*Ok, this chapter's rating is "M" for adult content. If you are too young or not into that, please skip the part where they get back to the hotel.

Chapter 22

Hotch and Kahlan left Rossi's house after Rossi and Hotch shared some of their earlier exploits, and Rossi shared several of his stories from his time away from the BAU when he was focused on his writing. On their way back to Kahlan's hotel, she asked about Hotch's past. She knew most of it from her research on the team, but she let him share it with her. He told her about Haley and Jack, and she realized how much he felt responsible for Haley's death. "It's not your fault that psycho went after her, Aaron."

"It is my fault. I couldn't find him before he went after them."

"Wow. How do you still work with your team every day? How do you look them in the eye after still blaming them? I can't believe you haven't quit."

He gave her a look of shock mixed with disgust. "I don't blame them."

"But they didn't find him. They must not be the crack team I thought they were."

"They did everything within their power! They never stopped looking."

"But they didn't find him, and your wife died because of their inadequacies." She noticed that pissed him off.

"Don't you dare say that! They are the best, and they did everything they could to protect Haley and Jack!"

"So they are not to blame?"

"No!"

She smiled at him. "Then, tell me, Aaron, how can you blame yourself for not being able to do the exact same thing?"

He was about to protest, but she saw the anger leave him as the truth of her words finally reached him. "I see what you did there," he told her with a smile. "Thank you."

"No problem. I love pointing it out when people are wrong," she joked.

He shook his head. "I'm going to have to watch myself around you aren't I?"

"Oh yeah. You should definitely be worried."

He laughed as he pulled up to the hotel and just sat there in his car. He wasn't sure if he should be presumptuous enough to assume she's invite him in or not.

She apparently read his mind and reached over and turned the car off. "You are coming in."

He noticed it wasn't a question and flashed her his dimples. "Well, if you insist." He got out and opened her door for her.

"I hope you won't be offended if I don't wait for you to open my door every time," she told him with a smile as she took his hand.

"What? You can't let a guy be a gentleman?" He asked her as he trapped her between himself, the car door, and the car.

"It's not you being a gentleman. You are a gentleman, Aaron, but sometimes you are just too slow," she joked as she agilely evaded his arm and slipped past him to head to the hotel.

He shook his head as he smiled and caught up with her so he could open the lobby door for her. She shook her head at him as he stood there holding the door, and she turned to go up the stairs. She sprinted up them, not waiting for Hotch to catch up with her. He found the room door open and slowly looked in as he searched for her.

He took a tentative step in and shut the door, and the room was drowned in darkness. He let his eyes adjust and crept forward. He felt his heart racing as he slowly searched for her. He went to the room that he knew she was using. He made his way forward and as soon as he was close to the bed, he sensed her behind him. Before he could turn, though, she came up, took his legs out from under him, and twisted him around so he fell on the bed on his back, his legs bent over the end. Even in the dim light he could see the smile on her face. "Got ya."

"And now what are you going to do with me?" he asked as he flashed his dimples.

"Ohhhh, it's not what I am going to do with you," she flicked her brows and gave him a sly smile. "It's what I'm going to do to you," she told him and ripped his button-up shirt open as the buttons flew everywhere. His eyes went wide and she could feel his arousal. She kissed a trail down his chest as she undid his belt and pants. He reached up and put his hands on her shoulders. She stopped and grabbed his hands. "Oh no you don't," she told him as she forced his hands down on the bed. "You're not allowed to touch right now." He moaned as her knee ghosted his manhood.

She quickly stood up and used for own foot to relieve him of his shoes and then pulled his pants and boxers down to his thighs and let her foot push them down the rest of the way and off. He marveled at her flexibility and moaned as she took his manhood into her hand and started rubbing him as she reached up and started kissing his neck. He moaned with pleasure and twisted the blanket in his fists to fight the urge to touch her. He could only imagine what she was planning on doing to him since she hadn't taken off her own clothes and he felt his manhood stiffen at the thought. "Like that do you?" she asked in a whisper in his ear.

"Umm-hmmm," he hummed with a nod of his head.

"Maybe you'll like this even more," she whispered and forged another trial down his neck, down his chest, and down his abdomen as she softly cradled his balls in her hand.

"Oh, God," he breathed as she took him into her mouth.

She giggled against him, and she felt him quiver under her. He wanted to touch her so badly that it was driving him crazy, and that mixed with what she was doing to him, made for an even more erotic feeling. She slowly moved up and down him while she rubbed the spot between his base and his balls. He bucked against her as she started bobbing faster. He could feel the burn building and he fought to keep control. The first time they had made love had been a hurried frenzy because of the want and desire they both had pent up. He didn't want this time to go as quickly, but he found his control weakening with every lash of her tongue. She knew he was getting close, so she moved to kiss his inner thigh, marking him roughly. He moaned and was almost shaking with pleasure. She let her hand work him a little more as she slid up his body, marking him the whole way as she let her thigh rub his manhood. She nuzzled his head to the side and nibbled behind his ear.

