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Three weeks later, Ziva stretched in bed as she awoke.
"Good morning, Beautiful." Tony whispered wrapping her into his arms.
"Good morning, Tony." She smiled back wrapping her arms around him in turn. "How are you feeling today?"
"Tony, you're always amorous..." She smiled, raising an eyebrow.
Tony narrowed his eyes and dared to hope, "I've been home for 96 hours and you haven't let me make love to you yet. Are you finally going to have mercy on me?"
"Maybe." Ziva whispered, pressing her body against his.
"Don't tease me." He pouted.
"I'm not. I don't want to tax your system too much… but I really, really want to make love to you. So if you let me take the lead..."
"Take the lead. Use me, abuse me. Take me." Tony growled, pulling her closer. "God, Ziva, I've missed loving you."
Ziva's response was to lean in the final few inches and kiss him, hard and long. His hands spread across her back and skimmed down to her bottom so that he could scrunch up and lift the T-shirt she slept in. When his fingers touched her bare bottom both groaned out in building need.
In no time at all they were naked, wrapped in each other's arms, kissing and touching each other everywhere. Ziva moved to lie on top of Tony, her legs spread apart over his hips, her breasts skimming over his chest, her arms supporting her weight, as her lips devoured his mouth.
"God Ziva, I want you, now." Tony growled, his fingers digging into her hips, his tongue dancing against hers. He felt her lift and shift down. He felt her heat and silky softness as she found his engorged flesh. He lifted up as she pressed down and …
"Tony…" She moaned her body convulsing as it took his full length deep within her. He held her hips, pressing up into her, holding still, not wanting to go over the edge himself. Not yet.
"Mmmm." She panted, looking up at him. "You feel wonderful."
"You feel pretty damn wonderful yourself." Tony gritted out.
"Not yet. I want to feel you explode again."
"Mmmm, Tony." She moaned and moved slowly, releasing him almost completely, before swallowing his entire length again.
"Oh God… you're killing me and it feels so good." Tony groaned, as Ziva moved steadily taking him in and let him out of her sensual, sexy body, over and over again.
As she moved the tips of her breasts skimmed over his mouth and he stuck his tongue out to lick and taste her. She moaned out and he lifted his head to take first one and then the other nipple into his mouth. He suckled, pulled and nipped are her tender skin, making her moan and cry out as sensations continued to build.
She moved faster now, her breathing and his getting ragged. His hands held and squeezed her bottom as he moved in and out of her. His lips suckled her rosebud nipples, loving the feel of their pebbled hardness against his tongue.
"That's it Baby…" he encourages as he felt her shudders of arriving bliss.
"I feel you love. I feel your trembling deep inside. Surrender it to me." Tony groaned.
"Tony!" she moved rapidly, almost wildly, her insides convulsing, her body tensing.
"Ziva…" Tony gasped feeling her explode in wave, after wave of delicious release all around him. Her response, so powerful, so uninhibited, so free, pulled at him, pulsed through him and demanded his release.
Crying out her name again he held her flush against him, his hands holding her in place and he thrust up into her, once, twice as he shattered into a million pieces within, outside and all around her.
"God… God, Ziva…" He groaned as her body drained every last drop from him.
Ziva lay on his chest, panting, lethargic and deliciously satiated. He ran his hand up and down her back in delicate circles, as he too tried to catch his breath.
"That was amazing." She murmured looking up at him.
"You are amazing." He said. "I love you."
"I love you too." She said lifting her lips to his she kissed him sweetly, intimately.
"Marry me." He said.
Ziva looked deeply into his eyes.
"Tell me something, Tony."
"How many children do you want to have?"
"Children?" he looked at her quizzically.
"Yes, children. How many would you like to have?"
Tony wrapped his arms around Ziva and said, "I was an only child. It was lonely and I was envious of my school friends who had siblings. When I have kids, I want at least two, maybe three. Now are you going to answer my question?"
Ziva smiled broadly, "One more question, please."
"When exactly would you want to have kids?"
"I don't know. But sooner rather than later… I want to do all the Dad kinda things with my kids before I'm old and grey." That said Tony rolled to the side taking Ziva with him.
Soon he had her pinned beneath him. "Now, answer my question. Gibbs has given us his blessings and the rest of the team will fully support us. You love me and you know how much I love you. We're great together… in so many ways. Ziva David, will you marry me and accept me as your husband, your lover, your partner, your friend and your confidante for the rest of our lives?"
Ziva wrapped her arms around his neck, looked up into his eyes, tears glistening in hers as she replied, "Yes, Tony."
"Yes…Yes!" Tony whooped in joy before leaning down to kiss his fiancé deeply. Then he rolled off her and out of bed.
"Where are you going?" she asked.
"I need to get something." He shouted back as he left the room.
Ziva rolled out of bed and headed to the bathroom. She too wanted to check something.
When Tony returned to bed, he found Ziva curled on her side, waiting for him. He got into bed next to her and opened a little black velvet box.
"Oh Tony," Ziva gasped. "It's beautiful."
"It was my mom's." Tony said as he removed the stunning oval ruby and diamond ring set in yellow gold, from the box. He lifted Ziva's left hand and slipped the ring onto her ring finger. It fit as if it had been made for her. He leaned forward and kissed her knuckles.
"I love it. Thank you." Ziva pulled him close and kissed him deeply.
"I have something for you too." She said moments later. She removed a white plastic tube from under her pillow. It had two tiny blue strips.
"Ziva?" Tony asked quizzically.
"About those two or three children you spoke about having, number one is already on his or her way." Ziva said nervously. "We're pregnant Tony."
"Oh Ziva," Tony whispered in awe. "The elevator?"
"Yes, the elevator."
"Well what can I say? I'm a stud!" Tony smirked and Ziva relax.
"I love you Anthony DiNozzo. I want to be with you forever. And having a baby with you is a dream come true for me." Ziva whispered taking his face between her hands.
"We're having a baby… Baby. We're getting married. Oh God, I love you so much." Tony leaned forward and kissed her deeply.
They spent the rest of the day making plans for their future and making sweet, delicious love to each other.