Warnings: Slight spoilers for "Spider and the Fly", adult fun in a hotel room ;)

A/N: I hit a little bit of writer's block with "Everything You Ever Wanted" and worked on this story a bit. Enjoy!

amaia- Think you'll like this chapter ;)

Miami was turning out to be a dead end. Two weeks the pair of NCIS agents had posed as a vacationing couple from Washington, looking to get some sun, sand, and sea after a dreary winter. They had moved from hotel to hotel, finally landed on a beach front resort in South Beach where their overdose victim had spent her last days partying.

Natalie had been the one getting the most sun, spending time by the pool to scope out the other patrons. Their intel suggested that Paloma had a dealer on the inside at this posh, private rich people's resort. It was well documented in the tabloids that celebrities liked to come here to party, that the booze were always flowing and the drugs were easily at hand. It was a lucrative business for Ms. Reynosa, considering that the rich and famous would toss any amounts of money away to get high while they were living it up in Miami.

Tony had narrowed it down three possible suspects for their dealer—a hunky bartender that tended bar by the pool who was known to take extra money to get patrons whatever tickled their fancy, a shady front desk manager that had promised to get them anything they wanted when they had checked in, and rather tough looking housekeeper that had access to every room on the resort, who could easily leave patrons their drugs with no one knowing. Natalie's job for the last two days had been to keep her eyes on the hunky bartender.

She wasn't going to complain. The view was nice, and he did make a killer drink… or so she had been told. Any drinks that had been bought for her by admirers had been discretely dumped in the trash. She wasn't here to party. She was here to find a link to Reynosa, to send her to prison so this nightmare that the team had been living for the last two months could stop.

But she hadn't been able to get the bartender to bring her any drugs, and she was beginning to wonder if Tony was wrong about him. It was looking more and more like they were going to be heading back to Washington empty handed.

"You know, you're wrong about the bartender," a velvety voice said next to her as she lounged by the pool. "He only gives out sex not drugs."

"Maybe I'm looking for sex," Natalie threw back at the handsome newcomer.

"I would think that you could get sex from any man at this pool right now," he charmed, with a smile, "Why so interested in the bartender?"

Natalie turned the page of her book and pulled her knees up to her chest. "Because… he's hot."

He smiled, oozing self-confidence and sending warning bells off in her head. "Am I detecting a bit of sexual frustration?"

She glared at him and snapped her book shut. Yes, maybe just a little but my boyfriend was healing from broken ribs and I'm on an undercover assignment, not vacation. "Do other women's sex lives intrigue you as much as mine does?"

His response was a grin. Her cellphone buzzed and she looked down at it to see it was a text message from Tony. Gibbs wants a SitRep.

Natalie gathered up her things and headed back upstairs to their hotel room, not giving the slightly perverted stranger a second thought or glance. When she stepped inside the hotel, she came face to face with Tony, holding his cell in his hand. "I thought you said Gibbs wanted a SitRep?"

Tony eyed her, a thousand different thoughts running through his head. "I was coming down to check on you. Saw the way that guy was looking at it you and decided to take a little action."

"So now you're going to go all macho when every stranger bats an eyelash at me?"

"Just the ones I don't trust. He didn't look like he could be trusted. What did he want anyways?"

She looked away, slightly annoyed. "He told me that the bartender doesn't sell drugs, but is in the business of selling sex. And apparently, I looked like I was in need of the bartender's services."

He pursed his lips. It wasn't for lack of trying on his part. At first it had been his ribs, now they were in the middle of an investigation and they'd both agreed it was best to keep their private life separated from their work life. But after being down here for two weeks...

"Tony... we can't..." Natalie said, guessing what he was thinking. "We're working..."

"Please... my ribs have been healed for two weeks and you still haven't touched me. Besides... everyone takes breaks while working."

"I just think that..."

He moved towards her, gently placing his hands on her waist and leaving feather like kisses across her collarbone all the way up to her lips.

She sighed and decided that perhaps it would okay to give in, after all it had been weeks and the nosy asshole down by the pool had been right—she was in need of sex. And judging by his eagerness, Tony was in need of it too.

"McGee," Gibbs snapped at him. "It's twenty minutes past the time they were supposed to check in. Get them on the screen!"

