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The Agreement

Part 8

Grissom thought of his "meetings" with Catherine. With her it had been so much easier.

They have gone to the hotel, had talked a little and then they had sex. The sex had been good, exactly what the two had expected. From the beginning the situation with Sara was different. Since the first night he was looking for more time with her. He almost asked her the next day to meet again. But he resisted until he saw the offer for the weekend at the new hotel.

He looked around the room. Through the glass doors he saw the bedroom. He sighed. What was more important to him, Sara or his trouble with the hotel staff?

He reached for the telephone and asked for someone to collect their breakfast. After, he entered the bedroom and started to unpack his bag. He simply would forget about the incident.

Sara came back from swimming half an hour later. She wore only a hotel - bath robe and hoped that Grissom wanted to stay.

"So, want do you want?" she asked.

Grissom only looked at her.

"Should I get dressed? "

Grissom said "no", and took Sara in his arms.

Part 9

"Sara, why are you here?

They lay in the bed and looked at each other. The moment was very intense and they hadn't even touched each other.

"Because you asked me", Sara said quietly.

" It's that easy?"

"Easy, no. But it was good that Catherine warned me. I probably would immediately have said no otherwise. But I had time to think about what I want."

"And you want me?"

"I always wanted you."

"You have me. It drives me crazy that I can touch you."

"Then do it. You're still too far away from me", with that Sara pressed herself to Grissom.

"Better?" Grissom whispered. His body was in flames. He started to kiss and touch her. For him she was perfect. Her soulful eyes, the long legs, her breasts.

"Grissom, please stop teasing me. I want you, now."

Grissom never thought Sara would talk this way. He had a certain picture of Sara in this mind and this unbridled passion kind of surprised him.

Sara noticed a change in Grissom behavoir. Perhaps he had finally understood that he didn't have to treat her like a porcelain doll. Not for the first time, Sara wondered what picture Grissom had of her. But on this weekend she wanted to show him her passion, her feeling and her needs.

The first time he took the lead, this time she would be an equal partner.

"Hey, you are impatient. "

"I'm more than ready for you." She approached him and asked mischievously. "And you?? "

Grissom nodded and Sara slowly sat down on him. His hard penis glided into her and the feeling almost took the breath away from both of them.

"Do you want to touch me?" Sara asked and offered him her breasts.

While she continued to move faster, he accepted her offer. She leant into him and he penetrated her deeply.

"Oh Sara, you are so beautiful. And your body is made for me. Are you ok? "

Sara was ecstatic. Sex with him was perfect. He was strong, great and hard. She was the reason for it. He makes her feel so special.

They moved even faster. And as he reached for her and both came together.

A while later Sara stroked his hair and tried to catch her breath.

Her other hand wandered. Grissom moaned. What did this woman do to him?

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"What will we do now?", Sara asked him as she woke up on the afternoon.

"There is a lounge downstairs and, you can even dance. What do you think ?"

"I don't dance," mumbled Grissom into his pillow.

"But, if the music is really good, we can still go and listen to it."

Sara felt wonderful.

She had packed a great dress and couldn't wait to wear it.

"How long do you need?", she asked and vanished in the bathroom.

Grissom looked up. How could she be so awake ? He had thought she would be just tired as he was. Instead he heard her singing.

"Are you really awake?", asked Sara as she walked out of the bathroom. "You can stay in the bed and I'll go alone."

"Give me 10 minutes and I follow you."

Sara felt quite strange. She just wanted to go out. See other people, hear music, and sip on colourful drinks. Just like normal people.

Much was going on in Las Vegas day and night, so it wasn't surprising that the bar was almost full.

Sara asked for a table and waited for Grissom. After 15 minutes looked at her watch for the first time, after half an hour she ordered herself a cocktail and 10 minutes later, she found herself softly singing along with the music. When she finally heard steps she expected Grissom to finally make an appearance.

"Would you like to dance ?" When she looked up, a tall, handsome man stood in front of her.

No Grissom so far. Since he didn't want to dance anyway, why not?, thought Sara.

The man introduced himself as Scott. He and his friends were in town for a couple of days. The conversation was flowing freely as Sara tried not to think of Grissom.

"Do I bore you?" Scott asked suddenly.

"No. You are a very good dancer."

"Thanks. You are a good dancer too. If you also laugh at my jokes now, then you are the perfect woman for me."

Sara had to laugh.

"OK, do you want to marry me? This is Las Vegas – we can do it right now."

"Immediately?" she asked playfully.

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Grissom actually had fallen asleep again. Now he was on the way to the bar seeking Sara's forgiveness.

As he entered the lounge he saw a crowd on the dance floor. He looked around when he suddenly heard Sara's laughter. She apparently had fun without him. With this thought in his head he followed the laughter and just heard the last words from the man at Sara's side. What was going on here ?

Without thinking Grissom approached Sara and stood up in front of her.

"Did you forget me?", he asked with audible anger.

Sara didn't say a word, only looked at him. Did he want an answer?

"Honey, you know me. I need fun.Scott was nice enough to take care of me." she said.

Suddenly Grissom grabbed her arm and drew her from the dance floor. Sara protested quietly when they left.

"Grissom, you can let me go. Our table is on the other side."

"You mean your table and we won't sit down."

"Why not ? Its still very early. I want to stay." Sara was astonished at Grissom's behavior. He behaved like a cave man, he almost seemed jealous.

"Why do you play with me, Sara?" Grissom asked as her entered the elevator. He looked at her furiously. "Why do you do this to me?"

Sara didn't understand with what was going on. "You frighten me. What do you mean?"

In the meantime the elevator had arrived on her floor. It seemed as if he had forgotten where they were. He pushed Sara in the room and slammed the door.

"You don't know what I mean ?" Grissom asked. "We sleep with each other and only one hour later you flirt with another man. Don't you know that you belong to only me this weekend?" Grissom now stood directly in front of Sara and looked at her seriously. "Wasn't this our agreement?"

Sara nodded. This was new for her. Grissom's self-control had disappeared. It should frighten her but didn't. Instead she found it interesting to see this side of Grissom. She had meant it when she asked him to hold back a couple of hours ago. She had noticed that he almost lost control during the lovemaking tonight, but only almost. She wanted to break through this wall of protection even if it was only for this weekend.

"Agreement or not – I belong to you, Grissom. You have me."

Grissom heard it -- I belong to you. Sara had said it and he wanted nothing else but to believe her.

"You belong to me, me alone", he said before he kissed her full of passion, rage and love…

"Forever."

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