So, I hate to say this...but you won't be getting any more writing out of my until next weekend. :( Sorry, if that's too long for you to have an update, but I can't work any faster with that now that school's back in session. Plus, my novel comes after school work and I'm also still trying to run through the Stephanie Plum novels. I'm just starting the third one and they're great enough to give a shout out to Janet Evanovich for her brilliant mind! :P
Well, enjoy the last of the updates until October! And yay, CSI's new season! I loved the locker room scene with Catherine and Sara. So funny. Baseball analogies. Heheh. :P
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"Unh," Sara grunted as she felt Catherine's muscles kept in shape by her vigorous exercise around the pole. She didn't like knowing that about her girlfriend, but she got Catherine to stay the night instead of going into work, didn't she?
Catherine panted against Sara's soft lips waiting for another round of Who Can Control the Kiss More? She smiled at what being in her bed meant. She smiled at the feel of Sara pressed in to her. She smiled at not pleasing customers for the night. She smiled at the fact Sam would hate to know any of what was happening and he sat with her mother downstairs.
Take that, Sam! For dating my mom you're gonna have to deal with my girlfriend and I making love and fucking each other's brains out!
Catherine knew it was wrong to want sex and then use it to smite Braun, but it was a helluva bonus. She snaked her tongue around and over and under and above Sara's own tongue and relished in the sounds the brunette emitted.
After an intense thirty minutes of nothing but strong face sucking, Catherine started undressing Sara. The brunette was nowhere near ready to expose all her scars, but they made a deal. She promised Catherine she could touch her anywhere if she stayed, which she did. So now it was time to get over her fears of being thrown out because of all baggage. Catherine already knew about her father. Catherine had seen some scars. And Catherine was still there with her, on top of her, giving her the world and pushing the fact she would never take it away.
A sheen of sweat coated their bodies and the bit down on a pillow to hush their sounds as they pumped their fingers at an in sync rhythm in and out of each other. They gave it their all and showed the other how tender they could be in their relationship.
Then all at once, the waves of their orgasms simultaneously came crashing in to shore. They relaxed and Catherine collapsed onto Sara's completely uncovered body.
"You're a goddess," Catherine breathlessly complimented Sara.
"I know," Sara feigned arrogance for a laugh Catherine more than happily granted her ears. "You were amazing. I'm glad you stayed."
"Me too," Catherine looked in to Sara's deep brown eyes as she propped her head on her layered hands that rested on Sara's torso.
In their own way, they said they loved each other without fear it was too soon. Since they had not used the three trite words, timing was in their control. They smiled at each other and continued to stare and admire the other well for five minutes.
"I could watch you watch paint dry all day long," Sara confessed. "But don't you think we should get some sleep? Or do homework? Or maybe explain to them downstairs why you didn't report tonight?"
"Sara, sweetie, just enjoy the moment."
"I can't! Omigod, I can't enjoy the moment! What's wrong with me? What about Warrick? We have to tell him! Damn! You're going to break up with one of us! Please don't let it be me. But if it's him, don't hurt him."
Catherine rolled her eyes with a large smile and crushed Sara's lips with her own. "It's not going to be you…and I have a very good feeling Warrick already knows. Plus, I think he'd rather be my best friend then my boyfriend."
"Oh," Sara stared blankly at her girlfriend. "Then there's no reason to stop kissing me. Let's share this moment."
Both smiled and reverted back to making out for twenty additional minutes.
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Sam sported a questioning look when the girls got downstairs and located themselves in the living room to watch television. "What was going on up there?"
"Oh, nothing. We just had a heated debate about an answer on the homework," Catherine lied her cute, round little ass off.
Sara smiled and nodded in agreement. Her giddy mood would not be taken away by the big shot walking out of the kitchen. She desperately wanted to reach out and hold Catherine's hand, but with bold eyes closely observing she had no other choice except wait until they sat on the couch.
Once they had plopped down on the suede green furniture, Sara tossed a pillow over their arms and linked her fingers with Catherine's. She grinned and allowed Catherine to flip through channels and find a show she preferred. Sara didn't watch T.V. so she had no idea what was what, but Catherine would know everything about the media. Anything that was good for Catherine should be good for her as well.
"Oh, this is good movie. Have you ever seen it?"
"I only read…but if you say it's good then it must be."
Catherine smiled and squeezed Sara's hand under the pillow. Sam had wandered off upstairs, probably looking for Lily. Sara turned to find him out of sight and thought to start up again with her girlfriend.
"You know…I'm not really interested in the movie anymore."
"Another round, Sidle? Jeez, for our first time this is getting pretty heavy."
"Well, I did like when you licked every scar on my thigh…but then you stopped and decided your fingers were a much better choice for my reproductive part."
"You're so dirty, Sara," Catherine sarcastically said as she smiled. "What would you like me to do?"
"Finish the job. I want you to go down on me."
"I can't do that here. Not on the couch."
