(Im so sorry I've been gone so long! But I'm back so let's get into it!)

It's been a few weeks and I'm still trying with Ryan to get pregnant. It hasn't worked yet, but I have another cycle starting in about two weeks and I hope this is the one to do it. Being with Ryan has been fun, but I miss Daddy. It looks like today is a desk day at the BAU. We didn't get a case. So I text Derek from across the room.

M: Daddyyyyyy

I set my phone down and watch as his dings. He reaches into his back pocket and smiles at it as he sees it's from me. He carries on his conversation with Penelope as he quickly types a response. Then my phone dings on my desk.

D: Yes princess?

I smile wide at his response. My favorite pet name (other than slut.) I quickly text him back.

M: Can we please find somewhere to have a little private time? I miss you so much. I need you, Daddy." Then I sit and wait.

This time when he reads the text, his eyes widen and I see him visibly stutter something to Penelope. He's frazzled. Mission accomplished. He puts his phone back in his pocket and starts to walk towards the heavy glass doors leading out of the bullpen. He nods at me to follow him. Once I'm sure no one is paying attention, that's exactly what I do.

We do not say a word as I follow wherever he's leading me. It feels like it takes forever to get there, but I instantly recognize it. It's his old office. No one has taken it over yet so it's still empty. He opens the door and lets me enter first. Then he turns the lights on and shuts the door, locking it behind him. He comes up behind me and wraps me in those strong arms I love so very much. I smile wide and close my eyes as I finally come home again. Derek is my home. Then he whispers lowly in my ear.

"So, you miss Daddy, huh?" I nod. "Well, what shall we do about that?"

I know he's teasing me. His strong hands explore my body; running over my toned stomach, my hips, back up to squeeze my supple breasts, his hands are everywhere. I can't think. Finally I manage to pathetically stutter out a response.

"P-please…please f-fuck me, Derek. I need…mmm fuck…I need you." He chuckles right into my ear as his left hand trails down my thigh and up under my skirt. I'm still not allowed to wear underwear so his fingertips instantly meet my quivering pussy lips.

"You need me, huh? That sounds a little desperate, don't you think?" His index and middle finger continue toying with my sensitive center as he speaks.

I'm already breathless. But I muster up my voice the best I can. "I don't care. It's…it's the truth. I do need you."

With his right hand, he gently turns my face towards his. He lightly nips my bottom lip with his teeth and gently tugs on it. Before I can even think about anything, he quickly soothes the bite with a soft supple kiss. This is one of the very few times Derek has actually kissed me and I'm in shock. But I try not to let it show as I reciprocate. At first it's all closed mouth kisses, but he surprises me again by licking across the seam of my lips. 'Is this man really asking for entry? This never happens!' I think to myself before opening my mouth and letting his tongue in to caress mine.

As our tongues meet, his index finger and his ring finger from his left hand still playing below open my pussy lips wide and his middle finger slips inside me to the first knuckle. I place my shaking hand against the side of his face as we continue making out. My knees start to tremble as the emotions overwhelm me. He's playing my body in only ways that he knows how. This man gets to me in ways no one else ever has. I don't know what's gotten into him, but this time has been sensual and beautiful and it almost feels like he's making love to me. When I texted him, I thought this was going to be our typical down and dirty raunchy fuck. But no, this man is taking his time on me. It's overwhelming but I'm loving it.

We pull away from the make out session to breathe and we lock eyes. Neither of us wants to look away. His eyes are dark, his pupils blown with lust and I'm positive mine are the same, but we keep staring; deep into one another's souls. His finger still probing my pussy deep. I have to dig my nails into the wood of the desk in front of me so I don't fall over.

Then, he gets down on the floor and I hold my breath. He hasn't eaten me out in so long. I don't want to get my hopes up. But it looks like that's exactly what's going to happen as he settles himself between my legs, his back resting against the desk. He looks up at my now soaking wet pussy holding his finger tight and he licks his lips.

He removes his probing finger from my core and I whimper at the loss before I feel his strong grip on my ass. He's pulling me towards his mouth. I smile wide in disbelief as I feel his lips gently kiss my pussy. He sticks his tongue between my pussy lips and licks up and down. Tasting me. My chest heaves as I try desperately to catch my breath. He toys with my clit with quick catlike flicks of his tongue and my pussy quivers again. Then, he dives in. Messily eating my soaking wet center like it's his last meal. It's so good! I cannot believe my luck.

