As Nick drove the car onto the ferry for the return trip to Anacortes, Sara
glanced over at him. "I don't know about you, but that was one of the best
vacations I've had in a long time."
Nick chuckled as he set the parking brake and turned off the ignition. "We
didn't see a lot of the island, Sar." He grinned at the memory. They had
spent most of the rest of the time they were there in a handful of places;
one of the beds, the shower, or in front of the fire.
Sara giggled. "I saw what I wanted to." With a mischievous glint in her eye she reached over and slid her hand up his inner thigh.
Nick sucked his breath in. "Don't start something we can't finish, Sidle."
She leaned over and kissed him, sliding her hand back down his leg and squeezed his knee. "Ok."
He grinned at her as she pulled away. "Damn, Sara, how in the hell am I going to wait until we get back to Vegas?"
She looked at him with a coy expression as she leaned over and whispered in his ear with a seductive tone in her voice. "Ever joined the mile high club, Nicky?"
Nick chuckled. "Sara, this is going to be sheer torture, we still have a four hour ferry ride and then a two hour drive to the airport."
Sara just grinned at him devilishly. "Yes, but everyone is getting out of their cars and going upstairs."
Nick closed his eyes and smiled. "You are an evil woman."
Sara laughed. "And you love it."
He glanced over at her. "Yes, I do. I never would have guessed that you'd be quite like this."
Sara slid her hand back up his inner thigh. "Mmm, well, I'm full of surprises." She leaned over and kissed him again.
Nick closed his eyes and let out a groan as her fingers brushed against him. Nick slid his seat back and Sara crawled over and straddled his lap. For the next hour or so, they found very creative ways to touch and taste as much of each other as possible without removing their clothing. They finally made their way up to the passenger decks and held each other as they sat on a bench just taking in the scenery for the remainder of the trip, occasionally exchanging a soft kiss.
The day was a bit blustery, but still beautiful in the San Juan Islands. The ferry threaded it's way through the Straight of Juan de Fuca toward Anacortes. They caught a glimpse of a pod of Orca whales off the starboard side of the vessel and seagulls seemed to trail along with the ferry like a kite on the end of a string.
They arrived at the airport and waited another hour to just get through security, finally getting settled into their seats near the rear of the aircraft. Once they were in the air and the seatbelt signs were turned off, Sara looked over at Nick with sexy grin. "Want to get initiated?"
He chuckled. "How in the hell am I going to be able to work crime scenes with you?"
After the initial throng of passengers needing to use the lavatory had subsided, the pair casually squeezed themselves into the lavatory at the very rear of the plane.
Nick grinned at Sara and raised an eyebrow at her. "So are there specific logistics to this, since you're the one with experience in this area?"
She just waggled her eyebrows at him and unzipped her jeans. "I think you can figure it out." She leaned over and kissed him as she unzipped his pants and started pulling them down, beginning to fondle him.
As Nick returned the feverish kiss he was fully aroused; he broke the kiss sliding Sara's pants down around her ankles as he sat on the toilet seat. He cupped Sara's butt and pulled her onto his lap in a straddle position. He lifted her up slightly as they joined their bodies and began moving together, trying to muffle their moans as they hit the height of pleasure, so they wouldn't be discovered.
A voice came over the intercom. "This is the captain speaking. I'm afraid we'll be experiencing a little turbulence for the next twenty minutes or so. Please return to your seats and fasten your seatbelts."
Sara panted against Nick as they reluctantly pulled apart. He looked at her appreciatively as she pulled her jeans back up and refastened them. She glanced down at him and raised an eyebrow. "You better pull yourself together, Stokes, or I'm going to loose control again."
He grinned at her as he pulled his jeans back up and refastened them. "Yes, ma'am."
They tried to casually make their way back to their seats. Those seated at the back of the plane shot them knowing glances. They refastened their seatbelts and Sara snuggled against Nick as he wrapped his arms around her. She drifted off to sleep, waking only when they had landed in Vegas.
The plane had come in early despite the turbulence. Nick and Sara were the last off the plane and they slowly made their way to baggage claim where Warrick was supposed to meet them and give them a ride home.
As they waited for their bags to come down the conveyor belt onto the luggage carrousel, Nick pulled Sara against him and leaned down to kiss her. She slid her arms around his neck and deepened the kiss. Nick's hands slid down and began caressing her butt as they stood there oblivious to the rest of the world around them.
