A warm beam of morning sunlight came in through a gap in the curtains falling upon her sleeping face; its warmth awoke her. She lay there, eyes still closed, as she reflected on how not so long ago she would have cursed this beam of sunlight for waking her from her dream world and dragging her back to the bleakness of reality, but not anymore. She opened her big brown eyes and looked around the now familiar surroundings of the bedroom. This was now her reality and it was just as good as the dreams had promised, in fact it was better.
"Morning!" said a soft voice that came from behind her.
She knew that voice as that of the man she loved and the sole reason her reality was worth waking up to.
"Morning!" she replied, smiling and stretching. Unbeknownst to her he'd been awake for sometime now, contenting himself with watching her sleep. Gazing upon her beautiful face as she lay peacefully in his arms, feeling her chest swell and collapse as she breathed, inhaling her scent as it surrounded him and put him at ease; feeling like a love struck teenager the whole time he smiled.
She turned in the bed to face him, looking over his shoulder to see what time it actually was. "You do realise it's the afternoon, late afternoon." She teased, grinning at him.
"I do but that becomes irrelevant when you work the graveyard shift, one of the untold benefits, afternoon becomes the new morning." He said wrapping his arms around her waist, pulling her close to him and resting his chin on top of her head. It fit there perfectly.
"Long lie-ins," she said lazily pulling out of his embrace and kissing him. "I'm going to take a shower!" She said suggestively, rolling over and getting out of their bed. His eyes followed her from the bed to the bathroom, admiring every inch of her body, as she gracefully stepped over the various articles of clothing that decorated the bedroom floor; clothes that had been heatedly removed the night before.
Stopping in the doorway to the en suite bathroom she slid the straps of her white satin nightdress off her shoulders, seductively allowing it to fall to the floor and reveal her naked flesh to him. This sight alone sent his body into a frenzy, the hairs on the back of his neck rose as a shiver of arousal travelled down his back and his blood supply began to reroute to somewhere a little further south. God he wanted to kiss that neck, her collarbone, those lips, he wanted to feel her skin against his; he just wanted her. She just doesn't know what she does to me, she doesn't realise just how beautiful she is he thought to himself.
She turned her head to look at him over her shoulder raising an eyebrow her brown eyes smouldered, playfully inviting him to join her. Smiling at him coyly, she crossed the threshold of the bathroom. He was out of bed and halfway to the bathroom before she even had a chance to switch on the shower; desire moving him like a man possessed. As the warm water began to fall she felt two strong arms wrap themselves around her waist from behind and a husky voice whispered in her ear, "Sara Sidle would you care for some company?"
His breath on her ear sent shivers down her spine and made her tingle in an intimate way that only he could. Sara turned to face him, wrapping her arms around his neck she reached up slightly to meet his lips and they shared an intense passionate kiss that fired up as the water fell onto their naked bodies. Her brown hair began to curl as the water hit it; droplets of water ran over her perfect body. His hands caressed her supple skin, travelling all over it, exploring it as though it was the first time again.
The bathroom filled with steam as the shower heated up and the kisses intensified. "Gil!" She moaned into his mouth as he pinned her against the cold tiles of the shower wall. Diverting his attention from her mouth to kissing her neck and shoulders as she dug her nails into his back, lightly scratching him, giving him a painfully pleasant sensation. They moaned in unison as their arousal heightened until it all became too much for Grissom.
With one fluid motion he lifted her and slipped his erection inside her she gasped in ecstasy as he slid inside her. Her back against the wall, her legs wrapped around his waist, her hands in his hair furiously they kissed as he thrust in and out of her rhythmically; the water splashing off them as the pace sped up.
"Sara!" The words escaped his lips in a moment of passion as the two grinded closer to climax. Feeling her walls tighten around him he thrust deeper inside her until she screamed as wave after wave of sensation the pleasure over came her. He allowed himself to release his own orgasm, the ferocity of their kisses subsided into softness as a wave of calm came over them both. She dropped to her feet, both of them soaking in the shower they smiled at each other.
"Hey Sara," He said his voice no longer husky but soft and gentle as it had been when they were in bed, "I love you!"
Sara looked up at him and smiling from ear to ear replied, "I love you too!"
It was moments like these and the knowledge that they shared something intimate between them that none of their colleagues knew about that fuelled their knowing glances and shared smiles at work. They would tell the team when they were ready but until them it was fun to keep it their own little secret.
Dried and dressed they sat at the kitchen counter, sharing some food before they went to work. Effortless conversation flowed between them and was coupled with contented silences, they were just so comfortable in each others company. Walking over to the sink and rinsing her coffee cup Sara then returned the milk to its rightful place in the refrigerator. Turning from the fridge she caught a glimpse of an article over Gil's shoulder that sparked her interest. Leaning over him slightly she read over him. She wasn't touching him; she didn't need to. Anytime she was close to him his body was alert, he was always aware of her presence and her proximity to him – his "Sidle sense" was how he jokingly referred to it.
She didn't notice but he turned in his chair and was looking at her up and down, in awe of what he saw and how he could call it his. He looked at her face, her brows furrowed as she concentrated on what she was reading, her mouth open slightly and her head tilted to one side as it did when she was thinking seriously about something. Not only was she in possession of stunning beauty but also a cunning mind, she could challenge him on both a personal and intellectual level; that was one of the things that had drawn him to her. Dressed casually for work she wore a pair of hip-hugging jeans and a black button down shirt. The way in which she was leaning over him revealed to him that underneath the black shirt she was wearing a black lacy bra that made her pale skin look even creamier in comparison. As he admired the beautiful curve of her breast and imagined his tongue rolling over it he was pulled back to reality by a forced cough and the words, "Up here!"
Looking up at her his eyes were met with raised eyebrows and an amused smirk.
"You were reading my paper." He responded nonchalantly, cocking his head to the side and raising an eyebrow at her in true Gil Grissom style.
"Uh-huh, well I'm done now!" She said playfully, secretly thrilled at the effect she had over him. He turned in his chair, grabbed her around the waist and pulled her onto his lap.
"You know, I was going to let you read that article when I was done."
"Well now you don't have to." She replied quickly. A sharp tongue, a brilliant mind, an incredible beauty, not to mention she was amazing in bed, Gil Grissom couldn't believe his luck.
Arms around his neck her head found it's way to his shoulder and nuzzled into him. She inhaled deeply breathing in his scent, a scent that had once plagued her with a longing for it to be her own, now reassured her and made her fell safe. Turning his head slightly he kissed her forehead softly and said, "We better get going."
Sara groaned in momentary protest as he tried to get up before accepting her fate and getting up willingly. They each got into their separate cars and headed for the same workplace.