"Trying boss," McGee sputtered, attempting once again to connect with Tony's laptop. "DiNozzo must have the computer off."

Gibbs growled low in his throat and pulled his cell phone out. There better be a good reason why those two missed a check-in, he thought angrily. It felt too much like the last time, when they hadn't checked in while in Somalia. God, he could not go through that again. He could not go through his agents being taken and tortured... his agents couldn't go through that again.

McGee looked at the team leader sheepishly when Tony still didn't answer the video call. "Maybe I should try one of their cell phones?" he asked. When Gibbs glared at him, he spun into action. "Okay, I'll try Tony first." After three rings it went straight to voice mail. "Trying Natalie..." hers rang four times before the voicemail picked up.

The former marine let out a frustrated sigh. Both of his agents breaking rule three... Gibbs rolled his eyes. He had pretty good idea what was going on and why they weren't answering their phones. His junior agent on the other hand, was still a bit naïve.

"Boss," McGee quipped holding his cell phone in midair, "What do you think they're doing?"

"Jeez, McGee," Gibbs cursed. Use your head! "Keep trying. They're gonna have to answer those phones eventually."

Tony made sure both their phones were off. He tossed them aside and smiled at her, "Where were we?" With one hand snaked in her hair at the nape of her neck, he used the other to untie her bikini top and let it fall away from her body while he languidly kissed her. His free hand slipped down her back and found the other tie on the scant piece of clothing and undid it. Now the top fell to the floor. Tony purred, breaking their kiss. "You smell delicious…"

Natalie sighed as his lips found the pulse point in her neck. It had been so long since he had touched her like this, she could feel herself drowning already in the wonderful sensations. "It's just suntan lotion…"

He smiled against her soft skin and gently laid her on the bed. Crawling over her, he ran his hands down her body, feeling the sand, the lotion and the sweat on her skin from her adventures in sunbathing. Softly he peppered the top of her chest with kisses, until finally he captured one of her breasts between his lips. Her skin tasted salty, he felt the grains of sand rub up against his tongue while it explored her soft flesh and he felt his desire heighten immediately.

She arched her back, thrusting her breast deep into his mouth and moaned, softly. Natalie felt herself drifting away from this time and place, from the horrors surrounding their lives at the very moment… to a place where it was just them and nobody else. It was easy to forget with Tony giving her the attention that her body craved… caressing her in all the right places… her fingers curled into the soft, cotton sheets beneath her and her head rolled back against the pillows. Her skin felt like it was on fire, like she was back out in the sun and needed the cool waters of the ocean to stop it's blazing rays from scorching her.

He kissed her all over now. Along her jawline, her collarbone, down the valley between her breasts all the way to her navel. Her breathing was getting more rapid and she gasped a little in pleasure when his tongue circled her belly button and she laughed. He loved the little gasp and giggle he got out of her when he did that—it was breathy, husky and incredibly sexy.

Tony's skillful hands ran the length of her body until he got to her hips and grasped them, gently. He kissed the inside of each thigh, soaking in the scent of her arousal mixed in with the suntan lotion. He slipped his fingers underneath the band of her bikini bottom and slowly pulled them down, following their path with his lips, kissing her thighs, her knees, her shins and then her ankles before he slid the bottom off her feet and tossed it to the floor. He sat up and admired her naked body, the one he explored so often… her bronzed skin glowed in the fiery light cast from the setting sun.

Natalie felt a blush creep to her cheeks. When he looked at her that way… his eyes heavy with desire, yearning… she still felt shy in front of him. He caught sight of her blush, grinned slightly before he leaned down and pressed his mouth to hers, drawing her tongue into his mouth.

They kissed slow, savoring every little second and taste… Tony snaked one hand through her hair to hold her in place, and used the other to caress the inside of her thigh. He was rewarded with a soft moan into their lip lock. She squirmed, indicating that she wanted a little bit more, but Tony wanted to take this slow. It had been weeks since they'd made love, thanks to his illness and injuries she had been nursing him back to health. He wanted to cherish every second he got with her. They'd get there… she was just going to have to be patient.

He broke the kiss and moved to kiss the pulse point behind her ear, the one that drove her wild, the one he knew would get a reaction.

