Friday, November 22, 2013
A Tasty Treat...
Damn this estrous!
Damn it not only for putting every male to her tail, but also for making her susceptible to the one male she was still peeved at, Editor Asshat. Even now as she tried to re-reign in next Thursday’s dinner, all she really wanted to do is settle in, head to ground, ass in the air, and let him win—all over her, repeatedly and once more for good measure.
“Hell!” Ziva swore once she shifted back to her human form, watching the bird get its unintended pardon. “Looks like its ham for Thanksgiving.”
“They are much slower.”
A deep breath and several counts of ten later, Ziva turned to send a hairy eyeball towards her Asshat.
“I would have had a succulent bird on the table if not for you.”
“But what I have in mind is way better than turkey.”
Of that she had no doubt. He always got her to where she was going and beyond, yet still he tried to school her body’s reaction to the tight awesomeness that was his washboard abs with those pelvic muscles that made she’s stupid and the wide set of his shoulders. The massive erection wasn’t shabby either. Damn, here comes the drool. “True, but do you have enough for my entire family?”
With the bullshit hitting max overload and her heat wearing on her, Ziva threw up her arms and huffed. “You know what, screw the turkey.”
“No…screw me, Z.”
Skin hit skin as they came at each other with a force of denied need. Hands skimmed, fingers pinched and teeth bit—fast and furious was on the menu. Ziva took a surprised Nick to the ground and proceeded to feast her way down to the entrée. “This changes nothing between us and…I want noises from you,” she warned, before pulling him deep into her mouth.
Dang, where's a Thanksgiving blog hop when you need it! Plus, I went with my second choice title...the first draft it was Don't Forget the Stuffing...too tacky or a perfect fit? Hehe
Have a great weekend, everyone and stay warm!