This chapter is rated M for adult situations.

Chapter 8

Gil had some paper work to finish before they could leave work so Sara stayed with him.

It has been two weeks since her run in with Ecklie, she figures she must have scared him because he is at least acting civil to her and the team.

"Hon," she said, "There is something I need to talk to you about." Gil set down his pen and glasses, "I am all yours," he said smiling at her.

Sara precedes to tell him about what happened in the basement, the pictures and her "talk" with Conrad.

"So that is why he is being a good boy," Gil said grinning. "I hope you are not upset that I did not tell you sooner," she said. "I can never be angry with you," he told her taking her hand.

"Let's get out of here." They went to dinner and then back to the house.

Gil had started the fire in the fireplace and they were both relaxing on the couch.

"I was wondering something," Sara said, her head on his shoulder. "What?" he asked her.

"You know the spare room, the one that has all the junk in it?" she said. "Yes," he said, "Is there something you would like to do with it?"

"Well yes," she said, "I was thinking it would make a perfect nursery."

Gil looked at her, "Are you?" She just nodded. "For sure?" he asked. They had had several false alarms.

"I went to see the doctor yesterday on my day off," she told him. "He confirmed it. I am 6 weeks."

Gil pulled her into a bear hug, "I am so happy." He kissed her.

Then he asked, "I guess there are certain things you can't do now."

She handed him a list of DO's and DON'T's. "If you notice THAT is on the DO side," she said smiling at him and taking his hand.

"So shall we?" she asked. He smiled, that was one thing she never had to ask more then once for.

In their room his lips found hers, they undressed each other as they kissed.

Gil tenderly lift her and lay her on the bed. His lips left her mouth and found her breasts.

He kissed and sucked at then as his fingers played with her button. She was already wet and so warm down there.

He made a trail of kisses from her breasts to her button.

He positioned himself between her legs and sucked and kissed her lips and her button.

She moaned at each touch, her body shivered with excitement.

As he put his tongue into her opening a gasp of pure pleasure escaped her.

He flicked it in and out of her opening while playing with her button.

Sara's soft moans had quickly become screams of pleasure. She released her juices and he drank them.

How he loved the smell, sight and taste of her womanhood.

He moved back to her lips and kissed her as he entered her, his manhood throbbing with his need for her.

He smothered her face with kisses and he caressed her face. His movements were slow, each inward thrust hit her spot.

He reached the point where the pleasure he was feeling over took everything else.

She called his name as she reached a second climax, he whispered hers as he reached his slightly after.

He moved himself down and lay with his head on her chest, he cupped her breast in his hand and sucked at it.

Slowly he roll from atop her. Sara smiled then went to his limp manhood, she pulled it into to her mouth, licking their juices form it.

She swallowed some. She went to his lips and parted them with her tongue and gave him some of there juices. He hungrily swallowed them.

"More," he whispered as he went down to her and licked her clean. He too shared.

"I love the way we taste," she told him as she found her comfy spot. Sara drifted off to sleep, Gil lay awake a little while thinking about her.

He smiled to himself when he remembered when it was not that long ago that the thought of oral sex turned him off, now he could not get enough of it. "I guess it just had to be the right woman," he said to himself. Sleep soon found him also.