Rossi smirked as he hanged up the phone. He knew that these sorts of games should be beneath a man of his... experience, but Jennifer Jareau was an enigma he was determined to solve, now matter what he had to do to make that happen. After their last encounter on his kitchen counter, which he was still unable to look at without hardening, she had gone back to normal as she had after their first liaison. He, on the other hand, couldn't glance at her without undressing her with his eyes. He wasn't sure how he'd managed to hide his attraction from the rest of the team, but he was certain he had or Morgan and Prentiss would have upped the teasing and Hotch would have given him a grand lecture about getting involved with a teammate, technicalities or not.
He paced the hotel room, lost in thought. It had been three months since she showed up at his house; three months since she and Will had broken up. He had overheard Garcia and Prentiss gossiping with JJ last week and knew she had a date. The fact that it didn't go well was not as important to him as the fact that she was ready to be out and dating again. It was time to get his plan moving. The conference in Austin provided the perfect opportunity to kick it off. The entire team was there for three days. No case, however, meant that Rossi was free to upgrade his standard hotel room to a suite complete with a Jacuzzi tub and balcony that looked out over the city away from the rest of the team.
There was an expensive bottle of wine chilling on the balcony along with several types of fruit. He hoped to only use those as an opening to get her inside, but Rossi acknowledged that if his plan failed, he'd be able to use the wine to sooth his ego. He did not intend on his plan failing, however.
"Showtime," Rossi muttered to himself as there was a knock on the door. He put on his most innocent expression as he opened to the door to find JJ standing there in black slacks and a white blouse, carrying a folder in her hand. Her face was annoyed, but there was a hint of roguishness in her eyes.
"Here's the itinerary that you claim to have lost." JJ thrust the folder into his hands.
Rossi took a step back. "I didn't lose it. I left it at the office. Would you like to come in?"
She sighed and folded her arms. "I should really get back to my own room."
"Come on, JJ. Let me show you the view from up here. Austin is beautiful at night."
JJ nodded her head and stepped inside. "Just for a few minutes."
JJ allowed herself to be led to the balcony. She glanced at the wine and glasses on the side table as she passed through the door, but said nothing. Instead, she strolled to the balcony wall and took in the sights, a gentle breeze flowing through the air.
"It's beautiful from up here," she commented, smiling to herself when she felt him move behind her. She was well aware of his plot. "I can see why you upgraded."
"That's not the only reason I upgraded," he whispered, his lips tickling her ear. He placed his arms on either side of her, trapping her between his body and the wall. "The other reason was to have a little privacy away from the rest of the team."
JJ permitted her smile to grow wide for a moment before schooling her face into bored indifference. She turned so that she was facing him. "Privacy from what? It's not like we don't all have our own rooms."
Rossi moved closer to her so that their bodies were just a hair apart. "True. However, I'm not sure how private those rooms will be once I have you screaming my name."
"And what makes you think I'll be screaming your name?"
"Experience."
JJ folded her arms as she looked up at him. "I thought I made it clear that I needed to spend my time getting my life together, not screwing around with you."
"You did. But I happen to know that you have gotten your life together; that you've even been out on a date." He raised an eyebrow, waiting for your response.
"David Rossi, have you been gossiping about me?" She raised an answering eyebrow.
Rossi licked his lip. "Of course not. Your girlfriends are not as quiet as you would like to think they are. I overheard you, Prentiss, and Garcia talking last week."
JJ cocked her head. "So, you thought what? That because I went out on one date, I was ready to jump in the sack with you?"
"Oh, sweetheart, I'm pretty sure you're always ready to jump in the sack with me." His voice was smooth, but his heart was beating so fast he was afraid it would burst, terrified that she would turn him down.
JJ's eyes turned hard with lust, finally allowing herself to give in fully to his game. She unfolded her arms, running her hands over his stomach, up his chest and neck, and into his hair. She gripped him tight to turn his head to the side, give him a long lick up his neck, savoring the salty taste. "Bring it."
Rossi leaned down to kiss her, unsurprised when she turned so that he was unable. Undeterred, he simply turned his attention to her neck, nipping her. "Take off your clothes."
JJ pushed away from him and moved towards the door. She stopped in front of it and pivoted back towards him. She toed off her shoes, kicking them to the side. Next, she unbuttoned her slacks and slid them down her legs, revealing lace panties with a single red bow in the center. Rossi bit his bottom lip, drinking her in, knowing she had to have put those on in the hopes of seeing him as they clearly weren't comfortable. JJ moved to her blouse, pausing after the second button.
"What's wrong?" Rossi grunted, already straining against his jeans.
"Well, seeing as I'm not the only one participating in this, I don't think I'm the only who should be stripping right now."
