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Distraction
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Category:
1 through F › Criminal Minds
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
3
Views:
4,264
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Just for fun, no money made. Not affiliated with Criminal Minds or CBS or any fandom of any kind.
Emily's
Emily was lying in her bed about to go to sleep when her mind when to the phone call she got from Hotch a few months back.
She didn’t know why but that got her thinking about the way he sounded when “his butt” accidentally called her.
She could have sworn he said her name in a tone of voice that was a cross between a moan and a sigh of relief.
Now about to go to bed her mind started wondering more on the topic of Hotch.
Lately she has been a little distracted by him. At first she thought it was because of the stabbing Foyet did to him and then when his ex-wife was killed. And he needed help she wanted to be there for him. But as time has passed more, her distraction of him seems to be more of a physical nature.
Since growing up in a political themed household she has been around a lot of men in suits and that has become a huge turn-on for her. The other day while working on a case Hotch sat with his shirt sleeves rolled up, hell he even had his tie loosen around his neck with a few buttons undone.
She must have stared at his forearms a bit long because before long Derek called her name a few times before getting her attention.
She couldn’t help but imagine how those forearms might look wrapped around her naked torso or how his hands would feel on her skin. Probably they would be warm and calloused a bit like a man’s hands should be.
She started imagining what those hands could do; caress her neck and cheek while pulling her into a heated passionate kiss.
Those hands could be massaging her breast and rolling her nipples between his fingers. Running his hands down her sides feeling her curves making her feel completely feminine and beautiful.
While she only had her own hands to simulate this she started to get aroused but she wasn’t finished yet.
The best thing his hands & forearms could be doing was running up and down her folds into her vagina. That she could see the veins and muscles pumping in his forearm as he pushed and pulled his fingers in and out of her.
She could even imagine his other hand running up and down one of her legs then back up to her breasts to bring her nipples to very hard peaks.
She was building herself up into an incredible orgasm as she voiced her want for Hotch as she came hard.
And the response she heard was a knocking at the door of her hotel room and a voice alerting her that they were waiting for her.
“Ok be out in 10, meet you in the lobby.”
She was freaking out she hoped her voice didn’t sound too off.
FUCK
She better hurry up and get dressed. She was in such a rush to get to the lobby that she practically ran down Hotch who was just about to finally leave for the lobby.
And when he put his hands on her to steady her, she jumped back like he was on fire.
He noticed the flush in her cheeks and her lack of eye contact.
“Hotch …”
“Glad you know my name but I liked how you said it earlier” giving her a smirk.
This just made her turn redder.
God I hope he doesn’t know.
“Well at least I know if you ever need anything you’re more than willing to call out for me.”
Shit he knew!
She didn’t know why but that got her thinking about the way he sounded when “his butt” accidentally called her.
She could have sworn he said her name in a tone of voice that was a cross between a moan and a sigh of relief.
Now about to go to bed her mind started wondering more on the topic of Hotch.
Lately she has been a little distracted by him. At first she thought it was because of the stabbing Foyet did to him and then when his ex-wife was killed. And he needed help she wanted to be there for him. But as time has passed more, her distraction of him seems to be more of a physical nature.
Since growing up in a political themed household she has been around a lot of men in suits and that has become a huge turn-on for her. The other day while working on a case Hotch sat with his shirt sleeves rolled up, hell he even had his tie loosen around his neck with a few buttons undone.
She must have stared at his forearms a bit long because before long Derek called her name a few times before getting her attention.
She couldn’t help but imagine how those forearms might look wrapped around her naked torso or how his hands would feel on her skin. Probably they would be warm and calloused a bit like a man’s hands should be.
She started imagining what those hands could do; caress her neck and cheek while pulling her into a heated passionate kiss.
Those hands could be massaging her breast and rolling her nipples between his fingers. Running his hands down her sides feeling her curves making her feel completely feminine and beautiful.
While she only had her own hands to simulate this she started to get aroused but she wasn’t finished yet.
The best thing his hands & forearms could be doing was running up and down her folds into her vagina. That she could see the veins and muscles pumping in his forearm as he pushed and pulled his fingers in and out of her.
She could even imagine his other hand running up and down one of her legs then back up to her breasts to bring her nipples to very hard peaks.
She was building herself up into an incredible orgasm as she voiced her want for Hotch as she came hard.
And the response she heard was a knocking at the door of her hotel room and a voice alerting her that they were waiting for her.
“Ok be out in 10, meet you in the lobby.”
She was freaking out she hoped her voice didn’t sound too off.
FUCK
She better hurry up and get dressed. She was in such a rush to get to the lobby that she practically ran down Hotch who was just about to finally leave for the lobby.
And when he put his hands on her to steady her, she jumped back like he was on fire.
He noticed the flush in her cheeks and her lack of eye contact.
“Hotch …”
“Glad you know my name but I liked how you said it earlier” giving her a smirk.
This just made her turn redder.
God I hope he doesn’t know.
“Well at least I know if you ever need anything you’re more than willing to call out for me.”
Shit he knew!