The Bates Motel | By : tbird1965 Category: 1 through F > Criminal Minds Views: 3661 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Aaron shuddered involuntarily when he was fully inside of her. The warmth from his groin seemed to radiate throughout his entire body.
"Oh, we shouldn't be doing this." He moaned softly as he pulled back out and slowly pushed himself back into her again. Emily remained quiet, enjoying the feeling of his warm, strong body above and inside of her, wrapping her arms around his waist, she pulled him tightly to her. "I'm not to heavy am I?" He panted, slowly pulling his cock out of her and then pushing back in, moaning softly at the incredible feel of her tight warmth. Emily shook her head against his chest, not wanting to speak, just wanting to silently enjoy the wonderful feeling of fullness and pressure inside of her. Aaron thrust in and out of her slowly. He was already on the verge of coming, his toes felt numb and his balls were aching almost painfully. His whole body trembled with his need to come. "Oh God Emily, I'm so sorry." He gasped, as he lost the fight and exploded deep inside of her, shuddering and quaking violently with his orgasm. "Oh" he panted against her neck, his chest heaving. After a moment, he groaned and pulled slowly out of her. He collapsed heavily on the bed next to her, still panting. "Sorry." He whispered into the dark. "For what?" He snorted wryly in the dark, glad he couldn't see her face. "For not lasting longer." His voice was barely audible. "You're wonderful." She rolled onto her side and placed her hand on his chest. He rolled over to face her. Feeling around in the darkness, he located her face and gently explored her features with his fingertips. "You always do that." He sighed. She slid her hand up his chest, to his neck, to his cheek. She rubbed her fingertips across his lips, picturing the serious look that she knew was on his face. "What's that?" She asked, stroking his lips. He caught her small hand in his large one and pulled it to his chest. "You are always so quick to forgive me for my short comings." She pulled their clasped hands to her lips and kissed his fingers. "I'm sort of glad it's so dark we can't see each other." He said suddenly, his deep voice resonating through her body. "Gee thanks." She muttered. "I didn't mean it like that." He said his voice a little exasperated. "I just meant, touching you, feeling you, but not being able to see you, makes this seem more like an amazing dream, then…" He faltered and sighed heavily. "I don't know what I'm trying to say." "I understand." She whispered softly, running her hand down his side and gently caressing his hip. "It's like we're free to just feel and we don't have to think about it too much." "Something like that." He whispered, gently pushing her, nudging her to lie on her back. She sighed as his large hands begin to explore her body, gently rubbing her breasts. His calloused thumb gently teased her hardened nipple. "That feels so good." She moaned. "Shhhh." He hissed in her ear. "Don't speak, just feel." He captured her lips in a passionate kiss. Taking her hand in his, he gently drew it down his body. He pressed her palm against his lower abdomen, her fingertips lightly brushing course pubic hair. "Just touch." He groaned. They lay together for what seemed like hours, touching, caressing and kissing. Emily panted as his long finger gently entered her wet folds, rubbing maddeningly slow against her clit. He moaned into her lips as she grasped his hardened length and stroked him, her fingers exploring every inch of his cock, before returning to lightly stroke him. They were both breathing heavily as he rose above her and gently pushed his cock inside of her. "I thought we shouldn't be doing this." She gasped as he pulled his hard cock in and out of her, his thickness hitting her clit at just the perfect angle. "Oh Emily." He said, rotating his hips as he pulled himself out and thrust back in, making her cry out with pleasure. "I am a classic type A, perfectionist. Do you really think I could be satisfied…." He groaned, thrusting in and out of her harder. "with anything less then making you come around my cock, hopefully screaming my name?" "No." She panted, choking back another loud groan of pleasure. She grasped his back tightly, her fingers digging into his flesh. "Uhhhh." She cried out as he rotated his hips again and plunged deeply into her. Aaron raised himself above her and began to thrust steadily in and out of her with long hard strokes. He could feel her strong hands grasping his biceps and he thrilled at the small grunts of pleasure she made each time he thrust into her. He wished he could see her face. Staring into the darkness, he tried to imagine how beautiful she looked right now with his cock inside of her. Did she lick her lips? Was her mouth open or closed? What about her eyes? He groaned and thrust into her hard and was rewarded with a sharp cry of pleasure. She felt better wrapped around his dick then any woman ever had. He groaned loudly, even better then Haley. "Oh Aaron" Emily moaned. Each powerful thrust of his hips caused his huge cock to hit her clit and she grunted in pleasure each time it did. She could feel waves of pleasure forming just beneath her skin, forming slowly, just waiting to explode. "Faster." She panted, clutching at his biceps. In the pitch blackness she felt his body respond silently to her panted request. As his cock moved in and out of her faster and faster, the wave of pleasure grew larger and larger until it finally exploded. Lights flashed behind her eyelids and her back arched against him. Her climax coursed through her in bursts of pleasure. Her body stiffened as she moaned his name loudly. Aaron felt her muscles tighten painfully against his cock. He struggled to maintain his rhythm as her body thrashed beneath him. When he came, he came hard. His cock pulsating inside her, come shooting out of the tip as he groaned and ground himself against her forcefully. Rolling on his side he pulled her tightly against him, her back pressed against his chest. They were both shaking, but it was no longer from the cold. He held her as their breathing slowly returned to normal. Emily lay in his arms and listened to the silence. She leaned her head back against his warm chest and reveled in the feeling of his arms wrapped around her. "Wait a minute. I was right. Norman Bates poisoned his mother." She said suddenly into the dark. "It was his mother who stabbed people." Aaron moved slightly when she spoke. His body seemed to tense and he grunted unintelligibly against her hair. She heard him mutter something that sounded like unsub and profile. She realized then that Aaron had fallen asleep while holding her and was still half asleep. Emily had watched Supervisory Special Agent Aaron Hotchner sleep on the jet and she knew that he and deep sleep were only passing acquaintances. Like a dozing cat, he could be alert and ready for action in the blink of an eye. She cooed softly to him. "Shhhhh. Go back to sleep Hotch. We'll finish the profile tomorrow." He grunted and she felt him relax against her, his breath deepening as he drifted back to sleep. Staring out into the pitch darkness she strained her eyes to see if she could make out any of the room's features yet. In her mind she wished that the light would never come and that they could remain in the darkness forever. She had no idea what the light would bring, what would happen tomorrow when they could see again. She only knew that the man holding her tightly in his arms, this wonderful, confusing, intense and complex man held the fate of her future happiness in the palm of his hand. All she could do now was wait. Wait for the light and wait him to decide. 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