Chapter 1

Skeleton's in the Closet

Disclaimer: CSI belongs to CBS and friends. Not me.

Rating: M

This is my second fic. It's an idea that popped into my head and I need to get it out. This is out of thin air and has nothing to do with any episodes.

Summery: Grissom and Sara have just started a personal relationship when Grissom gets a shock from the past.

It was the end of another long and tiering shift as Sara stormed through the halls of CSI. She had a look on her face that spoke to everyone loud and clear, it simply said, 'Back off.' Nick and Warrick were in the locker room when she thundered in making her attitude know to all who were present.

She opened her locker mumbling incoherently to herself when Grissom came in. Nick and Warrick slipped past him doing double takes towards Sara. As Grissom looked at her he could tell she was fuming. The volcano was going to erupt, no one knew when but it was eminent. Grissom didn't dare speak to her here. They were less than a month in their relationship outside of work and it was going well.

Sara slammed her locker and pushed her way by Grissom. He followed but not too close as she got into her car and drove to her apartment. He tailed her in his Denali just to make sure she wasn't going to stop anywhere to get drunk. She hasn't had anything more than a social drink since that fateful night, but sometimes Grissom always worried that certain cases would drive her back down a bottle.

He pulled his truck up next to her car in the parking lot at her building. She was still sitting in the car, her hands locked to the steering wheel. He walked slowly over to her and opened the door and kneeled down.

"Come on Sara. Lets go inside and we can talk about it."

She slowly got out under his guidance not saying a word as he helped her to the front door. As they entered her apartment she walked away from him taking her clothes off as she went. Grissom only removed his jacket and walked up behind her, by now she was only wearing a flimsy pair of red lace panties. She spun around to him and he caught her wrists with his hands.

"Sara what do you want from me?"

"I want you to help me take this day away. I need a release. I need to feel alive. Make me feel alive." She leaned up and kissed him hard, her tongue demanding entrance. Her hands began to make quick work of his shirt and pants as they kissed. When she felt him begin to end the kiss she bit his bottom lip hard drawing blood. He roughly pulled her away.

"Damn it Sara." he said reaching for his lip. She just laughed "Don't play these games with me. You won't like how I play."

She leaned towards him, her lips just a whisper away from his mouth. "Try me."

He stepped back and looked into her eyes to see if she was just playing along or telling the truth. She had a look that was more of a challenge. Grissom reached down and pulled his belt from his pants and grabbed Sara's wrists in the other hand and drug her towards the bed room. He shoved her onto the bed and quickly tied her to the iron head board with his belt. It surprised her and instinctively she fought back against him. She had asked, now he was going to deliver.

He loomed over her and ripped her panties off in one swift motion. She fought her restraint but never said a word. Quickly he stood and removed his boxers and leaned in and began to suck and kiss her neck. She was beginning to relax when he bit her lightly.

"Hey damn it." and just as quickly as he had been with everything else his right hand was over her mouth.

"Shhhh. You wanted to play my game so we're playing it. Now shut up." He bent over taking a perked nipple into his mouth taunting and teasing her as he move to the other. His right hand slid from her mouth down her neck between her breast and past her stomach to her knees.

She laid with her legs stuck together and peaked. Again an instinct. His hand caressed her knees and thighs. He waited until she relaxed some before inching his hand towards the honey pot. He looked into her eyes and she looked back. He talked with his eyes, 'Do you trust me?' and her eyes replied 'Yes.'

His hand pushed her legs apart and reached for the glistening brown curls. Feeling her readiness for him he positioned himself between her legs and leaned forward to kiss her. Again she bit his lip and he grabbed her face by the chin and pushed himself forcefully into her. He gave her body no time to adjust to him and he kept driving hard and deep into her.

Sara cried out in a blissful mix of pleasure and pain as she fought to free her bound wrists. She even squeezed his hips with her knees in an attempt to slow him down. But that's all it was, was an attempt as Grissom pounded into her. All her fury came to a head and she fought to get herself free of his assault, even thou she didn't know why she wanted free of him. She tried everything she could. She tried kicking, but it was useless. She tried biting him, but he wouldn't get close enough. And with her hands bound by his leather belt to the head board all she could do was try to move her body and squirm.

Grissom was concentrating. He was telling himself to just hold on, that she would release then he could. Cause God knows if she didn't soon at this pace holding on was not an option. As Sara squirmed beneath him, he felt her body thrust up to meet his strokes. She began to cry out, her orgasm eminent and there was nothing she could do to stop it.

"Ohhhh... God Grissom...Yess...Ohhhhhhh" And with that final cry he felt her walls clamp down on him as she orgasmed and he was finally able to let go.

"Ohhhh God Sara." he said as he thrust one more time holding himself deep in her as he climaxed allowing her body to milk what his was willing to give.

He collapsed on her using his forearms to support most of his weight. They laid in a sweaty bliss until their breathing had calmed. Grissom pulled himself up and freed her from the head board. He laid down on his back and she snuggled up to him laying her head on his shoulder.

"Thank you."

"It was my pleasure." he said kissing the top of her hair. "Now rest."

And they both drifted off to sleep in each others arms.