I know it's been a while! Here's an update finally! I've decided the next chapter will be the last one. I'm just about done with that one as well. Hope this was worth the wait. Enjoy! Let me know your thoughts please! :D
CHAPTER 4: Later That Afternoon
A giant steam cloud flowed out the bathroom door the moment Gibbs opened it. He had a plush white bath towel wrapped around his waist, his wet hair sticking up in all different directions, "Jen?" he asked out loud, not seeing her in the bedroom. "Where you at?!" he called out, hoping she was still around.
"In the living room!" she shouted back at him.
He quickly made his way down the hall and into the living room. He stopped in his tracks the moment he saw her bent over the couch cushions in her tight skimpy dress. The dress did nothing but show off the bottoms of her cheeks.
"Where the hell is my underwear?" she asked, with frustration in her voice.
A boyish smile appeared on his face, "You weren't wearing any when you showed up last night." he chuckled at her, his eyes continued to stare at her ass.
She tucked in the cushion and turned around, "I always wear underwear."
"You weren't last night when you showed up. Maybe you left them in the cab." he laughed at her.
"Oh! That reminds me, before you head to the office, I need you to drop me off at my car." she requested, reminding him of how drunk she was last night.
His eyes ogled up and down her slender body, "God, that's some dress." He husked.
She sauntered towards him, "What do you like about it?" she sensuously asked.
He continued to fixate on the dress, "It's such a tease. It hardly contains your boobs, let alone your sexy ass." he answered, slipping is hand up between her legs. "And I love the color." he added.
She pulled his hand away abruptly, "Jethro! You need to finish getting ready." she yelped.
He pulled her in for a tight hug and a kiss, "I've got plenty of time." he whispered against her lips. His hand made its way back between her thighs momentarily.
She pushed him off her. "Jethro! Go get dressed!" she ordered him
"Fine." he sighed, making his way back into the bedroom.
Moments later they headed out the door.
...
"So, where am I dropping you off?" he asked before pulling out of his driveway.
"At the Gibson, downtown." she replied.
A soft chuckled escaped his lips, "What's so funny?" she responded
"You…It's not like you Jen to get so hammered, then take a cab to my place. You were something else last night." he smiled at her.
"If you say so." She smiled back.
"You staying over again?" he asked her.
"I was planning on it." she replied.
"Good, was hoping you would." he smiled suggestively at her.
"I was thinking, after you get done, we could go out to dinner?" she suggested.
"Sure. What did you have in mind?" he glanced at her.
"I was thinking a nice dinner date, just the two of us, then dessert in the bedroom afterwards." She insinuated, rubbing his leg.
He cleared his throat, "That sounds good to me." he smirked at her.
Moments later he pulled up and parked. She was about to open her door when he stopped her, "Wait. I got it, hold on." he said, unbuckling his seatbelt. He walked around and opened the door for her, getting a downward view of her breasts as she adjusted her dress.
"What a gentleman you are." she smiled as she turned in her seat to step out.
"Thanks" he said with a smug grin on his face.
"Although, I don't think you were doing it to be gentlemanly." she called him out.
He closed her door, "What do you mean?" he asked with a straight face.
"You were just doing it to get a good look at these." she said grabbing her breasts.
He couldn't help but smile, "Hey, being chivalry has its perks once in a while." he chuckled. "You don't take offense to it, right?" he clarified.
"Are you kidding? I love teasing you any way I can." she smiled suggestively.
"Good." He said, stepping in to kiss her, she reached up and wrapped her arms around his neck. The kiss turned passionate quickly. He backed her up against the passenger door and began kissing her neck. The kissing turned into nipping, which turned into sucking, then licking. She was loosing her composure rather quickly. Her hands raked up and down his back causing him to respond by snaking his hand between her legs, his fingers began stroking her clit, causing her legs to buckle. He took it a step farther by pushing his middle finger into her opening. A loud gasp escaped her lips, moments later she reached down and grabbed his hand, stoping his movements, "Jethro. Not here. Stop." she said, catching her breath.
