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Chapter 11

Sara stood there motionless as Warrick smiled at her. "So what am I cooking Sara?" he repeated. Her eyes flew from his amazing chest up to his amused eyes. "I ah don't have too much to choose from. I haven't had a chance to go to the store." she said as she snaked by him and headed into the kitchen. Warrick followed her enjoying her sudden trepidation. He watched as she opened the refrigerator and bent over pulling some items out. His eyes appreciatively traveled down her lovely backside.

Feeling his eyes on her, Sara stood up and met his gaze. A blush spread across her cheeks and she had to look away from his hungry stare. She put a head of lettuce, tomatoes and a cucumber on the counter. "How's spaghetti and a salad?" she asked tentatively. "Sounds good," he said as he made his way toward her. Her eyes instinctively traveled to his incredible chest. They swept across his broad shoulders to the wide expanse of his powerfully built chest down to his incredibly fine muscular stomach. Sara felt wave of hot lust race through her body. She ached to see how his muscles would feel underneath her fingertips.

Warrick stopped within a few inches of her and huskily whispered her name. Her desire filled eyes flew to his and she groaned. "I'm not going to be able to make dinner if you keep looking at me that way Sara." he said with a slight smirk on his face.

The blush on her face deepened as she quickly turned around scrambling to get the rest of the items he needed to cook dinner with. Once she had everything laid out on the counter, she hastily stepped around him and murmured, "I'll get out of your way." She headed toward the living room when Warrick's deep voice said, "Sara?" "I'm sorry," she whispered as she disappeared out of the kitchen.

Warrick groaned silently. She was so damned cute when she was flustered and the way she looked at him with those lust filled chocolate eyes made his blood boil. He had been thrown for a loop with her request. He had never expected her to ask him to take his shirt off. He had agreed mainly to gage her reaction to seeing his body. He was pleased with her response and the way her lovely cheeks flushed pink. He knew he had gotten to her. He smiled to himself as he began to make dinner.

Sara stood there watching him for a moment, clutching his shirt in her hands, as she watched the muscles move across his sexy back as he cut the tomatoes. He had the most stunning physique of any man she had ever seen. But it was too much for her. She was in over her head and playing a dangerous game based on pure lust. All it would take would be a simple touch of his hand on her overheated skin and she would willingly surrender herself to him.

She sealed her nerves and headed across the kitchen to him. "Warrick," she said quietly. He jumped slightly not realizing she was standing beside him. He looked at her serious face and then his gaze traveled to his shirt she held tightly in her grasp. She held it up to him and stammered, "I can't do this. You need to put this back on."

His eyebrows shot up in confusion. He took his shirt from her trembling hand. "What can't you do Sara?" he asked quietly. He felt a sinking sensation in his stomach. He desperately hoped it was not them being together. He watched as she fumbled for the right words to say. Her big brown eyes were full of regret. "I don't know how to do this Warrick. I tried but I feel so nervous, like I'm not doing it right." He looked at her not quite understanding what she was trying to say to him. Sara saw the confusion in his eyes.

"I know you've dated lots of women, hundreds probably. I can count on both hands how many men I've dated. I don't know how to be sexy and provocative." Warrick stopped the rest of her words with a finger to her lips. "Sara you've got to understand that I think you're sexy as hell. You're innocence and honesty is incredibly arousing. God even your blush turns me on. Regardless of how many women I've dated, and just so you know it's not that many," he said with a rolled of his eyes and a small smirk, "I know what I like and I like you. Just be yourself Sara, beautiful, intelligent and captivating. I don't want you to be anything else." he said as his hand caressed her cheek.

Her heart filled with emotion at his kind words. She smiled at him and whispered, "Thank you." She pointed to his shirt that he held in his hand and said, "I thought I could handle seeing you without your shirt on Warrick. But I can't. It's too much." His hand froze on her cheek. "Too much?" he questioned with a knowing gleam in his eye.

