Chapter 5 – Making Up

Opening her eyes and looking at him, Abby took hold of the bottom of his t-shirt and lifted it over his head. Once she'd dropped it to the floor her hands slowly slid up his stomach and across the expanse of his chest, her fingers threading through the smattering of silver hair and rubbing over his nipples.

The sight and feel of his bare skin set her nerve endings on fire, and even though they'd been together many times, to Abby this felt as meaningful and as intense as their first time. She was torn between wanting to just rip his clothes off, or to simply stare at the finely sculptured male figure that stood before her. A sense of amazement overcame her that she was actually about to make love to Gibbs and it wasn't all in her head; her misreading the situation with Ryan hadn't ruined everything.

Abby's mouth soon replaced her hands when they moved to search the hard contours of his back. Her lips sealed over a nipple, her tongue licking over it before moving across to the other one. She heard Gibbs groan, his fingers slipping underneath her tight fitting shirt and moving up her sides until he reached her lace covered breasts.

A rush of moisture pooled between her legs when his actions lifted her shirt and he started to massage her but Abby was determined to not let herself come undone too soon. Trailing kisses down the middle of Gibbs' chest she moved lower, following the line of hair down his stomach. Her tongue darted into his belly button, her wandering hands seeking out the zipper of his jeans.

Gibbs was forced to drop his hands from her, but it was only momentary because the second Abby had his jeans undone he lifted her up onto the kitchen counter. He toed off his shoes awkwardly as his pants dropped, stepping between Abby's legs and sweeping his lips over hers.

He had never expected this would be the way their night would end, but Gibbs was proud of himself for not allowing Ryan to put any serious dents in his relationship with Abby. He'd fought against his impulse to retreat into his basement and let any anger and resentment grow and make him bitter as he brooded himself into oblivion.

Abby had brought those changes out in him and while Gibbs was aware it was something he was going to have to work on every day, being open with her and doing what he swore to do and putting her first had allowed them to work through it. He found himself wanting to try purely because he didn't want their relationship to follow the same pathway as his failed marriages and the line of broken hearts in between and after had.

His own heart was still battered and bruised but with every smile Abby directed his way, every touch and kiss, and with each promise they made to one another to keep trying Gibbs felt his wounds start to heal a little. Some scars would remain for the rest of his life but Abby made them bearable and above everything she made him happy...something he hadn't been for a long time.

Focusing on the woman in front of him Gibbs pushed the short skirt she was wearing up her thighs, Abby shifting until it was bunched around her waist. Deepening the kiss, their lips meet over and over again, caressing and teasing as their tongues dueled and explored.

Gibbs lifted his hands to unbutton Abby's shirt, his fingers steady despite his need to see and touch her flawless skin. Their kisses came to an end when he reached the last button, pushing both sides of her shirt back to expose her.

Standing and letting his eyes devour her, Gibbs took in the sight of her heaving chest, her full breasts rising and falling as she took in each breath. Letting his gaze wander south he swallowed at the way her long pale legs led up to the thin piece of black fabric that was keeping her hidden from him.

Feeling her desire for him grow under Gibbs' hungry stare Abby leaned forward and kissed along the curve of his neck. He kicked off his pants and used his feet to discard his socks, leaving him in just his boxers as he pulled her forward.

"Need the bed," Gibbs groaned when she moved to suckle his pulse point, the beat under her lips increasing when her hands slipped lower to cover his ass. "Wanna explore every beautiful inch of you, Abbs, make you forget about everything but you and me."

Abby couldn't contain the moan that escaped when he began grinding the growing bulge in his boxers against her heated core, the repeated movement giving her friction exactly where she needed it.

Taking her in his arms Gibbs carried her towards the bedroom, her legs wrapped around his back and her arms encircling his neck. Their lips once again met in an all-consuming kiss, Gibbs' tongue pushing into her mouth to slide against Abby's. Somehow he managed to navigate to her room, stopping once along the way to pin her against the wall and gyrate his hips into hers.

When they reached the bed Gibbs quickly divested Abby of her clothing, leaving her lying naked in the center of the mattress as he removed his boxers then climbed onto the bed to join her.

Without a word Gibbs urged her to turn onto her stomach, her arms crossing on top of the pillow before she rested her head sideways on them. Abby's breath caught in her throat when she felt the bed dip on either side of her hips, several fingers lightly gliding over her shoulders and pushing her hair aside.

His lips were soft, his touches delicate as he kissed his way from the back of her neck and down along the curve of her spine, paying particular attention to the intricate detail of the large cross tattoo on her back. His callused hands ghosted up and down her sides, exerting slightly more pressure when he ran over the swell of her breasts. Gently he slipped his fingers underneath her and Abby raised her chest so Gibbs could cup the supple weight within his palms.