"You have no idea how bad I want you right now Jen." he muttered against her lips.
"Me too, but there's a better time and place for it." she said, trying to regain her composure.
"You want me to pick you up at your place or mine? he asked, kissing her lips.
"Pick me up at my place." she answered, reciprocating his kiss.
"I'll call you when I'm heading out." he said kissing her one last time before parting ways.
"Can't wait." she smiled adoringly at him.
...
Tony, McGee, and Ziva were sitting at their desks working when they heard the elevator ding, their heads turned to see Gibbs stepping out wearing jeans and a white long sleeve t-shirt that said NCIS.
As he entered the bullpen he noticed them staring at him with cunning grins on their faces. He didn't have a clue as to why, "Give me an update!" he barked at them as he stood between their desks waiting for someone to speak.
"Well first, we're all wondering who you were with when I called?" Tony smirked at him.
"No one." he lied, keeping his face expressionless.
"Well, we all heard something. It sounded like moaning and kissing through your phone, and you were out of breath when you were talking…so, who is she? Do we know her?" he wiggled his eyebrows.
"You had me on speaker?!" he asked, glaring at him.
"Well, the noises were very odd, wanted to confirm what I was hearing." he chuckled, glancing at McGee and Ziva who were quietly minding their business.
Gibbs hadn't thought up a cover-up story, but then he remembered his own rule; "Always be specific when you lie." so he began to lie on the spot, "I was working on the boat with the TV on, and you caught me during an awkward moment.
"Which was?" Tony smiled, not buying it.
"I'm done with this conversation." he snapped at him.
"Hmm okay…but did your boat give you that hickey on your neck?" Tony laughed out.
Gibbs shot him a death glare then kicked the front of his desk, making him jump in his seat, "Update McGee!" he barked, keeping his eyes on Tony.
McGee cleared his throat, "Um, the body found in Quantico is 28 year old Petty Officer Noah Burke. He was found dead with 3 bullet wounds, in his chest. Abby is running ballistics on them right now."
"We're currently checking his cell-phone records, and bank statements." Tony chimed in.
"What about family? Wife?" Gibbs asked.
"Never married, no kids. He does have a younger sister, Sarah Burke. She's a sophomore at Dartmouth. His parents are both retired college professors, living in a nice suburb in Quantico." McGee added.
"Tony, Ziva, I want you two to go talk to his parents. McGee, keep working on his records." he ordered, walking towards the elevator.
The doors to the elevator dinged open, Gibbs was on the phone setting dinner reservations when he stepped out.
"Abs, what do ya got for me?" he asked having up the phone.
"Gibbs!" she hailed. Before she answered him, she gave him a mischievous smile. "There's a little rumor going around that you were with someone last night. Tony filled me in." she mentioned.
"Oh he did, did he?" he said, raising his brows at her.
"Yes. He told me that you sounded very preoccupied, and mentioned the noises in the background." she smirked at him.
"Sorry to break it to ya Abs, he's wrong."
Not buying it, she leaned into him and inhaled deeply, getting a good whiff of his scent. " Abby, what are you doing?" he asked, stepping away from her.
"Hmmm, just your normal scent." she observed.
She quickly tugged his collar checking for bite marks. "Abby, cut it out. The bullets, what did you find?!" he snapped, readjusting his shirt.
She saw what looked to be a love bite on his neck, a big gasp escaped her mouth, "Oh my God, is that a hickey Gibbs?!" she asked, covering her mouth with her hand.
"No!" he spewed out, "Abby, the bullets!" getting her back on subject.
"Okay, but this isn't over." She clarified. He rolled his eyes at her and wondered why he even decided to come to the office.
"So, I ran the ballistics, and found out that the bullets cam from a 9mm Smith and Wesson 1911 pro series. The gun was registered to a Nathan Wynn."
"Thanks Abs. You're the best." he praised, giving her a kiss on her cheek.
Moments later Gibbs walked into the bull pen updating McGee on what Abby found.
"McGee, I'll be out of the office for the rest of the weekend. I trust that you, Tony, and Ziva can handle it. I have my phone." he said out loud, disappearing into the elevator.
