Author's Note: Thank you all for your reviews and just the fact that you're reading.
Here's the naked part and I hope you enjoy it as much as our heroes will.
Disclaimer: NOT MINE. DON'T SUE.
They entered his bedroom and he kissed her again, already thoroughly addicted to her.
She was impossibly sweet and soft. Tony shivered as her tongue playfully sought his and he slid a possessive hand to her ass. He wanted to see all of her body again. Their undercover mission had not been enough to satisfy him. He wanted to know every dip, freckle, and scar on this woman's body and he was determined to find each one for the next hour or ten.
He wasn't going to waste anymore precious time.
As she shoved him backwards onto the mattress, he pulled her down, causing her to giggle as they rolled around, jockeying for the top position.
After a while, he had brought her hands up to the headboard, telling her not to move them or the rest of her.
"I have no intention of going anywhere, Tony. Even if I wanted to leave, you would not let me."
"Damn right. I just want you underneath me right now."
"I like it on top." she reminded him with an arched brow.
He rolled his eyes and kissed her roughly, delighting in her shivering.
She was just as hot for him as he was for her.
"I remember. Look, you can have your wicked way with me, later."
She considered it and then cooed, "Promise?"
Her tone sent his heart into double time and he breathed deeply to calm himself.
This woman is going to kill me and I plan on taking her with me...
He smirked and quickly removed her sundress. She only had on a pair of tiny pink panties on and he groaned softly. She was stunningly perfect, her body trim and healthy. His hot fingers traced the underside of each pale and pert breast, making her whimper softly.
It was a nice noise but he wanted to hear her moan. That tiny little noise she had made beneath him in the hotel had haunted him for years.
"You've been traipsing around here all day without a bra?" he asked her with incredulous eyes.
Now, how did I not notice that? Usually I notice everything about her...
Rather than dwell on that, he let his fingers find her light tan nipples and there was the moan.
Smiling, he gently pinched and rolled them, watching her squirm.
"I don't... wear one... unless I... have to... oh, god!"
Apparently, the further down you went, the sweeter she got.
That idea sent even more blood racing to his cock and his mouth began to water.
After giving her nipples the proper attention, he trailed kisses down to the waistband of her panties. Keeping his eyes trained on hers, he removed them with his teeth, baring her to him. Her legs parted further and he could see her dripping into her dark nest of curls.
The flesh of her was a beautiful fuchsia, her clit a rose red. Using his fingers, he parted her lips fully and gave her one long lick, curling his tongue like a snake. And then another and another...
"Oh my god! Yes!" she screamed, gripping the headboard tighter.
He settled in. She was spicy but sweet like fresh honey. His face was lost in her moist pussy but he didn't care. This is exactly where he wanted to be. He wanted to pleasure her, to show her how much he adored her. Moaning, he greedily lapped at her, devouring her like she was a feast. His hands went firmly down her hips, preventing her from squirming away from him.
Her fevered cries became ever louder and her juices became a rich cream.
He was now moving his tongue in and out of her tight tunnel, simulating the act they had yet to do. He couldn't wait to dig himself into her wet silkiness, to finally join with her.
After a while, her walls began to twitch and she began to quiver like she was being electrocuted, purring to him what she felt.
Her voice was liquid sex, her accent thicker and almost slurred with pleasure.
"Ooh...Tony, please.... please make me come...oh, god... so good...oh, god! Ohh...!"
Tony twisted his tongue in his signature corkscrew motion and she shattered with a piercing shriek, her firm thighs clamping around his head. He could barely breathe but he didn't dare stop until he had licked her clean. Their eyes were still locked and he could see the bliss in her sepia depths. Her lips were parted and she moaned weakly as he pulled away from her pussy, sealing his mouth over hers.
She was still kind of out of it so he took the opportunity to start shedding his clothes.
When she recovered, she let go of the headboard and helped him.
As soon as he was bare to her, the wind was knocked out of him and she was on top of him, fever in her eyes, the fervour sending a bit of fear through him.
He released her inner beast and he may not be able to handle it.
"Ziva..."
"Shh... you promised I could have my way with you."
With that, she plunged herself onto his straining cock, blinding him with ecstasy.
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He was so long and thick, filling her up just right.
Her fingers tangled in his chest hair and she kissed him deeply as she slowly began to ride him.
Reaching down, she found his hands and pinned them to the mattress. She was in control, right now. She needed to get him to the place he had gotten her. Never had she been so uninhibited with a man before, even with her sexual aggression. Tony made her primal, her civility demolished by his domination of her.
She loved that feeling. She wanted him to feel it, too.
Breaking the kiss, she began to pick up the pace, marvelling at just how green his eyes were as they looked into her sepia pools. They were like emeralds and she could see his contentment deep within. He was moaning and gasping, his audible cues telling her when to grind and when to thrust.
"You feel perfect, Ziva...like you were made for me... oh, god!"
She had found his spot. Immediately, she thrust again, feeling him stiffen and hiss.
"Yes..." he groaned. "Right there, honey... right fucking there!"
She let loose. Her pace became like a bucking bronco's and she moved her hands to his chest to steady herself. She could feel an orgasm building within her, not from its usual place but from somewhere deeper inside her. Her body remembered the pleasure Tony had so lovingly given it and wanted it again. She wouldn't come without him, though.
He was growling and thrashing beneath her, his hands on her hips to bring her down harder, much to their mutual delight.
"Yes! Oh god, yes... fuck me, Ziva!"
"I...am...Ohh, god...ah! Tony!"
Her back abruptly hit the mattress and her leg went over his shoulder as he buried his face in her throat, pounding into her like a jackhammer.
She could feel the telltale convulsions in his thrusting and she smiled, knowing what would happen soon.
Her fantasy of him coming deep inside her was about to become a reality.
"Come with me, Ziva!" he ordered.
"Ohh, Tony!" she cried as her body obeyed his command.
Their screams became a raw, desperate roar of pleasure and triumph, easily heard by anyone but they didn't care about discretion.
After all the years of push and pull, of cat and mouse, they were finally together.
Nothing else mattered.