Rossi nodded. "You make a fair point." He quickly removed his shoes, socks, jeans, and shirt, standing before her in a pair of blue cotton boxers. JJ roamed her eyes over him, feeling wetness gather between her legs. She continued to remove her blouse. Rossi had her in his arms before it hit the ground. He placed wet kisses across her chest as his hands moved up her back to release her bra.
"Here? Really?" JJ breathed out, realizing he had no intention of stepping back inside.
"Adds to the excitement, doesn't it?"
JJ gasped as he latched onto her left nipple, sucking her hard enough that she knew she would bare his mark for several days. Suddenly, he pulled away from her. He picked her up into his arms and laid her out on the chaise lounge chair. Rossi stretched out beside her, resuming his exploration of her breasts while allowing his hand to brush circled patterns down her body.
"Jesus, Dave!" she exclaimed when he slipped his fingers beneath her panties.
He raised his head long enough to murmur, "You like that, huh, sweetheart?"
"Don't call me sweetheart," she ordered. She pushed herself into his hand as he slipped two fingers into her.
"And why's that... sweetheart?" Rossi asked, turning his attention from her breasts to her check as he continued to pump in and out of her, while caressing her folds.
JJ grasped his shoulders, squirming to get closer to him. "Don't make this into something it's not."
Rossi paused his thrusts, but continued his strokes. "And what is this?"
"A one time release between friends." She was having a hard time concentrating
He smirked at her wording. "But this is already our third time."
"Dammit, Dave! Can you just.." her voice trailed off as she snaked her hand between the two of them to fondle him. Rossi plunged into her once again to distract her. "Oh!"
"I'm not asking you for a relationship," Rossi told her, silently adding yet, "but I think we've proven that we're pretty good at this." He increased pressure. "And I think we've proven that we can keep things professional."
JJ breathed in sharply. "Wouldn't you rather just fuck me than talk, Dave?"
Rossi felt his penis twitch at her suggestion. "Sweetheart, there are a great many things I'd like to do to you other than talk, but first, I want you to agree to continue this... beneficial arrangement."
"Seriously?" She groan as he hit just the right spot. "You want to do this now?"
"If I don't get you to agree to this now, it'll be another three months before I get a chance to talk to you again." He paused briefly. "Don't think I haven't noticed that you've been avoiding me. We are amazing together. Do you really want to turn down sex this good?"
JJ moaned, debating the pros and cons of entering into agreement. He wasn't wrong. Their times together were the best sex of her life, but she wasn't sure she could keep it as just sex, wasn't sure he could, but it had to. They were friends, colleagues, and she wasn't ready to give her heart to anyone. She didn't know if she ever would be. However, the idea of never feeling this alive weighed heavily on her.
Rossi watched her close her eyes as she debated internally. He kept up his pleasure assault on her, keeping her just on the edge, but never letting her go over it. Sweat was beginning to pour out of her as he kept her suspended.
"Okay," she growled, finally giving in. "We can keep doing this as long as it stays just sex."
"Deal!" Rossi agreed, eagerly. He stole a hot kiss from her mouth before she had time to protest. He grabbed her hip. "Turn over."
She complied immediately, seeking any release that her body so desperately needed. She was trembling all over. Rossi pulled her panties completely off before removing his boxers. He coaxed her onto her knees, putting her hands on the top of the chaise lounge. Rossi wrapped one arm around her waist using his other hand to guide himself into her from behind. He went slow, feeling her tense up, stilling when he was completely inside.
JJ focused on keeping her breathing steady as Rossi filled her completely. Every molecule in her body felt alive. She knew between his teasing and being on her knees, she wasn't going to last long. JJ rolled her hips against him
"Go!" she ordered.
Rossi propelled into her, moving in and out as fast as he could. He could feel her walls already beginning to quiver, sending tiny sparks to his eyes. He increased his pace as JJ let out incoherent words, her hands grasping tightly to the chair. She rocked against him, increasing both their pleasure. Far too quickly, her orgasm took her under and she screamed out until she was hoarse, taking Rossi with her. They both collapsed onto the chair, panting.
"I don't know about you, Jayje," Rossi told her when he had finally caught his breath, "but that may have been the best orgasm I've ever had." He kissed the back of her neck repeatedly as he slide out of her.
"Wasn't bad," she teased while agreeing with him in her head. She waited a few minutes before standing and gathering her clothes. Her legs felt unsteady, but she was determined to press on.
Rossi turned over to watch her. "You could stay longer, you know."
JJ ran her hands through her hair. "I could, if I wasn't suppose to meet Emily and Penelope in a bit. Now, I'll need to shower." She rolled her eyes at his pout. "Don't worry. We still have another night here."
"And I intend to make good use of it. That and many, many nights to come," Rossi sneered. JJ nodded affirmatively before leaving. Rossi flung himself against the chair as he heard the hotel door close. It wasn't everything, but it was a start.
Somehow, he'd make JJ see that he was a man worthy of her love.
