When you love someone, and you want them, you do what it takes…you make SURE they see you….

Catherine's words rang in Sara's head as she held the DVD in her hand, She put the DVD back and pulled two random ones from the lower shelf and stood up.

"Towanda…" she mumbled under her breath as she walked over to the living room furniture. She tossed the DVDs onto the coffee table and carefully leaned against the leather chair and pushed it around to face the front door. She sat down to make sure it lined up perfectly before she jogged softly to the back bedroom. He'd be home any minute, she didn't have a lot of time.

A few minutes later, Grissom's Denali pulled into the driveway. The headlights shining into the window as he turned in. Sara took her position and waited for him to walk in the door. A big breath in and exhaled through her lips to calm her nerves.

He was humming as he sifted through his keys in his hand. His other hand occupied holding the bottom of the paper bag nestled in his arm. The frozen tubs in the bag made his skin tingle where it touched him.

Grissom was looking down when he opened the door and shut it quickly behind him. He projected his voice as he peered into the bag, trying to recall the name of the ice cream.

"I'm back. They didn't have your regular, but I thought you'd like…"

Grissom's next words were disrupted by the sound of the paper bag hitting the floor as it slipped from his arms. His mouth was left hanging open in disbelief. The keys in his hand were in danger of being dropped themselves before he gripped his fist around them, clenching them tightly. His mouth suddenly feeling dry, he closed his mouth and swallowed hard as he looked up up and down for what felt like the 10th time in the last 30 seconds.

Her hair was down. It had been in a pony tail all day, but now it was down, sporting a small wave just above where it rested on her shoulders. Her collar bones were outlined by the soft light of the lamp. The deep pockets above the bone were shadowed, begging to be kissed and searched. Her breasts were perky, nipples erect. He wasn't sure how long she'd been sitting there and whether she was just cold and in need of warmth or just as turned on as he was looking at her. Her casted arm rested in the sleeve held against her stomach. One of her legs was crossed over the other, hiding the center he longed to see. Instead he followed the glimmering light that bounced off her silky leg, she had legs for days. His hands could roam her legs for hours and never tire. Her ankles sat just above the satin black material of her heels.

Sara Sidle is in heels…

Naked and in heels…

In my chair.

Sara smiled and pursed her lips as she pulled the two DVDs from her sling, holding them in her hand and reading the titles.

"So, we have three options….A Western….a comedy…or"

Grissom extended his neck, as if his ability to breathe relied on her next words.

"Or?"

Sara paused. Setting the DVDs on the arm of the chair, she uncrossed her legs slowly, giving him a quick glimpse at the most perfect triangle he'd ever seen before she crossed her other leg over again.

"Or…a romance."

Grissom quickly released his fist and dropped the keys to the floor before quickly stepping towards her. He leaned forward and put his arm under the back of her knees, his other behind her back and lifted her from the chair without effort. Sara threw her arm around his neck as he carried her slowly into the bedroom, never taking his eyes off of her.

Once in the bedroom, Grissom sat on the side of the bed, placing Sara in his lap. He ran his hands down her legs, snaking across her ankle till he could reach the top of the heel and slipped it off each of her feet. His hands roamed from her ankle up through her inner thigh before cutting across her stomach to her hip. His other arm held her back supporting her in his lap as he kissed her collar bone. Sara pushed in to him, making him lean back into the bed. Sara slowed herself to lay on top of him, leaning to her side on her elbow. The inside of her leg was rubbing against the fabric of his jeans, pressing herself into his thigh. His hands continued to roam the higher regions of her leg and back of thigh till he had enough leverage to roll her over onto her back. He straddled her legs and held himself up as he pulled his t-shirt from the center of his back over his head. Sara grabbed it from him and tossed it to the side of the bed.

When he leaned down to kiss her again, Sara and Grissom both reached of this button of his pants, working together to push them down and free his member to rest against her already naked body. He lowered himself onto her, immediately warmed as the length of her body came into contact with his. Careful to not lean into her arm he slowly rocked into her body with his, kissing her gently from her jaw to her neck. His hand was tangled in her hair, stroking her with his thumb. He hadn't even entered her yet and already his body was overwhelmed with pleasure as their skin stuck together. Sara's free hand was tracing circles on his hip.

"Sara…"

Grissom called to her through his kisses, hoping she'd hear him out.

"Hmm?..."

He stopped his kiss and looked to her face. His hand placed softly against the abrasions that covered the right side of her face.

