Note From The Author—This is inspired by the chorus of the Katy Perry song of the same name. I'll include the lyrics at the beginning of the actual story. This is completely different than what I usually do, and thought I don't think it warrants an M rating, it's definitely at the higher and harder end of a T. I thought it only fair to warn you. I had some serious debates going as to whether I even wanted to post it and I edited it like three times so we'll see together how it goes. Either way, enjoy.
Disclaimer—I don't own the characters of CSI: NY, and the song belongs to the wonderfully talented Miss Katy Perry.
'Cause when I'm with him I am thinking of you
Thinking of you, what you would do
If you were the one who was spending the night
Oh I wish that I was looking into your eyes
Katy Perry, Thinking of You
The hands that streaked over her body were wide palmed and smooth, but in her traitorous mind they were long fingered and calloused, and far more gentle.
Her hands raked over a flawless body from head to toe. They found purchase on a smooth chest and a ragged breath tore from her body as she found no trace of scars.
Skin slicked with sweat, teeth and tongues alternately harmed and soothed, and it wasn't enough. Even as the last scraps of fabric fell away she wanted more; needed more.
The man in her bed may as well not have been there at all. No matter what he did, no matter how much pleasure he brought to her, he wouldn't ever be right.
The man she wanted had been haunting her since she'd stepped into his arms after the worst day of her life. The same man who at that moment was probably enjoying a night with a gorgeous dark haired, brown eyed detective.
So she rose over the man who was nothing more than a consolation prize, took him in and used him to make the world disappear. But in the end, the world could only recede so far into the recesses of her mind before it came springing back.
Before long there was nothing she could do to keep it at bay. Brown eyes gazed up, her own eyes squeezed shut; and she could see those blue eyes that had lived in her dreams for years. She gave in to what she knew she couldn't fight and as she fell over the edge she gave in to that electric cobalt blue that filled her mind and lingered in her dreams