Ziva could only gasp at the sound of Kate's words. Surprised could not even begin to describe how she felt within that very moment. Ziva turned around in the tub so that she faced Kate.
"What did you say?" Ziva asked, sure that she heard the woman wrong.
Great! Nice going, Kate! Kate thought to herself as she looked into Ziva's chocolate eyes. Should she repeat herself? Should she make some sly remark? Kate sighed, not knowing what to do. Meanwhile, Ziva's head was spinning. Had she heard Kate right? No! It was impossible. There was no Kate could love someone like her. Ziva inched closer to Kate, her face in hers.
"Please, tell me I heard you correctly." Ziva begged, taking one of Caitlin's hands.
Kate could only smirk.
"Well, I don't know. It depends. What do you think you heard?" Kate asked furtively.
The Israeli woman smiled slightly and leaned into Kate, feeling bubbles surrounding her. Kate rested her slightly impatient hands on Ziva's hips as Ziva kissed the woman before her. Kate, moaning into the kiss, kissed Ziva back with equal intensity. Growling, Ziva allowed Kate's hands to move northward to her engrossed breasts. Kate got her to rest back on the other side of the tub. With a coquettish smile, Kate twisted one of Ziva's brunette curls around her finger, enjoying the feel of her long and luxurious hair. Ziva was a very sexual woman and Kate knew this, what Ziva didn't know was that Kate thought about doing this before this night, much before. Kate allowed her supple lips to go to Ziva's sensuous neck, tasting her flesh again. Tilting her head in response, Ziva gave Kate better access. Humming contently, Kate pulled away and whispered right into Ziva's ear. Her words were unmistakable, as clear as day.
"I said I love you." Kate whispered, kissing Ziva's ear.
Ziva's eyes went wide in response to this and she smiled. Kate smiled back, caressing the skin of her lover's cheek.
"Do you mean that?" Ziva asked, praying that she would say yes.
"With all of my heart,"
Ziva's eyes softened at her words.
"I love you, too, Katie-did." Ziva replied, turning a phrase to create a nickname for her.
Kate smirked bashfully, finding it cute.
"I like that." She informed.
"Do you now?" Ziva asked in a sly tone as her accent thickened. "Well, then Ms. Todd, what would you like now?"
Kate sat there, thinking for a minute in the hopes of coming up with something clever to say.
"I would like…" Kate started, turning to Ziva with a seductive smile. "…to give you my all."
Raising an eyebrow, Ziva was surprised by what she heard. Kate then, with great surprise, ambushed Ziva by abruptly allowing her fingers to go to Ziva's clit. She clamped down onto it hard, sending shockwaves throughout Ziva's entire body, rocking her to the core.
"Kate," She sighed, feeling her muscles go tight.
"Yes?" She asked teasingly, rubbing the woman's sensitive bundle of nerves.
Shaking her head, Ziva put her hands on Kate's hips. Suddenly, Kate was the one subdued, feeling Ziva's index and middle finger burying inside of her center.
"Ziva!" Kate hissed, nipping at her neck.
Ziva smiled, pleased with herself. Kate then, as if to retaliate, shoved three of her skilled fingers into Ziva's warm vagina. Ziva, gripping onto the side of the tub, pulled her hand out of Kate and became absolutely astonished by Kate.
"That's my girl." Kate repeated into Ziva's ear as her hips angling upward, giving Kate better access than before. "Someone's needy."
"Uh-huh," Ziva gasped, her eyes closed and her mouth open.
"Be a good girl, Zee-vah, and beg for me." Kate said in a haughty and carnal tone.
Ziva had played this game before with Kate, and depending on how one was to look at it, she had either lost or won. Either way, Kate still fucked Ziva. Biting her lip, Ziva decided to comply with Kate's demands.
"Please, Kate," She moaned as Kate stuck one finger into Ziva, moving agonizingly slow. "Kate, oh please dear God, ah…"
Kate could feel Ziva going tight around her finger and Kate knew that two could play at this little game. She pulled out and went in again, this time only going in a few centimeters.
"Oh, Kate… Please!" Ziva begged, putting her hands on Kate's back.
Smirking, Kate decided to give Ziva just a little taste of what she wanted and went in with two fingers. Arching her back, Ziva screamed out in erotic pleasure.
"Kate!" Ziva said, feeling Kate's fingers hit her G-spot as they had several times that night.
