After some nice reviews and more than one request to expand on this idea I decided to make 'Soaked'
a series. Please read and review. Also, if you have any particular idea for a fantasy you'd like explored before Nicky gets a clue let me know.
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Let it Rain
It had been a hard three days, yet another young woman had been murdered by the man in her life and Sara
had, of course, worked nearly 72 hours straight to catch him. Grissom had finally decided that he could do
nothing to stop her and had directed his attention to his own cases. Since tonight was his night off and
Catherine was in charge she decided to exercise her power. It was a slow night. The single case could
be handled by she and Nick so she ordered Sara to take a nap in the break room. Warrick was to watch
over her and wake her if another case came in. Of course, the only one to bitch about this situation was
Sara herself.
After arguing with Warrick for half an hour she finally lay down on the couch. Of course, her friend's threat to
borrow some chloroform from Greg had nothing to do with it. He chuckled as he watched her fight to keep
her eyes open and continue their discussion. Her breathing evened out within minutes and Warrick got up
to cover her with one of the blankets they kept in the locker.
He settled at the table to go over some unsolved cases to try to get a new perspective. As much as he hated
to have to wake Sara up he was hoping that something would come in for them to do. Twenty minutes later
he got his wish.
"Sara. Come on, girl, we got a case." She simply rolled over at his statement and cuddled down further
into the couch. He reached out to take her shoulder in hand and shook her. "Come on, sweetheart, we need
to get going. We got a 419."
She finally opened her eyes and sat up. "Let's go. You can get some more sleep in the car we've got a bit
of a ride ahead of us."
"Mmmm. Okay, let's go." She didn't completely wake up so before they were even out of the parking lot she
was back to sleep. Warrick chuckled.
The rain began shortly after they got on the road, he was glad that he could devote all of his attention to his
driving.
They were driving somewhere. She wasn't sure where because he wouldn't tell her. It was a surprise. She smiled to herself. She wasn't big on surprises but she could go with this one. She wanted to spend some time alone with him. His hands on the wheel were strong and sure, commanding the vehicle they were in. Despite the rain outside making it cozy within the cab of the vehicle a shiver ran up her spine. She realized it was due to the closeness of their bodies. She wanted to reach out and touch him but...well, why not? She was a modern woman, wasn't she? She had taken it upon herself to call Hank for a date, hadn't she? So, she lay her
hand on his right thigh. He looked over at her for the first time since they had gotten started and smiled that
slow, sexy smile she loved. She smiled back. A few minutes later she leaned over and rested her head on
his shoulder. He turned enough to kiss her on the crown before returning his attention to the road and the
weather.
She breathed in deeply. He smelled wonderful, very masculine, very desirable. Her hand began wandering
from his knee to his pocket. Oh yeah, she wanted to play but she wasn't going to go too far too fast. Or so she thought.
His voice was tight, "Sara, sweetheart, if you don't stop, NOW, I'm going to have to pull over."
She laughed and her hand wandered up to his belt. He drew in a deep breath and stopped the Tahoe. She
moved back to her seat as he put the car in park and turned to her. Moving his right hand to the back of her
head he gently pulls her to him. Before she can think he kisses her, softly at first, testing, teasing, making her
feel precious and cared for. Then they both become hungry. He unbuckles his seat belt and climbs over her,
trapping her between his thighs as he sits above her. She uses this to her advantage and begins to unbutton his shirt. She runs her hands along the well defined pecs and stops to stimulate his nipples into hardness. She wants to kiss his body from top to bottom but, oh boy, she wants him to keep his mouth on hers. Her body is ready to explode just from the oral stimulation. This man can kiss.
When they finally break apart she tries to protest. "No, Nick, please..."
Warrick is taken aback. He had tried to gently wake her with a shake to her arm when he heard her speak.
He looked closely. Yeah, she was still asleep. Was she dreaming about Nick? What kind of dream? He
waited a few seconds.
"Nick, baby, please!"
He threw his head back and laughed. Now he had something to hold over her head. As well as a secret to
taunt Nick with. This was going to be good.
"What's so funny?" Sara asked, her brows drawn together as they so often were when she was trying to work
out a puzzle.
