A/N: I hope everyone managed to read chapter 12 in between FFnet having an 'episode' ...and with any luck there will be alerts for this chapter. Thanks heaps for continuing to read and review and add to favs :)
Chapter 13
Abby woke the next morning, cocooned in a blanket of warmth. Strong arms encircled her waist and a hard body pressed against her from behind. Gibbs' legs were wrapped around hers, ensuring that she couldn't escape from his hold, and his face was tucked into the back of her neck, his warm breath fanning out across her skin. Keeping her eyes closed she moved one of her hands down from where it rested on his arm to softly massage the length of his thigh as it curled over her hip. Abby didn't think she'd ever get tired of waking up this way, she felt so safe, so cherished and so wanted.
They had barely moved since getting into bed the night before and Abby couldn't remember the last time she'd slept so soundly. Just as Gibbs had said, he'd stayed with her, his body intimately moulded against her back and completely aligned with her contours. She marvelled how the shape of him fit against her back just as perfectly as they melded together from the front, as if they were made that way; destined to be one by a higher power.
"You still here?" The roughness of his sleepy voice made Abby smile and she tried to nestle back against him more.
"Not going anywhere...not that I have much choice with the hold you have on me."
He tightened his arms around her. "Didn't want you sneaking out in the middle of the night to meet one of the locals."
Abby opened her eyes and gasped, feigning shock. "After last night I'm not going anywhere."
Being at the cabin alone with him had turned out better than she had hoped, but they only had a few hours left and Gibbs had to finish off the last of the repairs. While the majority of the first three days had been an emotional strain for them both, the last twelve hours had been the most intense, erotic and tender hours she had experienced in a very long time. Abby loved her work at NCIS but a small part of her wished she and Gibbs could stay here longer. She wanted them to be able to enjoy the changed status of their relationship and to indulge in some of the many sexual fantasies she had about him. She fully intended to make good on all of them once they were home but there was something liberating about being away from the rest of the team, and in such an isolated location.
"How long will it take you to finish up outside?" she asked, her hand still running back and forth along his thigh.
He lifted his head off the pillow to look down on her. "You in a hurry to get home?"
"No, just wondering how much time we have left before we have to go back to real life."
Gibbs kissed her temple. "This not real enough for you?" he said continuing down over her cheek and along her jaw as far as he could reach before lying his head back down.
"You're more real to me than anything," she said on a sigh, feeling his hands skim under the black hoodie she still wore and glide over the skin of her waist and stomach.
"So soft," he mumbled into her neck, kissing her. "So beautiful."
Every one of Abby's nerve endings sparked to life and she rolled over to face him. Untangling her legs from his, she lifted one over the top of his and slid the other underneath, crossing her ankles behind his knees. Shifting her hips as close as they could be to Gibbs' she felt the evidence of his morning arousal trapped snugly between them.
"We have some time then?" Her kiss was slow, gently coercing him to return it as she licked her way along his bottom lip, her hand coming to rest on the side of his face when her tongue entered his mouth.
She felt his groan vibrate through her, his hands still under her clothes but now tracing lines up her back. "I really need to finish up outside..."
"And I really need you."
He pulled back after kissing her once more. "Why don't you keep the bed warm, you can get some more rest...until I come back?"
Abby couldn't believe that he wanted to stop. There was no way she was going to be able to wait until he'd finished what he needed to outside, and from the state of his body as he moved out of her grasp either was he. Gibbs sat on the edge of the bed and she could tell from the way his shoulders rose and fell that he was trying to calm himself.
"Leroy Jethro Gibbs...are you really gonna leave me?"
He stood up and walked around to her side of the bed, holding her face gently in his hands and pressing another sweet kiss to her lips. "I'll just have a shower and get to work. It won't take me long...and I'll have added incentive to be quick if you're in here."
Slumping back onto the pillows Abby let out a frustrated sigh. She heard Gibbs moving around in the bathroom, the shower starting up moments later. Looking longing at the door inspiration struck her and she flung back the bed covers, a grin spreading out over her face as she stripped off her clothes and headed quietly into the bathroom.
Although sleeping in the bed with Abby had been much better for his muscles, among other things, Gibbs' body still ached from the manual labour during the day and trying to keep Abby and himself from falling off the hammock last night. The hot water beating down on his back started to ease his aches and he moved his head under the stream of water, letting it run over his hair and face. Closing his eyes he leaned forward against the wall of the shower and let the water massage his back, not noticing when Abby crept into the bathroom and stepped into the shower with him.
