Here's the long over due update! Thank you for reading, and enjoy! Let me know what you think! :D
Chapter 2:
Jen slipped out of bed and stretched her sore body, moaning and cursing as she went. The intense sex from yesterday worked her body in so many places. No matter how sore she felt, she wouldn't trade it for anything else. Jethro was throughly intoxicating, and she couldn't get enough of him. She made her way into the bathroom to take in her disheveled appearance, and was stunned to see all the bruising and love bites on her body. Her hips had faint bruises from his hands and multiple love bites on her breasts, collarbone, shoulders, and neck. She wondered what his body looked like, if hers looked like this, she blushed at the thought.
An hour later she arrived to work, when she stepped off the elevator she hoped no one was in the office, as she struggled to walk up the stairs, "The bastard's gonna pay for this." she muttered to herself.
...
By 8am, Jethro and his crew were sitting at their desks working on case files.
Jethro heard Director Shepard's door open and glanced at the top of the stairs, his eyes followed her move as she made her way downstairs. She wore a black formfitting satin blouse along with a dark grey mini skirt that hugged her thighs and showed off her long silky legs. He knew the outfit was worn to tease him.
As she walked into the women's bathroom, she was well aware of his gaze.
"Tease." he muttered to himself, as the bathroom door closed. He got up from his desk and waited for her outside the bathroom.
A couple minutes later, the door swung open and she almost collided into him, "Whoa!" she shrieked, trying to avoid impact.
"Morning." He smiled, keeping his eyes locked on hers.
She glared at him in response.
An impish grin appeared on his face, "Mind if I walk up stairs with you?"
"I can hardly walk because of you." she grumbled, as she proceeded toward the stairs.
A proud smirk appeared, "Hey, I feel great." he grinned, as he watched her tight ass go up the stairs.
As she was about to open her office door, he interrupted, "Tell me Jen…you wear that outfit for me?"
A playful smirk appeared, "Maybe I did, maybe I didn't."
He stepped closer to her. His face merely inches away from hers. He took a moment, eyeing her suggestively up and down, making her blush, "Either way, i like it. It's very sexy. " he whispered, his lips just millimeters from her.
Her eyes focused on his plump bottom lip, desperately wanting to devour it, "Thanks." she muttered under her breath. The moment was interrupted when she abruptly slipped into her office, slamming the door in his face.
He smiled mischievously and turned toward Cynthia, "What's the director's schedule today?"
Cynthia checked her computer monitor, "She has a few briefings and some important phone calls this morning. Nothing booked after lunch." she answered.
She noticed his calculating expression and watched him storm back down stairs.
"You'e welcome!" she hollerd, as he walked off.
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It was 10:55am and Jen had a meeting in MTAC with Sec Nav at 11am.
She took a moment to admire the view below her. She loved the casual side of him at work. He had on a pair of Levi jeans that hugged his ass nicely along with a white long sleeved t-shirt and a black Carhartt vest. He looked so ruggedly handsome and it was turning her on immensely. She continued to ogle him as he had his back to her, standing behind McGee's desk. Her eyes zeroed in on his firm butt, biting her bottom lip subconsciously as she starred. If she wasn't his superior, she'd find a private room for them and jump his bones immediately.
"Fucking tease." She mumbled to herself as she turned around and scanned herself into MTAC. The "briefings" lasted about an hour.
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Jethro checked his watch, it was now past noon. He got up from his desk and powered up the stairs, taking them two at a time.
He ignored Cynthia as he walked straight into Jen's office, locking the door behind him.
Jenny was sitting at her desk with her back to him on the phone, he stood in front of her desk staring intently at the back of her head. "Jen." he whispered, letting her know of his presence.
She snapped her fingers, motioning him to keep quiet.
He let out a frustrated sigh, and grabbed one of the rolling chairs behind him and plopped down. A couple more minutes passed by, and the phone call still hadn't ended. A wicked thought crossed his mind, he quickly and quietly stripped off his clothes, leaving him butt naked. Her phone call finally came to an end, he tossed his white shirt at her, landing directly on her head.
"What the hell?!" she blurted as she pulled the shirt off her head. She twirled her chair around to find Jethro standing in front of her desk completely naked and horny.
"Oh my God!" she gasped out of shock.
"Thought that would get your attention" he playfully smirked.
She paused for a moment, trying to collect her thoughts. "I don't know what to say right now." she said, in disbelief.
"No need to say anything, you should get undressed." he chuckled.
"Does the phrase, 'keep it in your pants mean anything to you?!" she hissed, as she stood up and approached him.
"C'mon Jen, live a little. You know you want some of this." he said, grabbing his cock in a sexual manner.
"Of course, but I have some self control and can keep it professional at work. You should learn it sometime." she scolded.
Her eyes noticed his battle wounds up and down his backside, "Oh my god." she gasped.
His eyebrows furrowed with confusion, "What?"
"Have you checked yourself out in the mirror lately?" she smirked suggestively at him.
"No, why?"
"You should, you look like you've been mauled by a bear." she blushed at the sight.
He tried glancing over his shoulder to see what she was talking about. "I can't see anything, you've got a mirror?" he asked.
"No. Let me just take a picture and show you." she smiled, as she snapped a picture with her cell phone.
He grabbed the phone from her and his mouth dropped, "Christ! Look what you did to me."
She bursted out laughing at his reaction, "Hey, I look just as bad, but i've got ugly bruises instead of sexy scratches."
"Really? Can I see?" he asked.
She wiggled her finger at him, "Nice try Jethro. You can see later…after work."
He rolled his eyes with disappointment, "You better delete that photo." he warned.
"C'mon. I was planning on sending it to Abby and Ziva.' she teased.
