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❝ Boy, this pussy talk English, Spanish and French. ❞ ;)
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Forcefully grabbing your wrists, he turns your body his way.
He notices your breathing change, as your breasts rise up and down quicker, unable to process what is going on.
"Wha-What are you doing?" You say, trying to fight back. His hand snakes to your waist, putting so much pressure that will for sure leave bruises tomorrow. You could feel his face getting closer to yours. Soon, you could feel his breath on your ear.
"Do you know how much times I've thought about seeing you like this? Wanting to fuck you senseless against the bathroom counter while you watch us in the mirror?"
You shut your eyes at his words, feeling your cheeks get hot, and your thighs clench together.
You flutter your eyes open, seeing his eyes go down to your clenched thighs. "And by the way your acting, you want it too." He whispers in your ear.
Placing his hands under your thighs, he picks you up, and places you on the counter. His hand quickly goes in between your thighs. You feel his pointer finger sliding up and down your center. You bit down on your lip, containing a low moan.
You feel his 2 fingers enter into you, a moan escaping your lips. You forgot you were wearing a robe. Shit.
Leaning in closer, his head is in the crook of your neck. Kissing on your neck at an agonizing slow pace, you bring your bottom lip in between your teeth, clenching around his fingers. "Please." You moan out, your voice unsteady.
"Please what?" He asks, slowly kissing up to your lips. You kiss back. The kiss was hot and needy, and full of lust. He pulls away from your lips, letting the ache in between your legs grow, and grow. You didn't know what to say, but the events of this only led you to say one thing.
"Please just fuck me." You whine out, palming him through his slacks. Smirking at him until he pulls his fingers out, shoving them into your mouth. You suck on his fingers, hard, maintaining eye contact with him.
Taking his fingers out, he quickly pulls off his belt, and slacks, leaving him in his boxers. You didn't know he was that big, neither did you know how you were gonna take all of that...
Pulling you off the counter, he shoves you down to your knees, eye level with his dick. Pulling down his boxers, you clear your throat, and look back at him. Everything was happening so fast. He grabs your hair up, holding it in a ponytail, as you wrap your lips around his tip. Going slow, you bop your head up and down with every slow movement. Feeling tears in the corner of your eyes, you blink fast. Picking up your pace, you bop your head up and down, wrapping your small hand around him, staring at him with pure lust.
You never knew you would be in this position, sucking your boss off, and you never knew he thought about seeing you like this, but just the thought made your knees weak. His cock covered with your saliva, he forces your head down, taking more of him in.
"I knew your mouth was good for something other than arguing with me." He says, throwing his head back.
You moan, sending vibrations through him. His low groans was a pleasing sound to your ears, causing your thighs to rub against eachother, needing more, wanting more.
You feel his dick twitch in your mouth, shooting your eyes up to meet his gaze, his steady breathes, and hand tangled in your hair was all it took for him to shoot his load into you. You pulled away from him, a trail of spit following as you wipe your mouth, your mascara running.
He pulls you up from the ground, pushing you against the counter, seeing yourself in the mirror.
He aligns himself with your entrance, teasing your slit. "Are you gonna watch?" He asks, a smirk appearing on his face. "Y-Yes" You whimper out. The tension was unbearable.
He slams into you, your hands instantly gripping the counter. Your jaw falls open, moans escaping your angelic lips. You look up in the mirror. His body ramming into yours, your hair messed up, his tie undone, and your makeup ruined.
He pounds into you, the familiar knot growing. He wraps his fingers in your hair, your back meeting his chest, bringing you closer to him.
"You don't even know how much- fuck- how much times I've thought about seeing your small body against mine. Taking me in like a good girl."
The name was uncalled for, but that just made you clench around him more, the arousal in you growing more. Your knuckles white from gripping the counter. Flipping you over in a flash, your face meets his, his brown eyes full of lust.
Without a word, he thrusts back into you, your head falling back. Your robe falling more and more off your shoulders from every thrust. Your tits bouncing in his face. He brings his face down to your breasts, wrapping his lips around your left nipple, slowly sucking on it, while teasing with the other.
"Aaron.." You moan out. Wanting to release, he looks back up at you, gripping your hips tightly, as you feel his thrusts get sloppier.
Not enough time to say anything, you release on him. Breathing heavily, you feel him unload into you. You pant as he pulls away from you, but his large hands still on your hips. Stepping closer to you again, he starts to kiss your neck, going slow and down. You place your hand on his chest, resting your head on his shoulder.
Feeling his lips in the valley or your breasts, he latches his mouth on your nipple, sucking and kissing it. You part your lips, throwing your head to the side.
"Aaron" You mutter out, feeling him move down lower. "Aaron." You say again, as he moves away, looking into your eyes. His eyes travel down to your breasts as they rise and fall with every unsteady breath. He was admiring the love marks he just left.
Looking into his eyes, "Aaron this-"
"I should go." He says, picking his slacks up, fastening his belt on. You sit on the counter, in shock. As he walks out of the bathroom, you get off the counter following him. "Wait, Aaron."
"Goodnight Y/n." He says, as he exits your room quickly. Shit.
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Tossing and turning, you glance at the clock. 3:46 am. You tried so hard to fall asleep, so hard to finally rest, but the only thing you tried to do was convince yourself that everything that just happened was a dream. A nightmare. Something.
You laid onto your back, staring at the ceiling. Your eyes were adjusted to the darkness, since you couldn't fall asleep. What happened was so wrong. So wrong yet so good.
Your boss who you so desperately despise comes in one night and fucks you against the counter. How great! You disliked him with every last bone in your body, and now you didn't even know. Did you hate him? Love him?
For God's Sake, you had sex with him.
It was a misunderstanding. It didn't mean to happen, it just did. The cause of events lead to this, and that's why it happened. You mentally cursed yourself. You were an idiot. Who had sex with her really hot boss. Who was an asshole.
Turning to look at the clock. 3:48 am. You let your eyes flutter shut, your body finally resting.
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authors note !!
ahhh !! first smut of the book i hope y'all enjoyed 🧍🏻♀️ i hope it gets better but ANYWAYS. hope u all enjoyed this chapter,, mwah <3 ps. i suggest listening to the song on top bc Hotch is the only person i think of when i listen to that song.