It wasn't until they heard a familiar voice that they finally broke apart. As they looked over, Warrick stood there with an amused expression on his face. "So I guess you both picked up a little something that you liked in Seattle."
Sara giggled. "I saw what I wanted to." With a mischievous glint in her eye she reached over and slid her hand up his inner thigh.
Nick sucked his breath in. "Don't start something we can't finish, Sidle."
She leaned over and kissed him, sliding her hand back down his leg and squeezed his knee. "Ok."
He grinned at her as she pulled away. "Damn, Sara, how in the hell am I going to wait until we get back to Vegas?"
She looked at him with a coy expression as she leaned over and whispered in his ear with a seductive tone in her voice. "Ever joined the mile high club, Nicky?"
Nick chuckled. "Sara, this is going to be sheer torture, we still have a four hour ferry ride and then a two hour drive to the airport."
Sara just grinned at him devilishly. "Yes, but everyone is getting out of their cars and going upstairs."
Nick closed his eyes and smiled. "You are an evil woman."
Sara laughed. "And you love it."
He glanced over at her. "Yes, I do. I never would have guessed that you'd be quite like this."
Sara slid her hand back up his inner thigh. "Mmm, well, I'm full of surprises." She leaned over and kissed him again.
Nick closed his eyes and let out a groan as her fingers brushed against him. Nick slid his seat back and Sara crawled over and straddled his lap. For the next hour or so, they found very creative ways to touch and taste as much of each other as possible without removing their clothing. They finally made their way up to the passenger decks and held each other as they sat on a bench just taking in the scenery for the remainder of the trip, occasionally exchanging a soft kiss.
The day was a bit blustery, but still beautiful in the San Juan Islands. The ferry threaded it's way through the Straight of Juan de Fuca toward Anacortes. They caught a glimpse of a pod of Orca whales off the starboard side of the vessel and seagulls seemed to trail along with the ferry like a kite on the end of a string.
They arrived at the airport and waited another hour to just get through security, finally getting settled into their seats near the rear of the aircraft. Once they were in the air and the seatbelt signs were turned off, Sara looked over at Nick with sexy grin. "Want to get initiated?"
He chuckled. "How in the hell am I going to be able to work crime scenes with you?"
After the initial throng of passengers needing to use the lavatory had subsided, the pair casually squeezed themselves into the lavatory at the very rear of the plane.
Nick grinned at Sara and raised an eyebrow at her. "So are there specific logistics to this, since you're the one with experience in this area?"
She just waggled her eyebrows at him and unzipped her jeans. "I think you can figure it out." She leaned over and kissed him as she unzipped his pants and started pulling them down, beginning to fondle him.
As Nick returned the feverish kiss he was fully aroused; he broke the kiss sliding Sara's pants down around her ankles as he sat on the toilet seat. He cupped Sara's butt and pulled her onto his lap in a straddle position. He lifted her up slightly as they joined their bodies and began moving together, trying to muffle their moans as they hit the height of pleasure, so they wouldn't be discovered.
A voice came over the intercom. "This is the captain speaking. I'm afraid we'll be experiencing a little turbulence for the next twenty minutes or so. Please return to your seats and fasten your seatbelts."
Sara panted against Nick as they reluctantly pulled apart. He looked at her appreciatively as she pulled her jeans back up and refastened them. She glanced down at him and raised an eyebrow. "You better pull yourself together, Stokes, or I'm going to loose control again."
He grinned at her as he pulled his jeans back up and refastened them. "Yes, ma'am."
They tried to casually make their way back to their seats. Those seated at the back of the plane shot them knowing glances. They refastened their seatbelts and Sara snuggled against Nick as he wrapped his arms around her. She drifted off to sleep, waking only when they had landed in Vegas.
The plane had come in early despite the turbulence. Nick and Sara were the last off the plane and they slowly made their way to baggage claim where Warrick was supposed to meet them and give them a ride home.
As they waited for their bags to come down the conveyor belt onto the luggage carrousel, Nick pulled Sara against him and leaned down to kiss her. She slid her arms around his neck and deepened the kiss. Nick's hands slid down and began caressing her butt as they stood there oblivious to the rest of the world around them.
It wasn't until they heard a familiar voice that they finally broke apart. As they looked over, Warrick stood there with an amused expression on his face. "So I guess you both picked up a little something that you liked in Seattle."