They had every intention of getting to work on time.
Nick had remained on Sara's bed after Sara had pulled herself off of it. Her words replayed in his mind over and over again 'damn that was hot, Nick' 'almost as good as real sex' 'I sure as hell want you'. He rested his arm over his eyes. What had they just done? He wasn't completely sure. They had planned to just sleep. The image of her face as they had pressed and moved against each other fully clothed until he'd gotten release played over in his mind. Damn she was sexy.
"What are you thinking about, Nick?" Sara queried him.
Nick glanced up at her and swallowed hard. Damn she was sexy. Nick wasn't sure exactly how long he had been lying on her bed, but it must have been a while because it was evident that Sara had taken a shower. Her hair was wet and she wore a robe that clung to her wet body. Her current attire only served to feed his desire for her.
Sara raised an eyebrow, "Nick?" She tousled her wet hair with a towel.
"I'm sorry." Nick sat up, staring at Sara. He wondered if she knew how much he wanted her right then.
A smile played at her lips, "What were you thinking about?"
A sheepish smile played at his lips as he met her gaze, "Uh, Sara, what did we just do?"
Sara chuckled, "You were there."
Nick chuckled nervously, "Uh, no, that's not what I meant. I mean. Crap this is hard."
A quizzical expression crossed Sara's face.
Nick smiled and continued, "We both said before we went to sleep that all we were going to do was sleep." He cleared his throat and chuckled, "I'd have to say that what we just did hardly qualifies as just sleeping."
Sara studied Nick. "It was pretty hot."
Nick nodded studying her, "Yeah, it was."
"Are you sorry you stayed?" Sara queried.
"Not sorry, just a little confused." Nick replied.
Sara raised an eyebrow, "Confused."
Nick nodded, "Do we want to take things slow? Because, that sure sped things up quite a bit."
Sara glanced at the floor and then back up at Nick. "Yeah, I know." Sara fingered the tie to her robe in a nervous gesture.
Nick swallowed hard as his thoughts drifted to helping Sara out of her robe. He closed his eyes tightly and shook his head. Letting out a deep breath, he opened his eyes again.
Sara had a curious expression on her face. "Nick, what's wrong?"
He had a deer in the headlights expression on his face. "Uh, nothing. I think I've got a change of clothes in my Tahoe, we need to get to work." He stood up and headed towards the bedroom door.
Sara stopped him halfway across the room. "Hey, it's still my birthday, I want another kiss." A smile tugged at her lips as she snaked her arms around his waist.
Nick's breathing was ragged as he looked down at her, "Sara, I don't think I could stop at kissing you right now. You have no idea how much I want you."
Sara raised an eyebrow at him and leaned up to kiss him. "I think I have a pretty good idea." She kissed him deeply.
Breaking the kiss, Nick slid his arms around her waist, "Sara, we have to get to work."
Sara replied with a devilish grin, "I think work can wait. It's my birthday."
Nick swallowed hard, "Grissom is going to be pissed."
Sara chuckled, "Who cares?" She leaned up and kissed him again.
This time Nick responded fully, parting his lips as their tongues began an intimate dance.
Sara's hands pulled at the hem of Nick's shirt as they walked back towards the bed.
Nick pulled away from her long enough to help her pull it over his head. As soon as his shirt was out of the way, Nick crushed her against him, kissing her desperately. His hands slid down, gripping her butt through her robe as he fell onto the bed, pulling Sara on top of him.
"You're overdressed, Nicky." She murmured against his lips. She reached between them and unfastened his belt and began to unbutton the top button of his jeans.
"So are you." He murmured back sliding his hands under the robe and cupping the bare flesh of her butt with his hands.
Sara lowered the zipper on Nick's jeans and began trying to tug them down. She wasn't having much success.
"Sara, you feel so good." Nick murmured as he continued to caress her butt.
"I can't get your pants off. You need to help me, Nick." Sara murmured against his lips.
Nick gripped her butt and rolled them over so that Sara was beneath him. He let go of her and lifted himself up enough to help her pull his jeans off when his cell phone rang. Nick let out a curse and rested against Sara as he pulled the phone off of his belt and answered. "Stokes."
Sara continued pulling his jeans down.
"Hey, Warrick, what's up?" Nick continued, closing his eyes as Sara managed to pull his boxers about halfway down.
Sara began kissing his neck, her hands sliding down and gripping his butt.
Nick's voice wavered, "Uh, I'm just getting ready for work." Nick bit his tongue as Sara slid his boxers down further, her hands roaming his bare butt.
Sara kissed him impatiently, she began to pull her robe open between them.
The sensation of bare flesh pressed to bare flesh hit Nick's senses, "Warrick, I have to go. I be there in a little while." He ended the call and tossed his cell phone onto the floor. He turned his full attention back to Sara. He quickly finished divesting himself of his jeans and boxers. He pressed his lips to hers and they quickly became lost in each other. They touched, caressed, explored, and aroused their bodies, finally collapsing against each other as they reached the height of physical pleasure.
Sara was the first of the pair to arrive at work. She had actually managed to arrive ten minutes early. She was sipping a cup of coffee when the rest of the team, minus Nick, assembled for assignments.
Shift had officially started and Grissom was ready to hand out assignments. There was still no sign of Nick. "Anyone know where Nick is?" Grissom queried.