She sighed and her eyes fluttered shut, overcome with the sensations his mouth on her skin gave her. God, the man knew what he was doing….

Tony moved his hands, slowly down her chest while he kissed her neck and his fingers began to massage and knead her breasts. She arched her back into his touch, a low, needy cry escaping her, practically begging him for more. He happily obliged, alternating between featherlike touches and firmer tweaks and pinches of her nipples while he cupped each breast lovingly.

Natalie gasped and groaned, trying to urge him on. His touch was causing her skin to burn, the fire surging through her body as her arousal heightened by the second. "Tony," she whined, her breathing shallow… "Tony… please."

He chuckled, husky, low in his throat and he removed his hands from her breasts, smoothing them down her sides. His lips moved as well, kissing her across her collarbone and then traveling lower just like his hands. She was writhing beneath him, gasping, begging… he felt his erection strain against his pants… reminding him of his want and need of his own release… but, God, she was so beautiful… so wonderfully aroused and in need of him...

She had never let any man devote so much attention to her, never let any man love her like she did Tony. It was exhilarating and it was sexy as all hell. He made every nerve tingle and fire ignited within her when his lips kissed her most sensitive area and gave one, gentle tug. Her moan rolled out of her in a rumble and her breathing increased, rapidly. "Don't… don't stop…"

Tony smiled, inhaling her scent as he continued to use his tantalizing mouth to pleasure her. She moved her hips against the gentle thrusts of his tongue, soft cries of pleasure leaving her in gasps. He felt her hands bury into his hair and her thighs tightened around him…

Natalie cried out in protest when he stopped suddenly and quickly moved into to capture her lips between his own. Their kiss this time was fiery, hungry… needy and it only broke when she moaned his name as he gently entered her with two fingers, working her clit until she came completely undone in his arms.

His breath was hot against her cheek as he whispered, "So beautiful." His lips pressed to her own, his tongue enticed her and she opened her mouth to him, gladly accepting him. They kissed slowly once again, drawing on the pleasure of being with one another.

Her fingers lightly ran down the front of his button down shirt, gently undoing each button as she went. She pushed it back and it fell around his waist. She began to rake her fingernails through his chest hair and he broke their kiss, letting out a sharp hiss.

"You're a little overdressed," she purred.

"Then let's fix that," he countered, smiling at her seductively.

Natalie rolled them over, her hand sliding up the length of his muscular thigh to cup the bulge in his jeans. She massaged him through the fabric while kissing him and her free hand undid the button.

Tony grasped her tightly into his arms, keeping constant contact between them with their lips and he lifted her off the bed. Setting her down next to it, they worked together to get his pants off and then his boxers. Her arms wrapped around his waist and she managed to guide him back to the bed, laying him down onto his back. She crawled up onto her knees and ran her tongue over lips.

It was not the first time she had seen his naked body stretched out underneath her, not the first time she had admired his bare form—and he was a fine male specimen indeed—but this was the first time she was seeing the scars of his captivity and torture at the hands of the Reynosa cartel. Her finger tips gently ran the length of each still slightly pink, puffy scar from his whip burns and then she pressed her lips to them, kissing and caressing each scar lovingly, to let him know that even though he was scarred… he was still incredibly sexy to her.

His skin caught on fire as her lips grazed the scars from his past injuries—the whip burns from Reynosa, the gunshot wound from Saleem—she was making those past painful wounds feel so good. She spread her body on top of his, and grasped his face between her hands. She kissed him, deeply, hungrily. He felt his pulse race from the skin on skin contact. God this woman drove him crazy…

He'd been with a lot of women before but there had always been some level of control on his part. Natalie made him want to relinquish control, lose control completely. He loved the places she took him, the pleasure she brought him when she took control…

Tony slid his hands up her slick body and wrapped his arms tightly around her waist, his fingers playing with her hair. They continued to slowly kiss and explore the others mouth and his whole entire body thrummed with excitement.

Natalie shifted, rubbing his erection against her taut stomach. His gasp and moan sent a seductively little smile to her face. She broke their lips apart and started to kiss him along his jaw line, his collarbone and then behind his ear… all the while making sure that her free hand reached down between them and stroked his penis between their bodies.

