A/N: This was meant to be the last chapter but since certain people, who shall remain unnamed :p wanted a last dose of smut, there'll be one more chapter. Thanks for continuing to read and review!

Epilogue part 2

Gibbs ushered Abby into the cabin ahead of him, closing the door behind them and bringing her a step closer so he could press a kiss to her cheek. Her eyes fluttered closed at the barely there contact, his touch feather light as he caressed the side of her face with his own. Abby opened her eyes when she felt Gibbs let go of her hand, hearing his wet footsteps on the wooden floor as he walked away. She was slightly disheartened that he'd left her standing there but when she saw the pools of water he'd left behind understood why he was headed for the bathroom.

"Just gonna dry off a bit first, Abbs."

"Okay," she answered, knowing all too well that he was trying to tease her just that little bit extra.

Abby followed him towards the bathroom, planning to help him either dry off or get him more wet, but stopped dead in her tracks as she watched him slide the wet shorts down his legs. Instinctively she looked at the taut ass that was presented right in front of her as he bent over. The blue speedos stretched across his backside, his posture giving her the perfect view of the two firm globes of flesh that she couldn't keep her hands off.

The contact between them had been broken for mere seconds, but it was still too long. Now that they were safely out of vision to anyone that may pass by the cabin, they were free to pick up where they left off outside, and this time there was nothing that would make her stop.

When Gibbs stood up straight Abby's eyes refocused instantly on the large mirror in front of him. It was waist height but because Gibbs stood back from it Abby could see from his thighs up, and what she saw almost stopped her heart. The light blue speedos that covered him were snug to say the least, giving her an even clearer image of how aroused he was. She doubted there was even a millimeter of space left within the confining briefs, the tip of his erection trying to nudge its way free.

Taking the remaining several steps into the bathroom, she stared at his full length in the mirror before slowly turning to stand in front of him. Her eyes remained down, fixed on his long thick hardness curled within the wet material. Skin tight and perfectly shaped, the swimmers left very little to her imagination and seeing him like this turned Abby on more than she ever thought possible. It took all her restraint to not just drag the speedos down, push Gibbs to the ground, impale herself on him and ride him until they came so hard it felt like the foundations were shaking.

Finding the strength to look away, Abby lifted her gaze to look into Gibbs' eyes. The whole time she'd been staring at him, he hadn't moved or said a word. She could see his chest was rapidly rising and falling; he was just as aroused by her staring at him as she was.

"Was it worth the wait?" he smirked at her, looking down at himself then back up to her eyes.

When it came to sex Gibbs was almost arrogant in his ability to be able to satisfy her, but he had every right to be because he never disappointed. When they were alone he showed complete confidence in the way he carried himself and how he shared his body with her. But no matter what pace they set he always made her feel loved, like she was the only woman in the world for him. Sometimes he showed it with words or through soft gentle touches, but most of the time all she had to do was look into those soulful blue eyes to realize he'd do anything for her.

Abby closed the distance between them, cupping her hand gently between his legs and letting her thumb slowly graze along his hardness. The soft smoothness of the speedos shaped so tightly to every ridge and line made her own swimmers start to feel increasingly confining. She didn't know whether the wetness between her legs was more from the water off his shorts of from the moisture that Gibbs was generating in a whole different way. But with each pulse that emanated from deep inside her, she felt the material of her bikini cling to her a bit more.

"You have no idea," she breathed her answer next to his ear. "So worth it."

Her fingertips and nails teased over every inch of the speedos and Gibbs twitched in response, his hips rotating as her thumb and index finger began to teasingly stroke him. His hands lifted from his sides to caress up and down the back of her arms and he looked down between them to see the swell of her breasts, her curves beautifully molded by the bikini. He wanted to bend lower and take her softness in his mouth. To feel and taste her supple flesh, flick her hard nipples under his tongue and take them between his lips, but all coherent thought had fled from his mind. All he knew was Abby's fingers were drawing him closer to release, and if she kept going he would be powerless to stop himself from giving in.

Gibbs angled his head when her lips dropped away from his ear to begin a slow tortuous trail down the side of his neck, her fingers never once stopping their intimate exploration of him. His hands moved to her waist and she heard him groan as she licked her way across his shoulder, tasting the saltiness of the water he hadn't had a chance to dry off, mixed with the flavor that was uniquely Gibbs. His fingers worked their way up and down her spine, Abby kissing over the expanse of his chest, lingering when she felt his heart beat pounding under her lips.

