So here is the new chapter. As I said it, the story goes on hiatus for the time being. I will go on vacation for ten days tomorrow and after that RL will be hell for at least another ten days. I have absolutely no clue if I will be able to write during that period so I rather warn you all.

Be reassured the story is not over and I have finally decided how it will go on (yeah too many possibilities can be hard to address too LOL). I have already written several other MP stories so this not an adieu. I will just need to write another fic a dear friend of mine has requested (hard stuff as I don't ship those people together at all yuck LOL).

Okay enough babble... Thanks again for all the nice reviews they were highly appreciated as were the story alerts and favorites. For a moment I wondered if you liked MP smut...

Disclaimer: don't own anything CM and only do this for entertainment purposes.

He didn't let her finish her sentence. His hands closed on her hips and he pressed his hardness against her entrance, entering her by an inch. Her eyes closed and she bit her lower lip, waiting for him to go on. He rocked slightly back before deepening his penetration with another careful thrust. She was so tight and so hot, the whole sensation almost bordered to pain. He wanted to take it slow even if it was almost killing him to do so. Emily was restless in his arms, moving against him, making his good resolutions so hard to keep. His hands tightened on her hips as he tried to still her. She spread her legs further and shifting on the couch she pressed down sending him deeper into her core. Her mouth opened on a silent cry and he rubbed his brow against hers. Taking control with Emily Prentiss was an almost impossible task... but it was a challenge he was more than ready to take up.

His slow progression into her flesh was driving her crazy. She knew he wanted to give her time to adjust to his size after a rather long sexual drought, but at that moment she wished he would simply slam into her. Her current position didn't give enough leverage to take matters into her own hands and she doubted he would allow it just right now. But he so needed to speed things up. As if he had read her mind, he withdrew from her heat before giving her one hard stroke that sent him almost all the way in.

She groaned at the sensation and her legs tensed reflexively against him. She rotated her hips, testing the best angle and a loud moan escaped her lips when he brushed against her G-spot.

Her walls tightened around him in response and he increased the speed of his thrusts, using this new knowledge to drive her wild. She met him in rhythm never missing a beat. With her eyes closed and her mouth slightly open she was quite a view. He couldn't resist tasting her and his mouth fastened on her throat, licking the sweat that was beading there.

His change of position brought their bodies in close contact and her bustier was now chafing his torso. The pleasure-pain friction was sending shivers down his spine and he pressed harder against her to increase the pressure. Her hands tightened on the couch as the sensations he was eliciting were almost a little too much. With each hard stroke the lace of her top was rubbing against her pebble-hard nipples. With every thrust his pelvis pressed against her clit and her whole body tingled all over in a bad case of sensory overload.

Her first orgasm took her almost by surprise. Her body went rigid when she reached the peak and she groaned as a new wave of heat coursed through her entire body. Her walls clamped almost painfully around him and he closed his eyes to maintain a little control. He rocked his hips in rhythm with the tremors of her body. She was pulsing so wonderfully around him and he wanted to feel this over and over again. He looked at her as her erratic movements gradually calmed. Her eyes were still tightly closed but her breathing had slowed back to normal. At that exact moment she opened her eyes and their gazes locked. She grabbed the back of his head and brought his mouth roughly down on hers. He breathed her in, tasting her once more. He would have liked to take this slow, but they were both too far gone. He was too hungry, too restless and she felt too damn good. His body was taking over ramming once more into hers.

Emily's body was still shaking from her first orgasm when their tempo sped up again. The sensations raging through her were at the same time exhilarating and a little frightening. It felt like she just couldn't get enough.

She was reaching new limits, her body able to feel a lot more than she had experienced before. With Morgan she could let go a little of the control she was always so desperately holding on to. They trusted each other completely, their lives depending on the other more days than she cared to count. When his tongue aggressively claimed surrender, her mind shot a blank and she just let the sensations take over. Her hands snaked around his neck, pushing higher against him. He brought his hands to her thighs and pushed them further apart as he settled harder between her shaking limbs. She bent her right knee and brought it up against his ribcage opening herself wider for his hard thrusts.

They groaned and Morgan's hands closed on her ass. He pushed away from the couch, gravity and the changed angle sent him into her to the hilt. Emily broke the kiss and she hissed arching against him, finding another perfect position to welcome his strokes. Her legs were shaking as she felt another orgasm already building. The heat in her belly seemed almost unbearable. She forgot their uncomfortable position and met each of his thrusts with her own. She could barely breathe as their tempo increased. Her walls started once more to quiver around his hard length. She pressed down every time his body pushed her up, her fingers digging painfully into his shoulders leaving red crescents on his skin.

He slammed her hard against the couch. Her legs were wrapped around his torso and she was moaning lost in the sensations he was eliciting. He licked her throat as he sped up, changing the angle of his strokes to hit once more the spot he had discovered was driving her mad. The tension in his body was building to a fever pitch and he knew he wouldn't be able to hold on much longer. His lips settled on her pulse at the base of her neck. When he lightly bit the tender skin, her body went rigid and her walls clamped once more painfully around his engorged shaft. She screamed her release as her nails racked down his back. He managed to pump two more times in her quivering body before finally letting go and spilling hotly inside her core.

For a moment he was deaf and blind to everything surrounding him, Emily included. Then slowly sensations returned. First he felt her hot ragged breath burning his neck, her hands clamped at the small of his back, her trembling body still tightening around him. He placed a kiss on her brow and she sighed as she brought her arms around his neck to press her flushed cheek against his.

"I can hardly breathe and my body is still shaking…" She said almost as if talking to herself. "And don't get smug about it."

He chuckled and placed a soft kiss on her swollen mouth.

"There isn't anything to be smug about yet…"

"With most guys I would say it is empty boasting, with you I wonder if I'll be able to walk tomorrow…"

"We don't have to be at work before Monday. That's plenty of time to recover."

"Indeed." She playfully tightened her hold on his hips and wasn't surprise to feel him harden in response. "After all I'm not even undressed yet."

"That is definitely something that needs to be corrected."

"And I didn't even get proper foreplay." She licked his ear teasingly and loved the way his breath caught in his throat when she contracted her inner walls around his length. "There are many things I still want to do."

"Then we should get going."

She moaned when he kissed her roughly and lifted her from their resting spot on the couch. With a few long strides he brought them to her bedroom and paused just before the large bed. He carefully placed her on the soft comforter and entangled her limbs from his to kneel between her legs. She stretched her lithe body and switched her bedside lamp on. She looked at him with half closed eyes and thinking about the many things she wanted to do. Her gaze was traveling over his frame, taking in every detail he realized. Just her gaze on him was enough to turn him on and for a second he wondered how things would be at work now they had shared a new intimacy.

Pushing that thought out of his mind he gently took her right leg and worked on the strap of her shoe. He quietly discarded the first one before taking care of the second. Her stare was riveted on him, surveying his progress with a smirk on her lips. His hands moved from her ankle to her thigh massaging her skin as he progressed up. Bringing her foot to his chest he leaned forward and opened both straps of her garter belt before tenderly rolling the sheer stocking off her leg. Without a single word Emily placed her second foot next to the other and watched him complete the task.

"You're awfully quiet and compliant…" He smirked at her while massaging her feet. "I wonder what you have in mind."

"I'm thinking about all the things I'd like to do to you."