Chapter 25
It wasn't until Sofia reached the hotel she remembered that she hadn't brought a key card with her. After debating with herself she decided to go upstairs to see if Sara had returned, before trying to get someone from the reception to let her in. The door opened without a sound she went inside and found Sara sitting out on the balcony.
"Hi" Sofia said with a low voice not sure if Sara had heard her come in.
"Hi" Sara watched her quietly for a moment, "you left without a word" she said, giving her an emotional look.
"Sorry" Sofia began with an embarrassed shoulder shrug, "you two just looked like you had some personal things to talk about so I didn't wanted to bother you."
"Er, no not really." Sara bit her lip. "Um, I'm not sure how to put this."
For an instant, Sara saw straight into Sofia, to a terrible hurt, a returning despair, and then it was gone, hidden under a mask without expression. "You don't have to," she said flatly, and turned and began to stride away.
"No! You do not get to walk away from me again."
Sofia didn't stop, but she wasn't running, and within a few seconds Sara was in front of her, blocking her path. Sofia halted, jaw clenched. Sara put a hand on her arm before she could explode. "Geez, Sofia, give me a chance to say something!"
Sofia almost shrank from her touch, staring at her bleakly. "What do you want to say?"
"That you're an idiot? That what you are assuming right now is wrong and hurts?" Sara offered, close to tears or laughter or yelling, she couldn't tell which.
"Sofia, I was trying to tell you that you are the one I want, the one I want in my life, the one I want to be with. If you want to, I mean…"
Sara closed the gap between them, and Sofia wrapped her arms around her happily, still incredulous. For just a second Sara returned her hug, sighing against her ear, and then she put one hand on the back of her head and caught the blondes mouth with hers, and with a rush of stunned joy Sofia realized that Sara had made up her mind.
Sara was so warm and alive and hers, hers, …she wanted to fold her into herself, she wanted to kneel at her feet, she wanted to tell Sara how much she meant to her, but she couldn't bear to pull away for an instant.
Sofia managed to lift a hand to the brunettes face once more. "Sara, are you sure?"
Sara's chuckle was half-choked. "I always was, Sof, I just had to convince myself." She blinked. "That didn't make any sense, did it?"
Sofia laughed again, stroking her cheek, still trying to take in the fact that her wildest dream had come true. "Yes it did. Sara, Sara…" She stretched her head just slightly to kiss her again.
"Why now? What changed?" Sofia asked a while later, as they sat out on the balcony and watched the stars come out. Her expression was still exalted, but now puzzlement was there too.
Sara laughed. Sofia's arm was warm around her waist, "because, while Grissom was trying to ask me to come back, all I could think about was you…"
Sofia turned her gaze to the sky. Sara did the same and sighed. "There's so much out there."
The universe looked limitless, full of wonder and possibilities. It was hard for Sara to believe she was looking at the same sky that had seemed so heavy over her head years earlier. Sofia reached out a hand and tentatively placed in on Sara's back, letting it slip down to her waist as she inched closer to her side.
Their bodies came into contact, grazing each other lightly. It shouldn't have made Sara's pulse race, but it did. Her arm snaked around Sofia's back and she rested a hand between her shoulder blades.
"Talking to him only confirmed what I already knew, but it also made me realize, that you are the one I'm in love with" she said softly.
"You are in love with me?" Sofia's voice was warm with humor and happiness, and Sara grinned.
"You have an objection?"
For answer Sofia touched Sara's chin, turning her head to meet hers in yet another warm, sweet kiss. Sara moaned softly against Sofia's lips, blessed out by the sheer joy of it.
Years, Sofia had dreamed of this, and now it was hers, and she banished doubt sternly to the back of her mind. She had Sara, and even though she knew she had accomplished great things already, it felt like her life was just getting started.
Eventually Sofia sighed content, "no objection, I'm in love with you too."
"Really," Sara answered in all seriousness. She got up and pulled the blonde with her.
She took her in her arms, running her hands tenderly over her back. Once she rested her arms on her shoulders, she bent forward, first brushing her lips lightly against hers, and then capturing them in a long kiss. One kiss merged into a second and a third.
They came up for air, and Sara quickly dipped in again, this time using her tongue to part her lips. Sliding her hands downward, she cupped Sofia's rear, kneading the flesh and pulling her nearer against her.
Sofia groaned in response when Sara drew her head closer, her tongue eagerly fencing with her own. Hands roamed freely, exploring, teasing and arousing.