"i don't want to hurt your arm…"

He could see the brown in her eye get darker as the words left his lips. Instinctively, he put his index finger to her lips gently.

"…listen, please. Will you try something with me?"

Sara softened when she realized he wasn't actually trying to stop them. They both needed this connection, but he was right. If it ended up in more hurt, it would only set them back.

"I trust you."

Grissom kissed her lips and mouthed thank you before he sat on back onto his knees. Sara's legs were pinned between his. He raised his right leg enough to pull her left one out from under him and rolled her to her right side. Each touch he made with her, was accentuated as his finger tips lingered on her skin. He grabbed her left leg and wrapped it in front of his waist. Sara catching on to his plan, tucked her ankle to his back. Sara remembered this, she had seen the pictures before, but they hadn't tried it yet. As her memory served her right, he had lingered on the page explaining the encounter potentially hoping to use it later.

Sara smiled and relaxed her body as she twisted her back so she could face him. He was still bent at the knees and positioned at her center, straddling her right leg only. He scooted forward and entered her slowly as he leaned over her. The angle giving him deeper access, Sara ran her long fingers across the hairs on his thigh. Her nails gently scraping him as they pressed firmly into him. Grissom used one of his arms to hold her leg to him, wrapping his hands across her hips, his other locked at the elbow to support his weight above her. This position kept all of his weight and pressure away from her arm and face.

Grissom increased his speed as Sara's legs spread further giving him more room within her. Sara watched the vein in Grissom's neck pulse as the muscles in his neck grew tighter with each thrusts. Grissom was focused on Sara's tongue when she licked her lips and bit down to suppress a moan. He leaned up no longer needing the support from the bed and he grabbed onto Sara with both hands. One hand on her breast, flicking the dark circles of his skin while his other focused on her center. The nerve endings across Sara's body didn't know how to respond to all the pleasure points at once. Her breaths because short and heavy with little moans escaping along the way. Grissom's groans sounded almost pained and guttural.

He was thankful for the release earlier in the day, making this moment with Sara now longer than he probably would have lasted before. The sheer excitement of something new was bringing pleasure he hadn't anticipated. Sara's words, 'I trust you' bringing pride and confidence. Thinking of her words, he found himself pushing out his chest and widening his shoulders. His pace quickened, grinding her into the bed, the frame now giving small squeaks under the weight of their thrusts.

Sara's grip on his leg tightened, almost painful as the tip of her nails dug into his skin. Her eyes were shut with the ecstasy flowing through her.

"Look at me…"

Grissom whispered the last words he could before slamming into her. Sara's eyes locked on his when her body fluttered and glitched with pleasure. She watched him bite his lower lip and his eyes widen before they rolled to the top of her head. She couldn't help but press her head into the pillow, pulling her sight from his. But he had already seen what he needed to. The fire in Sara's eyes as he brought her to her peak. His shoulders hunched forward as he shivered through the trailing thrusts, leaving all he had with her.

Sara relaxed her leg and Grissom slowly pulled from her leaning to her side and spooned behind her. The sticky wetness of his member now hitting her backside as he wrapped his leg over hers. He leaned behind himself quickly, pulling the blanket from the corner of the bed and wrapping it over them both, attempting to keep the warmth of the moment just a little bit longer. He snuck his arm gently under hers, holding her casted hand. He kissed her cheek gently as her breaths returned to normal. Sara turned to him and kissed his lips hard. Grissom reciprocated, feeling the same hunger as her. Their mouths needed each other just as much as the other parts of them did.

Grissom squeezed her hand and looked in her eyes.

"Was this okay?"

Aside from being so far from his face, Sara had been overwhelmed with pleasure. And considering her predicament, it hadn't hurt at all.

"Oh, I'm fine. Well…more than fine…" she smirked. "But yeah, my arm wasn't an issue. See, I told you we could have done this a while ago."

Grissom returned the smirk and raised an eyebrow only slightly amused. Sara wiggled, curling herself further into his embrace.

"Do you think the ice cream is still good?" She teased, uncertain how long they'd been grinding in the bedroom.

Grissom had nestled his scruffed jaw into her neck before he heard her question. He paused and raised his lips to her ear.

"Sara, I think we're going to need to set some ground rules about when and when not to purchase ice cream around here."

That's it! I hope you enjoyed it! Please feel free to leave a review! I'm open to constructive* criticism!