips. "If you'll excuse me one moment, I'll go grab us a washcloth."
Erin nodded and watched him pull on his boxers before jogging from the room. Within a minute, he was back, holding the cloth. Kneeling on the bed, he tenderly washed her off and then placed a soft kiss on the thatch of blonde hair. From there, he began to kiss up her body, stopping first at her belly button. She heard herself coo at the sensation and he chuckled lightly.
Dave nuzzled the underside of her breasts and Erin buried her fingers in his hair. Her hips moved restlessly as his fingers drew patterns on her stomach, tickling her slightly before they sought out the juncture between her thighs. She opened easily to his touch and moaned at the sensation of his fingers down there and his mouth suckling on her breast. It didn't take long for her to reach orgasm once more and she bit her lip to keep from screaming.
While still coming down from the high he'd given her, he entered her pliant body, moving slowly to prolong the pleasure. Wrapping her arms around his neck, Erin pulled him down on top of her, needing to feel his weight on her, anchoring her to this moment in time. She offered up her face for a kiss, but he bypassed her lips for a moment to suck hard on the pulse point of her neck.
"Are you trying to mark me as yours?" she asked breathlessly and he nodded. She smiled and then gasped as he captured her lips in a searing kiss. He took his time making love to her and she felt so cherished by his care in bringing her pleasure. Erin lost all rational thought as she had her third orgasm that night, and collapsed on top of her, burying his face in her hair.
Slowly, things returned to normal, or her new sense of normal, and she kissed his cheek. "Once more, Erin. Kiss me here." He tipped her face up and puckered his lips. She obliged him with a tender buss and then sighed. "Are you tired, my lovely rose?"
"Not really, no. When we get home, what will happen to us?" she asked, curling her hand against his chest. He laid on his side and looked into her eyes.
"I know what I want, but what do you want?" He brushed a piece of hair back from her face and smiled tenderly at her.
"I want a lot of things, it seems. But above all, I want to try having a relationship with you. The only thing I worry about is what Aaron will say to you. I'm broken, David, and he knows that. I wouldn't want to strain your friendship over my failures"
He caressed her face softly before bundling her up in a tight hug, rubbing her back as she cried. "Sweetheart, Erin, listen to me. You are not broken; you've been through a time of refining. Yes, your heart hurts, but that's because your heart is open to others. Kitten picked up on that quickly this week. And if Hotch even looks at you the wrong way, let me know." He kissed her temple and she snuggled into him. "We're all skirting the frat rules here, my English rose. Not one of us is going to tattle on the other, I promise you that."
"I wish we could stay snowed in here forever. I am honestly happy here. No one has too high expectations of me. Penelope treats me so kindly. Is it stupid for me to be afraid of all this fading away once we get home?"
"I'd be afraid of that too, Erin, if I were in your position. I can't allay those fears, honey. I can only stay with you until those fade away like morning dew." She nodded against his shoulder, shivering slightly as she began to feel the cool air lick at her skin. "Do we need to cover up now?"
"Uh huh. I couldn't make it another round, I'm sorry. I haven't had three orgasms in one night in years." He chuckled lowly and pulled up the quilt, protecting them from the cold.
Erin turned on her side, spooning close to him as she pulled his arm around her waist. Dave immediately cupped her breast and she giggled. "I am going to enjoy this relationship of ours," he murmured as he kissed the sensitive spot below her ear.
"I'm already enjoying it," she said quietly. "Thank you, David."
"For what, Erin?"
"For accepting my amends. For smoothing my way with the others. For reminding me that God still loves me. And most important of all, for accepting me as I am, broken though I might be."
"And you accepted me even though I can be a bastard at times." Once more, he kissed her neck and then they sighed in tandem.
"Could, could we sing together again? I know it's silly, but when I was little, my Christmases were full of singing."
"It's not silly, my beloved English rose. Here, let me start." He took a deep breath and then began softly, "O come, o come, Emmanuel. And ransom captive Israel…" She joined him on the chorus, feeling a sweet peace descend on her soul. She was home, here in his arms, and she never wanted to lose this feeling of being ransomed from her failings.