Chapter Six

Moans, groans, grunts of sheer pleasure filled our house as Monique brought such amazing sensations onto me. I lie on my back on our large, soft bed with my hands gripping onto the sheets as if they were somehow a life line, the only thing sustaining me, keeping Monique from, in a sense, killing me. Her weapon of choice being the intense pleasure she brought onto me.

"AH!" I screamed out, arching my back and throwing back my head.

I did not have to see her face to know that Monique was smirking at my actions. She moved her fingers inside me faster and as she did this all thoughts I had seemed to cease. She pulled her three fingers out for a moment, and I watched her as she sucked them so seductively. It turned me on even more, if such a thing was possible. She allowed her digits to plunge back inside me, more intense than before. I could feel her hitting my g-spot, showing just how talented she truly was. She was merciless, relentless. She showed no signs of letting up.

"Uh, ah, mmm," I moaned, writhing beneath her.

My noises only fueled her for she went even faster, filling me to the hilt.

"Please!" I begged, my body starting to quake with ecstasy.

Then, within a moment I could no longer keep it back. I screamed her name as I reached my climax. It seemed as though everything within me went limp as waves of euphoria crashed over me. Moonlight shone into our room at that very moment and in that instant I was in awe. The light cast a silvery glow on Monique's skin and she looked like the most beautiful thing that ever existed. I reached up to touch her cheek as her hand was wandering my side.

"I love you." She told me and without hesitation I said it back to her, putting all the meaning I could behind it.

The next morning I awoke considerably early than her, aching to just stay with Monique that day but I knew I could not for I was starting work today. I held my chin in my hand as I lied in that bed on my abdomen. The only thing I did was looked at Monique lovingly as she slept. She seemed so soft, peaceful… and in turn, I felt even happier to call myself her woman. Moving to the right a bit, going towards her, I leaned over her frame and placed one gentle kiss on her jaw, just below her earlobe. I saw her smile slightly in her sleep. She must have felt my lips. I then moved back to my spot in the bed, resting my head on my hand.

Thinking of a little idea, I then move towards her again. I gently caressed the skin of her shoulder for only a moment before placing a meaningful kiss there. I traversed to the center of her shoulder blades, pressing my lips to her spine. I left a trail of kisses down her back, stopping at the middle of it when I heard her let out a barely audible moan. Her mouth was slightly agape. This pleased me. I noticed her coffee eyes were still shut. Grinning, I placed the back of my hand where I had stopped my kisses, gently dragging it downward to stroke the curvature of her back. I was absolutely divine.

It was mornings like these in which I loved the most. My hand stopped just below her butt, the skin there so unbelievably soft. Biting onto my bottom lip, I got a bit of a sneaky thought which came into my brain about as fast as lightning. I permitted my lips to descend to the spot just above her butt, placing a kiss there as well, yet this was different. I allowed my front four teeth to nip at her skin. It was what I called a love bite. I noticed Monique moan out, moving her body upward somewhat. I made my way up her back, leaving little bite marks as I went.

I ended up at the back her neck and my hand went to her most sensitive spot. A cry of desperation and need slipped past Monique's lips in response to my purposeful actions. My other hand went on top of hers, which rested on the bed. I managed to interlace our fingers as the fingers of my other hand went inside her. She gripped onto me tightly, taking the pleasure I was giving her, and loving every moment. I kept going, picking up speed. More moans spilled from her orifice.

"Ah!" Monique wailed slightly.

Meanwhile, Shane and Bette were out on Shane's porch. It was utterly silent that early morning. Shane was smoking her early morning cigarette and Bette sipped a smoothie.

"I just wished they'd feel more comfortable around us, you know?" Bette said as she bit onto the straw.

"Yeah… they are so fucking cute, though." Shane remarked, smirking before inhaling some more of her cigarette.

Just then as Monique let out another loud moan, Shane and Bette heard it. Shane snickered.

"Wow! Not even six in the morning yet, eh?" Shane teased.

This caused Bette to laugh, snorting slightly. Shane shook her head, looking towards our house.

"Right there," Monique said, her Euro accent so thick in that moment. "Ah, yes!"

I kept sucking the skin of her neck, knowing it would probably leave a hicky of some sort afterwards, as I made love to her, hitting her in the same spot with each thrust. She gripped my hand even harder as she let go. She breathed heavily as she started to come down from it all. I turned her onto her back, kissing her mid abdomen.

I looked up at her as she wove her fingers into my disheveled bed hair. I then turned my focus back to my current task. I placed another kiss, just a few centimeters below the first one on her abdomen, and I continued going south until I was teasingly placing kisses on her inner thigh. Monique shuttered as I kissed her innermost part of her toned thigh. I used my index finger to tease her clit. She let out this sound which resembled an eccentric mixture of a groan and a whine. I could tell at that moment she did not appreciate my teasing her.

"I love you." I murmured to her, feeling so much love for her then.

"I love you, too, Ziva." She replied, that accent, which was a pure and perfect mixture of her wondrous roots, making me even more aroused.

After the exchange I allowed my tongue to gently roam her folds, tasting that sweet nectar which was expelled from her body… and I was the one to have made that happen. I was the one who had brought her over that metaphorical edge which women strive for. I allowed my tongue to delve deeper, revel in her sweetness. The taste, the aroma, everything about this was so exciting and fulfilling. I could feel Monique massaging my scalp gently with her fingertips as if to praise me for my ministrations. I licked her entrance and allowed my somewhat long tongue to travel entirely inside of her. I moaned at the feeling of her tightness around my tongue.

Apparently the reverberations had made their way through my tongue and to Monique, for she let out a loud moan in response to it. My tongue darted in and out of her, hoping to bring her to that enraptured edge yet again. Nothing could ever compare to that feeling and I wanted to give that to her, as she did to me. My alluring tongue continued moving inside her as Monique held my head there. As I ate her out, which is what I have heard it be called around here before, I reached up her torso with my itinerant hands until I arrived at her breasts.

Monique moaned again as I fondled her hard nipples and massaged her breasts tenderly, and not too roughly. I synchronized my motions, massaging and tonguing at the same rhythm. I could hear Monique making several variations of pleasured resonances. I felt so aroused at that moment that I could no longer stand it. I was craving it so badly that I could not keep myself from doing it. I maintained the rhythm of my left hand and tongue whilst my right hand began to slide down Monique's frame. I put my hand between my legs and began to rub myself as I fucked my lover.

I began to wonder if Monique knew what I was doing to myself. What would she think? Would she be turned on? Would she be repulsed? Regardless, I kept doing all that I was doing. I did not notice Monique looking down at me, watching me. She smirked when she noticed where my other hand was.

"Harder, baby." She encouraged, referring to me rubbing myself.

At the time I did not know she was talking about that, so I massaged her breasts harder. She shut her eyes against the waves of ecstasy and opened them again.

"I mean you, Ziva… rub yourself harder." She demanded, running her fingers through my hair.

It was then when I pulled my tongue out of her center and looked up at her. She flashed me an approving look and bit her bottom lip seductively. I starting lowering my head back down to her womanhood but Monique stopped me, pulling me up to her. I rubbed myself even harder as she kissed my lips with her succulent ones. She then pawed my hand away from my folds and took over, moving much harder than even I was.

"Fuck!" I exclaim under my breath, moving my hands to the bed.

I dug my nails into the sheets, ruffling them up even more than they had already been. I knew, I just knew I was going to have a great day at work today. I noticed Monique smirk before her lips moved to my neck, obviously enjoying my swearing. She sucked on my neck, occasionally nipping it with her teeth. I knew there was going to be a mark there, but I did not care… not one ounce of me cared.