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Authors: Jacquie and Sassy
Beta: SidleChick
Chapter 16He removed her shoes. She sighed with contentment, as he removed the rest of her clothes slowly. She had tried to remove his as well, but he wouldn't let her. He made sure she was comfortable before sitting on the bed beside her. He began removing his clothes as well.
"Let me." Sara reached for his shirt again. This time, Grissom let her undo his shirt. She unbuttoned his shirt one button at a time with a kiss to his chest between each. She let her fingers graze over one of his nipples, while removing the shirt completely.
Grissom closed his eyes and sighed.
She went to work on his pants. Her hands were shaking. She didn't know why. It wasn't like this was their first time. She couldn't make them stop. She continued to unbuckle his belt and popped the snap on his jeans. She slowly inched down the zipper. She freed him from the restraint of his boxers and bent to kiss him tenderly. Grissom's hands went on top of Sara's as he pushed down his pants and boxers the rest of the way down.
"I can't believe we are here doing this. It all feels like such a dream, Gil. Sometimes I am scared of waking up and finding you gone and me alone. I love you." She took him in her hands and began to massage him slowly. She kissed down his neck, then his chest. She kissed the tip of his shaft and lightly licked up and down it.
Grissom groaned as his eyes closed, letting Sara do what she wanted...letting her go at her own pace. She slowly worked her way back up to his mouth. She kissed him softly. "Gil, open your eyes. Look at me." She kissed him again softly.
He obeyed, slowly opening his eyes. He smiled at her. "Will you hold me for a little while so we can talk?" Sara asked unsure. She knew he was ready to make love, but she really just needed to talk now. She had to know how he felt about her, the baby, and everything that was going on right now.
Grissom gently took Sara in his arms. "What's up, sweetheart."
"Nothing really. I just want to talk about us and the baby. How does this baby make you feel?" Sara asked and looked down at their entwined fingers.
"Scared and excited," Grissom told her honestly.
"What are you scared about?" She didn't really know about his past. About when he was a boy. She wanted to ask him out right but was afraid.
"Because I never had a father growing up...I know I don't want that for our child, but what if I screw up, Sara?" He looked into her eyes. "What if I let you down?"
"You could never let me down, Grissom. I've waited to long for this. For us. This baby is going to love you. You don't have to be perfect. I am scared as hell too. I've never had another life depend on me. Where was your father, Griss?"
"He always had his nose down a beer mug." Grissom's voice was soft.
Sara momentarily thought back to her drinking days. Did it hurt him when I was drinking? When he had to come get me and take me home? "I never knew, Gil. I am sorry. Where is he now?"
"Up in Canada somewhere. We uh...we never talk. He wants nothing to do with me."
"I am so sorry." She didn't like that he was hurting and couldn't do anything about it. She hugged him tighter.
Grissom sat up and cupped Sara's face in his hands. "I will never do that to our child," he promised.
"I know. You will be his or her rock, Gil. I know that. You don't have to convince me." Sara pulled his head down to her bare chest and held him to her.
"I love you, Sara," Grissom whispered as he felt tears coming to his eyes.
She held him as the sobs wracked his body. "I'm here now. I am not going anywhere." She had never seen him cry and it broke her heart. She held him and cried for him. "I love you too."
"Please don't leave me," he begged her . "Please."
"I'm here for the long haul. Never going anywhere unless you want me too." Sara told him as she pulled his face up to look at her. She wiped the tears from his face and kissed where they had been. "I couldn't live without you, Grissom."
"Don't want you to go anywhere," Grissom whispered.
"Never." She kissed him again. She pulled him up to her. She began caressing his body slowly. They made love slow and tender that time. They held on to each other for dear life. They climbed and crawled to ecstasy over and over. Making love took several hours. Then when they were done, they made love again.
Grissom slowly rolled off of Sara. His chest continued to heave as he closed his eyes.
"I love you." That was all Sara could say. She had no words to describe how she felt on the inside. How he made her feel every time he touched her.
