Author's Note: Hey guys! I hope there are people still interested in this story, since I haven't updated in three months. Thanks to all of you who have reviewed my last chapter, or recently followed and favourited this story. I hope this is up to your expectations!

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN NCIS.

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She walked out the door, still naked, with him following her closely behind. She walked to the Observation Room, turning the doorknob and entering the room quickly, just in case the night janitor happened to be passing by. Jethro followed behind her and locked the door, not turning till he heard the satisfying click.

He made to turn around, but just as he did, he was pushed up against the wall with the surprisingly strong push of her hand on his chest. She smirked at his surprised expression, leaning in and pressing a soft kiss to his jawline while steadily moving down onto his neck.

"Mm, Jethro." She murmured softly, kissing his collarbone and grazing her teeth on the skin of his neck.

She pressed her body tightly to his, and he could feel her breasts on his chest. She hooked one leg onto his, keeping him close. One of his hands travelled up her back and gripped her hair tightly as she continued to lick the skin of his neck. He leant his head against the wall, enjoying what she was doing to him, the sensations her lips were causing, and the feel of her naked body pressed tightly against his. He was getting more than a little aroused, and he knew that she knew it too.

She could feel his length harden against her thighs, and if she moved just so slightly to the left, she would be able to feel his rod just lightly touch her centre.

She tried not to tempt herself. After all, it wasn't the goal here.

He tried not to think about how good her tongue felt against his skin, but it was hard not to – her tongue just continued relentlessly teasing him, licking the sensitive spots she knew by heart, and making it harder for him to supress his moans. He pressed his head harder into the door, trying so hard not to make a sound for fear of someone hearing them from outside. But even as he did that, he thought that he was missing something, that she needed to do something before they proceeded.

He was struck with the realisation that they hadn't kissed on the lips before they started this, and as he realised it, his need to feel her lips on his tripled by a thousand, and he just couldn't let her continue without giving him a proper kiss first.

"Jen," he mumbled suddenly, his hand gripping her hair tighter. She looked up, a devious look beneath her eyelashes. "Your lips. I need your lips."

She raised an eyebrow, but then remembered that the one thing he had enjoyed (besides sex, of course) was her kisses. She straightened up so that her forehead met his lips and tiptoed, giving him a light kiss just to tease him.

He let out a growl and lunged for her, his lips catching her in a passionate, lust-fuelled kiss that went on. Her lips parted as his tongue begged for entrance and their tongues fought a duel. Her hands travelled from his chest to the back of his neck. One of his hands stayed in her hair while the other grabbed her around the waist, preventing her from moving. He devoured her, savouring the taste of her and enjoying the way she kissed him.

Their kiss came to a natural end, leaving them panting and breathless against each other. They looked at each other, caught up in their kisses, their smiles, the look in the other's eyes as their lips met again for a shorter, sweeter kiss. Her lips captured his several times more for shorter kisses and her hands travelled from behind his neck to his chest, her finger splayed against it.

"Mm, I love you." She mumbled against his lips, reaching up for another kiss. He smiled.

"You make me breathless." He said softly, his breath on her lips. "You're wonderful."

And just six little words lit up her life just as much as the three words would have, because they all meant the same thing – at least to them. She reached up for one last kiss before continuing her trail down, starting from his shoulders.

She paid some much needed attention to her shoulder blades, kissing and just lightly grazing her teeth over the spots. He felt the air-conditioning cool their sweat-slicked skin and held her tighter against him. She continued to his nipples, sucking and licking them hard, making him groan in pleasure. She spent a little more time than necessary on his nipples, enjoying the effect on him.

"Tease," he growled softly.

"You love it." She murmured, before going back to his nipples.

Watching her treat his body like a temple was causing his arousal to flare three times more and he was now rock hard, his length standing up to attention. She skipped his stomach and went straight for his hips, teasing him there a bit longer, getting closer but not quite reaching there yet.

