A.N: So you guys like it hu I'm happy that you do and thank you to everyone who reviewed, alerted and added to favorites it means a lot. And if you haven't guess it is set about three four days after the end of the case in LA so end of season five beginning of six and now on with the show.
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Chapter two
Lay your hands on me
Cocksure and ready to claim what he wanted Derek climbed the steps up towards Penelope's third floor apartment. He'd been thinking from the time he'd left her office at work, while at home getting ready and the drive to her place. It was time to quit hiding behind their friendship, to relinquish every doubt and fear he had cause he was willing to trade it all in for what he knew would be the best time of his life.
If the case in LA had taught him one thing it was that life was too short to squander. That you had to grab it by the horns with both hands and live and not look back. He didn't want to have any regrets in his life, no what ifs or maybes. No he wanted the woman behind that black wooden door and by George he was going to get her one way or another just a few details to clear up first.
He knocked briskly and JJ answered. Yup a few minor, huge, details to clear up.
"Morgan," JJ greeted stepping back to allow his entrance.
"JJ I didn't know there was a party going on," Derek said glancing around Penelope's modest one bedroom flat.
Seeing Reid and Emily sitting on the couch deep in conversation, Rossi in the kitchen stirring a pot the delicious smells of tomatoes, red wine and cheese wafts through the air and Hotch with Jack playing beside him on the floor, Hotch talking with Will who held Henry on his lap.
The only person he didn't see, but wanted to, was his baby girl.
"She's in her bedroom," JJ offered clearing up the matter.
Morgan nodded and motioned towards the beaded curtains before starting for them. Half excepting to see Lynch sitting with her on the bed yet was greatly please when he found her alone.
"Baby girl," Derek began as she turned to face him a bright smile gracing her angelic face still dressed in her wildly colorful skirt and pale pink silk blouse her hair falling from her once quaffed up do. The little tendril's framing her face beautifully.
"I'm sorry hot stuff we seem to have a little company for our dinner."
Amused he asked, "How did it happen?"
"JJ invited Will and herself over only telling me just as we were leaving work. Emily and Reid over heard the plans and you know JJ. Well we couldn't very well leave out our fearless leader and side kick. So before I knew it bingo bango I had a full house with one exception." He cocked a questioning eyebrow. She giggled pressing a hand to his left bicep feeling the muscles jump and flex under her warm palm.
"And that person would be?" he asked trying to drag the answer out of her.
She leaned in close conspiratorially to whisper, hot breath fluttering against his ear, "Why you of course my Adonis."
"Woman," he growled wrapping his arms around her waist pulling her body flush against his in a tight almost bone crushing hug.
She squeaked at the sudden contact. But melted into his embrace feeling safe and protected in his strong arms of steel. She leaned her head into the crook of his neck burying her self into his skin breathing deeply. The scent of Dial © bath soft and something earthy, darkly masculine and very Morgan filled her head. She wanted nothing more than to take a huge bite or several thousand tiny nibbles all over the rock hard planes and angles of his sculpted body feeling everyone under her hands, lips and tongue tracing and retracing every inch till she stated her hungry.
"Humm you smell divine my chocolate candy piece mind if I take a bite," she purred against his ear wondering if she'd taken it just a bit too far.
"Nibble away Goddess just know that once you start we'll wind up clearing your apartment in seconds cause I don't think they'd want the free show we'd give them. But then what I have in mind works better with privacy anyway," Derek answered feeling a chill raise the hairs on the back of his neck from her breath ghosting over the partially exposed skin.
He'd given her permission and who was she to lick a gift horse in the mouth. Despite his warning she leaded in closer opening her mouth and gently scrapping her teeth against the skin of his neck. Hearing his sharp intake of breath his body going ridged at the erotic feel of her teeth against his skin.
However she miss took his stiff posture as if he hadn't meant his words the way she'd thought. Quickly she started to speak, "Derek I'm sorry I didn't mean. I just stupid of me so stupid it was just an impulse. I should've known better. I'll," she paused in her rambling daring to look up into his eyes. What she witnessed in those dark chocolate orbs stunned her into silence.
For instead of disgust there was lust, instead of recrimination there was pleasure and a feral look in those deep swirling depths that held her still. No man in her entire life had ever looked at her like she was something he would gladly devour inch by inch. A shiver of ecstasy ran down her spine.
And when he finally spoke, his voice was husker, deeper filled with a primal need for her. "I told you woman don't tempt me. You may have bitten off more than you can chew."
"Humph that was only a quick taste of delicious chocolate I'd gladly keep sampling. Cause," and this time she dropped her voice an octave feeling the arms wrapped around her waist grow tighter pressing her soft body into his harden one, "mama likes to devour her meal nice and slow inch by sexy chocolate inch for maximum satisfaction."
One hand came up to thread through her silky red locks holding her head still while the left hand sprayed flat against the small of her back. "Don't play with me Garcia I'm in no mood for teasing," he growled low in his throat
"Teasing can be most satisfying if done correctly hot stuff. You've just been with the wrong women," Penelope shot back her own arms coming up to wrap themselves around his neck lacing her fingers at the base of his skull.
