Title: Movie on a Night Off
Author: IrishDachsie
Pairing:
Grissom/Sara
Rating: NC-17 for adult content.
Disclaimer: The author does not own CSI. No profit is
being made from this story.
Part XXI
He woke up to gentle hands
rubbing his chest and soft lips against his. He smiled against her lips briefly
before applying the gentle pressure back. He shifted his body so that he could
pull her on top of him and deepened the kiss. Suddenly, she sat up, resting on
his thighs, with a grin on her face. He couldn't help but grin back.
"What?"
She gently let her hands
glide down his chest and come to a stop on his sides.
"Sara..." His tone
was warning her...a warning she never heeded.
She laughed as she began
tickling him. He laughed until the tears came, struggling against her. He was
finally able to grab her wrists and playfully pinned her arms behind her back.
His breath was still rapid.
He looked into her eyes and
laughed. "Be glad I love you!"
She giggled and leaned down
to kiss him. "I am."
When he was sure that the
ticklefest was over, he released her arms and ran his hands through her hair.
"What do you want to do today?"
"Take a shower."
She loved teasing him.
"After
that." He
wanted to ask her now, but the timing just didn't feel exactly right.
"Hmm...I don't know.
What do you want to do?" She looked over towards the clock as she spoke.
"Spend the rest of my
life with you." It was only a whisper, but her head spun back to him.
"What?"
"Huh?"
"What did you just
say?"
"When?" Now it was his turn to tease.
"When I asked you what
you wanted to do?"
He saw the hope in her eyes
and prayed that his timing was right. This wasn't exactly how he pictured it.
Slowly, he sat up, gently shifting her weight. He smiled at her for a minute
before answering.
"I said 'Spend the rest
of my life with you'."
Then he stood up and walked
into the bedroom, leaving her in a state of shock.
He opened a drawer and
retrieved a clean pair of boxers before heading to the nightstand. He quickly
slipped them on and pulled the box from its hiding place. He took a deep breath
and walked back into the living room to find that she hadn't moved at all.
He took his seat on the
couch next to her and smiled. "You okay?"
"Huh? Oh...yeah...I'm
fine." She shook her head lightly and stood...intending to walk into the
kitchen.
He quickly grabbed her wrist
and turned her around as he knelt in front of her. "Sara..."
"Oh
God." Her
knees gave way and she quickly sat down on the coffee table. "Grissom?"
His hand gently stroked her
cheek.
"Sara...I...I'm not
very good at this...well, actually...I've never done this before..." He
took a deep breath as her fingers curled around his hand. "I don't
remember much of what my life was like without you. I know that I don't want to
go back there. I love you. You're everything to me, Sara."
He watched as her eyes
filled with tears. His thumb gently brushed across her lips. He swallowed hard
and reached for something on the floor behind him. His eyes never hers as he
brought the box between them and slowly opened it.
"Sara...will you marry
me?"
The tears fell down her
cheeks as she softly whispered to him. "Are you serious?"
His hand wiped her tears
away. "Never been more serious in my life."
He was nervous as her gaze
finally travelled from his eyes to the small box in his hand. He heard her
gasp, then she looked back into his eyes with a smile
on her face.
"Yes."
"Yes?"
She nodded and her smile
grew. "Yes!"
He pulled her into his arms
and kissed her. "I love you, baby."
"I love you too."
His trembling hand picked
the ring out of the box and gently slid it onto her finger.
"Oh God, Gil...it's beautiful!"
Her hand caressed his face.
He could feel the coolness from the ring against his cheek as her lips met his.
Their first
kiss as an officially engaged couple.
They were quietly sitting on
the couch. He was working one of his many crossword puzzles,
she was watching something on the Discovery Channel. She really had no idea
what the show was about, her mind was cluttered with thoughts of Grissom.
Slowly she turned her eyes to him, watching him quickly filling in the boxes.
He felt her gaze on him and
smiled. Laying the book on the table, he turned to her. "What?"
"Tell me a
fantasy?"
"A
fantasy?"
"Yeah..."
"A sexual
fantasy?"
She blushed lightly. "Yeah."
"Hmm..." He smiled
at her. "Baby oil and silk sheets."
She laughed gently.
"Well, that could be messy..."
"Yeah...wouldn't it
though?" His laughter joined hers for a moment before his eyes took on a
serious look. "Tell me one."
Her blush deepened.
"Well...I..."
"Come on, Sara...tell
me."
She slowly moved over to him
and straddled him. She ran her finger across the rim of his ear.
"Something we've never done before."
"Well...that could be a
lot of things." His arms went around her waist. "But, we've done this
before."
She smiled as she moved his
hands lower and placed them on the cheeks of her ass, sighing as she felt him
gently squeeze them. She looked into his eyes and raised her eyebrow at him. He
read her eyes and the realization slowly dawned on him.
"Oh...Sara...I...I
don't...think...no...I can't..."
She gently placed her finger
on his lips to silence him. "I'm not asking you to do it. I'm asking you
to think about it. If you feel that you would never be comfortable with it,
that's okay. Just think about it."
"Sara...no...no...it's...I..."
Her lips met his, pulling
him into a deep kiss. He slowly responded, his mind reeling over her request.
Her lips moved to his neck as his hands moved back to her waist. Her tongue
snaked around his ear, he could feel her hot breath on
his skin. She gently pulled his earlobe into his mouth as she shifted slightly
on his lap.
"Just think about
it."
"Sara..."
She slowly ground her hips
against him as her tongue entered his mouth. He groaned into her mouth and felt
his hips involuntarily thrust upwards against her.
"Sara..."
Her pelvis made another
circle on his lap.
"Um...Sara..." Her
teeth were gently nipping at his neck. "I...I'll...uh...I'll think about
it..."
Her lips gently brushed
against his. "Promise?"
His hand caressed her cheek
briefly before running through her hair. "Yeah...I'll think about it...no promises about, um...doing it, though."
She smiled her understanding
at him before returning to her assault on his neck. She could feel the
straining underneath her. "Gil?"
"Hmm?"
"Make love to me before
I have to go to work." Her eyes met his. She saw his concern and smiled to
comfort him. He returned her smile and softly kissed her lips before standing
with her in his arms and slowly walking to the bedroom.
After slipping on a pair of
sweatpants and a tee shirt, he walked her out to her car. He kissed her lips
tenderly and held her close to his body. "Be careful tonight, okay?"
Her hands rested on his
chest as she smiled. "I always am. Get some sleep, okay?" Her lips
met his again.
"Yeah...if you need
anything, call."
She nodded as her hands
moved around his neck. "I love you."
"Love you too." He
reached behind her and opened the door for her. Smiling, he ran his hand
through her hair. "Get to work."