I fall forward against the desk as my arms give out. Moans strong and proud pouring from my lungs. Thank god these rooms are soundproof. I start to ride his face in a steady rhythm. I couldn't stop my hips even if he told me to. I'm so gone. It's so good and we've barely even started.

I feel my first orgasm coiling up tight in my belly. My moans turn to screams as I beg him to let me cum. I need to explode but I know I can't without his permission. I don't want to without it. I can feel my eager pussy dripping down my inner thighs now. I'm so close. He still won't give me his permission though. So I wait. And I beg. And I wait. I feel him chuckle from between my legs. He's purposely not giving me consent. He wants to make me writhe in desperation.

"Damn it Derek! Please let me cum!" I finally scream, slamming my hand down against the desk, frustrated. He stops eating my pussy.

"Nuh-uh. What's my name? I wanna hear you scream my name and then I'll think about letting you cum on my face." I look down and I can barely see him, but I do see the dirty little crooked smirk on his lips. I bite my own lip, debating on what I should do.

He goes back to sloppily eating me out and I have no choice. I scream out 'Daddy!' at the top of my lungs, again grateful for the soundproof room. My legs tremble as I struggle to hold myself up anymore, but I know I need to wait. Finally, he utters the one word I needed to hear. He tells me to cum.

My stomach tightens and my breath gets caught in my throat as a tidal wave of an orgasm hits me full force. I hear it splash against his face and he growls. He continues tonguing my soaked pussy through my orgasm. I'm overstimulated but I don't dare ask him to stop. Who knows the next time I'll be treated to this. No, I'm not stopping him. It feels like hours before he finally pulls himself away from my soaked sensitive center.

He stands up and wipes his mouth off on his shirt sleeve. I lazily turn my head on the desk and look at him, smiling widely. That was fun.

"Mmm thank you Daddy. That's always my favorite surprise." I giggle softly.

He walks up to me where I'm hunched over on the desk, pressing his clothed crotch against my backside. I moan softly. This man drives me crazy in ways I can't even comprehend. He gently pulls at my shoulder, prying my spent body from the desk as he holds me close. His arms wrapped tightly around me.

"Oh princess." He chuckles. "Daddy's not done with you yet, silly girl." He rumbles in my ear. I moan again, a bit louder this time.

I turn my head to look at him. "Really Daddy?" I ask, my voice small.

"Of course not baby. Daddy's gotta make you cum on his dick, too." He smiles deviously and I realize my pussy is in for something brutal.

He walks around me and sits on the desk in front of me, taking off his belt and tossing it somewhere in the room. He pulls his pants and underwear down enough to be out of the way, and his thick heavy cock bobs out. I lick my lips absentmindedly and he laughs.

"Nah, you don't get to taste it today baby. Not right now. But what you can do is bring that pretty little pussy on up here and sit on it for me."

And that's exactly what happens. I pull my skirt up out of the way and climb up on the desk with him, straddling his lap. He grabs his cock at the base and holds it steady while I start my descent. The tip meets my sensitive quivering pussy lips and I stutter out a moan.

Without a second thought, I keep sliding down. It takes my body a second, but eventually, my pussy relaxes and he slides home. I look down and watch as every thick, solid, veiny inch becomes enveloped inside my tight wet core. It's still unbelievable to me every time he's able to slide inside me. It doesn't look like he should fit, but he does.

I lazily wrap my arms around his neck as I roll my hips, getting used to the intrusion again. Gasps and moans frequently escaping me. He places his index finger underneath my chin, silently asking me to look at him. So I raise my head and our eyes meet. His eyes are different now. Still lustblown and wide, but softer.

He softly grasps my chin, pulling me in. I think he's going to kiss me again, but it turns into a hug. One hand holding the back of my head, his other arm wrapped securely around my middle. I lay my head in the crook of his neck. Still rotating my hips on the wide thick shaft inside me slowly and deeply. I try not to get too bummed out that he didn't kiss me. It's not typical for us. I know that, but I still wanted it.

We're silent for a few moments. Him still holding me close as I ride his cock. My moans and sighs muffled by his broad shoulder. He's never been very vocal in bed so I'm used to the silence. I didn't see the contemplative look on his face. I didn't see that his mind was racing.

