A/N: I'm back, and we reached one-hundred reviews! Thank you so, so much! I can't even describe how happy I am. I have a soft spot for this fic in my heart because I think it was the work were I evolved more and I also own that to every one of you, who encouraged me and helped me to improve this. Thank you very much.

This chapter is completely diferent from everything on this story. We have a very stupid Emily and a very pissed and jealous Hotch. The result? The smuttest (is this even a word?) chapter on this fic or any other fic I've wrote. I hope you'll like it. Please, let a review! I've noticed a decrease on the number of views and reviews. Maybe you guys aren't following this anymore. I was planning to take this to at least thirty chapters but right now I'm thinking about making just three or four more. Anyway, you guys can prove that I'm wrong. You know what to do.

Disclaimer: Don't own them.

Chapter 21

The team was working on a case on Michigan; teenage boys were being kidnaped, tortured and beaten to death. They had four victims so far and another boy had gone missing the night before. According to the MO they had seventh-two hours to find him alive.

Hotch was working on the geographical profile with Reid at the precinct while the others were on the field following some leads. Suddenly the grip on the pen on his hand tightened and his face hardened at the sound of a laughter coming to the room. He was sick of this. Since day one, when he had made the dumbest move to partner his girlfriend with one of the LEO's to go look at the latest dumping site. Officer Jackson had clenched on her like a plague and he was very close to take him to the alley beside the precinct and show him that she wasn't available.

But what pissed him the most was that she was giving him an opening. She laughed at his stupid jokes and even called him by his first name and allowed him to call her Emily. She knew he was pissed. She had seeing the change on his behavior towards her and he had noticed the knowing smirk she made sure to give him every time she was leaving or arriving with the deputy.

"All right James, I might want to test this theory later…" She said smiling flirty.

"Just say where and when, Emily…" He said grinning before turning around and going to his desk.

Emily entered the room just when Reid said he was going to get some coffee, leaving her alone with Hotch. "So, did you find something on the victim's house or did you two forget you had some work to do?" He said sharply.

"I don't understand your tone Hotch". She said innocently. Deep inside she knew she was playing with fire but she couldn't help it. She loved the jealous Hotch and she was having fun by seeing this controlled man struggling because of her.

"You don't…" He started with a raised voice before remember where they were. "Look Emily, I don't know what kind of game you're playing but I'd like to remember you that we're here to do a job, so even if you don't have any respect for me and for our relationship and want to keep flirting and playing with this officer or any other one in this or any precinct we are I just ask you to at least wait until we finish our duty. Excuse me".

She saw him pass through her to the exit, his head held up as always but he didn't fool her. She had seen the look on his face and he was hurt. Deeply. That second she remembered Haley's words to her. I need to know that you'll make Aaron happy. And mostly that you'll honor him, that if this doesn't work you'll be honesty with him. You won't betray him. He doesn't deserve this. I'm not proud of it. God, I regret it every single day. He never confronted me. He never fought with me about it. But I know that he was aware of it, and I know that I hurt him deeply. So promise me you won't do the same. He doesn't deserve that.

She closed her eyes and sighed. Oh God, what did you do, you stupid girl?

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The rest of the day was tense to say at least. Hotch barely look at her and she was feeling her chest arch at the thought of hurting him. And to make everything worse Morgan had started to tease her about the officer. "Hey Prentiss, Officer Jackson was asking for you earlier. Oh no, sorry, he was asking for Emily". He said smirking. "I thought you had your boo at home waiting for you".

She closed her eyes and sighed. "I do, Derek. Please, stop".

"I'm just teasing you, Princess…"

"I know, but stop". She said and got up murmuring she was going to get some coffee.

Dave saw how distressed she was and how his friend was trying very hard to stay focused on his file, ignoring the discussion around him, and followed her. "Everything's okay, Bella?"

"No Dave, I'm stupid. I started this stupid game with that stupid officer because I was stupid enough to think it was funny to make him jealous and I just managed to hurt the man I love more than anything in this world, just because I'm so fucking stupid". She blurted on one breath, tears on her eyes.

"Oh sweetie. I'm sure you just have to talk to him and clarify some things…" He started but she shook her head.

"No Dave, I really hurt him. He said that I didn't have any respect for him or our relationship and he's right. I didn't honor him…" She felt one tear roll over her cheek and the Italian man wiped with his thumb. "I just hope I hadn't screwed up everything".

