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M through R › NCIS
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
7
Views:
7,097
Reviews:
5
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own NCIS, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter Six
(6/7)
Ziva’s breath hitched.
The idea of skipping out on his friends seemed exceptionally appealing, but she wasn’t sure that it was the smartest thing to do. Gibbs hadn’t seen these people in years, and probably wouldn’t see them again for just as long. No matter how much she wanted to go somewhere private with him, and nip, lick, or caress him until they were both exhaustingly sated, she couldn‘t do it.
She ducked her head. “We should at least say goodbye.”
Gibbs groaned disappointingly and pushed her back against the wall again, kissing her forcefully, not ready to give up on the idea yet.
Her mind clouded over, lust thrummed through her body as he pressed against her.
Pulling away abruptly, she struggled to speak. “Gibbs I-”
“Do you still want to stay?”
His lips had brushed teasingly against hers as he spoke, and the last of her restraint falling away.
“No.”
Gibbs grinned and pulled her toward a nearby exit, its bright red glowing sign lighting their way.
“Good, let’s go.”
The last the she heard before they made it to the parking lot was the squeak of the door as it shut heavily behind them.
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Ten minutes later Sheila, Ryan, and David sat alone at their table sipping on the remnants of the coffee they‘d had with dessert.
“So,” David asked the others, breaking the silence. “How much do you want to bet that Jethro’s already got her naked and pressed against that boat of his?”
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Gibbs had broken at least twenty laws on their way back from dinner. She was surprised that they hadn’t gotten pulled over, or at least into an accident. Normally his driving didn’t bother her, but tonight, she had to admit it was a little scary.
He skidded the car to a stop in his driveway, slammed it into park and shut off the engine. They hadn’t talked about where they would end up, and she was relieved that he had taken the initiative and just brought her back to his house. She didn’t want to think about this, she just wanted to act.
Ziva jumped when the drivers side door shut, startling her as she watched him walk to the passenger side. Before she knew what was happening her door was open, she’d been pulled out of her seat and was pinned against the car; his mouth crashing to hers.
Her pulse quickened as his tongue swept along her lips, and slipped inside. He was so warm and soft, still tasting of a mixture of the dishes he’d had at the restaurant. It was intoxicating.
The heat from his body made her shiver in contrast to the cooled metal and glass behind her. She could feel a shiver run over her body, a cool breeze blowing at the hem of her dress as his cotton covered leg brushed hers.
Large hands encompassed her face, thumbs gently tracing her cheeks as he slowed the kiss, and broke away. She smiled softly and took a deep breath, willing the fresh air into her lungs like she’d been starved.
Their heads turned as the sound of large truck driving down the road caught their attention, its headlights briefly passing over them as it turned onto a different street.
Gibbs chuckled quietly and pressed his lips against her temple, his breath trickling teasingly past her ear. “I guess we should get inside?”
Ziva nodded, a flutter of excitement passing through her. “I think that would be a wise idea.”
He stepped back and offered her his hand, his expression playful as he watched her.
This was it. No turning back.
Slowly, she pushed away from his car, pausing in front of him before reaching out cautiously and twining their fingers together.
To Be Continued…
A/N: I'm sorry it was so short! *ducks any oncoming objects that may have been thrown* I promise that the next, and last, chapter will be longer... and hotter! *winks*
Ziva’s breath hitched.
The idea of skipping out on his friends seemed exceptionally appealing, but she wasn’t sure that it was the smartest thing to do. Gibbs hadn’t seen these people in years, and probably wouldn’t see them again for just as long. No matter how much she wanted to go somewhere private with him, and nip, lick, or caress him until they were both exhaustingly sated, she couldn‘t do it.
She ducked her head. “We should at least say goodbye.”
Gibbs groaned disappointingly and pushed her back against the wall again, kissing her forcefully, not ready to give up on the idea yet.
Her mind clouded over, lust thrummed through her body as he pressed against her.
Pulling away abruptly, she struggled to speak. “Gibbs I-”
“Do you still want to stay?”
His lips had brushed teasingly against hers as he spoke, and the last of her restraint falling away.
“No.”
Gibbs grinned and pulled her toward a nearby exit, its bright red glowing sign lighting their way.
“Good, let’s go.”
The last the she heard before they made it to the parking lot was the squeak of the door as it shut heavily behind them.
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Ten minutes later Sheila, Ryan, and David sat alone at their table sipping on the remnants of the coffee they‘d had with dessert.
“So,” David asked the others, breaking the silence. “How much do you want to bet that Jethro’s already got her naked and pressed against that boat of his?”
--------------------
Gibbs had broken at least twenty laws on their way back from dinner. She was surprised that they hadn’t gotten pulled over, or at least into an accident. Normally his driving didn’t bother her, but tonight, she had to admit it was a little scary.
He skidded the car to a stop in his driveway, slammed it into park and shut off the engine. They hadn’t talked about where they would end up, and she was relieved that he had taken the initiative and just brought her back to his house. She didn’t want to think about this, she just wanted to act.
Ziva jumped when the drivers side door shut, startling her as she watched him walk to the passenger side. Before she knew what was happening her door was open, she’d been pulled out of her seat and was pinned against the car; his mouth crashing to hers.
Her pulse quickened as his tongue swept along her lips, and slipped inside. He was so warm and soft, still tasting of a mixture of the dishes he’d had at the restaurant. It was intoxicating.
The heat from his body made her shiver in contrast to the cooled metal and glass behind her. She could feel a shiver run over her body, a cool breeze blowing at the hem of her dress as his cotton covered leg brushed hers.
Large hands encompassed her face, thumbs gently tracing her cheeks as he slowed the kiss, and broke away. She smiled softly and took a deep breath, willing the fresh air into her lungs like she’d been starved.
Their heads turned as the sound of large truck driving down the road caught their attention, its headlights briefly passing over them as it turned onto a different street.
Gibbs chuckled quietly and pressed his lips against her temple, his breath trickling teasingly past her ear. “I guess we should get inside?”
Ziva nodded, a flutter of excitement passing through her. “I think that would be a wise idea.”
He stepped back and offered her his hand, his expression playful as he watched her.
This was it. No turning back.
Slowly, she pushed away from his car, pausing in front of him before reaching out cautiously and twining their fingers together.
To Be Continued…
A/N: I'm sorry it was so short! *ducks any oncoming objects that may have been thrown* I promise that the next, and last, chapter will be longer... and hotter! *winks*