A/N: Genre (for this chapter): Porn w/o Plot; Smut

Rating (for this chapter): NC-17 (M)

More smut! That sums it up :D

So sorry for taking so damn long!

Enjoy! =]

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In a few moments she could breath normally again but she still felt her pussy burning with desire.

"Okay, I'm ready." She said.

"It sounded like you're declaring it." Reid smiled at her.

"I am. Let's get back at it."

"You'll be very sore tomorrow. I think you should rest." He told her with anxiety.

"Stop thinking Reid; plus you haven't- uhh… yet." She couldn't make herself say it.

"Don't worry about me-" he started but she interrupted.

"Look, you're not the only one who likes seeing the other reach climax." She said her tone hard. "Now either you're gonna come inside me here-" she pointed at her vagina; "-or here." This time she pointed at her mouth. "Which do you prefer?" she looked at him arching her brow.

"Can't I have both?" he looked at her with his best puppy-dog face. She had to admit it was kind of adorable.

"If you can… but from what I've already seen you're capable of a lot of things." Prentiss smirked.

Reid leaned in and kissed her mouth; his tongue demanding. The kiss heated up faster than a microwave. In a minute he pulled slightly back breaking the kiss.

Emily whispered against his lips. "Uh, Reid… God I love the way you taste."

"You should taste me in other places." Spence teased with that witty comment.

"Yes, Dr. Reid – you look like a lollipop."

"Give me a head."

If it wasn't her colleague: supervisory special agent Doctor Spencer Reid, she would have kick the man who told her that out of her bed and her life forever. But there was something about that particular situation…

"In my wildest fantasies I have never imagined you saying that or something like it… and damn it turns me on." Emily told him with a seductive voice as he was now on his back and she was kissing down his chest and stomach.

Spence sighed. He laid his head on the pillow and enjoyed what she was doing to him. Both of his hands were clenched in fists for he was trying to suppress the desire to grab her by the hair and dominate her by guiding her while she was giving him the best blow-job he'd ever received. Prentiss didn't leave that unnoticed. They both knew that the so-called blow-job could be both a dominating act and an act of submission. If Reid did what he wanted he would be dominating but if he left all the decisions to Prentiss then she'd be the dominating partner. Spence kind of wanted that but if she had spent even one more minute on teasing him he'd –

"Oh, Fuck!" he swore as she took him in her hot wet mouth and curled her tongue around the head.

Prentiss let him go with a 'pop' and whispered "You're sexy when you're swearing." Then she licked the whole length of the underside of his cock before once again taking him into her mouth and sucking gently. She moved her head up and down the end of his shaft still feeling her taste on him and it was sort of arousing. Moving her right hand to the base of his erection and stoking a few times she let go of him again and looked at his pleasure-filled face.

"Just like a lollipop." Emily murmured.

Reid hissed. He lasted long but that was a record… "Emily, please-" he said silently, pressing his lips together. She took the tip in her mouth again and worked her magic on him; she sucked and licked and took more of him in and hummed creating vibrations and she stroke the rest of the length with her hand and with her other hand she massaged his balls and he came. And she drank greedily. His rich taste feeling her mouth and making her moan. Amazing. She loved the feeling of him coming in her mouth; his taste; his texture – everything. When he was done she let go of his shaft and crawled up the bed to look down at his eyes. He was looking back at her.

"Thanks." He whispered awkwardly.

"Thank you!" she retorted.

He smiled. "Wow…"

"I hope you enjoyed that."

"I did… very much."

Emily smiled.

"So…" the brunette started.

"We wait a few minutes. I'm not superman."

"I doubt that." She said silently.

"What was that?" he asked.

"Nothing, nothing… wanna speed up the process?"

"What do you have in mind?"

"How about some talking?"

"Talking? What kind of talking?" he asked; so Reid of him.

"Oh, the usual…" Emily sighed.

"Criminal profiling?"

"Oh, how can you be so adorably clueless sometimes?"

And he just stood there looking at her in that what's-going-on way. So she leaned in and kissed him moving over him to straddle his lap pushing her core in his already hardening cock.

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A/N: Pleaseeeee let me know what you think of the chapter. I'm really worried about it 'cos… well blow-jobs … it's hard to explain them and even though I have written before I'm always worried. Please tell me if I did OK?

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