(33) Heaven Is a Bedroom

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You merely have the time to throw your jacket aside before you hear loud steps in the hallway. Your first thought is that Hotchner is pressing charges and sent someone to arrest you. Rather annoyed, you open the door.

It's Spencer, looking at you with wide eyes.

You don't know what to say. So, you just step aside to let him in.

His cheeks are flushed. He's putting his hands in the pockets of his pants just to take them back out.

"Are you okay?" You find your voice. "I'm sorry you had to see that."

Spencer runs his fingers through his hair, pacing around the living room. You have no idea how to interpret his demeanor. He also doesn't reply.

You go on to ask: "How did you even get here so quickly?"

He stops walking and looks you in the eyes: "Took one of the SUVs."

You have no idea how he so quickly got a car off the lot, but you don't care right now.

You're embarrassed, but you're also still angry, and mostly you're worried about Spencer.

"I'm sorry." You repeat.

He steps closer. You're still not sure what's up with him.

"I love you so much." He breathes out and then smashes his lips onto yours.

This is quite literally the last thing you expected.

Surprised, you stand still in his embrace. One hand rests on the side of your face, his body pressed into yours. His other arm is snaked around your waist.

Relentless, he pries your mouth open, making you sigh. He smiles against your lips and tightens his hold around you.

The kiss gets more and more heated as your brain catches up to the sudden shift in mood.

When Spencer breaks the kiss, you're both panting.

"What's gotten into you?"

He walks you backwards until you are trapped between him and the wall. Then he pauses for a moment to earnestly tell you: "No one ever stood up for me like you do."

You chuckle and try to dismiss him, but he silences you with another kiss before dipping his head down to nibble on the skin on the side of your neck.

It gets difficult for you to focus.

He really means it. And wants to show you.

His hands roam your chest, urging you to take your clothes off.

Just in your bra, you whisper: "Take me to the bedroom and I show you how much I love you."

Spencer flashes you a grin, equally turned on and touched by your words.

Only seconds later, he is pushing you into the sheets. Then he scrambles to take his own clothes off.

You drag your eyes over his body, salivating when you see his erect dick.

But before you even have the chance to lean towards him to take it into your mouth, he crawls past you.

Grabbing your wrist, he pulls you to follow him.

He lays down and you swing your legs over his lap. Once again, he beats you to it, and guides your hips further up.

Hands on your ass, he makes you scoot forward until your pussy is hovering above his face.

You inhale sharply when you realize what he's up to.

Without further ado, he yanks you down.

You shriek when his nose presses against your clit and his tongue finds your entrance to tease it.

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