So Caught Up In You
Chapter 10
Author's note: I don't own CSI but I do love to play with them! It's the sincerest form of flattery
I am so sorry for the delay in posting. I was on a cruise vacation (yes, it was a cruise!) and Internet access is cost prohibitive for the writing muse! .65 cents a minute!) Back on schedule!
And as a reward for your patience, here's a little treat!
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Sara and Grissom had entered their own respective cabins, smiling broadly at each other as they slid their keys into their doors. Once into the room, they met in the adjoining doorway and embraced.
"Sara," Grissom said, "I can't believe what I fool I was to let you get away from me for so long! But this feels so right. I feel like I've been in love with you forever. Thank you for being patient and waiting for me to come to my senses!"
"You can make it up to me now!" she replied in a sexy, low voice.
He grabbed behind her neck and pulled her in to him for a deep, passionate kiss. She felt the tingling begin in her neck and move down to her toes as his hands began to remove the shirt she had on. Once that was gone, her pants were next to go.
Meanwhile, she had been searching for the zipper and button for the dockers he had been wearing. She always liked him in that kind of casual pants because they made him look very slim and well endowed. It wasn't a lie. He was very well endowed. And he knew how to make her feel very satisfied.
As they both lost pieces of clothing, they moved towards his bed, still kissing and exploring each other's bodies. The sex thing was still very new to both of them and they were still trying to learn what made the other happy. As far as Grissom was concerned, just being with her was more than he could have asked for. He had been with other women, plenty over the years, but not one had he developed this kind of connection so quickly. It was intoxicating. She was intoxicating.
He moved her towards the bed and gently placed her knees against the back of the bedside, lowering her down to the white sheets. He gently lay down beside her. Using his hands, he found her most sensitive spot and began to massage and caress until she began to move with the rhythm of his hands. She reached down to grab him, but he told her to wait.
"This is for you dear," he said in a romantic, sexy voice that drove her to the brink of insanity.
She looked at him, hardly believing this was happening. She had wanted him for so long that this seemed to be yet another dream that she was going to have to wake up from soon. But no, this was real. She could tell by the way his fingers were working her up to a frenzy.
Grissom stopped what he was doing and looked into her eyes.
"Is there something wrong?" he asked?
"Not a thing," she answered, "I just wanted to be sure that I wasn't dreaming."
He looked surprised. "Did you ever dream about me?" he asked quietly.
"Dream, fantasize, whatever word you wish to use, yes, frequently." She smiled at him. Should she ask? "Did you ever dream about me?"
He looked slightly embarrassed as he thought about how to answer her question.
"Um, yes, you could say that."
"Oh, really!" she said, surprised that she got such a candid answer. "Tell me about it!"
"No," he said. He had such a way with the word no. It was a sexy voice and the slight hesitation just prior to actually saying the word, that it always sounded like it was a question, not an answer.
"You tell me yours and I'll tell you mine!" she offered.
"Well…" he thought about it.
"You said this was for me!" she reminded him.
"OK, but just one," he replied. "One time when we were working on a case, you had come in from running and you clearly had nothing on under your jump suit. I believe a statue had fallen on you and you developed a nice bruise on your arm that day. When you were headed to the showers, I came to check on you, but you had already undressed and were stepping into the shower. I just stood there and watched for a moment, but left because I didn't want to be caught peeping at you. Especially in "that" condition!"
"What condition?"
"The condition that you cause every time I get near you!"
They laughed. Clearly, she was a very sexy woman, and she definitely had an impact on him physically.
"That morning," he continued, "I went home and jumped into the shower to try and rid myself of the vision I had just seen. But I couldn't shake you. I went to bed, and had dreams about taking off that blue jumpsuit you were wearing, kissing you all over and then taking you in the shower at work. When I woke up, all I could remember was how good you felt all wet and soapy."
Watching him tell this story, she couldn't help but notice how his eyes lit up and he seemed to be very animated in discussing how this made him feel.
She grabbed him by the hand, and moved him into the very small bathroom where she turned the water on to hot and pulled him into the stall. She grabbed the soap bar and put it in his hands and indicated that he should take charge of making sure she was clean.
He used the washcloth and soap to wash every inch of her body. He took special care of her most delicate areas and then used the wand to make sure every part of her was rinsed clean. She then took the soap and began to soap him carefully. She was surprised to find how hard he had become.
"Sara," he whispered in her ear as she gently washed his privates, "If you do that much longer, we shall have a problem."
She laughed, "Well we don't want that now do we?" she replied as she moved her attention to his legs and butt.
After determining that they had enough shower, Grissom directed them back to his bed and knelt down on the floor beside the mattress. He lifted her legs onto his shoulders, and then ever so gently, as if spreading the wings of a butterfly, he spread her lips and dove in with his tongue and teeth.
She groaned in totally ecstasy. Sure she had men do this to her before, but never with such unbridled passion as he was using. He was gentle, yet forceful. She knew he had found her magic spot and that he was slowly, tortuously slowly, taking her to an orgasm unlike any she had before. But still she worried. This was not the kind of sex she was accustomed to, and while it felt like heaven, she didn't want him thinking that she was a selfish lover who wanted nothing but her own enjoyment.
"Gil," she said, trying to find her voice, "Please honey, stop, I won't be able to control myself for much longer!"
"I want to taste you, " he replied, "don't hold back!"
"Gil, I can't, I've never…. "
"Starting now," he said in a low romantic voice, "I am here for you."
And with that, she went over the edge in an orgasm that made her feel like the earth was moving.
"Now, that was great!' he exclaimed as he climbed up her body to her neck. He began kissing her neck and massaging her breasts with his hands.
She tried to move him so that she could return the pleasure, but he held her arms to the bed and insisted that she move her legs so that he could find her entry.
She obliged him and moaned heavily as he pushed into her.
"Gil," she said breathlessly, "I think I am going to go again!" she sounded surprised.
"Good, tell me when you are ready!" he said quietly.
She looked up into his amazing blue eyes and found herself totally relaxed and ready to comply with his directions.
"Now," she said as they moved in rhythm together.
And with that, they simultaneously exploded in a huge orgasm that shook the bedframe and, to the best of her knowledge, rocked the boat.
He held her close and stroked her hair.
"Gil," she said quietly, "I have never been with anyone who loved me the way you do."
"And I promise," he said, looking deeply into her beautiful brown eyes, "I will spend the rest of my life finding every way possible to please you!"
And she believed every word he said.
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Back on schedule tomorrow and some twisty turns are ahead! Stay tuned!