Don't Own.

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Aaron was just chopping up some red and yellow peppers when he heard the doorbell ring. He took a step back, away from the counter and dried his hands on a dish towel lying nearby before heading to the front door.

He smiled when he pulled it open and saw Penelope standing there with a bottle of wine in one hand and container filled with salad in the other. "Hey Penelope," he said stepping aside and allowing her entrance "thanks for coming early."

"No problemo Boss Man, you know I'm happy to help," she said as she stepped inside "just point me in the right direction and I'll get to work."

He grinned as he took the wine and Tupperware; he looked down at the bottle of white "French Riesling…"

Penelope nodded "Hmm my favorite."

"I'll just go put this in the fridge," Aaron said as he moved back towards the kitchen, she followed him closely "if you wouldn't mind helping me finish chopping the vegetables for the shish kabobs?"

"No problem," Penelope said.

He bent down to place the wine in the small wine fridge and had to get down on one knee as he tried to find a space amongst the other wine bottles. After a minute he stood back up, closing the door as he went. When he turned around Penelope was about a foot from him biting her lip as she stared at him with wide eyes.

"Penelope?" he questioned.

"Nothing…" She said giving him an innocent look that was ruined by the small smirk that briefly crossed her face. She began turning to the counter where the half-chopped peppers were lying out, but a second later Aaron was beside her, his own teasing smirk in place.

His left hand found her hip as he slowly turned her around "My profiling skills have me thinking that you're not being completely honest Ms. Garcia."

"Oh?" Penelope teased.

Aaron brows rose "Do you think you might be leaving something out?" his right hand moved to her other hip."

"I don't think so Sir," she said coyly, her fingers playing with the collar of his shirt.

Backing her up against the island he grunted "Now, now, we can do this the hard way or the easy way? You think you're ready to be honest with me?"

"Well…" Penelope said biting her lip again "It's just I couldn't help but notice how nicely your jeans fit."

"What's that?" Aaron asked as his hands slid up her sides, so that his thumbs just rested under her breasts.

Penelope giggled "When you bent down…and your jeans got tight, and I just couldn't help but notice how shapely your…"

Aaron cut her off as he dove forward and his mouth devoured hers. His hands grabbed hold of her breasts and he shoved his tongue down her throat.

Penelope moaned against him, her nails scraping against the exposed skin of his neck before drifting upwards into his hair.

He captured her bottom lip with his teeth and bit down gently. His hands were still groping her breasts as his mouth moved to her neck and kissed a trail down, nipping here and there. As his nips got a bit more forceful, she pulled back.

"No leaving marks Aaron," she said with just enough seriousness to get his attention "I have no way of covering it up here."

He didn't respond but he was gentler when he leaned in again.

Penelope couldn't help but moan as his soft lips trailed her skin. Desperately she pushed into him, whimpering as he returned to her mouth, his own covering hers with refreshed vigor.

His hands slid down from her breasts, until they were cupping her bottom. She was wearing a skirt that day and he started to bunch it up so that his fingers could sneak under her panties. His thumb pressed against her lips and she hissed as she felt it press down onto her clit.

He began to massage it, while still kissing her. He allowed his index finger to join his thumb and began stroking her. She panted against his mouth and pressed down harder on his hand, doing her best to grind against him.

His mouth pulled away to kiss the tops of her exposed breasts at the opening of her shirt.

"Ah Aaron," she moaned "Oh yes, please, harder, Aaronnn…."

His thumb and finger worked quicker and she felt herself hit her peak. She moaned lowly as she came and squeezed against his hand.

A moment later Aaron pulled his hand away and used his other hand to start pulling down his fly "Turn around," he grunted.

Penelope's eyes widened at that, she looked around quickly even though she knew they were alone. "What if someone comes in?" She stared out the doors to the backyard which faced the kitchen.

Aaron ran a finger across her cheek and she turned back to look at him "Don't worry, you were here early remember? No one will show up for another few hours, besides I thought you were excited by the possibility of someone catching us? Isn't that what you said when you insisted we do it on the couch in my office a few weeks ago?"

Penelope nodded slowly.

"Besides, I'm not going to be able to get any work done until this…" he took her hand and placed it against his tented boxers "is dealt with."

"Right," Penelope said though she still looked slightly unsure. He leaned in and placed a kiss on her lips trying to calm her.

She kissed him back, then pulled away and turned.

"Good," Aaron said with a grin. He pushed her forward, bending her over against the island. He hiked her skirt up and pulled down her panties. Then quickly pulled himself out of his boxers and without any other preparation forced himself into her.

She grunted as he slid all the way in. Even though she had been hesitant, she was still amazingly wet. Aaron pulled out and pushed in again even harder, groaning as her muscles squeezed around him. He panted as he slammed his swollen cock into her heat, his hand fisting into her hair as he did so, pulling her head back and using his other hand to pinch one of her nipples through her shirt.

Penelope spread her legs a little farther apart and Aaron groaned as it caused his thrusts to go even deeper. He worked himself in and out fast and hard, enjoying the moans she made at each thrust.

Aaron had never been with someone like Penelope before. He hadn't planned to have a relationship with her either; the notion of it was very unethical to him at first. He had always given Dave and Derek a hard time about workplace relationships but had fallen hard for Penelope after one simple kiss.

She'd been driving him home from the office one night since his car was in the shop and she lived so close. They'd been laughing about something when she pulled over to let him out but before he could get out of the car she had leaned in and placed a soft kiss on his lips that lingered just a few seconds too long.

He had been dumbfounded, and then irate as he went off about how inappropriate it was. Then he had jumped out of the car before she could apologize.

It had taken him the week to think over what had happened, he tried to tell himself that it was wrong and that he wouldn't tolerate those actions but his thoughts would always linger on how nice it felt and so about a week later when she showed up at his front door to apologize, he had ended up practically jumping her.

Ever since then they'd had a causal relationship. It had always been just about sex with her, though some days he wished it was more but Penelope would never let it go farther. He hadn't exactly figured out why yet, but at the moment he didn't want to push things and chance scaring her away.

He had only been with two women before her, Haley being one of them, and sex with them had always been rather vanilla. He was gentle with them and he hadn't thought anything was wrong with that; he had enjoyed it after all. However Penelope had brought him out of his shell a bit and showed him how enjoyable the rougher, more kinkier sex was.

Now as he plowed into her, he couldn't imagine it being any other way. He roughly pinched her nipple making her scream out as he involuntarily bit down on the skin of her neck while he came.

He continued to thrust slowly until he collapsed against her back breathing heavily. His arms reached around her and he rubbed his face against her neck, kissing the red spot he had bitten. He hoped she wasn't too upset about it.

She let him hold her for a second before pushing his hands away from her and stepping out of his embrace.

Aaron stared at her sheepishly but she shrugged it off "It's fine," she muttered "I'm sure my hair will cover it." She smoothed out her skirt while he watched her and then was quick to grab the plates out of his cupboard. "I'm going to go out and set the picnic table, you should finish with the vegetables."

Aaron watched as she walked away, her hips swaying as she moved.

He sighed, she was always like that after one of their couplings, immediately distant almost like she regretted it but Aaron couldn't believe that when she always came back again.

He tucked himself into his pants, turned and looked at the display on his oven, he swore when he realized what time it was. He hurried to wash his hands and finish with the main dish.