Ziva woke at 0600 to find one of Abby's hands resting on her breast and the rest of her curled up against Ziva's back. I could get used to this…Ziva thought. No! Don't get your hopes up Ziva, just don't…you'll only get hurt… She quickly reprimanded herself.
Ziva tried to disentangle herself from Abby's embrace and get out of bed when Abby slid her arm further down to Ziva's waist and tightened her hold on the other woman.
"What are you doooing? " Abby drawled as she peered at the clock on her bedside table.
She actually wants me to stay? That surprised Ziva.
"It's 6:00 am on a Saturday Ziva! The only way I would let you get away with waking me up this early on my day off is if you were naked…" at that, she ran her hand lightly over Zivas body...
"And apparently you're not, so go back to sleep…." Abby mumbled sleepily as she snuggled back into Zivas side.
Ziva was taken aback. She wants me naked? Ungh… God, yes… She thought as a sliver of arousal shot through her body and settled between her legs.
Ziva lay still with Abby curled around her while she lost herself in thought. What the hell is the matter with you Ziva? YOU are the aggressor. You always get what and who you want…and from the events of last night and this morning, it seems like she is genuinely interested in you…Go for it you idiot. She thought to herself.
Ziva, quietly as she could, so as not to stir Abby just yet, wriggled out of her pajamas and discarded them on the floor, leaving herself completely naked next to Abby. Then she made her move.
"Abby, wake up…" she shook her lightly.
"Mmmph...Don't wanna…" Abby whined in a childlike manner.
"I am naked now." Ziva said simply.
"What?!" Abby squeaked as she sat straight up in bed.
Ziva laughed. "You told me not to wake you unless I was naked, yes?" she asked innocently.
Abby looked down with wide eyes at Ziva, who was still laying on her back with her head propped up on one of Abby's black pillows. The covers were drawn up so they just covered her breasts…but Abby could see that she wasn't joking… she really was naked.
Is this really happening? Do I really get to touch her? See her naked? Abby felt her self get wet at the thought.
"Well? Are you planning on just sitting there and staring Abby?"
Abby sucked in a breath and took a hold of her comforter. She slowly pulled it down until Zivas breasts were fully exposed to her.
"Oh God…" Abby breathed out at the sight of the other woman's breasts.
She watched as Zivas' nipples hardened at the feel of the cool air.
Abby brought her hand up to settle between Zivas breasts before lightly cupping one, thumbing her nipple softly. Ziva moaned as she felt her nipples tighten painfully, and that was all it took for Abby to let loose.
She slipped a hand behind Zivas head and gripped a handful of dark curly hair, puling back softly. The tanned flesh of her neck now fully exposed, Abby couldn't control herself any longer. She ran her tongue from the base of Ziva's neck, up to her ear, then across the line of her jaw. Stopping at her mouth, she sucked on her full bottom lip, alternating between flicking her tongue across it and nibbling.
Ziva let out a deep moan of pleasure.
Abby's teeth bit down hard on her fleshy lip. She then pulled away and let a seductive smirk curl at the side of her mouth when she saw the blood blisters her teeth had caused.
Zivas eyes were glazed with pleasure when she spoke.
"I do not think it is fair that I am the only one naked Abigail." She said huskily.
Abby grinned and quickly stripped out of her pajamas.
Ziva reached up and cupped both of the other woman's breasts in her hands, pinching both nipples as Abby groaned.
All of a sudden a predatory look flashed across Ziva's face and in one swift movement, she flipped their positions so that Abby was beneath her, their bodies flush together. Ziva brought her thigh up to meet Abby's centre and pressed in. Hard. She immediately felt Abby's slick wetness against her skin.
Abby's breath hitched as she felt her hips being forced back into the mattress. She let out a low groan…
"God, I've wanted to taste you for so long Ziva…" she rasped out.
