He didn't have to tell her twice. She quickly grabbed her shawl and they rode the elevator in silence until it stopped on the 15th floor. He stepped out, holding his hand out to her. She placed her hand in his and followed him to the door.
Of course, the room was spectacular. This was, after all, the famous SSA David Rossi's room. She expected nothing but the best for him. She made her way over to the window to check out the view. As she expected, he had an amazing view of the city. Through the reflection of window, she watched as David poured two glasses of scotch as he spoke on the phone. He was a man of confidence who exulted sexiness that Emily had always found so appealing. Even the tint of gray at his temples made the heat in the lower part of her body start to travel up. 'Get a hold of yourself, Prentiss! He's your colleague. Hell he's almost one of your superiors.' She internally argued to herself. 'And besides that he's your friend. He wouldn't do anything to jeopardize that. Would he? Arghhhhh!'
"Emily"
"Yes!" she squeaked, "Sorry, I was lost in the view."
He turned the TV on to the channel hosting the Dick Clark's New Years Eve event. It wasn't a tradition that he usually followed, but he thought that Emily might like to see the iconic New Year's ball drop in Time Square. He motioned for her to join him on the couch and handed her a glass of the liquid he had poured earlier. Smiling at him they clinked glasses before taking a drink. The smoothness of the whiskey shouldn't have surprised her but it did. " Nice." Emily nodded sitting down on the opposite end from where David sat.
Chuckled he asked, "What? The room or the scotch?"
"Both," she laughed, "but I really meant the scotch."
"Only the best for my guests."
"Oh?" she said and before she could stop herself she asked "Have you had many guests?" She slapped her long fingers over her mouth as soon as the words had been uttered. Then she started to ramble. "I'm sorry. It must be all the liquor on an empty stomach. I wonder when the food will get here. It really isn't any of my business. Just forget what I said."
She jumped up and walked back over to the window. Ever the gentleman, Dave just laughed. "Emily, relax. It's fine."
Turning back to him, she shrugged. "Oh, okay."
"Emily, come back to the couch." He asked her gently. When she hesitated, he downed the last of his drink and placed the empty glass on the table. He stood up and went to stand beside Emily at the window. "Emily, you do know what is going on here, don't you?" When she didn't respond he took a deep breath and knew that it was now or never. He voted for now. "You know, I remember the day I came back to the BAU. It was a day that changed my life." He admitted. Hearing her sigh, he turned toward her and took the drink out of her hand. She finally turned to look at him. Reaching out to grasp a wisp of her hair that had curled onto her cheek he told her, "I think that was the day that I started to fall in love with you."
Her eyes grew wide but she found she couldn't say anything.
Taking her hand in his, he brought it up to his lips, "Emily, I need to know one thing. Do I have a shot here? I mean if I've read the signs wrong and you don't feel the same way, I'll never speak about this again. But...if I'm right...if you feel something for this old man, I need to know. I need to know right now."
David looked into her eyes waiting for a response. After a few moments Emily finally shook her head. Dejected, David dropped her hand and turned away. He plopped down on the couch, covering his face with his hands. He couldn't believe that in all the years since he had become a teen, this is the first time he had been wrong about a girl.
Emily watched him as he sat on the couch. She could see all the emotions he was feeling register on his face. She walked over and sat beside him on the couch. "David" she whispered. When he didn't answer, she touched his shoulder. "David please, let me speak."
Although he refused to look directly at her, he slowly dropped his hands into his lap. She wanted him to look at her but she didn't push. Instead she reached out and placed her hand on top of his. "David, what I was going to say is that you, my Italian Stallion, are no old man. You are a sexy, confident man... who I want to throw on the ground and have my way with."
David whipped his head around and searched for her eyes. Biting her lower lip, she waited for him to make the next move. She didn't have to wait long. He took her face into his hands and pulled her close. Hesitantly he placed his lips to hers kissing her with such sweetness. Emily was amazed at how wonderful it felt and began to moan, moving her body close to his.
Thrilled, he deepened the kiss by demanding entrance from his tongue. She opened to him willingly and they both were lost in each other. After a few moments, reality poked its ugly head into David's mind. Dragging himself off her lips, he pulled his head back to look at her. Her eyes, initially closed, snapped open to look at him. She could see the hesitation in his eyes. For a man of his age, he looked like a teenager who was unsure of himself. She knew that after today their lives would be different at the BAU, but she was willing to risk it. She needed him to see that she wanted this just as much.
She grabbed his face in her hands and began to dip her head to kiss him. When her lips were mere inches from his, he whispered, "There is no going back after this, Cara. You have to be sure."
To answer him, she smiled sweetly, gave him a quick kiss. Pulling away, she reached up to her left shoulder, and undid the clip causing her dress to fall off her shoulders. Dave took in her amazing body in one glance. Her round, high breasts were showcased in strapless bra that matched her red dress. Emily then stood up and Dave watched as the rest of his "present" was unwrapped. The dress fell in a bundle at her feet revealing the tiniest piece of material covering her womanhood. Even for a man, he appreciated how it matched. She kicked the dress out of the way and bent down to remove her shoes. "No. Leave them!" he growled huskily grabbing her around her waist and pulling her into his lap.
He pushed her back on the couch, wrapping his arms around her waist to draw her body close to his. Her hands went to his chest and began to pull at his shirt. She didn't care that she was tearing at the buttons; she knew he could afford a new one. She pushed the shirt off his shoulders and placed kisses along his collarbone as he finished taking it off. She loved how his spicy cologne invaded her senses. Her hands went to his trousers to undo his belt. "Off, Rossi, off."