Grissom gathered Sara in his arms, and kissed her. "Thank you, baby. For loving me so much."
"Don't thank me. If not for you, I would be an alcoholic and a low life. I was heading down that path that night I got pulled over. You made the right choice picking Nick." It took all Sara had to admit that to him.
Grissom didn't know what to say to that. "Maybe you weren't ready then, Sara, but I'm more than happy to promote you now. And it's not because you agreed to be with me." he added quickly.
"I'm still not ready. I got things I need to deal with, and work through before adding more pressure from work. But thank you all the same, and I didn't agree to be with you, Grissom. It was the way it has to be. We fit each other. Like a lock and key, we can only work together. Apart didn't work. And we both tried hard to stay apart, but no go. I need you like you need me."
Grissom closed his eyes and let the subject of work drop.
"So you think this baby will have brown eyes or blue?" Sara asked. She closed her eyes to try and picture their child.
"I hope the baby looks like you," Grissom told her.
"Well, poor kid is already going to have wild curls. There will no way around that." Sara said as she ran her hand through his salt and pepper curls. She loved his hair and those eyes so blue you could drown. She sighed. "As long as she gets your smarts, I don't care who she looks like."
Grissom caressed her softly. "You're beautiful and smart, Sar."
"Yeah. I had to keep my head in a book nonstop to be where I today. Not you. You just get things. You got book smarts without cracking the book. How'd you do it?"
"Who said I didn't crack books?"
"Come on!" Sara told him looking at him with incredulity. "You know everything."
Grissom raised an eyebrow. "That's flattering, sweetheart, but I think a gross exaggeration."
"Okay so maybe you crack a book every now and again." Sara teased. She yawned. "You make me so happy."
"Sleep baby," Grissom whispered as he kissed her forehead and caressed her. She sat up a little so she could kiss him. She slipped her tongue into his mouth to tangle with his. The kiss was slow and unhurried. "I had to give you a good night kiss, Love. Sweet dreams." Sara told him as she turned on her side and pulled his arms around her from behind and snuggled into his chest with her back.
"If you want we can keep the yacht all day tomorrow too,' Grissom murmured in Sara's ear.
"No waiter or cook? I don't wanna leave this bed except to pee and get something quick to eat, and it is a deal."
"Whatever my princess wants."
"Thank you kind sir. You will be rewarded. I promise. So be a good boy and hold me tight and sleep with me."
Grissom kissed Sara's hair as he continued to caress his Sara. His beautiful angel. Sara turned to face him. She kissed him. He had aroused her again with all his touches. She began touching him with tenderness everywhere her fingers could reach.
"I love you, sweetheart."
"I love you too. I want to feel you inside me, Gil." She touched his already aroused member with soft gentle caresses. She wanted him to want it too.
Grissom gently rolled on top of Sara again, wanting to appease her. He buried his face in her shoulder as they began again.
It began slow at first, but Sara needed it to be different this time. She rocked her hips to meet his. She began moving faster and faster until he began to pound into her the way she needed him too. "Gil, Don't stop...harder."
Grissom groaned her name as he pushed harder into her. His eyes squeezed shut. Sara clung to him as the wave of pleasure poured from her center. She felt like she was drowning, and he was the only thing keeping her afloat.
"G...i...l" was all she could say.
She held him to her tightly as she came back down to earth. Her hips were still meeting his thrusts with fervor. She wanted him to let go and enjoy this feeling with her. He groaned and shuttered one final time before collapsing on top of Sara.
"Grissom, did you take Viagra before getting on the boat tonight?" Sara asked. She was amazed that they had made love three times in one night.
Grissom chuckled softly. "What can I say, Princess? You inspire me."
"Maybe it the hormones, but I could do this forever."
Grissom chuckled again. "I'm getting worn out , baby. The old man needs his sleep."
"Do not call my man old. Do you understand me?" She tried to be commanding but couldn't pull it off. She snuggled closer to him and closed her eyes.
"Sleep, baby," Grissom whispered as he kissed her hair.
"Love you." She whispered before letting sleep overtake her body.
