A/N: Yes, at the moment this story is focused a lot on the stuff between Greg and Sara, but work is gonna come back into it. As it is the title was meant in multiple ways.
Breaking Point 6/?
Summary: Set just after Viva Las Vegas. After a mess up at a scene, Greg is forced into a position he never thought possible.
Disclaimer: I only own the plot
Rating: M
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Four hours later Greg pulled up to Sara's, his body vibrating with nervousness. He wasn't sure why his nerves were on edge they had gone way further than this in the last day.
Knocking on the door, he stood there less than a minute when the door opened, his jaw dropping at the beauty before him.
Sara stood in a deep red halter dress that was cut off at the knees, her long legs accentuated by three-inch black heels, her hair tousled on the top of her head, two thin strands framing her face. "You look stunning Sara."
Greg for his part was GQ'd beyond how she'd ever seen. Wearing an ebony suit, his dress shoes shined like a mirror, his own hair was slicked back making him look debonaire, a matching fedora sitting tipped the side of his head. "And you look handsome Greg."
"Thank…shall we?" He offered her his arm, a radiating smile at his lips when she closed her door, her arm going through his.
"Greg?" She asked as they stepped up to their destination, Scarpetta, one of the higher end restaurants in town.
Upon reaching the hostess, Greg smiled grabbing Sara's hand. "Reservation for Sanders."
"Yes…follow me." The young hostess smiled back, walking them to a somewhat secluded table near the back.
Once seated Sara turned to the young man, her eyes wide in astonishment. "There's no way you got this reservation in four hours."
"I got it after that talk a few weeks ago…hoped I could talk you into a date." He admitted sheepishly, his hand tracing over hers on the table. When she reached for the menu, he placed his other hand over hers. "I hope you don't mind. I took a chance and ordered ahead for us."
Biting her lip Sara turned into him as much as her dress would allow, her hand resting at the curve of his neck. "You think you know me enough?"
Shrugging his shoulders Greg nodded, his hand resting on her upper thigh. "I think so."
Grinning she pulled him to her, capturing his lips passionately, her hand gliding into his hair, his hand pressing into her side, pulling her closer.
They were so lost in one another they didn't notice the waiter dropping off their appetizer, burrata and tomatoes. Nor did they see two figures in the distance, their eyes wide in shock.
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"No shit Nicky, are you seeing this?" Warrick asked his partner, stunned to see their coworkers across the restaurant.
"They sure weren't like that earlier." Nick shook his head as the couple disengaged, blushing and breathing heavily.
"I wonder how long that's been going on?"
"I don't know." The Texan sighed, watching as Greg lifted some of their appetizer to Sara's swollen lips.
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"Its delicious." Sara smiled wiping across her lips after chewing the bite Greg had offered her. "What'd you get me for an entrée?"
"You shall see…" Greg grinned lifting her hand into his before placing another bite at her lips.
The pair ate a bit more before their entrees arrived, Greg's short rib brasato, Sara's branzino.
"How is it?" He asked a short time later, putting down his fork, his meal already half eaten.
Placing a hand to his chest she grinned. He did know her pretty well. "Its perfect." After splitting a tiramisu, Greg paid the bill before helping her outside.
"You want to take a walk?" He asked, intertwining their fingers, pressing a light kiss to her knuckles.
"Sure." After walking a bit, they ended up on a bridge overlooking part of the strip, the rainbow of lights dancing in front of their eyes like an orchestra. "This is beautiful." Sara shivered crossing her arms across her chest to stay warm in the light breeze.
Pulling his suit jacket off Greg put it over her shoulders, whispering in her ear. "You are."
Holding the jacket closer to her body Sara used her hand to grab his shirt pulling him to her catching him in another passionate display.
As luck would have it two other pairs of eyes caught the couple.
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"Well, I'll be, did you know about this Gil?" Catherine questioned; her eyes glued to their coworkers still locked in an extremely passionate embrace.
"I haven't heard from either in a few days." Grissom turned away uncomfortably. "Looks like I'm going to have to put Greg with someone else for his proficiency."
"Oh right."
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Pulling back Sara gripped his shirt tighter, fighting for breath. "Can we go back to your place now?"
Panting heavily Greg nodded, grabbing her hand, leading her back in the direction of his car.
Arriving back to Greg's their passion amplified before they could reach his door, in each other's arms they blindly stumbled to his door, their lips never parting.
"Keys." Sara sighed breathlessly grasping for his pockets as he pressed her into the door.
"Mmm." Greg agreed, feeling for his keys when he couldn't find them, he reluctantly pulled back searching his pockets. Finding his keys, he quickly opened the door before they could get distracted. Shutting the door behind them he relocked it, his hands reaching for the brunette. "Where were we?"
"I think…" She started drawing down the zipper at the side of her dress and letting it pool at her feet. Stepping out of it Sara sauntered over to him, her hands gliding up his arms to the nape of his neck, finishing before pulling his lips back to hers. "Right here."
Their lips pulled and meshed, the fire stoking between them as Sara fumbled ith the buttons on his shirt, his hands caressing her exposed skin before gliding up her back, unhooking her strapless bra.
His shirt and her bra slipped to the floor in tandem, their bodies pressing closer. Sara pressed into his bare chest, guiding him to his room, her hands working on his pants.
Pulling back Greg's lips trailed down her neck, one of his hands drifting around to her chest, teasing and fondling her breast.
