A/N: Okay, you guys are amazing! The response to this is really making me happy. Thank you so much for all the reviews and all the followers. Here is the 3th part and it's pretty smut. And it's the present! I hope you'll like it. And don't forget it, this isn't my priority so if I feel that you guys aren't enjoying this I'll stop.
Disclaimer: Do not own them.
PART THREE
They reached the dancefloor and Hotch immediately pulled Emily into his embrace. She linked her arms around his neck and he circled her thin frame with his arms, his hands resting right on the curve of her bottom. They swung slowly at the romantic song the DJ started to play, her face buried on the crock of his neck and his breathing the scent of her hair. He slowly caressed her back through the fabric of her shirt and felt her tracing her fingers on his scalp. "You still smell the same scent of strawberries that you did nineteen years ago". He whispered on her ear and smiled when he felt her shiver. He bent his head on her neck and started to trace open-mouthed kisses on her neck, below her ear and down her shoulders and collarbone. He paused on her pulse point and started to suck it, grinning inwardly when he saw the red mark starting to appear when he pulled back.
"Ohh, I've missed you…" She whispered with a moan while he continued his assault on her neck. He suddenly turned her around and pressed her back with his front tightly, letting her feel exactly how much he had missed her too.
He tilted her head to the side to continue to nuzzle her neck and caressed her stomach with his opened hands, his fingers tracing the hem of her shirt and the waistband of her pants and the side of her breasts. He looked down at her cleavage and could see the hard peaks of her nipples through the fabric and smirked. "And you're still so fucking responsive…" He purred on her ear. "I bet you're already all wet for me, aren't you?"
She moaned at his words and his breath on her ear. "Oh, I've been wet since we started talking about first times…"
He tightened his grip on her and groaned when she grinded her ass against his groin. "Your place or mine?" Jack was spending the weekend with Jessica at her parents' so his place was available too.
"Yours is closer". She said with a whine when he bucked against her and sucked a sensitive point below her ear.
"Then let's get out of here". He tugged her hand and directed them towards the table where the team was still watching them with wide knowing smiles on their faces.
He took his jacket while she collected her purse and coat. "Are you two going already, kids?" Dave said teasingly.
"Yeah man, why the rush?" Morgan said smirking.
The great amount of tequila and beer that Hotch had consumed the whole night added by the anxiety and desire to take Emily home made him pronounce the next words. "We have nineteen years to make it up to. That's a lot of sex. We're actually late so, excuse us".
Morgan spat the sip of beer he had just taken and coughed trying to control his laughter. "You go, Hotch!"
"See you two Monday. Don't do anything I wouldn't do". Dave said smirking.
"That really doesn't mean so much". Emily said smiling. She looked at Hotch and saw an odd look on his face. "What is it?"
"Today is Saturday, right?" At her nod he continued with a shake of his head. "There is no way in hell we'll be able to work on Monday. See you guys on Tuesday. Everybody has a day off".
"Emily, I love you. Go ahead and suck his life off". Morgan said smiling.
"Oh, I plan on doing so much more…" Emily whispered on Hotch's ear and smirked when he fastened his pace pulling her with him.
They got into the cab and he gave the driver his address. Emily buried her face on his neck and started to nip his flesh and lick the most sensitive points, making him start to shift uncomfortably due to the tightness on his pants. Finally the car pull over in front of his building and he all but thrown the money to the driver and opened the car's door, almost running towards the building with Emily right behind him.
He pushed the elevator's button and as soon as the doors opened he shoved her inside, pressing the 4th floor's button. He pressed her on the wall of the cubicle and started to massage her breasts and assault her neck again, making her moan loudly. They heard the ding of the elevator indicating that they had arrived to his floor and he directed them towards his apartment, making a quick work with his keys and then pushing her against the closed door, finally, finally, capturing her lips with his after so many years.
God, she still tasted so good. Her sweet flavor mixed with the spiciness of the alcohol was addictive and he started to devour her mouth, shoving his tongue inside to trace and mark every inch of hers as his, caressing her tongue and sucking it, enjoying all the little moans and gasps she was giving to him.
He pulled back just enough to push her shirt over her head, the need to feel her skin being too much to handle. His hands were running all the skin of her back, toying with the clasp of her bra for a few seconds before he undid it and tossed the fabric aside, leaving her torso completely bare to him.
"God, you're even more beautiful than I remember". He said reverently, causing tears to poll in her eyes, because she could see that he was being sincere, despite the horrible scars on her chest and abdomen inflicted by Doyle. He covered one nipple with his mouth and let his hand to massage the other and she could already feel the so wanted tension coiling low on her belly.
"God, Aaron, please. Don't make me wait. It's been too long". She pleaded while started to take off his jacket and unbutton his dress shirt. The desire was so strong that she suddenly ripped his shirt apart, sending buttons flying everywhere. She ran her fingernails on his chest and felt rather then heard the growl he emitted. She trailed kisses all over his chest and before he knew it forced him back on the opposite wall and knelt down in front of him, quickly unfastening his belt and unzipping his pants, shoving it down on his legs along with his boxers.
