Unforgettable Nights, Unforgivable Mistakes
Chapter 14: Encountered Feelings
Later that night, Emily was still working on paper work in her office and was trying to get out of there as soon as possible, since she needed to go see her baby girl at the hospital. Her mother had helped her so much with Bay lately and had stayed with her that night, but Emily felt terrible. She hated to leave her baby girl alone especially with her being so sick, so she was working as fast as she could to get out of there and go see Bay. She was looking through the last case, when someone knocked on the door.
"Come in." Emily said, standing up and to her surprise, Hotch walked in.
"I figured you wanted this before you left." Hotch said, showing her the files he had been working on.
"That's great, thank you." Emily's face was solemn.
She walked around the desk and picked up her briefcase; he was the last person she wanted to see and she wanted to get out of there.
"May I speak to you about something?" He asked, without being able to control himself.
"Actually, I'm on my way out, but if this is about the suspension again, I've already said everything I needed to say." Emily said, picking up the files he had given her and placing them in her briefcase...she would go through all the files her team submitted while she was at the hospital.
"It's not about that, I just...think you need to be careful with what you are doing." Hotch knew he didn't have the right to do this, but he couldn't stop himself.
"With what I'm doing? To what exactly are you referring?" Emily asked, surprised.
"There are fraternization rules in this office, something that you as the leader of the team should respect." His tone was harsh and cold.
"Excuse me, what in the hell are you talking about!?" Now, she was starting to get really pissed off.
Hotch watched as her face turned bright red, her hair down in curls, the black dress suit accenting every one of her curves, her chest barely exposed, her sweet and powdery intoxicating fragrance, her plump lips. Damn the woman was exquisite. Then a new feeling overwhelmed his body. The thought of Dave's hands roaming that gorgeous body was making his blood boil.
"All I'm saying is that if you're going to be sleeping with Dave, you should be more discreet about it," and before he could finish, he was slapped hard across the face...needless to say, he had been taken by surprise.
"What the fuck do you think you are talking about! You can't talk to me like that!" Emily hissed...now she was so furious, Hotch could see her hands shaking.
"Come on, just admit that you're dating him." He said, upset.
'Not that I have to give you any explanations about my personal life, but there is nothing going with between Dave and I, and the next time you talk to me like that, you will be suspended indefinitely!" Emily told him, her face inches from his. She wanted to slap him again...no, she wanted to kill him.
Hotch didn't know exactly how it happened, but the next thing he knew, he grabbed Emily firmly by the waist and pulled her against him, crushing his lips against her mouth kissing her fiercely. He didn't know what the hell was he doing or why he was doing it, but all he knew was that he wasn't over her.
He held her firmly to him as he kissed her passionately tasting her soft, sweet lips again, bringing so many memories back to his mind. He was so angry that he couldn't control himself...he was crazy jealous about Dave and the relationship he and Emily had built, and although he, too, was in a relationship of sorts, he couldn't stop himself. Hotch knew he didn't love Beth, he truly never had, in fact, he wasn't sure he had ever stopped loving Emily. Right now, he simply couldn't hide those feelings anymore.
Emily was caught by surprise and wasn't able to react in time to stop him, so the next thing she knew, he was kissing her fiercely and she needed to stop him...although her mind was screaming something else.
"What the hell do you think you're doing!" She hissed angrily, gasping for air. She tried to push him away from her, but he held her firmly.
"Let go of me, Hotch...get off me." She screamed, as she tried to free herself from his firm grasp.
"What the hell do you see in him anyway, he is not your type." Hotch said, as he ran his thumb over her check tenderly. Emily froze as her heart started beating a thousand beats a minute.
"I'm not dating Dave, and that's none of your damn business anyway, let me go, Hotch, now!" Emily tried again to push him away from her, but he was holding her too tightly, and maybe she wasn't trying too hard to begin with.
"Have you ever thought about that night, the night I made you mine, because I have never forgotten that night?" He asked, looking at her so deeply that it made her uncomfortable.
He once again captured her mouth and this time he pushed her against the desk; luckily he had closed and locked the door behind him, and the blinds of the office were already closed, plus it was very late and there was no one left in the office. Hotch grabbed Emily's waist and pushed her against the desk while his mouth devoured her. Emily once again tried to push him away, but it was almost impossible...she was losing this battle, and she was sure the end wasn't going to be a good one.
"Hotch, stop...you need to stop this, please." Emily said, almost pleading with him. He looked at her with fire in his eyes and ignored her statement as his hand moved to unbutton the top of her black dress suit. They both knew it was too late to stop this, and the truth was they both wanted it...deep inside them. His hands moved down and started to roam against her legs and the next thing Emily knew, he had her on top of her desk, her dress half open. Her lace demi bra was pushed aside exposing her breast, and her skirt was pushed up almost to her waist. His mouth was assaulting every inch of her body he could reach. He had already left a very bright red mark on her breast, and Emily knew this wasn't okay, she needed to stop him, they both could jeopardize their jobs.
