I do not own CSI.

RATED M FOR HOT SEX

*********** WARNING SMUT *************

I got some very nice reviews that I really needed to keep me going, sooooo…

Here is a nice long chapter for ya

And it will be a very exciting chapter for my SMUT loving fans that just can't get enough of Nick Stokes in the sack

Dirty little spies! Poor Nick and Jules can't have a romp without you secretly watching their every move. ;oP

Well, here ya go...

P.S. REVIEW! PLEASE!

She was completely satisfied with the amount of things she was able to cross off her "To Do" list. She had accomplished a lot today and now, with her daughter asleep she could take a shower in peace and get herself out of her housework attire. She looked down at herself. She sighed. She looked like a slob. She was wearing a pair of raggedy jean shorts that could barely be seen peeking out from the bottom of Nick's T-shirt that draped over her small frame.

Looking up at the clock on the kitchen wall, she knew Nick would be home shortly. She decided to jump in the shower now, before he came home. Jules was about to head upstairs when she saw Nick's truck pull into the driveway through the front window. Her heart leaped like a teenage girl on her first date. She couldn't help it. She saw him get out of his truck and as soon as she saw him dressed in uniform she headed straight for the door.

Getting out of his truck, he grabbed his duffel bag off the seat and slung it over his shoulder. He looked at his watch for the fifteenth time as he strolled up to his front door. Nick smiled and chuckled under his breath knowing he just may have made it home in record time.

He smirked deviously as he walked up his front steps. He knew she loved when he wore his CSI uniform so he purposely wore it home for her. He was just about to put the key into the lock when the door opened for him. He smiled at her brightly. She smiled back at him the same way.

"Well hello there, Honey," he said happily, leaning in to kiss her.

"Wow," she backed away from his kiss, grinned and scanned him up and down immediately, "Uh, hellllo there, Handsome," she bit her bottom lip at the sight of him.

Nick started to laugh under his breath. He knew he had her hooked before he even entered the house.

Jules continued to bite her bottom lip to hold back her smile but it wasn't working.

She reached out and touched his name on his vest with her index finger and dragged it across it slowly.

"Um, what can I do for you, Officer Stokes?" she said keeping him standing on the porch.

"Oh no, ma`am, I am not a police officer. I'm with the Las Vegas Crime Lab," he said pretending to be serious and going with it.

"Oh, reallllly? Well there must be some mistake CSI Stokes, there is no crime scene here…it's just me and my daughter here and she is sound asleep for her nap," she gave a sideways smirk. "In fact, I don't think she will be awake for at least another hour or two!"

"Hmmm, well, I'm sorry but I need to come in and investigate a possible crime scene, Ma`am," he winked at her.

Standing on his porch and Jules in the doorway, Nick dropped his duffel bag on the ground and rested both his hands on her hips. He leaned in and kissed her and moved her backward into the foyer. He kicked the door closed gently with his foot, leaving his duffel bag behind him on the porch. He didn't care where he left it; all he cared about was getting his hands on his wife.

Jules broke away from his kiss.

"Wow, CSI Stokes, um, you just kissed me…," she stuttered keeping with her coy act.

"Yes, I was looking for trace evidence, Ma`am…You really never know where you might find it," he said in his deep southern drawl as he nodded and leaned in for another kiss.

"Did you find anything, Sir?" she pressed her lips together trying not to smile.

"I'm not at liberty to discuss what I've found, but I would like to know where you got that shirt your wearin'," he said scanning her up and down.

Jules winced. She had forgotten what a slob she looked like. But, looking back at her husband's glare she realized, she couldn't be wearing anything more enticing to her him than his clothing. Nick loved her in his clothes…he always had.

Suddenly smiling from the realization, Jules looked down at the shirt.

"Well, it's um, it's not mine," she said, "I swear."

"Uh huh," he nodded suspiciously and with a slight smirk, "Well, I'm gonna need to take that," he said moving forward as she backed up into the wall.

"Wait!" she put her hands up in defense.

Nick cocked his head and squinted at her.

"Do you have a warrant, CSI Stokes?" she asked raising her eyebrow at him.