Pushing her hands around to slide over his ass, Abby kneeled down in front of him as her fingers massaged the flesh within her grasp, her face now level with his impressive erection. Slipping her fingers inside the back of the speedos she pulled Gibbs closer and kissed along the top of his thighs, before moving closer to his groin, biting at the edge of the swimmers as her tongue tried to sneak underneath.

Once she was finished with both of his legs she ventured higher to his stomach, teasing along the thin band at the top of the swim briefs before dropping lower to kiss him through the speedos. She heard Gibbs groan above her, his feet shifting as she tried to hold his hips steady so she could continue to brush her lips over him.

"God, Abbs...you keep going like this and it'll be over before I get a change to get out of these things." His voice was strained and she smiled against him, enjoying that she was having as much of an effect on him as he was having on her.

"I know I said I wanted to see you in the speedos, but I think I'm ready for you to take them off." She ran one finger along his length, and Gibbs jerked his hips forward, trying to maintain his contact with her for longer.

Abby grinned up at him, taking hold of the front of the swimmers and easing them carefully over him. Gibbs sighed in relief as he sprung free, making Abby giggle at his reaction. "I guess they really were tight."

"You could say that."

Gibbs suddenly felt like he couldn't get enough air, and it had everything to do with the fact that Abby's mouth was so close to his straining arousal. She licked her lips, her tongue almost touching him...she was that close. Gibbs let out a growl of frustration; she was enjoying paying him back for his earlier teasing.

"I'm sure we can think of a way to make you feel more comfortable."

The speedos fell the rest of the way to the floor and Gibbs kicked them aside, his engorged cock right in front of her face and begging for her attention. Abby leaned closer and kissed the tip, licking off the pearly beads of moisture before engulfing him between her lips and sucking gently. Gibbs' fingers tangled in her hair and she briefly looked up to see him watching them in the mirror.

Gibbs watched mesmerized by the sight before him; Abby's head moved in front of his groin, blocking his view as she devoured him. His fingers fisted in her dark tendrils as her soft lips took him in, tasting him, while her fingers lightly massaged him. It was almost enough to send him over the edge then and there.

When Abby angled her face to the side slightly so he could watch, she licked all the way up the underside of his erection, curling her tongue around him. Her soft whimpers vibrated against him, his body tingling as she altered her grip on his ass to get a better angle. Gibbs groaned when he saw himself disappear into her mouth, his hips propelled forward on instinct as she took him in deeper, the warm moist cavern of her mouth making it all the more difficult for him to not let go.

Abby's mouth was relentless. Continuing to kiss every hard inch of him, with each passing of her lips across the swollen head she felt him dip further into her mouth. She was fully prepared to keep going, to see him through to completion but before she had chance to pick up more momentum and finish him off Gibbs stopped her and pulled her to her feet.

Struggling to breathe, Gibbs' lazy grin and passion heavy eyes made her own breath catch. "Plan to take you up on that later, Abbs, but I haven't felt you wrapped around me for days...need you."

Abby didn't know where he'd found the strength to stop, she was only barely hanging on to the tattered shreds of her sanity and he hadn't even touched her yet. Gibbs had her skirt stripped off and thrown aside before he turned her to face the mirror. He untied the back of her bikini top, his need evident not only by his heated gaze at her now exposed breasts, but also by him rubbing his hardness against her backside. Taking hold of the narrow piece of material at her hips, Gibbs lowered her remaining piece of clothing, kissing his way down her side as it dropped to the floor.

When he stood up to his full height behind her again their eyes locked in the mirror and Gibbs reached up to cover both of her breasts with the palms of his hands. Abby could hear his labored breathing next to her ear and feel every solid inch of him pressed into her.

One of his hands dropped from her breast to slide over her ribs, down the flatness of her stomach to settle between her legs. Abby's loud moan echoed off the bathroom walls and she rocked on his hand, Gibbs' fingers delving into her slickness as she felt his heat bump repeatedly against her ass. She watched in the mirror, her eyes alternating between watching his fingers disappear inside her and his dark lustful gaze. It was one of the most erotic things she'd ever seen or felt in her life.

Abby raised her arms so her fingers could grip at the back of his neck, forcing her breasts up and increasing the pressure of Gibbs' fingers against her peaked nipples. Unable to look away from their undulating bodies, she gasped when he circled her clit, her body readying for the orgasm she was trying to deny.

