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Title: The Fulcrum
Author: gaiajanvier
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: DR/PG/AH
Disclaimer: I do not own Criminal Minds; the recognizable characters are property of CBS. I am making no money from this little writing exercise; I am simply learning to improve my writing skills.

Chapter 5: Garcia and Buzzzzzzzz
Muse Music: Dark Horse-Amanda Marshall

Penelope Garcia had no real idea how she had gotten in this position. She had been invited to Rossi’s house to use the pool. It was 98 degrees outside, after all. Her swimsuit was a high waisted bikini styled from the 50’s, turquoise and yellow. She had gone inside to change back into her sundress when Rossi had made his move.

Rossi slid his arms around her and his tongue into her eager mouth. The air conditioning gave the air a chill, and clad only in a two-piece swimsuit, her body reacted. She felt her nipples harden and shivered. He chuckled as he detached from her mouth.

“I’ll warm you up, darlin’ “ he whispered. He pulled off his shirt and managed to get her swimsuit top off as well. He groaned as her heavy, milky white breasts came into view. Garcia felt herself being lowered onto the bed and sighed as she felt Rossi latch on to her nipple, his fingers rolling the other nipple to attention. Releasing the nub, he nipped the pale flesh before turning to the other breast and lavishing the same attention as before, suckling the pink flesh before biting the paler skin. She felt the neatly trimmed whiskers of his beard scrape the sensitive skin, sending a rush of lust through her body. Her hands slid into his hair, tugging gently and making him growl.

He leaned back up and met her lips again, his hands gliding up her bare belly, warming her, as he parted her legs with his knee. He pressed himself to her, and she moaned.

“Baby, I’m gonna make you feel so incredible.” He slipped her swimsuit bottoms down before sliding a finger into her. She hissed as he added another, pulsing in her body. “You’re so wet, kitten.”

He lowered himself toward the apex of her thighs, and she cried out as he made his intentions clear. Her most sensitive skin chafed against his beard, sending a delicious frisson of sensation up her body and then moaned as she felt his tongue slide inside her, lapping at her juices.

“Christ, David.” She tried to reach for his shoulders, but couldn’t quite touch them. She felt his hands leave her thighs and she heard a clink and rasp-Rossi had obviously taken off his trousers. She whimpered as his mouth left her and he stood, now gloriously nude, his firm body before her.

“Crawl back up the bed, kitten.” She complied immediately and he followed her. Hooking his arms under her knees, he pulled her forward. She reached down, sliding her hand down his length. He grinned and kissed her deeply.

“You have no idea how much I need you, baby. How much I’ve wanted to be inside you. When was the last time you were properly fucked?”

“When Kevin…about three months ago.” Rossi snorted, still not breaching her.

“Lynch doesn’t have the sense to look after you properly. If he’s all you’ve had recently, this might make you a bit sore.” He slid a finger into her, pulsing in and out of her. “Christ, you’re so tight. So you’ve only gone as far as sucking Hotch off, then?”
She froze, and Rossi chuckled. “Kitten, I saw you in his office on Tuesday. He had his hand on your ass, and you didn’t even react. Normally, you would have had some kind of response. I assumed you two had been up to something, but didn’t know what. I don’t mind, of course. I’m sure Hotch doesn’t mind you’re here either. In fact, this could be rather fun.”

He was barely sliding in and out of her, just the head slipping inside her inner lips, then almost out. She wanted to cry out in frustration.   Still, she needed to stay on topic. “Why would it be fun?”

“Think of how competitive we both are. Now think of all the orgasms, the delicious pulsing inside you as we try to one up each other for your affections. You are a goddess, Penelope. Let us worship you, love you the way you deserve.” He slid in a bit deeper this time, and she spread her legs unconsciously. He leaned forward to kiss her, cutting off her next question.   “Are you okay with this, now?” She nodded. “Then lets work out the rest later.”

Sliding his hands down her bent knees, he sheathed himself in her, as deeply as he could. Slowly, he pulled back and started a slow rhythm. “Kitten, this is so…, oh my fucking god…move with me, kitten….” Penelope smiled at the moment she realized he had actually become non-verbal. She had never been capable of robbing such an articulate man of speech, and she sighed as he buried his face in her breasts, nipping and suckling him. Kevin had always criticized her weight, or her plump breasts were too big for him. She was beginning to see that maybe he had been the problem, not her. Rossi was very experienced sexually, and he was clearly beside himself with pleasure.

She felt him deeper inside her than ever before, and she blushed as she felt her walls stretching to accommodate him. She felt daring, what if…

Rossi hissed as she reached around to touch his balls, scratching them gently with her fingernails. He grabbed her hands, pinning them by her head with and growled as he slammed into her. She cried out in pleasure as he pounded into her, literally driving her up on the bed. Transferring both her hands to one of his, he reached down to rub her clit, and she gasped as she felt it build. Oh dear god, let him not stop before she could finally feel a climax during sex. Just a little more.

She could feel when he was there because he stilled for a second, then he released her hands, and lifted her hips to put the friction right where she needed it. She could hear him roar as he slammed into her and could feel as he emptied deep into her, smelling the scent of his sweat and traces of cologne. Her hands were on his ass, prodding him deeper into her. And then it happened.