"Do I need one?" he smiled wide.

"Well, um, I'm not conversant in the law, Sir, but yes, I do believe you need a warrant," she tilted her head and squinted at him.

Nick tried hard not to laugh.

"Well, normally, a police officer would give you that BUT I am verrry pleased to tell you that I DO have a warrant," he nodded slowly with a serious face.

"Oh."

"Uh huh."

"Well, um…"

"Would you like to see it?" he moved even closer to her.

"Yes, Sir, I would."

"Well, Ma`am, you can find it in my front pocket. It's in there…just feel around for it." he grinned.

"Oh, realllllly," she smiled, "Let me see about that CSI Stokes," she said slowly reaching out for his belt loop, threading her fingers around it and pulling him flush with her.

Jules sticks her hand in the front of Nick's slate gray jeans and moves it around slowly being sure to drag her nails along the rock hard mound that she found inside.

"Did you find it?" he smiled he face leaning closer to her ear.

"Nope. I think you are lying."

"Move your hand a little over to the left…it should be in that area, I KNOW it's there," he said inhaling the scent of her hair as he leans in even closer to her.

As Jules stuck her hand back in his front pocket and rubbed up and down as she did, she felt Nick's hands begin to caress her hips and slide up under her shirt.

"Excuse me, um, what do you think you're doing, CSI Stokes?"

"Well, Sweetheart, I need to pat you down…I'm just making sure you don't have anything illegal on you," he said seductively, his breath heated and close to her ear.

"Oh, but you should have asked….I do…I do have a weapon actually," she whispered.

Nick jerked back pretending to be shocked.

Jules smacked the brim of his baseball cap and it fell just above over his eyes.

Nick grabbed the brim of his cap, lifted it off his head, and threw it across the hallway.

"THAT'S IT, Ma`am, I need your hands where I can see 'em," he said, "You just assaulted an LVPD Crime Scene Investigator."

Jules put her hands up in the air.

Nick grabbed her wrist and spun her around and placed her hands behind her back.

Pressing her up against the wall with his body, he let his hands run from her hips, up under her shirt quickly making his way to her bare breasts underneath.

Nick leans in close to her ear, "How long did you say the little girl will be sleeping?" he said in a husky tone.

"A while," she managed to say back heatedly as she felt Nick push his hard-on against the back of her.

Jules chuckles as he guides her into the living room. With one hand still holding her wrists behind her, he uses his other hand to close the French doors behind him. He knew his daughter wouldn't be waking up for a while but he was not about to take any chances.

Hearing her laughing under her breath made him smirk.

"You think this is funny, Ma`am? You are in a lot of trouble," he said in his husky authoritative voice.

"No, Sir," she whispered holding back her laugh.

Nick spun her around to face him and ran his hands over her breasts roughly.

"I need to take this shirt into evidence now," he raised his eyebrow.

He lifts the shirt up over Jules head. She raises her arms in compliance.

"I'm cooperating CSI Stokes," she whispered.

"Good, wise choice."

Nick and Jules stand at the end of the fancy couch in their formal living room and without warning Nick pushes her making her stumble into the arm of the couch and fall backward on to it.

"HEY! Police brutality!" she yelled.

"I told you, Miss, I am NOT an police officer…but you did just try to assault me again!" he laughed as he takes off his shoes and tosses them toward the door.

"I most certainly did not! You are such a liar!" she giggled.

Nick takes advantage of the position she was in. He reaches down and unbuttons her little jean shorts and pulls the zipper down with ease. Jules smiles and bites her bottom lip still scanning him in his LVPD CSI gear. Nick yanks her shorts down and stares at her pink panties before removing them too.

As she lies naked in front of him, he unbuckles his gun holster and rests it on the coffee table; he does the same with his cell phone holder too. She smiles. He removes his CSI vest and she smiles wider just watching him. He pulls his CSI black T-shirt up over his head and she watches his the muscles in his arms flex as he does it. She can feel herself getting wet just from watching him strip. She takes a deep breath and swallows hard as he unbuckles his pants and pulls them, along with his boxers, to his knees; he lets them both fall to his ankles where he kicks them off completely. He reaches down and takes off his socks, throwing them on the floor.

