Disclaimer: I still do not own "Criminal Minds" – "Fifty shades of Grey" or sadly the delectable Shemar Moore! *cries bitterly* - I just like to play with them for a while lol

A/N Thanks for all the reviews, alerts and favorites on this story – the response has taken me a bit by surprise so ty ty !

Derek smiled down at her, watching her cheeks flush as she saw the passion and lust plainly in his eyes for the first time.

"Oh I have many things planned for you Ms Garcia, it just depends if you will agree to my terms?" he told her as he slid a finger along her cheek, feeling the heat from her blush warm his already heated skin.

"T…Terms?" Penelope stuttered frowning slightly, a shiver passing over her skin from his light contact.

Derek took her hand in his and led her to the couch, sitting down he tugged her in to his lap, smiling a little as she wriggled to try and get away.

"You keep doing that and things are going to go way too fast for us both Babygirl – and I like to go slowly, very very slowly" he whispered, his eyes drifting to her cleavage that was almost eye level with him at that moment.

Penelope's breath hitched as she felt his gaze traveling over the swell of her breasts, her brain was screaming in two different directions – on the one side she was so confused she thought she could have been dreaming while on the other she was so turned on she would have happily agreed to anything Derek had to say at that moment.

"So – terms. I promise that I will not be involved with anyone else while we are together and I expect the same from you, also how dark do you want your chocolate to be because right now Babygirl my thoughts on the fun we could have are getting naughtier by the moment." He told her, he raised his eyes to hers as he trailed a finger over her cleavage, watching as her breath caught and her head tipped back in pleasure at his feather light touch.

There was silence as he waited for her to reply, finally he removed his fingers and brought them to her chin, dipping her face down to his – her eyes snapping open and colour flooding her face as she realized what he was asking.

"You really want to do those things from the book? With me?" she asked her body feeling more alive than it had in the whole time she had been with Kevin, but also fear was snaking though her system at him laughing at her assumption.

"No Sexy Momma" he told her quietly.

Derek watched as humiliation flashed across Penelope's pretty face, he could almost hear the cogs in her mind whirling at his words as she tried to move away from him - he put his hands on her waist to still her movement and waited until her eyes met his again, cursing himself as he saw the tears that were beginning to form there.

"Pump your brakes Babygirl and let me finish. I don't want to do those things from the book. I want to do all the things I have been thinking of for years with you, I have been dreaming and fantasying about your sassy mouth kissing me all over, wondering how amazing your eyes will look while I am inside you" he pulled her closer, his lips grazing hers as he whispered " and I cannot wait to hear your sexy voice when you moan my name." as he growled the last word his control snapped and he slanted his lips over her surprised mouth, kissing her deeply.

Penelope felt like she was drowning in not only words but now in the sensations his words were evoking in her, her thighs were burning, her panties soaked and nipples straining at the leash to be freed.

Moaning his name as his lips traveled down her throat, his tongue dipping and tasting between her creamy breasts, on a ragged sigh he pulled back and stared at her for confirmation – Penelope could only nod mutely at his unasked question – then cry out as she was suddenly flipped on to her back on the couch.

A small cloud of dust rose around them as Morgan deftly snapped open the buttons on her shirt, their legs were tangled his lower body cradled in the juncture of her thighs, he rubbed against her and moaned loving the sweet torture he was inflicting on himself.

Penelope watched as he opened her shirt, her eyes closing as he ground in to her, and then snapping open as she heard his feral moan of pleasure.

*Hot damn! He made that sound because of me? Wow little old me! Hmmm I wonder what other sounds I can make him make – Mr. Morgan I have fantasies too my dear*

Taking a deep breath Penelope slipped her small hands under the edge of his shirt, her fingers softly caressing his skin, he moved slightly and looked down at her, surprised she had been so bold – he needed her to know who was in charge of this game because right at that moment, with her nails digging lightly in to his solid muscles his resolve was slipping.

"So you want to get the games started right now Penelope?" he queried, watching her closely as she nodded once – then grinned wolfishly as he saw her spark of surprise at his next movement.

He took her hands in his, cuffing her wrists with one of his larger hands above her head.

"Then rule number one silly girl, you don't get to touch me until I tell you." He explained, he almost laughed as she pouted at his words.

"Oh do not worry my princess I will be touching you though"

Penelope's eyes widen slightly as he flicked her shirt open, and motioned for her to stand.

Taking her hands in his he led her through the house to one of the very few rooms that were complete – his bedroom.

Penelope was surprised how light and airy it was, she was expecting a den of sin complete with black satin sheets and bondage gear and instead found herself in a luxurious, pampering expanse of indulgence. Creams and gold dominated the décor, while a huge bed dominated the floor space, paired with heavy pine furniture and floor to ceiling mirrors on one wall.

"It looks great" she told him honestly, turning in to his arms as he tugged her against him, dipping his head he kissed the side of her neck and whispered.

"You look better Angel." his lips grazing her neck as he moved around her until she was in front of him, she opened her eyes and was surprised to see their reflection looking back at her.

