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Ice Cold to Intense Heat

Chapter 4

"Don't you dare. Don't you fucking dare." he screams. "Don't ever let me hear you say that again. He could have killed you, Sara. In the blink of an eye, he could have killed you and taken you away from me. How dare you think that I'd want you dead? Do you really believe that I'd be happy to see you, the woman I love, be murdered at the whim of a mad man? Do you think I could continue living if you were no longer in my life? Because I'll tell you now, Sara, I sure as hell couldn't live if you left me. I wouldn't want to live my life without you in it." he growls, in one long breath. "For goodness sake, Sara, I'm in love with you."

He stares at her for a while, taking in what he's just blurted out, before he realises that he still has tight hold of her arm. He releases Sara from his grasp and takes a few steps back and when the back of his legs come in contact with the bed, he falls onto it, leaving a speechless Sara, shaking and sobbing against the wall. He feels awful, he knows he's just frightened her. He knows she hates shouting and people getting right up in her face. He's never screamed at her before, he's never screamed at anyone before.

Minutes pass, without any words, only Sara's sobs can be heard over their pounding hearts. Although she's not looking at him, he can't take his eyes off hers. Her gorgeous brown eyes are full, a mixture of emotions swirling around in a chocolate haze; anger, hate, love; so much love, and fear.

He watches as Sara slides her back down the wall and falls hard to the floor, as shivers wrack her body. He stands up, to help her, but she flinches away from him, holding up her hands in a 'don't come any closer' sign.

She feels cold again, so she reaches over to the bed and pulls one of the duvets down around her. She hugs it tightly to her body, afraid to let go incase she crumbles into thousands of pieces.

They sit in silence for about twenty minutes, their eyes boring in to each other. Hers full of confusion, and still fearful, whilst his are full of regret, for frightening her, and love.

"Sara?" comes Grissom's quiet voice.

"How could you be so cruel..." she cries. "How could you tell me that? You know how I feel about you. You lying bastard..."

"No, Sara, I'm not lying..." he whispers, flinching at her words, although he knows that he deserves them.

"No. No, you don't love me."

He tries to smile. "Yes I do, Sara. I'm in love with you. I've been in love with you since the day we met."

"How could you love me? You spend most of your time ignoring me."

Her sobs have eased off, but tears continue still spill from her eyes as she speaks quietly. It's all too much for her to take in, the screaming and declaration of his love, she feels as if her head is about to explode. Suddenly she's on fire, her body's over heating, so she stands up and throws the duvet back on to the bad.

"Why?" she whispers. "Why treat me badly? Why hurt me?"

"I can't explain it, Sara. I was scared." he replies, looking anywhere but at her. "I still am…"

Her face, and voice, softens. "Scared of what?"

He tries to smile a little. "Me…I'm scared of me. I'm scared to start something with you, because I know we'd have something special and amazing, and I don't want to screw it up. I keep pushing you away to save you, and myself, from heartache. I'm scared incase you find out who I really am and you don't like the real me." he whispers, as tears sting his eyes. "And…I'm scared of you. I just need to think of you, and I get lost in my own little world. Sara, you affect me in ways in which no other person ever has, and it scares the hell out of me."

"I'm scared for the same reasons, Gil." she whispers. "But I'd rather give us a go, than never know."

At the sound of his name, he looks up at her and then turns away again.

She smiles and kneels down in front of him. Her hands cup his face and she makes him look at her. "We'd have something more than just amazing, Gil. Don't you want to know what that feels like? I know I do…"

Before he can answer, she leans in to him and softly brushes her mouth against his, in a soft and tender kiss. She's surprised when he kisses her back. Their mouths caress each other tenderly, as hands begin to wander and explore. He slips his tongue in to her mouth, savouring the taste of her as they fight for domination of the kiss.

Sara slides her hands up under the back of his t-shirt, exploring his hard, muscular shoulders and back. Her fingers delicately dance down his spine and back up, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake. She can feel his body trembling slightly, whether from his wet clothes or her touch, she's unsure. She tugs at the shirt and pulls it off over his head, before palming her hands on his chest and feeling him. She moves them over his smooth chest, down over his abdomen and around his waist. She's revelling in the feel of him, getting lost in him; his scent, his body and his touch. This feels right, this is better than she ever could have imagined.

He moves his mouth from hers and starts kissing her neck, slowly nipping at sucking, making her moan against him. He groans as her fingers trail up his body, and thread through his thick curly hair, before she pulls his mouth hungrily back to hers. His fingers find the clasp on her bra and he hesitates, unsure of what she wants to happen next. He knows what he wants, what he needs, but he doesn't want Sara to feel pressured in to anything. However, when she presses herself against him, he smiles against her mouth and unhooks her bra, allowing it to fall to the ground.

She's not exactly sure how, or when, she managed to stand up, but now she's pinned up against the wall again, but this time without fear.

