"You Are Mine"
You come home exhausted, your head pounding. It is days like this that make you hate your job so much. You want nothing more than a glass of wine, maybe a back rub, and a good, hard fuck. Hotch isn't home yet, but he will be soon, and you can feel yourself start to get wet just thinking about him. Having a man like Aaron Hotchner is a gift of its own, it helps that he is handsome, that he has a big cock, and that he knows how to use it. You walk inside your apartment, thinking about the way his lips feel across your skin, the way his teeth bite your nipples, how his tongue feels when he is eating your pussy. You have a plan in mind already, you know exactly what you are going to do to take the edge off. Before he gets home, you busy yourself tidying up a little, and then you take an extra-long shower, taking care to shave every part of your body because you know how much he likes going down on you. You're careful to use his favorite body wash, the one that smells like vanilla and jasmine because you know how crazy it drives him.
After you take a shower, you walk into your closet with a smirk on your face. You already know what you are going to wear, and it can barely be classified as clothing. You wish he was here; he can take care of the ache between your legs the best, but you can make do in a pinch. You can feel the wetness pooling between your legs as you ache for his throbbing cock. You pull the delicate fabric out of the drawer, and it feels like silk against your skin. The piece is small, smaller than you have ever felt comfortable wearing. But you know what that does to him, it makes him feel like you're his own perfect little present to unwrap, the garter and the lace thighs-highs are just the icing on the real dessert. As you dress you watch your reflection in the mirror, you can hardly wait for him to trail his lips across your neck, to bite you, to mark your skin as his. You spray perfume and apply a layer of make-up, red lipstick that makes you feel sexy, desirable, and makes you want him even more. You can't wait until your cherry red lips are wrapped around his hard cock, his cum dripping from your mouth. You check yourself on the mirror once again and smile deviously, you look good enough to eat if you do say so yourself. You reach for your favorite silk robe and tie the sash around your waist, finishing the look with a pair of four-inch stilettos.
The house is dark when he walks inside, the soft light of the candles giving the room a warm glow. For a minute he watches, confused, and he's reaching for the light switch when he hears your sultry voice.
"Don't" you warn, leaning on the doorway by the threshold of your living room.
"Hey there baby, this sexy little outfit for me?" he says looking at you, adoration clear in his eyes, but you can see the heat brewing too, watching them darken at the sight of you wearing lingerie and high heels.
"You like what you see Agent Hotchner?" you purr, licking your lips and swaying your hips as you walk over, the picture of a dirty little angel straight from his fantasies.
"Very much so" he grunts coming closer and as he brought his arms up to pull you into his chest, but you stop him pushing him gently away from you.
"Oh no, don't touch yet, we're going to play a game"
"A game?" he asks with a grin because he knows what that means, and Aaron Hotchner is the king of games. He always wins.
"Yup, and you can't use your hands until I say so"
"But baby" he groans as he tries to reach for you again.
You smile, letting the robe drop, as it pools at your feet, showcasing the rest of the lace lingerie. The cool air hits your nipples, leaving them hardened and exposed, your skin flushed with desire. You can see his eyes tracking their movements as you breathe, his trousers tenting. You start walking toward the bedroom the two of you share and he is quick to follow.
You stand at the end of the bed holding a black whip, trailing it across your body.
"Now be a good boy and strip for me"
"But baby…"
You strike his ass with the whip just hard enough for him to grunt.
"Do I need to repeat myself, Agent Hotchner?"
"No, you don't" he growls, and you can see his thick cock, still trapped but hard and throbbing. He begins to undress slowly as his eyes follow your every move. As each inch of skin is revealed, you find yourself licking your lips, softly running your fingers over your nipples, tweaking them, massaging the whip across your inner thighs.
"Want to see how wet I am Aaron?"
"Yes," he growls as he finishes taking off his boxers. He stands completely naked in front of you, and you feel your folds swell thinking about his dick thrusting deep inside you.
"Now be a good boy and lay down."
He obeys going over the bed and laying down, his cock standing at full attention, begging to be touched. You straddle him, making sure your dripping pussy rubs against his body as you settle on top of him. He instinctively reaches to grab your thighs, pull you to sit on his cock, but you're in charge here, and you crack the whip to remind him, leaving a red stripe across his thigh.
"What did I say about touching me?"
"Baby please" he begs, desperate to feel your pussy, a tight vise milking him.
"Do you want to get fucked or not Aaron? Don't you want me to suck your hard cock?"
"Yes" he grits.
"Then be a good boy and don't touch me unless I give you permission. I don't want to have to tie you up." The corresponding shiver through his body lets you know he just might be up for it, and you file the knowledge away for future use.
You begin grinding against his dick, rolling your hips so he can feel the wetness dripping from your cunt. You lean down close enough to let your tongue swirl around his nipple, letting your tongue soothe the bites you leave across his skin. His groans of pleasure drive you to roll your hips harder and faster. You see his knuckles are white from gripping the bed covers so tightly. He's desperate to touch but you're not done playing with him yet and he knows the consequences of breaking the rules. You bend down to leave wet kisses along his neck, and red bite marks that he won't be able to cover tomorrow, but you don't care because that makes it even more clear that he's yours, he's off limits.
"Not the neck baby, not where people can see."
"Aren't you mine though? I want everyone to know you're mine"
His hands leave the bedspread to reach for you again, to grab your ass, and when you move away, he grunts in frustration. You bring the whip back, lightly tapping his cock with the whip, gently enough to not be painful, but hard enough to make him scream, to remind him of who's in charge.
"You had to be a bad boy didn't you Aaron," you reprimand. "You broke the rules and now I am going to have to tie you up"
"No baby please' he begs, but you are already off his lap, and reaching into the bedside drawer for two of his silk ties.
