A/N: AGAIN SOME M RATED MATERIAL

Étienne finished his phone calls and turned to Abby.

"Je suis désolé mon Amour. I have turned the phone off. Je suis tout le vôtre. I am all yours."

"Vérité? Well then I would like you naked and inside me. I'm not the least hungry for food. I want you!" She was roused by her memories and meant what she said.

Étienne looked at her wide eyed with surprise. Abby looked up at him through lowered thick lashes. Her husky voice stimulated him. He leaned back and gave her one of his slow crooked smiles. Eyes half lidded he gazed at her and contemplated her offer.

"Vraiment ? Vous me submergez. Mais vous faire honneur nous avons besoin d'un lit, Non?" (Really? You overwhelm me. But to do you justice we need a bed, No?)

"Let's go home. I'll make you lunch later. I went shopping yesterday."

"Perhaps I should encourage you to eat now, what I have in mind might take awhile…" He gave her a lazy smile now and reached for his cigar case.

Abby leaned forward and gave him a full view down her blouse to her breasts while reaching for his hand.

"What goes round comes round chéri…" Her voice husky and eyes shadowed with want. "Don't torment me please."

Étienne looked down at her breasts eyes darkening with lust. He gracefully stood then and threw some money on the table. He took her hand and kissed her palm touching it with his tongue making Abby shiver. He growled deep in his chest when he felt that. He turned to go to their car holding her hand.

"Maison alors. Allons-y ."

Abby started over thinking things as she was wont to do and became uncertain as they walked up to his Mercedes.

"Étienne I don't want to force you or push you into something you don't really want right now."

He looked at her with a veiled expression for a moment, wondering what was bringing this anxiety up. In answer he took her in his arms and began to kiss her as if his life depended on it. Slow, deliberate, open mouthed kisses left her with her knees felling weak and her body vibrating. He pressed her back against the low car and held her there with his body. Within moments she could feel his arousal growing and her own body was throbbing with need.

Totally focused on him and the way he was licking and sucking the side of her throat, she wasn't even aware of being on the street. She moved her hips against his arousal and he thrust hard against her.

He broke contact just as a passing car of students honked and shouted to them:

"Prenez-la maintenant!" (Take her now!)

Abby flushed with embarrassment because she knew she would have done anything to get him inside of her just then. She had had sex in public before but it had been carefully planned not just out there on a car hood. She looked up into Étienne's clear blue eyes and saw amusement there but no embarrassment.

"Je vous aime." (I love you) He told her looking into her eyes now serious.

"I love you too." She managed.

He brought his mouth back down on hers gently then deepened the kiss and tongued her deeply again. He stepped back and gestured to the car with another smile.

"Shall we?"

"Oui! S'il vous plaît!" She smiled back at him and climbed in.

He had her home fairly quickly considering the traffic. He handled the car like it was an extension of himself. Abby let herself out of the car and turned to him. He brushed his lips over hers and guided her to the door with a gentle hand to her back.

She climbed the stairs quickly and heard his footsteps behind her. Her heartbeat seemed to climb to her throat. She felt as excited as she had been that day on the stairs. She turned to climb the stairs to the loft. He followed.

When she reached the loft she stepped into the room and tossed her coat and purse onto the couch. She turned toward him and he was coming toward her. The look on his face was predatory. Her gut dropped and she moaned even as he took her in his arms. His mouth claimed hers, the kiss hard and demanding.

She gasped when he began kissing her. More deep open mouthed kisses followed accompanied by heavy panting on both sides. He was already as thoroughly aroused as she was. He ground his hips to hers. Her head fell back as he moved to her throat and neck without pause.

His hands moved up her shirt and made quick work of her bra. He stroked her back and then drew his body back long enough to draw her shirt over her head. Abby took advantage of his withdrawal to unbutton his shirt. She ran her fingers through his thick chest hair making him growl as he took her lips back.

Étienne moved her gradually backward toward the bed. They basically undressed each other while moving. Clothing was strewn from the stairs to the bed. Abby felt the edge of the mattress against the back of her knees. Étienne bent forward and pressed her down onto the mattress. Abby looked up into his eyes and leaned back onto her hands as she panted trying to catch her breath. He smiled at her, a warm, genuine smile. He leaned over her between her legs and kissed her mouth lingeringly. His hands slid down from her breasts to her hips. Then under her buttocks. His mouth dropped to her breasts, licking and suckling them paying extra attention to the rosy tips of her nipples.

"Ah God…Etienn…please, oh yes please."

Abby fell back onto the bed. Her fingers drifted through his silky hair. Her head arched back so he could reach the hollow of her throat. She felt boneless, her entire body surface tingling with every touch of his mouth. He kneaded her buttocks as he kissed her belly then suddenly he gripped her hips hard enough to leave a mark and pulled them toward him until they were at the edge of the bed. Abby gasped, her eyes wide. Her legs fell apart and he shifted them to his strong shoulders.

He gave her such a look of intense passion that she found herself frozen for a moment and then he dropped to his knees. With his fingers and then his mouth he moved her quickly to a screaming release. Wave after wave of intense ecstasy washed over her and her belly contracted again and again. She clawed the quilt beneath her and sobbed his name.

For Étienne as she flowed quickly toward her orgasm he stroked himself, aware of her low cries and the scent and taste of her driving him to the brink. When she came he nearly did too. He moved to stand between her thighs. He needed to fuck her and the time was now! Abby was panting as he stood up and moaned reaching for him. She needed to be full. She needed his thick cock and his seed.

He moved quickly, pushing her back up from the edge of the bed then taking the dominant position over her. He took her right leg and lifted it to his shoulder again. She was momentarily aware of the wetness of his precum dripping down on her belly as he moved, one knee to the edge of the bed. She slowly reached her finger down wiped it up and put it in her mouth.

Étienne's eyes, a dark blue with lust widened and he snarled with need as he saw her suckle her fingertip. He reached down took his stiff cock and put it in her opening. Lifting her hips with one hand, the other bearing his weight, he managed to put her in such a position that she felt as if he was driving straight through her when he thrust hard.

Abby couldn't help it she cried out his name again. Only Gibbs in her life had been able to bring her to such wild climatic release. She was certain that Love made the difference. Now she was with him yet again as she should be. Her heart and soul belonged to him and him alone. He was her mate , her only, the one true love of her life. Her Étienne was thrusting deep and savagely into her and from his lips she heard her own name in a hoarse growling cry.

There was nothing but the waves of intense pleasure then, she literally went away as her body fulfilled itself. For Étienne, his release sent him into a blissful light and lack of awareness of anything except her pulsing, wet heat and the need to place his seed deep inside of her. He lay partially upon her holding one of her hips, weight on his other hand, as he thrust balls deep into her eager body.

Reality came back slowly for both of them. He made no attempt to leave her body, knowing now that she preferred to naturally separate. He nuzzled her shoulder kissed it then lay his head back down. Abby purred and stroked his back lovingly. Her long legs were still wrapped around his hips. He found he deeply enjoyed the post coital contact. It felt right.

After he had moved to lie beside her they kissed gently, nose nuzzling.

"Hey, have you ever had a butterfly kiss Babe?" She asked lovingly.

"I… think so. Should I try it and see? " He murmured.

"Sure!" She smiled and stroked his cheek softly.

He leaned in toward her and let the memory of doing this with a young girl who had his own eyes take over. He pressed his lips to her cheek and then gently fluttered his right eye lashes against it.

She took his face in her hands and murmured "Perfect."

Kissing him softly she then returned his gesture. They snuggled down together, arms around each other and settled in for a nap.

"Lunch later." Abby murmured to an already sleeping Étienne.