Title: True Love Where it's Least Expected
Author: Trista Groulx aka dustytiger
Rating: M
Disclaimer: As always I am a poor barista who has only aloe based cosmetics and debt to show for her hard work; these characters belong to their creator, network, writers and all the lovely people who bring them to life each week, none of which moonlight as baristas.
Summary: Valentine's Day is approaching, and Garcia finds herself single but being courted by a very unlikely suitor.
Notes: So I thought for some reason the prompt was black silk sheets, which obviously inspired this whole M rated bit. Thank you for the support on this. This is a super fun couple to write. I will have to re-explore. I feel like I left the end a little hanging, but I like it. But this is the end of this one. If I re-explore the pairing I want to set up the courtship differently. So yeah this is the end. And ps it's M.
Garcia could not believe how energised she suddenly became from just a kiss. Rossi's lips captured hers before she could say anything. She wasn't sure how sure he wanted to go. She moaned softly when she felt his hands move under the water, then come up to cup her breasts. He began to run his fingers across her nipples, clearing away the suds that covered them. Garcia whimpered in delight and felt her temperature rising. She had thought about what it might be like when Rossi finally made the next move, but she never imagined it would feel this good. Hearing her moans and whimpers Rossi was encouraged and continued to manipulate her breasts and tweak her nipples gently.
"Your skin is so soft," he whispered in her ear, still kneeling behind her in the footed tub. "Si Bella."
"Handsome, if you start with that Italian stuff I'm gonna get off before we even get started here," she warned him.
"But we have only just gotten started my Sweet P."
One hand continued to manipulate her breast, focusing on her nipple, while the other slipped father under the water, down her body. She gasped with excitement and her legs immediately began to spread as far as they could in the confines of the bathtub, giving him full access to her naked bubble covered body. He suckled the back of her neck softly as he slid a finger inside of her. Garcia cried out feeling his finger teasing her like that. She groaned when she felt his hand moving away, down her leg, and then she lost the contact completely.
"Good, just wet enough," he whispered before pulling the plug.
"Rossi!" she growled feeling the water start to drain away, she was so stimulated it had taken her a moment to realise what was going on at first.
Rossi was satisfied he had left her almost speechless from such a short encounter. "I don't want the first time I make you come, and trust me it be will the first of many, to be by my fingering you in the bathtub. Come here, Kitten it's time to dry off, a little."
He held out a towel for her. Only then did she notice he was only wearing a pair of jeans. She curled into the towel, letting him rub her shoulder and middle to help her to dry off. When she was dried off she dropped the towel and pinned him against the wall in a feverous kiss. He growled and wrapped his arms around her middle pulling her closer to him. She slid her hands down his chest slowly, finally stopping above the button to his jeans.
"Mmm, not yet, Kitten," he mumbled.
"That's not fair, and you know it my super sexy G-man," she growled. "You can touch, but I can't?"
"Not yet, Kitten. Do you want to take this to the bedroom?"
"Can I touch there?"
"Eventually, be patient Kitten."
She was suddenly very aware of her nudity and reached for a bathrobe that was hanging on the door. Rossi helped her into it and he put his hand on the small of her back, and lea her to his bedroom at the back of the cabin. The cat and dog seemed more interested in each other than what their master and mistress were doing when they went into the bedroom and closed the door. Garcia's jaw dropped when she saw the room. She looked around the huge room, there were a lot of windows but she didn't want to admire the snow covered view. She scanned the room, noticing there were two solid oak dressers, one which had a mirror attached to it. There was also a chair and a desk in the corner.
It didn't take long for her eyes to scan the king sized sleigh bed. It had a dark grey duvet, and there was a grey fleece blanket at the foot of the bed. But what really caught her attention were the black silk sheets that were exposed because the duvet was pulled back a little. She didn't have long to take in the sight of Rossi's master bedroom before his lips had covered hers again, and her robe was falling to the floor at his hand. His hands found their way to her breasts, and she couldn't help but whimper with delight at his gentle manipulation.
"You don't play fair Agent Rossi," she groaned as his lips move down her jaw and neck.
"If you don't like it, I can stop," he challenged, his lips stopping right below her collarbone.
"Mm, don't stop, just don't tease."
His lips moved lower. "That's half the fun Mia Stella."
"I warned you about that Ita-" she tried to warn him but her train of thought was derailed when his lips touched her breast.
It only took a moment for Rossi to capture her erect nipple. She cried out in delight as he sucked and licked the very sensitive area. His hand came up to cup her other breast, and began to manipulate the other nipple. Garcia's head fell back and she couldn't keep her eyes open even though she wanted to watch him as he incited his sweet torture. He soon switched which breast was getting the attention from his mouth and from his hand giving them each equal torture.
"So good," she purred.