Sara felt her cheeks reddened yet again. "In case you don't already know Mr. Brown, you are unbelievably hot." she said with a playful smirk. She watched as the corners of his mouth twitched and a small smile graced his lips. "All that matters to me is that you think I'm hot." he said. "I do," she whispered as she watched his mouth descend toward hers.

He stopped within an inch of her lips and said, "And for the record I think you're unbelievably hot too Sara." As he moved in to claim her mouth with a kiss she pulled away smiling coyly at him. "What happened to the no kissing or touching rule?" she said softly. His gorgeous eyes danced with mischief as he said, "I don't remember that rule. I know for a fact I would never agree to a rule that would not let me kiss you or touch you. Kissing you and touching you is an absolute must Sara. Don't you agree?"

Sara nodded her head slowly as she watched his mouth continue its journey to claim hers in a heated kiss. He pulled her up tight against him and her hands roamed eagerly across the muscles of his back. He felt divine. All of Sara's insecurities left her, as she felt his body respond to hers.

Warrick felt her moan against his mouth as his shirt slipped out of his hand. He snaked both of his hands up under her tank top and began to caress her soft skin, gliding his fingertips across her lower back. She pressed herself against him further and devoured his mouth with her hungry lips. Warrick needed more. He slid his hands down to her firm ass and griped it tightly. In one motion he lifted her up and her legs went instinctively around his waist.

She pulled away panting heavily as she felt him turn her and set her up on the counter. His eyes were dark with passion as he reached out to touch her cheek for a moment. He moved in close and brought one of her legs up to wrap around his waist, her other leg automatically followed suite. Both hands curled around her waist to her rear end. Without warning he pulled her quickly to his body. Her most sensitive area making heated contact with his. She gasped in surprise at the feel of him pressing against her so intimately.

"Warrick," she hissed. "Feel what you do to me," he whispered as he placed heated kisses down her neck. She let her head fall back exposing the slender column of her throat to his ravenous lips. Her hands grasped his biceps as he continued his loving journey down her neck. She leaned back even further as his lips softly caressed her collarbone. She mewed in pleasure. Taking her by surprise, his hot mouth nipped at her breast and she thrust against him urgently, wrapping her legs tightly around him. She cried out his name as white hot heat raced through her body. Her heavy lidded eyes locked onto his.

As he reached for the hem of her shirt, the sound of water boiling over the top of the spaghetti pot broke them out of their passionate encounter. "Damn," he muttered as he raced over to the stove. Sara sat there on the counter unable to move, her body still vibrating from the feel of his hot mouth on her skin. She watched him remove the pot and dump its contents into the strainer in the sink. He took a sponge and went back to wipe up the mess on the stove.

Warrick looked over at her and smiled sheepishly. "Sorry about this. I was a little distracted." he grinned. Sara's face flushed again as she smiled at him. "We both were," she said quietly. She slid off the counter hoping her legs would hold her. She bent down and picked up his discarded shirt. He watched her as she walked toward him. "You'd better put this on or we'll never eat." He smiled at her as he reached out to take the shirt from her outstretched hand. He purposely ran his fingers over her hand as he took the shirt. A shot of heated electricity raced through his body as he touched her skin. He searched her eyes to see if she had felt it too. From the immediate coloring of her cheeks he knew she had.

Sara knew her blush had betrayed her yet again. Just the mere touch of his fingers on her skin had sent waves of desire coursing through her body. "I'll set the table," she said quickly as she turned to get the plates from one of her cupboards. He watched her as she moved and he had to fight the urge to go to her and take her in his arms. The level of his desire for her had quadrupled. He didn't think he could wait to have her. He shook his head trying to clear it of all its lustful thoughts. He turned back toward the stove to try to salvage dinner.

Sara sighed in relief when she felt his eyes finally leave her. She had never felt so out of control in her life. Her body was on fire, so full of want and need she didn't know what to do. Part of her wanted to run and lock herself away in her bedroom while the other half of her wanted to beg him to take her right there on the counter. She had always been in complete control of her desire but Warrick made her feel totally powerless. It scared her but at the same time excited her. She wondered what it would be like to lose her self completely in a man. And in her mind Warrick was the perfect choice. He stimulated her beyond reason. She felt him behind her and she turned to give him a shy smile. "Let's eat," he said returning her smile.

