She Always Gets Her Way

Morgan and Garcia

Smut Club Prompt: Bathtub

December 2010

"Morgan?" she called out from the bathroom, where she was soaking in the tub on a lazy Sunday morning.

"Yeah, baby? What's up?" He figured she'd tell him what movie she wanted to watch, what to make for lunch, or that they should go out somewhere that afternoon.

"I'm lonely. Come keep me company."

Was that a joke? Or maybe a late Christmas present?

She was spending the weekend at his house because he had missed her when he went up to Chicago to see his family for the holidays. Penelope had been invited to come along but she had stubbornly refused, saying she had commitments to volunteer at the shelter that she had to keep. Derek hated spending this holiday without her. But that was nothing new. He had felt that way every Christmas for the last six years.

It stung even deeper this year though because now she was single. Derek was waiting for the pain of Kevin Lynch cheating on her to wear off enough so Penelope might be in the mood to date again. Cause when his baby girl was ready to open her heart Derek was gonna be there ready to be the man who asked for her heart, her hand, and her body to be all his.

"Ha, ha, Garcia, that's a good one. If you're just about done using up all my hot water and soaking away like a princess why don't you get out, get dressed and we'll hit the town. You don't wanna stay cooped up in here all day, do ya?"

"I'm perfectly cozy in here. Come on in. The bubbles are hiding everything good so you won't be tempted to ravish me."

"And what will stop you from ravishing me, woman?" he joked back. "I'm not chancing it."

"Please," she whined in the cutest voice ever.

"For real?"

"Mmm-hmmm."

Well, far be it from him to ever not give her exactly what she wanted. That wouldn't make him a very good best friend, now would it?

He turned the handle and gently pushed open the door to see her reclined in the bathtub, bubbles covering her, candles lit all around the room, and one of her legs hitched up on the tub, all soapy and wet. He gulped. Why did he ever open that door? He must have been crazy! She always talked him into things he otherwise would never do.

He had painted her toenails before. He'd carried her purse too many times to count. He'd fed her a carton of ice cream spoon by spoon. Went out at three am to buy her Midol when they were on a case. Let her put a mud mask on his face. All she had to do was either bat her pretty brown eyes or use a certain tone of voice and he was rushing to do whatever she asked.

Walking closer to the bath he saw that her eyes were pinned on him giving him the most heated look he'd ever seen resting there. "If you're so lonely," he said, his voice suddenly huskier than before "why not just get out?"

"My tired bones need to soak longer so take a seat and keep me entertained."

He chuckled a little and sat with his back on the tub. "Oh yeah? How do you suggest I do that?"

"Oh, Hot Stuff, with your vast wealth of experience I would think you hardly need me to spell it out for you."

Derek laughed again. Though his body was feeling anything but funny over this situation she had dragged him into. He couldn't help but he hard when she was submerged in his tub, her soft skin silky wet and freesia scented bubbles covering her. Her hair was half up and half down, pinned in a clip, several wet tendrils stuck to her face. She painted the sexiest picture he had ever seen in all his life.

"Thank you for spending this weekend with me, baby girl."

"You are ever so welcome."

"I don't ever wanna spend another Christmas without you. If you won't go to Chicago with me next year then I won't be going either and you can tell my Ma why."

"Christmas is for families."

"Woman, don't start that up again. I want you with me. Why do you gotta be so hard headed all the time?"

"To make your life more interesting. What would you do without me around to keep you on your toes? You'd die of boredom surely within a week."

He chuckled. "So you inviting me in here...what does that mean? You trust me to keep my hands to myself? Cause, sweetheart, I need to warn you that you're playing with fire if you think I got that kind of self control."

"You have an iron will, sadly. I've tried often to break it but with only paltry and limited success."

He turned his head to look at her and shivered. Damn, she looked so good right about now in that soft candlelight, all wet and naked. "You're calling the kisses I've laid on you paltry? You trying to break my heart?" he teased her, his tone a rumbling, lust drenched one.

She teased back. "I can barely remember them. Its been so long."

In the six weeks since Penelope found out Kevin had been cheating on her there were three times Derek and Penelope had kissed. The first was at the bar. She got drunk and was dancing with some guy that had his hands all over her. Derek wasn't about to let her get in over her head that way so he cut in. They shared their first dance ever and at the end of it, when she was sort of teary over her sadness at her messed up love life, he had given her a very gentle kiss and whispered "It will all work out just the way its always been meant to in the end. Everything happens for a reason, that's what I've been told."

A few weeks after that she had him over for a movie night. It was their first one in years. Derek had a blast just sitting on her uncomfortable, cramped couch watching chick flicks and eating Chinese food. When he went home she gave him a tender kiss goodbye. That kiss made his heart jump to his throat because it was the first time Penelope initiated a kiss between them.

Their third kiss happened when she was driving his SUV, with Clooney along for the ride, when Penelope took Derek to the airport to drop him off to go up to Chicago for Christmas. He had leaned over to kiss her cheek to say goodbye and suddenly their lips met. The kiss turned steamy, hunger, needy. Their arms wrapped around each other. When they broke apart she whispered "Safe travels, my love. I shall miss you with every beat of my heart."

Still they weren't really dating. They were easing into it. He wanted to give her time to get over her heartbreak and Derek wanted to make sure Penelope was with him for the right reasons. Not in reaction to losing Lynch, needing just anyone to grab onto. But maybe he was going a little far with the holding back because his baby girl obviously was getting fed up with it.

