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Warning: Explicit content, bad language, dirty talk.

Chapter 10

Ianthe unlocked her door, at 9pm the next night. The arrest had gone off without a hitch, but she was exhausted. She just wanted to pet her dog, take a scalding hot bath, and go to sleep. She noticed the light was on, as soon as she opened the door. Her alarm was not reset, either. She sighed, tiredly. She was not ready to see Jethro tonight!

"That you, Ianthe?" Jethro called. Before she could answer, Cloony came crashing into her, sending her to the floor.

"Oof! There's my big boy! Mummy missed you, Cloony bear! Yes she did, yes she did!" She said, in babytalk. Cloony was barking excitedly, jumping around and wagging his tail.

Gibbs grinned at the adorable picture she made. He had missed her immensely while she was gone. He was a little disconcerted how much, in truth. "Glad to see you home. How was the case?" He asked, after she got up and went over to sit on the couch.

"Good. Exhausting. I am SO glad to be home." She said, leaning her head back onto the sofa, and closing her eyes.

Gibbs leaned down, kissing her unsuspecting lips. "Missed you. Maybe tomorrow we can get dinner, or have a movie night?" He asked, wondering why she was so stiff.

Ianthe huffed. "Are you sure you don't already have a date? I would hate for you to double book." She said, slightly sarcastically.

Gibb's was completely taken aback by her words, and attitude. 'What on Earth?' He wondered. "What are you talking about, Ianthe? Are you saying you want to see other people?" He asked, in dread.

Ianthe raised her eyebrow at him, then narrowed her eyes. "If it's good for the goose, it's good for the gander." She said, tartly. "Don't you remember? I interrupted your date when I called to check on the dog." She asked.

"I was not on a date! Why do you think that?" Gibbs said, shocked at the accusation.

Ianthe furrowed her brow. "I heard a woman laughing, and music. It sounded very date-like to me. Then I recalled that we never talked about being exclusive, so you can do whatever you want." She said, thinking back on that phone call. Had she jumped to conclusions?

Gibbs ran his hand over his face. Was that what all of this was about? "I swear, Thee. I was not on a date. My team and I stopped to get a drink on the way home, after closing a difficult case. I have a couple of female team members, so I don't know who was laughing. It was almost certainly Abby, but I'm not sure. She is like a daughter or niece to me." Jethro said, putting his arm around her shoulders.

Ianthe looked hopeful, and slightly chagrined. "So, you are not dating anyone else? If not, do you want to?" She asked, haltingly.

Gibbs gave her an earnest look. "Of course not. To both questions." He grinned, wryly. "I have thought of nothing but you, since you have been gone, gorgeous. I want you all to myself." He said, leaning in to stroke her cheek.

Ianthe leaned into the touch, eyes fluttering shut. "I am sorry. I jumped to conclusions, and I shouldn't have. Can you forgive me?" She asked, looking up at him through her long lashes.

"Absolutely. After you grovel." Gibbs said, smirking at her.

Ianthe gave him a wicked grin, then slid gracefully off of the couch, and onto her knees in front of him. Jethro sucked in a sudden breath. "Is this what you had in mind?" She asked impishly, while running her hands slowly up Jethro's legs. "You have me on my knees."

"God, Ianthe! You look so sexy." He said, voice deep with sudden desire. Gibbs hardened quickly, her hands on his inner thighs finishing the job.

"Let me make it up to you?" She asked, laying her head on his leg, and looking up at him with those damn eyes of hers.

"Hmmm. How could I possibly refuse an offer like that?" He asked, voice low. His breathing quickened, as her thumbs traveled closer to his erection. Their slow progression killing him.

By the time her hand stroked him through his pants, he was breathing heavily, his eyes locked with hers. She started tugging his track bottoms down, and he helped her by raising his hips off of the couch.

"That's it, baby. Just relax. Let me take care of you." Ianthe said, as his cock sprang out.

"Ianthe. Please." He begged, placing his hand on the back of her head, and pushing her closer.

She leaned forward, keeping eye contact all the while. Her tongue flicked across the head, catching a bead of moisture that was running down.

Gibbs breathed in sharply, closing his eyes in pleasure. He opened them quickly, just in time to see her start whorshipping his cock with her hot mouth. "Mmm." She hummed, sucking the head in, and gripping the base.

"Fuck! Baby, that feels...Yes! Like that." Gibbs babbled, as she sucked him in as far as she could. He started thrusting shallowly, while cupping the back of her head. Ianthe started cupping his balls with her free hand, handling them carefully. "Ah! So good!"

Ianthe was getting super hot and bothered. The noises he was making, and the feel of his manhood in her mouth were turning her on, big time.

"Want you so bad, Thee. Need to fuck you, please." Gibbs rasped out. As hot as this was, he had been thinking about how she felt around his cock since they had sex the first time. He also wanted to make her come, too.

Ianthe released him with a pop, sitting back. "You don't want to come in my mouth?" She asked, voice hoarse.

Gibbs moaned, then gripped her arms, pulling her up, then standing. "Some other time, love. I've been dying to feel you around me." Jethro said, unzipping her pants and pulling them and her panties down around her knees. "Face the back of the couch. Get on your knees, then lean forward. Hold on tight." He said, helping her get where he wanted her. He put his knee between her legs on the couch, and thrusted two fingers into her dripping pussy.

"I'm ready, Jethro. Please." She moaned, thrusting into his fingers.

"So wet and ready for me." He said, replacing his fingers with the tip of his erection. He gripped her shoulders tightly, then thrusted into her, swiftly. Jethro started thrusting immediately, moaning at her velvet wetness clenching him tightly.

"Oh! Yes, harder!" Ianthe screamed, thrusting back on his large cock. She was desperate to come. He sped up, causing her to flutter around him.

Gibbs reached around with one hand, and started rubbing her clit. The sound of their cries of pleasure, echoed through the room. Minutes later, she was coming, shuddering from the release of tension. Gibbs followed soon after, finally letting himself go.

As they came down, Ianthe chuckled.

Gibbs opened one eye, and asked; " What's funny?"

"I'm just wondering if we will ever make it to a bed." Ianthe said, shaking her head.