Four-leaved clover

Chapter 11 - Bad idea

Gibbs returned from the kitchen with two mugs filled with freshly made coffee. His smile turned warm as he handed Olivia the one mug while taking a seat next to her.

"Thanks."

Taking a small sip, Olivia watched him closely, her heart thumped slightly faster within her chest and the butterflies fluttered wildly in her stomach.

Gibbs set down his mug on the coffee table once he had taken a sip. He leaned back in the couch and turned to face her, smiling at her.

She felt her cheeks turn a dark crimson and she slowly lowered the mug into her lap. "What?"

"I'm just admiring the view," Gibbs grinned, his head tilted lightly as he rested it against his hand. "And I want to thank you for saving my life."

Olivia moved to place down the mug next to his on the table before she scooted closer to him on the couch. Her hand moved to his and she rested it softly on the back of his hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. "I can't take all the credit for it. DiNozzo helped, remember?"

"True but at least it was you, who had your lips on mine," he countered with a boyish grin, which had Olivia laugh. Gibbs edged closer to her and both felt their hearts race in their chests. She swallowed when watching him intently as his face got closer to hers and she could feel his hot breath fanning against her.

Just as he was about to lean in and kiss her, she placed a finger on his lips, making him frown deeply.

"What about your rule?"

Gibbs chuckled, grabbing hold of her finger and giving it a small kiss. "I occasionally break my own rules. And this rule," he pulled her close to him, "I'm definitely willing to break it."

She didn't get to reply as his lips crashed against hers, making her melt within his arms. He certainly knew how to kiss. Her eyes fell shut and she deepened the kiss, her fingers snaking around to the back of his head where she nuzzled his hair which elicited a soft hum from the male.

Their lips moved together in the heated kiss and soon enough she felt his tongue ask for permission. She granted it and while their tongues touched in the passionate dance, Olivia had managed to slide onto Gibbs' lap. Her soft mewls started to fill his living room and his strong fingers dug into her hip whenever she would grind against him, letting her feel that she wasn't the only one enjoying this.

Only the mere need for oxygen had them break the kiss, both were panting as they looked at each other.

"Damn you're gorgeous," Gibbs' husky voice almost growled as he looked at her. Her hair was somewhat tousled, her lips swollen and ajar, eyes glazed with lust and her cheeks delicately pink.

He traced his thumb over her lower lip, making her smile before leaning down again and capturing his lips in another fiery kiss, her hips moving teasingly, earning her with a soft moan from him.

"If you continue this, Agent Gray, we won't make it to the bedroom," he stated in a low voice while he planted gentle yet teasing kisses down her neck and collarbone. Her head tilted back as the feeling send a shiver down her spine and she felt the heat between her legs increase.

Olivia smirked at him yet she leaned in and kissed him sweetly once, her lips now moving to nibble at his earlobe. "Who says I want to go to the bedroom?" she whispered as she pressed herself against him again.

Gibbs drew in a sharp breath while the lopsided smirk found its way to his lips. He made short process of her shirt as he swiftly pulled it up and over her head, tossing it somewhere into the living room. His lips connected with hers again as they couldn't get enough of each other.