Author's Note: Hey guys! I know it's been crazy long since I've updated this story, and I just want to quickly apologise for that. I always have this dang excuses but to be honest, why I haven't been updating this time is because I haven't really got the muse to write for this story. But don't worry, it's come back! I'm pumped to be writing more Jibbs in action (if ya know what I mean)

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ENJOY!

She led him down the stairs and stumbled through the hallway, trying to find a room for them to have some privacy. She finally found one that wasn't locked and pulled him in, locking it effectively from the inside.

She turned around and found that she had locked them in the Interrogation Room. She smirked, remembering that she had had fantasies about having sex with Jethro in this room while she was still a Field Agent.

Jethro noticed her smirk and was slightly confused, but before he could ask, she pushed him towards the table and kissed him hard. She dropped their clothes and wrapped both her arms around his neck. Her tongue fought roughly and passionately with his as they kissed, only pulling apart when they needed air.

As they shared heated and passionate kisses, their hands travelled up and down each other's bodies, touching and caressing each other lovingly. Then suddenly, Jethro turned them over and pressed her against the cold metal table, catching her by surprise. She gasped into his mouth and broke the kiss. He smirked as she glared at him, though she didn't really mind that he took control.

His mouth travelled from her mouth to her chin to her neck, kissing and biting the skin there till he was sure there would be a hickey. Her hands moved up his body and to his shoulders, holding him there. She made a mental note to return the favour to him.

As his mouth paid attention to her neck and shoulders, his hands travelled up from where it rested against her thigh to her breasts, cupping both of them firmly. She moaned and pressed a kiss to his head. His mouth continued enjoying the taste of her skin as his fingers played with her nipples, pulling them and rolling them around his fingers.

She bit her lip to stifle a moan as her hands travelled from his shoulders to the top of his head, pushing him down trying to get him to devour her breasts. Her back arched towards him but he ignored her silent requests; he continued to nip at her collarbone.

He knew exactly what he was doing to her – and he was aware that she knew exactly what he wanted her to do – beg. There was nothing sexier and more erotic than watching Jennifer Shepard beg – and he intended to make her do so more than once.

So his fingers continued pulling and playing with her hard and taut nipple and his lips stayed away from her breast area, now devouring the skin of her left shoulder. She moaned – loudly – and wrapped a leg around his waist. He could feel how wet she was on his thigh, and he was tempted to just get on with it and fuck her senseless, but something held him back, and he continued teasing her mercilessly.

She groaned inwardly when he didn't take the bait – she was so desperate for him to devour her breasts. She let out a whimper as he continued playing with her nipple, patiently waiting for her to beg him.

She made up her mind to resist him, to draw it out and see how well his self-control was when she was testing him – he would do exactly as she wanted and not the other way around –

"Please!" she begged, before any amount of self-control or self-respect could stop her.

Well, to hell with her previous plan.

"Please, Jethro!" she continued to beg loudly, with complete disregard of whoever could still be hearing them.

He flashed a winning smile at her and leant down, taking her right breast in his mouth and sucking like she was a tap and he was someone who had been in the Sahara desert for five years. She moaned and wrapped her other leg around his waist. His hands went to her butt and sat her down at the edge of the table.

He paid a considerable amount of attention to both her breasts and he was about to go lower when she stopped him.

"I need you inside me." She whispered.

He positioned himself at her entrance and pushed inside, entering her in one satisfying thrust.

"Like that?" he asked her softly.

She mewled softly and nodded her head frantically, leaning her head on his shoulder and whispering in his ear.

"Just like that." She said. She tried to make him move, but she wasn't successful. "Move. Please."

He held her hips as he started moving slowly, thrusting hard and deep. He angled her hips slightly so he could slip deeper inside of her and she moaned, sucking and licking his neck.

He continued with his slow pace till she cried out.

"Move faster, Jethro – please – I need you to – just – oh my God…" her voice trailed off as he started relentlessly pounding into her the moment she said 'please' with her needy eyes. "Like that, Jethro – oh yes – that feels so good – don't stop – please don't stop!"

"God, Jen." He groaned, as he fucked her senseless. "You're so tight."

He kept up his fast, hard pace until his knees and back ached, and she started screaming loudly as he felt her muscles tightening even more around his shaft. He was now thrusting so hard the table was rocking furiously.

"Oh God – please – don't stop, don't stop – I'm so close, Jethro – make me come!" she shouted, before moaning sexily and he kept thrusting in her.

His reckless pounding made her finally come, screaming his name so loudly he was sure the entire America knew he had just thoroughly fucked her. He groaned and planted his seed as she was still orgasming, making her go into another second, blissful orgasm.

"Mmm," she said, a few moments later. "I've always wanted to fuck you in here."

"Why didn't you say something before?" he asked quietly.

"There was always someone else in the room." She shrugged. She tugged him towards the door. "Come on, we have to find somewhere else to do this."

"Why can't we stay here?" he asked, as he picked up their clothes from the floor.

She looked up at the camera at the corner of the room, its red light still blinking.

"Someone forgot to turn off the camera." She said softly.

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- Natalia.