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Bed Sharing / Clothes Sharing
He's wearing her underwear and to be honest, she couldn't be more aroused.
Three months - three months of bliss. That's how long Penelope Garcia and Luke Alvez had been dating and it had been the best three months of her life. They still argued and bickered like they used to but now they had the added bonus of coming home and making each other sweat between the sheets.
Penelope had never thought of herself as a physical person. Sure, she enjoyed sex as much as the next person but with Luke, she craved it. She craved his tongue and his hands and his hips and his cock. Good lord his cock. That this was created to please women. It made her almost believe there was a God.
"You don't have a spare pair of underwear for me do you, Penny?" Luke asked as he walked into her bedroom, a towel wrapped around his waist and his hair damp from the shower.
"What about the ones you wore last night?"
"I can't wear them as someone made me make a mess in them." She blushed. It had been her fault. They'd just finished up a case and she'd not seen him for a few days. He'd barely gotten through her front door when she had pinned him to the floor and jacked him off until he came into his underwear leaving a sticky mess behind.
"You got me back though," she retorted, sticking her tongue out like the child she was. Afterwards, Luke had made her come not once, not twice but three times with his tongue, only stopping when she begged. One more orgasm and she felt like she was going to pass out from pleasure.
"Well I'm not going into work commando," he told her.
"You'll just have to wear some of mine then," she reasoned, standing from the bed and going to her underwear drawer. "What do you feel like; yellow with bows or blue lace?" She quirked her eyebrows at him, not expecting him to say yes.
"Hmm," he came over and examined the garments. "I think it's got to be blue lace." He took the underwear from her. "Goes better with my skin tone."
She threw her head back and laughed and he kissed her on the cheek, squeezing her to his side.
"Come on," he began. "We don't want to be late for work."
Penelope glanced over to the clock and saw they only had thirty minutes left. "Shoot!" she exclaimed, rushing passed Luke to quickly finish her coffee and find her bag.
Twenty-five minutes later they were at work. As usual, they headed into the office hand in hand, Luke carrying his own bag and hers.
Just as they were about to get into the elevator, a woman nearby dropped some papers she was carrying on the floor.
"Shit!" she exclaimed, bending down to pick them up.
Luke and Penelope both headed over to help her.
"Here," Luke kindly said bending down and picking up a wedge from the floor.
Penelope had every intention of helping too but when Luke bent over, his jeans rode low and she could see the blue lace of her underwear peeking out. Her heart sped up and her pussy clenched.
"Thanks," the woman said, her and Luke standing at the same time, Penelope's view of the blue lace suddenly gone.
"Have a nice day," Luke called as the woman headed off.
Penelope was staring at Luke, unsure what to do. She couldn't believe she was turned on by seeing her boyfriend wearing her underwear. The desire she had felt gave way to embarrassment and she was thankful when he led them back towards the elevator.
They chatted quietly on their way up and once they got their floor they separated with a quick kiss, promising to meet up for lunch.
The morning came and went for Penelope. It seemed to speed by very quickly when she was thinking of Luke in the blue lace and when she was trying not to think of Luke in the blue lace, time seemed to drag on.
Prentiss called them halfway through the day into the meeting room to discuss a potential case. Penelope was sat next to Luke with her laptop out and relevant case notes open.
Prentiss was talking and pointing to the screen when all of sudden it went blank.
"Oh," she frowned and walked around the to the side then tutted.
"Luke - a cable's come free, could you reconnect it please, I can't quite reach." She got up on her tiptoes but it was just a few inches away from her fingers.
Like smiled and stood, squeezing Penelope's shoulder as he did.
Rossi, Reid, JJ, Tara and Matt were all looking down at the case files on their iPads and discussing finite details; Penelope, on the other hand, was distracted by a flash a blue.
She looked up from her laptop and watched as Luke stretched, his t-shirt revealing the muscles in his back and her underwear, her own panties flooding with moisture. She quickly glanced towards Prentiss to see if she had noticed, but she was too busy waiting for the screen to come back on.
When she put her eyes back on Luke, she couldn't take them off him. She wondered how the material felt against his cock. Did he feel constrained? Sexy? Was the material nice against his balls? He did have very sensitive balls.
She imagined him hard under the material. His throbbing cock waiting for her. Dripping with precum as the lace rubbed against the skin and stimulated his nerve endings. The thought made her wet and she rubbed her thighs together, shifting in seat, desperate to get some friction.
"Done," he announced, shifting back to his normal height and turning round, garnering the attention of the rest of the team.
Penelope's eyes slowly trailed they way back up his body and when she met his eyes, he smirked and she blushed. She'd been caught staring.
She looked away and back towards her laptop, listening as Prentiss carried on from where she'd stopped earlier.
Luke walked back to the table, bending as he sat and lowering his mouth to her ear.
"See something you like?" he whispered. The smirk was evident in his voice.
She didn't answer him - she didn't need to.
The rest of the meeting was spent with Penelope only half listening to what Prentiss was saying, she was distracted by Luke's hand. It was on the table at first, and then it crept under and sat on his own leg for a few minutes. Then slid across to her knee and fingers ran circles on the inside of it. A few minutes later he trailed his fingers up her inner thigh, caressing the creamy skin that lay there.
