The drive was unremarkable, save to say that the need for physical contact was overpowering. If they weren't holding hands, they were touching in some other way. When they arrived at Kate's, they untwined their fingers to exit the car only to wrap an arm around each other, despite the heat. Tony dropped his keys in Kate's free hand so she wouldn't have to fish through her handbag. She opened the doors, and once inside her apartment she put his keys in the tray where she normally set hers and set her handbag next to it, while he set the bag he'd been carrying near the hall. This slight bit of domesticity only served to increase the sexual tension already at a fever pitch. Tony reached out a hand and captured the one Kate extended in response. They drew together and once again lips met: hungry, questing, savoring.
For Kate, this was not enough now. Her hands slipped down to the front of Tony's shirt, and she began to work the buttons loose. Slowly at first, and then with greater urgency, until she freed the last of them. She tugged the material free of his slacks and heard him groan against her open mouth. Spreading the covering wide she gently placed her hands on his broad, muscled chest, then let them drift aimlessly over the soft skin and felt her fingers slip through the silky curls. Finding her hands on his abdomen, she pressed a little harder and slid them up, then around to his sides and back down, finally resting just above the waistband of his pants. She could feel how ragged his breathing had become, she knew hers had as well. She curved her fingers in the waistband and pulled him against her.
Make love to me, Tony. I want you to make love to me now. She whispered the words against his mouth, but she knew that they were clear enough to be heard. She also left him no doubt that she truly wanted this with him.
She felt his arm curve underneath her backside and begin to lift her. Instinct made her wrap her legs around his waist as he did so. She heard another groan and then a shiver tickled her spine when his husky voice warmed her ear. It will be my pleasure to make love to you, Kate. I'm going to enjoy every minute of making love to you. His emphasis on those words struck something in the very core of her being and sent out rays of white-hot desire.
She let her head fall back as he carried her, feeling their bodies bump and sway together. Gently he lowered her to the floor beside her bed. Opening her eyes, wanting to watch him watch her, she reached for the zipper on her skirt. His hands caught her arms and stopped her.
That's my job, Honey. Just relax and let me take care of everything you need. As his low, sexy voice drifted over her, his hands replaced hers on the skirt's fastener. The item dropped to the floor as he released the zipper, and she watched him raise an eyebrow.
Poor Kate, a slip and pantyhose. You must be dying with all those layers! Well, let's just slide this silky little thing off... there. Now, he growled, let's get that hose off!
By now Kate was certain her body temperature exceeded the air temperature outside. Her skin was flushed, and the minute Tony pushed her pantyhose past a certain point, there would be absolutely no doubt about her state of arousal. She felt the waistband of the hated covering stretch, and then his hands slid along her bottom. Her mostly bare bottom, since she'd been daring and worn thong underwear today.
It was low and drawn out.
She loved the feel of his hands on her.
Something you want to tell me? That husky tone in his voice only made her hotter still.
Why don't you just finish your strip search, Agent DiNozzo? I promise you'll like what you find. The look she gave him told him when she dressed this morning she'd wanted him.
His eyes stayed locked with hers as he swept the nylon fabric down her legs, gently sliding them off her feet. He brushed his hands back up the sides of her body catching them under her red silk tank and lifting it over her head, then dropping it atop the charcoal skirt. She stood there proudly in the lacy bra and matching thong, glad now that she'd kept the gift from her sister. Tony's eyes devoured every line and curve of her, his mouth curved in a grin of delight and appreciation.
Honey, you're so beautiful! He caressed her breast, flicking his thumb over her nipple. She sucked in a sharp breath. Unable to stop herself, wanting to display herself for this man, she lifted her arms over her head and arched her back. Silently she begged him to finish undressing her.
Kate, you don't have to... Tony reached for her, but she stepped out of his grasp and gave him a wicked grin.
I want to. I like the way you look at me. She strutted around him giving him an excellent view of all her assets in their tantalizing wrapping. She was not surprised to hear a low growl from the object of her teasing. She leaned close to him, as if to kiss him, but pulled back just before. Instantly two very strong arms captured her.
Careful, Kate. I'm only human. His voice was low and thick with need.
So am I, Tony. I don't have a problem with slow, but I need you. Tony, I need you.
His mouth claimed hers, their kisses became crushing, bruising. His fingers worked the clasp on the lacy prison confining her breasts. She let out a sigh of pure pleasure as the garment was finally stripped and cast aside. Her fingers had not been idle either, his belt buckle, button and zipper were all undone and she now had her hands positioned to remove the last of Tony's clothes. Breaking the kiss, he grabbed her hands with one of his and flung the bed covers back with the other. He swept his own clothes off and yanked the scrap of underwear that remained on her. She gloried in the view he presented, found herself desperate to possess the man before her. She slid onto the bed, taking his hand and pulling him down to her. But he would not be rushed. His mouth, God, his glorious mouth, traveled every inch of her body. She whimpered and cried and begged for him, but he refused to let her writhing and pleading distract him from his determination to thoroughly taste everything her body had to offer. Finally, when she thought she'd die from need, she found that their bodies did indeed fit together perfectly. His talent as a lover brought out the wild side in her and together they drove each other to the edge of insanity and beyond, pleading cries turning to ones of satisfaction as spent and shaking bodies slowly nestled together.