He groaned and his eyes fluttered shut. "Mmmm, that feels good…"

She continued to leave a trail of open mouthed kiss across his chest. "I knew you would like that..."

"Yeah, but there's something I'd like a little bit better, Nat."

"Patience. We'll get there, Tony."

Patience? It had been almost two months since they had slept together. Being patient was not at the top of his list. Grasping her shoulders, he gently pushed her back, making sure to capture her lips in a heated kiss before she could protest what he was doing. He distracted her by playing with her breasts and when she was completely lost to him he made his move.

Tony rolled her underneath him and pulled her in for a passionate kiss. He let his hands wander up her slick skin and fondled her breasts, feeling her nipples become erect underneath his fingertips. He smiled against their kiss as he continued to play with her, as she arched her back, throwing her chest into his hands as she begged him silently for more.

Natalie brook their contact, gasping for air. "Tony… please…"

He nuzzled her neck, feeling his body start to react to her, the pleasant thrum of arousal coursing through him. "Please, what beautiful?"

She sighed with a note of impatience. "You know what I want."

"Do I?"

"Yes!"

Tony captured her lips, kissing her hungrily. Breaking away, he watched as the sweat began to bead on her tanned skin and felt his own body sweating as well. "What do you want?" he asked her, huskily, his fingers from one of his hands running across her stomach while he used the other arm to brace himself above her.

Natalie panted and squirmed, wrapping a leg around his waist and drawing him closer. "You," she whispered, almost breathlessly, "I want you."

He hissed, feeling her arousal brush against his own. His whole body pulsated with anticipation as he started to get up and find his suitcase with the box of condoms. She grabbed his wrist and shook her head. Tony swallowed and stared into her eyes—it wouldn't be the first time they slept together without using protection, she was after all on the pill, but they had decided that it was better to be safe than sorry. "Are you sure?"

She sighed and nodded. "Yes. This is our first time since we said I love you… I want to feel you… no barriers between us."

Gently he moved back over her and with one, deep breath to steadying himself, Tony thrust inside of her, groaning as his aching need for her was finally met.

She closed her eyes as she felt him fill her, her head falling backwards against the pillows and she moaned in bliss. Two weeks was an awful long time to not be with this man… having to endure close to eight... had been torture… way too long of a time…

Tony bent down and kissed her, lovingly as he began to move his hips in slow thrusts. Her arms snaked their way underneath his arms and around his muscled shoulders, pressing their bodies together as closely as they could possibly go. He grunted as she met his slow thrusts, her fingernails lightly grazing his shoulder blades. His lips trailed kisses along her jawline, her neck, and eventually made their way to her sweet mouth.

Natalie felt herself drowning in the sensations of feeling their bodies connected with no barriers between them. Sure, it was risky not using a condom… but she took birth control and she trusted him… "Tony," she moaned, directly in his ear, "Don't hold back… please."

He grunted and increased the speed of his thrusts. Tony could feel the passion building, the fire growing as they clung to one another desperate to reach their completion. It wasn't going to take long, it had been weeks since they'd been together, weeks since they had touched one another like this and the way her body was molding into his… it was not going to take much to get him to climax. He had almost forgotten how incredibly wonderful it felt to be joined with this woman, to be connected with her so much more than physically… "God, Natalie… never…never want to go that long…without having you…ever again," he panted in succession with his rapid pumping of his hips.

She sighed in bliss and curled her left leg around his hips and pulled him in deeper. No sooner had she done that did she feel her body starting to respond… her muscles tightened, her nerves tingled and then exploded as she shattered. Her body was shaking from head to toe with her orgasm when she felt him shudder and gasp.

Tony felt himself coming harder than he had ever had before, splintering and exploding inside of her as he clung to her. He felt his muscles giving out and he collapsed, rolling away from her, onto his back. "Wow… that was… that was incredible," he said between gasping breaths.

Natalie sighed and nuzzled his chest, the hair tickling her cheeks. "We... need to take...more breaks like that."

"Just say the word, darling," Tony said with a grin. He kissed her nose. "So... when's our next break?"

"Mmmm," Natalie sighed, running her bare foot up the length of his leg, "in another fifteen minutes."