Thanks to everyone for being patient. I figured I'd reward you now lol. I've seen way more graphic stuff posted so here's hoping I don't get in to trouble lol.
Part Twelve
It's been a few weeks since I convinced Sara to stay the night with me and things have been slowly progressing. Nothing heavy; we talk a lot, and spend time together. Mostly just relaxing, although there has been plenty of kissing and I've had to pull back on more than one occasion for fear of my hormones getting the better of me and me doing something she's not ready for.
She's slowly letting me back in and I couldn't be more grateful for the second chance. I haven't tried to define what's between us, and I refuse to pressure her into anything. I'll wait until she decides it's time. When I'm with her though, cuddled up on my sofa, everything is perfect; I just hope she feels the same way.
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Shift is boring tonight, Grissom decided we needed to get all our paperwork up to date, but what actually happened was I'm stuck doing paperwork while he was called out.
The fact that Sara had asked me to her place after breakfast wasn't helping with the dragging time issue either. Looking at my watch I see shift is almost over, thank god for that.
Sara isn't back yet so I head to the break room to wait for her.
She appears about twenty minutes later looking happy.
"Hey Hun, you're looking happy with yourself."
"Ah, that's because I am, got a confession of my suspect thanks to the fingerprints I pulled from my vic's car yesterday."
"Ah, well done, you ready to go."
"Yep, just gotta grab my jacket from the locker room."
We head down there and while I'm waiting outside for her I bump into Greg. We've hardly spoken since I blew up at him, and when we have, I've kept it strictly work related. I know I should apologize; it's been weeks after all. But I've been too preoccupied with Sara to worry about him. I don't even know how Warrick explained my outburst, but I know he isn't the sort of guy who would share that kind of information without making sure it was okay.
I'm sure he cringes when he sees me. "Hi Catherine." I can clearly hear the trepidation in his voice. I'll cut him some slack, it's not like he even did anything wrong, really.
"Hey Greg, you doing okay?" He smiles when I don't automatically bite his head off.
Sara chooses that moment to exit the locker room.
"Hi Greg."
"Cool, you're both here; I wanted to apologize for the other week. I'm not really sure what I've done, Warrick was sketchy with the details, but I upset you both, obviously not my intention."
"Thanks Greg, although I should apologize, I had no right flipping on you like that, you weren't to know, so I'm sorry."
"I still don't know." He grins. "But that's cool, it looks like you guys are friends now, which is good."
"Yeah it is, thanks Greggo, we're gonna go grab food, catch you later." Sara offers.
"Although I did have to laugh. I'm glad everything's cool with you both now, but the thought of you two together is ridiculous."
As soon as his words register Sara's happy mood disappears. God can he ever not put his foot in it. I want to screams at him again, but it's not his fault.
"Yeah, bye Greg." Sara says then walks away. I don't even say bye, just follow her. I open the door to the parking lot hoping she hasn't left without me and feel relief was over me when I see her waiting in her car. I climb in and turn to talk to her; obviously Greg's words have put doubt in her mind.
"Can we talk at my place?"
She knew what was coming. "Okay, sure."
She nods as she starts the engine. Neither of us talks on the way, I'm beginning to think she was right, we should just give up. I'm not sure I can handle all these ups and downs.
We walk in silence up to Sara's apartment.
"He's wrong." She says as she closes the door behind herself and walks over to me.
"What?"
"Greg, he's wrong, the thought of me and you together is anything but ridiculous."
"I thought he'd put doubts in your mind."
"The opposite actually." She says bringing her hands up to my hips. "I think I knew the morning I woke up with you, I should have said something, but I needed to be sure before I told you how I felt. Then as soon as Greg said that, all I could think was how wrong he is. How it felt right waking up with you, how right it feels being with you and that if the offer of giving this a chance is still open, I'd very much like to take it."
I'm staring at her in total awe; I thought for sure she'd decided to give up. I throw my hands around her neck, pulling her in for a quick kiss. "Of course it's still open." I'm absolutely ecstatic.
"Excellent." She replies with a smile before pulling me in for another kiss.
Her tongue seeks entrance to my mouth and I happily grant it.
Her hands make their way slowly up my sides pulling me to her as they go, ghosting over my breasts before tangling themselves in my hair, pulling me deeper into her kiss. There's an urgency in this kiss that I've never felt from her before, and it's making me weak. I feel and hear her groan in pleasure as I tease her with my tongue, taking her bottom lip between my teeth, sucking it gently.
When oxygen becomes a problem I reluctantly pull back, gasping for breath. I feel her tilt my head back as her lips attach themselves to my neck, finding my pulse point and flicking her tongue over it, making me whimper. I want to move my hands from their resting place on her waist but the way she's touching me is making thought almost impossible, never mind major motor skills.
"I want you…now." She says returning her mouth to mine. Her words send shivers down my spine as her hands leave my hair and immediately slip under my top; running around to my back, tracing random patterns. She starts walking us backwards towards her bedroom and we're just about to cross the threshold when I stop her, and pull back so I can look at her.
I take a few minutes to get my ragged breath under control, a task not helped by her still moving hands.
"What's up? Too soon? I totally understand if…" She makes to step back from me but I don't let her, shaking my head no.
"That's not it, I want this, I want you, god do I want you." I cut her off bringing my hand up to run my fingers across the soft skin of her cheek.
"But once we do this." I gesture towards the bed with my hand. "There's no going back." The affect her kisses and simple touches have on me leave no doubt in my mind about that. "So if you're anything less than one hundred percent sure, if there's any doubt whatsoever at all; then we shouldn't."
