A/N: This chapter is where the rating changes to M :)
Chapter 21 – Giving In
Gibbs staggered, taking Abby with him as they stumbled towards the wall in his bedroom. She was pinned underneath him, the solid weight of him immediately sending her hormones spiralling out of control, spurred on further by his rough hands sliding under her shirt.
Abby ran her trembling fingers through his silver hair, drawing his face nearer to hers. The collision of their lips was desperate and hungry, both of them searching to satisfy a desire long restrained. Abby let out a gratified moan as her tongue slipped between his lips. The tension in her had slowly been building over the last several days with each touch and every kiss, and as Gibbs held her head in place trying to take control, she knew this time her need for him would be almost impossible to ignore.
For several moments Abby allowed him to take the lead before fastening her hands onto his backside and pulling him closer. Gibbs' groan as he thrust his hips into her caused them to break the kiss and in the silence of the room the only sounds that could be heard were their mirroring gasps for breath.
"Are you sure you're ready for this?" she mumbled against his lips feeling his hips rotating against hers.
"I need you, we've waited long enough."
Gibbs sought out the spider web tattoo on her neck and traced it with his tongue, licking in rhythm with the grinding of his hips into her. Abby could feel the bulge contained within his pants against her and let her head fall back against the wall, giving in to the sensations his mouth and body were stirring up in her.
"You might have healed a bit, but I'm pretty sure you still don't have the strength for us to do this against the wall," she breathed.
She nudged him towards the bed, her hands on his ass keeping them close as they took each step. Gibbs lifted her sweater over her head, the t-shirt of his that she wore quickly following it. He kissed his way over the swell of each breast, burying his face in the valley of her cleavage, his hands holding firmly onto her waist as he kissed every exposed inch.
Abby let go of his backside to undo her bra, Gibbs slipping it off as his mouth sealed over one of her nipples. She gasped at the feel of him tonguing the sensitive bud, his fingers rolling the other nipple at the same time.
Unable to keep herself from his skin anymore, Abby reached for the bottom of his t-shirt. Still not wanting to be too rough with him, she paused when his arms stopped her from going any further and removing it.
"Gibbs," she moaned, feeling his hand at the zipper of her jeans. "I need some help getting your t-shirt off."
With one last flick of each nipple under his tongue, Gibbs drew back from her to allow her to lift the t-shirt over his head. Even with the bandages removed, and the wounds on his torso looking better, Abby didn't want him to be too physical and risk all the healing that had taken place. She knew he'd want to be as dominant in bed as he tried to be with everything else, and she couldn't wait to be completely at his mercy, but this time she fully intended on taking control.
A rush of heat and moisture centred between her legs under his lustful gaze, which wandered over her body, his hands seeking out her zipper once more and teasingly lowering it. Abby reached out to cup him through the front of his tented sweatpants, feeling the hard length of him as her fingers glided up and down.
Gibbs slipped his fingers under the waistband of her jeans and panties, slowly easing them down her legs to pool around her ankles. He took a step back, his darkened eyes taking in the sight of her. Abby's heart beat soared and she shivered under his intense stare, her body now completely bare to him.
Taking hold of her hips, his strong fingers glided over her soft skin as he tried to memorize every detail of her with his eyes. "You're even more beautiful than I imagined, Abbs."
While Abby had seen a significant amount of Gibbs' naked skin over the last several days, he'd been left with only fantasies that his mind had created of what was hidden under her clothes. Falling asleep next to her each night he'd been so tempted to do more than just hold her. It was the visions of what her soft curves might feel like under his hands that had helped give him the strength to try and push away the nightmares that threatened to pervade his sleep.
Sliding her hands into the sides of Gibbs' sweatpants Abby pushed them down, her eyes narrowing in on the front of his boxers. Noticing him twitch under her scrutiny she no longer felt like she couldn't openly stare at him. He was hers in every way possible.
