Derek felt like he was flying. He didn't know when was the last time he felt so alive.
His brain wasn't working properly at the time. But his heart knew the answer. It was her.
She was able to lift his spirits in that way. She made him feel free. Desired. Penelope made his manhood fall at her feet.
-Penelope- he said with a chuckle -I don't think this is a suitable thing for two forty like us.
The brunette raised her eyes and took her mouth off his member.
-Come on, man- Penelope said teasingly as she took off her panties and left them on the passenger seat, "Don't tell me you've never had a blowjob in a car?
She was teasing him. He could tell from her mocking tone of voice.
- How can you ask that? - He balled up her ponytail in his fist and pushed her head back slightly - You know I do. But not in an FBI car, you little pervert.
Penelope was having fun. She was overjoyed. And it was a normal feeling. She was fulfilling her fantasy: fucking Derek Morgan in every possible way. And everywhere.
She loved to tease him to bring out his alpha male side. When he became dominant, she melted like butter in his hands.
They were in Quantico parking. A place full of cameras, a place where dozens of feds came and went all day long.
The risk of being seen having sex made her very horny. After all, she no longer worked there.
But she knew his job was still very important to Derek and she would never put his reputation on the line.
-Come on, let's go to my car. We're not in danger there.
Derek laughed and shook his head. She was crazy.
He grabbed her panties and stuffed them in his pocket.
-Don't leave evidence of your shenanigans, Garcia. You can get in trouble.
Penelope smiled sideways as she grabbed his hand to walk together to his car.
-Are you afraid, Agent Morgan?
- Never.
Derek watched her in silence. He didn't want to move. He was too happy with her warm body in his arms.
But he knew it was a countdown. They had fucked like crazy in her car, in his pool and in his bed.
Desire made them lose track of time and pleasure clouded their minds. It was too many years containing a wild sexual attraction.
He heard her move and closed his eyes. One last try. Maybe if Penelope saw him asleep, she would agree to stay that night in his bed.
They had been having sex for more than six months. Since their reunion it had been all eating and fucking. Fucking and eating. Laughing from time to time. And fucking again.
But they had never slept together. They had never shared a moment of complicity as a couple. Derek felt like an idiot. They were NOT a couple. She made it very clear that there were no strings attached. They were just two old friends pleasuring each other.
At first it was fun. But now, at least for Derek, everything was getting complicated.
Her Iphone rang on the nightstand and she quickly answered it. Derek felt that stab in his chest again.
He heard her laugh. Once again, he kept silent and hid his jealousy in the deepest place in his stomach.
-Don't worry, honey. I'll come pick you up at the airport. I'll be there tomorrow. Bye.
She turned to look at Derek. She grabbed his face between her hands and kissed his lips. He knew what was coming next.
-I have to go, my baby boy.
-Who were you talking to?
He couldn't hold back the question. Derek tried his hardest but the monster of his jealousy came out of his mouth like a hurricane.
Penelope frowned as she put on her dress.
-He's a friend.
He wanted to stop. But he couldn't anymore.
-Do you fuck him? Do you suck his dick in his car too?
He felt his insides twist inside his body. He held his breath, as if that could solve his out-of-tune question.
She laughed and looked him straight in the eye.
-What the fuck do you care, Derek? You're not my boyfriend, not my husband. You have no right to ask me those questions. I don't ask you how many women you are sleeping with.
He jumped out of bed and began pacing the room aimlessly, his hands on his hips.
-I'm not with any other woman- he said in a whisper, as she put on her shoes -I'm only with you.
Penelope looked him up and down, smiled arrogantly and clapped her hands.
-Wow, bravo -she stopped clapping and came within inches of his face -But I didn't ask you to be faithful to me. So don't expect that from me. You had me at your feet for fifteen years. But not anymore, Derek. I'm not looking for love. Not even yours.
He remained silent. He didn't know what to say, or what to do. He didn't know how to make her understand that for him that wasn't enough. He didn't just want sex with her. He wanted it all. That's why he broke up with Savannah. That's why he decided to look for her. But apparently it was too late.
She had grown tired of loving him. She had decided to move on with her life, to enjoy all the years she had lost while he made up his mind. Penelope was a different woman. And she was way out of his reach. Because she now knew how much she was worth.
- As you may have heard, I'll be busy tomorrow," she said as she opened the bedroom door, "when you get over your anger, call me. I'll be waiting for you.
Penelope closed her eyes when she noticed his hand gripping her elbow. God, how hard he was making it. Every time she had to go home, it was the same story.
-Derek, I'm not sleeping with you. I think I made that clear to you last time.
Penelope felt bad for him. She knew Derek was having a hard time with his divorce but didn't want to get too involved.
Her life had changed a lot. She was happy. She stopped looking for love and decided to let herself be carried away by her senses. Now she felt more of a woman, more fulfilled, more beautiful.
When he wrote to her Facebook, Penelope already knew it was going to happen. She needed to feel him inside her body. Penelope couldn't die without knowing what it felt like to have an orgasm with Derek Morgan.
She felt his body close to hers, his breath colliding against the back of her neck. Her hand left his elbow to settle on his waist.
-Please stay. Just tonight- Penelope felt her legs tremble as his mouth caressed her ear -I want you to wake up with me. I want to kiss you while you're still asleep. I want you to open your eyes in the morning feeling my fingers in your sweet pussy.
- Don't do that. You know I have to go home.
But her words didn't sound convincing. His mouth began to draw a wet trail down her throat. She felt increasingly vulnerable in his arms.
-Come on, my baby. Let me love you.
Penelope breathed in sharply and opened her eyes. With iron willpower, she pushed Derek away from her body.
-Sorry. Told you I'd never spend the night with you. I never do with any man. You're no different, sweetie. Good night.