Kensi Blye looked so peaceful lying sprawled out on her back on her side of the bed, her naked body only partially covered by the top sheet. The previous night had been unlike anything she'd experienced thus far in her life.

The previous nights' activities had been, for her, a most welcome distraction from the unnerving phone call she'd received in the parking lot outside the mission. And she had needed it too.

The whole conversation with the creepy, distorted voice on the other end of the phone line had been utterly disturbing—if not frustrating as hell. The way that the man spoke when he talked about her and Deeks being close had not only chilled her to the bone, but made her sick to think that someone out there was following and watching their every move.

Being with Deeks, though, had temporarily eased her mind of all its former troubles for the duration of the evening. He had treated her to a dinner of beer and steak, prepared of course in his own kitchen, and it had been perfect, despite his commenting on how he knew it wasn't the most romantic date she had ever been on. She disagreed though, and tried her hardest to make him believe that—especially after finding out that he'd rented Titanic, her favorite movie of all time, for them to watch.

However, despite their best efforts, the duo only managed to make it through about the first fifteen minutes of the film, before finding themselves engaged in a good old fashioned, hot and heavy make-out session; and everyone knows where actions such as those can often lead two people. Especially when the heat between the pair had become too much for either of them to ignore any longer.

Deeks and Kensi clung tightly to one another as they shuffled backwards out of the living room. "Bedroom's this way." Deeks said, as he tried to motion over his shoulder.

"Lead the way then." She replied, unable to tear her lips away from his for any length of time. Neither partner had ever dreamed that something as trivial as kissing could become as overwhelming and all consuming as it had in just the last 15 minutes.

"Ooh." Kensi stumbled clumsily over one of Monty's chew toys, but was able to maintain her balance enough that neither of them had to stop their backwards procession towards the bedroom.

"Careful," Deeks warned her between kisses. "Its like a minefield through here." Kensi chuckled against the shaggy-haired mans' lips.

Seconds later they finally reached their destination, but there was still one obstacle left standing between them and sweet, sweet victory—the door. Kensi leaned back against its smooth finish, with Deeks hovering just above her with his forehead just touching hers. They were both breathing heavily as they stood there together gasping for air.

"Are we…really doing this?" she asked at last, swallowing a lump in her throat, as she looked up into her partner's eyes. She searched his Pacific Ocean blue eyes for any traces of uncertainty or doubt—she found none. "Is this really what we want?"

Deeks moved his hands down to her firm buttocks, and then pulled her close so that their sexes were just touching one another through the fabrics of their clothes.

Kensi gasped, and then shuddered at the heat that was instantly generated by his hardness pressing into the space between her thighs. "Oh, Deeks." She whimpered. "Oh, please." She begged.

"You feel that." He whispered to her, all the while struggling to remain in full control of his own body. "I'm so hard right now-" he continued. His eyes were closed as he spoke the words that hung just on the tip of his tongue. "-so hard…for you, Kens."

It was only now that Kensi actually felt just how hot and bright her own fire was burning within her, and the intense ache that came with it was for one thing, and one thing only—Him. She knew then that nothing else would do, and that no one else would even come close to being able to squelch the fires or satisfy the hunger ignited by the shaggy-haired detective.

Kensi pressed herself even closer to Deeks, and whispered between kisses as a low growl escaped his throat. "I'm so hot for you right now." She whimpered softly. "I need you to take me…take me now—please."

Deeks grabbed the doorknob and forced the door open. He then pushed his partner through the opening to the other side—shutting the door back once he was safely inside the room with her.

Kensi began to stir from her dreamless slumber as new sunlight poured in through a crack in the curtains that covered the bedroom windows. She blinked several times while shielding her delicate eyes with her arm; but it became too much and she finally rolled away from the thin beam of harsh light.

She now stared at the exposed skin of Deeks' lightly tanned back. She could see the thin scratch marks left behind where her fingernails had dug into the soft flesh just below his right shoulder blade during the previous nights' sexual interlude.

She reached out and gently ran her fingers over the tender flesh wound, that she had unintentionally inflicted upon her partner. As she did this memories of the nights' affair flashed through her mind, vivid and clear as day, as she silently studied the uneven markings.

Deeks slid the thin protective sleeve over his erection, and then discarded the empty foil packet in the wastebasket on his side of the bed. Kensi marveled at the size of his hardness, and couldn't help but wonder to herself whether or not it would fit into her tight little space.

