Grissom pulled them both to their feet. He cradled her face and poured every ounce of feeling he had for her into their kiss. Sara's hands wrapped around his waist, trying to press herself as close as possible as she could get to him. Grissom's hands traveled at a tortuously slow pace down her neck, over her shoulders, sliding down the gentle slope of her back to cup her ass and end the journey on her hips. Sara moaned and opened her mouth a little wider to encourage the tongue duel. Her hands weren't idle for long. As soon as his hands had stopped moving, hers reached down to squeeze his ass and push the boxers out of her way. She performed her own tactile exploration of his body and it was his turn to moan. Gil moved one of his hands up to her bra and unsnapped it. When the kiss broke, he pulled the garment off and dropped it on the floor. He laid her on the bed and leaned over her. His hands pulled the panties from her body and he began his oral examination.

He kept her guessing, wondering, where he was going to taste. He started on her ankles, moved to her thighs, then her stomach. Next, he attacked the insides of her elbows, before nuzzling her ears. He was mentally cataloging all of Sara's responses. Sara kept trying to grab him and put him where she wanted him, but he evaded her grasp every time.

"Do I have to tie you up?" He teased with a twinkle in his eye after pinning her hands beside her head for the fourth time.

"I want you."

"You told me to make love to you; that's what I'm doing."

"You're driving me crazy; I want you." She somehow growled and panted at the same time.

"Be patient; I'm not done yet." He sealed his promise with a kiss. He slid one hand down her thigh and back up her curves to her breast. His mouth met his hand and tasted every centimeter of skin available to him except the tip. He blew on it to elicit a gasp. He looked up to see Sara's eyes close in pleasure. He repeated his inspection of the other breast, keeping his free hand busy blocking her attempts to move him elsewhere.

"That's it; you've been warned." He left the bed and pulled two ties from his closet. Sara watched his naked form and licked her lips at the sight of the 'Stinger'. Grissom took advantage of her distraction and secured her wrists to his bed posts.

"Gil, what are you doing?" She asked while he was tying the second wrist.

"I told you I would tie you up if you couldn't keep your hands to your self."

"I want to touch you." She begged.

"No, I'm not done yet." He smiled wickedly and she felt the twinge of excitement add to the already moist area between her legs.

"I will tie your legs up too, if I have to. Can you behave yourself?"

"I doubt it." Sara answered. He playfully glared at her and settled his larger frame between her legs.

He bent forward and kissed her stomach; placing butterfly kisses all over the area and then moved onto her hips. He used his tongue on the crease at the top of her thighs, causing a moan from Sara. He could smell her, but was going to resist temptation for a little bit longer. He kissed all over her thighs from the inside to the outside and back again. Knowing neither one of them could wait any longer he finally went to her largest erogenous zone.

"Oh, yes! Thank God!" She shouted. He smiled against her body and used his tongue to continue stimulating her; again avoiding the one spot she wanted him to be.

"Bastard, I'm so close." She growled at him. Acquiescing, he pushed her over the peak and caught the rush of fluid in his mouth.

"Oh, god!" Sara was breathing heavy, as though she'd just run a marathon. Gil smiled in satisfaction.

"Was it worth the wait?" he asked with a smirk.

"Yes. Untie me now."

"I don't know that I should. I kind of like you this way."

"Gilbert Grissom, let me remind you that payback is a bitch." She warned with a playful threat in her eyes. Neither could believe he continued to sit there and think about it.

"No, Gil. Untie me now. I want to touch you." She started to struggle against the binding.

"That's where you made the mistake, my dear. You said, 'make love to me', not with me."

"You aren't seriously going to leave me like this, are you?"

"I'm thinking about it." Sara took advantage of her flexibility while he thought and moved her foot to a strategic location. He flinched when she gently touched between his legs.

"Untie me, Gil." She threatened. He saw the playfulness in her eyes despite her serious face. He easily maneuvered around her and lay between her legs.

"No, this is more fun for me." he said and used one of his hands to slide into her ready body. Any argument Sara may have had, was rushed from her lungs by his body.

"Ohhh, nice." Sara looked up to see Gil looking down on her with a smile on his face. He watched Sara for a signal that she was comfortable. She smiled and tugged on the ties once again. He decided to be nice and untie one of her wrists. She immediately untied the other and used both of her hands to pull his face down to hers. One hand sunk itself in his hair and the other skimmed down his back to land on his ass. She pushed on the pliant muscle as a sign that he should start moving.

"I love you." She whispered and moved her hips in time with his.

"I love you, too." He bent his body to suckle on her nipple much to her delight. Her feet were constantly massaging his lower legs and her hands were all over the rest of him.

"That feels so good." She moaned in his ear and then licked the shell.

"Mmm." He moaned against her body and it sent instant pleasure shocks throughout her body. She started to pant.

"So close, Gil." He looked up to kiss her.

"Me too, honey." He wrapped his hands underneath her shoulders and used her body as leverage. His thrusts started to get stronger and faster. Sara's grip on his ass had increased as her pleasure reached its peak for the second time that evening. She suddenly arched her back toward him.

"Oh, Gil!" Grissom grunted and emptied himself into her body. They collapsed together in a sated, sweaty heap. Sara tiredly rolled herself to lay her head on his shoulder.

"Next time, we'll look at my porn stash." she said and he chuckled.

"Just not now, honey; I'm down for the count." She chuckled.

"Agreed. I'm too tired and sore anyway." He kissed the top of her head and fell asleep. Sara kissed his sweaty chest before closing her eyes and falling asleep in his arms.

"Gil?" Sara called out to him when she discovered she was alone in the bed. She sat up and started looking for one of his shirts.

"Be right there!" She looked toward the sound. She head the toilet flush and the faucet before seeing him emerge in his boxers. "Good evening."

"Good evening to you. What time is it?" she asked.

"It's time to take you home. We have to be at work in three hours." he said with an air of depression in his voice.

"All I want to do is stay in bed with you."

"I want that to, but we both know that won't happen." He consoled her.

"I should tell you now, that I'm not exactly 'chipper' when I wake up."

"That's good to know. It's also why I put a cup of coffee on the night stand for you." he said with a smile. She picked up the cup to inhale the caffeinated brew.

"It smells like Greg's."

"It is. He gave me a pound for Christmas last year. I've been saving it for a special occasion."

"I'm honored to qualify." He smiled and turned to his dresser. He came back with a t-shirt.

"Here, we really do need to go."

"Is this the t-shirt I bought for you when we met?"

"Yes." It warmed her heart that he had kept it and by the looks of it, he's also worn it several times.

"I can't believe you still have it."

"We are about to learn a lot about each other."

"That seems to be a fair assumption." Sara tugged the shirt over her head and climbed out of bed to hunt for the rest of her clothes.

"I can't find my panties or my bra." she said while holding her pants in one hand and her shirt in the other.

"Go commando; I'll find them and set them aside for you."

"Fine." She tugged on her pants and finished her coffee; not knowing that Grissom had placed the missing items in his hamper already. He quickly dressed and took Sara home. He wasn't looking forward to going to work at all and knew she wasn't either. He also knew that if he didn't face the team at work, they might track him down at home. So while neither option was pleasant, facing them at work was actually the easier option.

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A/N: So, what do you think will happen when they get to work? I've enjoyed reading all of your predictions and it's killing me not to tell you if you are right or not, but the larger part of me wants it to be a surprise.

Thank you to everyone who has sent in a review so far. I love them and look forward to reading more.

Have a great day everyone! Kelly