A/N: This chapter is dedicated to Lauri and Basilea -you've both been so wonderful and I appreciate it beyond all measure.
I hope you like this one. Again, it's had a slight ;) change of tone, so feedback would be all the more appreciated. Thank you bundles. Enjoy!!!!
Previously:
This time as they came up for air everything slowed its pace. Grissom cupped Catherine's face with his hands; both were gasping for breath. He could touch the floor with the tip of his toes, but Catherine, who was deeper into the pool than he was, was being held up easily by him. The rain was still thundering down in gallons around them.
Grissom looked at Catherine and smiled cheekily, and as he lifted his hand to her shoulder, she found out why.
Chapter 14 - Breaking Away From The Circle
May 9th - 1:50am
La Curaith Swimming Pool
Grissom's fingers felt slippery against her moist skin as they travelled from her collarbone, tracing it lightly and sending ticklish tingles through her skin, causing her whole body to feel as though it was shaking. Maybe it was. His touch was ever so soft as his fingers undertook their journey in the pouring rain from her collarbone along her shoulder. They stopped at the strap. His other arm was round her waist, holding her to him so she did not go under the still rough and rocking water.
Catherine's breath caught in her throat as she felt his fingers stop and nudge the strap slightly. He then past over it. He was teasing her; *almost* fulfilling Catherine's need, then graciously, and what seemed like mockingly, he held up his barrier to her.
Part of the reason Grissom did this was to tease her, but there was an underlying side to it. They both knew the unspoken rule; not in Vegas. The more they moved along this road, the harder it would be to find their way back.
He caught her eye. Confusion and full-fledged emotional turmoil were moulding both their faces, but their proximity; the touch of Grissom's bare skin on Catherine's was constantly interrupting their logic.
The temperature felt as though it had soared all around Grissom, as Catherine's emotions won over her logic. Her hand slid down from his own shoulder, dipped below the surface of the water and slid down his side. Her fingers nudged the waistband of his trunks and she slipped her hand underneath the material, then cautiously but persistently, she moved it between them.
Catherine waited a while, allowing Grissom time to stop her. His arm crossed his chest and he hurriedly grabbed hold of Catherine's wrist. Her hand relaxed as it was pulled out of his trunks.
"I can't Catherine."
She just looked at him, waiting for an explanation. Silence. The rain sounded louder than ever as it hammered down around them in the hush. The thunder cracked for only a second time that night, but it was ear splitting, and Grissom felt the ground shake beneath his feet. Both saw the lights flicker around them, but didn't pay them, nor the storm, any attention.
"You can't?" Catherine finally said as her determined look towards Grissom failed at its attempt to make him speak.
Still Grissom said not a word. At this moment he was captivated by Catherine's beauty. The gentle lights around them, who's flickering had ceased, shadowed and illuminated different parts of her face to compliment every aspect of it. The water droplets that had previously caused all the make-up, or as Grissom liked to think of it, the impurities, that had layered Catherine's pure glow for too long, to be washed away, were still streaming down her face, but now they pronounced her smooth skin and caused her face to radiate with splendour.
Catherine felt Grissom's hand slide from her shoulder and wrap round her, tugging gently on her back. Her body floated forwards as Grissom started to step backwards. His legs moved slowly under the water as he felt the pressure of it against them. Catherine's body was being held even tighter against his, so as to make sure his arms didn't slip and let her go. She voiced not a single protest, and not one word was uttered by either. The only sound reaching their ears was the rain, still heavy around them. Catherine's legs were dragging behind her as she was pulled through the water. As soon as she felt the bottom of the pool scrape against the top of her toes, she changed her position and rested her feet on the floor.
Her arms were round his neck by this time, and when the water was down to Catherine's waist, Grissom stopped moving. Keeping their arms wrapped around each other, Grissom kissed her forehead. With her eyes shut, Catherine moved both hands to his face and pulled him away from her. Grissom was worried as he felt her move him away, but when his eyes reached to search her face, he found her smiling. She spoke in a low voice, almost a whisper.
"We're going in circles."
Grissom read her mind.
"I'll race you."
