erotic ; spencer reid

chapter eighteen

Angela's point of view:

Stretching my arms out, my hand presses up against a hard chest.
The realization that last night had not been just another sex dream.

" Good morning" His groggy voice rumbles.

Ugh the raspiness is turning me on next level.

Clearing my throat, my eyes open to meet his.

" Where you watching me sleep?".

He shakes his head, " No! Of course not.. just woke up".

Hm, better not have.
A gentle smile begins to grow across his face before quickly fading.

" I've got to be at the office in thirty minutes".

" Well you better hurry, not sure how much of a good liar you are but I don't think my dad would want to hear it" I chuckle.

He raises as eyebrow with a smirk, " You think this is funny, huh?".

Swallowing the lump in my throat before his lips gently connect with mine, taking in all the dopamine this is giving me for the day.

Feeling his smirk grow through the kiss has me wanting more.
He somehow senses it as his large hand smoothes it's way down my body to my underwear, playing with the hem.
Moaning through the kiss, hoping that'll let him know it's a yes.

He continues,
Sliding his two fingers under the lace fabric before grazing his thumb over my clit.

" S-Spencer" I gasp.

He gently begins to rub circles with his thumb, sending me crazy.
Moving my lips to his neck, and sucking hard.

With each thrust of his fingers I feel the knot in my stomach become more intense.
The pain from last night non existent in this moment.

" Spencer!" I moan,

the unraveling of the knot catching me off guard which sends small fireworks throughout my whole body.
Watching me with a pleased look on his face before he pulls out his fingers, wiping them on the sheets.

" Better get ready for work" He grins before walking into the bathroom.

Leaving me on the bed, stunned.

On my list of favourite mornings, this has to be at the top.

Hearing the shower turn on, crawling out of bed and wincing once my feet hit the ground.

Okay yeah, sore is an understatement.

Picking up an oversized t-shirt, and pulling it over my head before walking into the kitchen.

Boiling the kettle while searching through his tea selection.
Surprised with how many different flavours he has, I just choose the earl grey.

Pouring the boiling water into a mug, spinning on my heels.
Startled to see Spencer standing there in a towel wrapped around his waist.

I must've been to focused on the pain in my thighs to even hear the shower stop.

" Oh please continue, I'm quite enjoying the view" He nods.

A mischievous smirk across his face.

" Funny, I hope you enjoy explaining to the team where the hickeys on your neck came from".

His eyes wide before he runs back into the bathroom.

" Angela!" He laughs.

Chuckling before following him into the bathroom, watching as he examines his neck in the mirror.
He turns to face me.