He leaned forward, and kissed the gorgeous brunette fully on the lips as he gently pushed his way into her tender folds. She gasped as her body adjusted to his size, and was amazed at how perfectly they seemed to fit together. "Oh…God." She moaned.

He waited a moment, watching for any signs that he might be hurting her. "You okay?" he asked softly, studying her face. "Am I hurting you?"

Kensi shook her head at the shaggy-haired man. "No…Ah, you just feel so good." She breathed. They kissed, and then he began to move within her—slowly at first. Their tempo increased steadily, until she found herself literally begging him for more as her fingernails began to dig into the soft flesh below his right shoulder blade.

"Ooh, Ooh…Deeks, Oh God! Don't stop, please don't stop." She moaned as he drove deeper and deeper into her steamy, wetness. "Yes, yes, yes…Oooh."

Kensi couldn't help but notice how her own body was devoid of markings of any kind—a definite step up from what she was used to with all the one night stand she'd had over the years. Deeks definitely wasn't like the other guys she'd been with over the years. He had been gentle, thoughtful, and loving. That's what it was. What they had experienced together was more than just heated sex…they had loved.

Kensi was on her hands and knees, and Deeks' muscular form loomed over hers as he drove into her hard and fast from behind—the sound of flesh slapping against flesh only added fuel to the already intensely burning fire raging between them.

They were finally nearing the finish, and the edge of the seemingly endless abyss stretched out just before them. Kensi could feel the coil inside her winding tighter and tighter until it began to feel as though it could spring loose at any second.

Deeks could feel his own clock ticking down dangerously fast, and knew that it was only a matter of time before he reached his end point.

"Come on, come on-yeah baby. Yeah, Oh-We're almost there. We're almos-Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh…Oooooooohhhh—Yes!" Kensi nearly screamed with her orgasm, and then one last thrust, and Deeks too tumbled over the edge—reeling in the aftershocks of his own powerful release. "Ah, Ugh…Kensi." He breathed her name as he collapsed forward, barely able to hold himself up any longer.

Kensi felt herself fall completely over the edge, tumbling down into a swirling abyss of bright lights and colors. Her entire body was wracked with wave after wave of intense, earth shattering pleasure.

Afterward, The pair laid over on their sides, sweaty and exhausted, and snuggled up against each other. Deeks kissed Kensi gently on the cheek, and held her close as if letting go meant losing her forever.

"I…love…you." He mumbled just as a deep and dreamless sleep began to fall over him.

Kensi smiled at the memory of being held so close, and being told she was loved. It warmed her heart just thinking about, and that's when it hit her. She sat up, leaned over, and kissed Deeks gently on the cheek. "I love you…more." She whispered softly.

Then she heard a sound like someone or something scratching against the bedroom door—it was Monty she quickly realized. The poor thing had been left all alone in the living room all night long.

She pushed herself over the edge of the bed, and quietly made her way over to the dresser, where she knew there was at least one drawer that Deeks kept for her in case of emergency.

She found herself a tank top and a pair of running shorts, and quickly slipped into the garments. She glanced over her shoulder at the alarm clock on Deeks' nightstand.

It was still early enough in the morning for her to do her morning run—as was part of her daily routine. I could take Monty out with me. He could stretch his legs, and do his business at the same time. And Deeks can get a little more sleep before work.

She made her decision, and then quietly slipped out of the room. "Hey boy." She greeted the shaggy-haired mutt once on the other side of the door. Monty jumped up, and licked at Kensi's face when she squatted down to scratch behind his ears.

"We didn't mean to leave you out here all alone." She told him sweetly. "Can you forgive us?" Monty licked her cheek, and she took that as a sign of forgiveness.

She stood up then, and walked towards the kitchen. Monty followed close behind on her heels as she made a beeline for the refrigerator—from which she plucked a fresh bottle of water.

"Wanna go for a walk with me?" she asked the shaggy dog, as she walked around into the living room area next. Monty yelped excitedly, and Kensi had to gently scold him for being noisy while his 'daddy' was still sleeping.

Monty ran off towards the laundry room then, and when he came back out Kensi noticed that he was carrying his leash between his teeth. "He was right." Kensi remarked as she took the leash from the dog and hooked it up to his collar. "You are smart."

Before they left Kensi grabbed two items from the same cabinet above the kitchen sink. The first was a power bar for herself, and she knew that Deeks wouldn't mind her snitching just one on account of he did the same thing to her the last time he'd fallen asleep drunk at her place after a long day at work. The second item was a doggy treat from a medium-sized bag for Monty.

