1Author's Note: Still don't own it! Sorry for the wait between updates! I think it's safe to say that with the holidays approaching we're all a bit short on time. I was feeling inspired so here's an update...happy reading! BKC.
This Chapter is based off of "Forced Entry" Episode Nine Season Two.
Gibbs' heart skipped a beat as he stared at his workbench. He smiled his familiar crooked smile and picked up the pink flowered envelope. He reached for a screwdriver and used it as a makeshift letter opener. Gibbs only groaned slightly when a few loose particles of glitter fell out. His mind wandered back to earlier in the week...the source of Kate's inspiration.
"It...it...it's uhhh pornographic, in the most literal sense of the word." Kate stammered as she had picked up a piece of evidence.
Jethro loved seeing her like that, blushing slightly...embarrassed in front of her boss. He had worried in the beginning how it would work out. If they'd be able to conceal their feelings for one another, and so far it had worked. She had been in what they referred to as "Agent Todd mode" as she had silently read the letter and logged it into evidence.
Jethro snapped out of his flashback and unfolded the letter that had been left just for him on his workbench. He inhaled the scent of Kate's perfume, lavender and vanilla knowing that she must have sprayed the paper with it. He put on his glasses and began reading:
"My Dearest Jethro,
I hope this letter finds you well. As I write it I can't help but feel overwhelmed. It has been so long since we've been together. Sometimes I feel that sharing a bed, sharing a life isn't enough. We've been playing roommates for about a week now, what with the stress of work and all going about our daily routines, collapsing into bed after a quick dinner and even quicker shower. I am hoping that once you're done reading you'll come upstairs and do more than just sleep next to me tonight. I miss your kisses, slow and passionate, your hands roaming all over my body. You are the perfect lover. You know exactly what I want and when I want it. You give more than you take, and every time we make love I am so satisfied yet I want more. As I slip into a white satin teddy embroidered with blue flowers I can't help but think of how it's going to feel when you undress me. I can't wait to be naked for you Jethro, ready and willing for you to pleasure me as only you can. I yearn to feel your hands caress my breasts, and grasp my bottom as you thrust yourself deeply inside me. Your tongue no doubt gives me more pleasure than I can describe, slowly nibbling my neck, gently sucking my nipples, but the one sensation I love the most is when you take the time to kiss your way up my thighs, teasing me...letting my breath catch in my throat before you taste me, these are the things I think about when I'm getting dressed, when I'm working, when I'm driving...sometimes it seems you are all I can think about. Sometimes I surprise myself that I have sex on the brain so much. It's like I'm a horny schoolgirl or something, but maybe that's another fantasy for another time.
Rest assured Jethro, that tonight isn't all about me. Or any night for that matter. Our lovemaking is never about your or I. It is about us. I will make tonight and every night worth your while. I will revel in your pleasure as well, massaging your neck, kissing you slowly, letting my hands wander down the waistband of your boxers, feeling your cock harden as I stroke it gently, first with my hands, then my mouth. We will of course, make love. You and I two separate people becoming one for a brief moment in time. These moments are what I cherish the most. I cannot wait to see you upstairs."
Love,
Katie
Jethro set the letter back down on his workbench and took a deep breath. He was already semi-hard and it was going to take a lot of concentration to get upstairs.
Jethro found the bedroom door slightly ajar, Kate waiting for him on the bed as promised in a nightie.
"Enjoy your letter?" Kate asked coyly as Jethro knelt on the edge of the bed.
"Yes." Jethro managed to whisper hoarsely as he leaned down to kiss Kate.
