At Long Last Love

Finally, after what seemed to be an eternity, they pulled into one of her garages. She turned to face him, not wanting to rush him into anything. "We're here let's go inside. I can fix us something to eat, and you some coffee, then we can relax and let things move on from there. How's that idea?"

They got out of her car as the garage door closed behind them. He took her hand in his, as they walked into the house. His fears subsided, slightly.

"So what are you hungry for," she set up her coffee maker, with gourmet coffee for him.

He had come up behind her, snaked his arms around her waist, fighting back the uncertainty he felt, yet his desires were egging him on. "I'm hungry for you," his voice low and husky with a need that surprised even him, he place sweet kisses on her exposed neck. "Alex, I love you."

Alex turned to face him, still in his arms. Her fingers tangling in his hair, getting lost in his deep blue eyes. She pressed her body into his, reigniting the fire that had started in his office. "Are you gonna throw me down on the table and ravage my body, or would you actually like to see my bedroom and savor our union?" She wasn't certain how to react to what he had just said, her defenses went up.

"Ravage your body? I think we'll save that thought for some other time. I'd like to learn about every inch of you," the fire that burned in Grissom's eyes had turned them to a midnight blue, his reservations had completely dissipated. With her fantastic body melted into his, the confidence he could thoroughly satisfy her, had engulfed him along with the flames that licked from his loins throughout his body.

"Gil, you're so damn handsome, do you know that," she caressed his soft beard, licked her lips seductively, looking from his eyes to his lips. "Kiss me," this wasn't a request, it was a lust filled demand.

You could cut the sexual tension in the room with a knife. He hesitated for a second, realizing everything between them was about to change with this indulgence. His cell phone picked the wrong time to ring.

"You're going to answer that aren't you," she watched him pull the offensive thing out of his pocket. Alex backed away from him, observing as he responded to the object of her annoyance. She wanted to pluck the phone from his hand and smash it on the imported Italian tile floor. She knew his job was important and understood that he could be called in at any time, she had no problem with this. She just wanted to quench the thirst her whole body felt every time she was near him.

There were a few rare occasions when his job frustrated him, this was one. "This had better be important," he barked into the phone, his tone would intimidate most.

"We were wondering if you were alright. Your vehicle is still here and you're not," Brass had been elected to call him, when no one could find him anywhere in the lab.

"Is there anything else you need, has something happened that needs my urgent attention," his irritation was enhanced by the fact that it wasn't a dire emergency.

"No we're just concerned about you," Brass was taken aback by the tone of his voice, yet he was glad to see that his friend had found a distraction outside of work.

"Sorry, no I'm not at the lab, I do have a life outside of there," his tone softened as he gazed at the beauty before him.

Alex had kicked her shoes under the table, removed her sweater, and started to unzip her ever so tight jeans.

Grissom forced his mouth shut, not able to tear his eyes away from her magnificent, toned, tanned, body. The last thing he remembered was shutting off his phone, it had dropped to the floor.

She peeled her jeans off slowly, looking him up and down. Her eyes lingered on his erection, clearly straining to be loosed from its clothed confines. Her jeans tossed aside, she stood there in her expensive designer black lace underwear.

The ability to form a coherent thought had left him. Kicking off his shoes, he fumbled with the buttons on his shirt, what usually was so easy he found nearly impossible, Giving up after two buttons he pulled the shirt over his head.

Tossing his shirt aside, he spanned the space between them, took her in his arms, a new wave of desirous flames licked through his body. He wanted to touch her, taste her, caress her, take her to that one place where the ultimate pleasure could be found.

She took him by the hand, led him through the large house to her master suite. When their lips finally met, an overwhelming hunger coursed through the depth of the kiss. Their tongues mapped out each others yearning. His hands enjoyed the responses his gentle caresses got from her as he felt his way over the soft silky skin encountered by his fingers.

She burned for him, each touch was so sensual and exciting, she couldn't believe how attentive and gentle this incredibly sexy man was. His kiss was deep and passionate, yet sweet and pleasurable, he was taking her breath away and she didn't care if she ever caught her breath again.

Gil, traced hot kisses down her neck to her collarbone, going slowly committing to memory every sweet tasting inch of her. He was intent on giving her pleasure in every way he could, savoring their first intimate encounter. He loved hearing her sigh contentedly or moan when he hit a delicate spot, remembering where each erogenous zone was.

Alex, in a lucid moment, undid his belt wanting to let loose the object of her ultimate desire. It wasn't easy as he was hitting every one of her sensitive response spots, how he knew this she didn't care, he was obviously an accomplished lover. She found his zipper and made short work of undoing it and pushing his pants to the floor. One more obstacle and she would have her reward. She stroked him lightly through his boxers, sighing when she realized his shear size.

He resisted the urge to thrust into her hand, even though he badly wanted her touch. He unclasped her bra with one hand, removed it with ease, taking one of her hard nipples and lavishing it with his tongue before sucking it into his warm mouth. Her response pleased him greatly. He cupped her other breast with a gentle strong hand, reveling in the fact that they were firm and full.

Alex was insane with need having freed him from the confines of his clothes. She was gaining so much pleasure from his ministrations, but, she wanted to give back, stroking him with such a light touch made him moan with her breast in his mouth. The vibration made her wetter than she ever though she could get.

He had given equal attention to each of her breasts, moving down her flat abdomen with sweet slow kisses, his hands slipped inside the elastic of her panties. He peeled them off of her slowly. Once she was naked he stood back from her and caressed her beauty with his eyes, assessing her like she was a piece of fine art from one of the masters. His eyes feasted on every inch of her, making him hope he could pleasure her properly before his need overwhelmed him.

"Gil, take me, please. I don't know how much more of this I can stand," Alex couldn't resist the fire burning in the eyes she had come to treasured so much. Her need had escalated beyond anything she had felt before.

"Patience, my love, I truly want to savor this, rushing is out of the question," he had managed to gain control over his need to toss her on the bed and ravage her, but, he truly wanted to commit every moment of this to memory.