Are You An Overdue Book Cause You Have Fine Written All Over You

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Y/N couldn't help but to giggle, not surprised that Reid's hand wandered across the armrest his large hand reaching down and sliding along her thigh. She could spot a distinct smirk on his lips as his hand slid underneath the fabric of her dress his eyes not moving from the road as he steered with his free hand.

She bit her bottom lip trying to stifle any moans from leaving her as his hand trailed up close to the one place that was aching for his touch. Every single time he got so unbearably close to touching her over her panties his hand slid back down again caressing the warm soft flesh of her thigh.

She was tremendously thankful she'd recently made a trip to her favorite salon and had gotten her usual waxing treatment. She shaved of course when she thought she couldn't afford another spa treatment. She preferred the waxing though. Getting a little pampering and a waxing and skincare routine had helped her feel a little more comfortable in her own skin. It made her feel pretty. It was a luxury she allowed herself. She was so careful with her money after all, so mindful of her spending. The spa treatments were treat she indulged in.

She raised an eyebrow as Reid spoke his voice low as he continued to stroke her thigh. "I've been trying so hard to make this first date perfect. I've tried to be as charming as I possibly can...I've realized I've made some errors though."

Y/N felt her stomach turn, was this about what had happened back at the restaurant? The visit with JJ; did Reid sense her jealousy? Did he sense the awkward uncomfortable energy that had been radiating off of Y/N as she sat by and watched JJ and Reid visit the bond the two shared so clear to Y/N. Did he realize that he may have not introduced Y/N soon enough to his former coworker to soothe any hurt feelings or suspicions on her end?

Was she about to have to explain that she was a neurotic jealous mess, who had been cheated on far too often and watched her mother have too many affairs, to not feel like a possessive insecure freak?

The worries left her brain as soon before she had a chance to dwell on them for too terribly long, Reid speaking again explaining his statement. "I failed to compliment you when I picked you up for our date. You look amazing. This dress you're wearing...I haven't been able to stop staring at you all night."

Y/N felt herself preen at his praise. A slight smirk crossed her lips tempted to point out that she'd noticed his eyes staring a bit too hard at her cleavage all thorough out dinner. He thought he was so slick, turning his eyes away staring down at his wine glass when she caught him admiring the fact that this sweetheart neckline of this dress gave a pretty nice view of just a hint of her breasts.

She was tempted to tell him that this little red dress was revenge for those panties of hers that were still resting in his desk back on campus. She'd warned him revenge was a bitch.

She held back any taunts knowing something she could say that would be even better. She moved her hands down her body purposely pulling the hem of her dress just a little higher giving Reid more room to touch and feel.

She spoke her voice a sensual purr, so unlike the tone she'd ever allowed herself to take with any past lover. "I wore it just for you Dr. Reid. I bought it just for our date. Do you like it?"

She smirked all the more at the moan that left Reid his hand wandering up her thigh a bit further his eyes only moving from the road for a brief moment wanting to take in the sight of her before he forced himself to watch the road again.

He spoke his hands moving so dangerously close to where she wanted them. The tip of his pinkie finger brushed against the lace of her panties before he pulled back down her thigh not giving her what she wanted just yet. "I love it."