"Come on." She said, waving the treat high above the shaggy mutt's head. She broke the snack in half, like she'd always seen Deeks do, and gave him one half of the treat before they headed out. "Good boy." She tousled the hairs on top of the dogs' head, and then the set out for their run.

Stepping out into the early morning sunshine Kensi couldn't help but feel happy inside, and it showed on her outside. She wore a bright smile across her face, and found a brisk spring to her step that hadn't been there before. She even found herself, at one point during the exercise, actually humming along with every cheesy love song that popped into her head.

The duo started out at a slow jog, and then quickened their pace after reaching the end of the second street. It became a fun little game at times, between the two of them, to see who could run the fastest from one point to the next. They were enjoying each other's company so much, and Kensi wondered why she had been so cold towards the lovable mutt in the past.

As the pair continued their run, she caught herself watching the happy mutt jogging alongside her, and she imagined living this life everyday for the rest of forever.

She pictured herself waking up to Deeks and Monty every morning, and going running with one or both of them everyday. She imagined how happy she would be with that life.

Everything seemed so perfect to her right then, and she began to think that there couldn't possibly be anything that could ruin this day—or was there?

Kensi had her cell phone strapped to the waistband of her shorts. She always carried it with her when she ran, even though no one ever called her so early in the morning. This morning, however, some one did.

The chorus from 'I Will Not Bow' by Breaking Benjamin suddenly began blaring from her hip, and she immediately reached for her cell phone. She blew out a frustrated sigh as she slowed to a stop in front of a little neighborhood park—Monty hobbled to a stop beside her a seconds later.

She read the Caller ID to herself, and it only made matters worse. It was that 'private number' from the day before. She knew she shouldn't answer, but she decided to anyway. She figured she could really give the asshole on the other end a piece of her mind.

"Listen up asshole, I don't know what your trying to do or what your game is, but-" she started.

"In a bad mood this morning? I would have thought after last night's little interlude—you'd be little miss sunshine this morning." The creepy voice said, cutting her off mid-sentence.

Kensi was stunned into silence. Was she hearing correctly? Had this perverted son-of-a-bitch been spying on her and Deeks? She did not even want to think about that as a possibility.

"Don't be surprised my dear," the voice continued. "I make it my business to know things…and that is actually why I contacted you in the first place."

Kensi found herself turning in all directions, searching and scanning the area around her from close-up to far off—as if hoping to maybe see some kind of surveillance van or vehicle tailing her.

"You see my dear, you have a very particular skill set—a skill set which I need." He explained. "And I am prepared to do whatever it takes to acquire it…to acquire You, I should say."

Kensi huffed, and looked down at the shaggy dog sitting at her feet. She motioned to the dog that the person she was talking to was crazy. "Sorry to burst your bubble, Mr., but I am not for sale—not now, not ever." She said evenly.

"Oh, I doubt that. I doubt that very much." The voice said with an eerie chuckle. "I trust you've thought about what I said when last we spoke."

"Hasn't really crossed my mind, to be honest." Kensi remarked plainly.

"No, I guess not-No matter then. My point is simply this, everyone has a price, and yours, not surprisingly, is the safety and well-being of your detective friend." The creepy voice pointed out. "Should something happen that might endanger his life—then it stands to reason that You could be made to do just about anything." You could almost hear the thin little sneer that crossed his lips.

Kensi straightened up, clearly agitated and so ready to be finished with this stalker voice. "Okay, you listen up and listen good—you arrogant asshole! I don't know who you are, and frankly I don't care. But hear me now…stay the hell away from my partner, or so help me I will hunt you down and I will fucking kill you. Understand me?"

The creepy voice seemed to chuckle in slight amusement as the female federal agent. "There's no need for idle threats, my dear. I shall not call you again—but know this, by the end of the day…You will come to Me. And you will come willingly."

With that the phone line went dead, and Kensi was left with a rather unsettling feeling in regards to what the creepy voice had said just prior to hanging up on her. After a minute or two though, she shook it off and tried to re-focus on finishing her morning run with Monty.

…TBC…

Yeah, I know. I did kind of cut this chapter a little short, but I did so for a very good reason. See, once I reached the point where I actually did stop, I just couldn't resist leaving it as sort of a cliffhanger—you know to keep you guys guessing as to what might be in store for our favorite couple in the next chapter.

Hope you guys enjoyed this latest chapter, and I hope you will all join me for the next thrilling chapter once it is posted. Keep commenting and reviewing! And as always, HAPPY READING!