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Diggin' on You	By : SensationalK Category: 1 through F > Criminal Minds Views: 5482 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Double Tap!!!!
Since it is my birthday today, I’m going to be posting two chapters!!!
Today is a Good Day!!! ^.^
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“Baby what you doing up?”
I looked up at Derek as I stepped out of the bathroom. He was holding a tray filled with two bowls soup and big glass of apple juice and bottle of water. I smiled at him.
“I had to pee,” I told him meekly.
“I told you to call me, I would have carried you to the bathroom,” he admonish me. He set the tray down on his bedside table and moved over to me. He grasped my upper arm and wrapped an arm around my waist, and helped me back to his bed as I limped. My ankle was sprained and still swollen; it hurt like hell to walk. The whole week Derek had stayed at home, carrying me upstairs, downstairs, to the bathroom. He cooked, well tried to cook, he catered to me.
“My ankle is better, Derek, I can put pressure on it now,” I told him.
“I don’t care as long as still swollen and bruised, I’m carrying you around,” he tucked me into bed.
“You’re gonna throw your back out by next week, and then I’ll have to take care of you,” teased him.
“Please,” he rolled his neck, “I’m big strong sexy man that can like… bench press a car.”
I laughed at him.
“Plus you are lighter than you look,” he leaned over and kissed me.
Derek has been lovely all week, my sex drive has been had zero. He didn’t pressure me, but I saw it in the shower or in the bathtub. He would be hard as stone as we finish washing up. Usually I would enjoy relieving him of his discomfort, but I didn’t want too. I didn’t have the energy or the lust for it.
I also knew that he was constantly in contact with Hotch, they were still working my case, trying to find my attacker. They had already figured out that it was the same man that had killed those women we were talking about last week. I shivered knowing that I was the only lucky one that he didn’t choke to death.
“You cold?”
“No, just thinking,” I told Derek. He looked at me sadly before pulling me closer. And bringing the tray into my lap, we started to eat something to eat while watching TV.
Maya and Louis were in the room too. Since the attack, they haven’t be away from my side especially Maya, my darling lady followed me everywhere from the bathroom to downstairs. I honestly think that she felt guilty for not protecting me.
As the warm soup filled my stomach, my eyes got heavy.
“Want to sleep?” Derek asked quietly and I nodded, “Will you hold me?” I asked him.
Derek placed the tray with the empty bowls of soup on floor and moved to hold me. I turned so that I laid half on top of him as I fell asleep. When I woke up, it was lean thin arms that held me; I knew exactly who it was.
“Honey-Eyes,” I opened my eyes to find Reid had taken Derek’s position, in one hand was an E-Reader while his other arm was wrapped around me.
“Derek had to run out, getting an update on your prescription and wanted to stop by Hotch,” he told me.
“You didn’t have to stop by. I’m okay now,” I sat up and wiped gently at my eyes, the bruising still made them sore but the swelling was gone.
“Derek rather have someone armed by you,” Spencer smiled at me, “We all rather have someone armed by you until we find you’re UnSub.”
“You are sweet, Reid,” I looked at him. He had gotten a hair cut again, “You look like a model with that cut, I love it,” I ran a hand over the light brown locks. Spencer closed his eyes and sighed, enjoying it. I pulled my hand away and I could see the disappointment.
I winced suddenly as I could smell myself, was in desperate need of a shower.
“I need a shower. I smell funky,” I chuckled; Spencer got up and held out a hand for me.
“Spencer I can do this alone too,” I told him.
He shook his head, “78 percent of injury people are most likely to slip and fall in the bathtub if unsupervised. Derek would kill me if I let you get hurt again.” I took his hand and he helped me get off the bed and walk towards the connecting bathroom. I took the time to brush my teeth, and Reid went to start the shower.
“Can you help me get my top off? That’s all I need really help with,” I told him. Spencer nodded, I turned around so that my back was too him. He gripped my shirt, and pulled up slowly so that I could get one arm out at a time before taking it all off.
I wrapped an around my breast, and looked over my shoulder, “Thank you, Reid.”
He swallowed and nodded, “I’ll be right outside the door.”
I pulled down my pajama pants and stepped into the shower. I started to wash my body, my ankle throbbed like crap. I brought my leg up to relieve it, but due to me also washing my hair and using conditioner, the floor became slippery. I moved to put my washcloth away and proved to be fatal.