"Then we'll go back to your room."
"Sam and my mom are up there. They're bound to hear us at least once."
Sara sighed, frustrated. "Then let's go somewhere."
"It's nine o'clock on a school night. Where the hell would we go?"
"The park!"
"But…that's close to where you live…right?"
"Technically it is. Three miles from my house, but none of them ever knew I went there. It's closer to the school then them. We won't get caught in the woods. Come on!" Sara tugged on Catherine's hand as she stood up and started for the door.
"I don't know. The woods? It'd be kind of messy."
"Blanket."
There they sat on a wool picnic blanket in the dead of the wood after dusk. The light blue hue lit their faces, but kept them undiscovered from passer-bys. They, as usual, commenced their exploration of each other's bodies with their tongues jammed down the other's throat.
"Okay," Catherine said before kissing Sara again. "Lay down." Another heated kiss.
Sara did as she was told, but only because she knew what came of it. Once laid out for the red head she felt butterflies fluttering in her stomach as Catherine unbuttoned and slowly unzipped her jeans. She clenched and unclenched her fists in bursts of excitement and anticipation.
"Take it easy," Catherine laughed as she planted a reassuring kiss on Sara's buzzing mouth. She then lowered her head to Sara's navel and kissed, dipped her tongue inside it. She then repositioned herself yet again even lower, at Sara's core.
Sara slammed her eyes tightly shut and grinned like the village idiot. She couldn't take the teasing anymore and wanted Catherine to do the deed, which of course was only more teasing, but it wasn't different. At least that's what Sara kept telling herself over and over again to keep her sanity and not feel like such a dork.
Catherine gave one quick swipe her tongue between Sara's folds and the brunette grunted. "You getting happy now?"
"I'm sporting a woman boner, okay?! Just give it to me."
"Wow, does sex get you cranky. Maybe I shouldn't do this. Maybe we should avoid sex altogether," Catherine grinned, knowing perfectly what those words would do to Sara.
"Catherine, if you don't deliver I'll be so pissed I'll pleasure myself…"
"Mm, that sounds promising," Catherine didn't let her finish her sentence before she entertained herself with naughty thoughts.
"Then I'll blab to the whole school you like fingers over dicks!"
"Whoa, we've never talked about that!" Catherine gave two quick swipes at Sara's threat and moved on to fully pleasure the brunette stretched out on the plaid blanket.
Ten minutes later, Sara was sex-crazed even more so and propping herself up on her forearms, her legs spread like a porn star, though because it was her it happened to be classier. Catherine moaned at the sight and again acted in a predator-prey scenario. She crawled on all fours to get to Sara and slicked two fingers instantly into Sara. Due to the moistness surrounding the area Catherine now had power over, things went swimmingly and Catherine pushed for a third finger.
"This might hurt a little at first," she confessed to Sara. "But I promise to be gentle and we can stop whenever you say… I hope you'll extend the courtesy."
"Of course, honey," Sara breathlessly attempted to be sweet and sincere. She felt Catherine slowly puncture her with an additional finger and curled her toes inward, her thighs tense. After a few seconds she got used to it and Catherine pushed further inside. Again the same thing happened until Catherine finally picked a good, slow motion from in and out with all three fingers.
For the two of them, it took a good half hour to equally get used to the amount of fingers inside themselves. When they had gotten the feeling in their system, they felt sore and tired. On top of that, Catherine had to drive them home. She was glad they covered new territory, but she felt it might have been too much for only one night especially when they had to wake up at six for school the next day.
They were home at a quarter to ten and Sam was impatiently tapping is feet and fingers in the living room under a lightly lit lamp. He was doing the father-waiting-up-for-his-daughter-that-needs-to-have-an-explanation-right-now impression and it was working wonders. Too bad he was only Lily's boyfriend…that Catherine knew.
"Where have you girls been? Lily and I were worried sick when we saw the car pull out of the driveway."
"Save it, Sam. My mother's asleep by now I'm sure and you were the only one getting 'worried'. You're not my father, so don't try to act like it. He didn't have the balls to stick around and take care of me. Just like I'll make sure is your story too!"
"Why do you keep trying to push me away?"
"Because my mom doesn't know what's right and wrong when it comes to you, you thug!"
"Are you sure you're just looking out for her, or do you think maybe you're protecting yourself from having me leave like your father?"
"Maybe it's both. All I know is that you're wrong for her and all you'll ever cause is pain. I don't know how the sex is, I don't want to know, but I'm guessing if you're good at pleasing her in the bedroom that's all she's really got you here for!"
"Mugs, listen to me! Your mother and I are in love. You can't help who you fall for. She and I…well, we wanted to run this past you later…when we figured you'd be ready to handle it, but…I'm your father."
Catherine's jaw dropped and Sara stared at her with wide eyes, concern and feat written all over her face. Then for the red head, everything went black and a thud was the last thing to resonate with her.
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