Long fingers ghosted down over his back, moving lower over his ass before trailing up and over his shoulder blades. The feel of her combined with the warmth of the water made his skin tingle and Gibbs remained where he was, arms resting at shoulder height against the wall. Her fingers scraped through the hair at the nape of his neck and he involuntarily let a shaky breath escape from his lungs.
"It took every shred of restraint I had to keep myself from you when I saw you with your shirt off..." Abby purred. Her hands roamed over his wet slippery back, her thumbs sliding up his spine as she placed a kiss between his shoulder blades. She took a step closer, her hips pressing against the curve of Gibbs' backside as she ground her heat against him.
"And when you were up on that ladder, all I could see was muscle and bare skin...and this..." Seeking out the dimples at the base of his back Abby gently caressed over them with her fingers and Gibbs' eyes shot open. She grabbed his hips and pulled him backwards a step. Gibbs moved willingly, the palms of his hands now flat against the wall for support.
When Abby crouched down behind him, her lips trailing over the tiny indentations on his lower back with her tongue, Gibbs instantly hardened. His head fell forward and when he saw her fingers span out over his sides and stomach he almost reached out to take one of her hands and place it on his straining organ. He wanted the relief, but he didn't want it without her.
Abby sealed her lips over the dimples, alternating between them as she sucked the sensitive skin, her tongue darting into the small grooves. Gibbs knew she wouldn't need to keep going for very long before he would come undone, ending things far too soon. With each stroke of her tongue she drove him crazy; bringing him closer to the edge and leaving him with images of what her mouth could do to other parts of his body.
When she stood up Abby leaned forward, her breath hot in his ear as she whispered, "you taste better than I ever imagined."
"Thought you were gonna wait?" he said, the huskiness in his voice betraying just how much he wanted her.
"Don't think I can." One of her hands curved around his side, over his hip and slid down along the erection that he had clearly been unsuccessful in taming. "And I don't think you can either."
He turned to face her, steam rising around them and bringing a brighter flush of red to Abby's cheeks. Their kiss was rushed and heated, and much more demanding than the gentle ones they'd exchanged in bed only moments ago. They had been about love, acceptance and tenderness. But now it was all about a need to satisfy their unforgiving desire for each other. Abby's hands on him and the lead up in bed had left them both aroused and when Gibbs' fingers ventured between her thighs her moistness coated his strong digits, leaving neither of them in doubt about how things were going to end. Drawing out more of her wetness he glided over her softness, making her whimper as he teased her.
"Been ready since I woke in your arms Gibbs...doesn't take much where you're concerned."
Lifting her, he spun them around, pinning Abby against the wall of the shower as her legs locked around his waist. They were out of the direct line of the water but the heat coming from it along with their need left them both panting. Gibbs gripped onto the perfect roundness of her butt and angled her hips slightly. Kissing her gently, he opened his mouth to brush his tongue against hers at the same moment he slowly pushed inside her.
Abby immediately started to buck against him, their tongues continuing to duel and her heels digging into his back. Feeling her wrapped around him was something Gibbs knew he'd never get enough of. The way he filled her and the look of sheer pleasure on her face when he slid inside her would forever be ingrained in his memory. Gibbs knew Abby was beautiful, but watching her in the midst of passion, seeing her completely unguarded as he drove her wild; he'd never seen anything so breathtaking.
Gasping for air he ended the kiss and started to withdraw out of her all the way. Teasing her, he rubbed his hardness slowly along the length of her damp folds before plunging back in to her heated depths. "God Gibbs...don't stop..."
"Not going to."
This time when he could feel the sounds of pleasure being drawn from his throat he didn't try to silence them. He groaned into her ear with each stroke, keeping his rhythm as Abby circled her hips, her mantra of short frantic cries for completion rushing from her mouth each time he pushed into her.
Abby's fingers clutched onto the back of his head as she leaned down to kiss along his shoulder, biting then licking his neck when Gibbs' thrusts started to become more urgent. He winced at the pain, the sensation going straight to his groin and making him grip onto her hips tighter. Their bodies were so hot and wet from the combination of their actions mixed with the water and steam that Gibbs wanted to turn off the shower to lower the temperature but he couldn't stop. The feeling of her tightness around him, her moist heat dragging him so close was more than he could stand.
Taking her with abandon he drove into her harder and faster with each successive stroke. Abby held onto him with everything she had, her fingers digging into his shoulders with every powerful plunge. The pressure of their thrusts and Gibbs tilting her pelvis to increase their friction was all she needed to send her over the edge. She pulsed around him, gripping onto him even tighter as tremor after tremor vibrated through her body. Gibbs pounded into her several more times, shuddering as his lips crushed against hers. Collapsing against her, he moved his hands along her smooth shaking legs, the wall taking all their weight.
