Just Listen

Sara hadn’t seen a shift this dull in a long time. The criminal element must have taken a vacation because there was nothing to do except go over cold cases. Not one robbery, assault, rape, or murder had come in. Nick was so bored he actually got excited when Catherine sent him on a trick roll. Sara signed out and started getting nervous as she headed home. The closer she got to her apartment, the worse her nerves were.

Grissom pulled up in front of Sara’s apartment building just as she was arriving and followed her inside carrying a couple of shopping bags. He had spent his time planning everything so he could show Sara just how much she meant to him. He had cooked dinner for her at his place and just had to heat everything. But first he planned to pamper her.

Sara wasn’t sure what to make of Grissom sitting her in her own living room and telling her not to move, but he had that twinkle in his eye that told her he was up to something. So she went along with it. “Are you sure there’s nothing I can help you with Griss?” “No you just sit there and relax. I’ll have everything ready in a few minutes.” He carried a second bag into her bathroom and a few minutes later emerged and escorted her in.

Her bathroom was glowing with candlelight as Grissom had placed and lit candles on every flat surface in the room. Her claw foot tub was filled with steaming water, bubbles and rose petals floated in the water. The sight was breathtaking. She turned to Grissom with tears in her eyes. He just smiled and pushed her hair away from her face. “I knew you’ve had a rough few days, so I thought I would help you relax.” He began to undress her, caressing every inch of her skin as it was exposed, but doing nothing that she could have interpreted as sexual. He knelt to the floor as he guided her panties down her long legs.

Sara watched him as he caressed her legs and sides on his way back to his feet. If she had any doubt as to how much this man loved her, it was chased away by the look in those crystal blue eyes. She thought it was heaven when he took her hand and helped her step into the tub. She was wrong. Heaven was when she felt his strong hands lean her back against the tub and started washing her hair. She was so relaxed that she barely registered when he finished. “Now you just stay there and enjoy. I’ll check on dinner.”

Grissom checked on the manicotti, stirred the sauce, and tried to find anything to distract him from his arousal. Sara was an absolute vision and seeing her in the flesh eclipsed all of his fantasies. Once he was sure dinner was ready, and he had himself under control, he went back to the bathroom. “Hey you aren’t falling asleep in there are you? Dinner’s ready when you are.”

“Thanks Griss. This is really great.”

He smiled and left her to get dressed. Sara drained the cooling water, dried herself, and slipped into a silk dressing gown. Dinner was equally wonderful and she found herself wondering how women had let a man this wonderful slip away. Afterwards Grissom sent her back to the living room while he cleaned up. She watched him work and wondered what she ever did to deserve a man like Gil Grissom. He walked over to her with a bottle in his hand he had retrieved from another bag he stashed in the kitchen.

“Let’s get you comfortable and I’ll rub your back.” He followed her as she walked into her bedroom, biting back a groan as he watched the silk caress her behind. She positioned her self in the center of her bed lying on her stomach and Griss knelt beside her, pulling the dressing gown off her shoulders and exposing her back. As he tucked the silk around her hips she giggled. “This is a lot of trouble to go through just to get a girl naked Griss.” He smiled at her as he started to warm the oil in his hands. “That’s not what this is about and you know it.”

Sara closed her eyes and sighed as his hands went to work on the tension in her shoulders. She practically purred as he worked down her back melting away her stress with his hands. When he began to work on a tension knot just above her tailbone her eyes flew open. That was definitely not expected. The longer he worked on that knot, the more intense the sensations coursing through her became. Sara bit her comforter to try and muffle her groan. Grissom pretended he didn’t hear her and kept working that place on her back. She unconsciously shifted and moved her legs apart slightly and he smiled. He knew what the massage was doing to her and he had no intention of letting up. “Ahh Griss.” “It’s alright honey. Just relax and let go.” He leaned over and lightly kissed the back of her neck. The added stimulation sent Sara into an orgasm like she had never experienced. She was trembling and trying to catch her breath when Grissom stopped the massage and pulled the robe back up to her shoulders.

Sara caught her breath and opened her eyes to see him lying on his side next to her, his head propped up his hand and a smirk on his face. She sat up, readjusted her dressing gown, and stretched out on her back beside him. “So that’s your relaxation technique. I’m still trying to figure out how you did that.” “I take you liked that.” She snuggled closer to him. “Like is an understatement.” After a few minutes Sara retrieved the smallest vibrator from their shopping trip and handed it to him.

