Chapter 2: Dirty Ain't the Word for It
"You what?" Sara stared at Grissom through tear filled eyes. The music inside the ball room was loud as ever and no one but them was out on the balcony. Grissom looked at her as tears came streaming down her face.
"I didn't mean to make you cry." He said hopelessly as he watched bring a hand up to whip away the tears that had fallen from her beautiful brown eyes. She smiled and tried to laugh but it came out as a goofy little hiccup that made Grissom smile in return.
"I'm not crying because I'm sad, I'm crying because I love you too." She brought her head down and softly pressed her lips to his. This was her man and her future, her whole world was wrapped up in this one man, the only man that had ever treated her like she was something more than just a piece of ass. She'd felt like showing him what he was missing but now she just felt like sitting here in his lap forever holding him and being held by him. There was nothing in Sara's life that she could remember that brought a smile to her face quite like this. It was perfect, the timing, the idea of being in love with Grissom, it all fit into her life now. There was no room for argument that this was by far the best idea either of them had had in a long time.
"So their happy tears?" Grissom asked and all Sara could do was nod her head and brush her lips over his again. The sound of clapping made them both look up but no one was looking at them they were clapping at Nick and the new DNA girl Kacee dirty dancing in the middle of the floor. Kacee rubbed her body over Nick's while his hands roamed freely over her body holding her tightly against his body. They looked like they were getting ready to have sex on the ball room floor. Kacee turned in his arms and bent backward continuing to rub her lower body against his. Nick brought his head down and placed a kiss at the base of her throat. She smiled and came back up throwing her arms around his neck and kissing him full on the mouth. Several people yelled and whistled at the two of them as they continued the dirty display of affection for one another. Sara looked at Grissom and raised her eyebrow. That could be fun if done just the right way and in the right kind of situation.
"Shall we go to my place or yours?" Grissom asked catching the look Sara gave him. She shrugged and got up pulling him with her back into the ball room. The crowd didn't even notice them as Brass and a new detective Tiffany joined Nick and Kacee in the middle of the dance floor. Brass looked a little uncertain but Tiffany seemed to be enjoying herself as she rubbed up against Brass. Nick looked over at Brass and nodded his head giving the older man some reassurance and Brass reached down grabbing Tiffany's hips in his hands and began to do a little grinding of his own. Sara whistled loudly at the two of them but her mind was on other more important things. They burst threw the front doors of the hotel and made their way to Grissom car. Once inside Grissom turned the key and the car roared to life, he took off down the strip and toward his townhouse. He reached over and put his hand on Sara's thigh, running his hand up toward her sex. She spread her legs apart giving Grissom access to her.
Sara let her head fall back against the headrest and felt Grissom's hand run along the leg of her throngs. She groaned when he slipped one finger inside and began to stroke her without the barrier. She reached over and grabbed his thigh holding on as he brought her so close to climax she could fill the coil of pressure in her stomach waned tight. When she opened her eyes again they were in front of Grissom's house. He was watching her with an intensity that made her shiver with need.
Carefully she climbed over the console and into his lap. Grissom gladly accepted her into his lap and wrapped his arms around her kissing her neck. He nuzzled the supple skin of her neck and bit down hard.
"I've wanted you for so long Sara. I mean really wanted you. Just like this, wild and welling just completely at my mercy. I want you to beg and I mean beg for me to bring you release." Grissom whispered heated words made Sara reach down and pull her dress up and over her head. He watched as she pulled the strings where her panties tied at the sides. She revealed herself completely to him and watched as he drank her in.
"Touch me Grissom, please, touch me." He smiled and ran his hand over her bear hip around to her firm butt and squeezed. She groaned and threw her head back; he ran his tongue down the middle of her body not reaching her sex. He didn't have full access to her this way and he didn't like that. He reached down and picked up the dress she'd discarded a few minutes ago and wrapped it around her. She stared at him but he just smiled and reached for the door handle.
"I'm taking you inside so that we can have a better experience." Sara almost gasped at the heat in his eyes and wrapped her arms around her neck.
He almost kicked open the door when the key wouldn't turn in the lock and he didn't even bother to close it before he was trotting down the hallway with her in his arms. Sara looked at him and once he'd deposited her on the bed he went back to close and lock the door.
While he was gone Sara slipped into the master bathroom and turned on the water of the shower. She stepped under the spray and let it glide down her body, the water was just right and slide lazily over her body cooling and heating her flesh at the same time.
Grissom heard the shower come on and looked over his shoulder. What kind of game was she playing? He didn't know and right now it was the farthest thought from his mind, he wanted her and she was playing it up. He made his way back into the room and turned to the open bathroom door.