She laughed as she got in
and started the engine. She blew him a kiss and backed out of the driveway. He
stood and watched her until she was out of sight. Then he walked back into the
house and turned the computer on.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Catherine was the first to
see Sara. After greeting her, her eyes travelled to Sara's hand. "Oh, my God! He asked?"
Sara blushed. "This morning."
Catherine hugged her before
looking at her seriously. "Tell me what the inscription means."
Sara laughed before
explaining the story to her.
~~~~~~~~~~~~
After printing off a few
pages from a very resourceful internet site, Grissom made his way to the
bedroom. Slowly, he shed his clothes and climbed into bed. He laughed at the
thought that less than a year ago he would've felt very uncomfortable sleeping
naked in his own bed. But, that was before Sara. And now he couldn't stand the
feel of clothes against his skin when he was trying to sleep. He sighed
heavily. He missed her. He couldn't sleep without her anymore.
Reaching for the remote, he
turned the television on. He rested his head against the pillows and breathed
in Sara's scent. His mind turned to their earlier conversation. Suddenly, the television was not holding his
attention, the thought of Sara was. He could feel himself getting harder.
~~~~~~~~~~~~
Sara caught up with
Catherine walking down the hall. "Cath...I need to run out for a minute,
okay?"
"Sure." She smiled
at the young brunette in front of her. "Miss him, don't you?"
Sara returned her smile.
"Yeah, I do."
"He was in the same
shape last night."
Sara giggled and met
Catherine's eyes. "I won't be long...if I'm not back before you need me,
page me."
"Sure
thing."
Sara quickly walked to her
car.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
She quietly closed the door,
not wanting to wake him. As she made her way down the hall, she heard his
familiar grunt. Smiling, she stood in the doorway to their bedroom and watched
him.
His eyes were closed, his
right hand slowly stroking himself. He moaned lightly and licked his lips. She
loved watching him. Slowly she made her way to the bed.
A smile formed on his lips
as he felt her weight shift the bed. Opening his eyes, he met her smile. His
hand was still moving slowly as he opened his mouth.
"You...are
supposed...to be...at work..."
"I missed you."
Her hand gently covered his. "Let me."
He removed his hand and
enjoyed the feel of hers jacking him off. He breathed deeply and gazed into her
eyes.
"You feel so good
Sara."
She answered him with a
smile and light kiss. She felt his right hand move to her stomach, moving
slowly to unbutton her pants. She quickly took his hand and placed it beside
his head, lacing her fingers with his. "No, babe...this is for you,
okay?"
"Sara..."
"Shhh."
"I want to touch
you."
She silenced him with a kiss
and quickened her movement. His fingers tightened around hers. He was so close.
She felt him jerk lightly in her hand and smiled. Seconds later, he moaned
loudly as he came...his semen landing violently on his chest. She grinned as
she leaned down and carefully licked him clean. Her tongue followed the trail
of semen up his chest. With the last drop lovingly licked clean, she kissed
him, allowing his tongue to mingle with hers.
He slowly opened his eyes
and smiled at her. "Thank you."
Watching her blush, his hand
caressed her face. "Can you stay a while longer?"
She glanced towards the
clock, her eyes finding the stack of papers lying on the nightstand. She smiled
as she read the title on the printouts. 'The pleasures of
anal sex.' She smiled to herself with the thought that he was always the
scientist...always researching.
Quickly, she remembered his
question. "I wish I could...I just took a short break. I wanted to see
you." Her eyes caught his. "I thought you'd be asleep."
He grinned.
"Can't....are you disappointed?"
She kissed his lips, letting
her tongue meander over his skin. "No....I...uh...need to get back to work."
"Okay." He pulled
her down for another kiss as his hands ran through her hair. "I'll have
breakfast ready for you when you get home."
She smiled back at him.
"You better."
He watched her walk out of
the bedroom, heard the front door close and lock, and listened as she pulled
back out of the driveway. He sighed heavily, reached for the stack of papers on
the nightstand, and put his glasses back on.
"God...Sara..."
She made her way back to the
lab with a smile on her face. She knew that it wasn’t guaranteed that he would
go through with it...but, he was researching. She pulled into her parking space
and quickly made her way back inside. She walked into the breakroom
to find her three colleagues sitting at the table, drinking coffee, and having
a discussion. The first thing she heard was Nick's voice.
"You're shitting me,
right?"
Catherine smiled and shook
her head, glancing towards the door as Sara walked in. "Shitting you about
what?"
Nick jumped like he'd been
shot. "Um...Cath...well, she was saying something
about..."
Warrick interrupted him. "A
ring?"
Sara smiled brightly as she
made her way to the table and sat down with them, placing her left hand on her
cup of coffee.
"Wow!" It was all
Nick could get out.
Warrick gently lifted her hand to examine it.
"Damn! When did this happen?"
"This
morning...beautiful, isn't it?"
Nick finally found his
voice. "How did he ask you?"
"Nick!" Catherine
scolded.
"What?"
"You never ask a woman
how her fiancé proposed!"
Sara giggled. It was the
first time she had heard the word 'fiancé' pertaining to her. She thought
thoughtfully about it before answering.
"He was very
sweet..." She looked up to see all three people looking intently at her. "Said I was everything to him."
She sighed heavily and
looked at the clock. Only three more hours to go.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
He set the papers back down,
removed his glasses, and rubbed the bridge of his nose. Sure, it sounds intriguing...pleasurable
for both parties when done correctly...but what if...well, what if I do it
wrong and hurt her? He slowly shook
his head and glanced at the clock. Only three more hours
until she was home. I don't have to make this decision right now...I
can't...this is going to take a lot more time than just a few hours.
He reached over and set the
alarm clock to go off in two and a half hours...just in case he did happen to
fall asleep.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Two and a half hours later,
the alarm woke him from his sleep. He sat up and stretched his muscles. He
slowly rose and looked down at the papers thoughtfully before picking them up
and placing them in the nightstand.
"Definitely need to
think long and hard about this."
He made his way to the bathroom
for a quick shower before he got breakfast started.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
He heard the door open and
smiled. She was home. He heard her footsteps enter the kitchen and grinned as
she wrapped her arms around him and gently kissed his back.
"Hi."
He turned around and kissed
her gently. "How was work?"
"Lonely."
He smiled. "You hungry?"
"Yeah...smells
wonderful."
He handed her a cup of
coffee. "Sit down...it's almost done."
She smiled as he sat down
beside of her, placing two plates on the table. "So..."
She looked up at him.
"So?"
He looked down at her hand
and grinned. "What did they think?"