"You didn't sweetie. He loves you too much to let something like this come between you two. You should have seen how he was when you were involved in that accident last month with Schrader. He was terrified Emily. He said he didn't know how to live without you… just wait, when you get home, talk to him. You didn't betray him. You just…"

"I just played with his feelings, dismissed our relationship, let some random guy flirt with me shamelessly and encouraged him. I just act like I was still single, like our life together didn't mean anything to me". She finished. "I love him so much Dave. So fucking much, I don't know how to live without him. I can't live without him. Why did I do this with him, Dave?"

"Everyone makes mistakes, cara". Dave said patting her back. "You just have to figure how to fix this…"

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The flight home was hell to Emily. He was the first one to get on the plane and made sure to take the single sit on the end of the plane and pulled his files from his briefcase, burying himself on his work. She took the other single sit and Dave sat in front of her giving her a reassuring smile but she couldn't respond. She just closed her eyes and prayed to be able to fix this.

He dismissed everyone as soon as they landed, saying that since it was Saturday night the paperwork could wait until Monday. She wasn't surprised when he went to his car without even look at her when they reached the parking lot at the Bureau. Sighing, she went to her car and drove off to home, already waiting for either the fight they would have or the total indifference with what he would treat her.

She saw his car parked on their building and sighed with relief that he had at least came home to her. She opened the front door and entered the apartment looking for him. "Aaron?" She never saw the shadow coming from the corner until she was pressed against the closed door, her shirt ripped off in two seconds and two large hands covering her breasts and giving it a hard squeeze.

She looked with wide eyes at the hazel eyes staring back at her and gasped when one of his hands went to her pants and ripped her button off, zipping down and tugging the fabric forcefully down her legs. She kicked off her shoes and then her pants off completely. He buried his face on her neck and started to suck her skin hungrily, leaving marks all over her neck and shoulders, his hand going to her back to unclasp her bra, taking it off her body and throwing over his shoulder. She gasped again at the sound of the fabric tearing and at the cold air that suddenly came in contact with her center and then two of his fingers were there, roughly, starting already on a quick pace that had her moaning and coming in just a few minutes.

"Aaron…" She started to say but his hand came to cup her chin with force and his deep voice spoke for the first time since she entered the apartment.

"Shut your mouth". He spit the words on her face and her eyes widened even more. What the hell was wrong with him? Where was her sweet Aaron? Who was this angry and scary man that was looking with her with his face hard and his eyes dark.

He knelt down in front of her and placed one of her legs on his shoulder. "Hold on to me". He said to her and it was the only warning before he shoved his tongue on her center causing a shout from her. He sucked her clit and licked her folds quickly and efficiently, making her moan and whimper nonstop. He plunged his tongue inside her and thrusted in and out in a quick pace, bringing his thumb to press on her clit and she started to clamp her walls on his tongue, the force of her climax so strong that she almost collapsed on the floor, if it wasn't for his reflex to get up and held her by her waist.

He pushed her into the living room and before she knew she was bent over, holding the back of the couch with the little force she still had. She heard the sound of his belt and zipper and then he was there, big, hard and inside with one single forceful thrust, making her knees go weak again and her mouth part in a soundless scream.

He held her tightly against his body, on hand across her stomach, alternating between her breasts with pinches and squeezes, and the other on her center, flicking her clit repeatedly, while he was pounding on her hard and fast, his member so deep that she could feel it brushing on her cervix with every thrust.

The orgasm was so sudden that she nearly blackout but he didn't stop, just quickened his pace and started to rub her clit again. He couldn't possible expect her to come again, could he? "Aaron… Aaron, I can't'". She sobbed.

"You can and you will". He snarled and pressed harder on her clit. "Whose are you Emily?" He asked without slowing his pace. He really wanted her to speak? Apparently he did because suddenly she felt him tug her hair back fiercely. "I asked, whose are you Emily?"

"Yours, I'm yours!" She all but shouted and felt him smirk behind her ear.

"Yes. You. Are. Mine. Your heart, your head, your soul, your body, everything! You're mine Emily! Only! Mine!" He said, marking every word with a hard thrust, and she nodded helplessly, not being able to elicit a single sound anymore, saved from her moans and whimpers. "Come for me Emily. You have to come for me. Now!" He growled and she came, hard, this time actually blacking out, not even feeling him empting himself inside her, or pulling out and taking her limp body in his arms, carrying to their room and placing carefully on their bed, covering her naked body with a blanket and kissing her forehead tenderly before undressing and sliding beside her, taking her in his arms.

A/N: *wiping brow* *phew* Did you like it? Please, let a review!