They ate in comfortable silence. When they finished they cleared the table together. "I'll do the dishes." she said filling the sink with water. "I'll help," he grinned as he added the dish soap under the stream of water from the faucet. They worked quietly until they both reached for the same glass. Their fingers touched and the heat of electricity shot through their skin. Their eyes locked hungrily. Sara heart pounded in her chest. She did the first thing she could think of to diffuse the suddenly intense situation. Her hand wrapped around the glass and she pulled it up out of the water. She hesitated for only a second before she dumped the cupful of soapy water over his head.

Warrick stood there in absolute shock. He couldn't believe she had actually done that and from the look on her face she was just as surprised. "Warrick, I'm so sorry," she started but laughter soon over took her as she watched the soapy water run down his head. He couldn't help but smile at her surprising playfulness. He moved suddenly and before she realized it he had poured a cupful of water over her head. She sputtered, wiping at the soapy liquid as it ran down her face. Her eyes narrowed as they met his. He knew exactly what her expression meant. War.

She was fast. Before he realized it another blast of soapy water pelted him in the chest and he reciprocated as fast as he could. Sara's laughter filled the kitchen and his heart swelled with emotion at the sound. As he went to grab her to hold her still, she slid out of his grasp and ran laughing into the living room. He caught her easily and threw her down on the couch. She smiled up at him and his heart stopped beating for a moment. Her hair was soaking wet and pushed off of her face. Tiny bubbles seemed to dance on the moist skin of her radiant face. Her tank top was soaking wet and he could clearly see the outline of her breasts through the thin material.

Sara froze and the smile disappeared from her lips as she watched his ravenous eyes devour her. Pure lust flooded her body. "Warrick," she hissed. His hungry eyes met hers and in an instant he was on her. Lips and hands slid frantically across one another skin. He pulled away for a moment and yanked his shirt off. "I need you," he breathed hotly. She understood at once and pulled her tank top off, throwing it on top of his on the floor. "God Sara you are so damn beautiful." he growled as his mouth claimed hers in a passionate opened mouth kiss. Their mouths heatedly consumed one another's, as their hands stroked and caressed each others scorching skin. Their passion was building to the point of no return.

The ringing of her phone slowly penetrated their lust clouded heads. It was the sound of Grissom's agitated voice that finally broke them apart. "Sara I tried your cell and it wasn't on. Why Not? I need you at work ASAP. We've got a kidnapping. Two 4 year old girls, they're twins. Call me." The phone clicked off. "Damn," Warrick said as he slowly sat up. "I'd better turn my cell on so he's not pissed at the both of us." He reached over to her coffee table and picked up the phone he had tossed there earlier. As soon as he turned it on it rang. "Brown," he answered. "Yeah....okay fine....I'll be there as soon as I can." He flipped it closed and he turned to look at Sara.

She had sat up and was running her hands through her tangle hair. "Do you have any idea how incredibly hot you look right now and how badly I want you?" he said softly. She met his eyes and sighed heavily. "Oh I think I do because I'm feeling the same way Warrick." He smiled at her and stood up. He held out his hand and she took it, letting him pull her up. He wrapped her up in his arms, enjoying the sensation of her skin up against his. It felt so right. "You know," he said leaning back to look at her, "We're probably not going to be able to do this for at least the next 36 hours depending on how this case goes." She smiled at him wistfully and said, "I know. But just imagine how it will feel when we finally can." He laughed and said, "It's going to feel like heaven."

Sara smiled at him and pulled his lips down to hers. The kiss was full of promises. They pulled apart reluctantly and Sara said, "Why don't you jump in the shower while I call Grissom back." "You wouldn't happen to have an extra tee shirt I could borrow?" he said as he held up his wet one and handed her hers. She laughed and nodded her head. "Just a sec." She returned a moment later, in a dry top of her own and in her hand was an extra large Harvard tee shirt. He raised an eyebrow in question. "I sleep in it," she answered shyly.