Kate slowly focused on the world around her, amazed to see there was still daylight outside her window. She lifted one hand and ran it through the strands of Tony's beautiful, soft hair. He tilted his head up to look at her, their eyes met and their lips were drawn together for a deep but tender kiss. The harsh sound of a cell phone interrupted the moment.
Is that yours or mine? Tony mumbled against her lips.
Yours. Mine's in my purse in the other room.
He leaned over Kate and tried to reach his pants on the floor, moving as little as possible. By the time he retrieved the garment they were both laughing.
he answered, then mouthed to Kate, It's Gibbs.
DiNozzo, where have you been? This is the second time I've called. And I've tried Kate three times and she hasn't answered either! You have some results from your searches.
Sorry, Boss. Guess the cell signal isn't all that good here. Kate, did you hear your phone ring? Tony bit his lip to keep from laughing.
No, I didn't. Sorry, Gibbs! she called, then clapped a hand over her mouth to smother her giggles.
We'll be in as soon as we finish up... dinner. Shouldn't take too long. Tony couldn't look at Kate at all now.
he stated before disconnecting.
Tony closed the phone and the two broke into laughter. Sorry, Boss, I didn't hear the phone because I was busy having the best sex of my life!
Of your life, eh? I like that. And, we'll be in after we finish dinner'? If that's dinner, I'm having that every night!
He held her by the waist and rolled over bringing her to rest on top of him. Gladly, Honey. But first, did I miss anything? Because I would hate for you to leave unsatisfied.
Unsatisfied? No, no problems there. Once we're done at work though, you could probably try and scratch that itch again... She grinned.
He brought her down close so he could kiss her. Then he whispered, I could always scratch it again right now if you wanted, making a suggestive move with his hips.
Her eyes widened, What about Gibbs?
Let him go scratch someone else's itch. You're mine now, Todd.
She laughed at his comment ending with a slow possessive smile of her own. Yeah, and you're mine, DiNozzo. Every tasty bit of you. With that, she climbed off him and the bed and headed for the bathroom.
He rolled onto his side, propping his head on his hand so he could watch the gentle sway of her body as she left the room. Grinning in pleasure and satisfaction, he lay back down and thought about what just happened between them. She was talented; she knew what she wanted and how to get it, and he'd enjoyed that immensely. But there was something more in what they shared; something that hadn't really mattered to him for some time. Looking into Kate's eyes, though, he knew she could feel it, too. He found himself actually wishing for that blackout, hoping it would take out the office so he and Kate could explore this relationship. He heard the shower turn on and he hauled his sated body out of bed.
Damn Gibbs, anyway, he muttered. Then his boss' words as they left the office echoed in his brain. Hey, Kate! he called as he reached the bathroom.
Hearing a muffled reply, he opened the door and stuck his head in. Mind if I come in, Gorgeous?
She pushed open the shower door and gave him a flirtatious look. Not at all, Sexy. But close the door. Sometimes the steam makes the smoke detector go all weird.
Steam? In this heat? Move over, I'm coming in. He stepped past her into the shower and they shifted around in the enclosed space. Hey listen, remember when we left, Gibbs said not to forget our jobs?
Yeah, what of it? She paused, then blurted, Oh, my God -- you don't think he thought we were going to... We were just going for dinner! Kate ducked under his arm, positioning herself under the water to rinse the shampoo from her hair.
Uh-huh. And we ate what, exactly? Honey, I'm starving. It's going to look mighty suspicious if we go in there with take out. And that's assuming we wear the same clothes we wore earlier. Personally, I'd like to put on something fresh. He slid past her slick body, then began to wash her back, laughing when she arched it and all but purred. Not to mention that you, lover, look like the proverbial cat who ate the canary. And a mouse or two and then got a bowl of cream for a reward. He leaned forward and kissed her soapy neck, then moved her back under the spray of water.
Kate stood under the water and ran her eyes over the man before her. She visually stumbled over one part of his magnificent anatomy; not that she didn't get a good look before, but she had to admit she was definitely looking forward to getting to know all of him better. At last, she dragged her eyes back up to his only to be met by a very knowing smirk.
See something you like?
I see something I'd like to know better. Unfortunately there isn't any time right now, so you'd better put that away. She reached out and turned him around, returning the favor of the back scrub. After they'd traded places one last time, a soap-free Kate stepped out and began to towel off. Tony wasn't far behind.
You know, we are going to have to hurry. Gibbs is probably ready to burst a blood vessel. Kate said as she finished drying off.
Or fire us. Tony said quietly. Kate met his eyes. Neither wanted to acknowledge the truth of his words.
