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Chapter 3

Be'er Sheva Israel

There, laying in Tony's arms, Ziva felt totally relaxed. She felt suddenly so happy. For a moment not thinking about Tali, Ari, her father or everything that had happened in the past few weeks. Overwhelmed by this feeling she snuggled her nose into Tony's shoulder, feeling his body heat and hearing him still slightly pant. Carefully he wrapped an arm around her, making her feel even more save.

"You know what I really could use right now?" He joked at her.

She grinned. "Getting shaved? My little hairy butt.

You'll never get five points this way" Tony looked down at her, catching her cocky gaze. God he loved this woman so much! He started slowly tickling her back,
concentrated watching her reactions. A little squeak escaped Ziva's mouth and she slightly closed her eyes, enjoying the feeling of his hands. Which felt so good on her.
He shivered when he felt her hand moving up and down his chest. What he could, she could do too. When he looked down she smiled devilish at him, before she moved slowly closer to him and let her teeth run down his chest, sending goose bumps up his spine. When she moved upward he couldn't stop himself any longer and pulled her in for a passionate kiss. Their tongs were fighting for control and Ziva moved her hands playfully through Tony's hair, driving him crazy. He felt his erection against her pussy, already rock hard again. And Ziva wasn't making things easier for him this way. Suddenly she pulled his head back by gripping his hair.

He squirmed, "Easy tiger!" He growled.

She just grinned at him and loosened her grip. "Your butt isn't the only thing that needs to get shaved" She teased him.

"You think?" He asked, running his hand through his slowly appearing beard. "I thought it made me look sexy and rough. Like Jack Sparrow" He joked.

"You definitely don't look like him" Ziva convinced Tony.

"And I wouldn't enjoy this so much with him" she continued, pulling him slowly in for another kiss. When Ziva let him go Tony pouted at her.

"So you don't like my rough look?" Ziva rolled her eyes.

"Well I didn't took my razor with me when I left to go find you. Would you mind helping me a little with shaving by at least telling me how, Miss David?" Tony teased her. Just as she wanted to tell him he wasn't James Bond and she wasn't going to shave him Ziva got second thoughts. She grinned at Tony with barely hidden pleasure, then stood up, pulling him with her.

"Yeah I'd love to!" She told him with a defiant voice, then headed to the bathroom.

Just as she wanted to tell him he wasn't James Bond and she wasn't going to shave him Ziva got second thoughts. She grinned at Tony with hidden pleasure, then reached her hand under the pillow where Tony had laid down his head and took a knife from there. She stood up pulling him with her.

"Yeah I'd love to help you!" She told him with a defiant voice.

Tony looked at the knife and then to Ziva's dangerous looking eyes, not sure whether he should be frightened or excited by this sight. But Ziva didn't gave him time to make up his mind. She grinned at him, stroked her finger along the blade of the knife, and gripped his hairy chin, taking him with her to the bathroom. Tripping over his own feet. Tony strummed after her. He still wasn't sure what she was up to but started to understand.

By the door Ziva released his chin and walked to the sink to put the warm water on. She stood there backing him, her dark, curly hair falling down her shoulders. And it hit Tony how stunningly beautiful she was, even from behind. Slowly she turned around, playing with the knife between her forefingers. Observing Tony with her dark, desiring yet dangerous looking eyes, sending goose bumps over his whole body.

"You're ready to get shaved?" She asked him with squeezed eyes, pulling of a devilish grin while biting her lower lip.

He hesitated but she already sneaked up behind him and leaded him to the sink. There she took a piece of olive soap, pulled it into the warm water and started putting soap all over Tony's beard. She slowly rubbed it on his face, moving in little circles with her fingers.

He tried to relax but she turned him totally on by rubbing his chin bones. Then she took his hands and circled them over his cheeks till he took over and moved his own hands. But just as he got lost in the movement he felt something sharp and cold tracing along his neck and shoulder.

A gasp escaped his lips. "Ziva!" He gasped almost whispering.

"You know your neck needs to get shaved too... My little hairy butt" she whispered into his right ear.

He felt her hot breath in his neck and a little love bite on the right side of it, before she traced the whole way along his back with her tongue, to his left ear. She had put her arms around his shoulders and nibbled on his ear. Finally Tony relaxed and spun his head to face her. Her sparkling eyes looked teasing at him, he loved those eyes so much, he just couldn't resist them and presses his lips on hers. He felt her tongue with a quick pace moving through his mouth and her right hand, still holding her knife, stroked up and down his right side.

Tony's urge to be inside her became bigger and bigger, but Ziva didn't gave him what he wanted, she had way too much fun teasing him like this. She pulled out and grinned at him.

"You do realize I'm still going to shave you right?" She moved behind him again and played with the knife right before his eyes.

"Don't worry I won't hurt you... If everything goes right" she grinned. Then he felt her knife scraping down his neck, she put some more soap on his face and went on shaving him.

Tony scolded in silence, convinced Ziva would cut him. But totally against his
expectation she was very talented, she didn't cut him a single time.

"You've done this before didn't you?" he laughed. Thinking about how she did scare him by making him question her intention with the knife, and them with suddenly starting to shave him, he felt stupid.

"Nope you're my first." She interrupted his thoughts. "Oh and I'm sure your butt needs to get shaved too." She said boldly.

