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Abby's eyelids fell half close as she felt his mouth press against hers ever so softly. They were barely kissing, but she reached out her tongue and brushed it against his lips. His mouth opened with a smile before he pressed in closer and her tongue instantly mingled with his and his tongue stroked against hers in response.
The weight of one of his hands ran up the length of her back and into her hair until he pinned her with his kiss, and Abby slid closer, feeling his hard chest press against her breasts. She trailed her fingers over his brow, cheeks, jaw, relishing the contact. She knew and felt that this was right. This was perfect.
When their mouths broke apart, Gibbs was breathing heavily, his forehead rested against hers. "Gonna guess again?" he puffed softly.
"Hhmmm?" Abby hummed, her mind not catching up with his words until a few seconds later. "No more charades. I think you said it all with that kiss."
"So you're okay with this?" he asked, still a bit doubtful.
"More than okay," she grinned. "It's about time, I'd say." Gibbs didn't say anything more but sat waiting and before Abby had another thought, she tugged the hem of her sweater up and over and off. She didn't know if it was the dark look in Gibbs' eyes or the chilled air that sent shivers across her skin.
At the sight of her nakedness, Gibbs stopped breathing, his blood pounding through his veins.
Taking his hand, Abby lifted and placed it high over her left breast. Slowly both of his hands moved up to caress her cheeks before moving down along her neck which made her arch into his touch. Gibbs felt her pulse beneath his thumbs, the soft skin of her shoulders, and the angles of her collarbones. Every place he touched, he wanted to explore further with his mouth and tongue.
Her eyes searched his face. "What are you feeling?"
"This feels right. Perfect. How I imagined."
A rising of emotions swelled in Abby's chest. He had imagined them being together. She had never thought that was possible, but hearing him say it created feelings that ran deeper than she'd ever felt. "So many times I've thought of you touching me like this," she murmured then moaned when he hugged her close.
Gibbs felt her round soft curves press against his shirt and he buried his face in her hair, inhaling her strawberry shampoo. Brushing her hair back from her neck, he dropped his lips to the strong curve, his tongue tracing a path from her ear to her mouth. Her full swollen lips opened for him as he pressed his mouth to hers and took her breath away in a long open-mouth wet kiss. He heard her whimper as she pulled on his shoulders, trying to get closer.
His fingertips traced the dark satin of her bra, grazing the hard nipples beneath the fabric. Leaning over, he pressed his lips to the valley of her soft breasts and felt her heart beating wildly. Then he reached around and unclasped her bra, pulling it from her body.
His hand lifted her breasts like delicate glass baubles on the Christmas tree and Abby wanted to throw her head back and moan with pleasure but she couldn't pull her eyes away from his touch. Gibbs rolled the peaked nipples between his fingertips as he lowered his mouth to kiss the soft mounds.
Abby felt a fire spread low into her belly as his fingers squeezed and stroked harder and his mouth nearly devoured one breast then the other.
"Gibbsss," she whimpered and he lifted his head, their eyes connecting.
Reaching out, she undid the two buttons on his polo shirt, revealing the silver hair that wasn't hidden behind a white t-shirt this time. Her hands rested upon his chest and she felt the heat and pounding of his heart which left her breathless. Sliding her hands under the material, she pulled his shirt up and over his head, exposing his bare skin, chest, muscles.
Needing to feel his nakedness against her own, she slid forward, spreading her legs wider, and felt the hot center of his lap. They both moaned at this first intimate contact.
Gibbs' hands moved to undo the button to her jeans and she slowly stood, extending her hand out to him. Pulling him off the couch, she led him to her bedroom and as they stood beside the bed, she undressed him and began to run her tongue and fingers over his heated skin. She wanted to taste and feel every curve of every muscle.
Eventually when he could no longer stay passive, Gibbs stripped off Abby's clothes, laid on the bed, and pulled her down on top of him. He kissed her deeply, his tongue pushing into her mouth, probing, claiming. Abby's hands ran through his hair, down his neck, and over his chest. His blood pounded with heat and desire and he had to flip them over. He needed to be in control.
Pressing his mouth to her neck, she arched into him as he sucked and licked and drove their passion higher. Then his hands cupped her breasts and he tilted a hard pink tip into his mouth, nipping and licking as he teased and pulled the other one with his fingers. A low constant moan rolled from Abby's throat and he pulled back, wanting to know how she looked cause of what he was doing to her.
Her green eyes were dark pools, glazed and unfocused. Her head was pressed back into the pillow with her raven hair fanned against the white pillowcase.
