Ziva woke up to an empty bed. Panic gripped her and nausea seized her stomach. Had Tony regretted their night? She felt sick.
She rolled over gripping her stomach in an attempt to try to push the fear down. Then she noticed her shoes lined up between Tony's near the bedroom door. Curious, she got up to explore. Yes, he'd lined up all of Ziva's shoes between his own at the door. She smiled and headed into the bathroom. All of her toiletries were unpacked and mixed in with Tony's in the master bathroom. Her toothbrush stood next to his is a cup by the sink, and the rest of her products were mixed in with his. She smiled. She headed to the walk-in closet to find all her clothes hung. Her suitcase was on the floor. She opened it to find one sole item left behind, her blow dryer. She laughed, and left it there.
Since he'd unpacked all her clothing she didn't know where he'd put her underwear. She pulled on one of Tony's large t-shirts and headed downstairs. Tony was in the kitchen making breakfast.
"Morning, beautiful." He greeted her cheerfully.
Ziva's smile stretched from ear to ear. She walked up to Tony and he pulled her in for a hungry kiss. Nothing could have made her happier. "Nice shirt." He teased her.
"It smells good." She turned away from him and stretched her arms over her head pulling his t-shirt up her body.
"Shit Ziva." Tony groaned as Ziva's naked ass was exposed to him. "You're not wearing underneath that."
She turned back to him and feigned innocence. "I am not. Oops." She actually brought the hand up to cover her mouth as she let her eyes grow large.
Tony growled and lunged at her. He pulled her to the stove and turned off all the burners. "Breakfast can wait." She hopped up to wrap her legs around Tony's waist as he jogged them to the stairs.
"You owe me something." Ziva purred into Tony's ear as he carried her up the stairs. "You said you would tell me what you wanted me to do. I think now is a good time." Tony groaned again and increased his speed.
He carried Ziva into their room and tossed her gently on the bed. She let her limbs splay out around her, completely relaxed and open for him.
Tony stalked towards her, ridding himself of his shirt and boxers. Right before he reached Ziva she lifted her feet and used her legs to hold him back. "Tony, it is your turn. Now I want you to tell me exactly what you want, in explicit detail. And I want you to tell me how everything feels." She smiled with excitement.
"Oh Ziva, it will be my pleasure." She relaxed her legs and Tony covered Ziva on the bed, grabbing her lips for a kiss.
Ziva thrust her tongue into his mouth for a few laps, then pushed Tony back. "You cannot kiss me and talk at the same time." She scolded him in a playful tone.
"If you give me what I ask for there's not going to be much foreplay." He warned.
"Who says I will give you what you want when you ask?" She lifted a single corner of her mouth into a teasing smile. "But you must ask for everything you want."
"I want you to touch me. I love when your fingers tease my skin. It feels like heaven. Oh god, and when you lightly brush my skin then press down hard. It makes me crazy. No one has ever touched me like that."
Ziva let her nails play across Tony's bare chest. "And when you kiss me the world stops. Your mouth is so soft."
Ziva's fingernails circled Tony's nipple. It hardened into a stiff peak, "I love it when you touch me. I wish your hands never left my body."
Ziva pressed the backs of her nails down heavily and trailed them in a line down to Tony's stomach. His cock jerked in response.
"Feels so good." He breathed. "I want to touch your skin." Ziva straddled Tony and perched over him. She let her nails continue to play across his lower stomach. Tony lifted his arms and stroked her sides. "Your skin is so soft. I love to touch you. You're the softest thing I've ever felt." Her smile egged him on. "I can feel how wet you are. Touch between your legs. I want to suck you off your finger." Ziva ran a single finger between her legs and then brought it to Tony's mouth. He moaned as he tasted Ziva and sucked her off her finger. "Again." Ziva put two fingers between her legs then repeated the same action with the other hand as Tony sucked her off her other fingers.
"Touch your breasts." Ziva bit her lip as she massaged a breast in each hand. Tony bent his knees. "I want to watch my fingers in you. Lean back on my knees. Don't stop touching yourself." Tony propped his knees up and Ziva leaned back on them and and spread her legs as wide as she could for him to watch himself finger her. "I can see how wet you are." He lifted a hand and ran his fingers up and down her slit. "So wet for me. And so hot. I can feel your heat." He inserted a single finger into her. "You feel so good." He inserted a second finger into her and held her by the hipbone as he worked his two digits into her. "Lean back, Z." He pressed his fingers as deep as he could into her and watched himself move and rotate his hand in her. "I love how you feel. You're still so tight."
