Control Me | A Spencer Reid Story

Part 7

"Um...yes?" he gulped, his answer sounding more like another question than an answer.

Lia felt her cheeks warm as she smirked, the memory of Spencer's capable hands on her body bringing all sorts of fantasies to her mind. "Okay, Dr. Reid," she purred, wishing like hell he were in her room rather than across the country, "for starters, you know you can use your hand or the restraints to choke or control me, ordinary vaginal penetration sex obviously, oral is acceptable as we've established, anything that I have in the bag is available for use at any time, although I would prefer to avoid anal if you don't mind."

Mind reeling, Spencer tried to take in everything she had just said. "Yeah, I'm fine skipping that last one too," he replied quietly. "Lia...I've never...done, um..."

When his voice trailed off, she was left to go over the list she had gone through, and realized quickly what he must have gotten stuck on. Oral sex...since he had never had a blowjob, I suppose it would be a safe assumption to make that he has never engaged in oral with a female partner either, she surmised.

"This is mortifying," he murmured. "I'm in my thirties now and never—"

"Spencer, no," she interrupted. "Please stop and don't think negatively about it like that, okay? Just because you haven't yet, doesn't mean you can't now if you want to learn. But please don't feel obligated to learn on my account. If you would like to learn for future reference, I would be more than happy to guide you in that department."

"For future reference, huh?" Spencer teased. "You make it sound like I see tons of action. Lia, I'm not really the type of guy to sleep around or anything."

"I know that." That is one of the reasons why I happen to be falling head over heels for you, Spencer Reid...

For the next hour, the two went back and forth with their questions, learning more about each other (and inadvertently falling deeper down the rabbit hole of desire), until they finally realized they had to end the call. Knowing he would not be falling asleep any time soon, Spencer pulled up the search browser on his computer and looked up some articles on oral sex, hoping to learn a few things before he got back home.

Maybe I can surprise her when she comes over next, he thought hopefully as he scanned quickly through them. With luck, we'll wrap up this case in the next day or two and then...Angelia Thomassen, you better watch out because Dr. Spencer Reid is coming for you...

Two Nights Later

"Hello, Dr. Reid," Lia said sweetly when she answered. "I was beginning to think you weren't going to call me today."

Tossing his bag onto the chair by his bed, Spencer collapsed atop the comforter and sighed heavily, closing his eyes as jet lag washed over him. As soon as he had walked through his door and set down his keys he had whipped out his phone to call her, anxious to hear her soothing voice and desperate to know if she could come see him.

"Well, that's what happens when you spend several hours on a jet," he breathed. "You can't really make phone calls too easily, let alone to beautiful therapists."

"Wait, you're home?" she practically squealed in excitement. "And...did you...did you just call me beautiful?"

He chuckled, running his fingers through his messy brown hair. "I am and I did. I don't suppose you would be able to come over tonight, would you? Maybe stay the night since it is a Friday?"

"Why Doctor, how absolutely scandalous-sounding of you to suggest," Lia teased. "I am your therapist, not a hussy."

"I...I didn't mean it—"