Chapter 11

Dr. Woodhouse kept Gil in the hospital for a week, when he was finally released home Sara was given a long list of things that were and were not allowed.

"Because the surgery was only minimally invasive to the heart your recovery will be a lot quicker then normal," Dr. Woodhouse said, "Just work into everything gradually. You can return to work in three weeks - just no field work."

Dr. Woodhouse looked at Sara and smiled (All his patients have this question on their minds but are embarrassed to ask.) "ALL other activities can be done as soon as Mr. Grissom feels he has the strength for them, I would say with in four weeks."

Sara giggled and Gil blushed, it was if the doctor read their minds.

Gil was still a little weak so the first week home was easy. The second was a little harder and by time the third week rolled around Sara thought she would go insane.

"I am going in tonight," Gil told Sara.

"Great," Sara said, "Catherine said she left all the paperwork for you to do."

Gil just shook his head.

Everyone welcomed Gil back, to which he replied, "Thanks. It's good to be back."

"When do we go to trial?" Gil asked Jim, referring to Heart.

"We don't. Heart has pled guilty," Jim said.

Heart had been charged with the attempted murder of Gil, enough evidence had been found so he was charged with the murder of Mary Jenkins, Heather Morris, Kerry Thomas and Jackson Lane.

"What made him do that?" Gil wondered.

"The DA took the death plenty off the table," Jim said, "So he gets four consecutive life sentences without chance of parole."

"So the state of Nevada gets to take care of him," Sara said.

Jim just shrugged his shoulders, "It's out of my hands."

"Not mine," Sara said to herself. Sara has done nothing but think of ways she can end Heart's life, there had to be a way to do it and not get caught.

"So that closes that," Gil said, "So I guess it is on to other things."

Sara half smiled and took her assignment for the evening.

Two weeks later Gil had his final exam, he was completely released from the doctors care. With their lives back to normal Gil and Sara went on with their wedding plans, the big day was set for the end of the month.

Gil and Sara lay cuddled close together. "Hon," Gil asked, "Is everything alright?"

"Yes. Why do you ask?" Sara said.

"Well it is just that we haven't .. I mean you haven't wanted to ..," poor Gil was falling all over his words.

"Wanted to make love," Sara said.

"Yes," Gil answered, "Why?"

"I guess I am just a little scared," Sara said.

Gil kissed her, "I need you, I need us."

There was something in Gil's kiss that set every nerve in Sara's body on fire, "Just take it easy," she begged.

"Promise," Gil whispered, his lips finding hers.

He kissed her neck tracing a pleasure path to her right breast where he took the pert nipple into his mouth, sucking it while his thumb and finger massaged the other. Gil moved ever so slowly down kissing and licking each inch of Sara's skin.

Gil touched Sara's leg, she opened herself to him. Gil inhaled deeply, nothing aroused him as that of his beloved Sara.

Gil pulled her nub into his mouth, alternating between sucking and flicking at it. Sara squealed with pleasure. Gil slipped first one then a second finger in her hole, expertly he found that spot that drove her to the brink of insanity.

Gil continued his gentle attack on Sara's womanhood until she could no longer hold back the waves of pleasure that broke into a climax. Gil lapped the sweet juices.

Gil moved up beside her, Sara gently pushed him onto his back. Sara kissed him - for their first time she wanted to be on top.

Sara kissed his chest, then licked and sucked his nipples. Gil was groaning deeply.

Sara stopped and placed a tender kiss on the scar near his heart.

Just as slowly as Gil had moved down her body she moved down his. Eagerly she pulled his manhood into her mouth, kissing, sucking and stroking until she could taste his pre-cum.

Sara moved up, now she was straddling his mid-section. Sara raised her hips over his manhood, Gil easily entered her. Together they moved in perfect harmony, all the while, Sara looked into his eyes not only enjoying the beauty of them but watching for any tell tail signs of pain.

Carefully Sara shifted her body weight on top of him to better feel his growing firmness as it filled her. Despite the urgency of their desire their love-making stayed slow.

They enjoyed the look of pleasure that shown on each others face, they moved together as one as Gil thrust into her deeply, his manhood finding that sweet spot hid some wherein her canal. Sara moved down on him causing bolts of intense pleasure to fill her body.

His hands roamed her back and her breasts, massaging her nipples Sara moaned his name and released her second wave of hot juices, coating him with them. Gil groaned deeply, as he felt her sweet release and with her canal grabbing at him he released himself deep inside her.

Sara rolled from atop him and nestled close to him.

Gil put his finger an his wrist. "I still have a pulse," he said chuckling, "So making love didn't kill me."

Sara slapped at him, Gil laughed and pulled her close to him, kissing her passionately.

Gil was not ready to give up, there was something about this woman that excited him, physically and mentally, it had from the first time their eyes met.

The very site of her laying in his arms, smiling at him, smelling of the love they had just made aroused him once more. He was not sure if SHE was ready for seconds but HE was.

Gil's kiss moved from her lips to her breasts, Sara mumbled something that sounds like "are you sure" but Gil was not paying attention to anything but the taste of her sweet, salty skin.

Sara panted as he caressed her slick folds, his fingers rubbing her love bud in ever so slow and gentle circles, dropping occasionally to her opening to collect some leftovers of their last session to coat the erectile tissue.

Sara screamed as Gil inserted his fingers, he began pumping his fingers in a slow and steady rhythm curling his fingers just enough as to hit that special spot just right.

Sara's body was on fire, each nerve - still tender from before - once more shooting bolts of electrifying pleasure throughout it.

Nothing mattered but her need for this man that she loved.

Words of love came between moans, groans and gasps for air. Sara grabbed the sheets, her body twisting and trembling as she feel into that sweet abyss of orgasmic pleasure.

Gil moved atop her, in one movement he was deep inside her, her vaginal muscles tightened around his manhood. Gil began thrusting slowly, steadily, loving the feel of her warm, wet channel as it surrounded his throbbing manhood.

Gil lost control, slow and steady gave into fast and hard. As he pounded into her all he could hear was Sara as she moaned and screamed with delight, begging for more.

Pumping and grinding they could hardly breath with desire but that didn't stop their passionate deep kiss.

Tongues dueling, sweat dripping, moaning, grunting and ecstatic screams of ecstasy fill the otherwise quiet room.

Sara could feel him throbbing, feeling his warm cum coating her walls, just as she to exploded. They continued thrusting slowly enjoying the waves of aftershocks that raked their bodies.

Gil collapsed on her, their bodies shinning with sweat, and their breathing coming in short gasps.

Gil lift his head, Sara was sweating, sated, gorgeous, her long hair matted against her face, her dark eyes smiling at him and she was the most beautiful creature Gil had even seen.

Gil slowly moved and pulled her to his side, softly kissing her.

Sara smiled, any and all doubts and fears as to his COMPLETE recovery were erased.

"Sara," Gil whispered, "I love you."

Sara kissed his chest, "I love you."

Totally satisfied and completely exhausted, they both fell asleep.