He gave her a warning glare. "I'm teasing!" she assured him.
"Good." he muttered.
"I'll keep it for masturbating." she grinned, as she walked back to her desk to sit down.
"What was that?"
"You heard me." she smirked.
He paused for a moment and starred intently at her, "You don't need to masturbate to it, i'm standing right here." he said, with sexual frustration in his voice.
"Jethro put your clothes back on, before I start misbehaving myself."
A sinister smile appeared on his face, "That's the point Jen."
"Jethro, I mean it." she requested.
He ignored her, and glanced at her wall clock, he had another forty minutes to kill. He made his way over to her liquor cabinet and pulled out the bourbon. Her eyes watched his every naked move, trying to suppress a giggle as she studied the scratch marks on his sexy butt.
"So your place or mine tonight?" he asked as he turned around with their glasses of bourbon.
"My place." she answered, trying to suppress a giggle.
"Whats so funny?" he asked, handing her glass of bourbon.
"I got your ass real good." she replied, biting her bottom lip.
"Not as good as I got your tits." he prodded, as he swigged his shot.
"Yes, you got them real good. I counted seven hickys."
A proud smile appeared on his face, "Seven? Bummer, I should have done eight." he laughed.
"Well, you can even out the hickey count tonight." she said, swigging back her shot of bourbon.
Jethro made his way over to the couch and laid down, crossing his hands behind his head. He closed his eyes and began to nap.
She sat in her chair taking in the sinful view, her eyes noticed his cock twitching against his stomach.
She quickly snapped out of her gaze, "Jethro!…Put…your…clothes…on!" she said, emphasizing each word.
"You're enjoying the view." He stated, as he continued to lay there with his eyes closed.
"Do you get off at pissing me off?!" she snarled.
A devious grin appeared, "I think we both have that in common." he mumbled.
She stood up and grabbed his clothes, "I'm asking you one last time, to get dressed, or you're sleeping alone tonight. She threatened.
He paused for a moment, debating whether or not he was going to comply. He simply wanted to rip her clothes off, and fuck her brains out.
"Fine." he puffed out with sexual frustration as he stood up and made his way towards her.
Her eyes were fixated again on his delicious cock, she continued to gawk at his body.
"Jen. Can I have my pants?" he asked, interrupting her intense gaze.
"Sorry." she blushed, as she handed him his clothes.
"Or, I can just stand here naked, and you can keep on starring, if you like?" he teased.
"Get dressed." she said, with annoyance.
She watched him slip into his jeans, "Where's your underwear?"
"I'm not wearing any." he responded.
"Since when?" she cocked her head with curiosity.
"Oh, just since your return to NCIS." he smirked.
"Well, you can't leave the office looking like that." she said, eyeing his bulge in his pants.
"Looking like what?" he asked, completely clueless.
She cleared her throat, and gestured toward his groin.
He glanced down, "Well you could've taken care of that." he insinuated, as he unzipped his pants.
She watched him undo his pants, "What are you doing?!" she asked, with hesitation.
"I'm re-adjusting Jen." he snapped, as his hands slipped inside his pants to reposition himself.
"Oh, the downside of being a guy." she laughed out.
"Better?" he asked.
"Um, not really." She giggled.
"I can't help that hung like a horse." he said with a deadpan expression.
He put on his long-sleeved shirt, then approached her for a kiss. She denied his attempt. "Jethro what did I say?…Not at work."
"Ah fuck it." he snarled, cupping her face and fervently kissing her on the lips. She immediately caved, and kissed him back with equal passion.
Fire soared throughout her body. When his tongue reached out for entrance into her mouth she quickly indulged. He immediately filled her mouth with his tongue, her hands clenched against his chest. He groaned, kissing her harder. His hand came up to caress her breast through her shirt, softly massaging her aching flesh. His other hand clutched her waist, pulling her against him. He reached around to cup her butt as he pressed his erection against her center. Her fingers threaded through his silver locks as his mouth worked it's way down the column of her neck.
She tossed her head back in pleasure, "Mmmm, that feels so fucking good." she purred out.
As his mouth continued its assault on her neck, his hands worked open her blouse, and before he could make the next move, she abruptly pushed him off, shoving him up against the nearest wall. "Not here!" she panted out, quickly regaining her composure.
A look of frustration appeared on his face, until his eyes noticed her bra-less breasts on display.
She covered her breasts back up with her blouse, "Wait." he interrupted her.
She stopped, not sure why. He closed in on her, and slipped his hands inside her blouse and began to feel up her big tits.
"Jethro, cut it out." she protested, as she pulled his hands out of her blouse, then quickly buttoned up her top.
He shook his head with amusement, "You've got great tits Jen, I couldn't resist." he stated.
"I'm about to permanently ban you from my body, if you keep pushing my buttons." she sassed, as she tucked in her blouse.
"Oh, you can't resist me. You'd give in sooner than later." he laughed out.
"Ya, you just keep telling yourself that." she remarked.
"Jen, does Paris ring any bells?" he quipped.
"Hate it when you bring up Paris." she scowled at him.
A cheshire grin appeared on his face, "It works every time." he gloated, as he turned toward the door.
"Stop the teasing, I don't need you sticking your ass out around me." she playfully jabbed.
"I can't help it Jen. You're too easy." he smiled, as he walked out her office.
"Pay back's a bitch." she mumbled to herself as he closed the door.
To be continued...
*I do plan on continuing this story, so no worries there. I've got some good ideas in mind for the next update.
The updates won't be as prompt, I might add. I will try my best, but other priorities come first. :D
Just hang in there guys! Thanks again for reading, and I truly hope you enjoy the updates!
-DQ