"Fuck, Emily!" He gritted between his teeth when she engulfed him on her mouth and started to suck it hard, without any foreplay. He grasped her hair on his fist and guided her mouth, starting to rock his hips, fucking her mouth. "Oh, yeah baby. So good, so good…" He groaned when her hands started to caress his balls and she swing her tongue on his tip, before continue to suck him hard.
Just a couple minutes later he could feel his climax close so he tugged her up by her hair. "Enough!" He hissed. He cupped her ass and lifted her, making her wrap her legs around his waist and went to the end of the hall to his bedroom. He placed her on the middle of the bed and made a quick work with her pants and panties, leaving her completely bare to him. He covered her body with his and captured her mouth again while she hooked her legs around his waist and pressed herself up to brush her center against his erection.
"Hurry, c'mon Aaron. Take me!" She groaned when he teased her with just the tip of his cock on her entrance.
"Condom?" He asked breathlessly.
"No need. I'm on the pill. I want to feel you, all of you". She said running her fingers on his back. He nodded and positioned himself and entered her slowly, savoring the feeling of her against him.
"Oh God, you feel so good. So tight and so hot and so wet…" He said when he started to move in and out of her very slowly.
"Oh… oh Aaron, yes… so good. Harder, please, harder!" She pleaded, her back arched from the bed and her fingers digging hard on his shoulders.
He started to move in and out faster, each thrust harder than the previous. He knew that he wouldn't last so much, not being with anyone since his divorce and the feeling of Emily too much overwhelming for him, so he brought his fingers to her clit and started to flick it quickly, ensuring that she would come with him.
"Oh, yes, yes, right there. Fuck Aaron, right there!" She moaned loudly when he found her sweet spot and started to rub it with every thrust, adding at the stimulation of his fingers on her clit.
He continued to thrust into her hard and fast, using his mouth to lick, nip and kiss every inch of skin he could reach from her neck and chest. He felt the tightness on his belly and knew he was on the verge of coming, so he looked at her right in the eyes and whispered with a husky voice. "Come for me, sweetheart. I want to see you fall apart…"
And she did. With the next thrust she exploded in pleasure, moaning his given name at the silence of the bedroom, her whole body shivering as her walls clasped him, making him follow her on the precipice. He groaned her name like a curse and shuddered at the intensity of his climax, jetting his seed inside of her with one, two, three thrusts, before he stilled, collapsing on top of her.
After a few moments he pulled out of her and fell on the bed beside her. To her contentment he quickly pulled her against him, sneaking his arms around her waist and she rested her head on his shoulder. He pressed a kiss on her forehead and whispered. "Are you okay, sweetheart?"
She sighed contentedly and snuggled closer to him. "I'm amazing…"
"That you are". He said smiling.
"Tell me again why did we wait so long?" She whispered.
"Because we're idiots". He said chuckling. He tightened his grip on her. "God, it was even more perfect than the first time".
"It really was. You're still amazing… no one ever knew how to make me feel this way". She said sincerely. "Honestly, I had to use our memories to finish myself a handful of times". She confessed.
"Been there, done that". He said.
"Really? You mean, with Haley?" She asked surprised, looking into his eyes.
"By the end of our marriage it was almost as an obligation, you know. An attempt to save or reignite our relationship… But even before that, at the beginning, it wasn't like this. Don't get me wrong, I loved Haley deeply and even though I wasn't in love with her long before she left I know I will always love her because she gave me the best thing of my life. But with her it was always so simple and… I don't know, boring? She never let me do anything other than normal sex. I think the most exciting thing we did was sex on the couch".
"Ouch". She winced. She remembered very well how much he liked to try new positions and do amazing things to drive her out of her mind. "It's really hard to believe that you spent so many years without doing anything wild. Not even doggie style? You were so good at that!" Flashes of her on her knees and him pounding into her from behind came on her mind and she shivered.
"You're kidding? If I ever asked her to bend over to me she would make me sleep on the couch for a week. She said it was degradant. That's why she never went down on me either. Or let me go on her. She said it was disgusting".
"Well, she was stupid. Because from what I remember, your tongue is magnificent". She said shaking her head. "I'd never been with someone who knew how to deal with my body either. I think that no one else was ever able to stimulate my g-spot other than you. And I never went on my knees to anyone else either. I just… never trust someone to do so".
"God, we're really stupid to have wasted all this time, aren't we?" He groaned, tracing his fingers on her back and the curve of her ass.
"We really are. So, we have a lot to redeem, right?" She asked, running her fingers on his chest.
He smiled and turned her flat on her back and hovered her. "How about we found out if my tongue is still magnificent?" He asked with a wicked smile before start to go down on her body tracing kisses all the way.
She sighed and ran her fingers on his hair. They were definitely idiots. But they were going to make it up for the lost time… over and over and over again.
A/N: Let a review! Two more to go!