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Hotch's Inner Freak	By : tbird1965 Category: 1 through F > Criminal Minds Views: 17044 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Criminal Minds, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Hotch's Inner Freak
- 2-Two
- 3-Three
- 4-Four
- 5-Five
- 6-Six
- 7-Seven
- 8-Eight
- 9-Nine
- 10-Ten
- 11-Eleven
- 12-Twelve
- 13-Thirteen
- 14-Fourteen
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Emily opened her eyes slowly. Pale, early morning light crept in the window. She glanced at the clock. It was a little after 5:30. She smiled when she realized that Aaron hadn't woken her in the night to have sex. She didn't think he had gotten out of the bed while she was sleeping, because she was still wrapped up in his arms. She stared at his beautiful sleeping face. A shock of black hair fell boyishly across his forehead. His face was peaceful and unlined. She smiled as she felt his erection brushing large and needy against her hip.
Glancing at his eyelids, she saw that he was dreaming again, his eyes fluttering rapidly beneath the lids. She grinned as she felt him move against her hip. His brow furrowed momentarily and he grunted softly. She felt warm come hit her hip as he came gently in his sleep. He opened his eyes and looked at her, his eyes sleepy and confused.
"Go back to sleep. You're dreaming." she whispered.
"Mmmmm." he moaned. Closing his eyes, he began to breath deeply against her neck.
Emily closed her eyes and sighed happily. His body was warm against hers, his breath gently tickled her neck. She could feel his come drying on her hip and she had never felt so happy in her life. Smiling, she drifted back to sleep.
Emily woke pleasantly. She moaned as a tongue licked lightly at her nipple. Moaning she reached up and stroked his hair.
He raised his head and looked at her, lust in his eyes. "Good you're awake. I need you." He lowered his head and sucked on her nipple.
"Did you get out of bed last night?" she asked, running her fingers through his thick hair.
"No." he said, flicking his tongue, "I think I made it all night."
"You had a wet dream around 5:30 this morning."
"I did?" he moaned, rubbing his hard cock against the side of her leg. "Well, almost all night. And now I really need you." he said, sliding his hand up to her pussy.
"Okay." she said, kissing the top of his head. "But hang on. I really have to pee."
"Oh you do, do you?" he asked, his voice teasing, his finger flicking her clit. "What if I hold you here."
"I guess you could, if you wanted me to pee on you."
He raised his eyes and stared at her, shyly.
"Aaron, no!" she cried trying to push his arms away. "That's weird. I'd like to be able to look you in the eye again someday."
He wiggled his finger against her clit and a shiver went up her body. Her bladder throbbed, but not in a completely bad way.
"You just really want to experiment, don't you?"
He nodded his head.
"Saw this in a porno once?"
He nodded shyly. "It…intrigued me."
"Go ahead," she sighed, "But I have no idea what's going to happen, I hope you know."
Aaron was already sliding his finger in and out of her pussy, pressing lightly against her bladder, she shivered again. A small trickle of urine leaked out, but her muscles clamped down painfully, cutting it off.
When Aaron entered her, his cock pressed painfully against her bladder, she grunted and closed her eyes.
Aaron thrust in and out of her a few times, noticing her lack of response, he pushed himself up on his arms and looked down at her. "You don't like this at all, do you?" he asked.
She stared up at him and shook her head. "It's just…hurts." she whispered.
Aaron quickly pulled out of her and rolled on his side. "Why didn't you say something sooner? Go. Go to the bathroom." As she got up, he swatted at her behind. "Hurry back." he called after her.
Emily hurried to the bathroom and peed quickly. She paused at the sink to wash her hands and quickly run a brush through her hair. She left the bathroom and froze half way to the bed, her breath caught in her throat.
Emily had a left a boyishly rumpled Aaron in her bed when she got up to use the restroom. While she had been gone, he had some how transformed into Federal Agent Aaron Hotchner, unit chief. He leaned against her headboard, his long elegant legs stretched out before him. Despite his nudity and his left hand lightly caressing his cock, he exuded authority and power. His visage was unreadable, his eyes hidden behind his sunglasses, his mouth set in a grim line.