After she said she could barely remember his kisses Derek said "Well lets do something to fix that," and he got on his knees next to the tub. Placing his hands in the corners of the bathtub he leaned over until his mouth was near hers. "You make me so crazy woman. I feel like my control is about to snap in two."

"Oh, please let it, cause control is way overrated."

He brushed his lips against hers, just gently teasing her mouth, and then moved his lips by her ear. "Next time just ask me to take a bath with you."

Her wet hand came up and snuck underneath his t-shirt, massaging his abs, sending pure fire shooting through him in every direction. His dick throbbed painfully and strained against his now tight jeans.

"Don't wait for next time. Get in here with me right now, baby."

He moved back from her. Looking down at her he noticed the bubbles had shifted and he could see a coral tipped, pebbled nipple peeking out. He swallowed hard and moved fast, wrapping his arm around her body he told her "This bath is over," and then he pulled her up and halfway out of the water, her soaking wet body pressed tight against him.

Their mouths met in an opened mouth kiss that had their tongues dueling for dominance.

Scooping his other arm under her he picked her up and kissed her again, soft and sweetly, trying to show her how very much she means to him, before letting his eyes rake over her naked body. Bubbles still clung to her, sliding downward as gravity took over, and she was flushed pink from the hot water.

"My God," Derek breathed out "you are lovely, baby girl."

She started to kiss his neck as he carried her to his bedroom and lay her down on his bed. Kicking off his shoes he didn't even take the time to strip before he came onto the bed with her, just needing to have his mouth on her mouth right away. As their tongues danced against each other's Derek let out a deep throated moan.

Penelope wrapped her legs around his, pressing her heated core right against the bulge in his jeans, and Derek moaned again. Everything she ever did was just too sexy for words in his book. He pinned her hands above her head. She arched her back and those perfect, coral shaded, nipples brushed against his chest.

Looking down at her he was in awe of her beauty and all the tender love radiating in her eyes. "Love you so much, baby girl," he rasped out before he kissed her palms, down her arms, over her throat, and then lay baby soft kisses against the tops of her breasts, before raising a hand to palm one heavy, luscious tit. The feel had him moaning again and letting his tongue slip out to lick at it.

Lapping that tit he went slow, drawing out her pleasure, making her squirm and beg for more before he took it into his mouth, sucking hard and causing her to buck against him. Her hands broke free of his hold and came down to rake her nails over his back and take firm hold of his ass.

Derek moved to her other breast- needing, wanting, aching for more of her in his hands and his mouth, all of her that he could get. He had waited so long for this. To have her in his bed was overwhelming his senses. She was more perfect than he could have imagined.

So perfect that he knew thirty years of making love to her every night wouldn't be enough for him to grow tired of her. He could never get enough of this hot, slick, amazing friction they created when their bodies moved together.

He slid his hand down and let his fingers brush against her soaked center. Penelope whimpered when his fingers just lightly teased her. Circling her clit with barely there strokes.

"Derek, Derek, Derek...oh my love."

Dragging his mouth off her tit, letting his tongue swirl around it one more time first, he looked up at her, his finger just now pressing inside of her for the first time. "Mmmm, so damn tight. So good."

Her hand went up to sweep through her hair and then rest laying against her face as she tossed her head back and forth on the pillow while he thrust in and out of her with his finger. Sucking on her neck at the same time, he shoved another finger in and she cried out in a high pitched pleasure dripping gasp.

Using his thumb he stroked her clit at the same time and soon she was bucking hard against him, her inner walls clenching, while she moaned these short, quick moans that he wished he could record and listen to in his headphones when he was away from her. The sound of her coming was hot as all get out. Derek couldn't believed he had lived so long without hearing that sound.

She let out one more cry of pleasure before her body went limp. He pulled his fingers free of her and lifted them to his mouth.

"Baby girl, you taste so good."

She opened her eyes and watched him sucking her cum from his fingers. Sitting up quickly she was all over him, kissing him at the same time as she ripped off his shirt, then going for his belt buckle and undoing his jeans. He stood up and got out of his jeans and boxers in five seconds flat, then he was back on the bed, his dick in her eager hand. She stroked him a few times and he moaned at the intense pleasure that shot through him. Fantasies could never compare to this.

He could never get by on just fantasies again.

"Penelope, ohhhh," he said before putting his hand over hers on his dick and leading himself between her thighs. He pushed inside of her just a little and stilled. "Oh God."

Squeezing her eyes tightly close, as her nails dug into his back, Penelope looked on the verge of happy tears and another body rocking orgasm all at once when she whispered "Oh, Derek."

He thrust in deeper, feeling her tight, hot heat suction around him, and then pulled back, and then again he drove into her, into that warmth that was his haven on this earth now. She moved her arms to loop around his neck, raked her nails over the back of his head, and pulled him down for a kiss.

Their mutual need exploded and soon they were fucking at the most frantic pace possible. More and more, that's what she wanted from him, harder, deeper, faster. He pounded into her, neither able to go slow or draw the moment out a second longer, and soon her whimpers and moans told him she was on the edge of coming again.

"Love you," she swore, a promise that would last for all the rest of their lives, before her inner walls clenched his dick.

His body tightened and his back arched as he threw back his head. "Uhhhhnnnnnn, God, yeah, that's it, baby girl!" He shot his load of sticky, warm cum inside of her.

When he lay next to her they were both panting. "Penelope..." Derek said in awe.

"Now that is what I call keeping me company," she purred sexily with her eyes still closed as she tried to slow her breathing.

All he could do was laugh at his silly girl.

THE END