Getting To Know You
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Category:
CSI › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
50
Views:
6,337
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own CSI, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
ch 6
Sara lay in bed tossing and turning. Once she got a sleep her dreams turned sweet…they turned amazing…they were about Grissom.
His hands were on her skin and the touch sent fire to her extremities. It felt so good and so wrong all at the same time. She wanted him so bad; she had for years she was wiggling under his touches like a wanton woman.
His lips were so soft and so warm. He dipped his tongue into her mouth asking for more permission. She granted it willingly. His hands removed her shirt so he could get more access to her lean and supple body.
His warm kisses sent surges throughout her body.
“I want you now.” Sara choked.
Removing the rest of their clothes he willingly obliged her.
She moved with him, rocking slow at first and then progressively faster. She wrapped her legs around him to deepen it. The warm waves of ecstasy overtook both of them and they collapsed into a tangled sweaty mess.
Grissom rolled over and looked at Sara. He looked down and took note of his lack of apparel. Oh Shit! What happened? Wasn’t it a dream?
Sara’s eyes slowly opened. Grissom? What is he doing here? Why is he naked? She looked down. Why am I naked? Shit, where are my clothes? Wasn’t it a dream? I went to bed dreaming of him? What did we do?
“Griss?” Sara sleepily asked.
“What.” He hesitantly asked.
“Why are you in my bed again?”
“Um…er.”
“What happened?”
“I’m…I’m not sure. I think I went to the bathroom. Again.”
“Did we?” She felt an overwhelming feeling of satisfaction. A feeling she had never really experienced before.
“I don’t know. At a guess I would say we did.” He looked at himself again. “We both seem to be lacking clothes.”
Sara looked down at her self and pulled the sheet up under her neck.
“Look Sara…I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to do this.”
“You know what, Griss. I think this could be good for us.” Where did that come from?
“How so?”
“Well we discovered yesterday that we are both relationship deficient. I was thinking that we could perhaps do this more often to make ourselves better at this. I mean if you want to… Nevermind, I’m babbling again.”
“No Sara, you may be on to something.”
“Really?”
“Yes, but how are we going to do this?”
“Well that is simple. We practice on each other until I leave for Berkley that way we will be better at this, what do you say?”
“Sure, why not.” I hope I can do this. It is beyond belief.
“Great.” Sara smiled. Don’t let your feelings get involved Sidle.
“So it starts now?” If it was that good asleep what will it be like if we are awake?
“If you want, at least that way we can be awake for it.” Sara laughed. “Do you have protection or do I need to look into that?”
“It’s fine. I am still a guy. Us responsible ones are always prepared.” He reached over into the bedside table and grabbed a foil packet. He placed it on the pillow by her head.
Grissom approached her and she could feel his warm breath on her. Her heart sped up.
“You nervous?” He asked.
“Yes. You?”
“Yes.”
“Well if we are both nervous why don’t we get un-nervous?”
Sam cried.
His hands were on her skin and the touch sent fire to her extremities. It felt so good and so wrong all at the same time. She wanted him so bad; she had for years she was wiggling under his touches like a wanton woman.
His lips were so soft and so warm. He dipped his tongue into her mouth asking for more permission. She granted it willingly. His hands removed her shirt so he could get more access to her lean and supple body.
His warm kisses sent surges throughout her body.
“I want you now.” Sara choked.
Removing the rest of their clothes he willingly obliged her.
She moved with him, rocking slow at first and then progressively faster. She wrapped her legs around him to deepen it. The warm waves of ecstasy overtook both of them and they collapsed into a tangled sweaty mess.
Grissom rolled over and looked at Sara. He looked down and took note of his lack of apparel. Oh Shit! What happened? Wasn’t it a dream?
Sara’s eyes slowly opened. Grissom? What is he doing here? Why is he naked? She looked down. Why am I naked? Shit, where are my clothes? Wasn’t it a dream? I went to bed dreaming of him? What did we do?
“Griss?” Sara sleepily asked.
“What.” He hesitantly asked.
“Why are you in my bed again?”
“Um…er.”
“What happened?”
“I’m…I’m not sure. I think I went to the bathroom. Again.”
“Did we?” She felt an overwhelming feeling of satisfaction. A feeling she had never really experienced before.
“I don’t know. At a guess I would say we did.” He looked at himself again. “We both seem to be lacking clothes.”
Sara looked down at her self and pulled the sheet up under her neck.
“Look Sara…I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to do this.”
“You know what, Griss. I think this could be good for us.” Where did that come from?
“How so?”
“Well we discovered yesterday that we are both relationship deficient. I was thinking that we could perhaps do this more often to make ourselves better at this. I mean if you want to… Nevermind, I’m babbling again.”
“No Sara, you may be on to something.”
“Really?”
“Yes, but how are we going to do this?”
“Well that is simple. We practice on each other until I leave for Berkley that way we will be better at this, what do you say?”
“Sure, why not.” I hope I can do this. It is beyond belief.
“Great.” Sara smiled. Don’t let your feelings get involved Sidle.
“So it starts now?” If it was that good asleep what will it be like if we are awake?
“If you want, at least that way we can be awake for it.” Sara laughed. “Do you have protection or do I need to look into that?”
“It’s fine. I am still a guy. Us responsible ones are always prepared.” He reached over into the bedside table and grabbed a foil packet. He placed it on the pillow by her head.
Grissom approached her and she could feel his warm breath on her. Her heart sped up.
“You nervous?” He asked.
“Yes. You?”
“Yes.”
“Well if we are both nervous why don’t we get un-nervous?”
Sam cried.