Chapter 3
Three months after she first started Sara finally felt like she was excepted by the rest of the team, they had even invited her to OVER EASY a few times for breakfast after shift. The way Grissom treated her had not changed, despite the fact that she flirted with him every chance that she got. Sara was in love, there was not doubt about it and she didn't care how long it took him to come around, she would wait. More then once she would wake, wet between her legs because of a dream about him.
Tomorrow would be Sara's one year anniversary - one year since she joined the team - how time flew. Nick, who more then once had asked her out, suggested that they go to dinner.
"Just to celebrate the fact that you made it this far," he said, laughing, "You don't have to consider it a date - just you and me eating. I mean you have to eat - right?"
Reluctantly Sara agreed to go, she didn't want anyone to think that she and Nick were an item.
"Yes. As long as you don't consider it a date," she said loud enough for everyone to hear.
Grissom sat at his desk and watched as Nick and Sara walked out, he had intended to ask her himself but Nick was just a little faster.
Gil was not sure when his view of Sara changed from skinny kid to the woman she had grown into, but he was sure he wanted to investigate the new feelings he was developing. Grissom shook his head, stood, walked to his door and shut off his lights.
"What makes you think she is interested in an old coot like you when Nick is chasing her all the time," he said to himself.
"So how was your date?" Grissom asked Sara the next day.
"It was not a date and dinner was ok," Sara said, storming away from him.
It had been a year and Gil Grissom was no closer to wanting to be with her then he was that day so long ago. Sara had decided that enough was enough - she was going to take a job on the east coast that a friend had told her about. Sara wanted to get as far away from him as she could. Her mind was made up, this would be her off weekend, she would pack and leave; just mail Grissom a letter. Sara heart broke, each time she seen him she wanted to cry so the rest of the day Sara avoided Grissom.
That Friday Grissom had tried more then once to talk to Sara but he couldn't find her. She was avoiding him. He was not sure why but he intended to find out.
At her apartment, Sara poured herself a drink and called her friend to tell her she would take the job, Mary was not home so Sara just left a message.
Sara looked at her watch, her laundry must be done by now so she started for the door. Sara's heart jumped when she opened the door.
"I didn't expect to see you here," she said to Grissom.
"I wanted to see you," he said, "but all day long you were no where to be found."
"I've been busy," Sara said, "What is it you needed?"
"I wanted to give you this and to see if you wanted to grab a bite to eat," Grissom said, handing her a box.
Inside the box was a necklace, the chain was silver and the drop was in the shape of a Sand dollar.
Sara smiled, "You remembered."
Gil just nodded as he hooked it on her, "Dinner?"
"Yes," she said.
Dinner was at a small restaurant called The Warf, the seafood was exquisite and the evening beautiful.
"I wanted to do this for your anniversary," Gil told her, "But Nick asked you first. He is a good kid, you two make a cute couple."
Sara looked at him, "It was dinner. We are not a "couple" we're friends."
Gil blushed, then took her hand, "I'm glad because I want to explore the possibility of US becoming a couple."
Sara's heart almost stopped, how long had she wanted to hear those words.
"That is a very good possibility," she said, smiling at him.
Grissom paid the bill and suggested they take a walk, Sara agreed. A little bit away from the restaurant Gil stopped, pulled in a deep breath and let it out slowly.
"From the first time I seen you I know there was something special about you," he started, "I doubt I had ever meet anyone like you. More then once I had wondered what had happened to that skinny little kid that didn't wrinkle her nose at the smell of decomp or run screaming from a bug."
Sara chuckled, "She grew up."
"Into a beautiful woman," Gil said, as he caressed her cheek.
Sara turned her face to his hand and kissed it. Gil smiled.
"I'm not really sure when it happened but one day the pupa that I had asked to come work with me opened and turned into a beautiful butterfly," Gil told her, sure he was sounding foolish but hoping she would know what he meant.
Deciding that now was as good a time as any to tell him just how she felt, Sara took his face in her hands and kissed him.
"I have loved you from the first day I seen you," she whispered.
Gil smiled, "I guess I'm a little slow, it took me a while longer."
Gil pulled her into his arms and kissed her. As they walked back to his car they talked. Sara confessed to him that she had kept track of him and knew all about him, this just made him blush. At her place Gil once more kissed her.
"You should get some sleep, you have work tomorrow," Gil said.
"We do and we should," she answered, taking his hand and leading him into the apartment.
"Sara," he whispered, "This can't be a one night thing."
Sara locked the door behind them, "I know, I don't want it to be."
She took his hand and walked toward her room.
One hand cupped her cheek tenderly as he leaned in and kissed her. A sweet and soft kiss that made them both tremble. Breaking the kiss, Gil pressed his forehead to hers and breathed her in. His fingers moved to unbutton her blouse.
The garment fell to the floor and his hands slipped over her shoulders, fingertips grazing the straps of her bra. He looked into her eyes, she was more beautiful and erotic then he had imagined.
Slowly they undressed each other, exchanging soft kisses and tender caresses as they did. Gil eased her to the bed. Tenderly he pulled first one then the other of her nipples into his mouth, sucking at them.
Never leaving her nipples his hand eased down her body. Gil moaned softly as he found her womanhood, warm and wet - waiting for him. Gil's thumb gently flicked at her nub then gently he inserted first one then a second finger in her.
Gil kept his movements soft and gentle as he brought her to a sweet and tender orgasm. Watching her come apart under his touch was almost more then he could stand.
He began kissing a path down her body as she lay trembling in her post orgasmic bliss. Gil smoothed a palm along one inner thigh spreading her legs open, then he lowered his head to lick at her folds. Gil licked and sucked on her nub, making her shiver and moan. Her pink nub was still over-sensitized from the first orgasm. Gil sucked and flicked her nub, causing Sara to explode and release her juices into his mouth. Hungrily he swallowed them. Gil moved up her body and kissed her softly.
"You taste so sweet," he whispered, as he eased her legs further open and raising above her.
Sara's body tightened as he slowly he pushed his manhood into her until he was all the way in. Gil stopped, giving her body time to adjust to his size. When he felt her body relax, he knew she was ready.
Slowly, he pulled back until he was almost all the way out. His downward thrust brought another sweet cry and a deep groan. He kept it slow and even, making sure she wasn't in pain.
The clench of her walls was pulling at his manhood making his mind go blank with lust. Soon the pace increased and he began to thrust harder. With every inward plunge, Sara moaned softly, encouraging him to keep going.
Gil reached between their bodies to rub her nub with his thumb.
She trembled and bucked as his rubbing thumb and thrusting manhood brought her to yet another orgasm. His hips jerked harder when she clamped down on him with her climax. He lost his control at last, plunging hard and fast.
Sara cried out, right on the heels of her orgasm she felt the building of another, she thought she was going to explode.
Her body trembled in Gils arms and she came yet again, calling his name and almost sobbing with the sensation.
Gil was lost to lust, making her come once more before his own back arched and he growled loud and deep spilling himself into her. She could feel his manhood throb and pulse within her, never had anything felt so beautiful.
Gasping as he leaned his head against her damp shoulder.
Gil shivered in aftershocks, his length still in her, he sought her mouth kissing her softly.
Gil slowly eased himself from her, Sara nestled close to him.
"I love you," he whispered.