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Face Riding / Rimming
She's was his queen and he wants to worship her.
Luke pulled open the dishwasher and began to empty it of the clean pots, grateful of the time to complete a mundane task. Working for the BAU was great but sometimes it was nice to just be… alone with yourself and your thoughts.
As the front door opened and h heard the signature sound of her heels, he also thought it was nice to have someone to share your life with.
Penelope Garcia walked straight into the kitchen, dropping her bag on the table as she came in. When she narrowed her eyes at him he knew it was playtime.
"Taste me," she commanded, bending over slightly to pull her light pink panties from underneath her skirt.
She dropped them to the floor and he was on his knees in an instance, crawling over to her and hiking her skirt up her creamy thighs to expose her pink pussy to his awaiting eyes.
"Make me cum," she almost begged, throwing her head back when he massaged her flesh, his eyes peaking a glance at her before he got to work.
Luke wasted no time - she didn't like time-wasting. He placed his lips on her clit and sucked the bundle of flesh into his waiting mouth, swirling his tongue around the red hot nub and lightly flicking the end, earning his a moan of approval.
His hands grasped the back of her thick thighs and he fought against her, her body writhing with all the pleasure he was giving her.
One hand of hers came to grip the back of his head as the other rested on the side of the table, red-painted nails digging into the wood.
"That's it," she encouraged when he gave her a long lick. "Just like that."
When the tip of his tongue breached her, she jumped, her thighs wobbling in his hands.
To give her more stability and to enable him to work harder on her, Luke shuffled forward slightly, making her shuffle back into the table. He lifted one of her thighs up and onto his shoulder, stopping his ministrations to quickly leave a mark with his mouth on the skin.
He loved to mark her, especially in places where nobody could see. Nothing turned him on quite like knowing that on her ass she had a bite mark or a handprint, or her breast was red where he had spent all night mouthing it. It made it hard to concentrate in meetings sometime.
"God, Luke!" she moaned when he returned his mouth to her now dripping hole.
He simply smirked into her skin as his tongue entered her pussy and he fucked as if he was using his cock.
This is what sent her over the edge.
Her hands gripped furiously at his head and the table and she let out a guttural moan.
"Oh…" it was like music to his ears.
When she flooded his tongue with her juices, he lapped them up greedily and when she slumped against him, he placed her leg back on the floor and stood up.
He turned her around and bent her over the table, keeping her skirt hitched up so he could see her lovely ass.
He unzipped his trousers and pulled them down along with boxers.
Luke stared at her rump and massaged his balls and cock. Four long strokes over the rigid flesh and two quick tugs on the boys.
He then lined himself up to her wet entrance and prepared to immerse himself inside her.
When he entered her and her warm heat coated him, he moved her hair off her neck and kissed the skin there.
"I love it when work pisses you off," he whispered into her ear.
She turned her head from where it lay on the table and gave him an identical grin to the one he was currently wearing.
"Me too."