Tony moved the hand clutching her hip bone and brought it to join the other between her legs. He inserted two fingers from that hand to join the ones already inside her. Ziva moaned as he pressed his fingers past her tightness, Tony pulsed up on her deep with one hand as he used his other hand against her bottom walls. Ziva's breathing sped up as she started to moan.
"I'm so glad that you showed me how to do this. I love to watch you come. I want you to come hard for me. Let it build." He coaxed her. "I want you to scream for me. Wait." He ordered her. "Wait" he ordered her again. Then he relentlessly increased his speed and pressure. "Come hard for me." He demanded. Ziva screamed his name as her body jerked, went rigid, then convulsed wildly for him. She looked at him with trusting eyes as her body contracted over his fingers. Once she'd ridden out her pleasure Tony withdrew his fingers and licked her juices from each one.
He smiled. "I want your mouth on me."
Ziva slid down his body and closed her lips around him. Tony's hand wove into her hair as a moan escaped his lips.
"Take me deep." Another louder moaned turned into a whimper as Tony hit the back of Ziva's throat. His fingers tightened in her hair. "You're so good at this. So good." Tony praised her as Ziva took more of him and slid him deeper down her throat. "Move me against the back of your throat."
Tony's head dropped back for a moment so he could moan. Then he lifted it back to watch her. "Fuck Ziva! I can feel the ridges on the back of your throat. How can you take me so deep?"
His breathing was speeding up. "You're so good at this Ziva. I love watching you suck on me." Ziva paused for a moment and smiled around his cock. She leaned back in and took him even deeper. A piece of her hair fell down and blocked Tony's view. "Move your hair please." His voice was urgent. "I need to watch." Ziva held her hair back with one arm and wrapped her other fist around the base of his cock as she started to bob her head up and down on him.
"No Ziva." Tony tensed. "I want to last. Take my balls into your mouth?" Ziva smiled and winked before diving down towards his sac. "Wait." Tony said. "I want to see you do it." He pushed his body back until his torso was pressed against the headboard. He rounded his back and used the board against his back to hold his body up so he could watch.
Ziva slinked up the bed with a sly smile. She was enjoying this. She put a hand under both sides of Tony's ass to further arch him so he could watch her work. Ziva dipped her head down and held her mouth over Tony's balls for a moment, letting a wide smile play across her face. Then she moved in and sucked a single one of Tony's balls into her mouth. The muscles in Tony's stomach flexed and clenched "Oh fuck." Tony cried.
Ziva rolled her tongue around the mound and then hummed, letting the vibrations stimulate him further. "Holy shit. That's amazing." Tony praised her. Ziva tongued, rolled, and sucked on the ball in her mouth. Then she sucked it hard and tugged it slightly away from his body. "So good Ziva." Tony's voice was becoming breathless.
Ziva let that ball pop out of her mouth and immediately sucked in the other. She repeated her same routine changing the order of her motions to surprise him. When Ziva finished and let this one pop out of her mouth she held her mouth hovering over Tony without bothering to close her lips from the 'O' they formed from sucking on him. She let another smile play at the corners of her mouth. "Oh Ziva." Tony said in breathless anticipation of what she was about to do.
Ziva dropped her mouth back down and sucked one, then the other ball into her mouth. Tony pushed his body up further to get a better view of Ziva holding his sac in her mouth. "Holy shit." Tony breathed at the view of Ziva sucking and rolling both of his balls inside her mouth. "Oh Ziva!"
Ziva smiled around her mouthful of Tony. She'd never admit this to him, but she really enjoyed doing this for him. She loved the sounds he made for her at every movement of her tongue. She couldn't hold both his balls in her mouth for very long. It hurt her jaw. She felt like a snake, forced to unhinge her jaw, to take them both into her mouth. And it began to ache at being forced open so wide. But Tony loved it, and she was well rewarded by the sounds he made. She slid her tongue as far as she could down the underside of his sac and tugged his sac gently away from his body. Tony's mouth was opened wide and his face contorted in pleasure. She let each ball pop out of her mouth with exaggerated flourish.
"I need to be inside you right now." Tony demanded. "Get on top of me, please."
Ziva crawled up Tony's body until her lips were inches from his. Tony was still propped up from watching her previous display.
"Are you wet?" Tony asked her.
"Check and see." She dared him.
Tony moaned when he felt that she was so wet she was almost dripping onto him. He put a hand on each side of Ziva's hips and captured her lips with his as her guided her hips down to take his cock into her. He pulled her hips down so she was fully impaled on him and rocked himself back and forth inside of her. Ziva pulled back from their kiss and smiled at the feeling of him deep inside of her.
