Hey there! Here's chapter four, because that's where it starts getting yummy... XD
He straddled my hips and tipped my chin up so he could bring his lips to mine. I supposed I should be flattered. Aaron Hotchner was an attractive man, and a great friend. And Lord, he was a fabulous kisser! He brushed a kiss at each corner of my lips, then against the top lip, next against the bottom lip before brushing against them, full on.
He tongued the seam of my lips gently, silently asking. This was more like him. He was asking permission to do more. Since I was his captive, effectively at his mercy, and fundamentally curious, I accepted his request and opened to him.
He wasted no time. He traced my teeth with his tongue, swirled it across the sensitive roof of my mouth, and managed to draw my tongue into the provocative tango. I was suddenly a little more physically interested in him than I had ever been before.
He was like a panther, leanly muscled and almost seductive when he moved. I wasn't going to claim I'd never wondered. And I really had nothing against same-sex relationships.
I didn't know what Hotch had intended when he'd abducted me, but having kissed him, I was willing to contemplate trying a relationship.
He broke the kiss slowly, and then drew away, sliding off of my lap.
A profound sense of loss swept through my mind.
…?...
I wasn't one who took very often. I was usually careful to ask. Not really anything specific, just a general principle. So I'd taken enough by initiating the kiss that I had asked before entering his mouth. The surprise was his response.
I stood in front of him, which I supposed was not the best place to ponder his response, but it worked for me. "Why?" I asked, pretty sure he would know what I meant.
"Curious, I guess?"
It wasn't like Gideon to answer a question with a question.
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