She laughed. "They're
excited...although Nick didn't believe it at first."
He joined in with her
laughter. "Of course not..."
"So, what did you do last
night?"
"Nothing much...watched
tv, did some research..." His eyes met hers. "And jacked off."
She blushed lightly as his
hand caressed her face before leaning in for a kiss. "What kind of
research?"
"Oh...you know...stuff
that I'm...um...curious about." He saw the smile in her eyes. He was
confused for a second and then it dawned on him that she had seen the papers
when she came by earlier. "Oh...you...uh...know."
She took his hand in hers.
"Yeah, I saw..." She also saw that he was more than a little
uncomfortable. "Gil?"
He looked up at her. "Yeah?"
"It's not something we have to do. And definitely not right
now. It's just something that I thought we might experiment with at some
point." He relaxed somewhat. "I take it that you've never..."
He shook his head.
"No...never..." He took a deep breath, he
wasn't sure if he wanted to ask this question. Of course, he knew she wasn't a
virgin when they got together, and he wasn't either...but, did he really want
to know the answer? "Um...have...uh...have you?"
She smiled at him.
"No...never trusted anyone enough to try it
before."
He exhaled softly. "So,
it would be something new for both of us, then?"
She nodded. "But...not until you're ready." She watched his
eyes shift downwards. "And...if you never are
ready...that's okay too."
His eyes met hers again.
"Are you sure? Because, Sara...I don't know about this...I mean..."
She silenced him with a
kiss. "I'm sure, Gil...it's okay."
He relaxed even more and
looked at the table with a grin on his face. "What?"
"I was just thinking
about another fantasy I've had."
Her grin matched his. "Which would be...."
Her eyes followed his to the
jar of apple jelly which sat on the table. "Mmmm....apple...my
favorite..."
"Mine too." His
voice was in a hushed whisper.
She quickly grabbed the jar
and stood. His eyes were questioning her. "We don't have any silk sheets
yet...and I used the last of the baby oil the other night." Her grin
broadened. "Let's improvise." She slowly walked backwards out of the
kitchen. "Come on Bug Boy...I'm still hungry."
He licked his lips as he
stood, walking slowly towards her. Suddenly, she turned and sprinted down the
hall. He laughed as he took off after her, leaving two plates of mostly uneaten
food sitting on the table.
His arms reached up to catch
her as she let go of the headboard and collapsed on top of him. The residue
from the jelly made their bodies stick lightly to each other. Carefully, he
rolled her over onto her back and laid on his side to look at her.
"God, you're
beautiful."
"Oh yeah...I bet I am
right now."
He chuckled and
propped himself up on his elbow. "I think so."
"You're sweet..."
"It's the
jelly...speaking of which..." He changed his tone to one that could only
be described as mock irritation. "You used all of my apple jelly."
He held up the empty squeeze
bottle as evidence.
With a hint of sarcasm in
her voice, she replied. "I'll buy some more tomorrow. God knows you can't
eat toast without apple jelly." She couldn't help but smile at him.
"Besides, you weren't complaining at the time."
He returned her smile.
"I'm not complaining now."
He ran his fingers over her
sticky skin and grinned.
"What?"
His tongue running over her
flesh was her answer. "Oh shit..."
He looked up at her and
smiled. His tongue left her skin as he gently kissed her lips. "Take a
shower with me?"
She laughed. "You have
to ask?"
He climbed out of bed and
pulled her up. "I'll change the sheets when we get out of the
shower..."
She blushed as she looked at
the mess. Clumps of apple jelly, mixed with the fluids from their bodies. He
watched her reaction and smiled. Gently lifting her face to his, his whispered,
"You're cute when you blush."
"Fuck you."
He laughed. "Just
did...give me a few minutes, okay?"
She playfully pushed him
towards the bathroom.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
She helped him change the
sheets and he carried the dirty ones to the laundry room. When he walked back
to the living room, he found her sitting on the couch looking at her ring. He
sat down beside her, wondering what she was thinking.
"You okay?"
"Hm? Yeah...it's just..." She looked into his
eyes and he saw her tears.
"Sara?" His voice
was tinged with worry.
She slowly shook her head to
let him know it was okay. "It's just...we're really going to do this
aren't we?"
He exhaled heavily and
smiled as he took her hands in his. "Yes...we are."
"Gil?"
"Yeah?"
"I know that you worry
about passing on otosclerosis to your children..." She watched as his eyes
dropped to the floor. "Hey...look at me."
He looked back up at her
request and it was her turn to see his tears. "Gil...I also know that you
want children."
He swallowed and nodded.
"Yeah, I do..."
She smiled at him. "So
do I, you know."
He returned her smile.
"It gives us something else to think about, doesn't it?"
"Yeah...but I've done
some research..." She watched as he raised an eyebrow at her.
"Now who's being all
scientific?" He grinned.
"It's
just...well...treatment has come so far since your mother was diagnosed...think
about how much farther it could go by the time our children are your age."
His grin widened slightly.
"What are you trying to say Sara?"
She took a deep breath and
gazed into his eyes. "I want to have your children, Gil. I want to be a
mother. I mean...not necessarily right now...but...you
know...eventually...within the next couple of years..."
His hand brushed her hair
back. "I'd do anything for you Sara..."
She cocked her eyebrow at
him. "Anything?"
He recognized the mischief in them and chuckled nervously. "Um...we're talking
about kids right now, aren't we?"
"Um...yeah....actually
we are....my mind just kind of...drifted for a minute."
He leaned over and kissed
her. "Give me some time, okay? There are some things we need to discuss
about the other matter before I...well...we..."
He cleared his throat and
saw the smile in her eyes. He knew that she knew he was wearing down.
"I'm serious Sara...I
have a lot of concerns about that...and...well...I'm
just not ready right now..."
Her hand ran through his
curls as she smiled. "Nick asked me this morning when we're getting
married."
He smiled at her segue.
"What did you tell him?"
"That we hadn't
discussed that yet."
He pulled her legs into his
lap and gently rubbed her feet. Looking back at her, he sighed. "I'll
marry you right now, if you want."
"What?"
"I would...you pick the
date...I'll be there."
She smiled broadly at him.
"I love you."
His fingers suddenly tickled
the soles of her feet, laughing as she struggled against him. "Yeah...I
know." He leaned over her and laid his head on her chest, listening to her
heartbeat. "I love you too."
"Gil?"
"Hmm?"
"I was wondering
something."
"What's that,
honey?"
"How would you feel if
I came off the pill?"
He could sense the
nervousness in her voice. He looked up at her and smiled. "Happy." He
kissed her lips and yawned before laying his head back down on her chest. "Very happy."