She turned to look at him, her eyes wide and her mouth slightly open.
He just grinned.
"Alright, you all know what you need to do - I'll see you first thing tomorrow." Prentiss gave them all a smile and everyone began to leave the room, Penelope feeling uncomfortable and hot.
She grabbed her laptop as he packed up his things and together they left the room.
Without saying a word, she took his hand and led him back into her office.
"What's up?"
Garcia placed her laptop down on the desk and turned to face Luke.
"Take your clothes off." It wasn't an ask - it was an order.
Luke grinned. "Something got you all hot and bothered?"
She didn't respond. Her eyes watched as he kicked his shoes off, removed his shirt and then unbuckled his belt and pushed his jeans down to his legs, leaving him in only her blue lace underwear.
He used his words from earlier to tease her. "See something you like?"
His thick erection was straining against the material. It made her mouth water.
She walked right over to him and kissed him hard, using her hands at his neck to pull him down to her height. He wasn't much taller than her, only five inches when she wasn't wearing heels and she quite liked that she didn't have to stretch too much to kiss him.
Her lips pressed frantically against his and she wound her fingers into his hair, angling his mouth just how she wanted it and pushing her tongue inside, enjoying the groan that was elicited from his lips.
Luke's hands found her waist and slid down until he found her ass. His large hands cupped and massaged her rump, squeezing and pulling her hips to his.
She was wearing a simple navy blue dress with butterflies on today and because this material was thin it meant she could feel everything. He was hard.
Penelope pulled her lips from his and kissed down his neck, peppering the skin with sucks and licks as she went. Slowly she kissed his pecs, lightly flicking his nipples as she went.
"Penny," Luke groaned, eyes squeezing shut as his hips thrust into hers and he squeezed her ass hard. "No teasing," he panted out, finally opening his eyes to see her looking innocently up at him, her fingers lightly crawling across his shoulders and giving him goosebumps.
"It's only ever a tease if you don't intend to do something about it."
Luke laughed. His eyes sparkled and he beamed at Penelope.
"Come here," he leaned down and kissed her, taking her breath away. His tongue plunged into her mouth and he held the back of her head with one hand so she couldn't pull away.
He stroked his tongue over hers and she whimpered. Yes, she actually whimpered.
"Now," she mumbled against his mouth, managing to put enough distance between them so she could talk. "I need you now."
Luke wasted no time and pushed Garcia back until she was leant against her desk but she didn't want it like this.
She pushed against him and he raised his eyebrow before conceding and falling back to sit in her desk chair. She reached under her dress to pull down her wet panties and she flung to them to the other side of the room.
Luke shifted his hips and lifted his ass up off the chair fully intent on taking off the lace material that constrained his cock but Garcia had other ideas.
"Leave them on," she told him huskily, moving to straddle him and kiss him once more.
She rubbed her now bare pussy against his lace-covered cock and they both moaned. The lace felt so good against her swollen lips.
She ground herself down on to Luke, moaning louder when he arched his hips.
"You've got to give me something, Penny."
She smirked. Reaching down, she rubbed his cock through the lace, purposefully dragging the material over the bulbous end, her smirk growing bigger when Luke groaned.
Carefully she pulled his cock out of the side of her underwear and grasped him hard in her hands. Rising up on to her knees, she slowly sunk down on him.
Her eyes closed in bliss and her jaw dropped open in pleasure. Every time they did this she never got over how he felt in those first few seconds. Hard, thick and pleasurable. Her heart was beating fast and her pussy sucked him in deeper.
Opening her eyes she saw Luke was staring at her, pleasure written across his face as his hands grasped at her waist.
Penelope leaned in and kissed him and then began to move.
She rose up slowly, not allowing him to slip all the way out before she sunk back down onto his hardened member. She began to increase her speed after the first few thrusts and then it became very difficult for her to control her moans, groans and whimpers.
The only sounds that could be heard were the sounds of their pleasure and their skin slapping together, the wet suction noises driving them both higher.
"Who knew… fuck… that me wearing your… shit underwear would turn you on?" Luke gasped, rocking Penelope slightly so he hit her inside walls at a different angle.
She didn't respond; she couldn't.
Her hands were know resting behind her on his muscular thighs and she used them as leverage. She increased her speed and lost the tempo, her clit throbbing every time she sunk herself back down.
"Luke… oh… there… I'm-" Her words got caught in her throat and her legs shook, her orgasm crashing into her. Luke rocked her harder and let out his own groan a few seconds later, pinning her to him when he did as his cock thrust deep inside her. Whenever he came he always felt the need to be as far inside her as he possibly could.
Penelope leaned limply against Luke as he sat back in the chair, her eyes closed and a satisfied smile on her face.
When she opened her eyes, Luke was looking at her again, a content smile on his face.
Without a word she leaned forward and kissed him, smiling against his lips.
"Penelope?" Luke began. "I really do think I'll have to go commando now." She quirked her eyebrow. "We made a mess." He looked down between them and Penelope sat up a little straighter so she could see what he was talking about.
She couldn't help but giggle when she saw the liquid dripping from her pussy and onto Luke's now flaccid cock still outside of the lace underwear.
She placed her hands on either side of his face and kissed him. She'd have to make sure that he didn't have any underwear to wear at her place more often.