"That's odd." McGee muttered to himself.
"Yup. The bossman has been wooing somebody. I wonder who?" he smiled looking thoughtful.
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(on the phone)
"Jen. I'm heading out right now."
"That was quick." she noted
"I'm taking the rest of the weekend off, and I booked us dinner reservations at the Blue Duck Tavern for 6pm."
"Oh, I've been wanting to try that place." she said, with excitement in her voice.
"What are you plans between now and then?" he asked her with anticipation in his voice.
"Not sure, I'm just at my place doing some office work." she informed him.
"Care for some company?" he suggested, hoping she'd say yes.
"What happens if I say NO?" she teased.
"Well, I'd still come over." he chuckled.
"Well then, I'll see you soon!" she laughed.
"On my way." he said, before hanging up.
...
Twenty minutes later he arrived at her town townhouse door. She opened the door and greeted him, wearing a short black silk robe. "Wow." he drooled, his eyes drinking her in.
"You coming in, or just gonna stand there and stare?" she said with a cheeky grin.
He just smiled and stepped in. He followed her into her kitchen, "You hungry?" she asked, opening the fridge and pulling out some cheese and pastrami.
"Mhm." he replied, talking a seat on her bar stool.
"Want me to make you a sandwich?" she said grabbing some bread out of the pantry.
"Yes please." he smiled, watching her every move. His was dying to know if she was wearing anything underneath her silk robe. His curiosity was getting the best of him.
Moments later when she walked around the counter to hand him his sandwich he swiftly pulled the sash to her robe revealing her sexy black push-up bra and panties.
"Aww." he uttered with disappointment.
"Hey!" She barked, closing her robe and re-tying it quickly.
"Oh c'mon Jen." he pouted.
"You could have just asked." she yapped.
"That's not as fun as finding out for myself." he sassed back.
"How would you like it if I just came up and pulled your pants down without warning, just to see if you were wearing underwear?" she asked him, shortly realizing that was a stupid question to ask him.
A Cheshire grin appeared on his face, "I wouldn't mind at all." he laughed. "So… aren't you curious?" he teased her, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively. She just gave him a look of annoyance.
"Really Jen? After the night and the morning we had?" he asked, looking quite perplexed.
"I do like to have some privacy once in a while Jethro." she coldly commented.
He shook his head and rolled his eyes at her. "If you say so." he muttered, taking a bite out of his sandwich.
"So why am I here right now?" he asked, with a mouthful of food.
"I don't know, you tell me." she asked, knowing the reason he came over early.
"You know why Jen." he scoffed, taking another bite of his sandwich.
"No, I don't. Enlighten me please." she raised her brow.
His pride was getting the best of him. He avoided answering her.
"Do I have to spit it out for you Jethro?" she asked putting her hands on her hips.
"Guess so, since you already know why Jen." he taunted her.
"Okay then…You were eager to come here early to fuck around with me before dinner. " she bluntly answered.
A faint smile appeared on his face, "Wow, you didn't sugar coat that at all." he chuckled.
"I'm getting the impression that you don't want to be here cuz I didn't welcome you with opens arms and legs? Am I that boring?" she asked him.
"Stop it. You're being ridiculous!" he interjected.
"Am I?!" she questioned him.
"Yes! You just can't be happy without bickering about something, no matter how petty it is. It's like it's some kind of twisted foreplay for ya Jen." he told her as he closed in on her.
"Really Jethro?" she looked at him incredulously.
His hand reached up between her thighs,"With how damp your panties are right now, I'd say being a bitch to me turns you on." he smugly commented.
She delivered a loud smack across his face the moment he finished his sentence. "Jerk!" She spewed out in anger.
The moment she slapped him, she wasn't sure how he'd handle it, but what she saw in his eyes wasn't anger, it was pure desire. His eyes turned dark with lust, his breathing became heavy, "Did that seriously turn you on?" she asked in disbelief.