"Penelope," he groaned wanting nothing more than to lower his head the rest of the way and claim those pouty full red lips.
"Yes my love did you want something?" she asked sweetly with a flutter of her lashes.
He leaned in close, teeth capturing the lode of her ear, nipping gently when he answered her, "You my sexy one of a kind Penelope. I want you."
"Be still my heart it's all a flutter now. For what do I owe this unexpected good fortune?"
However, a knock on the wall broke the atmosphere between them. "Guy's dinner is ready," Rossi called walking away.
Penelope went to pull away feeling the mood had been shattered. Yet Derek held her firmly in place his left arm forming a tight vise grip around her waist. "I told you Penelope I wasn't in the mood for teasin' and I meant what I said."
"Come on handsome the moods broken lets go eat," Penelope answered once again trying to unwrap her arms from around his neck only to find that he kept replacing them.
"Na uh I'm sticking to my guns on this one baby girl," he warned taking the hand from her hair and wrapping it to around her waist.
"And that means what Mr. Morgan?"
"That this time I'm not letting you go without a fight," he answered a bit cryptically lowering his right hand to cup her butt in his strong palm pressing their pelvises closer hearing the sharp intake of breath from her knowing she felt the effect she had on him. "You feel that Penelope? That is what you do to me every damn time you walk into a room. I get so damned hard it's almost painful to walk. I smell your perfume or hear your voice I have a deep seated urge to take you into my arms and diner on your body till we're both stated. It's not just sexual or primal, but heart deep I can't get you off my damn mind woman and I do want to either."
His omission shocked the shit out of her leaving her speechless. Yet he took her lack of a response as a negative and released her from his hold. Not wanting to pressure her into anything she didn't want.
"I'll give you time beautiful," he said his left hand coming up to caress her cheek and giving in to the momentary want he leaned down and brushed his lips over hers in a soft feather light kiss. That left him aching and hard for her all over again.
Letting her go with another quick press of their bodies and walked from her bedroom clearly dispirited by her lack of reaction.
However her reaction timing was shot. He'd killed her senses with that soft brush of his lips devastating her mind and body with the feel of his hard muscle bound form. Her heart raced and ached at the same time. She wanted nothing more than to pull him back into the shadowy corner of her bedroom and ravage him till they both were breathless. Yet she held back asking herself why now? Why did he feel the need to tell her what she'd wanted to hear for years tonight instead of last week, last month, last year or five years ago? What had changed in his life… then she knew LA. California had changed him, like Alaska had changed her.
Calmly she straiten her clothes, taking a deep breath but discovering that only his woodsy manly scent filled her nose making her body burn that much hotter. With a sharp shake of her head she stiffen her back once again trying to ignore the warm wetness that had pooled between her thighs while having him pressed so close. She could do this pull off the biggest cover of her life till everyone but the object of her desire left then it was game on and boy he better be prepared for what mama would have to bring.
"Any body got good plans for our three days off?" Emily asked out of the blue once dinner started to wind down.
Everyone's plate having been cleaned of Mama Rossi's special spaghetti with garlic bread and a side salad full to popping.
"Sleep, sleep and more sleep, and after that maybe some shopping," JJ tossed in from her position holding Henry in her lap leaning back against Will who's arms were wrapped around her slim waist.
Rossi shook his head, "Well I've got more productive things to be doing with my time."
"Like what Dave?" Hotch asked picking his and Jack's plate up seeing that the little boy had fallen asleep curled into a ball.
"My next book of course," Rossi stated as if it was public knowledge.
"Ooh big productivity there Rossi," Emily shot back, "I'm going to go for a weekend of pampering and relaxation work out some of the kinks from that damn job."
"Well this tech kitten has booked a cottage on the beach for three whole days and I plan on doing as less as possible. What about you Reid?" Penelope said glancing at Morgan and grinning widely.
"Books," Reid answered then seeing everyone face explained, "reading mostly and maybe going to the park and playing chess."
"Lord Reid can you be any more boring," Emily chided good naturedly ribbing him.
"She's right kid you need a girlfriend and not just the ones in those damned books of yours," Morgan tossed in ruffling his hair.
"At least it won't cost a dime," Reid argued stubbornly, "besides I'm not Mr. Smooth like you Morgan."
"Well I plan on helping out the economy. Stimulate the local businesses for good measure," Emily rebuked with a toss of her head.
"And on that note Jack and I are calling it a night. Thank you Penelope for inviting us and have a safe and happy time off. If you need anything," Hotch said picking his sleeping son up from the ground.
Penelope rose to see him out, "I'll let you know boss man. Rest and have some fun with this junior G-man."
Aaron smiled pausing at the door, watched as Penelope brushed a kiss to Jack's forehead ruffling his hair slightly.
She leaned in closer to his ear whispering, "Sleep well Jacker's love you kiddo."
