As always I do not own the rights to Criminal Minds, CBS, ABC and their affiliates. This is a fictional story for entertainment purposes only. All Original Fictional Characters are of my imagination and any resemblance to living or deceased individuals is purely coincidental. Do not use any or all parts of this story without prior permission from the writer.

Buried Beneath Still Waters

Chapter 7

Ryan's morning would have started the way it normally did if it weren't for the alarm ruining the best dream she had in years. Most of the time when she wasn't so bone tired from working long hours she would be plagued with nightmares. But this dream she didn't want to wake up from it. The doctor had come back, carried her to her room kissing her the whole way. He lowered her to the bed and their clothing magically disappeared she was anticipating his touch when the shrill alarm disturbed her slumber. She showered, dressed and took her coffee to go. She skipped the walk today wanting to get a jump on her paperwork from the two hours she missed the other day.

Work was the same as always it started with her going to the coffee pot and then checking in with Harley Goff and Carlos Pasquita her fellow officers. The same routine a few calls here and there but noting out of the ordinary for her. The only difference was the distraction she felt as she touched her fingers to her lips for the thousandth time still feeling his lips against hers. She rode alone, her partners wanting to share patrol and always throwing her into the woods detail. She was happy to do it she loved it here and this way she could have her lunch at the Marina and watch the boats heading out for fishing. It was indeed a typical day and her shift ended without incident. Something pulled her to him, an invisible force that she could not fight. She drove down the gravel lane wondering if he would be happy to see her or if it would be awkward after last night. Ryan found him on the dock sipping a bottle of water, looking out at Covington Basin.

He heard the car on the gravel but didn't turn around to see who it was. He half expected it to be one of his team. This was getting ridiculous, having them check up on him like he was a child left home alone for the first time. He sat up straighter but refused to turn around. One thing was for sure he doubted if Hotch and JJ would be the ones here now. Maybe Morgan was back or Prentiss.

Ryan was stunned that he didn't look at her when she drove in. She got out of her car, stepping onto the wooden planks of the dock. He continued to stare off in the distance. She was about to say something when he spoke, "Prentiss if that's you turn around and go home. I do not need a baby sitter."

"Okay I'll go if you want me too, but who is Prentiss?"

Reid knew her voice, he turned around, quickly standing up, and dusting off his slacks. "I'm sorry! I thought you were someone else."

"Girlfriend?" She panicked a little over that thought and the fact that she just blurted it out without thinking, like a jealous lover.

"Um, no, colleague." He blushed. This was the second time she saw him without a shirt and she thought about how much she wanted to put her hand on his bare chest. She could still feel his lips on hers and the pressure of his body against hers. She shook her head, trying to get rid of the images. He grabbed his shirt off of the post he had hung it on, slipping his arms into it and then stretching it over his head. He was dirty and he was sure he didn't smell so nice. Kissing her was out of the question, not like this anyway, still he really wanted to. She was dressed in her uniform and he was surprised by how attractive she looked in the navy blue crisp outfit. The bulky material wasn't exactly flattering, but somehow she made it sexy. He bit his lip, knowing she could make a hefty bag look sexy.

"Ryan was quietly watching his shirt slide down his torso, thinking she wanted to touch him, to repeat what they did last night, and so much more. She licked her lips, swallowing the lump in her throat. "I…I wanted to…um…thank you for last night." She could feel the heat rise up her neck and burn her cheeks, as she thought of exactly what she was thanking him for, dinner or the smoking hot kiss. Involuntarily she inched closer to him until they stood toe to toe. She had to look up to meet his eyes but when she did, she locked in on them, searching for a sign that he wanted her. Her mouth drifted open, her breath coming in shallow puffs. She almost could feel the warmth of his body. His eyes darted back and forth, looking into hers as he moved even closer. Ryan reached out touching his biceps, as he put his hands on her waist. She inched her fingers up the length of his arms to his shoulders, not stopping until she had her hands at either side of his face. She held them there for a moment waiting to see if he would move closer.

Reid didn't want to be this close to her right now, he worried that his day in the sun made him offensive and he knew his hands were dirty, and his hair was damp and sweaty. He had dirt smudged on his face and he knew his mouth could be fresher. But she didn't stop, she moved closer and closer until he could feel her breath on his skin. He no longer could look into her eyes so he stared at her open mouth. Then she did it, she tempted him beyond his control. Her pink, moist tongue darted out of her mouth, lightly caressing her bottom lip, and Reid was done. He closed the gap, pressing his open mouth against hers, swiftly. He didn't wait to push his tongue into her mouth, he plunged it in urgently. Needing her, longing to taste her lips, feel her body against his.

Ryan wanted this kiss all day and when he finally did it she never wanted it to end. Each time he pulled away to take a breath she barely gave him time to draw in the necessary oxygen he needed for survival. They changed angles, alternating the tilt of their heads exploring the interior of each other's mouths. At one break she flicked her tongue over his lip and he attacked hers with such passion and desire that their teeth knocked together. He could not get deeper with the kiss, yet she longed for him to. She returned his probing with some of her own, twirling her tongue over his causing him to groan deep in the back of his throat. He smelled earthy, and his neck was very warm beneath the touch of her hands. She wondered what his flesh would taste like and she could not stop what she did next. She broke from his kiss, placing her open mouth on his neck. She licked him lightly, sucking gently on his flesh, tasting salt from his sweat. He tensed and pulled her against him roughly. He was rock hard and she ground her hips against him making both of them gasp with desire. She attacked his neck again sucking harder. He whimpered and she let up. "Don't leave a mark." He said between pants. Ryan looked at the red bruise she had left on his skin. She was grateful he was starting to tan and it wasn't nearly as noticeable, but a second longer she would have branded him with a purple welt. She didn't know what had gotten into her. She hadn't given or received a hickey since high school.

She stopped sucking his neck. But she didn't move her hands, they were still tangled into his hair and he had his on her ribcage. Her hesitation was enough for Reid to regain his composure, realizing they were moving way to fast. He pushed her back a step, taking one step back also. He didn't let go of her waist right away until after he looked into her confused eyes. "Would you have dinner with me?"

Passion still glazed his eyes and his lips were damp, but she knew he had put up that wall again, just like last night. She nodded afraid to speak for fear that the disappointment would come out.

"Pick you up at seven?"

She nodded once more and he released her. He walked her to her car and watched as she drove away. He wanted that woman more than any other. Could they have a few days together and be satisfied with that? He didn't know. Once thing was certain if they spent anymore time together alone he would not be able to control himself.

A/N Special thanks to CSK for helping me with the forensic aspects of the case. Without you Crime Scene Kelly my case would be a bunch of fabricated foolishness. From the bottom of my heart a very big thank you for your time and effort!

Thanks to all of you who are out there proof reading, giving me suggestions and helpful hints. And to you the reader for your reviews and your continued support!