I started slipping; I tried to grip for something but only had a hand full of shower curtain.
“Spencer!” I shouted as started to fall, the bathroom door room blew open and Spencer came to me but it was too late. I fell on top of him and we both fell onto the bathroom door. Spencer oofed as I landed on top of him, he had taken the brunt of my fall.
“Ohhh Spencer I’m sorry. I should have waited for Derek to come home,” I told him.
Spencer opened his mouth to say something, “Yes you should have, Lovelyn,” I looked up to see a seething Derek standing in the doorway of the bathroom.
Derek tossed whatever he had in his hand to the floor and moved towards me. I reached up to him and grasped me gently. He pulled me into his body, grabbed a towel, “I got it Reid,” he grinded out. Spencer got up and moved out of the bathroom, out of the room.
“That was mean, he was only trying to help me,” I told Derek, I held onto him as he rubbed the towel around my body.
“He could have told you to wait until I came home, but he didn’t,” Derek snapped out.
“Derek, I’m injured not invalid,” I snapped back at him. Derek shook his head, “You don’t get it.”
Derek leaned down and kissed me, harder than usually.
BAM!
The flame that I didn’t have anymore suddenly exploded to ignition.
“Derek,” I moaned, pushing my body closer into his, I practically was rubbing myself against him.
“Shit, Lovelyn, you sure?” Derek kissed against my temple.
“Ohhh please, I’m burning up,” I moaned, I gripped his hardening bugle in his jeans and Derek groaned. He gripped my ass and pulled me up; I wrapped my legs around his waist. He took three steps and put me on the bed.
“Derek,” I moaned his name, I burning up for him. I needed him, to fill me up and send me to heaven.
Derek looked down at me, the over his shoulders in a glance and then dropped to his knees before the bed, “No, I want you,” I tossed my head back as my words were suddenly lost. Derek’s wet muscle touched my wet sex, and I moaned loudly. His tongue was everywhere, from swiveling around in me, to flicking over my clit. He devoured me like I was his last meal.
“Derek, I’m gonna come. Baby, I love you,” I cried out as Derek closed his mouth my clit and sucked hard. I shuddered through my orgasm, I couldn’t even scream as the intense pleasure filled me. My hand grabbed at my love’s bald head and held him there. He kept on sucking and flicking, tasting me.
“Derek, I need you,” I moaned, and gasped as he pulled away from me, getting up from his knees, he lowered his jeans and his wonderful cock was leaking precome. I spread my legs wide, and Derek crawled over me, fully clothed, only his cock standing out from him. He kissed me and entered me at the same time. I shouted in pleasure as I pulled my head back away.
“You’re mine,” he growled at me.
“Yes,” I purred back, my thoughts were fleeting and I was only feeling his cock pound me.
“All mine, nobody else’s,” he growled again, capturing my lips again and I could only nod. “Say it.”
“Yours, Derek. All yours!” I came, hard. I gripped Derek’s cock tightly, that I could feel every vein inside of me.
“Lovelyn! Fuck!” I felt Derek swell and then I could feel his come start to fill me, his hips jerked rapidly and I held him as he shivered and panted.
“I need another shower,” I murmured after a moment of complete silence, I laughed as Derek got up from me and scooped me up into his arms,” We need a bath. You’re going to ride me to heaven and back, baby girl,” he kissed me and moved to the bathroom.
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It was Monday and I looked at myself in the mirror, I had decided on Saturday that I was going back to work, and then all day Sunday Derek pleaded for me to rest and stay home for another week. Right now, I wished hadn’t called in by Strauss that I was coming back. After brushing my teeth, doing my hair in a half ponytail, I just stared at myself.
“All the make-up in the world can’t cover this ugly face up,” I touched the bruised skin.
“Like I said before, you don’t need make up, you look beautiful without it,” Derek had just stepped out of the shower and was toweling his body off when had spoke to myself.
Anger hit me; I spun around and pointed at my face, “How in the fuck can you call this beautiful! Even when this shit all heals, I’ll have scars on my cheeks and my lower lip will never close back together,” I screamed at him. Derek taken back for a moment shook the shock off before me pulling into chest.
“Lovelyn, your face could be burned away and I still think that you’re beautiful. I love you, I’m biased about you, I think your sexiest woman, and God, the most gorgeous. You could stand next the 10 most beautiful women alive and I will think that you’ll be my number one,” Derek caressed my face and I felt my lip quiver.
