Student Becomes Master

Author: Poppie_lee.
Chapter: 2 The Lesson continues
Paring: GSR.
Rating: M (For the boldness)
Disclaimer: Not mine sadly,no harm intended.
Summary:This is the second chapter to "Student becomes Master" Grissom takes control of the lesson.

A/N I just want to thank as usual my Beta and Friend Dee without whom I'd be lost. I had a bit of trouble with this the old "this isn't very good" fairy was dancing around my head while I was writing. Anyway Dee said I was mental so here it is.

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Grissom had never felt so alive. She tasted like life, like freedom like every damn indulgence he had denied himself his whole life.

His lips were soft and his breath hot as he licked and nibbled his way to her ear lobe. “Tell me what you want Sara.” Grissom whispered before continuing downward to consume the soft flesh of her neck.

“I… I want you to touch me.” Sara said her words were breathy and desperate. She was fully aroused and aching for him. Her hips were bucking and grinding against his.

“Show me Sara. Show me how to touch you.” Grissom said as he released her hands from their pinned position. Without hesitation Sara placed her hand over his and drew it downward along her body.

Grissom met her eyes as their joint hands found her breast. The passion that they held in them scared the shit out of him but he knew he couldn't stop himself even if he wanted to. “God she was beautiful.” He thought as his hand rested upon her fleshy mound.

Sara cheeks filled with colour as she pressed his hand against her welcoming body moving his fingers as if they were hers. She let out a moan of approval as Grissom took control spreading his fingers over her firm breast; massaging it, squeezing and grasping at her flesh. Her nipple stood to attention as his thumb grazed it through the soft material of her blouse.

Grissom captured her mouth,this time there was nothing tender about his kiss. It was hard and raw. He swept his tongue into her mouth licking and biting her lips, moaning as he lost himself in her.

Sara craved him, God she needed him to touch her to give her the release her body so desperately craved. “Touch me, Gil I need you to touch me everywhere.” Sara said, pulling
his hand from her breast and guiding him to the hot ache between her legs.

Grissom though his heart would stop when he felt the heat of her core against his hand. Without hesitation he cupped her sex through the material of her pants and moved in time with her hips. Sara let out a moan of approval.

“Oh yeeees. Oh god. Gil please. More.” Sara pleaded with him as she grinded into his hand. Grissom raised himself up slightly to watch her. Sara’s eyes were closed and she was licking her lips as pleading whispers escaped her hot mouth.

He stopped and removed his hand and she opened her eyes at the loss of contact but only smiled at him as she felt his fingers brush against the soft flesh of her stomach as he undid the button of her pants. He pulled down the zip and pulled the soft material apart to reveal the black lace of her underwear.

Sara felt her body begin to tingle in anticipation of his touch.
Grissom let his fingers dance along the top of the lace, teasing her.

“I want taste you” Grissom said as he slipped one finger under the elastic of her panties.

“Yes.” Sara said her voice was husky and low.

Grissom didn’t need further encouragement. He slipped his hand under the elastic and down into her soft curls; her scent filling his senses as he found her core. He slipped one finger along her moist folds searching for the small bundle of nerves that would send her over the edge.

She was so wet and hot he couldn’t control himself. He slipped his finger into her core. “Fuck she’s tight” He thought, even with only one finger inside her he knew she would be blissfully tight against his hardening shaft. He pumped her slowly, adding another finger.

Sara moaned her approval. “Yes! Oh… Oh God Gil don’t stop.” Sara pleaded as she moved her hips in time with his hand. It was when Grissom turned his hand for deeper penetration that his thumb found her button. He gently moved the digit in small circles pressing against it lightly. He could feel her body begin to tense.

Sara’s breath had increased in pace. He watched her face intently her eyes slid closed and the low moans of her pleasure grew louder her need displayed clearly in every reaction.

“Don’t stop, oh… so close.” Sara grunted and grabbed onto his shoulders pulling him down on top of her

His body was hot as it covered her, his scent filled her senses as his mouth began whisper words of lust and desire into her ear, nibbling and biting as he spoke. Grissom slid his body downward so he was half on top of her and half on the sofa. He slid his leg between hers adding extra pressure to his movements. Sara could feel his hardening shaft brush against her thigh. She slid her hands over his back and down to the curve of his firm ass, pulling him closer.

Grissom used his mouth to pull at the material of her blouse. Seeing his intention, Sara lifted her hand and undid the buttons quickly. Needing no further help, Grissom’s mouth attacked her breast as he pulled at the lace until the firm flesh was free from its lace cover. He captured her nipple between his moist lips, biting and sucking the delicate skin until it puckered in his mouth.

Sara didn’t need further encouragement as her orgasm took her. Her body clamped tight around his fingers as her body found release.

“YEEEEEES! Oh…Gilll” Sara cried out and began pushing against his hand, riding the powerful orgasm that was ravaging her body.

Hearing his name fall from her lips in such ecstasy made his dick ache for her heat. His fingers were being coated in her juices and he couldn’t help but pull them free and swallow them tasting the sweet saltiness of her body.

Grissom let the emotions of the moment sweep over him. Sara Sidle was a human contradiction; so beautiful and yet so perfectly imperfect. Her ability to see him for more than he could see in himself made his heart ache to be the man she deserved.

“That was awesome.” Sara said finding the ability to speak. Sara opened her eyes and watched as he sucked his fingers clean. She took his face in her hand and drew him to her lips tasting herself on his mouth.

“Thank you” She said as she pulled back. There was a moment of silence as the locked gaze spoke more than a thousand words. Grissom shifted his weight making a move to stand up as he did Sara didn’t miss his hard dick as it ran along her thigh.

“Will you stay?” Sara asked and the innocence in her words struck him. How could she think he would leave after sharing something so intimate? That’s when he realized. He had never given her any real assurance that this was more than a fling or an affair.

Grissom stood and offered her his hand. Sara pulled herself up until she was standing in front of him. She was undone. That was the only word he could find to describe the state of the women in front of him now. Her hair was a curly mess; her clothes were open and creased. The scent of musk hung heavily in the air as did her question.

“Yes” Grissom said bending forward to take her swollen lips once more. Pulling back, he turned and looked toward the door way to her bedroom and then back at her. He smiled and tilted his head asking the question without words. Sara smiled and led him toward her bedroom, dropping her blouse on the floor as she walked. Grissom followed licking his lips as his dick jumped in anticipation.

He smiled from the doorway of her bedroom as she walked to the bed, switching on a light on her nightstand. Its light filled the room with a warm glow. She reached behind her back and undid her bra letting fall to the floor before turning to face him. He noticed a blush creep over her face. She was nervous and almost shy, Sara Sidle shy, even the thought made him smile.

“Come here” Sara said her husky voice hiding the nerves and insecurity she felt.

Grissom smiled as he walked into the bedroom and closed the door, shutting out all of the fears and worries that had plagued him when he thought of a life with her.

He walked toward her, undoing the top button of his shirt.

TBC… Maybe. If you want more let me know.