Her head dropped back on the pillow as she stiffened and began to shake. Waves of pleasure crashed over her and she made some sort of noise, she was sure of it. She was overwhelmed and yet wanted more. Light, sensation and sound all came together in a rush. She collapsed, feeling Rossi’s weight holding her doe, tethering her to reality. She closed her eyes.

When she opened her eyes again, Rossi was lying next to her on the bed, one arm wrapped around her and grinning. She didn’t think she could move, but managed to lean over to kiss his jaw.

“Kitten, I don’t think I have ever come that hard in my life. You have got the most incredible body I have ever known.” He pressed kisses into her throat and hair, and she finally managed to find her voice.

“Is that, is what happened to me normal?” she asked faintly.   “I mean, I’ve had orgasms before, but I’ve never felt anything like that.” He looked surprised.

“How have you had your orgasms before? With a partner, or some other way?” She felt herself redden. “Tell me, kitten. I want to know.” She looked away, not wanting to verbalize it. “Do you have your vibrator with you?” She rolled over on her stomach, burying her face in the pillow, but nodded. She felt the bed shift as he crawled out of bed in search of her purse.

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The vibrator in question looked like a regular tube of lipstick. Garcia had no idea why she had always carried it with her; probably so she didn’t risk Kevin finding it and getting offended. Rossi had dumped her purse out on the bed and was digging though it. She reached out to snatch her purse back as he started unzipping pockets. She sifted through the mound of debris, and handed over the gold tube. She stuffed the remaining clutter back into the bag, and he dropped it unceremoniously on the floor. She tried not to smile at how comfortable he was in his own skin. She hoped to be like that some day.
After a moment of fumbling, he got the gold tube turned on. She wanted to die of embarrassment; she couldn’t believe she had actually told him.   He straddled her, holding her in place. “Are you ready to play, kitten?

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Twenty minutes later, Garcia was on top, riding him as he steadied her hips. She had never tried this position before, and she loved the feeling of power it gave her. Plus she could feel him so deep inside; the sensation was incredible. Rossi was absolutely in love with her breasts, alternately watching them bounce and nipping at them as she moved above him. She had tried to cover her stomach when he had pulled her over him, but he had slapped her hands away.

“Buzz”, as Rossi had nicknamed her lipstick vibe, was humming away as he ran it over her sensitive nipples, behind her knees, and had only just now moved it to her clit, where it was sending delicious frissons of vibration up her spine. “Can I try something?’ he asked her, and she nodded. At this point, she would do anything, absolutely anything to feel the way she did when she had slipped her skin earlier. He rolled her off him and she moaned at the loss of him inside her. “It’s alright, Kitten. I’ll be inside you again in just a second.” His cock was deep pink and glistening with their juices. He positioned her up on her knees and knelt behind her so she was positioned away from him, sitting on his thighs. At his direction, she lifted so he could sink inside her again. She gasped at the different sensation. Then he moved her forward, showing her the movement he wanted. Garcia was only too happy to comply and was setting a punishing pace as she felt Buzz go back to work. The vibe was moving in and out of her inner lips, over her clit and then back again. She was crying out in pleasure, and Rossi was in control of her hips, driving in to her with significant force. She could feel her inner fire start to build and was sweating from the exertion.   She could feel the pleasure building as she fucked him hard and fast. He was crying out too, and she knew when he toppled over the edge because he held her hips still and roared in triumph. She felt her passage become more slippery as he slid out of her and rolled her back on to her back just as the first waved started.

“Nooo,” she cried at the loss of him, but the quivering had already started. As she rode the waves of release, she felt Buzz sliding in and out of her dripping passage, tormenting her clit and finding it’s way back inside her. She bucked and cried, and may well have screamed for all she knew. She saw Rossi’s face and knew he was saying something, but all she could hear was the roaring in her ears.

Then everything went black.

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Rossi watched as Garcia came apart at the seams, exploding into an orgasm like he had never seen before. She was glorious to watch, and her tight inner walls milked him like she was born for it. He had known she was relatively inexperienced, but when he realized he had given her the first coital orgasm of her life, he wanted to do it again. She had responded and he was sure this last time she had actually blacked out from the pleasure.

There was no fucking way he was giving her up. Hotch could take a number and wait his fucking turn if he wanted a chance at her, because he would not step aside. She made him feel years younger, and he was coming inside her harder and deeper than he had in years. In time, he would claim her ass, and then he would fuck her fore and aft until he died from a heart attack deep inside her.

She would come back to him, he was sure. Hotch may be younger and stronger, but Rossi had given her something she would never forget, and Aaron would never be able to get from her. He didn’t know if he really wanted to share her with another man, but he knew Hotch would put up a tremendous fight, especially once he had been inside her. Sharing her at the same time would be indescribable, and he felt the stirring of another erection as he thought of it. Fantasies of her pink lips sucking him off as Hotch impaled her from behind, or feeling Hotch’s cock pounding her ass as he drove into her tight cunt made him nearly cross-eyed with desire. Yes, he would need to talk to Hotch, and they would all need to come to some kind of arrangement. He was going to need her often now that he knew how delicious she was, and Hotch would no doubt feel the same way. Garcia was going to be walking bow legged soon, but she would no doubt love every second of it.

In the mean time, he was going to need to feed her; she would need her strength for what he had planned for later. After that, he would need to let her go home, so he could call Hotch. He saw her start to stir and smiled down at her wickedly.

“Welcome back, kitten.”

Coming Up Next: Hotch makes a claim
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