He looked at her with hungry eyes, "You're gonna pay for that." he warned, then cupped her face and kissed her lips with so much fervor. The kiss went on for minutes before they pulled apart. His hands went for her robe again, he pulled it off her aggressively along with her bra, leaving her only in her panties. She grabbed the bottom of his shirt and yanked it off him, then went for his belt. He stopped her in her tracks and grabbed her waist and hoisted her onto the kitchen island, then ripped her undies right off her.
"Well, this changed it's course quickly." she giggled out. His hands pushed her legs apart and his mouth closed in on her crotch. A loud squeal escaped her mouth when he began sucking her clit while fingering her opening. "Ahhh yes!" she hissed out. Minutes later, she was on the breaking point. He curled his finger inside her, quickly finding her G spot, "Oh Fuck! Don't move, right there!" she cried out, slumping back on the countertop. He obeyed her order, within minutes she came for him. "Shit! I can't take it anymore. Fuck!" she whimpered out. Her orgasm delivered multiple squirts of fluid onto his hand. She sat up and grabbed his hand sucked her juices off his fingers till she was satisfied.
She slid off the countertop and backed his ass against the fridge delivering wet kisses to his mouth. She was throughly enjoying the taste of her juices on his lips. "My turn now." she panted out, trailing her tongue down his chest to his pants.
"Oh Fuck." he moaned out, tossing is head back, anticipating her next move.
She got down on her knees and swiftly undid his belt buckle then yanked his jeans down. She was glad to see he wasn't wearing underwear. One less thing to worry about. She immediately grabbed his long towering cock and took the whole thing in her mouth like a whore, virtually gaging herself. His eyes were wide with shock, "Jesus Christ." he swore under his breath, watching her head bob up and down his shaft like a piston.
She was wholly enjoying every bit his gifted cock had to offer and was intentionally being noisy in the process. All her slurping, sucking, and gaging noises were making him pant like a dog in heat.
"Oh my god…Fuck." he groaned, as he watched her mouth and hands torment his balls.
He was having a hard time keeping his breathing under control. She flattened her tongue and licked up and down his shaft then cleaned the pre cum off the tip. She flashed him a devilish smile then sealed her mouth around his head and began to powerfully suck him off.
He felt his balls start to tighten, "Jen stop. I'm gonna cum." He warned. She continued to suck him even harder. He pulled out of her mouth then yanked her down onto the kitchen floor with him before she could stop him.
"I'm gotta come inside you." he growled into her ear, getting himself into position.
He propped up on his side, spooning intimately behind her, and without warning he entered her.
"Ohh…fuck!" she gritted between her teeth. He paused for a few seconds, letting her somewhat adjust to his length and girth. He grabbed her outer leg, holding it straight up so he could penetrate deeper. Her face winced with pain and pleasure. He began rapidly thrusting in and out of her, she could feel the perspiration from his chest against her back. He propped his chin on her shoulder, and pumped even harder and faster forcing his throbbing cock balls deep with each solid thrust. His powerful thrusts were so strong, it was caused their bodies to shift along the floor with each plunge. It didn't take long for him to erupt, he emptied his hot load into her core, making sure every drop came deep inside her. He tenderly kissed her neck then slipped out of her, rolling flat onto his back to catch his breath. "Wow!" he breathed out.
She took a moment to regain her composure, then turned around and crawled on top of him, she leaned over and kissed him hard. Her lips kissed down his neck and chest, making their way down to his saturated cock. He watched her lick her lips before she sealed her mouth closed around his dick. She was utterly enjoying the taste of their juices around his manhood.
"Mmm mmm." she said moaned repeatedly with pleasure, cleaning the last bit of juices on his dick.
He stood to his feet and helped her up, then carried her bridal style to her large leather living room sofa. He laid on top her assaulting her neck with tender kisses and playful flicks with his tongue.
