Chapter 8

A/N I hope you are enjoying!

SMUT ALERT – If you don't like SMUT don't read this chapter! But since you all know I am a smut-er, I'm pretty sure you knew this was coming!

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They woke up the next afternoon wrapped in each other's arms. It felt great. Sara thought that she had been dreaming, but when she smelled his musky scent, she knew it was real.

Grissom, on the other hand, woke up with his recent morning problem. An erection. Since the incident with Trent at the asylum, they had become closer and she figured predominantly in most of his dreams. But he never expected to be so close to her. And the closeness of her body, her sweet scent, her soft hair, all were having an embarrassing affect on his body.

He knew he was in love with her, but he was scared. More scared than he had been of anything. He had worked so hard to have the career he had wanted and having an affair with a subordinate might be a career ender. But he had come to realize that loving Sara was something he was not going to be able to deny and that if it meant leaving his job, he would be fine.

Think of dead puppies, he thought to himself. He felt things beginning to relax until she moved up against him and ran her fingers through his soft, curly hair.

"Sara," he said, quietly, "You are going to have to stop that."

"But I love your hair."

"Yes and I love you," he answered, "Which is why you are going to have to stop that."

She suddenly realized that there was a slight lift in the sheets.

"I'm glad to see that," she said, "I have that effect on you?"

"You have for a while now," he told her, "probably about 10 years or so."

She reached down to touch him, but he grabbed her hand.

"If you start, Sara, I don't know that I will be able to stop."

"Who said I wanted you to stop?"

"You said not on the first date…." He questioned.

"It's not the first date anymore," she whispered in his ear and pushed his hand away, "It's the second date now."

She reached down and gently rubbed the offending body part. He growled a soft response in her ear. She gently unzipped the pants he had slept in and freed him. She knew he was well built, but she was surprised by how big he was. The thought that she was now this close to making love to the man she had wanted for so long was dizzying. She lovingly pressed her hands against his skin and felt him respond to her massage.

He lay in her bed, feeling her hands on him, and trying his best to control the urge to grab her and ravish her right there.

To hell with it, he thought, as he grabbed her and rolled her onto her back.

"Gil," she giggled, "What has come over you?"

"I can't control myself any more," he said, layering kisses onto her neck and moving down to her breasts. He lifted her t-shirt and pulled it over her head, revealing her beautiful body. Her breast were perfect, the most beautiful he had ever seen. He reached down to her with his lips and began to kiss and caress her.

His lips felt so warm and sexy on her body. She began to feel that she was going to explode inside. It had been months since she had been with a man and she was anxious to make it last long enough to satisfy both of them.

He reached own to her sweatpants and pulled them off. Slowly, he used his fingers to massage her core and made her squirm with anticipation. He was gentle but firm in his ministrations. He worked with the hands of an experienced lover, bringing her to the edge and back several times before she begged him to take her.

She reached for the drawer in her bedside table and grabbed a condom. She slowly rolled the latex over his erection and caressed him the whole way down. He growled, never having felt this good about putting on a condom. He positioned himself over her and began to enter her. As he felt the penetration begin, he had to breathe deeply to control himself.

She felt him begin to enter her and she could hardly control herself. She felt a rush of emotion and felt that she couldn't breathe. He increased his pressure on her until, for what felt like a lifetime, they were one. Quickly, they both exploded, releasing the tension that had been between them for so long.

It was right. They both knew that this was an addiction that they would never be able to give up.

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When he woke again about an hour later, he was alone in the bed. It took a moment, but he suddenly realized where he was and, after determining he heard the sound of running water; that Sara was still there. She had not run off.

He walked to the bathroom and gently tapped on the door.

"Come in," she said.

"Hey you," he said, trying to sound casual, "Busy day today?"

"Yes, I have a dance lesson and then a meeting with Catherine," she answered, "But I was hoping we could have dinner tonight."

"I'd like that more than you would know."

She stepped out of the shower, wrapping a towel around her body and another around her curly hair.

"Are you going to straighten your hair?" he asked.

"I was planning on it," she replied.

"I like it curly."

She was surprised. "Really?"

"You said I should always be honest."

"Ok, curly it is then," she replied, toweling her hair dry and running some style gel through the curls.

"I'm going to go home and shower and get a couple hours of rest before work," he told her, "But I'll see you at the lab?"

"I promise."

"What time are you meeting with Catherine?" he asked.

"Right after dancing," she replied, "So around 7 ish."

"I may go by there before then, so maybe I'll see you there before work?"

"Sounds good. And Gil," she began, "Why don't you bring your toothbrush and a change of clothes here?"

"Thank you honey, I think that's a great idea," he answered, "I'd like to wake up with you more often."

"Mutal."

"That was amazing, Sara," he suddenly softened his voice, grabbing her toweled body and pulling her tightly to him.

"Yeah, it was pretty awesome," she answered. "I could go for a do-over tonight."

"It's a date."

"But if you don't let go of me, I won't be able to get to work and my boss is a real hard-ass for being late!"

"I think he'll let it go this one time," he smiled at her and let her go, trying to pull the towel away from her.

"Gil," she laughed, "You can't possibly…" she looked at him with those big, beautiful brown eyes. Her eyes grew wider when she realized he wasn't kidding about going again.

"I thought that men… you know, of a certain, um, age, couldn't, well, um…" she tried to find the right words.

"With you," he quietly informed her, "I think there could be more than one or two in your future."

They laughed together. This was how life was meant to be, he thought. With the woman I love, comfortable and able to be completely myself.

She removed the towel in a very sensual way, almost like a stripper (clearly she had learned something from her class yesterday) and, while kissing her neck, he led her to the bedroom and made them both late to work.

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A/N OK Back to the story and the mystery for the next chapter. Hope you enjoy! Leave me a message and let me know how I'm doing!