Dislclaimer: I swear that CSI was never mine, that is the truth and nothing but the truth so help me. ++++
Sara kept looking at Grissom all shift. She couldn't help it. As he walked by layout, Sara looked up. He was looking expecially good.
"Excuse me," she told Warrick as she left to follow her boss. He opened his door and Sara slipped in before it shut. He went around and closed all of the blinds. The lights weren't on, and since he wasn't looking for her, Grissom couldn't see her in the shadows behind one of his shelves, where she had crept while he was closing the blinds.
His back was turned to her and she slowly crept towards him. She was to the side of the chair and before he could say anything, she had slipped over the arm of the chair and sideways into his lap. Quickly she captured his lips in a ravenous kiss.
The both broke away, panting for breath.
"To what do I owe this visit?" He said simply.
"A good looking boss and hungry coworker."
As Sara replied she slipped off her shoes and repositioned herself so that she was square in his lap and wound her legs around him, pulling him closer. Her arms went around his neck as his went to her hips, pulling her even closer, so that there was nothing between them.
Their lips crashed again as both were eager to repeat the earlier kiss. Sara could feel her wetness and his heat in between them.
Once their kiss had ended, Sara jumped off his lap and checked to see that the door was locked. She then shimmied out of her pants and back into his lap.
"What are you doing?"
"Hmm, Would you like a play by play or an over all summary?" Sara unzipped his pants and slid them down to his knees as well as his boxers.
"Sara, Here?"
"Why not, the door's locked, lights are out, blinds closed, as long as we're both quiet, no one will know. I don't think I'll make it all the way home."
Grissom was about to protest, but she kissed his again, sending his thoughts swirling.
Sara slowly lowered herself onto him, biting her lip to stifel a groan. He felt so good in her, she still had trouble believing how perfect he was in every way. She had wrapped her legs around him again, and they began moving together.
She had leaned down and started to kiss him passionately again, eliciting a small groan from Grissom. She pulled away slightly so that their lips were almost touching.
"Quiet, remember?"
Grissom nodded and quickened his pace. Sara joined him. His hands were on her hips again, and her hands were around his neck, pulling his face to hers again. Grissom began to groan again as Sara moved one of her hands down to where they were joined and started to rub herself. Grissom tightened his grasp on her hips and brought her down to him hard.
Sara had to bite her lip again as she came hard. She closer her eyes and stiffened, A few seconds later, Grissom came, too. He let out a little moan and kept rocking. He stopped, breathing heavily. Looking at Sara, he saw she was smiling wickedly, indentations of her front teeth on her lower lip.
He shook his head,"Sara."
He kissed her softy and smiled as she got off of him and went to get the paper towels that he had.
"You're so lucky that I love you," Grissom grinned up at her and she brought her head down to kiss him sweetly.
"And you're lucky you're a sexy boss."
Grissom smiled and looked at her. She got her pants on and wiped her hands on them before sitting on him again.
"See you later?"
"Of coarse," he smiled and kissed her before she left. He leaned back in his chair and did what he had planned to. Sleep.
Sara headed back to layout. Warrick had on his orange glasses and handed her a pair.
"Could you turn the lights off?"
"Yep," Sara went to the door and flicked the switch.
Warrick turned on the black light, and looked over at Sara, who was studying the clothes intently. He took a double take as he saw something bright on Sara's pants.
"Uhh, Sara?"
"What's up?" She was still stairing at the clothes.
"Uhh, should I know what's going on?"
"With what?"
"Your pants."
Sara looked down, and thanked the world that the lights were off so that Warrick could not see that her face was tomato red.
"Oops."
She lifted her head to Warrick, "I'll be right back."
"I bet you will," Warrick smirked as she went to change her pants.