"Jethro...wait," she whimpered, her desperation to have him continue the gentle probing of his fingers overrun by her longing for him. "Need you inside me."

Gibbs kicked the bathroom door closed and turned them. Pinning Abby against it he trapped her with his body and leaned his forehead against hers, his big hands framing her face. The tenderness in his eyes and in his touch replaced the scorching heat from moments ago; though she knew he'd merely put them on simmer.

He ran his nose gently alongside hers, pressing a soft kiss to her top lip, his voice low as he spoke. "Has it been long enough?"

Abby smiled shyly at him, she didn't even need to ask what he was talking about. A couple of months ago they had spoken about exactly what they wanted their future to hold. Gibbs was reluctant to go down the path of marriage, given his history, and Abby had always held the belief that she didn't need to be tied to someone by a piece of paper to show her commitment. They both knew they were committed to each other and neither of them had any intentions of going anywhere, and so the discussion had naturally led to the prospect of them having a child together.

By the end of their talk both of them had admitted it was something they wanted to do; neither of them was getting any younger and they both believed it was something that would make them happy. Abby was aware of the possible dangers involved in conceiving straight after giving up the contraceptive pill, so she had stopped taking it and they had decided to use other preventative measures until it was safe, which would also give them more time to make sure it was what they wanted.

Taking her bottom lip into her mouth, Abby nodded in answer to Gibbs' question, hoping he wouldn't say he'd changed his mind, because she hadn't. She had no doubt what a wonderful father Gibbs would be, nor what a loving, gentle and fun dad he'd been for Kelly. Whenever she saw him with kids, she knew it was something he was born to do, and Abby wanted to give that to him, to give him the chance at something he thought he'd lost forever.

Over the last year Gibbs had shared more memories of Shannon and Kelly, and not only did Abby feel closer to him, she also felt closer to them. Getting a small insight into what family life had been like for him, Abby wanted that to be something she could share with him.

The anxiety she did have came not from being uncertain about Gibbs, but rather from nerves about what kind of mother she would be. At the same time she was excited by the idea, and what a huge step it was for them to take together. Knowing that Gibbs had been in this situation before and would be there with her every step of the way gave her extra comfort, but as nervous as she was, Abby couldn't deny herself this opportunity to have a family with him, for them to have a family of their own.

"You sure about this?" she asked, wanting to make certain before they went any further.

"Only thing I'm more sure about is you...love you, Abbs, want us to be a family in every way."

Abby's eyes sparkled as she smiled at him, kissing him gently. "Love you too." She took his bottom lip into her mouth, pulling on it gently with her teeth and lips before mumbling into his mouth. "Let's make our own baby Gibblets."

Gibbs chuckled at her enthusiasm. "You know it might not happen that quick right?"

"Then we've got all weekend to perfect our baby making technique."

The sizzling heat that had been put on hold immediately returned when Gibbs moved his hands under her butt and hoisted her up, wrapping her legs around his waist. "A lifetime of years like the last one will never be enough with you, Abby."

Positioning himself at her entrance, Gibbs kissed her, his hands holding tightly onto her backside. As the kiss deepened he slid his hardness along her slick folds, her moisture coating him. Abby gasped with each passing over her sensitive flesh, every part of her screaming out for him to end the teasing and push inside her. She knew it would be hard and fast, both of them needing to feel that connection quickly and craving the climax for their frustrated bodies; they'd waited long enough. They had three days to take their time, and Abby intended to re-explore every inch of him but right now they both just needed the physical release.

"More, Jethro, I need more..." she whispered into his mouth.

Breaking the kiss, Gibbs griped onto her ass tighter and slowly eased inside her. Abby's mouth fell open at the feel of finally having him in her, it had only been days, but it seemed like a lifetime. She threw her head back against the door as he inched in, the angle of her arched neck still allowing her to see the mirror in front of her. She dragged in ragged breaths at the sight of them; her legs secured around his waist, her hands clutching his shoulders and Gibbs' ass and the muscles of his thighs tightly clenched as he slid all the way in until he was completely buried.

The image of them so intimately locked in place caused an immense rush of pleasure to run through her, and for a moment Abby thought the sight of them would be enough to bring her the orgasm she so desperately needed. Unable to stop herself, she flexed her internal muscles around him, her breath catching as Gibbs quickly slid out of her before pushing back in and stilling his movements.