"What are you planning to do to me?" she raised her eyebrow feeling hot and desiring him intensely.

"I need you to scoot yourself up that couch pretty lady…I am gonna have to put my naked body over yours."

"Oh yeah? What kind of procedure is that, CSI Stokes?"

"I have no idea…it just sounds like a really good idea, dontcha think?" he laughs and his dimples crease his face perfectly.

Jules scoots herself backward and Nick climbs over the arm of the couch and moves himself completely over her body; he holds himself up by his knees and forearms just enough as to not crush her. He leans his head down and kisses her slowly before looking back at her.

"I can't be CSI Stokes right now, Baby…I need to be the man who is not workin' crime scenes or looking over descendants…the only body I want to be looking over is yours…and I want to hold it in my arms…feel it next to mine...And I want to make love to you until you gasp for air and then I wanna do it all over again," he whispers.

Jules can feel his love for her and her heart melts. She can also feel his hard-on pressing hard into her thigh. She wraps her arms around his neck and kisses him deeply. She wants to please him too. She knows how sensitive his neck and earlobes are and she knows how much it turns him on to hear her breath and moan in his ear and whisper how much she wants him. And so, she kisses his cheek, down to his neck until she reaches her destination.

Nick can feel how hot she is making him. He wants her so bad but he also wants to enjoy all of their foreplay.

"You are teasing me, Darlin' and you know it," he groans as she sucks his earlobe seductively.

"I can't help it, Nicky, I want to smell your neck and taste you while I'm here," she whispers.

Nick decides he can do that same teasing to her and moves his hand downward. He drags his fingertips down her naked side slowly until he reaches his destination. Jules sucks in a gasp of air as he teases her by stroking everywhere but where she needs it most.

"Nnnick," she moans in his ear.

They are playing a tortuous game with each other. Who can tease each other to the point of no return. Nick knows damn well he will win. He can feel how badly she wants him to touch her. He can feel how she is pushing her hips up in order to try to get his fingers closer.

"Mmmmm," she groans when he gives her the ultimate tease…he rubs the top of her clit in circles knowing how much she can't resist it. Nick won't stop gently massaging her clit as he slowly moves his mouth down to her breast and begins to suck her nipple.

Jules groans again and lets out a whimper as she runs her fingers through his dark hair and pulls him harder against her breast.

Jules can barely breath as he sucks her and rubs her clit at the same time. He is so hot and sexy it takes all the willpower she has not to have an orgasm right then and there. She can't lose this game yet but, because he scooted downward, she can't reach his cock to get some advantage and Nick knows it. She is losing. She can't take it and she begins to arch against him. She wants his desperately inside her.

Jules throws her head back harder into the couch cushion and whimpers with desire.

"Please, Nicky, Oh God please," she begs.

"Please what?" he stops sucking her breast to look up at her with his deep brown eyes staring lustfully at her.

"I want you so bad," is all she can manage to moan.

Nick smiles seductively and strokes her clit faster before slowly sliding two fingers inside her at once.

"How about this, you hot, sexy, little thing," he chuckles knowing he is making her so hot she is grinding under him.

Nick is loving the power he has over her.

Jules moans loudly and clings to his back. Nick can feel her orgasm and her walls tighten around his soaking wet fingers. He feels proud when she gasps for air and clenches one of the couch cushions.

"Oh NICK…OHHHHHH….Ohhh God I'm cumming…."

He won this round. He made her cum fast.

As Jules tries to breath, Nick moves back up to her, dragging his wet fingers up her clit, over her tight, tan, stomach, and rubs her nipple with her own wetness. She shudders under him. He touches her lips with his wet fingers before grabbing her hair. He kisses her and can taste her on his lips. It makes his cock ache.

Jules kisses him deeply. He is the greatest lover she has ever known.