He saw Sara's shadow through the glass enclosure of the shower and watched as she ran her hands over her body. He almost lost it and charged into the glass enclosure and played the caveman roll of throwing her over his shoulder and packing her off back to his 'village'.
"What are you doing Sara?" He asked stepping inside the door watching as she cupped water to run down her neck. She was a vixen, a temptress in ever way possible. He loved the look of her ivory sooth skin contrasting with her hard strong muscles.
"I'm waiting for you of course." She poked her head out of the shower and crocked her finger at him telling him to come to her. Grissom moved toward her unbuttoning his shirt as he went. She smiled and wiggled her eyebrows at him. He dropped the shirt on the floor and made quick work of his pants watching as Sara tilted her head to the side and studied his anatomy. He became somewhat self concourse about his nude state and dunked his head. Sara reached out a wet hand and wrapped it around his large erection and pulled him toward the shower, toward heaven.
"Sara, are you sure that this is what you want?" Sara gave a laugh and answered him sarcastically.
"No Grissom, I don't want you to make love to me in the shower why we're all wet and slippery. I want to wait until we're married and old before we have sex. My God have you lost your mind." Grissom gave her a look and snickered.
"Smart-ass." He whispered as he pulled her closer to him and wrapped his arms around her. She sank against him and held on as he backed her up against the wall. The water poured down around them, Grissom kissed her passionately as he hosted her up and wrapped her legs around his waist. Sara whimpered as he rubbed his swollen cock against her gloriously wet folds and bumped her clit.
"God Grissom." She said as she reached down and grabbed a hold of him and moved him where she wanted him the most but Grissom was having none of that. He sat her down and reached around grabbing a bar of soap and lathering his hands.
"What are you doing?" She asked breathlessly as she watched him study her with an amount of mischief in his eyes that Sara had never seen before. He smiled and reached forward starting at her shoulder he moved down soaping up her body and making her pant. Sara had never in her life felt so thoroughly touched, literally, Grissom didn't miss a spot making sure she was completely covered before he turned her around and started to soap up her back side. His hands on her felt like soft clouds as he ran them over her. She thought she was going to come from just having him bath her but she didn't, every time she got close he stopped and started somewhere else.
"Stop teasing me." She whined as once again he came close to the spot between her thighs that wanted his touch the most. He grinned and kissed her neck before he complied. She shattered almost instantly. She rode the wave of ecstasy to its peck and when it crested she fell limp and breathless in Grissom's waiting arms.
"Whoa," she said blinking rapidly to make sure she was fully awake and then she heard Grissom chuckle. He reached behind her and turned off the shower then opened the door and stepped out. Lifting her as if she weighted next to nothing he carried her into the master bedroom. He laid her down on the oversized king bed that was covered in a navy blue comforter with white pillows. It didn't appear that any part of the house was a bachelor pad but then again Grissom's mother had probably raised him with the motto her parents had always neglected to mention: "Cleanliness is next to Godliness."
But whether Grissom's house was clean or not wasn't really a chief concern at the moment Sara was busy being prepared again for the best sex she'd ever had in her life. Grissom just didn't quite.
He kissed her shoulders and worked his way down her chest and kept going. Sara thought she couldn't come again that fast but boy did Grissom prove her wrong. He didn't stop till the very last wave of ecstasy had left her body. Sara lay back against the pillows and licked her lips she closed her eyes and tired to breath.
"Wow," she whispered and opened her eyes she came face to face with a very smug looking Gil Grissom.
"You like." He said biting her earlobe gently his hands coming up and his fingers locking with hers. She wiggled a little under his weight and nuzzled his cheek with her nose.
"Yes, very much so." She said Grissom rose up and she wrapped her legs around his hips pulling him to her.
"Are you sure about this Sara?" He asked realizing it was a little too late to ask that kind of question now.
"Are you kidding me?" Sara asked dropping back against the bed rolling her eyes. "Of course I'm sure."
"Okay." He slipped into her slowly when he was all the way in he thought the felling was going to kill him.
"My god Sara do you know how good this feels." He groaned into her ear as he laid his forehead against her shoulder. "You're so tight and wet. It's the best feeling in the world." Sara moaned and arched her back.
"No talking." She demanded and moved her hips a little faster trying to get Grissom to up the pace but he wasn't having any of that. He pressed her more firmly into the mattress and her legs fell away from his hips. She moaned and threw her head to one side letting out a strained scream.
"Gil!" She screamed again as she climaxed. Hearing his name like that coming from her mouth and feeling her body tighten around him pulling him closer when he was already as close as her could get set something off inside of him and Grissom feel over the edge with her. He rolled to the side and wrapped his arms around her pulling her close and holding on tight.
"I love you Sara." He whispered against her hair as he moved his hand down to stroke her stomach.
"I love you to Gil."
The End