Spencer watched as Jess worked, the feeling of longing burned inside of him. At first he had been taking things slowly, how relationships should be, but she had made it hard. The women he normally feel for normally meant that he had to work hard for them to notice him. Jess on the other hand had seemed to have wanted him from the start, something he was not used to. The others teased him about how slow he was taking it, but he was determined to do this properly. Then every time he tried to take it further something got in the way.

"It's not here." He replied again, looking for the bit she was asking for. Jess leaned over him and the neck of her hoodie dropped showing that she was only wearing a bra underneath. As she stretched over his lap her lower back was exposed. It was becoming impossible to control his feelings. The naturalness of everything made him desperate to pull her to him and make love to her here. With the dates there were expectations, to look their best, act their best and had it led to what he was sure they both wanted, then that had to be perfect too.

Right now, he was sitting in his bed wear and he had never seen Jess so casual, apart from the morning he had seen her rolling around the floor with Daphne. As he had watched and then intervened it had been clear that Jess had been wearing nothing more than the shorts and a vest top that she was using as sleep wear. It was a image that he had gone to sleep to ever since. This was a scene that he could imagine them being in years from now, just a normal day. The image of Jess in the shorts and vest top came to him again, it was enough to make him act on his desires. He wasn't as innocent as everyone expected, he just didn't parade the information around. Spencer Reid believed in discretion when it came to relationships.

Placing his hand on the small of her back he let his hand run over her smooth creamy skin. Slowly she turned her head towards his and he was ready, he sought out her mouth forcefully. Needing to taste her. Jess responded as she always did; as if she had been waiting her whole life for this one thing. His other hand went to her opposite hip so he could turn her towards him. He felt her other hand slide onto his thigh. It didn't stop there, he felt it slide upwards. He let out a soft moan at the thought of what she'd come in contact with if she carried on.

It cleared his thoughts briefly and he knew that it couldn't happen here, as much as he wanted it he didn't want their first time being a fumble on the living room floor. Taking her hands in his he removed them from his thighs, he felt Jess tense, no doubt thinking he was putting a stop to it completely. Slowly getting to his feet he pulled Jess to hers and kissed her. As he pulled away he looked into her blue eyes, he stared at her hungrily, wanting to explore every inch of her that was hidden from his view. He could see the same lustful desire looking back at him and smiled.

"Could we do something before a comet or something crashes to earth and kills us?" She asked not taking her eyes from his.

"That's not going to happen."

"With our luck it will." Smiling Spencer led her to his bedroom and closed the door behind them. "Trying to stop me from leaving?"

He smiled again, taking both of her hands in his once more he moved backwards towards his bed. "You're not going to want to." Her eyes widened and he watched as a smile spread across her face.

"There you are…" As he sat on the bed he didn't need to pull her down onto him, before he knew it she was straddling his lap, as if their minds were already one. "You're the one that's been kissing me." He smiled as her mouth met his. As much as he enjoyed kissing her he didn't want to waste another moment. His hands moved straight to the zip of her hoodie. Peeling the jacket down her arms he stared at her bare body, pulling the jacket away from her completely he threw it on the floor.

His hands returned to her hips and slowly he brought them up to her breasts trailing his fingertips along her skin. He knew she liked it from the way she shifted on his lap and the low moans that seemed to get lost before even leaving her throat. Moving his mouth down to her throat he remembered the gasp she had let out when he'd introduced his teeth to her ear the other night. Very gently he bit her neck, not enough to leave a mark but enough for her nails to dig into his shoulders.

"Oh god!" She moaned to the ceiling as he worked on her neck. Putting her hands on his face she looked at him. "I'm getting the impression you're not that innocent."

"It's a common misconception." He said as he turned his focus onto her breasts. Pulling down the straps he was stopped when she placed a hand under his chin and lifted his face to look at her.

"You can take that off if you promise not to answer the phone if it goes off."

"If you think I could walk away from this, you don't know me that well."

"May I point out that you leave me hot and bothered every time I see you?"

"I promise." Moving his hands around to the back he unclipped her bra and let it join her top. He began to massage her breasts and watched as her head went back and she let out a long moan. His mouth moved onto her breast and he enjoyed the groans of pleasure coming from the half naked woman on his lap.

.Jess looked down at him. "You're still dressed." Biting her lip she grabbed the bottom of his t-shirt. Pulling it up and over his head. Spencer watched as she stared at him, sighing she ran her fingers over his chest. "You're so…" She trailed off and slowly moved her hands down to his bottoms. "Hot." Running a hand along the inside of her leg to the top Spencer watched as her eyes bulged and her mouth opened and closed wordlessly.

Like the first date Jess found him, this time it was welcomed. "Spencer…please." She groaned and pushed herself against his hand. "Spencer, you're teasing me!"

"You're not doing so bad yourself." He whispered, hearing how aroused he was in his own voice. They both fell to the bed, their lips locking as they helped the other out of their remaining clothes.

Soon after their bodies were working in harmony with each other, the lightest of touches bringing a cry of pleasure from the other. Jess had her legs wrapping around his waist and her fingers tangled in his hair, pulling herself closer to him as if it was a matter of life or death. He could feel the pressure building in both of them. He'd never heard his name being screamed so loud. Placing his mouth to her ear he breathed heavily as he moved within her. Her own breathing was thick and fast, whispering a request he smiled when her eyes opened and met his.

Jess opened her mouth to answer him but only a moan of pure pleasure escaped. Suddenly her hands left his hair and gripped the bed sheet. "Oh god…Dr!" She was panting, her knuckles turning white. Spencer tried taking it all in, he was having this effect on her, her flushed face, white knuckles and short sharp breaths where because of him. "Uh…uh…Dr Reid!"