She wrapped her fingers in
his hair and smiled as she felt his breathing pattern change. She glanced at
her ring and grinned before closing her eyes. She fell into a peaceful slumber
with him. His head on her chest, her fingers in his hair, their hands linked
together. His words echoed in her head 'you pick the date...I'll be there.' She
smiled in her sleep.
He was sitting on the couch
when she walked back in the house. He looked up from his book and smiled at
her. "Where have you been?"
"The
store." She
opened the bag and pulled out a bottle of apple jelly and smiled. "I owe
you this, remember."
He chuckled and watched her
walk into the kitchen. He sat there for only a moment before standing up and
following her. He leaned against the counter as he watched her put the
groceries away. She could feel his gaze on her. Slowly, she turned around.
"What are you
doing?"
"Watching
you."
She blushed lightly as she
finished putting the food away. "Sara?"
"Hmm?"
"Can we talk?"
She turned around suddenly,
recognizing the seriousness of his tone. "Yeah."
They sat at the table for a
few silent moments. He sighed heavily before looking into her eyes. "This
is important to you, isn't it?"
"Important? I wouldn't
say that...it's something I'm interested in doing...with you." She noticed
the apprehension in his eyes. "But...it's not something that I would end
our relationship over. I promised you, Gil...if you're not comfortable with it,
then it's not a problem. It's just something that I fantasize about."
"I've thought about it
too." He said the words quietly while looking down at the table.
"What?"
He looked back up.
"Well, I mean...since you mentioned it."
She smiled. "No one has
ever asked you before?"
"I didn't say
that." She raised her eyebrow, silently urging him to continue. "I've
been asked by a couple of women before...but I always dismissed it very
quickly."
"Why?"
"Because
I wasn't in love with them. This is serious...for a serious relationship...full of trust and love.
That wasn't there before."
"And?"
"It is now." He
swallowed nervously. "I'm not saying that I will do it, Sara. It's
just...well...this is the first time that I've given it more than a fleeting
thought. The thought of going through with it though is...well...disturbing to
me."
"Disturbing?"
He nodded slowly. "But
not because I think it's disgusting..."
"Why?"
"Because...I'm...scared."
"Scared? Of me?"
He shook his head. "No...of hurting you. God, Sara...what if I do it...wrong...and
you get hurt? I can't handle that. The thought of physically hurting you...I
just..."
She took his hand into hers.
"Gil..." He looked into her eyes. "I'm not asking you to take me
into the bedroom right now and go for it." She saw the question in his
eyes. "We can work our way up to it, you know?"
He tilted his head slightly.
"Work our way up to it?"
She giggled lightly. "I
thought you had researched it?"
His face turned a light
shade of red. "I did...I know what you mean..."
"You do?"
"Yeah...a
little at a time."
She smiled and nodded.
"We could start with one finger, you know."
His blush deepened as she
continued.
"Then slowly work our
way up. Maybe get a couple of small toys to help." She watched as his eyes
shifted nervously to the countertop. "Gil...look
at me." She waited until he found her eyes again. "That way, we'd be
going slow...and you'd be able to watch me...I mean, who knows...I might not
like it."
He muttered lowly, "I doubt
that."
She lightly smacked his arm
and laughed. She noticed that he had relaxed during the last part of the
conversation. She leaned over and gently kissed his lips. She pulled back long
enough to gaze into his eyes before moving back in and deepening the kiss as
she unbuttoned his shirt. Her mouth moved to his neck as her hands started
working on his belt.
"This isn't finished
Sara..."
Her tongue traced a path
back to his lips. She smiled and looked at him. "I know...I'm just
postponing it for a while...okay?"
He returned her smile as she
stood and walked behind him, gently pulling his shirt from his shoulders. Her
mouth was planting tender kisses on his shoulders and back as her hands gently
rubbed his chest.
He exhaled heavily and
stood, turning towards her. "Sara..."
Her hand reached his neck
and gently caressed his sensitive flesh before pulling him towards her. His
hands found her waist as her tongue slipped into his mouth. Quickly, he shed
her shirt from her and bent his head to tenderly kiss her breast. Her hands
slid to his waist and deftly unbuttoned his pants and carefully pulled the
zipper down. He lifted his head to find her eyes closed.
"Open your eyes, honey...please..."
She did as he asked and
smiled as his hands tugged her jeans down as he gazed into her eyes.
"I love you Sara."
He heard her sigh as his
hands gently kneaded the flesh of her ass, effectively pulling her closer to
him. Her head tilted back as his mouth found her neck, gently teasing her skin.
She shuddered lightly as he picked her up and set her on the kitchen counter.
His hands cupped her face
and brought it back to his. He gently licked her lips as she wrapped her legs
around his waist, bringing him closer. He moaned lightly as she moved to the
edge of the counter and pressed herself against him. He quickly pushed his
pants down and she reached down between them to stroke him. He could already
feel her heat even though he hadn't entered her.
"Oh...Sara..."
She stroked him harder as he
moved his hands to her ass and pulled her closer. His head fell back and she
moved with him, letting her teeth gently scrape against his Adam's apple. She
slowly guided him into her, hearing him groan as he felt how wet she already was.
Her hands moved to his hair, pulling his mouth to hers.
"Fuck me, Gil..."
He slowly began thrusting
into her, feeling her legs tighten around him. She grabbed his shoulders and
gently bit his neck.
"Harder...Gil...uh...good...harder...please..."
He smiled. He quickened his
strokes, thrusting harder into her. He could feel her juices coat him and flow
down his legs. He knew he couldn't hold out for much longer. He felt her
muscles tighten around him as he fucked her.
"Oh...God...yes...Gil...so...close...uh...fuck...me..."
He slammed his body into
hers and watched her face. He gently licked the sweat from her neck, savoring the taste of her salty skin.
"Uh...Sara...come...for me...please..."
Suddenly her head flew back
as she screamed his name. Her short nails left paths of red across his
shoulders. Her muscles clenched around him, feeling much like a vise grip, squeezing the come out of him.
"Oh...Sara!..." He slammed into her once more, erupting inside of
her.
She fell back against the
counter, pulling him with her.
"Jesus...Gil...oh..."
She came again, forcing
another moan from his throat. Her hands lightly ran across his sweaty back.
He gently eased off of her
body and pulled her up with him.
"Damn...Sara..."
She smiled as she wiped the
sweat from his face. "My thoughts exactly..."
**WARNING**
This chapter contains instances of rimming and anal penetration...if this
is a turn off for you, then please do not go any
further. If this is something that you want to see Grissom and Sara experiment
with, then please DO read and let me know what you think. Thanks!
