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Derek did not know how much whiskey was inside his body, but not enough to make him lose his head. He kept seeing Pen in the midst of the dance floor.
He saw her sensual, feminine, almost erotic ... That damn black top, with the straps tied behind her neck... The flesh of her breasts begging for attention.
Her hips covered with denim, leaving exposed her creamy legs.
Penelope moved her hips, doing magic on her waist, her hands playing with her silky hair.
She was sexy, very sexy. Worse, she knew.
Derek was sure, Penelope was aware that he was staring her body. More than once, she had looked at him earnestly. A mischievous, wicked smile on her face, as she was rotated her hips against another man, sensually. That witch knew he was getting jealous.
She was dancing with two men. She laughed with them, throwing her head back. She flirted with them, whispering, God knows what, in their ears.
He again raised his drink; letting the alcohol burn his rage, his jealousy, his anger... How could he get angry? He had no right... he had abandoned her.
"You should stop looking at her," Reid whispered, sitting on his left "She's having fun, not causing harm anyone"
"Yes, she is having too much fun" he replied, with considerable sarcasm, "What's in her head, a threesome?"
Reid raised his eyebrows in surprise, as he took a sip of his soft drink. He was a responsible man, he took seriously that of 'If you drink, do not drive'.
"She's not doing anything that you have not done before. You've never danced with only a woman, what are you complaining?"
Derek's eyes chilled his drink in his throat. "You know I have reason," he muttered, before returning to converse with Rossi and JJ.
He turned his eye to Hotch, who never took his eyes off to her. Derek did not know if anything had happened between him and Penelope, but she attracted him sexually, he had no doubt about that. His eyes filled with desire, his lips dry ... Hotch watched every movement, his elbows on the bar, his glass full.
Derek approached him slowly, not wanting to interrupt his fun. He sat beside him
"Like what you see?" Derek asked, taking another sip of whiskey "I bet you do"
Hotch turned to look at his subordinate. His dark eyes flashed with anger, his jaw clenched. Hotch shook his head in disbelief, and looked back at the dance floor.
Derek moved closer to him, his elbow on the bar "If you keep looking at my woman, I'll tear your eyes"
He turned to look at Derek again, laughing before answering "Your woman? I think she thinks differently, buddy"
Alcohol and rage was possessed his body, his strong hands grabbed the lapels of his boss.
Hotch was sure he had never seen so much anger in the eyes of his, so far, friend "Never doubt that, do you hear me? Never"
Hotch fixed his eyes on him, with force "Do not threaten me, you do not dare"
Derek released him angrily, almost making him lose his balance "She's mine. Do not you dare put her in your bed, because I swear to God I'll kill you"
He looked defiant, a smile on his face "That's what you want, but the question is ... what is it that she wants?"
A strong blow shook his jaw, causing him to fall to the ground. Hotch raised his finger to the corner of his bloody lips. With a frown, he looked at his assailant, his chest rising and falling in pure rage
"Do not ever say something like that again" his body exuded anger, but his voice was painful "She loves me ..."
A hand placed on Derek's shoulder, "Aaron! ... what happened?" she asked worried, as she knelt beside him.
He then stood up, wiping his blood with a napkin "It's nothing, do not worry"
"Let me look, please" asked Pen, pulling the napkin "It's nothing serious, you've bitten here ..." she said gently, passing her finger through the small wound.
She turned to look accusingly to Derek "You have given him a punch?" she asked, approaching him "Answer me!"
"What the fuck you care?" he said angrily "Yes, I forgot. He is the center of your life right now, no matter what I say, right?"
"Why?" she asked softly, seeing the pain in his eyes "Why have you done this?"
He did not know how to react after what he had done; he knew he had to apologize to Hotch.
But he was angry, he was jealous of Hotch and all those men who approached her. And she allowed them to get close. More of what allowed him the last time.
"You know what the problem is? The problem is that you behaving like a whore with all men who approach you" Derek saw the pain in her gaze, and then regretted his words "I'm sorry, I did not mean ..."
Then, to everyone's surprise, Penelope approached him, putting one hand behind his neck, and began to kiss him desperately.
All the pain, despair and grief were in that kiss. She pressed closer to him, her warmth flooding every fiber of his being. Her tongue caressed the inside of his mouth, until he reacted to her assault.
He grabbed her waist possessively, without allowing an inch of distance from their bodies.
His tongue was lost in the sweetness of her mouth. He could get addicted to her, he was convinced that.
He licked her lips for the last time before leaving her mouth. Then stroked her lips with his thumb, gently.
"Come home with me ... I need you so much"
"No..." she whispered, his forehead against hers, "That's not a good idea"
"Please, for God's sake ... I'm going crazy without you" he pleaded, his voice hoarse.
She brought her lips back to his, pulled away from him, watching his eyes closed.
In less than two minutes, they were in his car. Penelope were on top of him, devouring it with kisses.
She traced the line of his jaw with her tongue, leaving gentle bites into his flesh. Her hands were in his shirt, exploring every hard muscle under the fabric. Her fingers caressed his nipples sharply, ripping loud moans from his throat. "Baby... I missed you so much..."
She took his shirt from him aggressively, before dropping her mouth to his chest.
Her tongue licked every bit of him, biting his skin, while her hips stirred against his erection.
Penelope continued down her mouth, kissing, licking and biting his abs. Her hand stopped on the button of his jeans, before lowering his zipper. She returned to lick his body, from his abs to his throat, leaving a wet trail on his skin.
"Like this, honey?" she whispered in his ear, her hand tucked into his underwear, stroking his dick.
He raised his hand to caress her neck, before kissing her mouth, but she jerked away. "Do not touch me"
He closed his eyes, lost in his own pleasure, feeling her hand up and down on him.
When Penelope started biting his collarbone, digging her nails into his neck, he felt lost.
Derek wanted to be inside her and drive her crazy with pleasure. He wanted her screaming in his arms, but he did not think he would last much longer.
He felt her mouth on him, sucking it eagerly. He tangled his hands in her hair, helplessly.
Her mouth caressed his manhood, leaving it occasionally, to biting and kissing the inside of his thighs.
"Come here, I want make love to you" Derek asked, with a small voice, "I not want cum in your mouth"
She sucked harder, stroking his dick at the same time."You want to cum?" she asked
"Yeah ..."
He closed his eyes, feeling his release. A pleasure he had never felt before, shook his body until his bones.
A smile curled on his lips, while he caressing her face."I love you so much, my angel"
Penelope turned away from Derek, not saying a word and he opened his eyes.
She had moved to the passenger seat. Her gaze was cold, as if nothing had happened between them.
He put a hand on her thigh, stroking it "Have I done something wrong, love?"
She still did not answer, not looking at him."Please, tell me" he kissed her temple, before placing a hand under her chin, forcing her to look at him, "Tell me baby..."
Penelope then turned, looking into his eyes directly "You got what you wanted, you already fucked me. Now, leave me alone. I do not want you in my life again"
"What are you saying? I do not ..."
She laughed, before leaving the car, "Sure, you want to share your life with me, with... how did you call me? Whore?"
Derek got out of the car, a few steps behind her, zipping up his jeans
"Let's talk please ... I'm sorry, I'm so sorry ... Forgive me ..."
"Out of my sight" Pen shouted, opening the door of her car.
"I was jealous, I was insanely jealous ... Please listen to me"
But Penelope was already far away...
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