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"Safe words count here, too, baby."

"I'd do anything for you," she said, ditching her pants then.

"Right back at you."

"How's work been?" she asked, rolling onto her back and nudging up her shirt.

"Busy. Tracking down a bunch of fucking assholes who decided it was a genius idea to threaten the lives of congress people isn't how I planned to spend the time."

"Why did they call you out there? That doesn't sound very BAU-ish." Her brow furrowed while she rubbed circles around her bare stomach.

"There were some reports of assaults on female senators and Walsh offered me up to speak with them…" I blew my hair out of my face and sighed. "One of them spoke to me though. She was surprised that I spoke Arabic."

"I think everyone is surprised you speak Arabic. And Mandarin, to be fair." She smiled at me, eyes twinkling despite the low light in the room.

"Yeah. I get that a lot. Coming out here's been frustrating, but I got to see Eden and Rhett for a bit. Remember them?"

"Not Rhett. I remember Eden. The gentle one who has a Little, right?"

I nodded. "Yeah. Denisha. Eden's married to Camilla now. They're prepping for a kid."

"Did she invite you to the wedding?" Nora's brows lifted.

"Yeah, but I don't go to that shit."

"You came to Maggie and Sali's." She pointed at me. "Don't lie."

"Because you looked cute in that dress." I narrowed my eyes at her. "And we lived here. And there was food."

Nora laughed hard, lifting her knees with it. "You had fun. Don't be silly."

"I did. And I loved seeing you enjoying yourself while looking pretty."

"It was a nice time." She smiled at me, her gaze flickering over the screen. "Take off your shirt."

"Look at you, bossy. Who's the Domme here?" I listened to her anyway and pulled my T-shirt over my head.

"Aw. Can't see your piercings good with those clear thingies," she teased.

"I'll leave them in and you can change them when I get back."

"One more day." She let out a dramatic sigh.

"How about when I get back, I pick you up and we head to Seattle for a little play time? Your pretty ass hasn't had a proper tanning in a while."

"Yes. Please do that." She shuddered and pressed her knees together.

"Hmm. I will." I turned on my side after propping my phone up on the pillow to see her better.

"I miss you," she said, her voice softening then as she shifted the laptop around. She positioned it in a way that kept all of her in the frame but allowed me to see where her finger played with her clit.

"I miss you, too, honey. Are you wet?"

"A little bit," she said, her eyes on the screen. "I can't see you well."

"Move me wherever you want to, Kitten. Seeing your face as you come is enough for me." I blew her a kiss and she smiled.

She brought the computer closer to her face and snuggled against the pillow. "Better?"