Chapter Six: The Night

Sara

Grissom had booked us the weekend off as a birthday treat for me and all Thursday night I was distracted, trying to find a way to tell Gris that I wanted to move on. When shift was over we went back to Gris' place and he cooked blueberry pancakes after which we curled up in bed for some much needed rest. When I woke eight hours later the upper half of my body was resting on his chest and his arms were wrapped around me, his fingers drawing lazy patterns on my back.

"Hello beautiful," he murmured into my hair, "sleep well?"

"Mmmm. Very much so." I sat up and when he saw the serious look on my face he pulled himself up and patiently waited for me to tell him what was on my mind. I spilled everything about how much I wanted him and how I thought I was ready to move on and told him everything Amelia had said to me.

"Are you sure you want to do this Sara?" the emotion in his voice betrayed his fears beneath a stony facade. I nodded and moved in slowly to kiss him. He wrapped his arms around me and let me decide when to deepen the kiss, my tongue seeking access to his mouth. He opened his lips willingly, meeting my exploring tongue with his own causing a shiver to run down my spine. He pulled away, looking to see what had caused the shiver, thinking that I was frightened but all he saw in my eyes was passion and arousal, my fear taking a backseat to the feelings and desires he was eliciting in me.

"Gil if I say stop..."

"Then I stop Sara, no questions asked, no matter what. I want you to be comfortable with this." With that I resumed the previous kiss, every nerve ending in my body firing. I never imagined a simple kiss could arouse me so much but a few more minutes of the intense passion and my body went rigid in his arms as the pleasurable waves of a mind-blowing orgasm washed over every part of my body. "Sar? Did you just..." I nodded, blushing.

"You do incredible things to me Gil Grissom," I whispered, my voice husky with arousal. "That has never happened before! Completely dressed and brought over the edge by a kiss! God what you do to me." With that I started to undress when his hands covered mine.

"Can I?" he asked. I nodded, at a loss for words. He slowly slipped the camisole over my head, exposing the upper half of my body. He paused, looking deep into my eyes for permission to continue. I took a deep, shaky breath and nodded my consent. He dipped his head to place another kiss on my lips before beginning to explore my body with his mouth and hands. When he reached the waistband of my pants he stopped again looking to me for permission. I shook my head, not quite ready to take that step so he kissed his way back up my body stopping to ravish each of my breasts with his mouth and hands. I reached down to rid him of his pyjamas and my hand accidentally brushed his erection making him moan with pleasure. Once he was rid of his clothing he moved back to place another passionate kiss on my lips. I tentatively reached for his hands and guided them to my waist my eyes locked on his the whole time. He slowly undid the drawstring and slid the pants off, watching my face for any sign of discomfort. I still hadn't looked down, I was too afraid that I wouldn't be able to go through with it if I saw his totally naked body inches from my very nearly naked one. I gathered some courage and looked down as his fingers caressed me through a pair of lacy underwear. "So wet," he murmured against my ear, I watched in fascination as he slid his fingers into the waistband of the last barrier between us and slid them down. He stopped and leaned back, drinking in the sight of me, naked, in his bed. I blushed under his scrutiny and pulled him down into another kiss. I'd been laying on my back and as he moved over me my breathing accelerated and I knew he saw the fear in my eyes because he stopped and moved off me. "I'm sorry Sara...I'm moving too fast."

"No....Gil please don't stop now just would you um...mind if uh maybe I was on top?" I felt my face turn bright red with embarrassment, I'd never been the type to talk openly about sex.

"Of course not honey. I want you to be comfortable and feel safe. Please don't be afraid to talk about this with me." His blue eyes searched mine as he lay back onto the bed. I slowly shifted myself over him, straddling his hips with my palms on either side of his head as I leaned in for another kiss. I'd never experienced foreplay like this before and I never imagined that just exploring a partner's body with your hands could be so erotic.

"Gil?" I said through a kiss, "condom?"

"Mmm...night stand," I reached to get one and he took it from my hand and opened it. He started to pull it from the foil but I stopped him, removing it myself instead. I slid it gently onto him eliciting a sensuous groan. I held his length and manoeuvred myself above him. As I began to lower myself onto him he grasped my hips. "Sara, are you absolutely sure about this?"

"God yes! Gil, please!" I whimpered. He released my hips and I slid down onto him, "Ooohhhh, you feel so good Gil!" I moaned and slowly began to grind my hips into his and slowly he responded in kind. Slowly our rhythm built up and as I neared my peak he reached between our joined bodies and stroked me to another mind-blowing orgasm. As the shockwaves crashed over me I felt Gil reach his peak as well and I collapsed onto his chest trembling. "Thank you," I whispered and fell into the first deep peaceful sleep I'd had for eight months with the love of my life stroking my back.

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