**BEGIN CHAPTER 27**
He watched her sleeping
peacefully beside of him. He loved to watch her sleep. He still couldn't
believe that she was going to marry him. Hell, he couldn't believe that he had
actually found the courage to ask her. Catherine was right...for years, he
didn't believe in the sanctity of marriage. But, she had changed all of that.
He lightly ran his fingers
across her skin and smiled as she opened her eyes. Softly, he whispered,
"Hey."
She kissed his fingers as
they passed over her lips. "Hey to you." She
returned his smile and gently kissed his chest.
"Sara?"
She turned her brown eyes to
look at him. "Hmm?"
"I've been
thinking..."
"About?"
He looked at her briefly
before smiling and slowly shaking his head. Slowly, he continued. "Um...we
can take it slow, right?" He saw her eyes light up. "I mean...really slow...right?"
"Of course...as slow as
you want..."
He slowly nodded, obviously
in deep thought. He looked back into her eyes. "You would tell me if I
hurt you?"
"Yes." It was a
mere whisper. She couldn't believe this conversation, and briefly wondered if
she was still asleep and caught up in a dream. His hand rested on her hip as he
leaned over to kiss her. She could feel his body tremble. "Gil?"
"Yeah?"
She could hear the quiver in
his voice.
"Are you okay?"
"Well...I'm
scared...you know...of...hurting you..."
She smiled at him lovingly
and gently sucked his finger into her mouth. She let her mouth slide from his
finger as he took a deep breath. "Just take it slow baby...one finger at a
time..."
He felt his breath catch in
his chest as he watched the passion in her eyes grow. Their lips met as he
gently tried to roll her onto her back. Gazing into her eyes, he smiled
nervously as she grinned and, instead, moved her body so that she was lying on
her stomach beside of him.
His hand began to caress her
as he shifted his weight and leaned slightly over her. He bent his head and
tenderly placed kisses on her skin, starting at the back of her neck and moving
across her left shoulder before working his way back to her right shoulder.
He quietly moved in between
her parted legs, never removing his mouth from her skin. His hands gently
caressed her arms and sides as his tongue made the journey down her spine. He
felt her shudder lightly underneath him and glanced up to see her hands
grasping the sheets tightly. Smiling, he shifted his weight again and changed
his position.
He straddled her right leg,
moving his left knee closer to her warm, damp center.
He looked at her face and smiled as she gasped and closed her eyes. His hands
found her ass and began to gently knead the flesh there. He felt her shift her
body slightly so that her damp hair was actually touching his knee. Leaning
back down, he placed a passionate kiss between her shoulder blades that brought
a moan from her lips. She could feel his erection brush across her side.
"Gil..."
He stopped and looked at
her, questioning her silently if she was okay. She smiled in return and pointed
towards her nightstand. Slowly he raised an eyebrow before leaning over and
opening the drawer. Pulling out the tube of lubricant, he grinned sheepishly.
"When did you buy
this?"
"The other day..."
"You knew..."
She shook her head.
"No...I hoped...and I wanted to make sure I was ready...if you decided to
try it..."
He smiled as he looked at
the tube in his right hand. His left hand rested on her ass, periodically
squeezing the flesh teasingly. He watched as she slowly pulled her knees up
under her. He took a deep breath and then moved closer to her. He leaned down
and ran his tongue across her hip. He heard her sigh as his mouth planted
gentle, but passionate, kisses on the cheeks of her ass. He felt her right hand
move and watched as she began touching herself. He groaned as he watched her
fingers stroke her clitoris. She turned her head and looked over her shoulder at
him.
"I know you like
that..."
He swallowed hard and simply
nodded. His hands moved to her hips as she started to grind against her own
hand. He gently spread her cheeks and began reconsidering...he was very unsure
about all of this. He heard her moan his name and smiled. His mouth found the
small of her back and slowly moved down until his teeth gently nipped at the
beautiful flesh of her ass. His tongue traced a path along both sides of her
crack before it ventured into the crevice. He softly flicked his tongue across
the small orifice. Hearing her gasp and moan louder, he flicked again.
Her hand had returned to the
pillow beside of her, grasping it tightly. "Oh...Gil...um...feels...incre...dible...oh...tongue...uh..."
He smiled as he increased
the speed of his tongue against her, quickly easing two fingers into the wet
channel slightly below his tongue. She moved her hips back towards him before
thrusting against his hand. The tip of his tongue gently pushed inside of her
as his wet fingers rubbed against her clit.
"God...Gil...oh...."
He felt her come and smiled
as he continued his loving assault with his tongue on her anus.
"Gil...please...oh...now...please..."
He still wasn't sure...but
her writhing body was slowly convincing him. He reached for the tube and gently
squeezed the lube onto his fingers. Gently he massaged the lube around and
inside the rim of her anus, hearing her gasps become moans once more. He looked
at his hand...
He leaned over and whispered
in her ear. "Sara?"
"Uh..."
He smiled nervously, before
finding the words. "Um...which one?"
She opened her glassy eyes
and looked at him, questioning him.
"Which finger,
Sara?"
She smiled seductively and
lifted his hand to her mouth, gently sucking his middle finger in. "Are
you sure? I...I don't want...to hurt..."
His sentence was cut short
by her grabbing the tube and squeezing the lube out, coating his finger with
it.
He lovingly kissed the skin
on her back, his finger hesitating against her.
"Please..." It was
a whisper, barely audible...but it grabbed his attention.
He swallowed and kept his
eyes on her face as he gently worked the tip of his finger inside. She gasped
lightly and clung tighter to the sheets.
"Do you want me to
stop?"
She slowly shook her head
before whispering, "More..."
Very carefully, he inched
his finger inside to the second knuckle. He felt her body tense and stopped.
"Are you okay?"
"Mmm..."
He couldn't believe how
tight she felt around his finger. It made him extremely nervous, wondering if
his cock would be too big if she felt this tight around his finger. He licked his lips as he thought about it. He
looked back to her face, which was now turned slightly towards him, her brown
eyes smiling at him. Gently, she pushed against him, easing his finger in more.
He groaned at the pressure as she caught her breath in her throat. Afraid to
move further, he remained still...allowing her to relax around him.
Though his mind was full of
the fear of hurting her, he could feel his erection growing. He moved his left
hand underneath her and gently cupped her...marvelling at the moisture he found
there. "Sara..."
She began to slowly move
against him.
"Sara..."
She opened her eyes and
looked at him. "Please...Gil...please...slow..."
He smiled gently at her as
he carefully eased his finger back towards him. Taking a deep breath, he
allowed his finger to slide back inside...gently, slowly thrusting into her.
"Oh...Gil...good...feels...good..."
She slowly began to move her
hips back towards him to meet his gentle thrusts.