When they parted again, Sara stepped back, taking Sofia's hand in hers and heading to the bedroom. She let go as they crossed the sliding door, moving to the window to arrange the blinds so a bit of natural light bathed the room. Stopping by the bed, she pulled back the covers, and kicking off her shoes.
Turning around, Sara gave her head a shake when she found Sofia starting to undress. Capturing her hands in hers, she leaned forward to kiss her. Slowly she walked the blonde backwards to the wall, pinning her against it with a playful grin. Letting go of her hands, Sara buried her face against her neck.
Moaning, Sofia twisted her head to allow Sara's roaming lips better access to her sensitive flesh. Sara felt Sofia's fingers on her skin, pushing up her shirt, and she leaned back and raised her arms so the blonde could rid her of it. Then Sofia's back was again against the wall, Sofia rolled her head back against the plaster, bracing her hands on Sara's shoulders.
"So beautiful," Sara said, her voice vibrating against Sofia's breastbone. Sofia's chuckle turned into a gasp when Sara's mouth covered a nipple through the fabric.
Sara stepped back, her breathing ragged as she stared into Sofia's eyes. She took her hands in hers, lovingly guiding her to the bed. Stopping before it, she kissed her gently for a long time, deliberately slowing their pace. After a while, her hand drifted to her shoulder, pushing the material aside and running her tongue from her neck to the edge of her bra strap, then followed it downward until she encountered her shirt.
Sara glanced at her, thrilled to see Sofia's eyes closed in pleasure. She started kissing her way upward, all the while working her hand under her shirt. By the time she reached her lips, she was caressing her through her bra, delighting in the mews of pleasure she made. Enjoying herself, she made no move to stop Sofia as she forced her own shirt down her shoulders, pausing only long enough to let her slip it off.
Sara undid her bra clasp as Sofia's lips ran over her chest, closing her eyes as she sighed. Sofia's skin was hot under her palms, and Sara felt the slickness growing between her thighs. Running her hands under the lacy material, she began to knead her breasts softly, occasionally allowing her thumbs to rub over her nipples. When Sofia moved her hands to her pants, she stepped back, again shaking her head and smiling kindly.
Sara slipped her bra off along with her own, tossing it to the floor while she told Sofia how beautiful she was between passionate kisses. Her hands trailed down her sides, and she undid her jeans, quickly discarding both those and her panties. "So beautiful," she repeated, kneeling in front of her and kissing her stomach.
"Sara" Sofia cried, her fingers tangling in her hair. "I want you."
"In time," Sara answered, leaning back to wink at her.
Sara began to kiss her legs, starting above her knee and slowly dragging her tongue inward, leisurely pausing here and there to nip the flesh softly. Her hands moved over and around the blonde's thighs, coming teasingly close but never touching her intimately. Sofia's moans further aroused her, and she used one hand to undo her own pants and panties. As Sara's lips approached Sofia's center, she suddenly stopped and began the motion on her other leg, chuckling softly into her skin when Sofia swore loudly.
Gradually making her way upward again, Sara's hands actively joined the fray, running teasingly through the short curling hair that marked her destination. Her fingers parted the blonde's folds as her lips approached, and she turned her head to blow on the hot flesh. Sofia was squirming, her hands trying to drag Sara's head closer, but she resisted, using her fingers to gently arouse her.
When Sara dipped her head in suddenly, Sofia cried out as the brunettes tongue ran the length of her slit, and she arched under her. Sara repeated the motion, pressing harder so her tongue entered her partially. The third time had Sofia calling out her name, pleading by the fourth. Resting her legs on her shoulders, she ran her tongue deeply in her, savoring her taste. Sara began moving her tongue in and out, starting with a slow pace that fast quickened.
Sofia was close, and Sara withdrew her tongue. Sofia's moans of disappointment changed into a groan of pleasure as first one then two fingers started moving in her and Sara's mouth closed over her clitoris. Sofia bucked as Sara drove her to a climax, but she kept up with her, never quitting until the muscle spasms around her fingers faded.
After a few minutes of heavily breathing Sofia flipped them around and straddled Sara to the mattress. The minute Sofia's mouth slipped over Sara's a soft duet of muffled moans echoed in the bedroom. Sara felt as if a cannonball had hit her stomach, leaving her breathless. Sofia's lips were soft, and tender and hot. Her tongue slid around in her mouth and Sara groaned again, feeling her nipples flush hard. Sofia kissed the curve where Sara's neck met her shoulder.
