A/N: After where the last chapter ended I couldn't keep you all waiting too long...hope it's worth the wait!

Chapter 11

When they reached the cabin, Gibbs threw their clothes in through the open door not caring where they landed. Standing on the nearly finished porch he framed Abby's face in his hands, and tenderly sealed his mouth over hers. "I'm sorry I took so long." His words as he spoke vibrated against her lips, the sensation sending tiny pulses ricocheting through every cell in her body.

Abby breathed heavily. She could feel heat radiating from his body, her thoughts wandering to the heat they were about to generate between them. "You don't have anything to be sorry about, it had to happen when we were both ready."

They were still wet from being in the water and Abby could feel the cool air starting to chill her skin. Gibbs noticed her shiver and went inside to get a towel to dry her off. Slowly he rubbed the soft fluffy fabric over her. Starting with her hair he worked his way downwards, teasing her when reached between her legs. Abby gasped at the friction he created, holding onto his shoulders to steady herself.

When Gibbs finished drying her, he stood up to his full height and Abby took the towel from him, kissing his skin intermittently while she dried him. She took hold of his hand and led him over to the hammock, placing the towel down on it and reversing their positions so Gibbs had his back to it.

She slid her hands into the back of his boxers, slowly smoothing up and down over the two soft globes of his backside. Gliding her fingers around to the front, with one hand she began to stroke him, the other trying to push the wet material down his legs. Gibbs lifted his hips up and forward, encouraging her to keep going with her caresses. Abby felt him swell under her touch but when she struggled to get rid of his boxers with only one hand free she released him from her grasp.

With the use of two hands the offending piece of material was soon removed to reveal Gibbs in his full naked glory. She couldn't help but take in the sight of him, he was one hundred percent pure hard male and he was about to be all hers. Abby couldn't remember ever wanting anyone as much as she wanted him.

Using the towel she wiped away the remnants of sand and dried the dampness from where his boxers had been, her actions sending blood rushing to his already engorged cock. Gibbs threw the towel over his shoulder and pulled her closer. Unclasping her bra he dried her exposed breasts before re-moistening her soft skin with his mouth. His lips closed over one of her nipples, his hands holding her waist as he sucked on the hardening bud before moving his attention to the other one. Abby couldn't contain the groan that escaped as he continued to tease and roll his tongue around each of the sensitive tips.

Letting his hands drift lower, Gibbs dragged her one remaining piece of clothing down over her hips. Abby knew she was wet, but it wasn't until she felt him pull her underwear down to feel the cool air swirl around her that she realized just how heated, wet and swollen she was. She was so close, all he had to do was look at her or touch her again and Abby knew she would have trouble trying to stop the orgasm that was about to crash through her.

Gibbs dried her off just as she had done with him, but avoided the one place she wanted him to touch her. She whimpered in frustration as he let the towel drop, not realizing it was for him to kneel on as he lowered himself in front of her. Seconds later he had her ass cupped in his hands and his tongue was delving into the depths of her slickened folds. Abby cried out at the contact, moving her legs further apart and thrusting her hips towards his face, her hands tangling in his hair.

Reaching up and taking hold of her wrists, Gibbs pulled back from her and manoeuvred her so she was sitting down on the hammock with her legs hanging off the side. "Lay back," he softly instructed her, running his hands over her thighs.

Abby smiled, both in excitement and relief; the same man who had only hours ago struggled to tell her how he felt about her was about to show her just how deep his feelings were. She leaned forward to kiss Gibbs' forehead, threading her fingers through his hair before she laid back. Gibbs took a hold of both of her knees and lifted them over his shoulders burying his face between her thighs again. Sliding his hands underneath her he used the weight of her body to start swaying the hammock lightly. As his lips and tongue discovered every aroused inch of her Abby lifted her aching flesh closer to him, loving the feeling of his mouth as it worked in unison with the sway of the hammock to caress over wetness.

Her hands sought out something to grip onto as she fought back her climax, not ready to give up the sweet torture he was inflicting on her. Stretching her arms out Abby grabbed onto the edge of the hammock, clenching onto it tightly as she instinctively tried to thrust up against Gibbs' probing tongue. "Oh God, Gibbs..." she moaned, wanting the tightly coiled spring within her to just let go, but reluctant to have him remove his mouth.