"Night Garcia," Hotch stated walking out of her open door.
"Leaving to old man Rossi?" Penelope asked seeing him approach jacket slung over his arm.
"Fraid so Garcia early morning meeting with the publisher," he answered kissing her cheek fatherly.
"Thank you for cooking dinner," she said appreciating the simple gesture.
"Anytime," he returned with a tip of his head before he to walked out.
The crowd rapidly departed after that leaving Morgan and Garcia alone at last.
"I better be heading off as well baby girl," Derek began rising slowly from the couch.
"Understandable hot stuff get over here and say good bye."
And he did wrapping his brawny arms around her waist for the second time that night lifting her a fraction off her feet then setting her back down. What he wasn't prepared for was her arms coming up to encircle his neck or the deep press of her soft full lips into his.
He groaned at the simple taste, the lush feel of her curve's molded into his hard body and the heat that seared his skin.
She nibbled at his bottom lip drawing it between her teeth soothing it then with the tip of her tiny pink tongue. Taking control of the kiss like a well seasoned player thrusting her tongue inside the warm cavern of his mouth diving to all reaches she could find. Trying to stat the hungry she had for him yet finding the simple yet masterful kiss wasn't enough. She wanted him all of him.
Derek's head swam with lust and passion as Penelope's fingers dug into his shoulders grinding her hips into his. He'd all ready been hard for her but now it was painful and throbbing. He could feel the wet drops of pre cum soaking his boxers as she continued her assault on his over heated body. He groaned at the sweet honeyed taste of her mouth hot, wet and demanding his pleasure. God how he loved this woman knowing he'd never get enough as long as he lived.
Not caring he pushed her body against the hard wood of her closed door, one hand taking both of hers, pulling them up and over her head holding them in place. While he took back control plundering her mouth deeply drawing out a deep moan of pleasure as her body continued to move causing such delicious fraction. His right hand trailed a heated path from the nap of her neck down the length of her neck and collarbone to the V of her shirt where he paused pulling his lips from her.
Kiss swollen, hair mussed from his fingers carding through the red locks and yet she never looked more beautiful. "Dear God woman," he breathed out raggedly trying to catch his breath.
"No honey not God just Penelope," she stated a mischievous glint in her passion darken eyes.
He growled from deep within his chest. The hand paused over the top of her shirt started a teasing path downward brushed the swells of her breasts feeling her breathing speed up. Watching as her eyes rolled back into her head, "Like that Goddess?"
"Yes," she hissed between clinched teeth, bucking her hips into his feeling the large bulge pressed into her thigh.
"Humm," he breathed leaning in to nuzzle her neck with his lips as his hand cupped her left breast in his warm palm lifting the weight feeling it over flow his hand. "The things I'd do to you Penelope."
"I can only imagine hot stuff and for now…" she trailed off as he gave her a gentle squeeze words not forming in her mind.
He wanted nothing more than to rip of the offending garment and bury his lips against the petal soft skin, "For now what Penelope?" he asked tracing his mouth back up the long expanse of her neck to nibble on her jaw line and back towards her ear. He loosened his grip on her wrists letting them fall to wrap around his neck once again tracing an unseen pattern on his enflamed skin.
"You have to go," she stated breathlessly not really wanting him to leaving but knowing she had an early morning.
"What?" he growled into her throat.
"I have Oooh," she drug out the last word when he hit the prefect spot on her neck.
"You have what baby girl?"
"Early morning Derek leaving for the beach remember," she managed to say with much difficultly as she tried to form the right words.
"Right! One for the road then," he said recapturing her lips in a demanding kiss.
He nibbled, licked and thrust his tongue deep inside the heated cavern of her mouth needing one last slow sip of his personal drug of choice.
When he finally pulled back for air he traced her kiss swollen lips with his thumb, "Something to remember me by when you're watching all those hard bodied beach loving men without me."
"Oh sugar they will have nothing on you and your chocolate sculpted body," she purred running a hand down his body stopping at the edge of his black jeans.
"What did I say Garcia?" he reminded her pushing her back into the door with his body.
"But I like to tease," she pouted then moaned when he captured her bottom lip between his nipping playfully and releasing it with a wet pop.
"To bed with you sweetness," Derek said stepping back a few inches giving her the room to move.
"And you won't come with me?" she tossed over her shoulder as she passed him.
"Not yet I won't," he retuned giving her ass a light spank. She squealed jumping slightly forward. "And to think that's just a preview baby girl," he added opening and then stepping out the door.
Penelope quickly shot to the opening pulling one of his hands back inside making him open his palm and placing a kiss to the center all the while keeping her eyes locked with his drawing her tongue around the deep ridges and calluses pulling a deep groan from his lips. Reaching the tip of his forefinger she sucked it into her heated mouth giving the tip a nip then a long swipe of her tongue as another deeper groan emanated from Derek.
With a wet pop she let go of his finger, "Something to remember me by gorgeous," and she closed the door leaning back against the hard surface wishing she hadn't booked the cottage after all.