Sofia thumb slid along the slope down to the inside of Sara's thighs, and a slow wave of pleasure ran through Sara, astonishing her. Sara didn't open her eyes, but judging from the shift of weight Sofia had moved further down the bed.
Sofia mouth left the brunette's breasts to explore the smoothness of her stomach, leaving her riding yet another crest, and then moved south. The touch of Sofia's fingers on her cleft made her jerk, and when she slid two inside her Sara moaned loudly. Sofia's stroke between her legs was building up her tension, and when the blonde's hand on her hip dropped to touch her clitoris she gasped and twisted up against her.
Sofia inhaled deeply, and Sara felt enveloped by her, the blonde's body half-curled along hers, her scent in her nose. Sofia's thrusts grew stronger, and Sara felt her toes curling, her muscles stiffening; then the ecstasy flooded her.
The soft swipe of Sofia's tongue did her in completely. She cried out, and the pleasure went on and on as Sofia caressed her, until she just faded into a blissful darkness.
Sara slowly opened her eyes and turned heavily in Sofia's arms. Lying on top of her, she began to kiss her breasts, lavishing them with the attention she denied them earlier. Sofia rolled her head and moved under her. Taking Sofia's hands, Sara pinned them on the bed, settling herself at one of the blonde's legs while pressing her own leg against Sofia's sex. Her breath came raggedly, as Sara slowly began rocking.
Sofia arched under her, urging her to continue, and Sara kept rocking, thrusting hard and quickly. Sweat dripped from her forehead as Sara captured Sofia's lips and kissed her wildly, her tongue ravishing her mouth. Sara let go off the blonde's hands to caress her body, and Sofia moved them down Sara's back, grabbing her hips and pressed her harder against her leg.
Sara moved frantically, sliding up and down at a faster pace. When Sofia's moans became more intense, Sara realized she was close again, and she moved a hand to her clitoris, adding to her stimulation. When the blonde called her name, bowing up to her, she rocked even harder, her orgasm quickly following Sofia's.
Eventually Sara rolled to her side, shifting their bodies under the covers. Sofia's contented smile as she held her close touched her more than she ever imagined, and Sara gladly fell asleep using Sofia's chest as a pillow.
Sofia was the first to wake up, after watching Sara for awhile she got up and headed for the bathroom. When she emerged, she was wearing a top and slacks. Not sure about using room service she went downstairs to get them some coffee. The short trip was long enough to let doubt in; she began to wonder how large a part coming to Vegas had played in Sara's decision the evening before, and just how awkward it could end up being if Sara suddenly had changed her mind.
Sofia slowly went into the bedroom and over to the bed. She had just enough time to set down the cup on the small table by the bed before her arms were filled with Sara.
Awkwardness wasn't even a question, and Sofia abandoned worry as she felt Sara's hands slide into her hair and her lips land on hers. The kiss was warm and enthusiastic, a delighted sharing; by the time they pulled apart, her confidence had returned. "Good morning to you too," Sofia said a little breathless.
"Good morning" Sara said, and gave Sofia one more quick kiss before pulling away and picking up the cup. "Ooh, thanks."
Sara sat back on the bed and smiled over the rim of the cup. Sofia stuck her hands in her pockets, suddenly both amused and shy. "I can't quite believe this is real," she commented.
Sara snorted. "Join the club," she said dryly, and put the cup down on the nightstand, patting the bedspread beside her with her other hand. Sofia walked over and sat down, hooking one knee up onto the mattress to face her.
But Sara surprised her, sliding closer and with a twist of her hips she pushed Sofia down on the mattress, and then she put her head on her shoulder and burrowed close. Touched, Sofia held her tightly, suddenly knowing with the insight that Sara sometimes had into her thoughts that she wasn't as confident as she appeared… that she needed reassurance as much as she, if not more.
Sara pulled her a little closer, and they were still for a while, just absorbing. It felt so good, Sara thought, to hold Sofia at last without reservations; so good to savor the press of her body against her own, the way her head fitted so neatly beneath her jaw when she bent her neck.
How could I have ignored this need? How could I have pretended it didn't matter?
Well, regrets were useless, as her mother would have pointed out. The best thing she could do now was make it up to Sofia with all that was within her power. Sofia had waited so patiently for her to come around, there was no way she was going to waste it.
