Author's Note: Happy Wednesday everyone. My job is going well and I'm definitely looking forward to my first paycheck. I need new headphones, STAT. I'm also looking forward to tonight's episode. I hope they extend the Reid vs. Morgan prank war and that Rossi isn't somebody's daddy. I mean, come on, first ex wife? I'm thinking long lost child or UnSub. Here's a short, sweet, and hopefully sexy update. Enjoy.

Disclaimer: "Honestly, it's not mine!"

Emily cried out as his tongue dipped into her and his appreciative groan was muffled by her thighs taking him captive. Dazed and barely able to keep their hands off of each other after The Floor, they had staggered into his bedroom. Spencer pressed her against the wall before she could blink and proceeded to blow his "innocent man child" image out of the water.

Unwilling to stop him, Emily gripped the top of the dresser and spread her legs a little wider, shivering as his ministrations deepened and became firmer. Looking down, she saw that his eyes were sparkling happily and she whimpered as his fingers found her aching clit. Gone was the awkward, somewhat manic Reid that everyone saw. He was a calm and confident man who knew what he wanted and who he wanted it with.

She was just glad that he wanted it with her.

With a loud moan, she arched and shuddered with a hard orgasm, feeling as if her heart was going to beat out of her chest. After a moment, Spencer stood up and she kissed him full on the mouth, tasting herself on him. Holding her to him, he backed them to his bed and she found herself underneath him again.

Instead of staying, she reversed their positions and started kissing steadily down his body. Strong chest, light brown nipples that tasted wonderful, a lean six pack…god, if she knew that all of this was underneath those cardigans, she would've pounced on him ages ago! Moving to his long lean legs, she brought her attention to his inner thighs, kissing and nipping until…

"Emily. y-you don't have to…" he rasped.

"Shut up.", she grumbled before taking him in her mouth.

His hands gripped the comforter with white knuckles and that gave her even more incentive to continue. Most men would've used her head as a steering wheel but not Spencer. No, he was too much of a gentleman. Swirling her tongue on the way down, she met his slight thrusts halfway and boldly cupped his ass, making him yelp as she squeezed firmly. Mmm…

"Son of a…oh, god, Emily…y-you need to…I'm…"

When he tried to pull her away, she trapped his wrists in her hands and rapidly flicked her tongue on the head of his cock, making him come with an almighty groan. Pulling away slowly, she rested her head on his chest, smiling triumphantly as she licked her lips.

"You…you're incredible…" he murmured before pressing a kiss to her forehead.

She replied by nuzzling his neck.