Nick had remained on Sara's bed after Sara had pulled herself off of it. Her words replayed in his mind over and over again 'damn that was hot, Nick' 'almost as good as real sex' 'I sure as hell want you'. He rested his arm over his eyes. What had they just done? He wasn't completely sure. They had planned to just sleep. The image of her face as they had pressed and moved against each other fully clothed until he'd gotten release played over in his mind. Damn she was sexy.
"What are you thinking about, Nick?" Sara queried him.
Nick glanced up at her and swallowed hard. Damn she was sexy. Nick wasn't sure exactly how long he had been lying on her bed, but it must have been a while because it was evident that Sara had taken a shower. Her hair was wet and she wore a robe that clung to her wet body. Her current attire only served to feed his desire for her.
Sara raised an eyebrow, "Nick?" She tousled her wet hair with a towel.
"I'm sorry." Nick sat up, staring at Sara. He wondered if she knew how much he wanted her right then.
A smile played at her lips, "What were you thinking about?"
A sheepish smile played at his lips as he met her gaze, "Uh, Sara, what did we just do?"
Sara chuckled, "You were there."
Nick chuckled nervously, "Uh, no, that's not what I meant. I mean. Crap this is hard."
A quizzical expression crossed Sara's face.
Nick smiled and continued, "We both said before we went to sleep that all we were going to do was sleep." He cleared his throat and chuckled, "I'd have to say that what we just did hardly qualifies as just sleeping."
Sara studied Nick. "It was pretty hot."
Nick nodded studying her, "Yeah, it was."
"Are you sorry you stayed?" Sara queried.
"Not sorry, just a little confused." Nick replied.
Sara raised an eyebrow, "Confused."
Nick nodded, "Do we want to take things slow? Because, that sure sped things up quite a bit."
Sara glanced at the floor and then back up at Nick. "Yeah, I know." Sara fingered the tie to her robe in a nervous gesture.
Nick swallowed hard as his thoughts drifted to helping Sara out of her robe. He closed his eyes tightly and shook his head. Letting out a deep breath, he opened his eyes again.
Sara had a curious expression on her face. "Nick, what's wrong?"
He had a deer in the headlights expression on his face. "Uh, nothing. I think I've got a change of clothes in my Tahoe, we need to get to work." He stood up and headed towards the bedroom door.
Sara stopped him halfway across the room. "Hey, it's still my birthday, I want another kiss." A smile tugged at her lips as she snaked her arms around his waist.
Nick's breathing was ragged as he looked down at her, "Sara, I don't think I could stop at kissing you right now. You have no idea how much I want you."
Sara raised an eyebrow at him and leaned up to kiss him. "I think I have a pretty good idea." She kissed him deeply.
Breaking the kiss, Nick slid his arms around her waist, "Sara, we have to get to work."
Sara replied with a devilish grin, "I think work can wait. It's my birthday."
Nick swallowed hard, "Grissom is going to be pissed."
Sara chuckled, "Who cares?" She leaned up and kissed him again.
This time Nick responded fully, parting his lips as their tongues began an intimate dance.
Sara's hands pulled at the hem of Nick's shirt as they walked back towards the bed.
Nick pulled away from her long enough to help her pull it over his head. As soon as his shirt was out of the way, Nick crushed her against him, kissing her desperately. His hands slid down, gripping her butt through her robe as he fell onto the bed, pulling Sara on top of him.
"You're overdressed, Nicky." She murmured against his lips. She reached between them and unfastened his belt and began to unbutton the top button of his jeans.
"So are you." He murmured back sliding his hands under the robe and cupping the bare flesh of her butt with his hands.
Sara lowered the zipper on Nick's jeans and began trying to tug them down. She wasn't having much success.
"Sara, you feel so good." Nick murmured as he continued to caress her butt.
"I can't get your pants off. You need to help me, Nick." Sara murmured against his lips.
Nick gripped her butt and rolled them over so that Sara was beneath him. He let go of her and lifted himself up enough to help her pull his jeans off when his cell phone rang. Nick let out a curse and rested against Sara as he pulled the phone off of his belt and answered. "Stokes."
Sara continued pulling his jeans down.
"Hey, Warrick, what's up?" Nick continued, closing his eyes as Sara managed to pull his boxers about halfway down.
Sara began kissing his neck, her hands sliding down and gripping his butt.
Nick's voice wavered, "Uh, I'm just getting ready for work." Nick bit his tongue as Sara slid his boxers down further, her hands roaming his bare butt.
Sara kissed him impatiently, she began to pull her robe open between them.
The sensation of bare flesh pressed to bare flesh hit Nick's senses, "Warrick, I have to go. I be there in a little while." He ended the call and tossed his cell phone onto the floor. He turned his full attention back to Sara. He quickly finished divesting himself of his jeans and boxers. He pressed his lips to hers and they quickly became lost in each other. They touched, caressed, explored, and aroused their bodies, finally collapsing against each other as they reached the height of physical pleasure.
Sara was the first of the pair to arrive at work. She had actually managed to arrive ten minutes early. She was sipping a cup of coffee when the rest of the team, minus Nick, assembled for assignments.
Shift had officially started and Grissom was ready to hand out assignments. There was still no sign of Nick. "Anyone know where Nick is?" Grissom queried.