A/N: Here's another chapter! I found another song about booty calls called "Booty Call" by Brokencyde featuring E-40. Look it up! It's epic! I recommend listening to it while you read this.

Chapter Two: Only One Feeling

The pair continued kissing for what seemed like an eternity but in actuality it was only a few moments. Tony pulled away and leaned his forehead onto Ziva's and allowed his breath to cascade across her face while his fingers found their way in between the waistband of her sweats and her soft olive-tan skin. He smiled to her when he felt her soft skin. He then bent down slightly, allowing his lips to meet the seemingly edible skin of her neck. He then did what Ziva really wasn't looking forward to. He began to lower her pants. She shut her eyes and began giving herself a mental pep talk.

Damn it Ziva! Don't be scared! Try to have fun! Oh, what am I talking about? This is Tony! How in the world am I supposed to have fun with him like this?

She took a stabilizing breath and opened her eyes. Her pants were now off of her slender body and Tony was roaming his hands around her bare frame. His lips collided with hers once again and Tony gripped onto Ziva's right thigh. He hiked it up, hooking it onto his right hip. Their bodies grinded into each other; sending shockwaves through them both. The sensations alone were enough to make Tony go even harder. He couldn't help himself. He was just so attracted to Ziva. He had always fantasized about this moment. In fact, it was one of the only things he fantasized about lately. Maybe that's why he couldn't sleep? He didn't spend too much time dwelling on his thoughts and focused at the task at hand. He had to have her. He just had to.

Finally Ziva had been able to convince herself somehow to stop being a coward and reached out to Tony's large t-shirt. She began to fiddle with the collar as Tony kissed her sensuously. When he felt Ziva's hands start to come into the equation he couldn't have been more thrilled. He was ecstatic that Ziva finally felt comfortable enough to join in. Tony soon allowed the Israeli agent to lift his shirt off of his muscular body. He smirked down to her as her hands ran over every one of his well-defined muscles. She seemed to be mesmerized by them.

"Do you like what you see?" He asked in a whisper.

She could only nod and Tony moved his body closer to hers, if that was even possible. There was literally no space between them. Every part of their bodies was in contact with each other. Tony then knew what he had to do. He took a second to find his bearings before he gripped onto her hips and lifted her from the ground. Ziva, in response, wrapped her legs around his waist and allowed the libidinous Italian to carry her off to his bedroom. When he got her to the bedroom he dropped her onto the bed and climbed on top of her. They were so caught up in each other's lust that they lost all sense of rationality. Tony stopped when his lips were even with hers. He leaned down and trapped her lips with his. The pair kissed, tasting each other's lips yet again. Ziva's small yet skillful hands found their way to Tony's jeans. What she didn't realize was that soon Tony would soon feel a huge sense of relief considering his erection was grinding into the zipper on his jeans.

When she unbuttoned his jeans he pulled away from their heady kiss and let out a slight sigh. She couldn't help but laugh at this. He leaned down and kissed her neck as if to thank her without using words. Tony assisted Ziva in lowering his pants and once they were too low for Ziva to keep a hold of them, Tony used his toes to get them off completely. He then took hold of Ziva by her narrow torso and guided her body up to where he head rested on a pillow. She wrapped her arms around Tony's neck, allowing them to drape their lazily while she moved her legs to where they were on either side of Tony's hips.

Strangely, the longest this went on the more comfortable Ziva was with this. Not only did it not make any sense to Ziva, she thought she was going insane. She mentally cursed herself for even allowing this to ensue. All thought ceased when Tony's erection touched Ziva's center. She instantly wedged her knee between their hips.

"I don't think so." She said.

He wasn't wearing a condom and she wasn't about to take any chances. She then did something she hadn't done in years. She flipped them over to where she was on top. Smiling wickedly down to the man, she climbed down the bed and reached for Tony's pants. When Ziva got a hold of then she dug through his back pocket and found the condoms. She tore one off and allowed the remaining four to fall on top of the jeans. She went back to Tony and straddled his lower thighs. She opened the condom wrapper with her teeth and disposed of it after she took the condom out. She set it aside for a moment and took a deep breath. Licking her lips, she mustered up the courage to do this. She grabbed hold of Tony by the base of his erect shaft and lowered her mouth onto it. She listened as Tony let out an erotic sigh as she worked him with her moist and cavernous mouth. She smirked as she continued to suck him for several minutes.

Tony couldn't believe what was happening. He propped himself onto his elbows and watched her as she tantalized him with her talented mouth. When she removed her mouth she looked up at him and smirked bashfully to him. She then climbed up the short distance to his mouth. She kissed his lips and as he kissed back she couldn't help but laugh.

"I have not done that in a while." She admitted.

"Well, you did great." He complimented as he caressed her dark brown hair.

"You haven't seen anything yet, Tony." She said slyly.

Tony's eyes went wide in surprise and sheer wonder.

"Lie down, Anthony." She said in a teasing manner.

He obeyed her and watched as Ziva picked up the condom. His shaft was still quite hard and Ziva was able to easily slide the condom onto him. She looked up at him and pulled the left corner of her bottom lip between her teeth. She waited a few moments before she climbed further up his body and straddled his hips. She swallowed hard and lowered herself onto him. She sighed as her walls adjusted to his size. She gripped onto his shoulders as she lifted herself up and began rocking her hips up and down on him in a rhythmic manner. She gripped tighter as her orgasm grew closer and closer. Tony couldn't help but put his hands on her body. They mindlessly roamed her entire frame, feeling every one of her curves. His hands finally stopped on her hips and he watched as she rode him, her eyes closed and her mouth slightly agape. She could feel one of Tony's hands leave her rampaging hips and go up to her cheek. When his hand cupped the left side of her face her eyes flew open. Tony then pushed himself up as Ziva was rocking her body on him. She tightened her walls around him purposefully as he took hold of her hair, getting it out of her face.

"This is fun." Ziva breathed.

"Do you want to make it even more fun?" He asked, wagging his eyebrows at her.

"Bring it on." She challenged.

"Alright." He said, putting his hands on her hips.

He flipped them over, all the while not pulling out of her orifice. She laid there and allowed Tony to thrust his hips inside of her. She arched her bag as Tony's hips moved faster within her. Her hands hit the mattress beneath her and she gripped tightly into it with her nails. She let out a loud moan as her orgasm hit her like a ton of bricks. Tony looked down at the Israeli woman and smiled and with one final buck of his strong hips he climaxed within her. He lay down on top of her, more tired than anything.

Meanwhile, Ziva looked up at the ceiling, her breathing slowly returning to a semi-state of normal. She just stared at it in disbelief. She couldn't believe that she had actually had sex with Tony and she could only feel one thing…emptiness.