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Chapter 2

All Time

"I was late Hotch," Emily said softly, after she caught her breath, delibertly using his last name.

Emily moved away from Hotch, as she started to get dressed. Hotch looked at her, a sinking feeling in his gut, and the way when she wouldn't look at him, told him he was't going to like what Emily was about to say.

Hotch pulled on his pants, as Emily added, "I'm also done, I'm sorry but I just can't do this anymore."

"Why Emily, I thought we were both happy, why do you want to stop?" Hotch asked, His heart was racing again, this time not in pleasure, it was shock, disapointment, and hurt.

Emily knew she had to tell him, Hotch was like a dog with a bone when he latched onto something. She also knew that once did, he would walk out her door, and not come back.

"I'm in love you, and I can't keep doing this, knowing that all this is to you is just sex." Emily said, still not looking at him.

Hotch's head jerked up at that, and his hands that had been buttoning up his shirt, fell to his sides. Joy streaked through him we he heard her tell him that she love him.

"Wait" he thought, "she thought that he only wanted was sex? Of course, she does you jackass, you told her that's all you wanted."

Hoch was pissed at himself, recalling the reason Emily, thought he didn't want anything more. Him! Hotch knew he had to fix this fast, before Emily cut him out of her life for good. Hotch moved quickly to Emily, pulling her against him, in a tight hug.

"Emily, look at me,"Hotch said as Emily tried to push away from him.

"Stop, listen to me," Hotch pleaded, cupping her face so he could look in her eyes, "I love you, sweetheart. I'm in love with you.

Emily looked at Hotch, hope, love, and joy filling her, when she heard Hotch tell her he loved her.

Hotch continued "I'm sorry it's taken me so long to tell you that. I'm even sorrier that I hurt you. I'm an bastard for telling you it was just sex. . Please give me a chance to make this up to you, stay with me..."

Hotch was cut of by Emily, jumping in to his arms, kissing him with all the love she had for him. Hotch held her close, kissing her back with just as much love. When they pulled away for air, Hotch said.

"Tell me again," Hotch said.

Emily looked at him and smiled, "I love you Aaron."

Hotch kissed her again, pulling back, he said, "I love you Emily."

They kissed again, heat filling them both. They knew they still had alot to talk about, but it could wait.

"Emily," Hotch breathed, drawing her close until she was pressed flush against him.

His arms went around her, palms resting on the soft, bare skin of her back.

"You're so damn beautiful."

Hotch bent down, scooping Emily into his arms. He carried Emily to her bedroom, bridal style, while Emily slid her arms around his neck, placing small biting kisses, as he carried her. Hotch gently put Emily down near the foot of his bed. She reached for his shirt, but Hotch stepped back.

"Let me make love to you Emily," His voice a soft whisper.

Emily nodded, standing still in front of him, as she dropped her hands down to her sides.

"God, Emily, Do you know how much I wanted you right now? How much I've always wanted you?" Hotch asked.

Emily shook her head, as Hotch slipped her blose from her again. He brought his mouth down to hers, his hands moving up her arms, until he got to her shoulders. When he took his lips away from hers, Emily cried out, she was gasping, and moaning as he trailed his lips down her cheek to her kissed his way down Emily's neck to her shoulder.

As he moved his hands down to the hem of her dress, he whispered, "Emily, you're so beautiful."

Hotch crushed his lips to Emily's and slid a finger deep inside her. Emily cried out into his mouth, giving his tongue free access to hers. His other hand came up and pinched her nipple between his fingers. Emily moaned when she felt Hotch add another finger to the one already inside her, thrusting them in and out softly. Finally, he added a third, and Emily felt full with him inside her. He moved his lips to her nipple, licking then biting down. Hotch must have decided that he'd teased her enough, picking her up again, Hotch laid Emily gently on the bed. He reached for the zipper on her skirt, pulling it down and then off of her.

"Open for me sweetheart, let me see you," Hotch said. Emily nodded spreading her legs open as far as she could.

The heat in his eyes, curbed any embaressment Emily might have had at being so exposed. Hotch kiss her way across her breasts, before licking him way down her torso. When he reached Emily's core, he breathed in her scent.

"God baby, You smell so good, let's see if you taste good," Hotch said.

He slowly licked Emily, make her arch and moan his name. She gasped as he gently blew his hot breath over her damp flesh.

"Oh you taste even better than you smell." Hotch said as he watched as one of his fingers disappeared into Emily, then went back to licking and probing his way inside of her.

He moaned against her flesh as she contracted around his fingers and his tongue, which made her tighten again, and he knew she was getting close. Hotch grabbed Emily's hips, throwing her legs over his shoulders, before driving his tongue back inside her. He sucked her clit into his mouth, flicking his toungue over it rapidly. That was all it took, Emily shattered. Hotch lapped up her release, sending shivers through her, before making his way up her body.

While poising his body over her on his elbows, Hotch whispered "I love you, Emily."

"I love you too, Aaron. Make love to me, please I need you." Emily replied.

Hotch raised her hips and inserted his huge cock inside Emily, to the hilt with one solid thrust. He stilled his motions and fondled her breasts. She moaned in anticipation and thrust her hips against his groin.

"God Aaron... feels so good...love... more...," Emily panted. Hotch began slowly thrusting in and then almost all the way out of her. Emily met him stroke for stroke, moving faster, urging him on. She was so close and so was he. Finally, Hotch slammed hard into Emily, and she shattered again, moaning Hotch's name, as her world came apart once again.

"Aaron...Oh...Love you... "

Hotch followed Emily over the edge, calling her name.

"Emily...sweetheart...love you...love you so much...Oh God...you feel so good..."

Hotch collapsed on Emily, trying to hold his weight mostly on his arms, before rolling them gently, so Emily was sprawled across his chest.

They spent the night making love, and talking, each healing the other's heart. Both thinking it was better to be late, than to never show up at all.

That's All folks! I hope you enjoyed it!