It was a slow night at work so I thought of finishing up. Feedbacks would be great. p.s. I have nothing against Kenny G.

Catherine/Sara pairing: dont like it, dont read it

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The Bedroom

Catherine is still holding my hand and leading me in to her room. Okay, this is where she sleeps, naked. On those cream colored satin sheets. Gosh, everything looks perfect in here. Perfect, for a perfect woman like Catherine.

My hands are shaking, she looks at me and smiles, "Sara, are you okay?"

I feel numb. I wanted this. Always dreamed of this, me and Catherine making love, feeling the warmth of her skin against my skin. Hearing her whisper sweet nothings into my ear, hearing her moan my name over and over again.

And now, here we are.

The moment of truth!

"Yeah, I'm okay," I say holding her hand tighter." damn, her hands are soft. Oh, shit. My knuckles are turning white! I think I'm crushing her hand!

"Sara, you're trembling…"

If a dream becomes reality, yeah, sure, I've the right to shake and rattle and roll a bit.

"I'm just… I can/t…I …I don't...," I cant believe I'm stuttering! All these emotions swirling within me, I cant focus.

"Sara, we don't have to do.."

"No," I interrupted her, "I want this so much, Cath. I've always wanted this. I just… I just cant believe its real."

Catherine smiles, and leans close to me, "I want this too. Me and you, Sara. Just me and you."

I look at her, Catherine Willows wants me. Okay, she gets me.

I cup my hands on her face and was about to kiss her, she pulls back a little and whispers, "wait."

For what?

She picks up a remote control near the nightstand. Good golly, are we going to watch TV first? Is this her foreplay? Definitely not a turn on.

She clicks a few button, soon the room is filled with music, "obladi, oblada, life goes on.. Ya! la,la,la,la,la,la,la..."

I try to hide my smile. Definitely the Beatles.

She clicks furiously at the remote, sheepishly mumbling , "sorry, wrong track."

Soon the room is filled with jazz, must be Kenny G. okay, better.

She glides toward me. A real seductress in action.

I just stand there in the middle of the room. The mood soon returns and I feel my heart racing once again.

Closing her eyes, her body starts to sway with the music.

Do I join her or just stay put and wait for instructions? I am in her room. I am under her spell, I am hypnotized by her slow swaying movements.

She comes up to me with a half smile and whispers, "watch but no touch…" Damn rules!

She is dancing so close to me, just inches away. I cannot take my eyes off her face. I feel the heat of her body. I want to hold her, grab her, and rip her clothes off and throw her on top of her satin sheets and explore every inch of her. Damn, it sure is getting hot in here.

"Cath, I cant…"

"Shhh," she puts her finger on my lips and quiets me. Can I suck it? Or even just a lick? I just want to touch her so bad its driving my nuts!

She slowly goes behind me. Her front against my back. I can feel her taut breast, and think to myself that my back is luckier than my front.

From behind her hands slowly touches my waist. I close my eyes and take a quick breath. Her hands keep on traveling upward, Her swaying never stops. I start to follow her rhythm of movement. I cant believe I'm moving as one with Catherine with Kenny G. filling the room with his saxophone.

"Cath…"

"Shhh, Sara, I got you," I feel her breath in my ears and it tingles my spine. Yeah, you sure got me, Catherine Willows. You got me good.

Catherine's hand are now massaging my breasts, oh, god, that feels good.

I reach out from behind and feel her perfect rounded ass and pull her tighter to me.

From behind she's unbuttoning my blouse, from behind I feel for the button of her pants and slowly unzip it. Two can play the game here. Kenny G. as witness.

I cant help it anymore. I am hyperventilating, sweating, wet with passion, my hands are itching to touch her more, my lips want to kiss her, my body is aching for her, I want her, need her, taste her.

I turn around and look at her. Should I kiss her first, touch her first or bring her to bed first? Choices, choices, choices.

Our eyes are locked. I see the want in her face. I also see a small curl of a smile starting to form.

Ahhh, hell. I'll do all three at once.

I kiss her, let my hands travel under her top to her breast while leading her to her satin sheets. This is better now. I'm on top of her. I kiss her furiously and she does the same in return. All the want, the longing, the passion is slowing being released.

I pull from our kiss, and I slowly take off her top. She sits up and helps me out of my blouse. She unhooks my bra and I do the same to hers.

There are no need for words at a time like this. I cant even think of anything to say. I am at awe. I open my mouth to say how beautiful she it but it was met with a kiss.

I lay her back down and start kissing her gently this time. I slowly work my way to her breasts. I like the feel of her nipples harden as I suck it. I like listening to her moan and her hand caressing the back of my neck. My hand is going southbound, I feel a change in her breathing as my hand passes her stomach. My hand with a life of its own slowly goes down in her jeans. I feel her lacy underwear and I go under it.

The way Catherine moans is like hearing a soft wind blow through a quiet evening. You like the feel of it. And I want more of it.

I get up slowly taking her jeans and thong off, she brings up her hips for an easy pull. I unbutton my jeans and take it off, flinging it on the floor.

I'm taking interest on her milky legs, caressing slowly as I work my way up. I see her stomach muscles tighten when I reach her thighs.

Her breathing quickens, arms reaching for my shoulders pulling me inches up. I trace my tongue in her inner thigh sucking gently, my hand slowly playing with her folds.

Her arms steadying me, not wanting me to go upward. I know what she wants. I want to hear it.

"Sara, please…" she begs.

I don't want to disappoint the woman. I want it too.

I slowly shift. My tongue now alternating with flicking and sucking her clit. My hands reach up massaging her breasts. Catherine's moans are getting louder and louder, "Sara… Sara… SARA, SARA, omigod, SARA!" Her hips moving faster and faster.

I bring in two fingers. Thrusting in and out. I feel her nails dig into my shoulders. I add another finger.

My name becomes a dying scream, "SARRAAA, don't stop….." More moaning, grunting.

My fingers thrusting faster and faster. I look up and see her expression, her neck hyper extended, breathing becomes so erratic. I push in deeper and faster. I know she's about to come.

I myself am in a trance by just watching her. I feel I'm about to come too.

My hand is soaked with her juices, I like its warm feeling. I go down again and suck her clit.

My name becomes her breathing.

"Sara...Sara...Sara...Sara...Sara..."

"SAAARRAAAA!"

I feel the spasm of her body. She came. And so did I.

I crawl up to her, my fingers slowing the its thrusting.

I kiss her, she kisses me back hungrily, tasting herself with my lips.

"You sent me way up there, Sara baby," she purrs with a smile.

I pull out my fingers and lick her juice. She takes my hand and says, "let me," and proceeds to suck my finger.

I smile. Totally sexy and arousing.

Me and Catherine, here naked with her satin sheets.

Catherine looks at me, she gets on top and purrs, "I told you before, Sara baby, I always end up on top. My turn, baby."

I like this.

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hope i did justice...