Never To Late 10?
Grissom gazed at the sexy sight before him. She looked just like an angel. Sara was a vision in an off white crème colored silk night gown. It could almost pass for a formal dress. It was loose and flowed with grace at the bottom. Moving his gaze upward it was snug around all her curves. Along the breast line the fabric was coved with a strip of lace of white silk. The lace extended forming the straps that hugged her shoulders. The sheer robe that graced her back made her look even more like an angel.
"Grissom you dropped something."
He just stared at her
"Grissom?Grissom? You're going to burn the sauce!" she yelled.
"What? Oh yeah," he said frantically searching through the drawers for another spoon.
"Turn it down a little," she said moving into the kitchen turning the stove down.
"Sara, you look ... amazing."
"It's just a night gown," she laughed.
"You make it more than that. You literally look like an angel."
"Grissom stop it," she said stirring the sauce as it finally stopped bubbling.
"You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen."
Grissom took her hand from the spoon and turned her to face him. He placed his hands on the sides of her face forcing her to look at him.
"Sara, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen," he repeated his eyes never leaving hers. "The most beautiful" he whispered into her mouth "In the world" he finished and then kissed her.
Her hands went down the sides of his body, and settled around his waist as he pulled her into and embrace. He kissed the side of her face and whispered in her ear.
"I love you so much Sara. And I never want to love anyone else but you. Ever."
"I don't think I could love anyone but you Grissom. I haven't loved anyone else since I met you."
They held each other for a moment until they heard the grumble of Grissom's stomach. The sound made both of them separate and laugh. Sara bent down and kissed his stomach.
"It's on it's way," she said coming back up to continue with the food.
Their dinner was spent in mostly silence but full of loving gazes. And even a high school game of footsie was played under the table. They were now cleaning the dishes in the kitchen and Sara began to laugh.
"You know Sara, the past few days all you have done is laugh."
"I just can't believe this is happening"
"What?" he asked
"You and me, cleaning dishes after a romantic dinner its just ... "
"The way it should be, always," he said leaning over kissing her "It's something I want to get used to if that's okay with you?"
"Yeah, more than okay," she smiled putting the last of the dishes away.
Grissom grabbed a towel and dried his hands as Sara made her way to the TV.
"So, what movies did you get?" she asked peering into the bag.
"Your choice. I got three that I really like, you pick whichever one suits your liking."
"'A Walk in the Clouds' oh my god that's one of my favorites with the winery and the scenery and of course Keanu makes it even better. 'The Mirror Has Two Faces'? Grissom that one I never would have guessed …so cute ... , lets see" she giggled, "We are so watching this one!" she said taking Notting Hill out of the bag.
"I thought you would get a kick out of that one," he said sitting on the edge of the bed behind Sara.
She placed the movie in the DVD player and stepped back slightly. She lost her footing when Grissom pulled her into his lap. Wrapping an arm around her waist, the other took a hold of her hair brushing it off her neck as he began to suck on her skin just below her hair line.
She settled herself between his legs as he continued at the spot on her neck. She gripped both his legs as he began to suck harder and harder at her flesh.
"Mmmmmm that feels good Griss," she sighed
"Oh really?" he questioned
His arm around her waist began to move lower between her legs. He gently inched the fabric of her gown up toward her waist with his fingers. As the fabric reached just above her knee she lifted herself up as he took both his hands, moving the fabric so it collected around her waist.
As Grissom's hand caressed her stomach, his mouth moved to another spot on the side of her neck pulling at her skin with his lips. She moaned as she felt one of his hands travel lower and his fingers dance along the front of her panties.
"Grissom," she whispered licking her lips.
His mouth never strayed from her neck as his hand moved along the top of her panties. With one hand caressing her stomach, he moved his other under her panties playing with her already wet curls. She responded by moving closer, grinding into his growing erection
He moved inside her, gliding his fingers around her opening . With one hand still on his thigh, she reached the other up and tangled her fingers in his hair. When Grissom moved his fingers to her center she cried out in pleasure.
"Oh Griss," she leaned back into him giving Grissom better access to her neck which he was so fascinated with.
He circled her finger around her center as she continued to grind her hips into him.
"Oh God Grissom!" she breathed.
Satisfied with the mark he left on her, he began to place soft kisses along her neckline.
"Tell me when angel."
"So close Griss ... oh God!"
He felt her begin to shake and turned her face down to him, crushing his lips to hers. Grissom's tongue explored her mouth as she came. Both arms snaked around her waist holding her until her shaking subsided. He slowed the kiss as she tried to regain her breath.
Never breaking the contact of their lips, she twisted around so she was facing him. She brought her hands up and caressed his face. She then worked them downward onto his chest, unbuttoning his shirt as she went.
"Sara, I don't think …"
She put a finger to his lips.
"Shhhhh"
"Sara, we shouldn't ... "
She placed a kiss on his lips.
"Relax," she whispered kissing her way down his chest.
She ran her fingers down his chest as she reached the bulge in his pants. Once her lips made contact with him, Grissom leaned back, using his hand for support and gasped.
She played with the hair on his chest as she moved up and down on him. As she moved faster and faster she knew he wasn't going to last that long. He encouraged her movements by running a hand though her hair
"I can't hold on much longer Sara, Oh God!" he moaned
She looked up into his eyes.
"No one said you had to," she said tracing him with her tongue.
She took all of him in her mouth and moved faster until she felt him release into her mouth. He fell back onto the bed in pure ecstasy. As he caught his breath she pulled his pants back to cover him up and began to crawl on top of him making her way to his mouth.
As she kissed him, his arms came around her and pressed her body to his. With a sudden movement he turned her over and broke the kiss.
"You are an incredible woman," he said kissing her again.
"You're not to bad yourself Blue Boy!" she giggled
"That's it!" he said beginning to tickle her side
She squirmed underneath him begging him to stop. She was at the point of tears when he finally gave up and laid down next to her. After her laughter ceased she snuggled into his side as his arms came around her. As Grissom reached for the remote on the other side of her, Sara nuzzled into his neck placing soft kisses on him every so often. Grissom hit play and somewhere between Hugh Grant finding his Mrs. Flintstone and the sisters birthday party they both fell asleep….together.