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I Blame You	By : tbird1965 Category: 1 through F > Criminal Minds Views: 5009 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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No plot, just smut. Emily catchs Hotch in the act of Masturbation. Review please.
Agent Emily Prentiss shifted uneasily in her seat. She glanced quickly around the near empty bullpen. Derek was hunched over his desk, head to head with JJ, both focused intensely on the files they were working on. Leaning over she could just make out the shape of Penelope Gracia working away in her office. All of her co workers were diligently working, so why did she have this eerie feeling that she was being watched?
Looking back down she tried to focus on her work, but it was still there, that creepy, crawly feeling of being stared at. Glancing up quickly she saw Hotch standing in the window of his office staring down at her. Smiling shyly at him, she waved. He did not return the wave, he just stared.
Emily continued looking up at him, curious now. She noted that his right hand was propped on the window as if holding himself up and his left hand was out of sight, by his waist. With shock widened eyes, Emily saw that Hotch's left arm was moving back and forth rhythmically.
Grinning, Emily quickly grabbed her cell phone. Staring up at him, she held it to her ear and listened as the number she had dialed begin to ring.
She watched as Hotch looked down, pushing himself up off the window with his right hand, he slowly produced his cell phone. His left arm had slowed, but was still moving back and forth. She heard the click as he keyed his phone to speaker, she watched as he set it on the window ledge.
"What do you want, Prentiss?" He grunted.
She watched as he returned his right hand to the window.
"I was just wondering what you were doing, Sir." she asked nervously.
"What does it look like I'm doing? He asked, his voice a little breathless.
"Well…" she started out slowly, "It looks like you're spanking the monkey, waxing the wood, polishing the knob, jacking off…" she trailed off, seeming too stunned to continue speaking.
Emily listened and heard Hotch moan softly. When he finally spoke, his voice was halting. "If you know what I'm doing, then why are you calling me, asking silly questions?"
Emily stared up at Hotch. He was staring directly at her, his dark eyes unreadable from this distance. Now that she KNEW what he was doing, her panties became damp and her pussy ached with excitement. Glancing up she tried to picture him stroking his beautiful hard cock. Licking her lips, she moaned unconsciously.
"Cat got your tongue, Prentiss?" Hotch asked, moaning a little.
"Uhmmm. No, Sir." She said, her voice shaking. "I was just wondering if you needed a hand?"
"You want to lend me a hand?" he grunted. "You probably should since this is your fault anyway."
She stared up at him, watching his left arm move, imagining his hand on his cock, stroking the beautiful length.
"My fault?" She asked. "How is it my fault?"
"Oh God, Emily." he moaned. She watched as his head bowed slightly, his arm speeding up and then slowing down.
"Mmmmmm. God." he grasped. "You walking around here in those tight ass pussy hugging pants. Every time I see you I just want to grab you from behind, shove you over a desk and ram my cock into your hot tight pussy." He moaned again and Emily watched as his arm slowed again. "And then there are your tits. Oh God. Your tits." he moaned again. Emily thought he sounded close to coming. "I can practically see through those tiny shirts you wear. Do you have any idea how badly I want to lick your nipples. Sometimes it's all I can think about. For God's sake Prentiss, I'm a man, not a machine." He fell silent and she could hear him panting.
Holding the phone close to her ear, she listened to him pant and watched him stroke himself.
"Touch yourself" he said softly.
"What?" she asked into to the phone.
"I'm going to come." he moaned. "Spread your legs and rub yourself through your pants. Are you wet, Emily?" he panted. "Tell me if your wet."
"Yes." she hissed. Glancing at Morgan and JJ, she spread her legs and slipped her hand between them. She begin to rub herself gently. Instead of offering any relief, it just turned her on more.
Staring up she saw Hotch really begin to pump his cock. Listening on the phone she could hear him moaning. "Oh God, Emily. I'm coming. Mmmmmm." he groaned. Watching she could tell that he had closed his eyes and his body was tense. After a few moments, his hand reached down and he clicked off his cell phone. She watched as he stepped away from the window.
Staring down at her desk, Emily was trying hard not to pant. The sound of Hotch coming had ignited a fire in her pussy. She ached, burned and needed relief desperately.
Hotch had dropped into his chair panting. He smiled when his cell phone beeped he had a text message.
"You are in sooo much trouble. That was mean. Hot, but mean."
Hotch quickly texted back to her. "Are you turned on."
His phone beeped; "What do you think? I'm about to burst into flames. What time are you heading home?"
He typed quickly, "Now?"
His phone beeped. "Good idea. See you there. I'll be naked and waiting."
He stood up and went back to the window, looking down, he watched as his girlfriend quickly grabbed her purse and hurried out the door.
The End.
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