His hands glided up and down her big curvy breasts. "Mmm, so sexy." he hummed as he continued to feel up her tits. She arched her back enticing him to feast on them. His mouth latched around her left nipple, sucking hungrily followed by gentle kisses. His tongue darted out between her breasts and licked through the valley and over to her right breast, pulling and tonguing as he sucked, she laid there threading her fingers through his soft hair enjoying the attention to her breasts. He continued his assault for the next few minutes. He nuzzled his face between her breasts and closed his eyes, and took a deep breath and drifted off to sleep.
"Jethro?" she whispered out. No response came, she realized he had passed out on her. She decided to enjoy the intimate moment and dozed off shortly after.
...
A couple of hours had passed by when she woke up with a sudden urge to use the bathroom. She tried sliding out from underneath him, but his body mass was pinning her tightly against the sofa.
"Jethro." she whispered out, giving his shoulders a nudge. His eyes slowly opened and looked up at her, "Hey there handsome." she smiled down at him.
"What time is is it?" he groaned.
She glanced over at the clock on the wall, five pm.
"Wow. We should probably get ready." he sighed against her chest.
"Yes, plus I really have to pee." she said, nudging him again.
He moved off her carefully, she swatted his butt when he stood to his feet "Hey! What was that for?" he barked, rubbing his cheek.
"Just for being cute." she smiled adoringly at him.
She sprung to her feet and quickly shuffled off to the bathroom. He followed right behind her.
She sat down on the toilet when he walked in, she cleared her throat, "A little privacy please."
"I need to go too." he said, cupping himself.
"Use the shower. It's not like you haven't done that before." she replied
He stepped into the shower, "Over the drain!" she hollered.
"Jen!" he snapped back.
"Sorry." she smiled apologetically.
She finished her business and walked over to the shower, "Guess someone had to really go." she commented as she watched him continue to pee into drain.
"Privacy please." he said in a mocking tone.
She rolled her eyes, "I'll be in the bedroom getting ready." He turned his head, enjoying the sexy view of her walking out.
He walked into the bedroom and saw two dresses laying on the bed. Jen walked out of the closet wearing only a black thong. "You gonna put some clothes on, or you just gonna go out naked?" she teased.
"Which would you prefer?" he asked arching his brow at her.
She paused to think about her answer, "Well, naked behind closed doors, but dressed in public." she smiled at him.
"I see you're still naked. You just gonna wear that thong to dinner?" he teased back.
"Nooo Jethro. I need your help picking out my dress. Which one should I wear?" she asked.
He studied the two dresses; one was a simple black spaghetti strap dress with a deep V neckline, and the other was a short silky grey slip dress that reminded him of lingerie. "I like both. Try them both on. I'd have to see them on you to pick." he told her.
"Fine." she huffed out, grabbing the black one. She quickly put it on and spun around. "Well, what do you think?" she asked.
"Wow. That's some dress." he drooled. He eyes scanned up and down her legs and traveled up to her breasts which were hardly concealed. "I think we have a winner. The other dress you can wear another time." he smiled.
"Sounds good to me." she smiled putting on her shoes.
"No bra?" he asked.
"Jethro, you're not supposed to wear a bra with this dress. It would look awful." she chuckled at him.
"Oh." he replied, sounding hesitant.
"Is that a problem?"
"Kinda. It's a tad risqué to wear out, don't you think?"
"It's fine Jethro."
"I'm looking at your nipple Jen." he said coldly.
She covered her boob, "I'll just wear a shawl with it."
"Okay then." he agreed, walking out of the bedroom.
"Jethro you need to get dressed." she scolded him.
"I am! I'm going to the kitchen to get my jeans." he snapped at her.
She couldn't help but smile, her mind flashed back to the steamy events a few hours earlier.
He walked out to his car and put on a black button up shirt he had brought and headed back inside.
"My my my, don't you look handsome." she remarked, her eyes ogling every inch of him.
"You're gonna have me walking out of here with a raging hard on all night because of that dress." he said.
"If you behave, I'll let you do whatever you want to me later." she husked out, kissing his soft lips.
"Mmmm deal." he mumbled, reciprocating her kiss. They walked out the door arm in arm...
To be continued...Let me know what you think! I am just about done with the last chapter, so bear with me! :) Thanks for reading!