He captured her lips in a hot, wet kiss she moaned softly into his mouth as he pushed her to the bed, never breaking the embrace. She groaned when she felt his jean clad middle against hers. She ran her hands down his back, and squeezed his ass. He groaned but then let his lips explore down her neck again, stopping again at her breasts, taking a moment to tease her nipples before continuing down her body. Garcia's eyes had once again slipped shut and she grunted when she felt his weight lift her until his lips continued their exploration.
"Dave!" she cried out when his tongue dipped inside her belly button.
Her moans and excited screams only excited him further and encouraged him to continue. His lips stalled on her right hip before moving slowly toward her centre. She squealed excitedly as she felt his tongue begin to explore her wetness. He moved his way down where her curls should be, and finally stopped to tease her. Her eyes flew open and she cried out with delight the moment his tongue touched her clit. Rossi did it again, holding her hips down as he did so. Garcia already could feel an orgasm building inside of her, and she wasn't sure how long she would be able to hold out. Rossi's lips and tongue continued to tease her.
"So good, so good," she panted. "Close, so so close."
Her sex babble only encouraged him to speed up the pace. Garcia felt her orgasm begin to hit her and she balled up the duvet in her fists as she rode the wave. She could feel him lapping up the juices she was excreting which only prolonged her pleasure. Garcia was sure her heart would stop before she came crashing back to earth. She was babbling incoherently to all kinds of gods and singing Rossi's praises the whole time. Her eyes popped open a moment after her orgasm finally ended and she was greeted by his eyes, he was running his fingers through her hair.
"Mm, had I known what you could do for a woman I would have pounced on you myself, instead of waiting for you to make a move," she purred.
"I'm not done yet, Kitten, that was just a bit of foreplay."
"Baby you just might kill me when we get the headlining act."
"Your heart is much younger than mine, if I can handle it, you certainly can."
"Honey do you have any idea what you just did to me?"
"I have an idea."
"How about I show you?"
She began to unbutton his jeans, this time he didn't stop her. She unzipped the fly and soon slid his pants and boxers off together. She growled softly when she saw him naked and erect before her. She reached out and began to stroke his dick slowly, glad when he let out a low moan. She continued to stroke him, moving off the bed. She slowly began to lower herself to the floor as she teased.
"I'd rather come inside you the first time that happens," he told her.
"You're just no fun," she sighed. "But when that happens I got us protected BTW."
"Good. You won't be saying that for long."
She gasped as he flipped her onto the bed, positioning himself on top of her. It only took him a moment to guide himself inside of her. She cried out his name and wrapped her legs around his waist pulling him closer and deeper inside her. He ground into her slowly and she whimpered his name. This encouraged him and he kept his pace as slow as he could for a few long minutes. Garcia dug her nails into his back, desperately trying to pull him to her faster and deeper.
Garcia's moans were turning into screams while Rossi kept his pace. She let her head fall against the pillows. She had moved her hands up his body, and was resting near her shoulders. Without thinking she began to squeeze his shoulders, not sure if she would leave damage, but not caring. She screamed loudly and felt an orgasm begin to rip through her. She tried to buck her hips toward him in vain for a moment before she let him do his magic. When she came down from the high she was glad that his pace was now faster.
"That's it, Baby, so good," she purred.
"You like that, Penelope?" he challenged.
"So much. So good."
"Ready for another one?"
She was about to answer him when she felt his hand move down her body. His finger settled on her clit. He barely had to stimulate it before she was screaming out in the throes of another orgasm. This one stronger then the first one, and Garcia screamed out to all the gods she knew with delight. She hardly had time to recover when she noticed he was still going, his pace faster and more frantic. She wrapped her legs tighter around her, dragging her fingers down her back, her hands settling on his ass, which seemed to encourage him.
"That's it, so good," she purred.
"Kitten," he growled.
Their pace was now frantic and out of control. Garcia knew it would not be able to hold out very long after what he had already put her through. She bucked against him as quickly as she could. She could tell he was getting close because his movement were less controlled then they had been through the entire encounter. She cried out his name and she knew she had him, and she was with him, not believing the how powerful the orgasm ripping through her was. When they came down from their highs he pulled her toward him. Both of them were panting, exhausted and unable to speak.
"Mmm," she whispered, walking her hands up and down his chest.
"Yeah," he replied, tucking pieces of stray hair behind her ear.
"Tired."
"Sleep," he assured her, pulling the duvet over them.
She curled up as close as she could to him, not caring that they were both still a little sweaty, or the state of the sheets, and closed her eyes. He gently ran his hands through her hair for a few minutes more. He let his own eyes slip shut glad he had finally decided to show her how he felt about her two weeks earlier. He was happy that the case had wrapped up in time for him to take her to the cabin that weekend. He couldn't think of a better place to bring her to bring their relationship to the next level, and they had only just gotten there.
The End
Notes: Well that's that. Tell me what you think. Sorry this was up so late I wanted to tie it up, but this ending works for me. Hearts to all of you who have reviewed, and followed this fic it means soooo much. Hugz - trista