"Oh...Sara..."
He moved his left hand to
her back and gently caressed her as her movements quickened against him. His
erection was throbbing against the back of her thigh. "A
little...faster...please...faster..."
He increased his motions
gradually, feeling her juices steadily drip on his thigh as she moved back
against him.
"Close...Gil...so...close..."
Amazingly, to him, so was
he. As their thrusts against each other quickened, he leaned over to lick the
sweat from her spine.
"Uh...Gil...oh..."
He felt the familiar tremble
of her body underneath him. "Oh...Sara...um...damn..."
Suddenly, she threw her head
back and screamed his name as her fluid gushed from her, effectively soaking
both him and the sheets.
"Sara!"
His own orgasm crashed over
him as his semen landed forcefully on her ass.
He stopped his movements and
slowly eased his finger out of her, causing another orgasm to wash over her.
Her knees gave out and she collapsed on the bed, with him falling beside her.
He tenderly caressed her skin, his hand moving slowly from her back to her
thighs.
"Are you okay?"
His heart was still racing.
She turned her head towards
him and smiled. "Yeah...are you?"
He slowly nodded.
"Intense..."
Her smile widened.
"Erotic..."
He returned her smile and
gently kissed her lips. "Did I hurt you?"
She could see the concern in
his eyes. She slowly raised her hand and stroked his cheek. "No...it was...wonderful."
He exhaled deeply. "I
love you."
"Love you too." He
saw that typical "Sidle in thought" expression cross her face that
always brought a smile to his lips.
"What?"
"Can we go shopping
tomorrow?"
He raised an eyebrow at her,
clearly confused. "For?"
She grinned at him and
turned to curl up in his arms. Resting her head on his chest, she giggled
lightly. "Toys..."
He laughed nervously.
"Sara..."
She moved her head to gaze
into his eyes with that look that he had never been able to resist. His
laughter grew as he ran his hand through her damp hair. She stuck her bottom
lip out slightly and pouted. "Please?"
He sighed heavily. "You
know I can't tell you no..."
He smiled as she pressed her
lips lovingly against his.
Grissom was sitting at his
desk, going through yet another stack of paperwork. Catherine stood in his
doorway and smiled. He had changed so much since Sara. He was still the best
criminalist she had ever seen, but he was much happier now.
"So..."
He looked up at her and saw
her grin. "What?"
"When's the date?"
He looked confused for a
split second and then looked down at his paperwork. "I don't know, she
won't tell me."
"You haven't discussed
it?"
He sighed heavily and met
her eyes again. "I told her to name the date and I'd be there."
"Ooh...real romantic,
aren't you?"
Sara slipped in the door
behind Catherine with Warrick in tow. Casually, she
walked to his desk and kissed his lips gently. Smiling at him as he blushed,
she ruffled his hair a bit.
"December
seventh." As he returned her smile, she turned to Catherine before walking
out. "And...it was romantic...you just had to be
there to understand."
Grissom chuckled as Sara
left the room. He quickly glanced at the calendar. Two weeks and two days. His smile widened.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
They managed to get through
the rest of the shift with a little ribbing from their coworkers.
They were both extremely relieved when it was time to go home. As he started to
pull out of the parking lot, she touched his arm. He looked at her, questioning
her. Her smile formed quickly.
"You promised to take
me shopping today."
He returned her smile,
blushed lightly, and pulled out in the other direction. "The things I let
you talk me into..."
She snorted. "Yeah...like you won't enjoy it."
He raised his eyebrow and
joined in with her laughter.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
He got out of the car
hesitantly and shut the door. Leaning against the fender, he looked at her.
"Um...why...uh...why don't I just...um...wait for you out here..."
She shook her head and
grinned at him before walking to him and grabbing his hand. "Why don't you
come in and help me."
She pulled him from his
leaning position and began walking towards the building.
"Help you?"
She grinned and leaned up to
kiss him. "Yeah..."
"Sara..." He
looked into her eyes and sighed. "Come on..."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
He followed her closely as
she winded her way through the clothes, the books, the movies...stopping only
when she reached her destination.
"Been here before, have
you?"
She laughed and gave him a
wink. "You know I have..."
Lacing her fingers with his,
she began perusing through the shelves of dildos and vibrators. He was more
than a little uncomfortable.
She pulled a box from the
shelf and looked at him. "What do you think?"
He glanced at the small
vibrator and his eyes instinctively dropped to his own crotch.
"Sara...that's...uh...a little...small, isn't it?"
She giggled. "Start
small...and work up, remember?"
He blushed at the stupidity
of his own question. He shifted his weight nervously. Her hand tightened around
his and he met her eyes.
"Hey...are you
okay?"
He slowly nodded, giving her
a faint smile. She kissed his cheek and continued with her task.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
As they made their way to
the checkout counter with five boxes varying in size, he stopped suddenly.
"Gil?"
He fished out his wallet and
handed her a hundred dollar bill. She took it and gave him a smile.
"I'll be right out,
honey."
He nodded and walked towards
the door. She laughed to herself. He had actually handled being in here much
better than she thought he would've.
~~~~~~~~~~~~
He opened the door for her
and watched as she set the bag on the coffee table before taking a seat on the
sofa. He inhaled deeply as he removed his jacket, hanging it on the coat rack
before sitting down beside her.
She was busy pulling boxes
out of the bag and opening each one. Gingerly, he picked up the smallest one.
He set it back down and reached for the largest of her purchases. She watched
as he carefully examined it. Smiling, she took it from his hand and crawled on
top of him. His hands immediately came to a rest on her hips as her tongue
entered his mouth. She ground her hips against him, drawing a moan from deep
within him.
She leaned into him and
whispered into his ear. "Do you want to try?"
"Sara..." He could
barely breathe.
She rolled her hips again,
feeling him harden underneath her. "Do you?"
"Uh...Sara...yes...yes,
I do." He pulled her into a passionate kiss, sighing heavily as she gently
pulled from his arms and stood in front of him.
His hand gently massaged his
erection as she smiled. "Go get ready, okay?"
"Where...are
you...going?"
"Bathroom...I'll be
there in a couple of minutes, okay?"
He slowly nodded as she
turned down the hall. Carefully, he stood and made his way to the bedroom with a
bag of toys in his hand.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Closing the bathroom door
behind her, she sighed heavily. Her smile broadened as she bent over and opened
the door to the cabinet under the sink.
Pulling out the green Fleet
box, she smiled. She definitely wanted this to be as clean as an experience as
possible.
**WARNING**
This chapter contains anal sex. This may make some of you happy. Others
may find it repulsive. If this is not your "thing", then do NOT read
any further.