Hooking a finger into the front of his boxers Abby pulled him closer and lowered the material over his erection. She heard Gibbs' frustrated groan as she slipped the last remaining piece of clothing from his body, her fingers trailing down his legs and never once letting her eyes wander from the straining organ now in her view.
Standing back up to her full height, Abby held her breath at finally being able to see all of him, something she never would have believed could happen a week ago. She took a moment to stand in front of him, their skin bare and their emotions so open and vulnerable that Abby found herself at a loss what to say. She was captivated by his nakedness and so completely overwhelmed by the desire she saw reflected back at her.
Gibbs' fingers ghosted up the inside of her creamy thighs and Abby parted her legs slightly, a silent plea for where she wanted him to touch her. But Gibbs already knew, because he was aching to touch her as well. He wanted to see her lose control and come apart under his caresses.
The slow tortuous movements of his hands over her thighs faltered when Abby took his rigid cock into her hand, lightly stroking her fingers along his length as he thrust into her touch. Gibbs groaned, propelling his hips forward, ignoring the flexing of his healing muscles as he gave himself up to the escalating arousal her fingers were creating.
The sight of him taking pleasure from her, one hand gripping her hip as the other neared her moist depths almost pushed Abby over the edge. He teased her slick swollen folds with two fingers, eliciting a strangled moan from her as she tried to remain coherent enough to keep massaging him when he pushed his fingers deeper inside her.
"Gibbs...wait..." she gasped, her hand moving from his hardness to grab onto his waist for support when his thumb began to circle her clit.
Abby could feel her orgasm building, the heavy ache in her lower belly narrowing to a deep pulse between her legs as Gibbs continued to stroke his fingers in and out of her. She was so close, her body crying out for him to finish her off, to find the relief she'd wanted him to give her for so long, but after everything they'd talked about she didn't want this to just be about her.
She needed Gibbs to be buried inside her, their first time had to be about them both, about what they'd gone through together and strengthening what they had. Abby wanted their bodies to be joined as they took their next step towards a future together.
"Need you inside me..."she panted for air frantically, her hips still grinding against his hand. "This is all about us, not just me."
Gibbs slowly withdrew his fingers and Abby sighed at the loss of contact, framing his face in her hands to kiss him. She gently sought entrance into his mouth, the kiss gaining in intensity with each stroke of her tongue against his.
As much as she wanted to keep on kissing him, Abby needed more, to feel him filling her...completing her, as their bodies moved together. Breaking away from his lips she took Gibbs' hand and climbed onto the bed, urging him to follow as she lay down in the center.
Wanting Gibbs to put the least amount of pressure on his body she instructed him to lie on his back and straddled his hips. As Abby looked down at him underneath her, any control over her desire for him disintegrated. She'd reined herself in for days and that waiting had only added to her need for him, but now there would be no more holding back.
Sliding down his legs, she avoided his injured knee and took him into her hand again, massaging the fully hardened length of him. Abby could tell he was getting closer to his climax but before she gave them both what they wanted, she needed to taste him.
Licking over the head of his erection, she let the pearly beads of moisture sit on her tongue for a moment before taking the tip of him into her mouth and sucking gently. Slowly she slid her lips along him, just far enough so she could feel the head of his cock cradled against her tongue.
"Abby," he growled from above her, "you keep going and I'm not gonna be able to stop myself."
Letting him slip from her mouth, she grinned impishly and moved back up his body. Placing one hand on the bed next to his side, she let Gibbs help steady her hips as she guided him inside her. Gradually easing down on him, her eyes drifted shut and her lips parted to let a moan of pleasure escape. With each inch of him that pushed inside her, Abby felt her walls ripple and stretch to his size.
When he was buried to the hilt she sat up to her full height on top of him, Gibbs' strong hands holding her hips still. Opening her eyes she circled her hips once, trying to generate some friction between their joined bodies as he throbbed inside her.