Just as Abby felt the tightening pull in her groin, Gibbs' tongue flicked over her clit and she lost it. Screaming out his name she gave up to the convulsions that ran through her body, every muscle tensing and releasing as her entire world blacked out everything but Gibbs.

When she had regained some of her focus Abby managed to sit up and slide off the hammock into his waiting arms. Gibbs eased himself all the way down onto the towel, and brought Abby with him onto his lap. Gasping for breath against his neck she nuzzled and kissed him, her hot breath mixing with his as she drew him into a kiss despite her need for oxygen. "Now I'm sorry we took so long," she grinned leaning into him.

Gibbs smiled and kissed her forehead, giving her a moment to steady her breathing. "You want me to get you a blanket?" he asked wrapping his arms securely around her. "Or you wanna go inside?"

Abby shook her head and looked back up at the hammock. The cloth it was made from seemed relatively sturdy but Abby wasn't sure how comfortable it would be for Gibbs since she intended for him to be underneath her. "No, though a blanket might be an idea to put over the hammock."

Gibbs nodded and helped her to her feet then struggled to stand up himself. He looked so aroused that she wondered if he was in pain. Abby patted him on the cheek tenderly. "I'll get the blanket, you sit down," she hurried inside and grabbed the first blanket she could find before returning to Gibbs.

When she got back outside he was sitting on the edge of the hammock and she threw the blanket out behind him. Gently easing him onto his back she made sure one of his legs stayed hanging over the side to keep them stable. "Don't want to have any sudden mishaps," she said climbing on top of him unsteadily, "I like everything just as it is."

Gibbs held the hammock relatively steady as she finally straddled him. Abby could feel his erection digging into her stomach as she lay down on top of him and it sent a renewed jolt of desire to her already quivering loins. Kissing her way up his chest she whispered, "I want you so much."

"Want you too, Abby." Gibbs helped her rise up over his body, Abby gripping his hips with her knees and lifting herself above him. The hammock dipped slightly in the middle and swayed due to the added pressure and Gibbs eyes' widened as he tried to steady it. "Slowly," he teased, guiding her down onto his thick hardness. Inch by blissful inch she took him inside.

Abby's heart was racing as Gibbs gradually penetrated her, his hands clasped firmly on her hips. Her muscles rippled as he stretched her, pushing in deeper until he was as far as he could go. With her legs either side of him, Abby splayed her hands out on his chest, her back arching and her mouth falling open as she let her body adjust to his size. He felt so good inside her, buried to the hilt. The feeling of finally being joined with the man she had loved for so long made her dizzy. The sight of his naked body, the ecstasy of having his mouth on her had been more than she'd ever hoped for, but this was like a dream.

Gibbs' eyes were clouded over with passion and she was well aware of just how close to release he was. Her body was still heightened from her first orgasm and she doubted it was going to take much for her second one to wash over her. Not only did she have all her pent up sexual frustrations from the last several days to work out, she had years worth of longing that would keep her state of arousal constant for weeks and months to come.

"You're gonna have to do most the work Abbs," Gibbs said his fingers gripping onto her hips tighter. "You sure you don't want to do this somewhere else?"

Abby kissed him full on the mouth, her tongue snaking out and whirling around his. "Not moving, Gibbs," she grinned against his lips. "Didn't you say something yesterday about making this a memorable stay?"

"I did say that didn't I?" He shifted under her and that was all Abby needed to start moving on top of him.

Using his chest to support her, Abby began to gently ride him. Each time she slid along his hard length the hammock rebounded slightly. The springs that held it attached to the posts squeaked under the pressure and Abby hoped it would take their weight combined with their movements; it could be painful for them both if it collapsed.

"God, this thing is bouncy," she gasped, her movements somewhat awkward.

"Your idea, Abbs," Gibbs smirked.

Continuing to take him in Abby kept her movements slow and regular, eventually finding the right rhythm to not hurt either of them. The slight bounce of the hammock as it moved in time with their bodies intensified each time she thrust against Gibbs and more than once she had to remind herself to go slow.

