Have Yourself a Merry Christmas
Evening, Friday
December 25, 2010
Morgan and Garcia
Chapter Five
Sitting on his lap in his leather chair, she could feel his warm breath against her lips as he asked "Now, where were we? About here, right?"
"Baby, there's something I wanted to tell you and its uber important."
"Shhhhhhhhhhh." Derek was tipsy and not in the mood for talking. The lusty way he had been looking at her all day said he was only in the mood for one thing.
Penelope was surprised that he was being so bold about it when usually he held himself in check. He kept himself from ever really going there with her. So many times that had frustrated the hell out of her. What she would have given for the slightest sign he was trying to lean in for a smooch even once before tonight.
Now he had tried to go for a kiss twice.
But she kept stopping him. She couldn't believe he was going to kiss her knowing she was still dating Kevin. She wanted him to understand that Kevin was now her ex before Derek's lips ever touched hers. So their first kiss would not be marred with any guilt or doubts about if they were making a rash, reckless mistake fueled by alcohol.
Penelope needed Derek to know she was kissing him because she had picked him to be her man from now on. All he had to do was accept the job.
"But-" she mumbled quickly.
"Garcia," Derek murmured, in a low growl, "damn woman, you talk toooooo much. Enough already."
The wine in her system made her think he sounded so funny at that moment so she threw back her head and laughed. A second later his mouth latched onto her throat, sucking and kissing desperately, and she felt her body turn into a live wire. Suddenly she was burning up in her red sweater that was over her green dress. She chucked out of it quickly, making sure never to move out of reach of Derek's mouth that was doing delicious things to her throat.
He found a spot at the back of her neck, after lifting up her hair, that had her squirming on his lap and moaning in bliss. "Ohhhhhh, that's heavenly."
"You like that, angel?" he whispered, his voice thick with hot, wanton hunger, as he moved his lips to her earlobe. "How about this?" He tugged her earlobe between his teeth.
"Mmmmm, yeah, I like that uber mucho much."
He lowered his head and kissed her shoulders, nibbled her collarbone and kissed up her throat. His hand moved up the side of her body, cupped her breast and his thumb rubbed her nipple, which was already in a hard little nub from all the attention he was showing her.
His deep voice was silky smooth and heady with lust when he asked "You like this?" as he rolled her nipple, eliciting a deep moan from her as shivers wracked her body.
Breathing heavily, barely able to think, Penelope made one last effort to tell Derek what she wanted him to know. "Mmm, I pretty much can say, without a shadow of a doubt, that I like anything and everything you're doing right now but I think you should know something..."
Quickly he took her face in his hands. She gasped at the loss of his warm, large hand on her breast.
His eyes glittered with desire and need when he stared into hers. His breathing was just as quick as hers. Derek wanted her badly. Very badly.
Penelope no longer doubted that a bit.
"What," he asked "should I know?"
She suddenly forgot everything she wanted to say and it took her a moment to snap back into reality. "I broke up with Ke-"
"Nu-uh, don't you say his name right now."
"I just thought you should know."
"Woman, I did know. Now are we done talking? I promise you that we can talk till you're hoarse later...just wait till later..." and then his mouth was on hers and all she knew was that her dreams were all coming true.
His mouth pressed against hers sucked all the oxygen out of her lungs in an instant. He stole her breath away. With shaking fingers, she grasped at his sweater as she tried to drag him even closer to her. They ended up pressed tight together, sharing a searing kiss that shot heat ping ponging through her bodies to places she didn't even know could tingle from a kiss.
Their kisses flowed together- changing in intensity from hard, claiming, possessive ones to softer and more gentle, sweeter kisses- for long minutes, as they got lost in the sensations of discovering each others mouths and tastes, of being allowed to caress each other wherever they pleased. Their hands explored greedily. His sweater was pulled up so she could get at his abs. The strap of her dress was pushed off her shoulder and the zipper tugged down so he could feast on the site of her lacy bra clad breasts. His mouth hungrily kissed over her hot, overheated flush, licking and sucking down her throat and over her breasts.
His every touch and kiss was feverish, desperate after waiting so long for this moment, but packed with emotion.
Taking hold of his face she pulled his head up and murmured "Handsome," before kissing him again. She melted into that kiss. Giving up the last of her fear and fight. Giving in to their love.
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A half an hour passed with them sharing kisses and caresses until her dress was peeled completely down to her waist, her skirt was hiked up, she was straddling him and her heated center was against his hardness.
It took all his willpower to wait on her to finally whisper "Take me to bed, Morgan."
Penelope crawled off his lap and before she could fix her dress he yanked it down over her hips. She stepped out of it. He sat back for a moment and admired her lovely, curvy body.
"The face of an angel, the body of a Goddess," he murmured.
She flirted, her eyes hot with want, as she took his hand and pulled him up "And the dirty mouth of a sailor."
His lips slammed down on hers. They started to stumble toward the stairs. The wine in their system and the headiness of the moment making them unsteady on their feet. Her hands moved to whip off his belt and then unbutton his pants. Before they hit the stairs he had them off.
There was no doubts in his mind that this was the perfect way to end their Christmas night. What could be better than showing his baby love his love for her? A love he had to push down for too long but a love that refused to be pushed down even one moment more.
A love that made this holiday and all of Derek Morgan's life so much richer, better and fuller than he ever would have imagined it could be.
(There's nothing more that I want from you
than to lay together
and stay here forever with you.
x-x-
There's no one I ever knew
that I wanted to spend Christmas with
more than you
more than you.) (I Don't Wanna Spend One More Christmas Without You by N sync)
THE END
