Please don't leave

Chapter 15.

I wake up to the sound of an alarm blaring. I reach for the phone. Touching the bare skin of Emily on accident. That's when my eyes finally decided to open. My left hand was right on her boob. At the touch, she also woke up.

"I am so sorry," I apologized right away. "I was looking for my phone I didn't mean to touch your boob and I'm really really sorry it ju-," I rambled. I was cut off by her kissing my lips.

"We just had sex and you're apologizing for touching my boob?" She asked, her sleepy voice being incredibly adorable.

"Just because we had sex doesn't mean I can throw away all my manners with you," I pecked her back. "Now, the alarm is screaming. Meaning it's time we get up. Also that it's 4 in the morning."

"Right, shower?" She mumbled.

"That'd be nice." I answered. She literally rolled out of bed, complete fine. I tried to copy her movements but failed as the sore ness hit me hard. I let out a deep manly groan. "How am I supposed to walk?!"

"Well, I'll tell you now, everyone's will know when you walk in there limping. So you can either take two aspirins or walk it off." She poked her head up. "But I can carry you to the bathroom for now."

She walked over and picked me up bridal style. She walked us both into the bathroom. Placing me on the cold marble sink. She started the shower, bending over just a bit.

I gawked at her ass. Until she straightened out her back. I quickly look down, honestly scared if I got caught staring. Imagine what she could do! I wouldn't mind, but I know, she knows more than I thought.

A brief minute of quietness passed by while we waited for the water to warm up. She spun around to look at me. My head swayed low and my hair covered it.

At a point I had lost focus and just stared down at my bare feet. "Am I going to have to carry you into the shower as well? Or are you able to at least make that trip?" She teased. I toss my head back, then slowly lowered it to look at her. She smiled and stepped into the shower. Leaving me no choice.

"Well not like I wanted you to carry me anyways," I jokingly answered. I let my body slid off the counter. Landing on the floor with delicacy. A small amount of pain shot from my legs up. a soft groan came out from me. I hobbled over to the glass door. Opening it with a desire for something to calm my nerves.

I got in, standing right under the water. Letting the heated water run down my back. I huffed at the feeling. However, the feeling was ruined by a cold substance touching me. I screamed at the suddenness. Twisting as fast as possible to the source. Emily stood behind me with a loofa.

"You have to get clean somehow. I was just helping," she put her hands up in surrender. Her mouth and eyes told two different stories. While her mouth said she was trying to help. Her eyes said she wanted something. I tilted my head at her. "What?"

"What do you want with little old me?" I shot back. It didn't take Reid to figure out she wanted something. "And before you even try to say some silly excuse." I pressed. She just shrugged off my question, spinning me back around and wrapping her arms around my waist. Pulling our bare bodies together. I felt her boobs press against my back. "Em, we have work still."

"Last time I checked, we don't have to be in until 6. That gives us plenty of time." She whispered seductively. Her lips connected to my neck. Biting softly. One hand trailed up and across to my breast. The other trailing down to my pussy. I let out a delicate moan.

Two fingers slide in, pumping in and out of me. The delicate moans become heavier and more frequent. A knot forms in my stomach. It was like she could tell as she picked up her pace.

"Em," I choke on moans. With one last thrust, my walls clenched around her fingers. A long flowy moan left me. Her hand pulled out and away. I worked on steading my breathing. "That's one way to wake up." I joked turning to face her. "I don't think I would've wanted any other way."

"Glad I could make you happy. Now, I love our moment and all, but we're standing in a shower still." She sighed.

I stood on my tip-toes, placing a loving kiss on her lips. I leave her presence, getting out of the shower. I wrap a towel around my body. Drying off slowly. I walk with a little limp into the main room. The room being colder than the bathroom made me shiver.

I go towards my bag, pulling out black high waisted skinny jeans and a basic white t-shirt. I grab the basic white bra and the basic blank underwear. A classic look, but yet stylish. I throw everything I pulled out, on. That's when I looked over to the table clock. 5:12.

"What?! Emily!" I called towards the bathroom. Her head poked out. "How in the hell was that shower longer than 30 minutes?!" She glanced between me and the table clock. Completely calm.

"Time flies by when you're having fun, I just need to get dressed and ill be ready. We just wont have time to blow dry our hair." She answered. She moved to her bag, while I rushed into the bathroom.

I brush my teeth as fast as possible. Grabbing the small makeup bag, I did my mascara and added lip gloss. That's all I had time for. I run a brush through my hair, do a finale mirror check and leave. The first thing I laid eyes on was Emily.

She wore a salmon colored top with navy blue pants. A brown belt to top it off. Her hair was in a slick low ponytail. She looked up to meet my eyes. "Ready?" she asked.

I nodded, "You look divine, that top really looks amazing on you." I watched as a light blush spread across her cheeks. "Now we really should get going, even though I wouldn't mind staring at you all day."

"You're stealing all my lines!" She fussed. I smile innocently and take her hand in mine. Our fingers intertwining, and lead her out to the car.

The moment the door opened, the entire team stood right there. Derek's hand was up about to knock on the door. They didn't see me and Em holding hands, so she pulled away immediately. I steal a quick look at her, confusion on my face.

Did she not want them to know? I thought.