**BEGIN CHAPTER 29**
He was lying on the bed,
looking at her recent purchases, when she sauntered in. Smiling, she crawled
onto the bed with him. "You okay?"
He looked up at her and
smiled. "Yeah."
She took his face in her
hands and gently kissed his lips. "You sure about
this?"
He looked into her eyes and
saw her love for him. "If you are."
His hand moved to her breast
as he returned her kiss. She sighed against his lips as he gently pushed her
back to the mattress. She pulled him down with her, enjoying the feel of his
hands caressing her skin.
His tongue left her mouth
and gently danced across her body. Slowly she rolled onto her stomach as he
reached onto the nightstand for the tube of lubricant he had grown to love. He
moved to her side and began running his tongue down her back before gently
massaging the lube into her again.
She moaned his name as his
finger entered her. He smiled, watching her grip the sheets. "Sara?"
"Umm..."
"Promise me..."
Her eyes rolled open to look
at him questioningly. "If I hurt you..."
She nodded her head and
moved her hand to caress his thigh. He leaned over and kissed the back of her
thigh as she began moving against his finger.
"Uhh...Gil..."
He looked at the array of
sexual aids lying on the bed beside of her. Hesitantly, he reached over and
picked the smallest one up. She whimpered as she felt his finger leave her.
Smiling nervously, he began to coat the vibrator with lube and gently pressed
it against her opening. Carefully, he eased it inside...stopping periodically
to let her adjust.
He moved behind her, in
between her legs. His free hand gently rubbed against her clitoris.
"God...Sara...you're
so...wet..."
She gently pushed against
him, silently begging him for more. Slowly, he began moving the vibrator inside
of her, while his fingers gently stroked her clit. He leaned over her to place
a kiss in the small of her back. She moaned loudly, he felt the sheets
underneath his knees quickly dampen.
His hand moved from her,
slowly sliding up her side to her breast...coating her skin in her own fluid.
He had no idea how long this had been going on, but he heard one word from
her...merely a whisper.
"Next..."
"What?"
She gestured to the toys on
the bed. Smiling, he picked up the next size. He couldn't believe how erotic
this was. He wanted to be inside of her...not this piece of soft rubber...
His erection grew with every
size change. The sheets were completely soaked. It amazed him that she would
come each time. His erection brushed against her wet labia as she blindly
reached for the fifth toy. He ached to slide inside of her...to feel her
wetness surround him.
"Sara..."
He wasn't sure about
this...he was so worried that he would hurt her. He looked at the vibrator in
his hand and noticed that it wasn't much smaller than his own raging hard-on.
She had picked the sizes perfectly for a gradual process. He smiled at the
thought of how precise she truly was.
Even in her heightened
state, she realized that he was hesitating. "Please, Gil...please..."
"You
sure?" The
sound of her breathless voice concerned him somewhat.
"Yes...I
need...you...inside of me...soon...please..."
He thought about it for a
second longer before repeating the process of lubing
and gently inserting. Her back arched and she cried out. Immediately, he
stopped. Frightened that he had indeed hurt her, he touched her shoulder
gently.
"Sara?"
She turned to look at him
and smiled. "Good...feels...good...oh...don't...please..."
That confused him. He wasn't
sure what to do now. He looked down at her, her face buried in the pillows.
"Sara?"
"Don't...stop...Gil...not...now..."
He gently stroked her wet
hair, still not moving the mechanism farther into her. Slowly, she pushed against
him, easing the vibrator into herself. He watched in
fascination as she quickened her movements, effectively fucking herself with
it. He moved his hand to her hip, trying to steady her.
"More...Griss..."
He felt her body tremble
under his hand. He felt her juices coat his erection that was still pressed
against her. It was almost more than he could take. Her body was writhing under
him. His mind was reeling. Her head lifted off of the pillows and she took in a
sharp breath of air.
"Gil!"
His heart was racing. She
turned to look at him and grinned. Dumfounded, he looked at her as she quietly
whispered. "You..."
"What?"
"You...please..."
His breath quickened.
"Oh...God...Sara...I don't...I don't know..."
Her hand reached beneath
them and gently stroked him. His eyes closed as his head tilted back,
involuntarily. She quickly squeezed a fair amount of lube into her hand and
massaged it onto him. She shifted her hips slightly and felt his erection slide
against her crevice.
"Please...Gil..."
He searched her glassy eyes.
He found nothing but love, want, and passion. Slowly, he took himself into his
hand and rested it against her orifice. He watched as she licked her lips
seductively and gently pressed back against him. As if it had a mind of its
own, the head gently slipped inside. He groaned at the sensation.
"Sara..."
"Hold...still..."
she breathed.
She slowly worked her hips
backwards, pulling him farther inside. After a few minutes, he looked down,
amazed that he was completely inside. He held still for a few moments, feeling
her muscles relax around him.
"Oh...Sara...."
His hands gently gripped her
hips as she began to slowly thrust against him. He let her set the pace. There
was no way he was going to risk causing her pain.
"Gil...I...please...oh..."
He moved carefully,
tenderly, against her. "Jesus...Sara...so...close..."
She quickened her movements
against him as he gripped her hips tighter. He leaned over her, moving his hand
to allow his fingers to flick over her hardened nipples.
"Gil...oh...God..."
He felt her body shudder as
he matched her pace. "I...love...you..."
She could only moan in
response. She felt him swell inside of her. He cried out her name as she felt
his semen wash her canal. Her legs gave out as she felt him gently slide out of
her, causing yet another orgasm to wrack her body.
He gently pulled her
quivering body against his chest, breathing heavily. "Sara...are...you..."
She slowly nodded her head
in exhaustion.
He gently turned her body to
face his. He gazed into her smiling eyes as he brushed her hair back. "Did
I..."
She smiled gently and shook
her head. "No."
He returned her smile and
pulled her closer to him. He pressed his lips to her forehead and heard her
sigh.
"Gil?"
"Hmm?"
"Are you...okay?"
He pulled back slightly to
look into her eyes. He smiled and gently kissed her lips. "Yes."
Her fingers ran through his
sweat-drenched hair. "I love you too."
She snuggled closer to him
and wrapped a curl around her finger.
Sleep found them quite easily.
They woke up with just
enough time to get a shower and eat some dinner before leaving for work. He
noticed the grimace on her face as she eased out of bed.
"You okay?"
She smiled sweetly at him. "Yeah, just a little sore."
He slid out of bed quickly
and wrapped his arms around her. "I'm...sorry, Sara."
She smiled as she met his
concerned eyes. "I'm not...I'm fine, Gil, really."
She could tell that he
didn't truly believe her. She gently ran her finger across his jawline.