Suddenly, he's grasping at my hair and pulling me from his shoulder. When my eyes meet his, I see the panic and the contemplation. I raise my eyebrow concerned. With his hand still on the back of my head, he pulls me in for a crushing kiss. His tongue instantly flicking against the seam of my lips and then hurriedly probing every inch of my mouth before sliding against my own tongue.

Something in the air has changed but I have no clue what it is. I grasp his shoulders hard and start to bounce in his lap as we kiss. I'm mesmerized in this moment. I never want it to end. But we both quickly run out of breath and have to pull away. He doesn't let me go far though. He holds the sides of my face and presses his forehead against mine.

I slow down my bouncing as I sense the seriousness in his gaze. This is something big and I need to pay attention. My heart is racing as I wait for him to gather his thoughts and say what he needs to say.

"Fuck, Skye. I… I love you. I love you so much and I'm so sorry it took me over a year to say it back. Oh I'm so sorry, but I'm saying it now and I'll never stop saying it anymore. I love you. I love you. God I love you so much."

I start to tear up. This is everything I've ever wanted. I'm so happy! I wrap him in a bear hug and squeeze as hard as I can, ultimately crying on his shoulder. I pull back and look him deep in his chocolate brown eyes.

"I love you so much Derek. This is the best day ever!" I squeal, excited. He chuckles at my antics as he scoots us back on the desk.

Then, he brings his knees up and plants his feet as he lays back. His big strong hands grasp my tiny hips. I brace myself with my hands on his shoulders. He sets a deep slow pace inside me that I instantly match with my bounces. It's so satisfying. I'm instantly floating among the clouds, I'm so gone for this man. I'm on the verge of another orgasm and I can tell he is on the verge of his first.

I bounce a little harder, knowing it turns him on when I take control. We stare into each other's eyes as we move together, knowing this time is different. He reaches up and wipes a stray tear from my face, and I quickly turn my head and kiss his hand, smiling after.

He takes that same hand and instantly finds my throbbing sensitive clit. He rubs on it first, making me whimper as I continue bouncing on his cock. Then, he rolls my sensitive nub between his fingers. That only makes me bounce harder. I'm more desperate than ever and he knows it.

He brings his thumb and index finger up to his mouth and licks them before bringing them back down to my clit. He starts to flick my sensitive nub and that's all it takes for me to beg for my release. My hands clawing at his shirt in desperation. I'm holding on by a thread at this point and I need him to let me cum.

He keeps toying with my throbbing clit with a sly smirk on his face as I go insane. His cock plunging deep inside me on every upstroke, taking my breath away. I beg louder than I've ever dared to beg in a (semi) public situation. My throat is raw from the constant use of my voice to beg so I finally give up. I've come to the conclusion that he's not going to let me cum.

I still bounce on his cock though. Our hips slapping together as he pushes up every time I slide down. My pussy is overworked and definitely overstimulated, but somehow still quivering for more. My body is on autopilot now, just doing what it knows it's supposed to do. My head dropping as I start to lose strength.

After what feels like hours of silently riding him, he grabs my face and our eyes meet. He leans in and kisses me firmly and quickly before pulling away.

"Cum for me, sweet girl. Give me everything that tight little body's got left for me." He commands and my body does just that. I bite my lip, suddenly trying to keep quiet although I don't know why as our bodies cum together.

My release dripping down my thighs and his shaft as his release fills me up. My thighs tremble as my body suddenly becomes aware of the exertion it's just been through.

Once our bodies are empty of our juices, he pulls out of me and into a sitting position. I whimper from the loss of him from inside me causing him to chuckle breathlessly. He holds me in his lap as we both come down from the highs of the past little while. Neither of us daring to look and see how long we've been gone. Once I've gained breath back in my lungs, I ask the question that's now plaguing my mind.

"Did you mean it? Or was it the heat of the moment?"

He lifts my chin and we lock eyes. "Baby, I meant that with every breath. I love you and I'm never letting you go. I know you want to give Ryan and Natalie a baby, but after that, you are solely mine. I'm not sharing you again. I love you so much. You hear me?"

I look into his eyes and all I see is certainty. He means it. I smile back and I nod. "Yes, I hear you. And I love you too. Always."

We eventually get ourselves cleaned up and back together but before he opens the door, I lightly tug his arm, making him look back at me. "This was definitely not what I had in mind when I texted you, but it was better than I could've ever imagined."

He smiles widely as we lock hands and walk out of the office together as a true couple for the first time. My life is so good.