Grissom and Catherine both suddenly threw each other out of each other's arms and swam for the side of the pool. Catherine hoisted herself out with more ease than Grissom so she had an advantage. She stood in front of him, dripping wet in her bikini, put one foot on Grissom's shoulder and pushed him back down into the pool. Content with watching him for a while, she was not prepared for Grissom's next move. Leaping up in the water, Grissom grabbed hold of Catherine and pulled her back into the pool. With a yelp she turned her fall into a dive and neatly went under the surface of the water. When she resurfaced she was at the other side and so clambered out of the pool once again.
As Catherine ran round the pool she saw Grissom gathering up their things. Running straight past him towards the door she yelled,
"Forget them, Edmund will do it."
Grissom dropped everything back and chased after Catherine. He caught up with her and grabbed her wrist, stopping dead in his tracks. Catherine was swung haphazardly around, almost slipping on the wet ground, and he caught her in his arm, pulled her to him and kissed her, before she had time to react to anything that had just happened. Rain drenched them as the length of the kiss became longer and longer.
They pulled away breathless and eager. Grissom took her hand in his and started once again to run. Both had one goal and one goal only, to get to their room.
Edmund saw them out of the little window that faced the entrance to the pool. He leapt of his chair and out of the door in a rush.
"Ms Willows what-"
As Catherine ran past him being half pulled by Grissom, she called back to him.
"Would you mind clearing up in there? We'll pick up our stuff tomorrow, thank you, talk later, bye."
Clearly not wanting, or waiting for, an answer she and Grissom were out of Edmund's sight in no time. He stood, shocked. Firstly at the rush and secondly at the lack of clothing the couple were in, especially Ms Willows. Calming himself, but still having this image in his mind, and making a mental note to announce the happenings of the night to his fellow co-workers, Edmund went about clearing the pool area. Grabbing the keys once again from their hook so he could lock up, he made his way to the entrance.
May 9th - 2:40am
Outside The Hotel Room At La Curaith
Both gasping for breath from the running, Catherine got to the room first and leant against their door. The journey to the room had been challenging. There were barely any people around; Grissom imagined that the majority of them were in the reunion party. Both still wearing their swimming garments, they had playfully raced through the hotel laughing and sometimes even shouting. They had tried to pull each other back and get ahead. Their exhilaration from the knowledge of what was now inevitably going to take place when they reached their destination mixed with the copious amount of alcohol they had both consumed, Catherine and Grissom were not seeing each other act as themselves. Unfortunately for the people who were not at the reunion, but were sleeping peacefully in their beds, this performance had only stimulated the couple.
As Grissom reached Catherine at the door, his mouth fused itself to hers. He heard her sharp intake of breath as she felt his hand slide slowly along and past her side.
"Good job I can think clearly enough not to forget the key, isn't it?" He told her as he reluctantly let her mouth be released from his.
Catherine grinned sheepishly at him and as she heard the door click unlocked, she felt Grissom's mouth back on hers and, finding the door handle with her hand, she let them both through. As soon as the door opened, it felt as though gas had just been poured on the fire that was inside Grissom and it had exploded. He walked forwards, lips still connected to Catherine's, forcing her to walk backwards into the room. As he entered, Grissom guessed where the door was with his hand and swung it shut behind him, hearing the second, and this time automatic, click of the lock as it closed.
Catherine could feel the water still on her body drip down to her feet and soak the carpeted floor. Soon forgetting her guilt, she felt Grissom push her onto the double bed. His mouth once again came crashing down onto hers as he positioned himself over her.
Catherine giggled onto his lips. Grissom's mouth suddenly became very still on hers as he heard her giggle a second time. He lifted his mouth off hers and looked at her, query in his expression. Still giggling she managed, through breaths, to say,
"I'm sorry... I was just... remembering... Edmund's... face when we... came... out the door..."
Grissom looked at her, smiling at the memory, but also smiling at his thought, which he then voiced.
"Well then, I'll just have to try my best to make you only concentrate on two things." He paused. Catherine looked at him still giggling but calming down. She made the assumption,
"You... and what's the other thing?"
Grissom let out a rare grin and subtly divulged his intention,
"Breathing."