"Remember when you had that deep bruise on your arm?" Her hand
caressed his bicep where the injury was months ago. He slowly nodded his head.
"Remember how it hurt to move it? You said it wasn't a horrible,
mind-blinding pain...but more of a constant, dull ache peppered with a few
sharp, stabbing pains when you moved the wrong way."
Her fingers gently traced
his bottom lip, her eyes never left his. "Remember?"
He swallowed nervously.
"Yeah..."
"That's what I'm
experiencing now...it's not a bad pain." She moved forward and brushed her
lips against his. "And definitely not something for you
to worry about." Her tongue darted out and flicked across his lips.
"We just have to find a way to work the soreness out."
She deepened the kiss
briefly, allowing her tongue to explore his mouth as her hands ran through his
hair. He moaned lightly and she smiled against his mouth. He sighed heavily as
she pulled away from him.
He tucked a strand of hair
behind her ear and let his hand rest on her neck. "I love you...more than
you'll ever know."
She smiled widely at him.
"I love you too." She backed away slowly, taking his hand and pulling
him with her. He raised an eyebrow at her. "Come on...wash my back for
me."
He smiled, slowly relaxing,
as he allowed himself to be led to the shower.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Sara sat at the microscope
and shifted her weight slightly. She winced briefly at the sharp, but quick,
pain before a smile spread across her face. She glanced down at her left hand
and sighed. Knowing that the more she moved, the quicker the soreness would
dissipate, she slowly stood and began her journey to the breakroom.
As she approached the door,
she heard Nick and Warrick in a deep conversation.
"Man, I don't believe
that...I think it's just something they...pretend...you know, to make us feel
better about ourselves."
Warrick snorted. "Speak for yourself...I know
what I felt."
Sara casually walked into
the room, drawing cautious glances from the two men. "What are you talking
about?" She made her way across the room and poured herself a cup of
coffee.
Nick chuckled. "Warrick says Catherine has multiple orgasms..."
Sara laughed and turned to Warrick. "You go, man!"
Nick continued, shaking his
head. "But, I was saying that multiples are urban legends. Something that women make up to raise our self-esteem."
He noticed Sara's grin. "You know...so we'll...uh...perform better."
He let his voice trail off as Sara took a seat at the table.
Taking a sip of her coffee,
she shrugged her shoulders. "Maybe it's the women you sleep with..."
Warrick roared with laughter as Nick's jaw dropped
slightly. Leaning back in his chair, he grinned and crossed his arms across his
chest. "Cite your source."
Sara looked towards the door
to see Grissom walk in. "Cite a source about what?"
Nick turned at the sound of
Grissom's serious voice. "Ah..."
Sara interrupted Nick as she
watched Grissom pour a cup of coffee. "Nick says multiple orgasms in women
are...urban myths."
He turned and looked at
Sara, seemingly oblivious to Nick and Warrick staring
at him intently. Sara continued as she raised her mug to her lips.
"And...I tend to
disagree...."
Grissom's face turned a
bright shade of red. "Oh...um...well...I have an experiment to attend
to..." He glanced at Sara's smiling face as he quickly left the room.
Nick's jaw dropped once more,
as did Warrick's. "You mean Grissom can..."
Sara leaned forward
slightly, raised her eyebrows, and grinned at Nick. "Stallion..."
She carefully stood and
walked out the door, chuckling lightly.
Nick looked at Warrick in shock. "Grissom?"
Warrick laughed gently and shook his head. "Bug
man got it going on..." He stood and walked to the door. He turned back to
Nick. "You coming, man?"
Nick slowly stood and followed
Warrick. "Grissom? Stallion?"
Warrick laughed harder. "Come on Nicky, we have work to do."
He followed Warrick down the hall, shaking his head in disbelief.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Sara found Grissom, indeed
attending to an experiment. She slowly walked up behind him and slipped her
arms around him, placing a gentle kiss on his neck. He turned his head slightly
and looked at her, not being able to help but return her smile.
"You want to tell me
what that was all about?"
"Just what I
said...Nick doesn't believe women can have multiple orgasms." She leaned
up further and kissed his ear.
"So...you told them
that you do?"
"No...not exactly." She grinned at his expression before
continuing. "I just said you were a stallion."
He pulled from her embrace
and turned around to face her. "Oh, God...Sara, please tell me you're
joking!"
He took a couple of steps
backwards as she shook her head.
"Sara...no...you didn't."
She took a couple of steps
forward to replace the distance he put between them. Nodding her head, she
smiled. "It's true...you are..."
He closed his eyes and
tilted his head slightly upwards in exasperation. "Great...I'm never going
to live this down..."
He felt her hands on his
waist and her warm breath on his neck as she whispered to him. "It'll blow
over..." She kissed his chin as he took hold of her shoulders and pulled
away from her.
"Sara....I can't
believe...you know how private I am..." She saw the disappointment in his
eyes. Her smile slowly faded as she took a few steps back.
"Gil...I didn't
mean...it just...kind of came out. I'm...I'm sorry, Gil...really." She
turned to walk out of the room and heard him sigh heavily.
"Sara..."
She stopped walking, but
didn't turn to face him. His shoes against the flooring echoed as he walked to
her. She felt his hands on her shoulders, gently turning her towards him.
"Sara...look at me...please."
She cautiously lifted her
eyes. His heart ached seeing the tears in them. "Sara...I'm not mad...I'm
just a little...embarrassed...that's all." He saw a faint smile tugging at
the corners of her mouth and he lifted his hand to gently trace her skin with
his finger. "I didn't mean to upset you."
"I didn't mean to
embarrass you..."
His right hand rested on her
neck as his left slipped around her waist and pulled her to him. He smiled as
he bent his head towards her. His lips briefly touched hers before he pulled
away to look into her eyes.
"It's okay...it'll blow
over..."
His mouth gently covered
hers as her arms encircled him. He quickly deepened the kiss, probing her mouth
with his tongue, holding her closer to him. He could feel her erect nipples
press into his chest as she pressed her hips into him. He moaned lightly at the
contact, moving his right hand down to caress her breast...gently squeezing her
nipple between his thumb and index finger. She mirrored his moan.
His mouth left hers and went
to her neck, pulling her flesh in between his teeth and sucking on it gently.
He held her tighter in his arms as he felt her body shudder and heard her
breathe his name.
Smiling, he looked into her
eyes. "That's one..."
She raised her eyebrows,
grinned, and gently stroked him through his pants. "Wanna go for
two?"
He returned her grin and
gently pressed his lips to hers. "I think you know the answer to
that."
She giggled lightly as he
picked her up almost effortlessly in his arms before moving towards the couch
that sat behind his desk.