"Aaron please. please stop." Emily said, in a whisper. Hotch silenced her by pressing a finger against her lips softly, then his hand moved between her legs stroking the soft fabric and feeling how wet she had gotten from his touch.
She closed her eyes, moaning softly, unable to contain herself as his mouth once again captured her lips, this time more forcefully than before, and Emily simply couldn't help herself...she let him kiss her and seduce her, and their kisses turned more passionate than before. She was so thankful that the blinds were closed and there wasn't anyone nearby because she was sure if anyone walked in at that moment, they would have both been fired on the spot. His rough hands started roaming against her thighs and her hands moved to undo his belt and unbuckle his pants, it was too late to stop this. Hotch literally ripped her underwear from her body, as his hand got comfortable between her legs, making her moan and whimper against his neck.
She undid his tie and opened his shirt enough to have access to his neck, and she started biting down on the skin there, when Hotch slid his finger inside her folds making her throw her head back in pleasure. Hotch stopped what he was doing and shoved all the contents of her desk on the floor...everything landed on the carpet, paper, pens, and files scattered everywhere, but neither of them cared. He gently leaned her against the desk as his mouth was back on her breast, and then he followed the way to her neck biting the soft skin not so gently and making her scream. Hotch was harder than he had ever been, and Emily could feel it against her...this wasn't how he wanted things to be when they were together again, but he simply couldn't stop himself, taking his hard member in his hand, he entered her a little roughly. Emily closed her eyes, whimpering at the feeling of him filling her, as he started moving in and out of her at a face pace, He leaned over her to capture her mouth, and now their tongues were battling for control and dominance, he grabbed her hips to keep her in place while his other hand played with her breasts. The last thing Emily would have imagined is that she would be on top of her desk with her legs wide open while Hotch fucked her hard and fast.
"Is this how you like it, hard and fast?" Hotch asked huskily, pulling her earlobe into his mouth.
"Oh God, Aaron." Emily whimpered, as he hit the right spot, throwing her head back giving him more access to her neck and breasts. He leaned forward again, capturing her nipple in his teeth and biting the tender skin softly. Emily could feel her walls contracting and her breath hitched. Aaron knew what was coming and he sped up his movements inside her...a few seconds later, she came arching her back so much she was sure her back would break.
"Oh, Jesus." She said, as she closed her eyes when her orgasm took over.
But, Hotch wasn't finished with her...he pulled her waist closer to him, diving deeper into her, Emily leaned on her elbows to support herself and their mouths met again in a powerful kiss. She bit his lips tasting the metal on her lips where she had bitten him hard enough to draw blood, making him grunt in her mouth.
"God, Emily, you feel so fucking good, you are so tight." He grunted, closing his eyes as they rode the wave. Soon his movements become more frantic, and he was slamming into her, and he could hear the noise of their moist skin smacking against each other, turning him on even more.
His rough hand moved to her clit stroking it as he could feel her walls contract again, against his hard member. The way she moaned drove him crazy; he wasn't sure what it was about this woman that made him feel like he was in heaven, he had never experienced this, she made him feel like his whole world was shaking, his head was spinning, it was an instant lightness on his body, he started breaking into a light sweat, it was an amazing experience. He couldn't even put it into words, and no woman had ever made him experience that. He had been with enough women to know what he liked, and one thing was sure, no woman had made him feel the way Emily Prentiss did when they were like this. He could feel the tingly feeling starting in his toes and the butterflies in his stomach...he could sense her second orgasm coming by the way she was whimpering and moving against him. He thrust harder into her, and soon they shared an unbelievably intense orgasm, Emily biting his shoulder a little roughly to stop herself from screaming too loudly, but he didn't give a dam. He, too, felt like screaming her name aloud. Emily felt the pulsation on her clit and everything went black for both of them while fireworks exploded.
A few seconds later as he remained inside her kissing her again, this time softly and sweetly. She returned the kiss and although they didn't say anything, they were both looking at each other, no words needed to be said, it was all in their eyes. As they both came down from their euphoria they kept kissing each other sweetly like they didn't want this to end. Finally, Hotch had the energy and enough oxygen to speak to her.
"Come home with me tonight, please, just spend the night with me." Hotch said softly, as he caressed her cheeks tenderly, still inside her.
"I can't, I have to go." Emily said, looking at him sadly. He finally pulled out of her waiting for more, waiting for a reason why she couldn't go with him.
"Please, Emily." He pressed one more kiss on her lips which she deepened pulling him closer.
"I really have to go, Bay is in the hospital, I can't, I have to go." She said as she started dressing herself again. She got down from the desk and dressed herself as quickly as she could; he did the same, and then he helped her straighten the office. All of a sudden she was uncomfortable, she wanted to get out of there, to disappear. They finished straightening everything in the office, then she smoothed her dress and her hair.
