Okay, smut warning. This chapter contains sex. If you don't like that sort of thing, wait for the next chapter, I'm expecting it to be smut free.

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Grissom was so excited that he was bouncing up and down on the balls of his feet as he waited for the elevator. I must look like Greg Sanders, he thought. He was just about to give up on the elevator and run up the four flights of stairs to Sara's floor when the door finally slid open.

It had been nearly a month since he'd last seen Sara, last held her in his arms. The only other time he'd had to spend this much time away from her since she had come to work in Las Vegas, was after her near DUI. Back then they had hardly been speaking to each other so it wasn't that much of a hardship.

As the elevator door slid open at the forth floor Grissom strode purposefully down the hall to the door of Sara's mini suite.

Sara was nervously pacing back and forth from the window to the kitchenette. She glanced at the clock every time she made one turn, and peered out the window every time she made the other. It was nearly eight o'clock and she'd expected Grissom to be here by now. Her fingers itched to touch him.

Finally there was a light rap at the door and she bolted to fling it open. Grissom stood grinning on the other side of the door and Sara launched herself into his arms. He hugged her tightly, lifting her off the ground, as she wrapped her fingers in the hair at the nape of his neck.

"Christ, Grissom, you have no idea how much I've missed this." She said as she drew him into the suite.

"Yeah, I do actually." Grissom said as he kissed her softly. "I've missed touching you almost as much as I've missed talking to you," he ran his thumb softly along her lips. "You do realize you're the only person I ever have real conversations with don't you Sara?" He ran his other hand down her back and lightly stroked her ass.

Sara smiled, "You've never been know as a great conversationalist Gil," she paused to kiss him with a little more intensity this time, "but I love you anyway." She sucked his lower lip into her mouth and bit it softly.

"God Sara, I don't want us to ever spend another day apart." Grissom said as Sara diverted her attention to his earlobe.

"Me either babe, me either." Sara nipped at Grissom's neck below his ear as she rubbed a hip against his growing erection.

Grissom ran his hands down Sara's back and pulled her hard against the ridge of his cock, "Are you as hungry as I am Sara?" His deep blue eyes boring into her brown ones.

"Famished," Sara replied as she started to unbutton his light blue dress shirt, caressing his chest. "I feel like I haven't eaten in a month." She gently rubbed one of his nipples.

Sara squeaked as Grissom swept her up and carried her into the bedroom. He set her down on the edge of the bed and she crashed her mouth against his, pulling him down on top of her. Grissom groaned as she pushed her tongue into his mouth. She thrust her tongue in and out, simulating intercourse. Christ, I've missed kissing her, Grissom thought as he flipped them over so she was on top.

Sara sat up and began rubbing her damp jeans on Grissom's hard-on as he ran his hands up under her shirt to grasp her bare breast. He grinned, she wasn't wearing a bra. He pulled the shirt over Sara's head and watched her nipples harden under his fingers. She crashed her mouth back against his and sucked his tongue into her mouth, rolling her hips from side to side. Grissom flipped her onto her back again and rose up onto his knees between her thighs. He loved being between Sara's thighs. They needed to be bare thighs though. He reached down and pushed the brass button through the buttonhole of Sara's jeans. He pulled down the zipper and standing, slid the offending fabric down her legs. He grinned again, she wasn't wearing panties either. He took a deep breath and filled his lungs with her scent. He loved her scent. His cock strained harder against his navy blue dress slacks.

Sara watched, her whisky colored eyes smoldering from under her lashes, as Grissom quickly shed his clothes. God he was beautiful. Broad, strong shoulders, well defined chest, salt and pepper hair trailing down his abdomen to his very hard cock. Sara could feel herself getting wetter as she watched him. Moaning, she slid a hand down to feel just how wet. "God Gil, I need to feel you in me," She closed her eyes as she slid a finger into herself.

Growling from deep in his throat, Grissom knelt between Sara's thighs again. Grasping her wrist, he pulled Sara's hand to his mouth and sucked her wet finger deep into his mouth. As she opened her eyes to watch, Grissom slowly pushed his cock into her.

He paused staring into her eyes, "Jesus, Sara, so good…You feel so damn good." He started to thrust slowly, almost all the way in and nearly all the way out, as he peppered her face and neck with kisses.

Sweat was beading at his hairline and Sara could see the tendons and blood vessels straining in his neck. His eyes were closed and the muscles of his jaw were twitching. Sara could tell he was trying very hard to control his pace. She grabbed the hair at the back of his head and whispered "Let go babe," when he looked into her eyes she continued, "I want everything you can give me Gil. Everything. Don't ever hold anything back from me…I want it all."

Grissom let go of his tight control and slammed into Sara faster and faster. Staring into her eyes his thrusts became shorter and less rhythmic until he came in an earth shattering climax, crying out her name. Sara came hard too, as she felt him shooting into her, tears squeezing out of the corners of her eyes as she shuddered around him.

After a moment, when the blood stopped pounding in his ears, Grissom opened his eyes and saw Sara's tears. "Sara, honey, did I hurt you?" Grissom whispered in a shaky voice, pulling out of her.

"God no, Gil, I'm crying because I'm so happy." Sara smiled at him, caressing the side of his face. She pulled him down to lay next to her and snuggled against his chest. I'm home again, she thought to herself, smiling

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