You crawl over to straddle his lap once again, bringing one hand up to tie to the bedpost. You can feel his frustration, see it written all over his face, but it only turns you on more. You smirk down at him before grabbing his other hand to give it the same treatment. With him tied up at your mercy, you lean down to kiss him.
"Now, where were we?" you say with a devilish smile grinding against his hard cock again.
Now you know there won't be any interruptions. You begin kissing his chest again, licking slowly all the way down until you are face to face with his thick cock, precum dripping from the head. You begin with small kitten licks, to tease, before moving to take his cock deep into your mouth. You slowly roll his balls in your hand, coinciding with the long deep sucks you're giving his cock. You're giving him enough to stay hard, but not enough to come and the way his hips jerk tell you he's getting to the point of no return.
"Please baby please" he begs, fighting against the restraints.
"Please what Aaron?"
"I want…."
"What do you want?"
"I want to cum baby please"
"Only good boys who follow directions get to cum"
You smile again, rather pleased with yourself, and hop off the bed. You know there is going to be punishment for this later, but you don't care right now, you feel drunk off the power of having this big strong man tied up at your mercy, to tease and touch and kiss at will. You slowly begin dancing swaying your hips, playing with the straps of the lingerie, and letting it drop to the floor.
His eyes are dark with lust, and you know he won't last long, but you're ready to torture him as much as you can. You finish undressing, leaving on the garter and thigh-highs. Sauntering over to the dresser, you reach inside to pull out a velvet pouch, a very special purchase you made earlier today. Drawing the vibrator of the pouch, you smile seductively placing a kiss on the tip, trailing your tongue along it, getting it wet and ready to use.
"Do you want to watch me cum Aaron?" you ask turning the vibrator on and moving back to the bed.
"Do you want to see how I fuck myself for you?"
You straddle his thighs, giving him a perfect view of your slick folds, and you gently place the vibrator against your sensitive bud. He wrestles with the ties, his groans of frustration in tandem with your moans.
"Please baby, I want you, I want to be inside you, I can fill you so much better"
"I know you can baby but not yet, soon baby"
Making sure to watch him carefully as he watched your pussy, you slowly slide the vibrator inside you, moaning softly and throwing your head back. He watches as you please yourself thrusting it in you a few times before bringing it out to roll against your clit, all the while, moaning his name softly until you're shuddering with pleasure, falling against his chest, and coming against the plastic material. You remove the vibrator slowly from inside you and sitting up on his chest you bring it to his lips, placing it near his mouth.
"You want to taste how sweet I am Aaron; how wet I am for you?"
He wraps his lips around the plastic material licking your juices, still attempting to free himself from the restraints.
"Please, please baby please" he begs, unable to take any more of your torture.
"I'll let you come now Aaron," you moan as you climb over his lap again, grinding against his erection, making him grunt in pleasure.
"Yes, yes please, I need to cum" he begs as you sink onto his erection slowly. He moans, throwing his head back and bucking his hips to meet yours, to quicken your pace as he's already on the verge of cumming.
"If I untie your hands, are you going to be a good boy?" you ask seductively slowly rotating your hips, keeping up the slow pace.
"Yes" he promises.
You reach for the restraints slowly untying one of his hands. He immediately reaches to grab your ass, squeezing it and holding you firmly as he bucks his hips against yours, thrusting deep into your pussy. Once the other hand is free you know he is going to make you pay for it, but you couldn't care less, having him at your mercy was enough to send you into a cosmic orgasm. He grabs your hips forcefully and flips your positions on the bed, pinning your hands over your head.
"You're going to pay for this sweetheart, you know that don't you, you little slut" he grunts biting your ear as he begins a hard punishing pace that already has another orgasm brewing eagerly inside you.
"Show me," you moan.
You love being in charge, but you love it when Aaron takes charge even more. He reaches for the whip you left off to the side, and runs it across your puckered nipples, before bringing the whip down with a sharp crack that leaves you arching up for more.
"You like that?"
"Y-es" you moan as he begins moving at a faster pace
"I'm going to fuck you so hard you won't be able to walk tomorrow"
He lowers his mouth to but your neck, and you let out a small scream. You throw your head back closing your eyes, as he strikes you again with whip. Turnabout is fair play, and you've marked him, it's only fair he returns the favor. He slides out of you flipping you over with one smooth motion.
"Now I am going to have to punish you"
He warms your ass up with his hand, the stinging warmth leaving you dripping on the bed. He picks up the whip, bringing it down onto the soft fleshy globes with a hard strike. You scream, but the pain is mixing with the pleasure, and you feel yourself working towards your orgasm. He brings the whip down again, harder this time, leaving a red mark on your skin. He slowly runs the whip over your pussy, hitting softly, leaving a sting that morphs into a fire burning beneath your skin only he can put out. Without warning, he slams back inside, your pussy gripping his cock tightly, and his palm slaps your ass, not once but twice and you can only hear yourself moaning, tears leaking from your eyes, he continues to fuck you at a punishing pace.
"That's it little slut come on my cock, I want to be dripping out of this pussy"
"Aaron" you scream as you feel your walls contract against his shaft, and an orgasm rip through your body.
He keeps going until he empties his seed inside you. You lay panting, your bodies sticky with sweat and cum.
He pulls out of you, collapsing onto the bed. You can feel your ass still smarting from the spanks and whips, your clit still throbbing, and his cum dripping out of you. He walks to the bathroom, and you're thankful he is because there's no way you could walk right now. He comes back with a towel and a glass of water and returns to your side where he gently cleans the worst of the mess up before laying down and pulling you into his arms. He leans down to kiss your forehead as you fall asleep snuggled with the love of your life, bad day long gone from your mind, because you have Aaron Hotchner in your arms.