"I thought you were gonna...oh god...let me touch you..." Abby whimpered, Gibbs alternating between flicking his tongue out to taste her and rasping his teeth over the skin of her lower back.

"Next time."

As much as Gibbs understood her need to want to make it up to him, there would be time for that later, now it was about reassuring Abby that he didn't want anyone else, but also that he would spend the rest of his life cherishing her and taking care of her.

So in tune was Gibbs with her body, Abby felt the motions of his fingers on her breasts and nipples coincide with the pulse between her legs. Each passing second and every touch brought her orgasm closer, her body aching for him to touch her everywhere. Her rhythmic whimpers stopped abruptly with a groan of frustration when he removed his hands so his mouth could move further down her body.

Gibbs kissed the curve of her backside, the scent of her arousal strong as he worked his way down the back of her thigh and he moved her legs apart. Avoiding her hot moist folds, he kissed and licked her inner thighs before continuing on to her knees.

Unable to wait any longer Abby started to rub up against the mattress, desperate for Gibbs to touch her where she craved it most. He reached up to grip onto her hips and moved up her body, his erection pressing into her ass as he held her still.

"Not yet," he murmured, kissing the curve of her ear. "Roll over."

Gibbs loosened his hold on her and raised himself up so Abby could turn over. When he lowered his body on top of her again, he leaned down to kiss across her forehead, his lips gentle as he made his way down the side of her face.

"I'm so proud of you Abby, of us...that we're together."

Although his words were more about what Ryan had said about him being ashamed of Abby, Gibbs wanted her to know that he had no such doubts. She was amazing to him in so many ways and his pride in her, both as a woman and a scientist, was something Gibbs was certain would never fade.

"I'm proud of you too, Gibbs...that you stood up for us tonight."

Abby knew he could've easily resorted to hiding away in his basement and brooding, but he'd chosen to come after her, even though she'd really been the one in the wrong. It gave her even more reassurance in the longevity of their relationship if he was willing to go through that to keep them together.

Sensing how close she was to her release, Gibbs moved further down the bed and settled himself between her legs. He twisted the lower half of his body at an angle to prevent his engorged erection from digging into the bed, his own orgasm getting closer each time he touched her. But before he gave in he wanted Abby to shatter underneath him, to make her body cry out for him in a way that only he was capable of doing.

He wasted no time in slipping a finger through her wetness, Abby instantly moaning in ecstasy and bucking her hips up wantonly when he added his tongue to the pleasurable assault.

Gibbs alternated between using his thumb and tongue on her clit, the constant friction on her swollen flesh making Abby scream out incoherently. Her hands gripped onto his head, her hips working in rhythm with him as she thrust up towards him.

Each time they were together was different, sometimes it was intense, tender, and so emotional Abby was nearly moved to tears, and other times it was fun, desperate or a fast mind blowing release. But this time all her senses had been heightened by the fact that she'd thought she'd almost lost him, he always turned her on but this went beyond anything she'd ever felt before. All of the emotions she'd ever experienced when they made love came rushing to the surface in a myriad of sensations and feelings that left her reeling.

"Jethro...Jethro..."

Abby's loud cry of release exploded from between her parted lips, her hips halted in mid-thrust as her body convulsed and she held his face between her legs. Her head pushed back into the pillow, heart pounding in her chest, her sight and hearing vanishing as she focused solely on the incredible feeling between her thighs and the fact that the man she loved more than anything had been the one to make her feel that way.

When the spasming of her inner muscles began to calm Abby loosened her grip on Gibbs and collapsed back with a satisfied sigh.

"Wow...that was...you are...wow..." Abby gasped for air, looking down the line of her body to see a confident looking Gibbs crawling up her body.

She hummed her appreciation as his lips continued to wander over her flushed skin, his lust heavy eyes focusing on hers when he gently kissed both of her nipples, his mouth then covering hers in slow but brief kiss.

Gibbs hovered over her on all fours, his hands resting on either side of her shoulders while his knees were situated astride her waist. When he ended the kiss and kneeled above her Abby's eyes darkened at his straining erection, and she instantly reached out to take him in her hand.

Stroking him, she couldn't help but feel herself starting to get aroused again by the sight of him giving himself up to her caresses. Knowing he was on the verge of his own climax Abby sat up so she could lick over the head of his weeping cock before taking him between her lips, making sure she got a taste of him before he pushed inside her. She slid her hands over his ass, her tongue curling around the sensitive and pulsing tip of his cock as Gibbs' hips jerked forward involuntarily.

"Abby..." he groaned, framing her face with his hands to move her away from him. "I need you."

TBC...