"Didn't think you could wait," Abby smirked with satisfaction.
"Don't think I'll ever be able to with you, Abbs."
Gibbs slipped from her body as she lowered her legs and they began to wash each other, continuing to explore and exchange kisses. He couldn't wait to have Abby in his bed, so he could take his time with her and commit every little detail of her to his memory. He wanted to wake up with her every day like he had this morning, wrapped completely around her with barely a breath separating them. But more than anything he needed for her to hear how much he was in love with her, his actions had shown her but she deserved to know just how important she was to him.
Once they stepped from the shower and dressed Abby began gathering their things up to be put in the truck. While Gibbs added the last of the finishing touches to the porch Abby made them coffee and toast and tidied up in the kitchen. Handing Gibbs a cup of coffee as she walked outside, she tenderly kissed his cheek and smiled when he took several large gulps of the hot liquid the instant she moved away.
"Anyone would think you had an addiction, Gibbs."
"Usually had at least two cups by now...someone got me a little distracted," he grinned and took the piece of toast she offered him.
Gibbs of course hadn't minded the diversion that had kept him from his morning coffee; given the choice he'd take what he'd just experienced with Abby in the shower over caffeine any day. "You need help with anything inside?"
"No, though you might find your bag is a little heavier than when you left home."
Gibbs eyebrows rose. "Do I wanna know why?"
Abby bowed her head shyly, trying to avoid his gaze. "Well, it was just easier to put some of my clothes in your bag than trying to cram everything in mine."
He finished off the last of his toast, his free hand sliding around her waist when he leaned in to whisper. "What's mine is yours, Abby."
From the smile on her face and the kiss she pressed to the corner of his lips Gibbs knew that she understood he wasn't just talking about the bag.
Abby rested her forehead against his. "I'm pretty sure you already have everything of mine that matters."
Gibbs reluctantly pulled back from her. They both knew their time at the cabin was coming to an end even though neither of them was ready to leave. Putting his coffee cup down on the table he reached up to stroke his thumb under her bottom lip. "We'll come back," he promised. "And it'll be different next time."
Abby forced a smile and placed her hands on his shoulders; she didn't need to say anything, her look of sadness said it all. Sensing her mood was changing Gibbs pressed a quick kiss to her lips and pulled her into his arms. For endless moments they stayed tightly held within each other's embrace; Gibbs's arms around her waist while Abby's linked behind his neck, her head on his shoulder. When they hesitantly broke apart Abby's radiant smile made his heart skip a beat, his eyes following her as she walked away. Gibbs returned to tidying up outside, his thoughts never once wavering from the woman who had changed his life forever.
Once they were all packed up and ready to go Abby walked over to Gibbs as he waited for her by the truck. She moved to snuggle into his side and looked back at the cabin. The porch looked immaculate and it was impossible to tell that four days ago half of it had been missing. "You really do have very talented hands," she grinned.
"I do alright," Gibbs answered; knowing full well if he gave in to what she was insinuating they wouldn't leave for at least another hour. Opting for the safe way out he put his arm around her shoulders and pulled her closer. "You ready to go?"
"I guess so," she sighed.
"Aren't you missing your lab?...Caf-Pow?...Ducky and the rest of the team?"
"I'm gonna miss having you all to myself more than I miss any of those things."
Gibbs could understand how she was feeling, because he felt the same. He was committed to his job but he couldn't help feel a pang of regret that he'd held back for so long when they could've spent the entire time together being happy, rather than brooding. Even if it meant he got no sleep at all in the coming days he'd make up for lost moments with her. Abby would come before anything else in his life, whether it was work, sleep or time in his basement, he'd make her realize how much she meant to him.
"We'll make time, Abbs," he promised, kissing her forehead.
She smiled at him and nodded her head in determination. "We should invite Ray and Margie over for dinner one night...as a thank you."
"As a thank you?" Gibbs raised one of his eyebrows. "I fixed their cabin."
"You know what I'm talking about Gibbs," she scolded him light heartedly.
He led her around to the passenger's side of the truck and opened the door for her. Abby accepted the kiss he gave her as she got in and watched him walk around the truck and sit behind the wheel.
"I'll ask them," Gibbs said, taking one last look at the cabin before he turned the ignition key.
As they drove away from the cabin, Abby couldn't help but feel a mixture of emotions. Reaching out to rest her hand on Gibbs' knee all she could think about was how going back to the routine of normal life might affect their relationship.
TBC..