Without further ado :
One time, long before we were officially an item, she had told me that she wanted to be brought to a lonely island were she wanted to get pleasured in any way that she liked.
Well I couldn't bring her to any lonely island which never before was seen from another human being, but I know a little place you could rent an island for a weekend.
It was just a lake with a few islands all with a small cabin on it.
It was the closest thing to a real lonely island adventure.
Once she would be over the shock she would enjoy herself. I was sure about that.
When we both were seated in my car and Abby was safely buckled up, I let the engine roar to life.
Not able to suppress a little teasing, I spoke up again.
„You might want to make yourself comfortable, get rid of your shoes, sit back relax, or take a nap, we're going to be on the road for a while."
A noise left her lips which sounded awfully lot like a groan, followed by an annoyed sounding „Gibbs":
„Yes." I was proud of my sweetly sounding voice.
She sighed, knowing she wouldn't get told, but asked nonetheless.
„Where are we going?"
Stopping at the stop sign, I leant towards her, kissing the corner of her pouting lips and answered softly. „Payback is a bitch."
With that I drove off again, towards our destination.
„You're killing me," she sighed.
I grinned unable to stop myself from doing so.
„Nope, that isn't my plan, don't worry."
Reading her posture with every glance sideways, I could tell she wouldn't sleep.
With a smile on my lips an idea struck me. An idea that would keep us, okay me, entertained.
Glancing to her torture device of the day, her mind-blowing short skirt I let my hand wander to her thigh. During her squirming the clothing item had wandered upwards all the way to her panty.
I slowed the car down, checked if another car was somewhere in the area and finally moved my hand to the skin of her thigh.
Barely touching her skin, I let my fingertips travel upwards until a soft moan left her lips.
„Jethro." Her voice was breathless.
„hm?" I knew she hated me right now.
„Don't stop."
„Don't stop what?" I asked innocently.
„What you did right now."
I smiled.
„Well, well here are the rules." I said and Abby groaned again.
„Whenever a noise leaves you lips, I stop doing whatever my fingers do."
„But Gibbs." She was getting frustrated.
„Hun, after all this is supposed to be Payback."
„Right." She let herself fall back into the seat.
Taking up speed I decided she would have to wait for the next touch a little while longer.
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