Derek met her eyes in the mirror and leaning forward traced the shell of her ear with the tip of his tongue – Penelope closed her eyes at the sensation only to snap them open again when she heard him growl in her ear.

"Watch me"

Startled blue eyes flicked to his deep brown ones, she could see the glint in them and for once had no clue what he was going to do – but she knew instinctively that he would never hurt her, maybe breaking her heart in all this but that didn't count because thankfully he didn't seem to know how deep her love for him flowed.

Penelope felt him gently pull her shirt from her shoulders and watched as he tossed it aside along with his own – she could feel the heat from his chest against her back as she arched against him.

Again and again his lips moved over her neck and shoulders, soft kisses, long licks that left wet rails over her satiny skin, their contrast struck her as beautiful she as creamy white as he was caramel brown – she longed to touch his skin but from this angle all she could do was watch.

Her breath got stuck somewhere in her throat as she felt his fingers move to the clasp of her pink bra, her hands moved to cover her breasts until she heard him growl in disapproval, dropping her hands away she clenched her fists as he pulled the satin away, she closed her eyes from the mirror, not wanting to see any disappointment in his features, she went stock still as he gently traced around the nipple, she heard him sigh and she was about to apologies and dash from the room when his next words shook her to the core.

"Just as I had always dreamed Babygirl, see you fit perfectly in my hands" his breath tickled her neck as he spoke and she opened her eyes to watch as he cupped each breast in the palm of each his large hands – he was right – they fit like they were made to be there.

He didn't seem disappointed Garcia thought, watching and feeling him flick and tug at her nipples, she desperately wanted to feel his mouth on her but he was not budging from his stance behind her, she leant back and rested her head against his collar bone, feeling his erection nuzzled against her rear she couldn't resist squirming closer, only to have Derek pinch her nipple, not harshly but enough to make her open her eyes and look at his reflection in shock.

"None of that princess, my games remember?"

Nodding mutely she was entranced by his fingers moving over her skin, trailing lower on her belly, circling and dipping in to her belly button – her reaction to which was a sharp hitch in breath at the sensation.

He distracted her by kissing along her neck, whispering naughty and sweet words in her ear as he slowly opened her jeans, her first realisation of this movement was when she felt one of his fingers press lightly at her panties, she gulped and flushed when she realized how wet she was and lifting her eyes to him in the mirror she saw his smile at the touch.

"Mmm so soft my Angel" he whispered, his finger crooking around the panties edge and stroking the satiny skin beneath, her wetness was not a surprise, he was so turned on he could hardly walk, being this close to her at last was the sweetest torture he had ever known.

"Derek" Penelope moaned throatily as he began a steady rhythm between her thighs, her knees felt weak at the contact and he must have sensed it because he suddenly looped his other arm around her waist and hauled her to his chest, keeping her upright while his fingers danced inside her.

Penelope watched his hand moving in the mirror – the sight of it making the feelings ten times sharper and brighter – she arched back and looped her arm around his neck, needing to hold him to feel some purchase on reality as flicked at her clit with his thumb, two long fingers caressing her wet inner walls, he could feel them pulsing around him, knew she was close to coming apart – he looked at her in the mirror – his blonde haired angel had never looked so sexy or so wanton in her life and it was all for him.

Pride and possessiveness bubbled up in his chest as he watched her, her teeth biting her lower lip, her shapely hips keeping up with the tempo of his clever fingers; he could see she was close.

"Baby girl open your eyes" he commanded, nipping at her earlobe to make her comply.

Suddenly he found himself drowning in the depths of feelings he could see in her eyes, and being the true Alpha male that he was his pride bloomed at the sight, he leant forward and whispered in her ear.

"I want you to see how amazing you look when you cum" he told her softly, her eyes widen slightly at his words, her head tipped back as the feelings began to swamp her.

Derek's fingers pumped inside her three more times then gave her swollen and oh so responsive clit a pinch and he felt Garcia surrender to the feelings, her mouth opened in a long moan as her inner walls clamped around his fingers, he wished at that moment that he was truly inside her – but he wanted to show his Babygirl the many levels of true pleasure.

Penelope leaned heavily against his chest her knee's shaking at the explosions that had passed through her body, she felt Derek slip from her body and turn her in his arms, bending quickly he scooped her up and held her against his chest, raining kisses over her face and mouth as he moved them to the bed, he lay her down then followed, kissing her deeply as her fingers clutched at the back of his head, her breathing still ragged.

Pulling back he looked at her, her face flushed, her hair damp around the temple, a satisfied smile playing around her full lips.

"So Babygirl think you are going to want move on to step two?" he whispered as he bent his head and kissed her nose.

He heard her delighted giggle as she spoke "My noir prince I am ready for just about anything now"

A/N Thanks for reading and I hope you're enjoying the story so far – so any ideas on what you would like to see? Am I moving to slow or is Derek teasing Penelope just enough? lol – reviews make me happy and type faster ! lol thanks all!