He didn’t deserve me. I yelled at him and here he was talking to me like was a scared kitty cat that he wanted to coax from under the couch.
“I don’t deserve you,” I rested my forehead on his chest and wrapped my arms around his waist.
“Yes you do, you deserve every good thing in your life ten times over. If I could I would clone myself because just one of me isn’t enough for loving you,” Derek kissed my forehead. I was lucky that I didn’t put my make-up on because I cried silently as Derek held me.
“I’m sorry that I was so mean, that I yelled at you,” I spoke after I collected myself and wiped my eyes.
“It was coming, Baby. I didn’t know when, but I could have guessed it would when you confronted yourself in the mirror. I know how put lots of work in how you look.”
“Stupid profiler,” I growled at him and Derek smirked at me. He kissed my shoulders before he walked out of the bathroom. I followed him; I slipped on a pair of panties and put on my bra. I dressed in slacks and slipped into a pair of black boots, my right boot was tighter than my left because of my swollen ankle. I went to put on my turtle neck sweater and winced in pain as my arms refused to pull it over my head and shoulders. I picked a turtle sweater to hide my bruises that were all over my shoulders and neck.
“Come here, let me help you,” Derek took my sweater out of my hand and helped me put it on while he stood behind me. I winced and groaned, but with him helping me it was a lot better. I grabbed his arms before he took step away, I grasped his hand and kissed his strong hands that I knew that would protect me any way they could by using a gun or bare hands.
“I love you.”
“I love you too,” Derek kissed the back of my head and I let him go for him to finish dressing. I made breakfast and Derek put the dishes into the dishwasher and we walked to his black SUV.
He drove us to work and helped me get of the car.
“You sure you don’t want to stay another week at home?” Derek asked he grabbed my purse and bag from the backseat and his book bag with his things.
“I’m sure, Derek,” I answered him with a smile. He was such a worrywart.
I hook arms with Derek; I was still slow and limping as we walked towards the elevators. He held me close to his body as we stepped in and went to the back. I could see the looks of shock and the stares I was getting. It now made me really regret going back to work before my bruises faded.
“You look gorgeous,” Derek whispered into my ear and kissed my temple. I looked up at him and smiled, all uncertainty faded away.
As our floor came, we walked towards the bullpen and I could see through the door that it was empty. I walked to my office with Derek right behind me and unlocked my door only to find it unlocked. I walked in and turned on the lights.
“Welcome Back!” came a shout. They all stood there surrounding my desk and Penny who was holding a big poster with ‘Welcome Back, Lovelyn!’ and it was surrounded my hearts and bows that everyone had signed.
“Guys,” I smiled at them brightly.
My office was filled with flowers, ‘Get Well soon’ balloons and stuffed animals.
“Some of this stuff came in while you still in the hospital and at home. We thought that it would better to put in all in your office,” JJ smiled as she stepped forwards and hugged me. They all hugged me, Penny was last and handed me the poster.
It was signed by everyone including Derek.
The first half of the day was spent eating my ‘Welcome Back’ cake and playing around. At lunch, Derek took me out across the street for Italian. As we walked back in to the building, I stopped him before walked towards the elevators, “I need to get my mail at the mail room, I’ll be right back I’ll meet you upstairs.”
I took the elevator after I got my mail, when the metal doors opened I was greeted with the sight of Debbie and her best friend Tammy Jones. I stopped myself from groaning and stepped in, hitting my floor a couple of times hoping that the doors will close faster and zoom upwards.
For a second it was silence before the bitch had opened her mouth.
“You know that Derek doesn’t fit too you, Lovelyn. He deserves someone beautiful, not some fat cow.”
I looked over my shoulder and shook my head, “Stop hating, Debbie. Derek dumped your scrawny ass because he wanted a woman, not a stick.”
Debbie pursed her lips together, “Fuck you, Lovelyn. Derek is only together with you because he pities you, give the fat fuck a bit of happiness. I could damn sure see you pay some damn man to hit you so you could keep Derek, because we all know that the man has a soft heart for injured women.”
I turned around this stop, and even Tammy looked at her friend in shock that she would say something so disgusting.
“Debbie, that’s awful.”
“What? It’s true,” Debbie flicked her blond hair, “I wouldn’t mind showing him what he has been missing. That thick long dick of his felt so good in my pussy when I was riding him in the backseat of his truck last week.”