After a while Sofia sighed, and pushed away enough to look at her, but before she could speak Sara captured her lips with her own, trying to put as much of her thoughts and feelings into the kiss as possible. Sofia made that soft little sound again, the one that stirred both Sara's heart and her groin, and let her kiss her.
When Sara broke it Sofia was smiling, a small dreamy smile that mixed smugness and bliss. "I love your lips on mine," she remarked before opening her eyes.
"Why, thank you, Ms. Curtis," Sara deadpanned, then cocked her head to consider her at close range. "Are you hungry?"
Sofia smiled, "yeah I could eat, what about you?"
"I could eat." Sara let her go and rose, holding out a hand to help her stand. "Just need a quick shower. You can order something while I get dressed or we can go out."
"Let's go out" Sofia smiled, "think I know a place you'll like."
They drove up and parked in front of the local Waffle World. It was a quiet meal, with Sara mostly talking about work and Amy and Sofia telling her a little more about her mother and brother. Nothing unusual for them, except that their hands kept linking somehow, creeping across the table while they weren't paying attention. Sofia found herself losing her train of thought on occasion as she just watched Sara, disbelief and triumph dueling behind her eyes. Judging from the dazed little smile that kept flitting across Sara's face, Sofia wasn't alone in wonderment.
Sofia watched Sara as she pulled bills from her wallet for the check, it was a strange feeling to realize that if she wanted to reach out and hold one of the brunette's hands, she could, with no barriers or mixed signals to worry about.
In a way, it was tremendously freeing to have made her decision.
Craig and mom were right. The real reason I was holding back was me.
Sofia had brought doubts with her when she'd stumbled back into her life, but she'd proven herself several times over since.
Now… it's time to prove us!
Sofia pulled her arm through hers as they left the restaurant, even though the car was mere yards away, and Sara found herself grinning a little foolishly. "Careful, Sof, or I might think you're feeling possessive," she teased lightly.
"A detectives motto is to protect and serve" Sofia glanced over at her, lips twitching. "Is that a bad thing?"
"Not as long as I get equal time."
Sofia unlocked the car, and opened the passenger door for her. "Feel free to possess me whenever you like," she said with a grin, handing her into the seat and making her laugh.
"Let's drive to Lake Mead and just spend a couple of hours enjoying the great weather" Sara suggested.
"Sure" Sofia smiled, soon after they were on the road heading towards the Lake.
They didn't go to one of the public places instead they found a place all to themselves. Sara had accidentally stumbled over the spot in one of her many trips to the Lake whenever she had wanted to get away from the city. It had soon become her favorite spot, mostly because it seemed like no one else knew about it so she always had it to herself.
After scanning the surroundings Sara concluded that it was still the case, so she took the rug lying in the car and nodded for Sofia to bring the bottles with water. She spread out the rug near the water's edge and sat down closely followed by Sofia.
Sofia was lying on the back, Sara on her side she let her gaze travel down the blondes supine form appreciatively, followed by a lazily hand. Sara's hand slowly went from the blondes breasts and further down between her legs. "Comfortable?"
Sofia placed her hand on top of hers, "Sara, you are getting me quite aroused here. And it's not that I don't like it but someone could walk by at any moment."
Sara looked around, "I guess but all the time I've been coming here I never seen a single soul, but if it makes you uncomfortable I'll stop" she assured her.
Sofia licked her lips and looked up at her, "no" she said as she pulled Sara down on top of her, "I don't live here anymore, so I can't really care if someone sees us" she wriggled her hips, shooting a look at her through her lowered lashes.
Sara bent down until her warm mouth lightly brushed the blondes. She pushed herself up and casually, she began to unbutton her shirt, giving Sofia a wink.
Sofia wanted to laugh, but the sight of the brunette's bare upper body stopped her. Sara dropped the shirt in the sand and leaned over her, one slender hand next to each hip.
Sofia shuddered. Sara bent her head and kissed across Sofia's tight stomach. Sofia gasped loudly, squirming under Sara's warm mouth. Sara settled her elbows on either side of Sofia's waist and pushed her top further up, and let her hot tongue slide in long even strokes along her stomach.
Sofia was starting to pant, her entire body tense against the sensual torment being inflicted on her. Sara hummed against her wet skin happily. Sofia choked a sob. Every nerve throughout her torso was on fire now, the heat rolling in waves down her stomach to build in the valley between her thighs.
Sara got up and leaned over, hands braced on the rug as she looked down into Sofia's face. Their gazes locked in a long steamy stare that spoke volumes. Sofia arched up and let her gaze drop through her lashes.