When her vision cleared, she saw him smiling down at her and she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulled him down, and kissed the delicious smile from his face as she nipped, licked, and tasted every corner of his mouth.
Gibbs shifted to rest his weight on his forearms and Abby felt his hard, hot length press against her hip. Eagerly, she reached to caress him, running her hand up and down, squeezing him gently before pulling him towards her.
Shifting once again, Gibbs slid over her heated skin until his cock rubbed against her slick folds and slowly he entered her welcoming core. The entire time, his eyes never left her face as he watched her lips tremble and a gasp catch in her throat. He could hardly believe the pure pleasure that infused the green depths of her eyes.
Slowly he withdrew and pushed forward again.
Abby felt him stretch her and she relaxed so that her body could take him inside. He filled her completely as he inched deeper and deeper, and she wrapped her strong legs around his hips, holding him so tightly that he could hardly withdraw. Then he slid his hands under her ass and drove deeper, pulling a whimpering cry of pleasure from her throat seconds before his lips crashed to hers and his tongue matched his thrusts. Abby felt her pleasure building, her heat pooling but then he slowed and stopped.
Rising up on his forearms, he once again looked down on her, his hand brushing the damp hair from her forehead. His voice was a deep whisper. "I want to make love to you all night."
Abby hummed with pleasure, thinking there was no way she could form any words at this point. But he continued to wait and she had to murmur, "Do you have a plan?"
"Patience," he responded with a tilted grin, and before Abby could continue to hold him to her, he withdrew completely and fell to his side.
Her body reacted immediately to the loss of his heat, his fullness. "Are you trying to kill me?" she asked in exasperation.
But before she finished her question, his large warm hands were exploring her skin, cupping her breasts, teasing her nipples. Abby arched into the hot kisses that he ran up and down her neck as she felt one of his hands move lower, across her tense stomach, and down to her fiery center.
His long fingers stroked back and forth, in and out of her depths, building a fire inside her that threatened to explode. And God, yes, she wanted it to explode!
Gibbs' mouth continued to nip and kiss up and down her neck, across her shoulder before devouring her breasts. Then she pulled his head up and they locked into a deep kiss as the inferno inside her grew out of control. His fingers vibrated against her clit and she covered his hand with her own, feeling the strength of his movements.
Then the inferno blazed and exploded and she came hard. His name ripped from her throat as her body strained against his hand and mouth and he moved with her until she became heavy and still.
"Oh, God, Gibbs," she panted, trying to catch her breath. "That was amazing."
"I'm not trying to kill ya, Abbs. Maybe just weaken you a bit," he mumbled against her shoulder.
"Weaken?" she challenged back. "We'll see who's weak."
Roughly she pushed him onto his back and jumped on top of him, straddling his thighs. With a mischievous grin she ran her hands over him, teasing his nipples and pressing her fingertips into the ridges of his stomach. Her hands smoothed up over his contoured chest then down, down to his hard straining cock.
This area of his body was a playground for Abby's fingers as she stroked his length and rubbed drops of pre-cum over the silky surface. Gibbs' hands gripped the sheet as he fought to maintain control and Abby loved it each time he moaned and shook with desire. She was amazed by how long he let her toy with him, several times thinking that he just wouldn't be able to hold out any longer. Her teeth grazed his rough jaw, her mouth sucked his pulse point, and she kissed him hungrily all the while her hands stroked him harder and hotter.
Just before he felt himself ready to explode, Gibbs rolled Abby onto her back and swiftly entered her, pressing his length in all the way. Her inner walls gripped him tightly and he buried his face in her hair, grasping for one last inch of restraint.
But then Abby raised her hips, drawing him in even deeper, and he began to thrust.
In and out. Harder and harder.
Abby felt herself coming to the edge again and this time Gibbs was right there with her. Together they rocketed into their climaxes, releasing screams and groans, whimpers and growls. And as the wave of ecstasy rolled into the distance, they continued to hold one another tight, their passion sated for a little while.
Before shifting onto his side, Gibbs planted a soft kiss to Abby's lips then pulled her against him, their legs twined together. Her fingers swirled through the hair on his chest as his hand roamed up and down her spine.
After several moments of silence, Gibbs lifted his head, looking down at Abby. Her eyes were closed, her face flushed, her lips curled into a tiny smile. "You're quiet," he observed, resting his head back on the pillow.
Abby giggled softly against his chest. "Best Christmas ever," she responded softly before rising up on her elbow to look at his face. Her fingertip trailed along his jaw and over his closed lips. "I don't want or need anything more. Just you, Gibbs."
Grasping her hand, he nipped at her finger. "You've got me," he husked softly. "My heart and everything else."
The End.
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