Emily stepped into her shower for a leisurely wash. She had just gotten out and wrapped a towel around herself when her bedside phone rang. Picking it up, she heard Hotch's voice.

"What are you wearing?" he asked provocatively.

"A towel. I just got out of the shower. Why?" she asked.

"Unwrap it and get naked," he replied.

"Hold on," Emily said, laughing. "I'm putting you on speaker. Okay. The towel is gone, Hotch. Now what?"

"I want you to begin to fondle the girls, baby. Close your eyes and cup them in your palms. Now being to tease those sexy nipples of yours. Do you know how badly I want to suck on those pretties? I want you to think about me doing that, Emily. Think about my hot mouth closing over your nipples one at a time, drawing on them, my tongue lapping at them, nibbling them, until you want to scream. Pull the nipples out baby, and pinch them. Doesn't that feel good?"

"Ummm," she murmured. "I'd rather it were you Hotch," she told him.

"I want you to lie down on the bed now," he said. "You know what I'm doing? I'm unzipping my pants and pulling my cock out. I'm already getting hard just thinking about those delicious tits of yours. Press them together, Em, and think about my cock sliding back and forth between them."

Emily lay back on her bed and contemplated her worlds. She was surprised to find herself getting hot. "Your big boy likes playing with the girls, doesn't he?" she purred at her boyfriend. "Ohh, he's getting so hard, and he's being very naughty. He's kissing my nipples." She had never had phone sex before and she thought it was pretty fun.

"I want you to slowly let your hands move down your body, Emily," he said softly. "I want you to close your eyes and think they're my hands. I love touching you baby. You have such incredibly soft skin, and it always smells like strawberries. I'm touching you, and my mouth is following my hands. I'm kissing your belly and now I'm sliding between your thighs and kissing them."

"Ooh yes!" Emily said.

"I want you to play with yourself baby. I want you to find your clit and play with it the way I do. Pretend my tongue is doing you. Are you getting wet?"

"Yes!" she told him. She was indeed getting wet.

"I've got my cock in my hand now. I'm thinking about your lips closing over it and sucking me. Yeah! Yeah! That's good baby. Do you want to come? I'm close, but I'd much rather be at home pushing myself deep inside of you. Think about it Emily. I'm hard and I'm moving faster and faster and faster. You want it so badly you're aching to come. When I get home tomorrow night I'm going to fuck you that way." He could hear her breathing, excited and quick. "Tell me you want me to fuck you, Em!"

"Oh, God yes!" Her fingers worked her clit hard, and then she sobbed. "Oh, I'm coming Hotch! I'm coming!"

"Me too." He groaned. "But it's just not enough. I need the real thing.

"I know." She gasped. And then as her heart slowed a bit, she said, "The next time Strauss makes you go on a trip by yourself, tell her no. Because the phone sex just isn't the same as the real thing."

Hotch smiled. "I love you baby!"

"I love you too sexy! Now get some sleep and hurry back to me tomorrow! I can't wait for you to be inside of me!"