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Taking Control	By : jekkah Category: 1 through F > Criminal Minds Views: 4360 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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CHAPTER FOUR
"Oh, Jesus!" Rossi panted, trying to calm his breathing and his heartbeat. He kept his weight off of the magnificent blond splayed out beneath him and on his knees. Her eyes were closed and a small smile lay upon her lips. Her legs were still wrapped around his waist while her hands ran up and down his back. Rossi relished the feel of her on his skin.
"Someone's feeling pretty good about themselves," JJ commented, slowly bringing her legs to the bed, feeling shaky. Every time with Rossi had been wonderful, but she refused to tell him that out loud.
Rossi chuckled, his vibrations scorching everywhere they touched. "I think your screams a few minutes ago said it all."
JJ rolled her eyes, but didn't refute him. She was not usually particularly vocal while having sex; a few moans here and there, but with Rossi, all of her animalistic urges came out. She was surprised at times that there weren't noise complaints, even if Rossi's neighbors were a mile down the road. She had end up hoarse more than once the next day.
He leaned down to kiss her, feeling her entire body tense. During the past six months since they had agreed to this mutually beneficial arrangement, kissing was the one activity that she bulked at doing unless it was involved in a sexual act. She resisted all forms of intimacy, but Rossi was determined to change that. He had recently noticed meaningful looks and small touches whenever the two of them were together. He had been patient until now, but his patience was running out.
JJ smacked his behind. "You want to roll off of me so I can get out of here."
"Not really," he replied with a smirk, giving her a little shimmer that caused her body to tremble. "I sort of like being on you and in you, your legs wrapped around me." He leaned down and nipped her earlobe.
JJ bit back a groan. He knew all the right ways to touch her. "Seriously, Rossi, I have to go."
Rossi slid off of her, pain shooting to his heart over her use of his last name. Still, he was determined. "You could stay, you know. Give me a chance to recover and go for rounds two and three."
"Henry-"
"-is with Will for the night," Rossi reminded her.
JJ stood up from the bed, searching the room for her discarded clothing. "He'll be back by nine tomorrow. Will has to work early."
Rossi sat up against his headboard, not bothering to cover his nakedness. "So, stick around until eight. Plenty of time to enjoy each other until then. It's a really comfortable bed."
"No sleepovers is part of the arrangement, Dave."
He switched tactics, appealing to her mothering instincts. "The circus is in town this weekend. What do you say you, me, and Henry go tomorrow afternoon? I could get us VIP tickets; maybe even backstage."
JJ stopped dressing. She rolled her eyes, releasing a small sigh. "Okay, Dave. What is this?"
"What do you mean?" Rossi forced himself to remain outwardly calm while inwardly, he was panicking.
"We agreed when this started that it was just sex and just sex is what it's been. Now, all of a sudden, you're wanting me to stay the night, offering to take Henry and me on outings. I'm not looking for a relationship, Dave." She finished talking by sitting on the bed and pulling on her shoes.
Rossi scooted to the end of the bed. He reached down to pull on a pair of boxers before standing to walk over to her. He peered into her beautiful face. "Would it be so bad? Starting a relationship with me?" Rossi reached out to touch her cheek with the tip of his fingers. "You have to know how much I care about you."
JJ leaned into his touch briefly before standing suddenly. "We can't."
"Why not?"
"Because we're friends; we're colleagues." JJ brushed past him.
Rossi grabbed her arm. "So? Friends make the best relationships in my experience. And, yes, we're colleagues, but I'm not your boss so we're not breaking any rules."
JJ pulled away from him. "We're breaking the rules we had set. Look, Rossi-"
"Dave," he spit out, anger taking hold in him. "We're in my bedroom. We just made love. It's Dave."
"We didn't 'make love,' Dave. We just had sex," she spat back.
Rossi put his hands on his hips. "Just sex, huh? That's why you haven't seen anyone since the hotel room six months ago, right?"
JJ narrowed her eyes. "What I do in my personal life is none of your concern. If you can't handle that, then we need to break this off right now."
"Oh, I can handle it. I just don't want to." Rossi ran his hand through his hair, letting out an exasperated sigh. "I want you. I want to go to sleep with you in my arms. I want to wake up and see your face first thing. I want to spend evenings curled up with you on the couch in front of the fireplace, drinking wine. I want to spend weekends with you and Henry doing so many crazy activities that the three of us collapse in a heap together in the family room Sunday evening."
"You can't-"
Rossi cut her off. "I want to marry you. I want to grow old, well, older with you. I want to be Henry's step-father. I want to have more children with you. I want-"
"Stop! Stop!" JJ demand, rubbing her hands over her face. Her breathing was ragged. "You can't mean that."
"I do mean that! JJ, I lo-"
She turned from him abruptly. "Don't finish that sentence! You ruined this!"
Rossi spun her around, grasping her upper arms. "This doesn't have to be ruined! This can be better. We can be better!"
"We were! We were great together! We had amazing sex with no attachment! You're suppose to be the FBI lothario. You're suppose to not want more!"
"But I do. I want you, JJ. I want all of you. I want to possess you body, mind, and soul and I want you to possess me the same way!"
JJ jerked against. "This isn't happening. This can't be happening!"
Rossi held firm, hold on desperately, afraid that she would walk out of his life if he let her go. "Why? Why can't it be happening? Why can't I love you? Why can't let yourself love me?"
"Because I don't!" JJ screamed. Rossi dropped his hands as if she had burned him. "I don't love you. I don't want to love you! I don't want to love anybody. Don't you get that? You were suppose to be easy. You were suppose to-"
"Just be sex," he finished, quietly. "I'm sorry, JJ. I can't be that for you. Not anymore."
JJ closed her eyes briefly. When she opened them, she found Rossi staring at the carpet, his shoulders hunched. Her face crumbled slightly at seeing him so deflated. JJ's fingers twitched, wanting to reach out to him, but terrified to do so. She shook her head, schooling her face to nothingness, before turning and walking out of the bedroom.
Rossi stood there, rooted, until he heard his front door close. He sank onto his bed, cradling his head in his hands. His eyes burned with tears, but he didn't wipe them away. He had laid his heart out to her and she rejected him. Rossi's heart lay crumbled on the floor. He felt more lost than he had in his life.
He loved her so much, was sure she felt the same way, but he was left alone. He wasn't sure what he was going to do next.
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