The Long Goodbye

Last chapter. Hope you enjoyed the story. Please be sure to leave a review and let me know what you thought.

Disclaimer; I do not own Criminal Minds or it's characters.

Emily groaned and lowered her head as he gently rubbed his hands across her back. She could feel his cock pressing urgently against her ass.

"Don't look down Emily." He hissed. "Look up. Look at me. That's it." He smiled as she raised her head and met his eyes in the mirror. Gripping her hip with his right hand, he slowly pushed himself into her wet heat.

"Look how beautiful you look." He moaned sliding his large hands down her back. When he reached her shoulders, he gripped them tightly, pressing himself further inside her.

"Oh Aaron." She moaned, her head lowering as he gently massaged her shoulders while pressing his cock deeply into her center. "I don't know what feels better." She murmured softly. "That or your cock in me."

Chuckling low in his throat, he slid his hands down her sides and gripped her hips. "You feel so good wrapped around me." He whispered as he slowly began to thrust himself in and out of her wet heat.

Emily raised her head and stared into the mirror in front of her. "God your beautiful" She moaned as she watched him fucking her, thrilled by the looks of pleasure that crossed over his face.

Smiling shyly, he squeezed her hips. "You're the one who's beautiful."

Sweat dripped down Aaron's back as he thrust himself in and out of the amazing women before him. His balls slapped against her ass as she squeezed and contracted around his cock. The feeling was pure perfection.

Emily grunted softly with each thrust of his hips. She was close and each thrust pushed her closer and closer to the edge. Her eyes squeezed shut and her arms shook as a powerful orgasm exploded inside of her, sending waves and waves of pleasure coursing through her body.

Aaron groaned in shock and pleasure as Emily's interior muscles clamped down painfully hard on his cock, so hard he was pushed forcefully from her center.

"Oh fuck." He growled as he came suddenly, his body jerking as his cock pumped jets of hot come all over her back. Groaning, he grabbed his still pumping cock and used his hand to gently milk the last of his juices.

Aaron stayed frozen above her, his breath coming in ragged gasps. "I came all over your back."

"I don't care. That was incredible." Emily panted as she collapsed and rolled over onto her side. Still breathing heavily, he flopped down next to her on the bed.

"I really like your hair short like this." He muttered, reaching out to run his fingers through her hair. "It's so sexy."

Leaning forward she kissed him lightly on the lips.

Aaron groaned and sat up. Grabbing one of her cigarettes and one of his, he lit them both. With the ashtray in his hand, he collapsed back on the bed next to her.

"Thanks." She said, taking the lit cigarette from him. Feeling around on the bed, she located his hand with hers and gently laced her fingers through his. They lay together, holding hands and smoking.

They stayed that way for a long time, just holding hands, occasionally reaching out to touch a cheek or stroke an arm. They didn't talk much, there were too many painful topics and words weren't really necessary.

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Aaron leaned down and lightly kissed her cheeks, her eyelids, and the tip of her nose. He was lying between her legs, his cock comfortably sheathed inside of her. He had propped himself on his forearms and had been in that position for almost half an hour. His arms were aching, but he didn't care, it just felt so good to be buried deep inside of her. Every now and again he would slowly drag his cock out of her and thrust back in, but this wasn't about sex anymore, it wasn't about coming, it was just about feeling as close as they possibly could. Turning his head, he looked towards the window, blinking his eyes at the bright morning sunlight.

"I have to go soon." He whispered, kissing her lightly on the lips.

Her finger tips lightly traced tiny circles on his lower back. She nodded her head, not trusting herself to speak.

Lowering his head, he began to thrust in and out of her, his strokes slow and steady. He closed his eyes and felt her slide her hands down his arms. Opening his eyes, he stared deeply into hers as she laced her fingers with his. Grasping hands, they locked eyes as they moved together. Their passion and pleasure grew with each slow, deep thrust.

He could tell by the sound of her breathing that she was close, leaning down he captured her lips in a passionate kiss, his tongue twisting and tangling around hers. They moaned into each other mouths as they exploded together.

"Do you want to take a shower before you go?"

"No." He said, sitting up and grabbing his jeans. "I want to be able to smell you on my skin for a while longer."

She pulled on her t-shirt and shorts and lay across the bed while he finished dressing. "What's that?" She asked when he pulled a small envelope out of his backpack and tossed it on the bed.

"It's for the cell phone." He said, pulling on the hooded sweatshirt.

She picked up the envelope. "820 Maple Avenue, Carson City, Nevada. Where is that?"

"No clue." He said, taking the envelope and sticking it in his pocket. "I made it up. There's a mailbox two blocks away from here. When I'm done calling a cab, I'm going to stick the cell phone in this envelope and mail it away. Hopefully it floats around for a while before it ends up in the dead letter department of some post office."

"What if this turns out to be an actual address?"

"Well then some random person gets a disposable cell phone with," he pulled the phone from his pocket and gazed at the screen, "53 minutes left on it." Slinging the backpack onto his shoulder, he frowned down at her. "I've got to go."

Rolling off the bed, she grabbed his hand. "I'll walk you to the elevator.

They walked hand in hand. Pressing the down button, he gathered her into his arm and hugged her tightly.

"Give Sergio a kiss for me."

"I can do that." He smiled, leaning over to kiss her, his lips saying everything he couldn't. He pulled away when the elevator doors opened. Stepping into the compartment, he reached out and stopped the door from closing. He looked at her, his eyes fierce. "I WILL catch him Emily. I'm not losing another woman I love to a madman." He stepped back and let the door close, blocking him from her view.

Emily made her way back to her room, tears streaming down her face. Walking to the window, she pushed open the curtains. She watched as he stepped out into the sunlight. Pausing he placed the ball cap on his head and put on his sunglasses. Glancing to the left and then to the right, he took off walking down the street. She watched him until he disappeared from view.

Turning around she stared at the rumpled bed and his words finally sank in "…..another woman I love."

The End.