Gibbs' fingers spread out from her hips to curve around her backside and keep her pace steady. It was exactly what she had envisioned his hands doing to her when she'd seen him gripping onto the support beam the day before and she groaned at the recollection. That masculine and sexy body that she had tried for days to stop thinking about was now underneath her and deep inside her.

Abby's whole being was focused on the feel of Gibbs sliding in and out of her. It had seemed like a lifetime she'd waited to be with him like this, bonded in every possible way. As much as his body excited her, it was about the connection they shared on every level. Abby knew she'd never been in love like this. She leaned forward to kiss him, her tongue curling around his and drawing out a guttural moan from deep in his throat.

The hammock continued to sway slightly and Gibbs did his best to hold it steady but it was obvious he was fixated by her movements; entranced by the sight of her wrapped around him. He let the momentum from her actions guide him into her, his fevered moans rivalling hers as she watched him slowly start to crumble underneath her. Her fingertips dug into his chest and he heaved with each breath, his neck cording as every part of him screamed to let go.

Rocking against him Abby started to clench her internal muscles around him, gripping him with each deep stroke inside her and urging him closer to his release. She leaned forward to kiss him again and angled her hips lower, the downward pressure of her grinding against him increasing the movement of the hammock. Gibbs' leg tightened, his foot gripping the deck in an attempt to stop it from swaying and not wanting to hurt her.

"Abby..." Barely audible, she didn't know whether it was a warning or a plea, but then from between his parted lips he whispered the words she'd been waiting to hear. "I love you, Abbs."

His declaration along with the friction of their bodies was enough to send Abby spiralling towards her peak. She pounded down on him twice more, the hammock bouncing and forcing Gibbs into her harder, her strangled cry echoing off the hills in the secluded bay. As she fell forward Gibbs bit down gently on her shoulder to muffle his own groan. He spilled into her, throbbing as her body clenched around him.

"I love you too," she said softly, pressing soft kisses to his neck and jaw. "More than anything."

The gentle swaying of the hammock slowed and then ceased as Abby lay sprawled on top of him, not yet ready to break the physical connection of their bodies. Tiny tremors continued to run through her body, a satisfied sigh leaving her when Gibbs wrapped his arms around her cooling body.

From the moment they'd kissed out in the water, Gibbs had more or less let her control the situation, and by him doing that Abby knew he was giving himself up to her. She couldn't wait to be on the receiving end of his dominance in bed, but this time it had been more about trust. It was his way of telling her he trusted her with where their relationship was going. After the turmoil of the previous days it meant so much to her that he would give all of his control to her.

As the sun descended behind the horizon darkness fell around them and Abby shivered when the temperature started to drop.

"Time to go inside," Gibbs said, trying to sit up and reposition Abby so they didn't fall off the hammock.

Once they were safely standing Gibbs put his arm around her shoulders and Abby snuggled into his side, still excited by the feel of his naked skin against hers. He turned the light on and closed the door behind them, kissing her briefly before he gathered up his black hoodie and a pair of her sweatpants. "Why don't you go have a shower and warm up a little? I'll make you some coffee and something to eat."

Abby smiled at him and took the clothes, clutching them to her chest. "You don't wanna join me in the shower?" she asked mischievously.

"Don't wanna wear you out," he smirked. "Trying to take care of you remember?"

As much as she wanted him to shower with her she couldn't help but love him for wanting to look after her. Just as he always did. She felt him watching her as he quickly went into the bathroom to clean up then put on a fresh pair of boxers and slip a t-shirt over his head. He kissed her as they passed through the bathroom doorway, his eyes following her naked form.

Unsure whether to leave the door open or not while she had a shower, in the end Abby decided to leave it open half way as an invitation for him to come in if he changed his mind. Turning on the water, she stepped in and let the heated spray warm her and wash Gibbs' essence from her skin. She couldn't believe what had happened, what was happening, between them. In every way he completed her, she felt like he was the missing part of her soul. Emotionally they had been connected for years but with the physical bond now forming beyond simple kisses and hugs she was starting to feel whole. So much had changed since this morning when she'd woken up in an empty bed, longing for him in the way she'd just experienced him.

TBC...