"Jen," his voice was strained. "Please don't."

She went down on her knees, face-to-face with the towering organ that sprang to life from her advances. She smirked, slowly approaching it and licking its head, making the owner groan and the sound of his head hitting the door to echo around the room. She gripped his shaft, stroking gently, before increasing the speed, and she could see the pre-cum gathering on the head of his penis. He growled, the sensations overwhelming him.

She licked the pre-cum off before wrapping her lips around the head of his penis and sucking gently.

"God, Jen." He groaned. His hand gripped tighter on her hair and pushed her head down further on him.

She took him an inch further, playing with his balls. She held his length steady and sucked hard on her personal lollipop. He groaned louder still, his head falling onto the door behind him. She kept going, sucking harder while taking him further and further into her mouth.

He finally came with a groan and a thrust forward into her mouth, and a stream of cum flooded her mouth. She sucked off the cum on the head, moving back slowly.

Her forest green eyes met his ice blue ones and she looked directly at him as she swallowed and licked her lips.

"Jen," he groaned softly, hating how she could do something so seductively and have him so tightly wound around her finger.

She smirked lightly, sliding up his body and kissing his jawline softly. He moved his head down to capture her lips with his in a passionate steamy kiss. Their tongues duelled fiercely, and their hands roamed each other's sweat-slicked bodies with hunger.

With a sudden force, he flipped them and pushed her hard against the wall, attacking her with his kisses. He tangled a hand in her hair, holding her steady while giving her the kiss of a lifetime. The other hand reached for her hips, pulling them closer to his. She could feel his member getting hard again.

"Jethro," she said breathlessly, in between kisses. "Jethro, stop."

She placed a firm hand on his chest to stop him from continuing with his advances, but he took it softly into his, his thumb stroking her hand softly. He leaned his forehead into hers, looking into her eyes. She closed her eyes, breathing in deeply and enjoying the feeling of their closeness before reminding herself that there was something she needed to do in this room.

She pressed a soft, non-bruising kiss onto his lips, a stark contrast to the kisses he gave her moments before.

"I need to delete the video on the surveillance camera. Do you know who was in the Observation Room last?" she asked softly, walking past him and sitting on the chair in front of the computer screen.

She rewind the footage and stopped to when they entered the Interrogation Room.

"Dinozzo." Jethro almost growled. He was gonna kill him in the morning.

Jenny smiled softly.

"Relax, Jethro, the case kept them late and he probably didn't realise anything he did until he reached home." She shrugged, not giving much thought to it.

She deleted the footage and the back-up, just to be sure there wasn't any traces of their encounter on the Interrogation table. She prayed that no one would notice the time jump on the computer screen.

"Done." She said, satisfied when she clicked the 'delete' button. She laid back on the chair, looking up at Jethro, who was standing right behind her. His fingers ran through her hair softly, smoothing out the tangles softly.

She gave him a small, satisfied smile and he grinned at her, leaning down to kiss her softly.

She looked at the clothes that had been thrown carelessly at the corner of the room, nodding at it.

"Put on your clothes – there's one more place I want to go that isn't near here." She said softly.

He raised his eyebrows.

"Not tired yet?" he asked her.

"Nope." She said, popping the 'p'. She glanced at him. "Why? Are you?"

"No." he said indignantly. She laughed.

"I was just teasing, Jethro. But," she said more seductively, standing up and placing a hand on his chest. "If you're up to it, you can have me one more time."

That was it.

Feeling his member spring to life again, she smirked and instantly knew his answer.

I hope this was okay... It's my first time writing a blowjob scene, and I'm not sure if it's too steamy or too laid back. Maybe some suggestions on how to improve?

Anyways, the next update will be the very last chapter of The Extended Family, so be sure to check that out.

I'll try to update more frequently, but I promise that I won't abandon any stories I post. I will try my best to complete them and update them regularly.

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-Nat