"Nothing, just trying to wake you up. Did you know that you drool in your sleep?"
a series. Please read and review. Also, if you have any particular idea for a fantasy you'd like explored before Nicky gets a clue let me know.
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Let it Rain
It had been a hard three days, yet another young woman had been murdered by the man in her life and Sara
had, of course, worked nearly 72 hours straight to catch him. Grissom had finally decided that he could do
nothing to stop her and had directed his attention to his own cases. Since tonight was his night off and
Catherine was in charge she decided to exercise her power. It was a slow night. The single case could
be handled by she and Nick so she ordered Sara to take a nap in the break room. Warrick was to watch
over her and wake her if another case came in. Of course, the only one to bitch about this situation was
Sara herself.
After arguing with Warrick for half an hour she finally lay down on the couch. Of course, her friend's threat to
borrow some chloroform from Greg had nothing to do with it. He chuckled as he watched her fight to keep
her eyes open and continue their discussion. Her breathing evened out within minutes and Warrick got up
to cover her with one of the blankets they kept in the locker.
He settled at the table to go over some unsolved cases to try to get a new perspective. As much as he hated
to have to wake Sara up he was hoping that something would come in for them to do. Twenty minutes later
he got his wish.
"Sara. Come on, girl, we got a case." She simply rolled over at his statement and cuddled down further
into the couch. He reached out to take her shoulder in hand and shook her. "Come on, sweetheart, we need
to get going. We got a 419."
She finally opened her eyes and sat up. "Let's go. You can get some more sleep in the car we've got a bit
of a ride ahead of us."
"Mmmm. Okay, let's go." She didn't completely wake up so before they were even out of the parking lot she
was back to sleep. Warrick chuckled.
The rain began shortly after they got on the road, he was glad that he could devote all of his attention to his
driving.
They were driving somewhere. She wasn't sure where because he wouldn't tell her. It was a surprise. She smiled to herself. She wasn't big on surprises but she could go with this one. She wanted to spend some time alone with him. His hands on the wheel were strong and sure, commanding the vehicle they were in. Despite the rain outside making it cozy within the cab of the vehicle a shiver ran up her spine. She realized it was due to the closeness of their bodies. She wanted to reach out and touch him but...well, why not? She was a modern woman, wasn't she? She had taken it upon herself to call Hank for a date, hadn't she? So, she lay her
hand on his right thigh. He looked over at her for the first time since they had gotten started and smiled that
slow, sexy smile she loved. She smiled back. A few minutes later she leaned over and rested her head on
his shoulder. He turned enough to kiss her on the crown before returning his attention to the road and the
weather.
She breathed in deeply. He smelled wonderful, very masculine, very desirable. Her hand began wandering
from his knee to his pocket. Oh yeah, she wanted to play but she wasn't going to go too far too fast. Or so she thought.
His voice was tight, "Sara, sweetheart, if you don't stop, NOW, I'm going to have to pull over."
She laughed and her hand wandered up to his belt. He drew in a deep breath and stopped the Tahoe. She
moved back to her seat as he put the car in park and turned to her. Moving his right hand to the back of her
head he gently pulls her to him. Before she can think he kisses her, softly at first, testing, teasing, making her
feel precious and cared for. Then they both become hungry. He unbuckles his seat belt and climbs over her,
trapping her between his thighs as he sits above her. She uses this to her advantage and begins to unbutton his shirt. She runs her hands along the well defined pecs and stops to stimulate his nipples into hardness. She wants to kiss his body from top to bottom but, oh boy, she wants him to keep his mouth on hers. Her body is ready to explode just from the oral stimulation. This man can kiss.
When they finally break apart she tries to protest. "No, Nick, please..."
Warrick is taken aback. He had tried to gently wake her with a shake to her arm when he heard her speak.
He looked closely. Yeah, she was still asleep. Was she dreaming about Nick? What kind of dream? He
waited a few seconds.
"Nick, baby, please!"
He threw his head back and laughed. Now he had something to hold over her head. As well as a secret to
taunt Nick with. This was going to be good.
"What's so funny?" Sara asked, her brows drawn together as they so often were when she was trying to work
out a puzzle.
"Nothing, just trying to wake you up. Did you know that you drool in your sleep?"