Last week! I knew that she was just trying to gloat me, and it fucking worked. But instead of getting angry at Derek, I got pissed at Debbie, all my pain, my anger from my attack came up in one single rush and was directed at Debbie. Adrenaline in my body made the pain suddenly go away from my sore body, and I attacked Debbie with a punch to her pretty mouth.
Her head snapped back and hit the mirror, cracking it.
“You fucking bitch!”
Debbie came at me, I dropped my mail, and Debbie and I were going at it. The bitch couldn’t throw a punch to save her life, but she scratched, pulled and tugged.
“Girls, stop it, stop it please!” Tammy pleaded, she back herself in the corner so she wasn’t in the way.
The door chimed and opened, I grabbed that bitch and nearly threw her out the door. She came at me and it was all out bitch fight. I kicked, punched, pulled and scratched at her while she did the same. I didn’t even know what floor we were on until Hotch was pulling Debbie away from me and Derek’s strong arms was holding my waist.
“I’ll fucking cut you, Bitch!” I yelled at her.
“I’ll kill you first,” Debbie hacked up some spit and shot towards me.
“Let me go, Derek. I’m gonna hurt her!”
“Baby calm down, calm down, love,” he turned me around in his arms. I tried to look back at Debbie my anger still wanting to hurt her, but Derek grasped my chin, “Look at me, and only me,” he commanded and I looked into his eyes.
“Fuck you, Hotchner!”
I tried to look back, “I said look at me,” he grabbed my chin again and I looked into his eyes. Smoldering dark brown eyes looked into my light brown ones, “She was being awful but she’s always has been disgusting towards me but then she said that slept with you last week and I just got so angry,” I clenched my hands together.
“I never touched her, baby, and even when I went out on a date with her, I never touched her,” he told me, he leaned down to kiss me.
“I know,” I whispered, “But I just got so angry picturing her and you together, I just flipped out.”
“Tell them Tammy, that she hit me first,” Debbie spoke to her best friend, obviously she was pleading her case that she was the innocent one out of all this.
Tammy stood there and looked between Derek and I then at Debbie, she bit her lip and worried at it.
“Yeah she did,” Tammy spoke nodding but then she straighten her back, “But fact is if you were calling me a fat bitch, a ugly cow, telling me that I wanted to get beaten and then lie about sleeping with my boyfriend I would have dropped kicked your ass too.”
Debbie looked at her ‘best friend’ and turned red with anger before she could yell something Strauss came flying out of the elevator.
“Hillard, Florence, Jones with me now!” she walked away and moved to a empty meeting room.
“It’ll be alright,” Derek murmured and pushed me over.
Debbie and Tammy followed me in and we sat down on opposite sides with Tammy sitting near me. Strauss was beyond pissed, hearing about a cat fight in the building. She raved about not being in high school and that we needed to act professional. She didn’t let Debbie or me defend ourselves but asked Tammy what had happened. After Tammy explained, what happened and what had been said, Strauss looked hard as strong and her lips pursed together.
“Florence, I’m taking one week from you’re your vacation pay. Hillard, due to the fact I’ve been ignoring the complaints I’ve been getting about you, the sexually harassment complaint from Hockes and now this, I’m letting you go. Immediately return your desk and clear it out by the end of this hour,” Strauss got up from her seat.
“You can’t do that. I know what you do after hours, Erin,” Debbie spat out viciously.
Strauss looked surprised, “Are you trying to blackmail me?”
Debbie looked taken back, I winced, nobody blackmails Erin Strauss. She turned towards Tammy and I, “I’m sleeping with David Rossi, and occasionally in my office too,” and with that she walked out of the door.
“Oh Shit!” Tammy cried out, before giggling loudly as she walked after Strauss.
I walked out of the meeting room laughing myself; Strauss smiled as stood before the elevators and then walked in as the door opened.
I pulled open the glasses doors of the bullpen still laughing.
“Either that is a genuine laugh or it’s so bad that she flipped her wig,” Emily murmured.
“I just got a slap on the wrist compared to Debbie, but Debbie tried to blackmail Strauss to get her job back,” I looked as Dave and smirked.
Rossi eyed me, “She told you told guys didn’t she?”
“Yup, ‘I’m sleeping with David Rossi and occasionally in my office too’ is exactly what she said,” I grinned at Rossi who put a hand to his head and shook it.
“Oh God Erin, why?”
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