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I'll hopefully have the next chapter up in the next few days, because I'm getting along with it much better than I did this one. Don't forget to feedback :o) Thanks ~ Cath
I hope you like this one. Again, it's had a slight ;) change of tone, so feedback would be all the more appreciated. Thank you bundles. Enjoy!!!!
Previously:
This time as they came up for air everything slowed its pace. Grissom cupped Catherine's face with his hands; both were gasping for breath. He could touch the floor with the tip of his toes, but Catherine, who was deeper into the pool than he was, was being held up easily by him. The rain was still thundering down in gallons around them.
Grissom looked at Catherine and smiled cheekily, and as he lifted his hand to her shoulder, she found out why.
Chapter 14 - Breaking Away From The Circle
May 9th - 1:50am
La Curaith Swimming Pool
Grissom's fingers felt slippery against her moist skin as they travelled from her collarbone, tracing it lightly and sending ticklish tingles through her skin, causing her whole body to feel as though it was shaking. Maybe it was. His touch was ever so soft as his fingers undertook their journey in the pouring rain from her collarbone along her shoulder. They stopped at the strap. His other arm was round her waist, holding her to him so she did not go under the still rough and rocking water.
Catherine's breath caught in her throat as she felt his fingers stop and nudge the strap slightly. He then past over it. He was teasing her; *almost* fulfilling Catherine's need, then graciously, and what seemed like mockingly, he held up his barrier to her.
Part of the reason Grissom did this was to tease her, but there was an underlying side to it. They both knew the unspoken rule; not in Vegas. The more they moved along this road, the harder it would be to find their way back.
He caught her eye. Confusion and full-fledged emotional turmoil were moulding both their faces, but their proximity; the touch of Grissom's bare skin on Catherine's was constantly interrupting their logic.
The temperature felt as though it had soared all around Grissom, as Catherine's emotions won over her logic. Her hand slid down from his own shoulder, dipped below the surface of the water and slid down his side. Her fingers nudged the waistband of his trunks and she slipped her hand underneath the material, then cautiously but persistently, she moved it between them.
Catherine waited a while, allowing Grissom time to stop her. His arm crossed his chest and he hurriedly grabbed hold of Catherine's wrist. Her hand relaxed as it was pulled out of his trunks.
"I can't Catherine."
She just looked at him, waiting for an explanation. Silence. The rain sounded louder than ever as it hammered down around them in the hush. The thunder cracked for only a second time that night, but it was ear splitting, and Grissom felt the ground shake beneath his feet. Both saw the lights flicker around them, but didn't pay them, nor the storm, any attention.
"You can't?" Catherine finally said as her determined look towards Grissom failed at its attempt to make him speak.
Still Grissom said not a word. At this moment he was captivated by Catherine's beauty. The gentle lights around them, who's flickering had ceased, shadowed and illuminated different parts of her face to compliment every aspect of it. The water droplets that had previously caused all the make-up, or as Grissom liked to think of it, the impurities, that had layered Catherine's pure glow for too long, to be washed away, were still streaming down her face, but now they pronounced her smooth skin and caused her face to radiate with splendour.
Catherine felt Grissom's hand slide from her shoulder and wrap round her, tugging gently on her back. Her body floated forwards as Grissom started to step backwards. His legs moved slowly under the water as he felt the pressure of it against them. Catherine's body was being held even tighter against his, so as to make sure his arms didn't slip and let her go. She voiced not a single protest, and not one word was uttered by either. The only sound reaching their ears was the rain, still heavy around them. Catherine's legs were dragging behind her as she was pulled through the water. As soon as she felt the bottom of the pool scrape against the top of her toes, she changed her position and rested her feet on the floor.
Her arms were round his neck by this time, and when the water was down to Catherine's waist, Grissom stopped moving. Keeping their arms wrapped around each other, Grissom kissed her forehead. With her eyes shut, Catherine moved both hands to his face and pulled him away from her. Grissom was worried as he felt her move him away, but when his eyes reached to search her face, he found her smiling. She spoke in a low voice, almost a whisper.
"We're going in circles."
Grissom read her mind.
"I'll race you."
