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Aaron Hotchner was a man who liked to keep a steady routine, not just for the sake of his team, but also and perhaps even more importantly, for the sake of you and Jack. He liked to leave for work every morning after making his son breakfast and pouring you a fresh cup of coffee that was ready for you when you got out of the shower, kissing you both on the cheek before making the half an hour commute to the office. He liked to come home at the same time too, arriving with his briefcase in hand to the rest of his little family setting the table for dinner.
But today, after finishing a difficult case, he didn’t remember to let you know he was coming home early, much earlier than you expected. And in hindsight, he was so gland he didn’t because the noises he heard when he walked into his house were music to his ears.
You thought you had an afternoon to yourself with Jack away on his school camp and Aaron still on a case, and all you wanted was to relax, slip into something more comfortable and pour yourself a glass of wine. But pretty quickly, that glass of wine went straight to your head and the throbbing between your legs that you had tried to ignore took over and made you long for your husband, his touch, his kiss, his mouth.
And so, you settled back on the bed, soft music playing, and lights dimmed slightly as your hands wandered your body, slipping over your soft skin and massaging the dips of your hips and the curves of your figure, hands leaving a trail of goosebumps. Ever so slowly, your hands dipped towards your pussy, taking your time to feel the wetness that had already started to gather, to slip your finger through your folds and to arch your back, letting out a whimper. You couldn’t help it, it felt so good, and if you crooked your pointer finger just right, let it circle your clit, it nearly felt like Aaron was right there, that his hand was the one touching you and his lips were ghosting over the apex of your thighs.
You didn’t hear the front door open and close from your upstairs bedroom, too entrapped by the feeling of your fingers that were now inside you, juices squelching between them as you slowly worked yourself open and pumped them in and out, free hand groping at your naked breast. And you didn’t hear the heavy footsteps up the carpeted stairs either, especially when the noise was overtaken by a loud moan as you moved your hand faster.
Aaron couldn’t believe what he was seeing, couldn’t believe that his pretty little thing was lying on the bed right in front of him, totally unaware of his presence and making themselves moan on their fingers. He didn’t like it, and after quietly taking off his suit jacket and placing it on the armchair and loosening his tie, he didn’t hesitate to sit right next to you on the edge of the bed.
“I’ve got to say, Y/N, when I got home early, this was the last thing I expected.” His voice shot you out of your high, and your whole body froze as he sent you a feral smirk, a look that made your throat dry up and your hands clench.
“Aaron I…I didn’t think you’d be home for another couple of days…I,” you stopped speaking and sucked in a shaky breath as he leaned back on one arm and let his other hand palm your breast, fingers gliding over your sensitive nipple.
“And what, sweetheart? You thought you’d do my job for me? Even know I told you that you’d be punished?” You couldn’t do anything other than nod your head along to his words, pouting as he shook his head in response and glanced at you, mouth forming a firm line as he thought deeply and let his gaze roam your naked body. “Fine then. If you think your fingers are better than my cock, then get yourself off. Don’t let me stop you.” He took his hands off your body then, and you let out a whine in displeasure, which only made the man grin and cross his arms over his chest.
But you knew he was serious, knew he wasn’t going to let you come with his help, or go anywhere near you until you had fulfilled his demands. So, you huffed, but carried on what you were previously doing. Until he spoke again.
“Oh, and Y/N? I want to hear you beg for it.” With that, he sat down on the armchair opposite the bed, and let his body relax, legs spread wide and fingers working at the buttons of his shirt.
You didn’t hesitate then, your hands coming up to grasp your breasts, fingers pinching your nipples gently between then and massaging them as Aaron watched, gaze glued to your hands. His eyes followed you as you let one hand slide down your stomach, running over your thighs and waist and hips before dipping down into your pussy, pulling a moan from you as you once again came in contact with your juices, wetness seeping into the sheets below and fingers becoming slick already.
“Aaron, please.” Your first plea left your mouth when you pushed a finger inside you, already open and slick enough from earlier, whimpering as you quickened your pace, curling your fingers inside you exactly how Aaron did and watching as he adjusted himself in the seat, a hard on already forming in his slacks.
“Keep going, darling, you can go faster, I know you can. Do what I tell you.” Shutting your eyes, you let another finger enter your, and your right hand started to rub small circles over your clit, jolting a shock of pleasure through your body and making yourself moan. You could hardly hear what you were saying, but from the way Aaron groaned and material rustled on the other side of the room, you knew whatever you were saying was having quite an effect on the agent.
“Fuck, Aaron, baby, please!” He could tell you were already nearing your high with the way your voice pitched up and he watched as your legs shook, but he couldn’t help but smile, hand rubbing against his still covered cock.
“That’s it beautiful, say my name.” Soon his name was constantly falling from your lips, and when he leaned in closer to get a better look, he nearly came right there as he watched your juices fall from your pussy lips and drip down onto the covers. Your face flushed pink, back aching from arching it in pleasure and hand getting shaky, you opened your eyes and looked right at him.
“Aaron, I’m so close, Aaron I’m gonna cum!”
“Not yet you aren’t.” He stood up then, his cock throbbing inside his pants as he made his way over to your side of the bed, kneeling down to be face to face with you. “I reckon you can last another thirty seconds…you think you can do that for me baby?” You nodded, fingers working faster inside you as you threw your head back and nearly yelled his name when your hand reached for your breast again. “Louder. Say my name louder, darling, and I might just let you cum.”
“AARON.” You shouted loudly then, and suddenly his lips were on your neck, kissing, sucking, nipping, and telling you to cum.
“Cum for me, sweetheart. Cum all over your fingers for me, show me how good you can be.” You let yourself fall then, tipping over the edge and a loud moan escaping from your lips as Aaron reached for you, a hand on your waist to stop your hips from thrusting up in the air and his other hand brushing your sweaty strands of hair off your face.
He continued to nip and kiss and fondle your body as you came down from your high, breathing deeply and weakly pulling the man closer to you, and he chuckled in response, hand smoothing over your stomach in a comforting touch.
“Fuck…Aaron…” You were still out of breath as you spoke, but he knew exactly what you were asking for, and he didn’t wait another second to press his lips to yours in a gentle yet needy kiss, hands wrapping around your waist and shifting you so that your hands were in his hair and running up and down his neck.
“There, did that satisfy you?” He knew what your answer was, knew that you wouldn’t be satisfied until he was inside you, but for now he settled for a blissed-out hum, your eyes closing again.
“I’m sorry I didn’t wait for you.” Voice low and still shaky, you moved so that your foreheads touched once he came to lay beside you on the bed, still dressed in his work clothes and cock still hard. But he ignored it for now, just let his lips linger over yours and soak in how you clung to him.
“It’s okay. I know I’m not around when you need me sometimes. And I know that sometimes I don’t give you as much pleasure as you want and deserve.”
“Wait, no, Aaron, that’s not true.” You leaned up on your elbow to get a better look at the larger man, and you could tell he believed what he said as his gaze dropped from your face and stayed on the pair of hands that were intertwined. “You give me all the pleasure I could ever want, baby. Hell, you just made me cum on my fingers by just talking to me. That’s no small feat.” He chuckled, and nuzzled his face into your chest, his slight stubble rubbing against your skin in such a lovely way it nearly made you moan again.
“Well, if that’s how I really make you feel, you’ll be happy to know I’m home for the rest of the week, and I’m ready to take my time with you, if you’ll let me.” Meeting his lips in a sweet kiss as he finished speaking, you giggled as he pressed your naked body to his fully clothed on, his cock rubbing against your stomach.
“Do anything you want with me, Aaron Hotchner, I’m all yours.”