"You ok?" she asked softly as she let her hot breath encase his ear.

"Oh yeah," he breathed heavily.

She giggled in his ear before descending on him again. She noticed that when she took him into her mouth again that he pulled the blankets over his face as he groaned. She let her tongue snake its way up and down him. He fought his urge to thrust against her, but he was starting to lose control as waves of pleasure made their way through him. She released him and before he could wonder what she was going to do next, he felt her engulf one of his balls in her mouth. She rolled it on her tongue and he jerked with pleasure. His legs were quivering as she stroked him with her hand again. She replaced the one with a suck of the other as he lifted himself off the bed slightly. She giggled and the vibrations sent goose bumps across his body. He moaned with pleasure as it had been far too long since he had experienced anything even close to what she was doing to him. She felt him getting close again and released him as she made her way up his lower abdomen, gently kissing every muscle that stood out so seductively on his taut belly. She ran her fingers up and down his inner thighs, letting just her nails touch him. "Let yourself go, Aaron," she whispered.

"Ohhhhhh," he cried as she took him in her mouth one more time and pulled down on his sack with her hand.

She bobbed her head, getting faster with each pass. He couldn't control himself anymore and she pushed him over the edge. His body burned with ecstasy as she slowly brought him back down from his high. He finally moved the blanket off and let out the breath he'd been holding as his body tingled in the aftermath. She slowly let him go and slid up to lay beside him.

"Oh. My. God," he gasped as he panted.

"You enjoyed that, huh?"

"No. Not at all," he lied as he fought to get his breathing under control and wrapped his arms around her. "What did I do to deserve that?"

She smiled at him. "You accepted the truth of my past without walking out on me."

He frowned at her. "You actually thought I would?"

"No, but it was just really nice to be proved right."

He shook his head. "You are an amazing woman, Kahlan Hunter," he told her with a smile.

"And you are an amazing man, Aaron Hotchner," she told him as she gave him a kiss and got up.

He sat up and gave her a puzzling look.

"I'm not sleeping in my clothes," she told him simply as she headed to the bathroom.

"Oh, no you don't," he told her as he got up and grabbed her. "The night is still young," he said and pulled her into a kiss.

XXX

The sun came through the curtains and woke Hotch up. He smiled when he realized that Kahlan was lying on his side. They had fallen asleep in the same position. His left arm was wrapped around her and her head was on his chest. He smiled again as he stared at her. She was positively the most beautiful woman he had ever had the pleasure of knowing, and to know that she was his made the alpha in him howl with pleasure. He reached with his right hand and moved a few strands of hair off of her face.

She moaned as she woke up. She smiled at him and stretched her body. He envisioned a cat stretching after a nap on a window sill and chuckled. She looked at him questioningly. "What's so funny?"

"Funny? Nothing, just enjoying the moment," he told her with a flash of his dimples.

"I could get used to this," she told him as she laid back down against him.

He hugged her tightly. "Me, too."

She grabbed his left hand and looked at his watch. "Wow. I slept past 8:00?

He chuckled. "Well, we were up pretty late."

"You hungry?"

"Famished."

She patted his belly. "Then let's get up and go grab something for breakfast." She jumped up and went to the restroom.

As soon as he stood up, though, his cell phone rang. When he saw it was JJ, he groaned but answered it.

He was completely dressed and putting on his shoes when she emerged. "Sorry, but I'm going to have to take a rain check on breakfast. We got a case," he told her and waited for her reaction.

"Ok. I'll follow you to grab Wyatt," she told him as she grabbed her own shoes.

He smiled at her again. She didn't offer any complaints, not one roll of the eyes, nothing, and he again wondered what he had done to deserve such an exceptional woman.

"What will you do with Jack?" she asked as she put her jacket on.

"I'll drop him off at Jessica's," he told her as he put on his coat. He was glad he always kept a go bag in his car, so he could replace the shirt Kahlan had destroyed before he had to pick up Jack.

She followed him to the parking lot and then followed him to Garcia's. She had the boys ready to go by the time they got there. They hugged her good bye and they headed back out to their cars. "Text me if you get a chance," she told him with a smile as she opened her car door.

He smiled and nodded as he got in and drove off. No demands about calling as soon as he knew something, no wanting to know where he was going, no pressure. It was nice. His phone vibrated. He picked it up and smiled again. 'Be safe' was all her text said. If I'm dreaming, please God, don't let me wake up.