Kate continued pumping her hand, going faster and harder. Ziva could not help but dig her nails into Kate's back, raking the all of the way down. Kate, sucking on the skin of Ziva's sensitive collar bone, could feel Ziva's climax approaching her faster than ever. Kate's hand became a blur as Ziva felt Kate's passion rushing through her body.
"Oh, God!" Ziva exclaimed which made Kate smile.
"Release, Ziva." Kate whispered. "Cum to me, babe."
And as if on cue Ziva came to Kate, screaming her name.
"KATE!"
Trembling, Ziva remained there, breathless. She shook as her climax subsided. Kate watched the woman and kissed her forehead, deciding to now be gentle with the newbie. Kate could tell that, despite how hot the sex was, Ziva was most definitely not used to this. She caressed Ziva's cheek as her hazel eyes connected with beautiful brown orbs. Ziva allowed a small smile to creep onto her face as Kate did this.
"Are you alright?" Kate asked, rubbing Ziva's skin.
"Yes," replied the Israeli, a hint of tiredness in her voice.
Kate, taking Ziva's hands, sat them up to where there legs wrapped around each other's waists. Kate cupped Ziva's face in her hands and leaned in, kissing her softly. Ziva did not hesitate when it came to kissing back. Sighing into the kiss, Ziva felt Kate burying her hands into her mass of damp curls. She mimicked the woman's actions, feeling Kate's straight hair through her wandering fingers. Kate could only giggle at this. She allowed her lips to roam to Ziva's jawline and down to her neck, which tasted of suds and salty sweat. She smiled, enjoying the taste well. She then realized something. What were they going to do now? She had fingered her countless times, and massaged her too. She had no toys. Kate had exhausted all forms of pleasuring Ziva, or so she thought. Ziva pulled away from Kate's succulent, delectable lips and looked into her hazel eyes.
"More?" Ziva asked, looking Kate up and down.
"Okay, baby, but… I do not know what else to do to you." Kate admitted sheepishly as she played with Ziva's left nipple.
"Hmm…" Ziva hummed as she thought, pursing her lips to the side.
She looked around the candlelit bathroom, feeling the romantic atmosphere warm her soul. She then saw it. A shower head. What confused Ziva was the first thought which came to mind when she laid eyes on it. That looks fun. Ziva said, pulling her bottom lip between her teeth coyly.
"What is it, Ziva?" Kate asked, watching the woman.
"Well," She blushed. "I think I found…something."
She gestured her eyes up at the shower head and Kate followed them, seeing it. It was one of those shower heads which one could take down and move around. She raised an eyebrow at the woman before her and wondered if she was serious.
"Please?" Ziva requested.
Kate smirked slightly and nodded before kissing Ziva's cheek. She stood up carefully and grabbed the shower head, sitting back down.
"Do you want this, baby?" Kate asked, holding up the shower head.
"Yes, please!" Ziva said enthusiastically.
"Hmm," She hummed with satisfaction, rubbing Ziva's olive tan thigh with her cream colored hand.
Ziva could feel herself growing antsy with want. Kate's hand was soothing yet it also made Ziva even hornier, wanting Kate to please her more. With the metal shower head in hand, Kate placed it near her pussy, rubbing it against her teasingly. Ziva whimpered, hating the teasing. Kate knew all of the right buttons to push which made Ziva happy for once.
"Kate, please… more!" Ziva begged, resting her head on her lover's shoulder.
Kate, grinning mischievously, put her finger on the button on the shower head. She wanted to hear Ziva beg some more. For some unknown reason Kate got off on hearing Ziva beg. Ziva, meanwhile, could feel Kate moving the device up and down her folds, making her want it even more.
"Kate, please…I need you." She whispered, her toes curling with eroticism.
Kate could literally hear the desire in Ziva's voice, and she knew what to do. With the push of a button, water came jetting out of the shower head. It was so warm and Ziva moaned loudly in response. Kate stuck it as close to her center as she could, which allowed Ziva to become succumbed by her. Ziva, completely at Kate's mercy, held onto her frame, rocking her hips against the shower head.
"Harder," Kate ordered, feeling herself growing horny.
Ziva obeyed, rocking some more.
"Faster," Kate spoke again, enjoying ordering her around.
Ziva's hips sped against the shower head, feeling the water pulsating against her womanhood. Ziva bit her lip, praying to hold back her orgasm which was steadily mounting.