He took it from her hand and leaned down to whisper in her ear. "Do you wear anything underneath? Or are you naked Sara?" Her face flushed hotly at his words and she groaned. "You're not going to make this easy are you?' she whispered back. He chuckled softly and shook his head no as he kissed her neck. "Go take a shower, a very cold shower Mr. Brown." she said with a grin. "And I'm so looking forward to it," he grinned back, "Where's the bathroom?" "Sorry, first door on your right. The towels in there are clean." "Thanks," he said as he kissed her on the nose.

Warrick took a very quick cold shower and toweled off. He slid into his boxers and jeans. He pulled her shirt on over his head and inhaled deeply. Her scent completely surrounded him. So much for the cold shower he thought. He headed down the hallway and froze when he heard her angered voice. "I told you I was sorry Grissom. You're the one who told me to get a life outside the job and I did... It's none of you business Grissom. Why are you doing this now? .... You made it perfectly clear how you feel about me".....Her voice softened as she continued, "Grissom please...No! I am not going to discuss this with you right now... Please.... Fine...I'll be there as soon as I can." She hung up the phone and buried her face in her hands.

Warrick felt all the air in his body leave him. What had he just overheard? He knew that Sara had had feelings for Grissom. But from the sounds of the conversation the boss returned her feelings. He ran his hand tiredly over his face. What the hell had he gotten himself into? He stepped silently in the room and watched her for a moment. She was softly crying. He felt like someone was squeezing his heart. It hurt to realize that she might not feel the same way about him.

Sara looked up and saw the hurt expression on Warrick's face. She wiped at her tears. "I'm going to go now." he said quietly. "You heard that?" she asked tentatively. He nodded his head, his beautiful eyes clouded in uncertainty. She couldn't speak for a moment, the words knotting up in her throat. He took her silence the wrong way and headed toward the door. Fear raced through her body as she realized she was losing him. "Warrick please," she stammered as she desperately grabbed a hold of his arm.

Warrick looked down into her pleading eyes and waited. "It's a long completed story Warrick. We don't have time right now. I promise I'll tell you." She felt him tense underneath her hand. Her eyes filled with tears as she said, "Please don't push me away. Warrick please." She pulled him close to her and captured his mouth in a heated kiss. She let all of her emotions for him fill that kiss. He groaned in response to her need and pulled her tightly against him. She pulled away from him slightly and reigned soft kisses on his face as she whispered "Trust this Warrick please. Trust me. I want you. Please Warrick believe me. Believe this." She kissed him again moaning hungrily against his mouth. He lost himself to her then and knew he would give her anything.

Warrick returned her heated kisses until the need for air made him pull away. He grasped her face between his hands and said, "It's okay Sara. I'm not going anywhere. I trust you." She looked at him with her soulful brown eyes and whispered, "Do you?" He rubbed her cheek gently and said huskily, "You kisses give you away. No one has ever touched me like you have. I can feel your desire for me in every kiss and in every touch. I just hope that you can feel my passion for you the same way."

Sara's eyes glistened with tears at his words. She reached up to trace her finger across his lips. "When you look at me with those amazing eyes filled with desire. I can't quite believe that it's me you're looking at. But when you touch me and kiss me I can feel it from the top of my head down to the tips of my toes. You want me as much as I want you and that makes me feel incredible. I'm not good at relationships Warrick. I feel completely lost. But I'm willing to try with you. I just hope that's what you still want too."

Warrick gave her a sexy grin as he said, "Hell yeah Baby. It's what I want." He leaned down and kissed her tenderly on the lips. "I'll see you at work, okay?" he said as he pulled away. "Definitely," she answered with a smile. He gave her a quick kiss and headed out the door.

As Warrick climbed into his SUV and Sara jumped into the shower, they both thought of the very long shift that awaited them, a shift that would not involve any kissing or touching. They both wished for strength to get through the shift undetected because they knew they were at their breaking point, desire and want were consuming them to the point of distraction.

TBC

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