Looking down on Gibbs and the bruises and cuts that covered him, Abby knew that this first time together meant so much to both of them. Things could have turned out so differently and she couldn't be anything but grateful that from such pain and heartache, something so joyful was taking place between them.
"I love you," she whispered, the feel of his skin under her fingertips as she traced softly over his chest and the snug feel of him inside her all seeming surreal.
"I love you too, Abbs, more than my next breath."
She believed him. All through his abduction and into his recovery, Gibbs had always put her above himself. It was a selfless love, unlike she'd ever experienced before, and she never wanted to let it, or him, go.
Feeling Gibbs thrust his hips up, Abby took his not so subtle hint and grinned at him. He was so hot and hard inside her, she never wanted to forget what this felt like, their bodies pulsing and perfectly fitting together. For so long she'd tried to imagine what being with him would be like, but not even her most vivid and erotic fantasies had even come close to this.
Rising up, Abby began to ride him, taking him in over and over as her moans and deep breathing became louder and more erratic. Wanting to avoid putting any pressure on his chest, she alternated between using her legs to propel her up and down his length and leaning forward to grip onto the mattress and drive her lower body down on him.
Gibbs kept his firm hold on her hips as he stroked into her, one of his hands moving between her legs every now and then so he could flick her clit with his finger. She watched as his passion heavy gaze drifted between her breasts and where their bodies were joined, eventually lifting his eyes to lock onto hers.
The slowness of her movements was soon overcome by their need, Gibbs thrusting up as much as his body would allow and Abby picking up her pace as she undulated sinuously above him.
The bed rocked underneath them as she picked up more momentum, hoping that Gibbs' injuries were alright to cope with the amount of movement. The look of passion on his face however, and the way he continued to try and push up deeper into her gave Abby the reassurance she needed.
"Oh god..." she ground out. "Jethro...I'm gonna..."
Abby felt her orgasm start to rip through her, her body crying out for release as her internal muscles started to tighten around him. She sank down on him several more times, his name bursting from between her lips in a scream of pleasure as her back arched and her whole body trembled around him.
Gibbs surprised her when he rolled them over, his hands clutching onto her hips tightly in an effort to stay inside her. Readjusting himself, he leaned all his weight on his arms and hands, which rested on either side of Abby's shoulders.
She continued to shudder and ripple around him, every cell in her body still at a heightened state as Gibbs began stroking into her from his new position on top of her.
"Gibbs..." It was a half hearted attempt at a protest which came out as more of a moan, his hardness sliding in and out of her while her quivering flesh tried to calm from her orgasm.
She didn't have long to worry about him hurting himself because with a few more powerful thrusts Gibbs' body tensed, his hips driving into her with a force she thought he'd be incapable of. He groaned her name into her neck as he came, shockwaves rolling through him as his upper body collapsed off to the side of Abby.
For several moments all that could be heard in the quiet room was the sound of their combined deep breathing. Abby's arms wove around his back, soothing his skin with light touches. She loved feeling the weight of him on top of her and having him still buried inside her.
"You okay?" she asked softly when he hadn't moved, worried that he'd injured himself.
"Guess I got a little carried away," he chuckled, kissing his way across her bare shoulder in between gasps for air.
"You didn't hurt yourself did you?"
"I'm okay, Abbs...might be a little sore tomorrow, but it was more than worth it."
Rolling off her, Gibbs nestled her into his side, lifting his head off the pillow to draw her into a tender kiss. His lips slowly swept over Abby's, teasing and gently tugging, reassuring her that he hadn't hurt himself.
"You think a soak in the bath might help?" Abby asked, breaking the kiss and laying her head on his shoulder, her fingers lightly skimming over his chest.
"Depends, you gonna join me to wash and massage some of my aching muscles?" Gibbs' hand ran up and down her spine, curving over ass when she tilted her face up to press her lips to his again.
Abby smiled brightly, unable to hide her happiness. "With an offer like that I can hardly refuse can I?"
TBC...one more chapter to go...