His hands caress her stomach and slowly move up to her breasts. He takes one in each hand and strokes over them, taking time on her nipples, to make them painfully hard. He smiles against her mouth as a guttural moan rumbles through her chest.

"Oh, Griss..." she pants.

Her hands move to the button on his jeans and once open, they fall to the ground and he steps out them before kicking off his shoes. She snakes her hand inside his boxers and takes hold of him, making him gasp. She slowly strokes up and down his shaft and he can't help but thrust into her hand.

"Saraaa..." he growls, thorough clenched teeth.

She reaches up to stroke his cheek with her free hand.

"Gil...make love to me..." she pleads. "We've waited long enough."

"Are you sure, you're ready? I didn't tell you I love you so that..."

"Shut up and kiss me." she whispers, as she pushes his blue boxers down his legs.

Their mouths collide in a sensual, heated, kiss as Sara pushes him backwards on to the bed. She pushes her panties down her legs before crawling up the bed and kissing her way up his body, his thighs, sex, chest and neck, before she captures his mouth again.

He swiftly lifts her to the side and repositions himself so that he's on top. His hand moves to her centre and finding her ready for him, he strokes her lightly as he aligns himself with her.

Their eyes lock together.

"I love you, Sara." he whispers.

Tears spring to her eyes.

"I love you, too."

Slowly, he pushes deep inside her, making her cry out in ecstasy. He's thrilled, and surprised, to find that she takes all of him and he pauses to allow her to get used to his size as his mouth meets hers.

"You okay?" he asks, worried that he's hurting her.

"Mmm..." she moans.

He slowly starts to move his hips, almost pulling right out and pushing back in. Sara starts to move, meeting his every thrust, even as he speeds up. He holds himself up with his left hand whilst he caresses Sara breasts, and then hips, with his right.

They fit together perfectly, like they were made specifically for one another. The heat, and the electricity, flowing between them is so mind blowing, so...intense. Neither of them have ever felt like this before. Neither of them have ever made love before...

"You're beautiful..."

He looks into her eyes and all he can see is love; pure love.

"So are you..."

She reaches around him, trying to pull him deeper inside, as he thrusts harder. She can feel herself begin to tighten around him, and it feels so good.

"Oh God, I'm...close..." she cries.

"Me too." he groans. "Sara, I'm not wearing...protection. Do you want me to..."

"No.." she barks. "I'm...covered."

He smiles down at her and thrusts faster as he moves one hand to her centre, applying pressure to stimulate her more.

She can feel her body start to twitch and shutdown as her climax starts. She writhes around underneath him, squirming with pleasure when she feels him pulsating against her walls.

"Come for me, Sara..." he whispers in her ear.

"Mmm..." she cries breathless.

She can feel her warmth spreading.

"Gil...Oh Gil..."

He's waited years to hear her call his name and it pushes him over the edge. With one more, hard and deep thrust he empties himself inside her, groaning her name over and over again.

"Sara...my Sara." he pants. "My Sara..."

He holds her close as both of their orgasms come to an end and he presses sensual kisses to her lips, cheeks and neck.

He pulls out of her and lays down beside her, pulling her into his embrace.

They lay in silence as she cuddles into him, resting her head on his shoulder and softly placing kisses to his neck until she falls asleep.

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When Sara wakes up a few hours later, she can feel the sunlight streaming through the window. She smiles when she realises where she is and what happened. Slowly her eyes flutter open and she looks up at Grissom, finding him staring straight back at her.

"Hi." she whispers.

"Hi." he smiles.

There's a silence, but surprisingly it's not uncomfortable.

"The electricity is now back on, which means there's some hot water for a shower." he says.

"Oh..." she replies.

She suddenly starts to panic and moves away from him.

What if he regrets what happened?

"Sweetheart, is everything okay?" he asks.

"No...I mean yes..."

"Sara, what is it?

"I'm...I'm just wondering how long it's going to take you to tell me...that last night was a mistake?" she whispers.

His face drops.

"Oh, Sara..." he replies. "You really think I would do that to you?"

"I...I don't know."

"Sara, I love you. I don't regret last night, not one bit. I promise."
Sara smiles her 'Sidle' smile.

"I love you, too."

He reaches down and kissed her lips.

"So..." she asks. "What happens now?"

"I have no idea." is his reply. "Lets just...see what happens. We'll keep all personal life away from work, for the moment anyway."

"Okay, at work you're my boss and nothing more. But at home..." she trails off, smiling seductively.

They make love, twice, that morning. Once in the bed and once in the steaming hot shower. They're finally at peace with eachother, knowing that both of their lives have changed forever. Knowing that their lives have changed for the better.

The End

That it guys, thanks for reading.

I struggled with the smut a little, that's why I cut it short.

Let me know what you think.

My next fic is my 30th, and if all goes to plan...you're in for a VERY smutty treat. (I hope)

Lynne x