So once again I don't own these charactes, except for jack the idiot, just borrowing , we all know it. A big thanks to everyone who has reviewed, it really is very helpful. And to Jacey05 & TonyZivaFan for all their help.
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Oh not again! Ziva sat tilted back on the kitchen counter, legs parted. On the brink of release, her scream died in her throat. Loud manly cheers sounded in the hallway coupled with incessant doorbell ringing.
Once again Tony's head popped up. "Damn, I forgot. The party"
"Sounds like they got a head start too." Ziva groaned. "Go kick them out." She said.
"It won't take long." Tony gave her a light kiss and pulled her down. "Go hide."
Ziva scooped up her clothes and ran bare bottomed into the bedroom to wait. The strawberry comment had sent Tony over the edge. Before she knew it she was on the counter naked. She'd played him, not that either one of them minded. They'd forgotten all about the party until the doorbell rang.
Ziva was contemplating getting dressed to go see what the hold up was when Tony stuck his head into the bedroom. "I can't get them to leave." He said.
"What do you mean you can't get them to leave? Kick them out!"
She said with a hint of desperation in her voice. This was the third time she'd been interrupted in less than twenty-four hours and she was none too pleased. They had yet to follow through on everything they'd started.
"It's not that easy. We've been planning this for weeks." Tony stated.
"You can't seriously be putting sex and a basketball game into the same category, can you?"
"What am I supposed to tell them, get out I want to sleep with my co worker? Keep it a secret!"
"Point taken. I'll get dressed."
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A temporary hush descended on the living room as Ziva entered. The half dozen or so of Tony's friends unglued their eyes from the set and paused, beers and chips in mid air to stare at her. She knew Jack had told them all about her and now here she was in the flesh, having just walked out of Tony's bedroom. So much for keeping our weekend together a secret.
The men blinked and went back to watching the game with an enthusiasm she usually reserved for sex. This was going to be a long afternoon.
Tony sat next to Jack on the sofa. He twisted around and sent her the DiNozzo smile. "Hey babe! Can I get another beer?"
Ziva scowled at him and made a show of considering it for a moment before opening the fridge and removing a beer. She walked slowly to the sofa and sent Jack a look designed to wither the most determined male. Jack scooted over. Ziva handed Tony the bottle surprised him by sitting in his lap.
His arm went around her waist almost absentmindedly. He slipped his fingers under her blouse and let them rest on her warm skin. Ziva relaxed into his chest with a contented sigh. She waited for Tony's attention to return to the game before pressing her face into his neck. She gave him a small lingering kiss. She felt him shift, trying to block her access to his neck. She kissed him again, her mouth parted against his skin, gently sucking.
He squeezed her breathless in an unspoken "Stop." She did.
Tony had only a second to look relieved before Ziva placed her hand over his grip on his bottle and lifted it to her lips. She took a sip, her pink tongue just grazing the mouth of it.
Tony watched her, dry mouthed. The point of her tongue flicked along the rim of the bottle again and her hand grasped his firmly. "Mm. That's good."
"Stop it." He hissed under his breath.
"Suit yourself." She stood and handed him a throw pillow with a smirk. "I'm going to use your office to call home, alright?"
Tony watched her saunter out of the room and was torn. You didn't just ditch your buddies, but the prospect of sex with Ziva was exciting and fast dissipating. He wondered how on earth he was going to get rid of the gang. Most women he knew would wait for him, would want to wait for him, would beg him for sex. Ziva, he was pretty sure, could whip herself up a satisfying date in a phone call. And she was in the office now.
One look at his friends told him that no one would miss him for a few minutes. He hurried down the hall and ripped the door open and stepped in. She was sitting on his desk. "Took you long enough to get the hint." She said.
He crossed the room in a step. They kissed and he felt his mind go gloriously blank. She tasted slightly of strawberries. Ziva drew him close to her body with her legs. He unbuttoned her brown silk blouse and kissed her directly between her breasts. His mouth moved to her breast and she stopped him. "You'd better not." She said. "I make too much noise if we want to keep this secret."
"Then what are we doing here?"
"This." She said. She unzipped his jeans and slid her hand into his boxers. Her touch was sure and gentle. He leaned against her, his body suddenly weak at her caresses. She brought him near, backed off and brought him near again. It was pay back for the weekend but he didn't mind. His leaned heavily on her as the first tingle of release flooded his body. He didn't have a chance to finish.
"Hey DiNozzo!" Came the familiar voice of Jack from the other side of the door. "How's the phone call coming?" He snickered with the last word.
Ziva abruptly withdrew her hand. "Your friends are so immature!" She said. "They're worse than you if that's possible!"
"It's possible." He said. "I'll go tell them to leave, but I don't want to make a big deal about who you are."
"I have a better idea." Ziva said as she zipped him back into his pants. "Go out there and wait for my call."
She waited five minutes before picking up the phone and dialing Tony's cell. "Tell them I'm Gibbs and you have to go to work."
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Ziva walked into the living room, her annoyance at finding it crammed with males who obviously had no intention of leaving evident on her face.
"They want to stay and watch the game with you while I'm at work." Tony looked aggravated.
"I don't think so." She said. She surveyed the room. Jack sat alone on the sofa. She came up behind him and put a hand on his shoulder and squeezed it. "Why don't you all go to the pub?" She said in a quiet voice meant only for his ears.
He laughed at her. She leaned in and her voice hardened. "If you don't get out of her now I'm going to tell them all that you have no staying power and are hung like a flea."
"C'mon. Like anyone's going to believe you."
Ziva opened her mouth wide to shout. Jack's eyes went goose egg wide and he rocketed up off the sofa.
"Guys, let them go to work. C'mon down to the pub. We can watch it on the plasma."
And just like that they were gone. Tony threw the dead bolt behind them and turned to her. "I believe we have unfinished business?"
"You'll have to catch me first." She grinned as she lunged past him.
Tony pinned her to the door with one hand. "Consider yourself caught."
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So, I suppose we want another chapter, yes? Wouldn't want it to end there, now would we? Thank again to those who leave a review, it does help. Jeanne