"I need to go, I'm late already." She said, taking her coat and putting it on in a rush. She was going to walk out of the office when he stopped her, blocking her way.
"Aaron, please." She begged, trying to move past him, but he pulled her into his arms again, kissing her until he left her breathless.
'No matter what you say, you can't deny that this didn't mean anything to you...that it never did." He pressed one soft kiss on her lips and walked out of the office.
Emily cursed herself internally as she watched him get in the elevator. She rushed out of the office, needing to get out of there...she couldn't believe what had just happened. Tears streamed down her face as she drove away in a rush, DAMMIT! DAMMIT! DAMMIT! What the hell was wrong with her, what the fuck had she just done, this was not only against every principle she had, but also against her job rules and regulations. She couldn't believe she had just had sex with Hotch on the top of her desk. How old was she, 18? God, she was so stupid, how could she have done that, how could she have let him seduce her. The worst part was that she had just realized something she had feared for a long time, she still cared for him, she was still in love with him.
About twenty minutes later, she arrived at the hospital; she really wanted to go home and take a shower and wash this night away but she knew her mother had been waiting at the hospital for a while now, and she was already late. She could only imagine what her mother would say when she found out where she had been, and what she had been doing. She walked into the room, and she was surprised to see JJ in there with her mother.
"Good Lord, Emily, where have you been, I've been crazy worried about you, you were supposed to be here an hour ago? Her mother reprimanded her like a small child.
"I know, I'm sorry, I got busy with a few cases at work and I lost track of time." She said dismissively, the last thing she wanted was to get into an argument with her mother.
"Hey, JJ, I didn't know you were here, or I would have come earlier." Emily smiled briefly.
"Hey, don't worry, I just wanted to see if there was something I could help with here. I know how much work you have at the office." JJ said brightly.
Emily turned to the bed where her daughter was peacefully sleeping.
"How long has she been sleeping?" She asked, running her hand over her sweet face and placing a kiss on her forehead.
"One hour...if you had been here when you said you were going to be, you would have known that!" The ambassador said harshly.
"Mother, please, not now." Emily begged.
The ambassador just scolded her and crossed her arms.
"I need to find Doctor Bergman, and I also need some coffee. Can you stay for a few more minutes, please?" She asked tiredly.
"Of course, Emily, she is my granddaughter. On the other hand, don't you think it's too late to be drinking coffee...perhaps you should find some tea." Elizabeth suggested.
Emily just groaned, irritated, reaching for her purse on the couch to grab her wallet...it was then when JJ was aware of it...when the brunette leaned down, and her hair fell down revealing her neck. She almost screamed, but she knew she couldn't say anything in there with her mother around.
"Actually, I need some coffee, too." JJ said, almost forcibly pushing Emily out of the room.
"Oww, what the hell, JJ! What is wrong with you!" Emily said abruptly.
"What's wrong with me...what's wrong with you? That's a hell of a bite, girlfriend!" She said, unable to help herself.
"What...what are you talking about?" Emily asked confused.
JJ just grabbed her hand and pulled her into the bathroom that was right across from them.
"JJ...what..." But she didn't finish her statement. When JJ put her right in front of the mirror, there it was a very big hickey on her neck, and her hair hardly covered it.
"Oh my God!" Emily said, running her fingertips over the purple skin.
"So, who's the lucky guy?" JJ asked, her smile getting even wider.
"No one." Emily answered, annoyed. What in the hell was wrong with him, she was absolutely sure he had done that very intentionally. The thing was big enough that she would not be able to hide it. Dammit...dammit...dam Aaron Hotchner and his twisted version of cheap sex.
"Someone had a good night, want to tell me what happened?" JJ insisted, with a smile that looked like a kid on Christmas morning.
"Nothing happened, okay, I got bitten by a spider." Emily said, without knowing what else to say.
JJ just burst into laughter.
"Really, Emily, a spider bite? You're going to have to get more creative because that looks like a Count bit you. Are you dating a Count?" JJ said, smiling at the embarrassment of her friend.
"So, want to tell me what happened?" The blonde asked again, excited.
"JJ, please, just leave it alone, okay? I don't want to talk about it now, please." Emily snapped.
"Fine, but you have to know I won't let this one go that easily." The blonde pointed out.
"I need my makeup bag, please." Emily said suddenly.
"What?" JJ asked, in confusion.
"My makeup bag, JJ, is in my purse, I need it. I can't go back in there, or let anyone see, especially not my mother." Emily said, freaking out.
"I don't think makeup is going to do, girlfriend...with that hickey, you need a new neck." The blonde teased.
"Dammit, JJ, just get it, okay!" Emily almost cried.
"Okay, relax, I'm just teasing you. I'll be right back." JJ said, what the hell was wrong with her, and who had she been with to be freaking out like this.
JJ walked out of the bathroom leaving Emily alone. Damn Aaron Hotchner, what the fuck was he thinking.
"Dammit!" Emily said angrily, banging her fist on the sink.