"So you're the type that not only likes to hang up her man's clothes but also likes to shave her man." Tony smiled, trying to avoid the talking about his butt.

"Very funny, my hairy butt!" Ziva let him know she did not forget about it that fast. When she saw his stuffy gaze she started laughing. "Don't worry my little hairy butt, I like that on you. And I really wouldn't want to shave my vagina so yeah."

Tony laughed about how she just said that. "I wouldn't want you to sweetcheeks. You're already perfect, just like you are." He flashed a DiNozzo smile at her and she looked down, blushing a little.

" I love you" she whispered, catching his gaze again. With her chocolate brown eyes burning in his, Tony felt an explosion of butterflies in his stomach. The love he felt was too strong to control. He stepped forward, picked Ziva off the ground and pulled her in for a passionate kiss. In complete surrender she wrapped her arms around him and put her legs around his waist. Tony pushed her up against the wall and pulled out for a moment.

"You sure you want to do this again?" He asked.

She smiled at him. "Let's first take a shower. Your face is still full of soap." She answered, giving him a little kiss on the top of his nose.

Tony smiled, realizing the soap was all over Ziva's face too now. As she hold him tighter he carried her to the shower and turned it on. It was so warm in the bathroom that he didn't mind waiting till the water warmed up. He just stepped into the shower, still carrying Ziva. A little squeak escaped Ziva's mouth as she suddenly felt the cold water on her hot body. With a huge smile crossing her face she looked into Tony's eyes. Refusing to let go of him, holding on to his body heat
till the shower warmed up. When she finally let him go he wiped some strands wet hair out of her face. Her smile became even bigger and she pulled him closer by stroking her hands up and down his back. She felt so happy with Tony, she really trusted him. Something she had not done in years. Sure, she trusted Gibbs, McGee, Jimmy... She trusted the whole team. But not like this. She would let Tony do everything to her right now. He kissed her forehead as she gripped his shoulders and pressed her body tighter to his. Tony felt his erection becoming more and more
painful with her so close to him. But now she finally allowed him and he pressed his whole length into her. Ziva moaned loud into Tony's ear as he suddenly filled her. But she'd been already soaking wet and her urge to have him inside her had been
unbearable. Tony picked her up again and pressed her closer to him. She relaxed into his arms but couldn't stop herself from screaming as he suddenly hit a spot inside her she'd never felt before.

"What was that?!" She panted as she looked Tony in his eyes again.

"You like it?" He grinned, circling his top over her sensitive spot, which made her scream out in pleasure again. Ziva's whole body trembled as he locked eyes with her.

"God, Tony!" Was all she could say between her heavily panting.

"Don't think I'm done with you." He grinned. Gripping her thigh bones and pressing even harder into her made Ziva scream out his name. She convulsed around him as he set all her nerves on fire.

"Please Tony, don't stop!" She begged him. The water kept on falling down on them but neither of them cared anymore. Tony pressed Ziva up against the wall. He started to move slowly inside her, but quickly increased his pace. Ziva screamed bloody murder as her body clenched around him. She had lost all her control. Tony had to hold her up against the wall cause she was shaking and panted too heavily to stand by herself.

As she started to get some control over her breathing again, Ziva dragged herself into Tony's arms. "Wow." She breathed out.

Tony kissed her fore head, which was wet from the shower and her own sweat. As Tony started to pull out Ziva's body jerked again as response to the movement inside her. She softly squalled as she was already on the edge again. Tony grinned and he trusted shapely back into her. She couldn't stop screaming as he pressed a finger on her clit, increasing intensity. A last sharp thrust into her drove her over the edge.

Uncontrollably spasming and clenching she came around him. Screaming in pleasure as she finally felt some release. Tony felt her inner walls tighten around his cock as he came too, heavily panting for the seconds he'd forget to breath. With Ziva collapsed in his arms he finally pulled out. As she was able to stood by herself again and her breath slowed to a more regular rhythm she pulled Tony in for a deep kiss. Ziva's tongue rough moving through his mouth made Tony feel he still wasn't done yet. He stroked his finger over her clit, and increased the pressure as she didn't slow down. She loudly moaned into his mouth as her body shivered by his sudden touch.
Tony pulled out and slowly licked his way down her body to her pussy. A surprised squeak escaped Ziva's mouth as she suddenly felt Tony burry his tongue as deep inside her as possible.

This only made him go faster. He started rolling his tongue inside her and moved circles on her clit with his thumb.

Ziva screamed and threw her head backwards with her eyes closed. The only thing she could do was grabbing Tony's hair and pulling him closer to her. He had set her on fire and the feeling drove her crazy. Ziva couldn't stop shaking but Tony could tell she was in heaven as he pulled out and looked at her closed eyes and blissful smile. Her eyes and her mouth opened wide in a silent scream as Tony suddenly inserted two fingers into her. Whatever he had been doing with his tongue made this burn as hell. Ziva screamed out in pure pleasure as he hit her spot again. By pulling his fingers wide and pressing against her inner walls, he made her go over the edge again. Spasming, convulsing and gasping for air she got dizzy from the intensity. Tony had to get up quickly to catch Ziva as she collapsed forward into his arms. Holding each other in completely surrender they stood there, the water still pouring down on them. Caught by the moment. Their moment.