"Come on, Zi, more…" Kate urged, thrusting the shower head a bit.
Within moments Ziva climaxed, going limp against Kate as she had many times that evening. Kate slowed the shower jet, rubbing it against the woman gradually. Soon, when Ziva was back down to Earth, Kate moved it away, turning it off.
"Oh, Kate." Ziva managed to breathe out. "You're so good to me."
Kate could only smile.
"I try," She replied, kissing Ziva's shoulder. "You did quite great also, well, for a Probie."
Ziva giggled at Kate's compliment, still holding onto the woman as if she were a life line.
"That good, eh?" Kate asked.
Ziva nodded. This in turn made Kate happy and excited.
"Good."
Ziva hummed a bit, resting in Kate's loving embrace.
"I love you," Ziva said softly.
"I love you, too, my little minx." Kate replied, giving Ziva a pet name.
Ziva could only giggle at this, all the while wondering where this would go. Would it be one night? Would it be many nights? Ziva shook the thoughts away and watched as Kate stood up, holding out her hands for Ziva. Smiling, the Israeli took her hands and stood.
"I think it is about time we got out." Kate observed, glancing over at the clock mounted on the wall.
It read eleven o'clock pm. Ziva allowed herself to nod, agreeing with Caitlin. As they stepped out of the tub, Ziva had no idea that the bathtub was only the beginning. Caitlin Todd had much more in store for Ziva David. Wrapping herself in a towel, Ziva watched as Kate blew out some of the candles, the room then becoming swallowed by darkness. She kept her chocolate eyes on the NCIS agent before her and used her signature elevator eyes to scrutinize her every curve, something she wished her hands could be doing. Smirking, she began to think about what that would be like. Kate turned to Ziva, smiling to her. Her face then showed confusion when she noticed Ziva seemed lost in her headspace.
"Ziva?" Kate asked, stepping towards her.
Still, she did not answer. Just then, a twisted smile formed on Kate's face when she got a crazy idea. Placing her hand on Ziva's narrow shoulders, Kate allowed her lips to collide with Ziva's. This kiss snapped Ziva out of her thoughts and instantly she reacted. She kissed her back. Kate, taking advantage of this, pressed her slender frame into a nearby wall, kissing her more. Growling, Kate began making a meal out of Ziva, so to speak. Ziva, her eyes shut, felt Kate's lips travel lower down her body, pausing on her pulse point.
"Take your towel off." Kate ordered, hiking Ziva's right leg up over her hip.
"Yes ma'am." Ziva replied, mock saluting her whilst she removed the purple towel.
It fell to the floor, revealing her marvelously tan frame, which Kate personally loved. She held her steady to the wall with her hips, keeping one hand on Ziva's hip for safety. Their legs were a tangled mess and so were they. These two women became lost in each other's lips and hands, both roaming to places that would make the toughest of men blush. Kate had never been this happy with anyone before. After knowing Ziva for so many years, she had no idea that she was capable of being so submissive. This got her off on several levels.
"Ziva," whispered Kate as she kissed down her neck.
"Katie," Ziva replied in the form of a moan.
"You're so…" Kate started, pausing to kiss Ziva's succulent lips for several moments. "…sexy."
Ziva could only giggle in an uncharacteristic fashion as Kate's hands ran up Ziva's toned thighs. Ziva's pleasured moans filled the otherwise silent residence, causing more of Kate's neighbors to become frustrated. Kate stopped her hands only centimeters from Ziva's womanhood. She looked up at the Israeli, smirking. She noticed Ziva's expression which was a rather fitting look of impatience mixed with pleasure.
"Please," Ziva grunted out, wanting Kate inside of her.
Kate only bent down, pressing her lips to Ziva's neck. Ziva arched herself from the wall, angling herself so that Kate could have just a little better access to Ziva's tantalizing flesh.
"Please?" Ziva begged, biting down onto her bottom lip.
Still Kate did not speak, which makes Ziva irritated. Kate then began to touch Ziva's pussy, making it seem as though her fingers were barely even there. This has Ziva pouting, whimpering, wanting even more from the woman. Kate, however, was doing this teasing for the shits and giggles it was worth. She loved Ziva and wanted to enjoy her time with the woman. What neither party realized at the time was just how fun this teasing could be and how fun it would get.