Please stop touching me.
Raising my face to meet his I stared into his striking green eyes.
They always manages to capture my attention.
"You have a dirty mouth Miss Hotch and I'm going to ram it clean" he said and with that our lips connected into a tender yet aggressive kiss.
I felt it shake every bone in my core and made me even weaker into his arms.
I could feel my knees buckling and my heartbeat ten times faster.
His hands snaked to my ass as he grabbed it and I struggled with the buttons of his clothes.
Mostly his trousers.
Damn today he looked good and I planned to show it to him as I felt his manhood rising and every time I looked at him it always scared to know that this man had more than six fucking inches.
Seriously its like he carried a mid hand with him.
This time it would be a quick because I really needed to go home badly.
I missed my son.
I felt his fingers massaging my entrance that was still covered with the lace thong I kept on today which was getting tig