Emily's knees shook and warmth rushed to her middle, wetting her pussy. She felt as if she had fallen straight down the rabbit hole and been transported to her own, very private sexual fantasy.
"Agent Prentiss." he grunted.
"Sir?" she responded automatically. His voice was like a caress on her pussy, causing her to shiver.
"Why would you allow me to do something to you that made you uncomfortable or caused you pain?"
"Because I know you want to experiment." she said meekly.
"And you think my desire to experiment would include causing you discomfort or pain?"
"Of course not, Sir."
"Of course not." he repeated. "Then let me make myself perfectly clear on this matter. From this moment forward all experimentation will be limited to acts that are mutually enjoyable and satisfying. Do you understand? Have I made myself clear?"
"Crystal clear." she said, her voice husky and breathless.
"Good." he said, a small smirk played across his lips before he was able to set his features again. "Then come over here and get on your hands and knees in front of me. Face the mirror, Prentiss." he ordered.
Aaron watched as Emily climbed on the bed and positioned herself on her hands and knees. Getting up on his knees he moved behind her, rubbing his large hand gently across her ass.
"You have the most beautiful ass, Emily." he moaned, rubbing tiny circles with his hands. He could feel her shivering and shaking beneath his hands.
He gently slid his fingers across her pussy, she moaned and hung her head. "You're so wet, Prentiss" he whispered. "Why are you so wet?"
"I need you to fuck me." she moaned, rocking on her knees. "Oh God, Hotch. Please fuck me."
He grasped his cock and rubbed the tip along her wet lips, teasing her opening.
She moaned louder and continued to beg.
"What do you need, Prentiss." he teased, rubbing the head of his cock gently against her wet clit.
" I need your hot cock in me NOW, Hotch!" she moaned. "Fuck me. Please fuck me. I've dreamed about fucking you for so long."
Aaron smiled and plunged his cock in her. She was so wet and tight. Reaching around he placed a strong arm around her waist, pulling her up, he sat back on his heels, positioning her on his lap. She moaned as his cock pressed hard and deep inside her.
Rubbing her stomach gently, he moaned as she raised her arms up, wrapping them around his neck. Her body was stretched out and her beautiful breasts jutted forward. He cupped one in his free hand, flicking the nipple with his thumb.
"How long, Prentiss." he teased, licking her neck. "How long have I been fucking you in your dreams?"
"Since you danced with me at my Mother's." she moaned, wiggling his hips and grinding down harder on him.
Aaron chuckled, and lowered his hand to rub gently on her clit.
"What were you? Fifteen then?" She nodded her head. Aaron pushed her back on all fours and begin to thrust in and out. "You wanted to fuck me when you were fifteen? You little slut."
Emily raised her head and looked in the mirror. She could see him naked behind her, his eyes hidden by his sunglasses. He looked handsome, mysterious and powerful.
"When the dance was over." she whispered, her voice deep and husky with desire. "I went to my room and rubbed my pussy, imagining you fucking me."
"Sorry to have kept you waiting so long." he grunted, thrusting his cock in and out of her harder. Her words had excited him and he was so turned on, he was struggling to control himself. Wrapping his hand into her hair, he pulled her head up. "Let me see if I can make it up to you." he groaned. He moved his hips hard and fast, plunging almost brutally into her.
"Oh God Aaron." she screamed. "Fuck me. Fuck me hard."
Grabbing her hips he begin to pound into her brutally. Her grunts of pleasure spurring him on. He liked to fuck slow and tenderly, but he had always longed to pound away with abandon, wanting it hard, fast and brutal.
"Oh God, Aaron" she chanted with every thrust. "Oh, God, Oh God. Coming." she screamed as her muscles tightened painfully on his cock and she came violently.
Aaron's fingers dug into her hips as he thrust roughly forward, his whole body shaking with the intensity of his orgasm.
"Ahhhhhhhh. Oh fuck. Emily. Fuck" he yelled as he came inside of her. His whole body shivered with pleasure.
They collapsed on the bed, sweaty and panting.
"JJ told you about the sunglasses, didn't she?" Emily moaned.
"She sure did." Aaron said, still panting.
"I need to remember to thank her." Emily sighed.
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