Ziva looked every bit like a predator who had just captured its prey and wanted to toy with it a while before going in for the kill. She slowly made her way up the other woman's body, leaving a trail of sharp bites in her wake. Abby quietly gasped when she felt teeth close over one nipple, fingernails digging in to the other. When Ziva released the sensitive skin, Abby cried out in pleasure-pain as the blood rushed back. Several more bites up her chest and neck later, and Ziva's teeth were scraping along the side of Abby's ear. She ran her nails down Abby's throat as she growled quietly into her ear.
"I have wanted you for so long Abigail… and now I am going to fuck you so hard that you are going to be desperate for release." She punctuated her statement with a firm thrust of her thigh against Abby's soaked centre.
"But first, I am going to let you taste me..." She stated as she ran her tongue along the length of Abby's neck, sucking on the sensitive pulse point hidden beneath her spider web tattoo.
Abby moaned in frustration "Please Ziva…please…"
Ziva crawled up her body and placed a knee on either side of the black hair that was splayed across the equally black pillow case. Grabbing the bed-head with one hand, she reached back with the other and scratched a line across Abby's chest, feeling a jolt of electricity run through her and pool between her legs at the hiss the action elicited from the woman beneath her. "Look at me," she commanded. "I want to watch you Abby…"
Abby's eyes widened as Ziva slowly lowered herself onto eagerly waiting lips. Doing as she was told, she kept her eyes focused solely on Ziva's lust-blackened ones; she tentatively ran her tongue along the length of Ziva's wet folds. Receiving a nod of permission, she repeated the action, more confidently this time. She teased her tongue through the warmth of Ziva's centre, swirling around her entrance, then back up to the swollen bundle of nerves that she knew would be her lover's undoing. She let her teeth scrape across Ziva's clit as she slid her tongue back down, silently seeking permission to enter. Ziva ground her hips down on Abby's tongue, effectively giving her answer, as Abby slid her tongue deep inside, caressing the velvety walls that seemed to be sucking her further in. She followed the pace set by Ziva's hips, grinding against her, and slid her tongue out, swirling her entrance, then plunging back in again and curling the strong muscle upwards. Ziva was unable to think clearly as she rode the other woman's mouth. All thoughts of Mossad and secrets and pain and loneliness, vanished as she stared into cloudy green eyes. Abby kept her sight focused on the woman above her, and as the brunette's eyelids began to droop, she slid her tongue out and began her assault on her newly acquired lover's sensitive clit. Circling, flicking, sucking, she alternated quickly, smiling to herself as she tried to keep up with the hips bucking above her. She heard Ziva's breath catch in her throat, and drove her tongue deep inside her one last time, feeling the muscles clamp down around her as Ziva stiffened and screamed her release in Hebrew.
After a moment to regain her composure, Ziva slid down Abby's torso, bending down to lick her sweet juices off swollen lips. "Thank you…" she husked… Then, without warning, she pushed two fingers deep inside Abby's wet cunt, pumping them hard and fast. Abby gasped at the shock, her hips rising to meet the demanding digits. When Ziva added a third finger, she moaned loudly.
The Israeli's other hand was anything but idle, scratching, rubbing and teasing various parts of her lover's body. Abby groaned in pleasure, and let her eyes flutter closed for a brief moment, only to be snapped out of it by Ziva's voice. "Keep your eyes open Abby…" She panted. Abby shook her head and kept her eyes wide open, gasping again as Ziva added a fourth finger.
It didn't take long for Abby's body to respond, the familiar feeling building somewhere low in her stomach.
"Don't. Stop." Abby ground out. There was no desperation in the voice. No begging. It was absolutely a command.
She didn't, and moments later, Abby's body was shaking, Ziva drawing the last of her orgasm out with skilful fingers. She loved the noise that Abby made when she came… a cross between a groan and a grunt, her name mixed somewhere in there.
They lay there, faces inches apart, curled up, bodies entwined. Abby placed a soft kiss on Ziva's lips.
"That was so much better than pancakes."
Ziva just grinned and returned the kiss.
TBC SOON. BUT IF I DON'T GET ANY REVIEWS, I WILL NOT UPDATE. SIMPLE AS THAT. IF YOU READ, PLEASE REVIEW.