He went slowly with her, at times more slowly than she wanted him to. But he had to be sure she was comfortable, that she was relaxed, and that she knew she was loved. Sara watched his eyes and enjoyed the feelings Grissom created in her body. She was confident this would work and she would finally be able to be with the man she loved, and then it happened. Grissom had relaxed her and she was accepting being touched by him. He carefully began to insert the vibrator into her when she gasped and her face contorted in pain. He dropped the vibrator onto the bed and was at her side in an instant.

“It’s alright honey. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.”

Sara let out the breath she was holding and looked over at him. “It’s alright. You didn’t do anything wrong Griss. Neither one of us expected it to be like that.” Grissom stroked her hair and caressed her anywhere he could reach. “Are you alright? Do you need anything? I remember after your appointment you were in pain for quite a while.”

Sara smiled at his concern. “No I’m fine. Really. Unlike the doctor, as soon as you realized it hurt, you stopped. The doctor couldn’t do that for me. I’m just so frustrated right now. I really thought this was going to work and that I’d be able to have a normal relationship.”

Grissom took her hand and brought it to his lips. “You will sweetheart. This will work. You heard the doctor; we just have to take it slow. It shouldn’t hurt you. Obviously this was just too large to start with. We’ll just take it a little slower another time.”

“Grissom that was the smallest one they had.” “I know that. I was there when you bought it. But just because they don’t carry sex toys small enough to not hurt you, there are other ways. If that’s what you want.”

“Of course it’s what I want Griss. I love you and I trust you. So what’s your idea?” He leaned over and gently kissed her forehead. “That can wait for another time.” But Sara had other ideas. After a few minutes of arguing, he conceded and got her positioned with pillows under her head and one under her hips. He talked to her, telling her everything he was doing and got her taking deep breaths while he positioned her legs open for him. Sara tried to relax, but the uncertainly persisted. She watched him open the massage oil once more and he began to massage her legs, stomach, and breasts. Once more he took her to a place where she was relaxed, safe, and loved. He spoke softly to her occasionally telling her where he was going to touch, reminding her to breathe deeply and to look at him.

He brought his hands down her abs and ran them close to her mound. The he put all control in her hands when he softly asked, “May I touch?” Sara nodded and watched his hands as he lightly poured massage oil over his hand to drip onto her mound. He began to massage her outer lips. He was slow and gentle with this massage, and when he moved to her inner lips she was nearly in tears with pleasure. Again he turned control over to her when he asked, “May I kiss?” She whispered her consent and was shocked when he didn’t move up the bed to miss her, but instead dropped his head between her thighs planting light kisses on her nether lips as he continued to massage her. He lightly massaged her clit and smiled as she moaned her pleasure. Grissom turned his hand to lay his palm on her mound while massaging her clit with his thumb as Sara’s orgasm overtook her. While she was in the throes of pleasure, he slid his tongue into her and quickly flicked it.

Sara’s response was immediate. Her back arched pulling her body taunt as she howled in pleasure. Grissom pulled back and lapped her juices as her breathing slowed. He looked up and saw her eyes were wild with passion and heard her voice thick with desire. “Don’t stop.” Grissom smiled at her with a mischievous twinkle in his eye. “You liked that? You want more?”

Sara smiled and leaned up on elbows. “Oh God yes. Where did you learn how to do that?” Grissom smiled. “Internet insomnia. You’d be surprised what kind of information is out there. This was actually on a website with information and instructions on tantric massage. Well not these exact instructions. I had to improvise a bit due to your condition.”

He resumed his massage and watched her reactions again. This time instead of his tongue, he inserted his pinky into her opening and flicked it. He felt her muscles tense around him and searched her face for any sign of pain. He was relieved when he found none and he leaned forward to tongue her clit while moving his finger around and in and out.

Sara rode the orgasmic wave as she felt his finger inside her. It felt huge, but surprisingly she didn’t feel any pain. Only the pressure the therapist had described to her. As her orgasm subsided, she began to flex her pelvic floor muscles as her therapist instructed her to do. Looking down at Grissom who was patiently lying between her thighs, she knew they would get through this together. She knew that one day she would be in this position, and the man she loved would be making love to her.