Chapter Seven - That Sunday!
Sara was on autopilot. Evidence got processed. Paperwork got filled out. She had even managed to make her way to her car and drive home. But she didn't remember it. Instincts were in control now, driving her towards home. The key turned and the lock clicked open. Sara made her way to her bedroom, undressed, showered, put on her sleep wear, and crawled under the soothing, cool sheets. She needed sleep. She needed escape. She closed her eyes, but sleep wouldn't come. Her thoughts consumed her, driving her to a breaking point. Images of Adam Trent flashing on and off in her mind.
As she stared up at the ceiling, watching the shadows that played there, she made a decision. She reached for her phone, punching in speed dial 1.
"Grissom".
"Hey." The soft, barely audible sound came out over the line.
"Sara?"
"I need you, Gil. Cant sleep. The dreams." She began to sob and hung up. She curled up on her mattress in the fetal position, and let all her feelings loose as she cried, chasing away thoughts of how close to death she had been.
Ten minutes later there was a violent booming on her door. She knew it was him. She knew he would be there. She wiped her swollen eyes and padded her way to the front door, opening it slowly.
"God, Sara." That was all he said, and then he was there, surrounding her. Taking her into his arms and his heart, comforting her with unspoken words and gentle caresses. She knew it would be ok. He was here. He world slowly began to right itself. With each touch, her heart began to forget the horrors of the past two days. With each gentle kiss, she felt her soul renewed.
"Sara, I was so worried. You disappeared before I could talk to you. This was a tough case. And on top of it, I could have lost you." He kissed her hair and hugged her tighter, squeezing his eyes tightly to fend of the tears that dared to escape.
Sara pulled back and looked up into his eyes. His blue, teary eyes. She put her hands on either side of his face, gently wiping the moisture from his eyes with her thumbs. She pulled him closer and placed a gentle kiss on each eye, his nose, across his cheek, and gently on his lips.
"Make love to me, Gil" She stared into his eyes. His hold tightened on her. He pulled her to him again for a kiss. A kiss filled with passion and promise. He began to gently kiss his way from her lips across her jaw.
"Are you (kiss) sure. (kiss)." He was hot on her neck, gently kissing, sucking and pulling her flesh. Sara moaned. She grabbed his head and pulled him up to her lips for a full on assault on his lips, tongue, mind and heart.. She stood back from him, took his hand, gently pulled him towards her bedroom.
"I've never been so sure of anything in my life." She smiled at him seductively, he smiled back, the hugest grin on his face. He let her lead him into her room. He sat on the edge of her bed and pulled her to him, standing between his legs. He put his arms around her middle, hugging her stomach to his face. He slowly inched her shirt up, revealing her soft, creamy skin. He peppered kisses across her stomach and around her belly button. His hands wandered to her back, slowly edging there way under the waste band of her flannel pants. Sara wound her hands through his hair, loving the feel of it as it ran through her fingers. She moaned when his hands dipped below the fabric and gently squeezed her ass, pulling her closer as he kissed her mound through the fabric.
"Oh, god, Gil."
In one swift movement he had her pants down around her ankles. She stepped out of them, feeling slightly exposed. That was soon gone when she saw the approval in his eyes, the lust and hunger. It made her bold and confident. She crossed her arms over the front of her body, grabbing the hem of her shirt and pulled it over head, throwing it somewhere in the room. Grissom let out a low moan and pulled her to him, letting her fall on top of him as he fell back on the bed.
"You're so beautiful." He was stroking her hair with one hand, letting the other wander its way up and down her exposed skin. Sara pulled him in for a sloppy, wet, tongue filled kiss.
"You have too many (kiss) clothes (kiss) on." He chuckled against her lips, as she groped at his shirt, pulling it up. He gently pushed her off of him, getting up and standing by the bed. He smiled wickedly down at her naked body as pulled his shirt over his head, his arousal evident as it strained against the zipper of his pants. Sara sat up on the edge of the bed, not wanting to lose contact with him.
Watching his eyes glaze and his jaw twitch, she slowly ran her palm up his leg until she was rubbing his erection. She felt him thrust to meet her, and closed her eyes as she sank into the moment; feeling the solid, throbbing heat against her hand.
Leaning closer, Sara whispered, "I want you in me. I need you in me."
Grinning, she reached for his zipper, pulling it down and slipping a hand inside to grasp his hardness. She slowly stroked him a few times before she felt his hand covering hers, stilling it.
"Wait, honey," he said, He turned and she could barely hear him whisper, "You're so beautiful."
Before Sara realized what was happening, he was running his warm hands over her skin. He bent down to suck a nipple into his mouth. Sara groaned as she flung back her head; it had been much too long since she'd felt this raw desire. Much to long without Grissom.
Gil knelt before her and lowered his mouth to the juncture of her thighs. His soft mouth enveloped her, first sucking gently, and then probing between her damp folds; finally his tongue thrusting insistently into her. She felt herself rising up and almost over the edge. She thrust her fingers into his hair, pulling his head closer to her center as she let go and cried out as her orgasm slammed her up and over the edge. "OH god, Gil."
"Is that all you can say?" he teased.
Grissom kissed his way up her belly. She could feel him smiling against her skin. She giggled when he got to her breasts. He pulled up and looked at her, raising one eyebrow in question.
"Gil, your beard. It tickles." He stood up then and she scooted into the middle of the bed, gently tapping the mattress next to her. "You going to join me?"
He pulled of the rest of his clothing, and was there, beside her, pulling her into an embrace that had flesh against flesh. He kissed her passionately as he rubbed his thumb against her erect nipple. Sara let her hand wander across his back, his buttocks, up his sides and across his chest. They were a tangle of arms, legs and lips.
She needed to feel him inside her body, as well as inside her soul. She rolled so he was on top of her, begging him to enter her with unspoken words and moans. He paused and looked at her, poised at the entrance to her center. "I need you, Gil. Now!" He slowly entered her, shuddering at the feel of her warmth as it enveloped him. God, how he missed her, the feel of her surrounding him. He opened his eyes to see tears running down Sara's cheeks.
"Oh, god, did I hurt you, honey?" He began to pull back, but her hands on his backside stopped him.
"No." She looked into his eyes. "Its just...so much." She turned away from his gaze whispering "I've missed this. Needed it for so long." She looked at him then, putting her hands on his face. "I love you, Gil Grissom." She ran her thumbs across his beard, waiting for his response.
"God, Sara, why did I waste...?" She saw the regret in his eyes.
"Don't. Just love me. Here. Now." She pleaded softly.
He smiled at her, taking her mouth in the most passion filled kiss they had ever experienced. He put all his emotion into it. Even though he wasn't ready to say it, Sara felt the love in that kiss and it was enough. And as he moved within her, taking her to realms beyond imagination, pushing them both over the edge of comprehension together, she knew it would never be this way with anyone else.
She would never forget this Sunday.
END...for now...
A/N: Ok, so this was kinda short too. This is the end of this part of the GSR story. Stay tuned for more!! Chapter One of KEEPING THE SECRET will be up soon! I know this wasn't as good as the first one, but please review and let me know what you think.