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Picking up the Ashes - Chapter 13
Sara was shocked by this. She was not expecting it. Sure, she and Grissom had been together almost a year now and were always sleeping over at each other's apartment and such, but moving in together? That was something out of the blue.
"What do you think?" he asked searching her face.
"I think," replied Sara slowly licking her lips, "I think it's a great idea!" she finally spoke grinning at Grissom.
"Really?" he asked a smile beginning to creep over his own face.
"Yes," replied Sara nodding.
She then felt Grissom lips crash against hers and began to pull her down on to the couch.
As they began to pull at each other clothes, Sara's phone went off.
"Not answering it," she whispered as she began to trail her mouth down his neck. Grissom nodded his head at this and closed his eyes. He then undid the last button on Sara's blouse and pulled it down exposing her shoulders. He then kissed Sara deeply on the lips as the answer machine kicked in.
"You have reached Sara Sidle; please leave a message at the tone, beeeeeep!"
There was no message left afterwards, just the loud click of a phone clicking off.
Sara slipped her tongue into the opening of Grissom's mouth and ran it along his bottom lip. Grissom let out a moan from the back of his throat and slid his hand into the cups of Sara's bra, squeezing her nipples. They hardened at his touch.
Sara's hands, meanwhile, ran down Grissom's now bare chest towards the waistband of his trousers. She slowly undid his belt, unclasping the buckle. She then undid the button and pulled down the zipper.
Sara's then placed her fingers into the gap of Grissom's boxers, squeezing his shaft. Grissom pulled away from the kiss and let out a shuttering breath.
Sara and met Grissom's eyes. His were dark with desire. Their eyes remained locked as Sara ran her fingers up and down his hardness, squeezing the tip until it oozed.
Grissom then couldn't take it any more and grabbed Sara's wrist pinned her. He then kissed her hard on the lips before trailing his tongue down the nape of her neck down her chest, where he unhooked her bra and buried his face in her breasts. He pulled and tugged on her nipples, sucking on them like a baby.
He then kissed the flat of her stomach and removed her jeans and panties all at once, pushing them down her thighs to her ankles, where Sara kicked them off. Grissom then leaned in and kissed Sara hard again on the lips.
As Sara kissed Grissom back, she could feel his erection hot on her bare stomach. As they continue to kiss, Grissom ran his hand along her thigh, rubbing it in a circular motion. His hand then traveled along the inside of her thigh towards the center. Grissom then just rested his hand on the soft hair, he then slowly slipped a finger into Sara. His touch was slow and gentle at first but soon became quick and hard.
Sara arched her back at this and let out a moan of pleasure. Grissom watched lust washed over her face. Sara's pushed her hips up and down at this, making Grissom's touch go deeper.
After a moment or two had passed, Grissom slowed his touch and slid his finger out of her. It was wet with her.
Sara then reached out towards Grissom's pants and removed the rest of his clothing.
He then positioned himself between her legs and entered her. Sara wrapped her legs around Grissom's waist pressing him closer to her. Then together their hips began to roll, grinding against each other.
Soon they then both reached their climate and Grissom pulled himself out of Sara. They then curled up together on the couch, Sara's head resting against Grissom's shoulder.
Grissom woke up on the couch alone; a blanket had been thrown over his naked body. He lifted his head and looked over the back of the couch to see Sara bent over a cardboard box.
"Nice view," Grissom smirked.
Sara looked over her shoulder at him and smiled, "You're up!"
"Yeah," he spoke leaning up on his elbows, "What are you doing?" he asked trying to get a better look at the cardboard box.
"Oh, packing," she replied standing up and rubbing her lower back.
"Why?"
"I don't know," she shrugged. "Just thought I would get an early stab on things." She then turned her back once again to Grissom, picking up the cardboard box and lifting it on to the kitchen table.
"Did you sleep?" asked Grissom sounding concerned.
"A bit," replied Sara over her shoulder as she sealed the cardboard box closed.
As Sara got to work on another box, Grissom got to his feet letting the blanket drop to the floor. He then reached out for his boxer lying in the pile of discarded clothes beside the couch and put them on.
He then walked over to where Sara was packing up her CDs. "Let me help you," whispered Grissom coming up behind her and wrapping his arms around her waist, kissing the back of her neck. Sara smiled at this.
"If you want to help," she began turning around in Grissom's embrace to face him. "You can start packing up some of my clothes, there are extra boxes in my closet," she explained pointing towards her bedroom. She then kissed Grissom quickly on the lips before turning back towards her CD rack.
"Yes ma'am," he grinned as he made his way over towards Sara's bedroom.
"Do you want me to pack all your clothes up?" he called out.
"No," replied Sara," just the things in my dresser."
"Okay," called back Grissom as he turned towards Sara's dresser, placing the empty box on his feet. He then opened up the first drawer; it seemed to contain all of Sara's private items.
He couldn't help but smile when the first thing he pulled out was a silky baby blue thong.
As he continued to pull out garment after garment and place it in the box, he came across some of Sara's more revealing underwear.
"Hey Cherry," he called out.
"What?" she asked appearing at the door.
"Why don't you ever wear any of theses for me?" he asked sheepishly holding up a black lace corset and matching boy shorts.
Sara cheeks went red at this. That was something an ex boyfriend at bought her one Valentine's day. She had forgotten she had it.
"Oh," was all Sara could master. She was clearly surprised to see it.
"It looks a little torn," Grissom pointed out looking at the corset more closely.
"Let's just say… it's seen better days," with that Sara walked out of the room.
Grissom just grinned at this. He then threw the corset and shorts into the box and continued on with his task.
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