Sara drew back and licked her lips, looking pleased and frighteningly intense. Catlike, Sara ran long fingers down Sofia's body and pulled her slacks and panties off in the movement.
Sara shucked her way out of her own close, letting them drop to the sand then moved to the edge of the rug, gazing up Sofia's prone body.
Sofia raised her head, seeing herself and Sara at her feet letting her lust-filled gaze burn into her skin. She groaned, and brought her knees together, but the brunette shook her head.
"Too late to be shy, babe …I want to see…" Sara told her, stroking her legs with her thumbs. The intensity of Sara's gaze made Sofia's skin hot, made the fire in her belly flare up.
"Sweet, oh god yes…" Sara dropped down on all fours and let her teeth nip her knee, her hot breath on the bare skin. "Show it to me. You want to, I can tell, Sofia…"
She did, Sofia realized dimly. With slow grace, she let her knees slide apart, and bent them, letting her thighs open under Sara's eyes. She licked the sensitive skin at the top of her thigh, leaving the flesh wet from her mouth.
You're wet, babe. I can smell you. Hot for me?"
"Yes…" Sofia groaned as the brunette's mouth nipped at her hipbone. Sara was teasing her by kissing her hips, her belly, circling around the thatch of fur just under her chin, her words muffled on her hungry skin.
"You want me to kiss it, don't you? You're dying for me to slide my tongue all over your hot little pink bud, wouldn't care who watched us…"
Sa…ra…" Sofia called breathlessly. Sara laughed a husky sound in her throat.
"Your turn. Beg me, Sofia. Tell me exactly what you want," Sara ordered roughly. Sofia gave a sound between a sob and a laugh, feeling the coarse words spill from her throat.
"Eat me, Sidle! I want your mouth on my pussy and I want you to eat me!"
"Oh my, such language. You kiss me with that mouth?" Sara teased. Sofia growled.
"SARA!"
With a delicate flick, Sara slid her hot tongue into her; Sofia arched up, biting her lips in sheer delight. The brunette lapped a few times and pulled back.
"Enough?"
"No! More, Sara, more!"
Swiftly Sara shifted forward, pressing two fingers between the tight folds of her sex. Roughly Sara thrust forward, hard. Her fingers slid slickly into the tightness with a squelching sound and Sofia wailed at Sara's first stroke. The brunette thrust hard and fast, Sofia wrapped her legs high around Sara's back, tightening them as she opened her mouth, breathing hard.
"Sara, please harder, I can take it, yes, give it to me… hard" Sofia growled at her.
Sara dropped her face to Sofia's, teeth clamping on her lower lip as she thrust harder and faster deep inside her, her body pinning the blonde's completely. Sofia cried out while Sara's strokes took her over the edge, she bucked against Sara as she climaxed hard and wild. Sweetly, Sara kissed Sofia's face, murmuring soft words before rolled off of her, pulling her close.
"Oh Jesus!" Sofia moaned softly into Sara's ear, "that was hot, honey."
"It wasn't too much?" Sara asked hesitantly, "I mean with the talking."
Sofia rolled around so she was facing Sara, "hell no" she giggled exhaustedly into her hair. "But I must admit it sounded like something you have said before."
Sara blushed but didn't say anything.
"Sara?"
"I have, but never out loud" Sara admitted blushing even more.
"I think that needs explanation" Sofia smiled.
"Um… yeah… okay" Sara stammered. "Like I told you, when I lived in Vegas I often drove out here when I wanted to be alone. And almost as often you were the one that ended up being on my mind it always made things better thinking of you" Sara said in a soft voice. "And sometimes" her face dark red now, "the thoughts wasn't so innocent."
Sofia lifted her hand and brushed some sand off Sara's cheek, "so basically we have just lived out one of your sex fantasies" she concluded with a smile.
"Yes… I guess we have" Sara admitted shyly.
"So did the real thing live up to your fantasy?" Sofia asked curiously.
"No" Sara lightly shook her head, "it was much better than my fantasy could provide."
"Good." Sofia pressed Sara down on her back and placed herself on top of her. "And want do I do to you in your fantasy?" She asked.
Sara gently cupped Sofia's face, "honestly I can't tell the fantasy is never about me, only about satisfying you."
"Hmm, guess I'll just have to improvise then" she said letting her lips roaming over Sara's.
Sara didn't protest to that and soon after her groaning and heavily breathing was all that was heard for a long time.
Tbc…