A/N : This is my first CM fic, so please let me know what you think. I am always a Morgan/Garcia fan, I can not see anyone else as his "Baby-girl". Please leave you opinions in the form of review. Rain (Jackie)

DPOV

It has been a hell of a day. We just loaded onto the plane to make our way back to Quantico from a brutal case in Chicago. We were looking for a woman who had been missing for 9 years. It turns out she had been kidnapped and was part of a slave ring. Men brain-washed the women they kidnapped into being sexual, domestic, and over-around slaves to their every whim.

The interrogation of this guy really got under my skin. He was so smug, kept asking me what time it was as I was trying to find out where the woman was being held. I remember yelling in his face after I hit the table.

"I will personally nail your ass to the wall. That's what time it is, bitch!"

He just laughed in my face. I felt like burying my fist in his. I lean back in the plane's leather seat and try to force the violent thoughts from my head.

I know what I need. My Goddess, my solace, my Baby-girl; I pick up my phone from my hip and type out a quick text.

**Hey Baby-girl, just got on the plane. We will B home soon.**

I am happy to see that her answer is almost immediate.

**Awesome. I will leave a light on for U ... & nuthin' else. ;-)**

I feel my heart skip. I have to find the perfect response.

**All I want U 2 be wearing is a slight blush mama. :-D**

**LOL In ur dreams Morgan!**

**U always R Baby-girl.**

**And how am I in ur dreams? Naked across ur lap with a red bottom?**

My pants are getting particularly tight by now. Damn how this woman affects me. I realize it is taking me too long to answer. I hear another ding on my phone.

**What's wrong, Hot-stuff, kitten got ur tongue?**

**Woman ... behave! Don't make me spank U!**

**Promises, promises Derek. Bring it on! U know U can't handle all my womanly Goddess-ness. ;-)**

**Keep talking woman & I'll give U something 2 fill that gorgeous mouth of yours!**

I thought I left her speechless for the first time ever. Then I hear the beep of a text again.

**Wouldn't U rather fill up some other hole?**

OK, now my dick is officially hard enough to break prison rocks.

**Mama U just don't know! :-D**

**Damn! Panties just went up in flames! :-P **

**Serves U right woman. Now I have 2 figure out a way 2 get off this plane w/o the whole team seeing my "state" :-S **

**hehehe ;') **

I feel the plane begin to start it's downward decent. We are landing. And not a moment too soon. All I can think about is getting over to Pen's apartment and making all of my fantasies come true.

We disembark the plane and I am relieved to be the last one off, so no one notices the tight state of my pants. Although they should be used to it by now. Any time I'm around Pen, I am in a constant state of arousal.

As I climb into my truck, I hit speed dial 1 on my phone. I hear from the other end.

"Well if it isn't the hottest FBI agent in town. What can I do for you Hot-stuff?"

"That dirty little mouth of yours has got you cute curvy ass in trouble mama."

"What ever do you mean, Agent Morgan?" I can hear the teasing in her voice.

"Do you have any idea what you do to me, Baby-girl?" I ask her.

"Of course not handsome, that's something I would have to see or feel from myself, now isn't it?"

I can only growl into the phone as I drive across town. Listening to her trying to stop her giggles unsuccessfully.

"You are such a tease woman, keep getting me hard and have no intention of relieving my built-up tension. That's cruel mama."

I can hear her suck in a breath before she regains her voice to respond.

"My Adonis, the reality could NEVER be as good as my fantasies."

"Wait, what? What kind of fantasies you havin' 'bout me? Give it up woman. Don't get all quiet on me now."

I hear her take a few deep breaths, the last one sounds strongly like a whimper when she lets it out.

"Those private thoughts and dreams are not for your delicate and gorgeous ears, my love."

"How about I tell you one of MY fantasies about you, will that help you feel better about sharing with me?"

"Maybe." She purrs.

Oh hell, there goes my dick twitching again. I pull myself together again just enough to let her know.

"Well one of mine involves you, a pair of killer heels, stockings with a seam down the back, and the desk in my home office."

I clearly hear her intake a sharp breath then a whimper-like moan comes out of her lovely mouth.

"Wow, Hot-stuff, I never knew."

"Yes, you my sweetness are a frequent flier in my dreams and fantasies. But enough trying to get out of your sharing. Spill it woman!"

"Hmmmmmm ... one of my most common dreams involves me licking an entire bottle of chocolate syrup off of your hot, sculpted, chocolate body ... your whole body, from head to toe."

Fuck! Just imagining that has me harder than I have ever been. I am so glad that I just pulled up in her apartment building's parking lot. As I fold myself out of the truck, careful not to rub my painful crotch against anything, I keep her talking.

"That hot little mouth of yours is most definitely gonna get you in trouble mama."

"You have been telling me that for 7 years now Hot-stuff. When are you going to deliver on your promises? Or are YOU the tease here?"

I cannot believe the extent of her taunting tonight. 'She is in one hell of a mood.' I think as I arrive at her front door. I decide to see just how far she intends to go tonight.

"No way Baby-girl. I always deliver on my promises. Do you even have a bottle of chocolate syrup? Or are you making shit up as you go along, toying with me?"

"Why ... " I hear her start as I knock on the door.

I hear the bolt slide back and the door unlock, before she finally opens it a crack, checking to see who is on the other side. The cheap-ass apartment has no peep-hole in the door. I always hated that.

"Derek?" She stutters as she looks from me to the phone in her hand. I close mine and nod my head for her to do the same.

PPOV

When I open my door and see Derek standing on the other side, my heart nearly stops. I stare at the phone in my hand then back at the gorgeous specimen of man in front of me.

"Derek? What ... what brings you to my little corner of the universe?" I barely eek out.

Derek steps inside and gently closes and locks the door behind him. When he turns back to face me I see a look in his eyes that I have never seen before. It is hungry, feral, almost lion-like. Which I think for some reason, at the time is funny. I control my giggle, but let a small snicker leak out as I realize his mood matches the lion tattoo on his right arm and shoulder.

I hang my head down to help contain my snorts.

"Oh, no, Baby-girl. You are not hiding from me tonight." He tells me as he lifts my chin up to meet his - OMG lust-filled - eyes. What the freaking world is gong on? This is my best friend here. He isn't supposed to be having these thoughts about me. I'm not even his type.

"Yes you are! Want proof?" I hear him growl low in his chest.

He then takes my right hand and places it over his heart. I can feel it beating wildly, like mine. Then he moves it down to his wash-board abs. He is not stopping ... ut oh.

'Yes!' I think as my hand land on his jean-clad crotch. 'Oh my! He is very aroused.' I think. 'And just as big as I imagined.'

I close my eyes and lean my head back to try to control my drools. I just know I am hyperventilating. I snap my eyes back open when I hear him speak again.

"Baby-girl please, look at me. I want you to look into my eyes the first time I kiss you."

I barely have a chance to utter my response before his lips meet mine. I don't know what I was expecting, but this was not it. His lips are demanding and passionate. Very soon his tongue is seeking entrance to my mouth. I happily oblige.

We have to come up for air after what I deem to be way too friggin' short of a time. I could kiss this man forever. He looks back into my eyes as he says in his most playful voice.

"Now, Baby-girl, where do you keep your chocolate sauce ... "

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A/N : OK folks, this is my first CM fan fic. I have written the 2nd chapter, yes, the juicy stuff. But I am holding it hostage. I need your reviews to tell me if you want more or not. If I get enough reviews to the affirmative, I am not saying exactly how many, I will post chapter 2 for you. Until then ... patiently waiting for your approval.

Rain (Jackie)