"So, you already have two children?" Hotch asked as he finished eating his dinner.
"Yes," the woman smiled happily. "Both boys. This time I am hoping for a girl." She looked at him hopefully.
"Well, I can't guarantee anything - " Hotch couldn't believe it, but he felt as though underneath the mask he was blushing.
"Maybe if you think about girls while we are – you know – doing it?" was the suggestion as she reached to pick up the tray to move it.
"Stop," Hotch reached over, gently picked up her right hand, turned it over, and lightly kissed the palm. Then, he moved to kissing her wrist, ending up with a slight flick of his tongue.
"OH!" Hotch could see her eyes had opened wide. "OH MY!"
"Let me take that," Hotch claimed the tray and put it gently on the floor. "Now, trust me." He began gently nuzzling her neck.
He had given it a lot of thought and had finally decided that while he was more or less being forced into having sex with a total stranger, that didn't mean that he had to be a barbarian about it. He was determined to make sure the experience was as pleasant as possible for both of them.
"Oh - ," the woman let out a shaky breath. "Whatever are you doing?" Hotch could feel her body begin to tremble.
"Just relax," he told gently her as he rested his hand on her thigh. Through the thin fabric of her dress he could feel her shift slightly, opening up her legs. "Now lay back on the bed." He guided her gently onto her back.
Hotch suddenly realized that he was getting hard – very hard and very quickly. Before he had been abducted it had been a long time since he had been with a woman and since then - He took a deep breath and began to concentrate on controlling his breathing. He needed to delay his coming for at least a little while longer. However, he could smell the fresh air and sunshine on her, and it had been so very, very long.
He moved his hand down to the bottom of her skirt where her leg was bare, and then began moving it slowly up the inside of her bare leg towards her core. As he moved his hand, he noticed that she was spreading her legs even wider and that her breathing was becoming more and more rapid. When he reached the top of her leg, he suddenly realized she wasn't wearing any underwear. He could feel himself beginning to loose control.
"You're not some high school jock trying to get laid under the bleachers after the game," he scolded himself. "You need to wait – "
Slowly he moved his hand higher and, when he was ready to insert his fingers into her, he found that she was already wet and waiting for him. Quickly, he withdrew his hand and in one motion tore off his pants. He barely got inside her before he began coming – and coming – and coming. Panting and moaning, he collapsed onto the cot next to this dark haired mystery woman.
"That was nice," he could hear her voice say over his ragged breathing. "It didn't even hurt!" She sounded surprised.
"It shouldn't hurt," Hotch told her as he raised his head to look at her. "Not if it's done properly."
"Well, you must have done it properly," was the response.
It didn't take long before Hotch realized he was again getting hard, abet a bit slower this time. "Not having been with a woman in a long time definitely had its advantages in this situation," he thought as he again slid his hand up her leg and began stroking her clit softly with his thumb. It wasn't long before he could hear her gasping for breath as her hips began bucking up from the cot as she arched her back.
"What?" she gasped in amazement. "I've never – "
"Do you like it?" he asked. "Do you want me to stop?"
"Yes, No, No, Yes, I – I don't know," the woman gasped. "It's just that I – "
"Okay," Hotch was working hard to keep himself under control. "Let me finish what I have started here and then we can talk."
He had already determined that his partner was wet and waiting for him so, for a second time, he entered her and began thrusting. For a second time, it didn't take long for him to come and soon he was lying exhausted on the cot next to the woman who was breathing heavily.
"What do we need to talk about?" the voice came from next to him a short time later. "Are you okay?"
"I was going to ask you that," Hotch raised his head to look at her. "You don't seem too certain about what is going on. You did say you already have two children, didn't you?"
"Yes," the woman told him. "But both those times it was – different. Those times the man just pushed my dress up and pulled his pants down and did it. It wasn't anything like this."
"Didn't it hurt?" Hotch asked curiously.
"Well, yes," was the reply. "But so did having the baby. And, I really wanted a baby."
"I can't do anything about having the baby," Hotch told her. "However, this shouldn't hurt and you should enjoy it."
"Really?" she sounded doubtful.
"Really," he assured her. "So, will you trust me to do things my way? Tonight and for the next two nights?" He reached over, cupped her breast through her dress, and ran his thumb lightly over the nipple.
"OH!" came the gasp. "OH – Yes!"