I Love Trips
CHAPTER 4
At 10am Catherine was still knocked out, so Sara snuck out to meet Grissom.
In the boys room, Greg, Nick, and Warrick had stayed up until 9:30 playing paper football, eating, and watching tv. Now Greg was spralled out on the floor with an array of snacks around his wide open mouth. Both Nick and Warrick were on the bed, presenting a perfect blackmailing photograph, but Grissom had resigned since he was the boss anyway, and wanted to see Sara.
Approaching the car, he saw a figure leaning against the back, eyes closed, soaking up the sun. Before she had a chance to move Grissom had an arm on either side of her, effectively blocking her, and captured her lips with his in a demanding kiss. Sara broke it off and whispered to him, "What are you doing, someone could see!"
"We don't know anyone out here."
"The rooms have windows, Gil!"
"Everyone is asleep, nobody is going to see." With that he took her lips again, this time pressing her body into the car with his. Sara moaned and Grissom took the chance to slide his tongue into her mouth, causing her to moan again. Grissom moved his hands to her hips and she tried to press against him harder. His hands then slid over her ass, and down to her thighs. Sara lifted her legs to wrap them around him and pull him closer to her center. This time Grissom moaned and pushed her harder against the car. They seperated for air, but it was only a few seconds before they were together again. Sara started to grind her hips, making Grissom moan again. Sara could feel the pressure of his erection.
Catching her breathe Sara whispered to Grissom, "We have to get somewhere private."
Grissom released her, and started to look around. "There is nowhere!"
"Let's go to your room."
"Sara! Greg, Nick and Warrick are in there!"
"There's a bathroom, isn't there?"
"Sara. No. We can't do that. Not with them in there."
"Fine," Sara started to walk away.
"Wait," Grissom looked at her, then at his door, "Okay, lets go."
Sara put on a seductive smile.
Grissom gently pushed open the door to his room. He tiptoed in, with Sara close behind him, being careful not to step on anything that would crunch. They successfully made it to the bathroom without waking anyone.
Grissom turned towards her and gave her a small smile before passionately kissing her. There togues came together as Grissom unbuttoned her pants and sliding them down her flowing legs, accompanied by her underware. Sara ended the kiss and went for Grissom's pants. Within seconds they were off and Grissom was taking off his shirt. Once they were both undressed Grissom turned on the shower and let Sara step in before joining her. He took the soap and lathered it for Sara. She turned so that her back was to his chest. Pulling her to him, he kissed her neck as he washed her stomach, slowly moving down until he reached her center. Slowly he started to rub her. She moaned and he stilled, whispering shh in her ear, making her shiver. He turned her around so that she was facing him again, and so that the tile was to her back. When she was ready, he slowly entered her, making her whimper. They started to move together until they each climaxed, collapsing into each other's arms.
When they finally left the bathroom, Grissom went out first, to check if the coast was clear.
"Shit."
"What is it?"
"Greg isn't there"
"But we talked to Greg."
"When?"
Flasback Everybody!
Grissom was working an expecially hard case and was getting a migraine. Sara was walking by when she saw him pinching the bridge of his nose. She knew that meant he was getting an extreme headache. She walked in shutting the door behind her.
"Did you bring your medicine?"
"No."
"Gil.."
"Please not now."
"Okay."
She went behind his chair and started to massage the base of his neck. She felt him relax and knew he was feeling better. Just then his chair spun around, effectively knocking her legs out from under her and into Grissom's lap. She wiggled to get comfortable.
"Do I ever tell you that your too good for me and that I love you?"
"All the time," Sara smiled. He captured her lips tenderly, portraying his love and gratefulness to her.
Greg had taked that opportune moment to barge into Grissom's office, looking down at a file, with a grin from ear to ear. When he looked up to find his boss's arms full with a big-eyed, brown-haired coworker, his jaw had dropped to the floor.
"Greg... Please close the door and sit down." Greg did as Grissom asked as Sara hopped off his lap and perched on Grissom's desk.
"Greg, what you saw here is not to leave this room, or be told to anybody else. Got it?" Greg nodded, wide eyed, jaw still hanging. "Now don't you have some work to do?" Greg had silently left the room, going back to work.
End Flashback
"Oh yeah."
"I'm still amazed that he kept his mouth shut this long. That was what? Six months ago?"
"Me too."