"You're so tight Ziva. You feel so good. I love how you stay so tight."
"I do what I can." She joked back to him.
"You feel perfect. Lean back on my legs."
Tony had bent his knees propping his legs up behind her. Ziva leaned her body back to rest on his thighs and hooked her arms under his knees behind her giving him an ideal view of where he was inserted into her.
Tony continued to rock his hips under Ziva as his hands moved to her body. His fingers played up the skin of her stomach and up and down her sensitive sides. They lingered on her breasts. He held a breast in each palm.
"I love your breasts Ziva." He brushed his thumbs back and forth over each nipple and smiled when they hardened for him. "So perfect. I've dreamed about you for so long."
"For how long?" Ziva asked.
"Since the moment I met you."
"What have you fantasized about doing to me?"
Tony thought back over his years of Ziva fantasies. They'd changed over the years. They'd grown and evolved with their relationship. His early fantasies of Ziva had involved doing depraved things to her; taking her on her NCIS desk, fucking her senseless, tying her up. But they'd changed over the years. He still fantasized about fucking her, but he also developed fantasies whenever he saw a piece of jewelry he thought she'd like. He imagined giving it to her and how she'd react. Many of his fantasies had turned domestic, Ziva and him getting married, buying their first house, having a life with her. He dreamed of Ziva being his. Now when he looked at her he imagined their future. He saw Ziva fat and happy, with a huge belly carrying their first child. He imagined her cheeks round and glowing with life. Through the years he'd built elaborate fantasies to fit each time period. Whenever she was in trouble he built an imaginary scenario of him saving her. He was always her white knight, riding in to save her.
His hands moved up to snake around each side of her neck. His thumbs brushed the skin on each side of her jaw. "You are so beautiful." Tony gripped Ziva and pulled her down by the shoulders to push his cock as deep as possible inside of her.
"I love watching you. I love to watch myself inside you." Tony moved his hands down between Ziva's legs. He pushed Ziva up his thighs and used each hand to spread her core wide so he could watch his cock slide in and out of her. "So tight." He said to himself. "Spread your thighs wider." Ziva held her legs out as wide as she could so Tony could watch himself move in and out of her.
Tony took his hands from between Ziva's legs letting her drop onto his full length. He wrapped his arms around her body and scooted them both to the edge of the bed. He stood up with Ziva still attached to him and walked them to the desk. He placed Ziva's ass down to sit on the desk and captured her lips for another kiss. He started pulling his hips back and thrusting into her in long strokes.
Tony took Ziva's chin in one hand and pulled back from their kiss to look at her. "You're so beautiful." Ziva smiled at him and he stayed with his eyes locked onto hers as he moved in and out of her with long languid thrusts. Finally, Tony let go of Ziva's chin and lowered her slowly back to lie of the desk. He continued a few more thrusts in and out of her before pausing and holding himself still.
Tony lifted one of Ziva's legs and hooked it over his elbow. He did the same with the other. "Is this okay?" He thrust slowly into her to let her feel.
"That feels so good." Ziva closed her eyes and lifted her hips higher off the desk.
Tony growled and started to thrust sharply into her. "What feels the best?"
"Angle my hips higher."
Tony moved Ziva's ankles onto his shoulders and snaked his hands under her hips. He angled them up at a sharp angle and increased the intensity that he thrust into her. Ziva started to moan a writhe under him. Tony inched one of his hands between Ziva's legs and pressed hard on Ziva's clit.
"Tony, I am so close. Watch me come."
"Hook your feet around my neck." Tony ordered her.
As soon as she was secure Tony moved the hand under her hips. This helped him stabilize her hips as he pounded into her faster and circled his fingers over her clit. Ziva screamed his name as her body jerked and she came with harsh convulsions. Tony thrust a few final times into her before he tensed and came so hard into her it was almost painful.
He groaned with the force that contracted every muscle in his body as he pulsed into her. Ziva pressed her legs together and gave Tony something to lean against as he came before collapsing forward.
Tony let his breath slow then took his weight off Ziva's legs and stood tall. He spread Ziva's legs wide so he could look at her spread out in front of him.
"You're so beautiful."
"I appreciate you saying it, but I am not really that beautiful."
Tony took Ziva's chin in his hand and pulled her face to look at him. "Yes you are." He told her sternly. His fingers moved to touch her hair. "Especially right now. You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. I've always thought so."
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