In Love with My Boss (Aaron Hotchner X reader)

Mine (LEMON)

Time Skip to a Couple of Weeks Later

(Y/N)'s signs of PTSD eventually faded, she was still distant. However, today at work she was distracted and confidently flirtatious with me. Her demeanor was a lot less rigid and her eyes had a spark behind them. Today she had on a black pencil skirt, a (f/c) button down blouse, and black heels because of some meetings she had to go to.

"Aaron, I need you in my office for a moment." (Y/N) called from mt doorway. the click of her heels fading away and I sighed, following her. She was sitting with her legs crossed and a file in hand, ordering,

"Close the door." Doing as told, I heard her shift in her chair and when I turned around, she was standing in front of me. Her hands went up to my chest and she began to play with my tie, as she spoke,

"I need your report from the North Carolina case."

"I was working on it, until you called me in here." I whispered, placing my hands on her waist and pulling her to me.

"I couldn't help myself. You looked so delicious working. I just...needed a taste." She whispered, pressing her mouth to mine and laced her fingers through my hair, her tongue running across my bottom lip. Smirking, I wrapped my tongue around her own and picked her up by the hips, placing her on the desk. When she pulled away, she was panting and I smirked down at her, teasing,

"There's your taste."

"Give me another." She requested, her lips still touching my own and she was trying to tug me back into a kiss. Chuckling, I kissed her again and let her control the kiss. When she pulled away for air, it wasn't long before her mouth was back on mine and her hands moved down to my torso, trying to unbutton my shirt.

"Ah. Not here, love. Wait until we get home." I stopped her, pulling away from her and taking her hands in my own, interlocking our fingers.

"Aaron-" She started but a knock on the door stopped her and she sighed, getting off her desk. She went around to her chair and sat down, pouting as she said,

"Come in." Garcia walked in, with a file in her hand, and looked at us, pausing. Then, the biggest smile spread across her face and she greeted us,

"Hi sir! Ma'am! Good afternoon!"

"Garcia, is there something you need?" (Y/N) asked, hands folded on her desk.

"Ah, yes. Morgan asked me to bring this finished report to you, sir. But you weren't in your office, so I took an educated guess." Garcia responded, smiling and handing me a report. Garcia left us alone and I looked at (Y/N), smirking.

"Ma'am." I teased, walking out of her office and going back to mine, ready for the day to be over.

*****Lemon Beyond This Point*****

*****Reader Discretion Advised*****

Two hours later, we were headed home and (Y/N)'s gaze stayed on mine, her hand was on my thigh. When I parked, she almost ran into the building and I chuckled, following behind her slowly.

"Aaron!" She called, glaring at my slow pace and catching up with her, I commented,

"All good things come to those who wait." Once the front door was closed, she tossed all of our stuff onto the couch and pulled me into a harsh kiss. Guiding me to our room, she pushed me onto the bed and straddled me, replying,

"I've waited all day." Chuckling, I ran my hands up her thighs and pulled her down onto my erection, groaning at the sensation.

"Too many clothes." I growled, unzipping her pencil skirt and pulling at the buttons on her blouse. A soft moan fell out of her mouth and I sat up, pressing opened mouth kisses onto her skin.

"Ah, Aaron~" She moaned, her hands flying to my hair and I groaned, tugging at my own clothes. She pulled off my tie, slowly, and began to work on the buttons, even slower. Huffing, I flipped our positions and knelt between her legs, panting,

"You're taking too long." She giggled and bit her bottom lip, watching me.

Reader's Point of View

"You're taking too long." Aaron panted, making me giggle and pull my bottom lip between my teeth. He was kneeling between my legs and he worked on his clothes, quickly. Soon, he was in just his boxers and he began to work on my clothes. When we were both stripped, nearly, naked and he grabbed me by the hips, grinding into me.

"Aaron, stop teasing." I moaned, causing him to smirk and he replied,

"Not fun, is it?"

"No. Now, come on."

With haste, he removed the rest of our clothes and pressed into me, slowly. However, only at first. Soon after his pace increased and I scratched down his back, between his shoulder blades. One of my hands went back to his hair and pulled him back into a heated kiss, all tongues and no finesse. Yet, that's not what we were going for. One of his hands was planted firmly near my head and the other was caressing the outside of my thigh, helping him with leverage.

"Aaron~" I moaned, against his mouth and he chuckled, our breaths mingling.

"Have I ever told you how good you feel (Y/N)?" He asked, pushing my thighs apart and straightening his back, continuing his brutal pace. His hands rested on my hips and he pulled me back into him, roughly. He hit that spot within me and I saw white, arching my back off the bed.

"Good God, Aaron!" I exclaimed, grabbing onto his thighs and panting, so close. I could taste my release and he pulled out, making me whine at the loss of contact.

"No God here...Just me and you. Come on, baby. Think I'd let you off that easy?" He panted, laying on his back and pulling me onto his lap, lining himself up with my entrance. He pushed himself up into me and I moaned, placing my hands onto his chest. I felt his chest rising and falling, quickly. I was moving my hips into sync with his and eventually he pulled my torso tightly to his chest.

"(Y/N)~" He moaned into my ear, his voice making my release almost...But he stopped his movements and pulled out of me, getting behind me. When he reentered me, from behind, he was quick and sharp with his movements.

"(Y/N), you're mine." He ordered, one of his hands resting between my shoulder blades and helping to get leverage. Again, he reached that spot in me and I was white, making my breath hitch.

"Aaron! Quit stopping when I get close!" I whined, as he pulled out of me again.

"I'll do as I please." He growled, pulling me back on top of him and pulling me down onto him. I was going to throw my head back, but he had me by the back of the neck and pulled my face close to his own. He was thrusting up into me, roughly, and he was teasing me in two ways. He wouldn't let me reach my release and he refused to kiss me.

"You...are...mine." He growled, in time with his thrusts and I moaned, in return,

"Yes...All yours." Finally, his lips crashed onto mine and one of his hands reached between us, rubbing at my clit.

"Ha~" I breathed, into his mouth and he smirked, whispering,

"You're behaving so well. It's close. Almost there." He was thrusting harder into me and moaning into his mouth, I began to buck against him.

"Aaron-" I warned, he smirked and nodded, replying,

"A moment longer...Almost...Now." He twitched inside me and I moaned, releasing onto him. As he released into me, I rode out a second release and bucked onto him, panting. He pulled out of me and I laid beside him, trying to catch my breath.

"Amazing." He breathed, making me giggle and reply,

"Isn't it always?"

"Hm. Yes." He sighed, kissing my head and wrapping his arms around me, kissing down my neck.

"Aaron?'

"Hm?"

"You know I am yours, right?'

"Yeah, I just need some reminding sometimes."

"Hm. Let me remind you~"

"How exactly do you plan to do this?"

"I have a few ideas."