David chuckled, helping her as she struggled, "No Cara, not Rossi. Today, I'll accept Dave, David or Stud muffin."
"Okay, Stud Muffin...take it off!" she giggled. He didn't waste much time, kicking off his trousers and his boxers. Emily sucked in her breath as she admired the man standing before her. He was in excellent shape. She reached out to trace the curves on is well sculpted chest. Heading lower she reached out to touch his manhood as it stood at attention. Pushing her hand away, he said, "Ahh, Cara, please, not yet."
Kissing her, he reached behind her to undo the clasp of her bra and spilled her breasts into his trembling hands. He took one rosy peak into his mouth as she arched beneath him to give him more access. He could feel her nipples hardening as he sucked it. Greedily, he moved to lavish attention on the other. He heard her whimpering as he began raining kisses across her stomach. He hooked two fingers on the strap of her panties and pulled them down, continuing with his kisses.
She could feel his breath between her legs. Encouraging him, she grabbed his hair and pushed him closer. He chuckled as his fingers spread her folds to find her hidden nub. Using his tongue he stroked her harder and harder until she begged him to enter her. Her head fell back on the pillow, thrashing from side to side, groaning in appreciation to his ministrations. "Now David, please...so close...need you!" she cried feverishly.
He was ready; had been since he saw her across the ballroom earlier. He lowered himself slowly pushing himself into her giving her time to adjust to his size. "Oh god, you're so tight!" She answered by cupping his buttocks and pulling him closer. She wrapped her legs around him, taking him deeper inside her. He began to move his hips in rhythm to hers. Emily was close, so close. He reached down between them to find her core. Moving his fingers in unison with his thrusts, he felt her clench around him as she cried out his name. He followed with several more thrusts until he burst hot cum inside her. Collapsing on top her, he kissed her on the forehead.
David pulled Emily on top of him and covered them with the blanket that rested on the back of the couch. Trying to control their breathing, neither spoke for a while each lost in their own thoughts. David gently stroked her hair as lay her head against his chest. The sounds from the TV told them that the ball was about to drop in New York in the next few seconds. 3...2...1 HAPPY NEW YEAR! The TV screen showed an explosion of streamers, fireworks and a million people.
Lifting her head up, she reached up to kiss David. "Happy New Year, Stud Muffin."
David laughed "Well that certainly was an interesting way to ring in the New Year, Emily. Definitely my favourite way."
Hesitantly Emily asked, "So where to from here?"
"You know, this evening certainly did not go as I had originally anticipated it going. I thought I'd ring in the New Year with a bottle of my favourite scotch, listening to Bach and reading an old novel."
Pushing herself off of David, Emily suddenly felt like they had made a mistake. "And I went and ruined it for you."
Shaking his head, he pulled her back into his arms, "Oh no, Cara, you made my evening. In fact, you made my year. I have wanted to take you in my arms since the first day I saw you. Believe me, Cara, when I say that this is exactly how I wish I'd spend the evening. I just never thought it would happen. I never thought I'd have the most sexy, gorgeous woman I have ever met in my arms, screaming my name in ecstasy!"
Emily swatted his chest at those words. "You are an arrogant man, but now you are my man and I'm never going to let you go."
"Good, because that's my plan too! Now perhaps if it's not too much trouble, can we move this party to the bed?" Not waiting for a reply, David stood up and scooped Emily into his arms. He placed her gently on the large 4 poster bed and captured her lips against hers. He stroked her hair as she wrapped her arms around his neck. He was just about to lie down beside her when they heard a knock on the door. "Urgh...perfect timing." He complained placing a quick kiss on her lips. "I'll be right back." Dave put on a robe and walked over to the bedroom door.
Stretching out on the bed, Emily arched her back so that her breasts were pushed forward. Opening her legs slightly, she reached down to place a finger into her folds. "Mmmm, hurry back, I'm starting without you."
The heat began and he knew that his little solider was going to spring to action soon. As he went to open the door for room service, so that he wouldn't embarrass himself, he kept thinking about Strauss. It seemed to work, but David threw some money at him and closed the door quickly.
He practically sprinted back to Emily with the room service tray but abandoned it in the doorway to watch Emily's face as she pleasured herself. "Need some help?" he questioned.
Continuing to move her fingers around her nub, she nodded as he crawled up the end of the bed. Moving her fingers away, he continued the frenzied pace with one hand. The other hand spread her folds so that he could place two fingers into her heat. It was slick and wet and as he thrust in and out, he could feel her tense up around him. He thrust his fingers faster and faster until he felt her juices cover his hand. "Yes! Yes! Yes!" she cried over and over as he thrust into her bringing them both to paradise and beyond.
"Thank you." Emily said as they sat in bed eating a very cold dinner.
"For what?" David wondered looking at her.
"For giving me the most wonderful experience I have ever had. David, I have had several lovers over the years but no one has ever made my needs important."
"That's because none of them have been me, my love. And if you are done," he started moving the plates over to the side table, "I'll gladly show you again and again how important you really are."
He was poised over her about to enter her when he whispered, "I love you Cara and even if you are not ready for that I have enough love for the both of us."
She couldn't answer him, but instead pulled him close so that their bodies became one. Maybe later she could respond back to him, but for now all she wanted to do was meet him thrust to thrust. He was right earlier when he said that this New Year turned out differently than he expected. She hoped that this would be the start to an amazing new year. If the way that David was currently touching her was any indication, then this year would be the most interesting yet.