Grissom and Catherine both suddenly threw each other out of each other's arms and swam for the side of the pool. Catherine hoisted herself out with more ease than Grissom so she had an advantage. She stood in front of him, dripping wet in her bikini, put one foot on Grissom's shoulder and pushed him back down into the pool. Content with watching him for a while, she was not prepared for Grissom's next move. Leaping up in the water, Grissom grabbed hold of Catherine and pulled her back into the pool. With a yelp she turned her fall into a dive and neatly went under the surface of the water. When she resurfaced she was at the other side and so clambered out of the pool once again.
As Catherine ran round the pool she saw Grissom gathering up their things. Running straight past him towards the door she yelled,
"Forget them, Edmund will do it."
Grissom dropped everything back and chased after Catherine. He caught up with her and grabbed her wrist, stopping dead in his tracks. Catherine was swung haphazardly around, almost slipping on the wet ground, and he caught her in his arm, pulled her to him and kissed her, before she had time to react to anything that had just happened. Rain drenched them as the length of the kiss became longer and longer.
They pulled away breathless and eager. Grissom took her hand in his and started once again to run. Both had one goal and one goal only, to get to their room.
Edmund saw them out of the little window that faced the entrance to the pool. He leapt of his chair and out of the door in a rush.
"Ms Willows what-"
As Catherine ran past him being half pulled by Grissom, she called back to him.
"Would you mind clearing up in there? We'll pick up our stuff tomorrow, thank you, talk later, bye."
Clearly not wanting, or waiting for, an answer she and Grissom were out of Edmund's sight in no time. He stood, shocked. Firstly at the rush and secondly at the lack of clothing the couple were in, especially Ms Willows. Calming himself, but still having this image in his mind, and making a mental note to announce the happenings of the night to his fellow co-workers, Edmund went about clearing the pool area. Grabbing the keys once again from their hook so he could lock up, he made his way to the entrance.
May 9th - 2:40am
Outside The Hotel Room At La Curaith
Both gasping for breath from the running, Catherine got to the room first and leant against their door. The journey to the room had been challenging. There were barely any people around; Grissom imagined that the majority of them were in the reunion party. Both still wearing their swimming garments, they had playfully raced through the hotel laughing and sometimes even shouting. They had tried to pull each other back and get ahead. Their exhilaration from the knowledge of what was now inevitably going to take place when they reached their destination mixed with the copious amount of alcohol they had both consumed, Catherine and Grissom were not seeing each other act as themselves. Unfortunately for the people who were not at the reunion, but were sleeping peacefully in their beds, this performance had only stimulated the couple.
As Grissom reached Catherine at the door, his mouth fused itself to hers. He heard her sharp intake of breath as she felt his hand slide slowly along and past her side.
"Good job I can think clearly enough not to forget the key, isn't it?" He told her as he reluctantly let her mouth be released from his.
Catherine grinned sheepishly at him and as she heard the door click unlocked, she felt Grissom's mouth back on hers and, finding the door handle with her hand, she let them both through. As soon as the door opened, it felt as though gas had just been poured on the fire that was inside Grissom and it had exploded. He walked forwards, lips still connected to Catherine's, forcing her to walk backwards into the room. As he entered, Grissom guessed where the door was with his hand and swung it shut behind him, hearing the second, and this time automatic, click of the lock as it closed.
Catherine could feel the water still on her body drip down to her feet and soak the carpeted floor. Soon forgetting her guilt, she felt Grissom push her onto the double bed. His mouth once again came crashing down onto hers as he positioned himself over her.
Catherine giggled onto his lips. Grissom's mouth suddenly became very still on hers as he heard her giggle a second time. He lifted his mouth off hers and looked at her, query in his expression. Still giggling she managed, through breaths, to say,
"I'm sorry... I was just... remembering... Edmund's... face when we... came... out the door..."
Grissom looked at her, smiling at the memory, but also smiling at his thought, which he then voiced.
"Well then, I'll just have to try my best to make you only concentrate on two things." He paused. Catherine looked at him still giggling but calming down. She made the assumption,
"You... and what's the other thing?"
Grissom let out a rare grin and subtly divulged his intention,
"Breathing."
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I'll hopefully have the next chapter up in the next few days, because I'm getting along with it much better than I did this one. Don't forget to feedback :o) Thanks ~ Cath