"Oh." Sara groaned, slightly distracted by his ministrations, pushed him to his bed. When they reached his bed, his lips closed over her nipple making her hiss. "Greg." Eyes rolling back, she tried to maintain control but failed as his lips moved to the other breast, sucking the nipple into a tight point. When he backed up somewhat her hands moved to his open pants, pushing them and his boxers over his hips, baring him to her before pushing him on the bed, his body bouncing on the mattress.
Greg's eyes drew over her as she flashed a sexy impish smile, stepping out of her heels, she placed her thumbs into her sole piece of clothing, a lacey pair of thongs, shimming them down over her hips. Once they hit the floor, she grinned climbing across him, straddling his belly to attack his lips.
Pulling his knees behind her butt, he pressed into her hips, breaking their kiss. "You ready?"
Grabbing his forearms Sara nodded, her breaths coming out in soft pants, his hands guiding her up and over his erection, impaling her to the hilt. "God." She hissed lifting up to repeat the action, her body responding to him fully. "Uh…"
"Beautiful…so beautiful." Greg grunted, meeting her thrust after thrust, her breasts bouncing with each deep move. Pulling her down on top of him, he pressed his lips to hers, flipping her to her back, he took control, pushing deeper into her than before.
"Shit." She rasped, gripping the pillow her head lay on her pelvis meeting his, heat already coiling like a wildfire in her belly. "Oh Greg."
Feeling her start to tighten around him he sped up, his lips catching hers heatedly, her back arching as she squeezed him tight, causing him to groan. "Sara."
"Greg!" She breathed, her body shaking from the intensity of her orgasm, her hand gripped the nape of his neck, holding his panting body close. "The best way to end such an amazing date."
"That good huh?" Greg whispered nuzzling her neck before sliding next to her, his hand resting on her belly.
"Mmhmm." She smiled combing her fingers through his hair. "No one has ever taken me anywhere that fancy."
"You deserve even fancier." He chuckled lightly kissing her cheek, neck and collarbone, his hand cupping her hip, urging her into him. "You deserve the world…and I plan on giving that to you." He spoke between kisses back up her neck, grinning before catching her lips. "Everyday."
Sara moaned pulling him closer, her arms circling his neck, her heart swelling from his words.
Their kisses played like a symphony soft and slow to long and fiery, Greg's lips moved down her chin to her neck, sucking lightly on the tender skin.
"Greg." Sara sighed breathless, her body bouncing up at the feeling. His lips moved with confidence down her chest to her breasts, massaging and sucking on both, her hands grabbing desperately at his hair and the sheets beneath her. "Greg." When his hit her navel she had a pretty good idea of where he was headed, her head throwing back as he touched her heat. "Greg!"
He absolutely loved hearing his name slip from her lips, even more so moments like now as he dove in to pleasure her, his lips sucking on her folds, making her moan. He added more pressure, his finger dipping into her wet heat causing her to buck from the bed.
"Greg!" Her voice came out strangled, his ministrations not seizing as she gripped tighter to the bed, her body pushing into him. "Greg!" Sara's body arched as he found her G-spot, his mouth and fingers working overtime to send her into a pleasurable state. "Fuck…Greg." Even as her juices covered him, he persisted soaking her up and making her tense much quicker, her breath coming out in deep pants, her knuckles white from holding onto the bed so tight. "Oh…oh god…oh GREG!" She came even stronger than before, her form vibrating her pulse racing and breath coming out in shaky pants.
Sliding up her shaky body, he pulled her back into him, burrowing his head into her neck. "I hope this isn't too forward…but I love you…" At her gasp he added. "And I know your not there yet…but I wanted you to know. I'm in this for the long haul."
To say she was shocked was an understatement. Still recovering from the intense pleasure, he worked her to…then to hear him say that her heart jumped to her throat, his eyes on hers as he still lay perched between her legs.
When she didn't respond he pulled back, his heart-breaking thinking now that maybe she thought of him as just some man candy, he started to fully pull back when she stopped him, her hands on his cheeks pulling him into a blazing kiss. "I'm not at that point yet but I can definitely get there."
Greg's grin was wide, climbing back over her, straddling her hips he dipped down pressing his lips into hers. Their lips tangled passionately, the heat rising between the pair, their tongues meeting aggressively.
Moaning at the feel of him again, Sara pushed him over, straddling his stomach. "Why do I feel like were on some sort of a marathon?" She ground each word between grunts before sliding back and down over him, impaling herself again.
"Maybe…jeez your tight." Greg hissed, putting his hands on her hips, helping to guide her down since her movement was slow to start. "You feel so good."
"You taste so good." She countered lifting to place her lips on his before sliding back over him, his upper half following to keep their lips together. Their new position made it easier to move, winding her hips and working up and down his shaft, their groans echoed throughout the room.
"God how are you still this tight?" He gnawed at his lip, his hand drifting between their sweaty bodies, finding her clit he added extra stimulation making her cry out.
"Fuck…GREG!" Her climax slammed down on her, her inner walls forcing his release, her exhausted body fell into him, his arms holding her close as he lay on back, both catching their breath "I don't know if I can continue this marathon."
"To be continued then." Greg chuckled, running a hand down her spine. When she didn't answer he gently moved the hair from her face, her even breath blowing across his chest. With slight movement he grabbed the sheet at the side of the bed, covering them both. "Good night, Sara." Pressing a kiss to her temple he settled in the bed.
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