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Chapter Forty Five
Spencer collapses back against the pillows and groans, panting and sweat pouring off of him. I sat back on my knees and took a few steadying breaths. Satisfied in my little surprise.
"Pl-please...Ashleigh. Please."
"Please what."
"Please I need to cum...," he gasped as I moved again, this time agonizingly slow. I'd managed to bring him right to the edge, over and over, for the past two hours. Never letting him find his release.
"Hmm...I'll have to think about that one," I put my index finger to my chin and grin mischievously down at him.
"I'll do whatever you want...anything."
"Anything?"
"Yess," he hissed. "Anything.
"Hmm...okay then,"
...
I wake to an empty bed and the smell of pancakes and coffee. I wander into the kitchen and find Spencer, perched on a barstool, reading the paper and drinking what's probably his fifth cup of coffee already. The oven keeping our breakfast warm.
"Good morning," I chirp and kiss his cheek before reaching for my own coffee that sits in front of the second stool, made exactly how I like it too.
"How'd you sleep?" He peers are me.
"Like the dead...who knew being on top for three hours would be so exhausting."
"Three hours, forty two minutes and thirty seven seconds," he muttered.
"Are you saying you didn't enjoy it?," I frown.
"No no no! Just saying that it was...a test of endurance. One that I almost failed," he frowned.
"Don't be silly. You passed with flying colors," I wink.
"Here...let me get your plate," he pushes back from the island and puts himself to work.
"You are being so...sweet today," I take my plate from him.
"Yeah well...you were so sweet...and generous...last night that. Well. Just let me take care of you okay?"
"Fine fine," I throw my hands up in defeat. "I'm actually glad you're in a good mood because...we need to talk about something.."
"What's that?," he inquired and leaned over the counter across from me.
"I uh...didn't tell you everything about yesterday. Dr. Watt..."
"Did he touch you?," Spencer closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
"Yes," I whisper and my skin began to crawl. I'd thought making love to Spencer would made me feel better...but it didn't.
"I'll kill him."
"No, Spencer! No. I do want you to come with me to school today though...I'll need to go to Human Resources or something. I don't wanna go alone," I felt my lip quiver and he quickly rounded the island to take me in his arms.
"I'll be there with you...shh...it's alright. Don't worry."
"But what if he tries to say nothing happened? They'll believe him over me."
"No they won't. I'll make sure this doesn't get swept under the rug...promise." He smoothed the back of my hair and pulled away, looking down at me.
"Okay...so when should we do this? I'm not sure when the office even opens..."
"Just skip your first class. We'll go at the normal time."
"But that'll make you late for work."
"I'll text Hotch and let him know I'll be late. I might have to explain when I get there though."
"That's fine. I'm fine with them knowing."
"How far did he get?,"
"He just groped me...and I punched him as hard as I could in the groin and ran away as fast as I could. Just like you told me."
"Good...I need to get you a gun," he absentmindedly wandered over to his little safe under his desk.
"Here," he handed me a little gun, only the size of my palm. "This will do for now. Be careful with that and don't lose it. It's very easy to lose."
"Where did you get this?"
"Bought it off Rossi. He was showing off all his guns one day and I thought it was just the coolest little thing I'd ever seen. He was happy to part with it, as he'd really only bought it as a novelty and never even shot it. It'll shoot though don't worry. Morgan and I of course had to test shoot it before I bought it."
"Oh..."
"You'd better get changed."
"Yeah," I murmured and pushed myself up off the stool.