He leaned his weight into her slightly so he could turn his head to look at the mirror and the reflection of their joined bodies. Abby ran her fingers through his wet hair, toying with the short strands at the back of his neck. The long curve of his back and the hollow at the base of his spine was still shiny with moisture from his swim, and when she looped one of her arms around his neck to hold him closer, the other moved behind him to smooth over the slippery skin.

"We really need to get some bigger mirrors at home," Abby grinned at his reflection.

"Sure we can make some space on the wall in the bedroom." Gibbs turned back to her, kissing her gently and temporarily drawing her focus away from the mirror to extend the kiss.

As their lips continued to torment each other, Gibbs began a steady rhythm, holding onto her hips as he stroked inside her. When the need for oxygen became too great, Abby broke the kiss, her movements meeting his as they built momentum. Unable to keep quiet, Abby's moans got louder and became more desperate as he continued to drive into her.

The sight of him thrusting into her, the look of utter passion and abandon Abby saw reflected in her own eyes sent such an overwhelming surge of pleasure through her that she didn't think she'd be able to hold on much longer. Every part of her felt like she was overloaded with him; watching in the mirror as he lost control, feeling his hard cock sliding in and out of her wet heated depths, and hearing the rising level of gratification that was being forced from his mouth in lustful groans. Abby knew the building climax would leave her barely able to move.

Gibbs' fingers dug into her, trying to somehow bring her closer, his pants for air coming in harsh drawn out bursts as Abby begged for him to go faster, to go deeper. Just like Gibbs, when it came to sex, she never held anything back; she wanted him to know how he made her feel, that the jolts of electricity that were surging through her body were because of the way he touched her, inside and out.

Abby placed her hands on the back of his neck and drew his face towards her to kiss him hungrily. His tongue swept into her mouth, the stroking motion almost as forceful as his plunges inside her. Their hot moist breath mingled and the lengthy moans that rose from Abby's throat vibrated through both of them. The undeniable pressure that was building between her legs as she throbbed around him made every fibre of her being cry out for Gibbs to ease her ache, like only he could.

Breaking away from his lips, she bit down on his shoulder, watching him pounding her against the bathroom door, the muscles of his back, legs and ass flexing and releasing as they reached the point of no return.

'Jethro...Oh, God...so close."

Gibbs' movements became more hurried as his hips erratically snapped forward into hers over and over again. Abby's moans turned into frantic cries as her walls rippled around him, her legs lifting higher up his back.

"Let go, Abbs," he growled.

The combination of Gibbs' tone of voice, the feel of him everywhere around her, deep inside her, was enough to send Abby crashing over the edge. She tensed as a satisfied scream of pleasure tore from her lips, her body arching into him as the orgasm she'd held onto for so long rocketed through her.

The second he felt her start to convulse around him, her muscles gripping him so tightly he struggled to keep pushing into her Gibbs gave into his body's needs, powerfully thrusting several more times before he spilled inside her. He groaned into Abby's neck, trying to hold her weight as well as keep himself upright and not collapse on her as he shuddered through his release.

He was vaguely aware of Abby kissing his face, her soft lips helping to calm them both as tremors continued to flutter through their still joined bodies. His lips pressed against the pale skin of her shoulder, his breathing gradually starting to steady when Abby's fingers threaded through his hair. She nudged his lips with her own and Gibbs returned the tender kiss; savoring and cherishing her.

Resting his forehead against hers, Abby smiled at the hazy blue expression that met hers. "Those speedos weren't the only thing worth the wait," she sighed, keeping him encircled with her arms and legs. "You sure know how to commemorate special occasions."

Gibbs' weary grin set her hormones racing and Abby wondered if they would even leave the cabin for the rest of their stay; she would be quite content to stay inside the entire time.

"We've got lots to celebrate." He kissed her again, nibbling her already swollen lips as he lowered Abby's legs from his waist, whispering against her skin. "You give me lots to celebrate."

"And we have more to look forward to."

Pulling him into a firmer hug, Abby rested her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes, letting his nearness infuse all of her senses. One of Gibbs' hands roamed tenderly over her lower back, while the other cupped her cheek, holding her to him. The thought that the man in her arms would be the one Abby spent many years making a life with, having a family with, filled her with a happiness unlike she'd ever experienced before. Their souls were already so interwoven, that she knew having a child together would only deepen their love for one another and intensify their bond. Letting the feeling of joy wash over her she nuzzled her face into Gibbs' neck and took a deep breath, the slowing rhythm of his heart beating next to hers reaffirming that this was where she belonged.

TBC...