"He's in custody," Luke said into the phone. Penelope sighed in relief while taking a break from her computer screen and rolling away to lean back against the desk. The events leading up to Jeffery's arrest were uneventful.
Tara and Dave were able to find him hiding in a closet with a room full of computers and bizarre conspiracy posters and string corkboards. However, the interesting thing to note was the gold star sticker on the gun hidden in his desk. Leaving the team to wonder if there was any relation to the gold-star program.
"I guess this means you can go back to your apartment." Luke put on a smile, but Penelope could see right through it.
"Maybe I could stay another night with you. We can talk about this." she gestured between the two of them. "In a little more detail."
"Yeah, sure."
-Garvez-
"We don't need to thank Voit for his help right? No.. that would be weird yeah?" Penelope cringed.
"You're too kind for this world. That asshole doesn't deserve a thank you." Luke smiled up at her. His head was in her lap on the couch and she gazed lovingly down at him.
"Yeah you're right. I had a moment of weakness." She laughed. "Hope he rots in hell."
"Can I kiss you?" Luke sat up abruptly.
"Yes. Please." Penelope practically climbed into Luke's lap to a kiss much slower and sensual than the one they shared in the parking garage. She laced her fingers in his hand and wrapped the other around his neck to stablize herself as she leaned against his chest.
"I've been waiting for this all day," she whispered against his lips.
"Is this okay?" Luke's hands found the buttons of her blouse.
"Yes," Penelope said breathlessly.
Luke's fingers made quick work of the buttons and Penelope shifted position to straddle his lap. He helped slide the sleeves off her shoulders and tossed the offending fabric to the floor. His hands caressed along her skin eliciting a soft moan.
Hot kisses to her chest and neck sent shivers along Penelope's spine, her head tilted back to get her blonde curls out of the way and provide more access for Luke. Her lips parted and her eyes fluttered shut as he kissed down her chest. His expert fingers found the clasps of her bra and unhooked them. The bra joined the shirt on the floor and suddenly she felt self-conscious.
"You're beautiful Penelope," Luke said, as if sensing her discomfort. His dark eyes looked up to her before he pressed more hot kisses to her breasts. Penelope arched into him as his teeth brushed her sensitive nipple.
"Luke," she said achingly. "I need more."
Luke exhaled deeply as Penelope shifted her weight in his lap, bringing friction to a sensitive spot that left Luke gasping as she pressed against him. He could feel the heat of her body through his sweatpants and he longed to know what she felt like, what she tasted like.
"Lay back," Luke instructed. Penelope laid back against the couch and Luke moved to the floor. He looked to her eyes for permission as he tugged at her cotton pajama shorts and panties. She nodded, helping him to slide them down her soft legs.
Luke positioned himself between her legs and kissed along her calves. He ran his strong hands up her legs before gripping her hips and pulling her to the edge. With a little gasp Penelope laced her fingers into his dark hair. Luke kissed and sucked at her inner thighs leaving little bruises. Penelope felt as if she may explode with anticipation and silently begged him to continue on. She let her head fall back as she felt his hot breath against her wet core.
"Please," Penelope whispered, though she was surprised to have any coherent thoughts at all.
Luke brought his finger along her center and Penelope sighed as he gathered the wetness on his finger. Luke began circles at her most sensitive spot, eliciting soft moans and tugs on his hair. His own arousal aching as he pleasured her.
Luke brought his finger down to her opening and gently entered her. Penelope arched her back into him as he slowly curved his finger inside her. His other hand wrapped around her hip to support her as he pressed kisses to the sensitive places above his hand.
When Luke ran his tongue across her clit, she thought she had stopped breathing. Maybe she did stop breathing. Penelope was on cloud nine as his tongue circled her clit and a second finger was added to thrust inside her.
"You are perfect Penelope Grace Garcia," Luke said against her wet skin. Penelope felt the tight cord inside her twisting and twisting. Luke pulled the sensitive nub between his lips and began to suck as he continued his fingering. Penelope's moans were growing more and more as her orgasm approached. With one little flick of his tongue, she was at her release. Luke felt her walls clench against him as he continued to pleasure her through her release. When she finally relaxed beneath him is when he pulled back to observe his work.
Penelope's hair was plastered to her face, her lips swollen from kisses and cheeks red. Luke knew at that moment that it would only be Penelope for the rest of his life.
"Luke," Penelope practically moaned. "You are phenomenal."
Luke grinned as she reached for him and said, "But entirely overdressed for the occasion."
Luke stood with Penelope, she slid her hands under his t-shirt and pulled it over his head. Her fingers roamed his toned chest. It was her turn to lay sweet kisses along his skin. Luke closed his eyes at the feeling.
Then she was guiding him to his bedroom. Luke laid Penelope down on the bed but she sat up to help him with his pants. She slid them down with his boxers to release his hardened member. She ran her hands along his shaft and Luke's eyes fluttered.
Luke helped Penelope back up the bed, resting her blonde curls into the pillows as he laid his body over her. He kissed her gently as he settled between her legs. Penelope wrapped her legs around his waist as he lined himself up to her entrance.
In a slow motion, Luke coaxed himself into Penelope's warmth. Her walls clenched around him and she moaned his name. Luke gasped against her mouth as he kissed her again.
"I love you Penelope." Slowly Luke worked up to a faster pace. Penelope dragged her fingernails down his back as he thrusted harder. Penelope had never felt so good. She had never felt so satisfied. Luke just fit right.
Penelope felt her second orgasm growing. Luke kissed her more as they made love. His own pants became evident against her mouth and he pulled away to catch his breath.
"I love you, Luke," Penelope sighed. Her breaths became shallow and rapid as her pleasure built tighter and tighter inside her. Luke's own climax quickly approached, leaving them both breathless as they gazed into each other's eyes.
"I'm there," Penelope moaned. They reached their climax together. Luke gasped at the incredible pleasure coursing through his body. When they had both come down from their high, Luke rolled to his back and pulled Penelope into his arms. He pressed kisses into her hair.
"That was amazing," Luke whispered, hoarse from the physical activity.
"I have never felt so good, thank you." Penelope snuggled into his chest. "We relieved nearly 6 years of sexual tension."
"I don't know, I think we might need a few more sessions to fully make up for it." Luke brushed his hand through Penelope's hair.
"I won't disagree with that."
