Long Nights

Morgan and Garcia

Chapter Three

July 2010

Derek was still struggling to sleep with Penelope pressed against him in the motel room bed. They lay facing each other on a bed almost too small for both of them. His arm was over her and his hand rested in the middle of her back. Her tank top had rode up a little so some of his fingers were on bare skin. She felt warm and smelled liked apples and cherries. He wanted to start licking her and not stop till their wake up call came.

Hell with sleep. He obviously wasn't gonna get any no way. His body was way too turned on from having Penelope, for the first time ever, be all cuddled in bed with him. Her legs brushed his and one of her feet was touching one of his. Just that contact he found hot as hell.

Damn he had it bad for her.

This had been building for years and he knew, or at least he was praying to God, it would come together for them very soon. Penelope had just become single again, but he didn't think this night at this motel- that was pretty dingy and gross- while working a case was the time to show her how deep his love for her ran.

That he found her so hot he could barely restrain himself from sliding his hand down her back and over her round, ample ass. Squeezing and massaging till she moaned and then pushing her ass forward so that she was fitted tight against his cock. He wanted her to feel the proof that he would cross every room in the world just to get next to her.

He just didn't want her to feel it right now. But his body didn't care because as every second passed and he lay there with her- entranced by her scent and the feel of her nipples brushing his chest and one of her hands pressed flat to his abs- he was getting harder and harder till soon it was gonna be unavoidable for her not to notice his baby girl inspired boner.

Derek groaned loudly. Penelope stiffened and scooted a little back.

He said "This bed is so damn uncomfortable. A spring is sticking in my back." He flopped over and turned away from her, laying on his stomach. "This damn motel is the worse one we've ever been at for a case. I bet you wish you could have stayed back home, baby girl."

"Its not the Ritz, that's for sure. But the company can't be beat. You're my own personal watch dog tonight and mama appreciates every muscle you ever put on to be prepared for the job."

He chuckled. "Sleep, silly girl!"

"I'm trying," she whined, in the cutest voice.

He did love that he seemed to be affecting her as much as she was affecting him. That was a good sign for all Derek was hoping would be coming down the road for him and Pen.

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A while later Penelope had fallen asleep. She was facing away from Derek when she did. He was still laying there lost in thoughts about her and them.

She rolled over and her arm went around him. He felt her warm breath on his neck. She cuddled, in her sleep, against his back and made happy sounds as she got comfortable again.

He wondered if she knew right now she was curled against him and not Lynch.

Derek took Penelope's hand and held it. In that position he finally drifted off to sleep. Around six am there was banging on their hotel room door and Hotch saying "We've got another body."

Derek groaned as he woke up.

"Morgan," Hotch called out "you up in there? The team is gathering in the restaurant immediately."

"Yeah, I heard ya. Be there in few." Derek sat up. He looked next to him and saw Penelope was making the cutest annoyed face, with her eyes still closed. Then she scratched her nose. He smiled widely. He liked waking up and seeing her right away. It felt very right and just reinforced what he already wanted for them. More than he wanted anything else for his future he wanted her as his wife. "Baby girl, we gotta get up."

"Ugh, it can't be seven thirty already."

"Its 6:15 but we got a body."

"Bastard unsub." She finally opened her eyes and then said "Mmmm, you're still a super stone cold fox even blurry." She reached over to the night stand and got her glasses, sliding them on.

Derek knew he should be jumping up to get ready but he was too caught up in watching her. And she was caught up in watching his...crotch.

Oh fuck! Morning wood. He grabbed a pillow and placed it over him. Then he said "Move it, sexy. You get the bathroom first."

She smirked. "Don't we have five minutes to spare?" she flirted

"Go!" He said with a big smile "And I mean it."

"Oh, fine, but you are seriously getting to be lame in your old age." She pouted and he chuckled.

Derek watched as she moved from the bed, got out her clothes and toiletries, and then went into the bathroom. God, he loved her. And he needed to tell her and see if she'd let him romance her, let him commit to her, let him marry her.

He prayed she'd say yes. Everything depended on it. His happiness depended on it. And his cock was sure counting on it.

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Penelope didn't have time for a long shower but she did take a few minutes anyway to run her hands slowly over her body, as warm water poured on her, and imagine those hands belonged to Derek. He certainly had been her crush since the day they met. All the other guys she dated- even Kevin- couldn't make her get as wet as quick as thoughts of Derek could.

Seeing Derek set her body on fire. It tingled every time he walked into a room. When she was the one walking into the room his eyes would latch on her right away. They spoke without speaking sometimes. A look could say so much. Make her feel so much. Calm her or excite her. Answer her fears or spark a flame. He knew how to make her feel what he wanted her to feel for him.

And she knew how to talk so damn dirty to him that she bet she stayed in his mind even when he was out fucking around with his little skinny sluts. She'd love it if he couldn't stop thinking of her the whole time.

The sleeping arrangements for this case were sure making Penelope re-think if she wanted to stay just friends with Derek. They had such a good thing going between them already but right about now she'd risk it all to feel his dick thrust deep into her warm, wet heat. His hand roughly massaging her breast as he nipped at her throat and took her from behind in this very shower.

She didn't want to risk messing up their friendship. It was just so hard to resist his chocolate God body. Especially when he was so perfect in most other ways and it would be so easy to fall back in love with him again.

But would it be smart? This was the guy who always said he wasn't ready to settle down. Better to just make it through this case and go home good buddies who weren't fucking like rabbits every time they got the chance to be alone together.

Penelope had just got out of a long relationship. She wanted her next one to be forever. Not just a fling that could destroy the best friendship she ever had.

Maybe they would solve the case today and they could go back to Quantico without Derek and Penelope having to cuddle up in bed again tonight. For right now she tweaked her nipples and imagined it was Derek's fingers instead of her own. Penelope let out a moan.

Surely the sound of the running water would muffle her.