Retribution

Chapter: 34

As they entered the bedroom Sara headed for the bathroom to change. She wasn’t quite sure why she kept going into the bathroom to do it. Initially she’d done it not to cause Grissom any discomfort but now it came automatically.

“Where are you going?” He asked unbuttoning his shirt.

Sara stopped and thought. “Erm….to change.”

Grissom walked to her and pulled her back into the bedroom.

“I’m here to pamper you Sara…let me undress you”, he whispered huskily. His confidence was definitely building now as his shirt fell to the floor.

Sara was a little surprised at his request but nodded her agreement as he took her hand and led her towards the bed. She initially felt relaxed but then tensed a little as he began to unbutton her blouse. All she could think about was the scars and the fact that they hadn‘t been this intimate with each other since “the incident“, would he react badly again? Would she even freak out if he touched her. She didn’t know.

He could see the slight distress appear on her face and slowly leaned forward to her ear. Nipping it slightly with his teeth. She jumped a little.

“It’s ok Sara, trust me. Do you trust me?”

She pulled back to face him. “Yes”.

“Then relax”.

Sara nodded and he continued to unbutton her. Her eyes roamed his body, his taut chest, perfect biceps. You would never thought he was in his 50’s. He returned the favour as her top fell from her body. No bra…again!

Second note to self: Sara’s breast definitely grow with pregnancy!

He actually felt his now modest erection twitch as he looked over her perfect skin. He shook his head slightly. Breath…breath.

“Turn around…”, he requested.

Sara hesitated. “Please”, he said softly. “Trust me…I wont hurt you”.

Sara smirked a little and ran her hand down his chest. “I never thought you ever would”, she said and slowly turned. Still, she closed her eyes just in case a bad reaction came. But then she jumped as his lips connected with her shoulder, warm and soft. He kissed the tip of one of her scars and then worked his way around her back, kissing each one in turn, as if trying to sooth her and wash all her pain away. She tilted her head back as he worked his way back up, now she was tingling all over. And when his lips found that ever so sensitive spot on her neck, she thought she would die right there and then. His lips moved up slowly to her ear as she felt her eyes glaze over.

“Lie on the bed”, he whispered and she groggily complied, face down her arms by her sides.

Grissom stood and went to the bed side cabinet, pulling out a bottle of baby oil he knelt beside her and she felt the bed dip under his weight. She seemed to wait for an eternity before she felt him carefully straddling her legs very gently, looming over her, but keeping most of his weight to himself.

“Are you ok?”, he asked.

“Hmmm”, was all that escaped her lips.

Grissom squirted some of the oil onto his hands and rubbed them together.

“Ready?”

“More than”, she replied.

Grissom smiled and then Sara felt him gently begin the luxurious assault of her body. His hands masterful, so soft but so firm. Demanding yet delicate. Good, but oh so bad. Grissom had always been one hell of a masseuse.

“Oooh…” she moaned. “Feels…so good!” Grissom swallowed the lump in his throat, trying to control the feelings arising again beneath his waist.

“So..”, he began. “How long until…er…um…er…you know….erm…”

Sara chuckled to herself. “The doctor said 2 to 3 weeks before I should try anything…strenuous.”

“Oh”, Grissom said sounding a little disappointed. He knew it would take a little longer before they were both ready to get into anything a little more physical but that seemed like a lifetime away.

“You think you can lost that long?” She said without even thinking and then bit her lip, not trying to imply he was begging for it or anything.

Grissom faked a smile. “It’s been 8 months honey, I’m sure I can wait a few weeks more.”

Ok Sara thought, I’ll play along as he obviously didn’t take her comment the wrong way.

“You sure?” She wiggled her hips slightly brushing against him.

Grissom gasped. “Sara!”, he warned her.

She laughed. “You know….just because you can’t do anything to me….doesn’t mean I can’t give you something…..” She wriggled again.

“Oh god!”, he mumbled. She was killing him.

“Erm, I appreciate the offer honey, but I’d rather wait.”

Now she bucked up slightly, devilishly teasing him, looking over her shoulder at his reddening race.

“Your positive…….?”

Grissom sighed heavily in relief as the cries came through the baby monitor.

‘Thank god!’, he thought to himself thinking he might explode. He jumped off Sara, “I’ll go” he said in hurried relief and shuffled quickly towards the door to retrieve his crying son.

Sara flipped over to see him almost running and smiled. At least she’d struck a chord! And then she struggled to hold in her gasp as she saw the massive hard on Grissom had in his pants.

“Be careful with that!” she shouted. “Dangerous weapon you know!”

He turned to her after looking down at the bulge, blushing slightly but shrugging it off.

“And wait until I get to shoot it all into you Miss Sidle!” He turned and left without another word as Sara felt herself tingle all over at his words. Was he back? Would he? Damn labour! She wanted him…now!

“Hey little man……” Sara heard over the monitor, her son’s wailing almost blocking out Grissom’s voice. “What’s all that noise for hey?” You know you don’t want to upset your mommy. She’s an evil, evil woman!”

Sara grinned.

Grissom bent over the crib and picked up Michael softly in his arms. Almost immediately his cries subdued into a slight blubber at the comfort of his father embraced him. Grissom held him into his shoulder, rocking him gently. “There we go….I guess your hungry again aren’t you?”

Michael slightly sobbed again.

“Well…daddy can’t help you in that department but I know a certain tease demon that can!”

Sara was seriously struggling to keep her laughter in now. He’d obviously forgotten about the monitor.

“Come on…let’s go see mommy. You know I wish I was in your position right now.”. Then Grissom shook his head. “I can’t believe I just said that!”, he mumbled but Sara heard him.

Grissom and son headed back to the bedroom just as Michael’s cries intensified once more. As soon as Grissom entered the room Sara reached out to take Michael from him.

“Tease demon hey?”

Grissom looked shocked. She’d herd everything. “Bugger!”, he thought, the monitor! He grinned.

Sara placed Michael on her still naked chest and he immediately knew what he was looking for, finding it in an instant. He clamped on and nuzzled contently.

She looked up at Grissom and smiled. He smiled back. He then realised how much love their actually was in the room right then. And it was bursting to break free!

“I’m going to go take a cold shower ok?”

Sara nodded him a grin. “Ok”.

Off he went, he so needed unsexy thoughts and lots of them!