"You may have noticed that I'm pretty much an all or nothing kind of girl, I don't do things by halves. There's no way I'd be here right now if it wasn't what I wanted. I'll always have doubts and insecurities but I do want this. You're pretty much stuck with me now." She smiles.
That's all I needed, she is so mine now. "Actually I do have one big doubt." I'm about to freak when she lowers her mouth to my ear "I highly doubt you'll need so many clothes for this next part."
Then her teeth are nipping at the skin just below my ear and everything fades away besides her. She resumes her earlier action of pushing us into the bedroom, only stopping when my legs hit the bed.
A huge part of my wants to tear her clothes off, throw her on the bed and make her scream till she passes out; but I know there will be time for that later. Right now I want to reassure her, show her how much I care for her.
I feel her hands slowly moving up my sides, taking my top with them, lifting my arms to help her remove it. Mimicking her actions as I remove her top, running my fingertips over her stomach and chest, revelling in the silky softness of her skin.
I move in closer to her and kiss her again, bringing my hands up her back to undo her bra. I slowly move the straps down her arms, caressing her skin as I go, swallowing her moans.
I grab her hips and turn her around, pushing us on to the bed, climbing on top of her, straddling her then immediately leaning down to recapture her mouth. I reach around and undo my own bra; I'm impatient to feel her skin on mine.
The first touch makes us both moan; I wasn't prepared for how soft she feels beneath me. I moan again as her hands slide over my ass. Her fingers move to my front and she pops the button on my jeans.
I move my mouth to her neck as she slides my zip down. Sliding her hands just inside then moving them back around to my backside, pushing my jeans over my hips as she goes. I few slightly awkward moves later my jeans join the rest of the clothes on the floor.
I move my mouth down to her chest, kissing and caressing every bit of skin available.
Bringing my hands up to rid us both of our remaining clothes. I need to feel all of her. A minute later and I'm straddling her, gasping at the sight of a beautifully naked Sara underneath me.
"You are perfect." I run my fingers across her cheek. I want to stay here and just look at her forever, just drink in this perfect sight but my body most definitely has other ideas.
I slowly lower myself on to her; bringing my lips to hers, moaning as our tongues start moving. Kissing her for long moments before moving my mouth to her neck, then slowly kissing my way down to her chest. Her hand comes up to keep my head in place as I finally reach her breasts. Taking my time to kiss around each one before focusing my attention on her straining nipples, her back arches as I take one into my mouth, laving it with my tongue. I can't describe how it feels to be with her like this to have her arching beneath me and gasping at my touch.
She moans my name when I move my attention to her other nipple, hearing it only serving to slow me down, make me want to spend longer exploring her body and hearing her moan.
I move to her stomach, kissing my way around, feeling her muscles twitch every time I kiss her.
I'm pulled from my course by her hands pulling my head up to catch my mouth in a searing kiss.
I grab her sides and roll us over; I want her on top of me.
Her leg comes to rest between mine and with a roll of her hips she presses her thigh into me. Christ it feels incredible.
"Sara..." I manage to gasp out as she rolls her hips again.
I bring my hands to her hips to stop their movement, I want her to be first and if she keeps that up I won't be coherent enough to care soon.
She has a slight look of confusion on her face at my actions but I just pull her head down to mine, bringing our lips together.
My hand moves from her hip to her lower stomach moving as slow as my raging desire will allow.
Pulling back from our kiss to watch her reaction as I slide my fingers lower, gasping as they are enveloped by liquid heat, this feels so sexy. She hisses my name as her eyes flutter closed and her hips start rocking.
"You're so beautiful." I'm mesmerised by the sight before me, eyes closed, breath ragged, skin flushed, lost in sensation, she looks amazing.
She's moaning almost constantly now, it's the sexiest thing I've ever heard, I feel my own body respond to her.
I finally slip my fingers inside, slowly filling her, moaning right along with her at the sensation. I want to give her all the pleasure I can so I curl my fingers with each slow thrust.
"Catherine...you...feel...so good." She manages to gasp out between panting.
Her mouth crashes into mine as her hips pick up speed; I keep my fingers in time with her hips, letting her take what she needs. Feeling her tightening around my fingers I pull away from our kiss.
"Sara, look at me." I need to see the exact moment she goes over the edge and have her know it was me that took her there.
"Please, I need to see you." Her eyes slowly open and I can see her fighting to focus them on me.
A moment later she goes ridged, moaning my name long and low as her body shakes in release, I keep moving inside her, wanting to draw out her pleasure. She throws her head back as she rides out her release, before collapsing on to me. She moans again as I withdraw my fingers, making me want her all over again.
"You are amazing." She says after her breathing returns to normal.
"No baby, you're the amazing one, you looked so beautiful." I reply, lightly kissing her on the forehead.
She doesn't lift her head of my shoulder for a good few minutes and I'm content to just hold her.
"Why did I not jump you as soon as I saw you?" She jokes, finally lifting her head to meet my eyes.
I move her hair behind her ear. "I doubt I'd have been very receptive then."
"Ah, well I'm hoping that's changed, I can only assume you're not in the business of giving any old work colleague a mind-blowing orgasm?"
"Well, only the really special ones." I joke back. She slides off me and snuggles into my side.
"Good, although I fully admit to being the jealous type."
"Well it's a good job you have nothing and no one to be jealous of." I say seriously; in case there's any part of her that needs to hear it.
She smiles big at me before continuing. "Anyway you never answered my question, I take it you'd be receptive to my advances now?"
"Oh yeah, very receptive."
"Good, I'm glad to hear that."
I'm about to make a reply when my lips are otherwise engaged and as the hand she had resting on my stomach makes its way south, all I can do is feel.
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Sam