She is determined to get him just as hot and to beg. She reaches her hand to his extremely hard dick now that she can reach it. She strokes him hard and fast and she knows he likes it from the way his tongue is moving desperately to her neck. Jules takes him off guard by letting go of him, reaching her hands to his upper chest and pushing him hard causing him to roll off her, off the couch, and fall onto the floor on his back.

"Oooh, you dirty, little, wench," he laughed.

Nick reaches his arm over and grabs her wrist before than she can even get up. Yanking her roughly, she flings off the couch too; landing directly on top of him. Jules smirks at him.

"Did you think that will save you?" she laughs and straddles over him, grabs his aching cock, brings it to her mouth and holds the tip of it to her lips. She holds it there before doing anything to him.

He looks down at her.

She looks up at him, and licks her lips seductively.

He groans at the sight and throws his head back down to the floor.

Jules knows she has the power now. She rubs the tip of his cock against her wet, warm, lips. She hears him breath heavily. Without warning she takes him deep and it makes him gasp and moan loudly.

"Ohhhh, Baby, that is fucking amazing," he pants with desire.

Jules begins to take him faster and deeper into her throat, and makes sure she strokes and rubs his balls with her other hand.

Nick is in heaven and he nearly loses control, "Get up here…get up here right now, Babe," he groans.

"Don't you mean 'please', Nicky?" she smirks.

"PLEASE…please, Baby…you win, get up here!"

Jules crawls seductively up to him and hovers herself over his aching cock. She slides herself down onto it slowly, making him feel every sensation.

He groans.

She thought she would be in control and make him beg for her to move on him faster but he grabbed her hips tightly and Nick jams himself upward making him take control as he thrusts deeper, harder, and faster into her. Jules wasn't prepared and the feeling made her breathe in short gasps. She arches her back and he continues to slam her up and down on him again and again, making sure he doesn't allow himself to come. It takes sheer will and dick control but Nick is very strong willed. Jules, on the other hand, can't control it and she sucks in her last breath before holding it in and then cries out as she cums hard on him again.

"OhhhhhNICK!" she groans.

Nick smirks proudly knowing he not only won the first round, he won the second one too.

As Jules slumps over him panting, Nick flips her over onto her back, and hovers over her. He kisses her deeply while she wraps her arms around his neck. He slides himself back into her and then begins his wild thrust deep inside her. Jules isn't sure if her orgasm ever stopped or if another one is on it's way because as Nick pounds into her faster and harder she cries out and cums again. Nick is beyond proud as he feels her having yet another orgasm but he will not stop or slow down. He can't; she feels so good.

Jules is gripping her fingers into his back hard and he wonders if she can breath from the intensity of the orgasm he is giving her.

"You okay, Baby?" he pants.

"Uh huh," she says weakly.

"How many times did I win?" he chuckles softly.

Jules won't answer him but she is thinking at least four but with all the throbbing he has caused she is wondering if it could actually be more.

Knowing he can make her have orgasms over and over again makes Nick hotter and he can feel his body clenching tightly as he can't hold back any longer. He is losing his own fight but it is long overdue. His dick control was impressive.

"Argggggh" Nick gasps and lets out his air loudly as he cums inside her with force.

Both of them can barely even move. All he can do is pull out of her slowly as she kisses him softly and passionately. Nick is sweating so much he is dampening her skin and she loves it.

Jules pulls away and strokes his hair with each hand.

"Oh my God, Cowboy, you are incredible…no seriously…just when I think you cannot possibly get any more amazing…you blow my mind all over again," she says still breathing heavily.

Nick laughs softly under his breath. He looks down at her and smiles arrogantly.

"How many times was that?" he asks proudly.

"Oh shut up you arrogant beast!"

"Well? How many?"

"Honestly? I may have lost count!" she laughs and kisses him hard on his cheek.

Nick stares at her waiting.

"Okay, you really wanna know, Texas?"

Nick nods.

"Four."

Nick grins suspiciously, "Four?"

"Okay, maybe five" she smirks and touches the side of his face as he looks down at her.

"Five?"

"Five."

Niiiiiiice!"

Nick falls back down over her and snuggles into her neck.

He not only had some amazing sex with his wife…

… but he was damn proud of it.