Tease

Pairing: Sofia/Catherine

*Warning* there is no plot and no characterization, just some short, quick smut.

Disclaimer: I don’t own CSI.

Rated: at least an M

A/N: This was written as a present for a friend, and is unbetaed. This is also the 1st time I have ever written PWP.

TEASE.


Damn that woman! Catherine just loves to tease me. First she bends over and makes sure I have a perfect view of her perfect ass and then, as if that wasn't enough, she purposely flicks her tongue while talking to me. She runs that pink appendage across her lips, knowing full well how it makes me feel; how it will take all my will power to not slam her against the nearest wall so I can claim her tongue and mouth for my own.

She walks out of the break room, sashaying her sexy, slender hips in a bold invitation that I can’t refuse. I know exactly where she’s going. So, I wait, counting to 10 in my head before slowly making my way to the lady’s locker room. Even though my thighs are tingling in anticipation, I will not give Ms. Willows the satisfaction of letting her see just how horny she’s making me.

I step into the room, and lock the door with an audible click.

“I was beginning to think you weren’t going to show up,” Catherine purred. “I was going to start without you.”

“Were you? Then by all means, don’t let me stop you.” If Catherine wants to play this game, then by all means, let’s play.

“Naw, I’ll go home instead.” Catherine picks up her bag and makes to leave. But I won’t let her. I step in her path and push her into the nearest locker with a small slam. Her bag drops to the ground with a plop, which is ignored by the both of us.

“You’re not going anywhere, Catherine. You’ve been teasing me since the moment I met you, now it’s time to deliver,” I whisper harshly into her ear. She shivers in anticipation, and I run my hand over the thin material of her shirt where I play particular attention to her breast. “Do you like that Catherine? Do you want me touch you some more?”

I don’t wait for an answer, I know she wants more, and so don’t I. So I do what I’ve been wanting to do from the beginning, and that’s to claim her mouth for my own. Our tongues twist and battle, as our moans blend into one concerto. I grind my body into hers making sure our breasts are in constant contact. Nipples rub together forming a fire that neither of us wants to put out anytime soon. I nearly come as the friction we create sends me closer to the edge. My own pussy throbs, and as it becomes dripping wet. My patience is running low. I want Catherine between my legs sucking every ounce of my cum into that pretty little mouth of hers. I want to feel those lithe fingers pry open my cunt and finger-fuck me for all she’s worth.

Instead we pull apart breathlessly. “Ready to give up Curtis?”

“No way, Willows.” To prove my point I allow my hands to tease their way down to the top of Catherine’s jean. I make short work of the button and zipper and before she can utter a single objection, her pants and underwear are pooled by her ankles. On my knees I have a direct view of a small thatch of neatly trimmed dark red hair. She is already nicely wet causing the small tuft to glisten, and my mouth to water.

I nuzzle my nose into her slit, and her heady aroma assails my senses; her pheromones surround me like a cloud of lust. I give her slit an open-mouthed kiss, allowing my tongue to dance along the edge of her outer lips, relishing my first real taste of Catherine.

Her legs shake and I know I’ve won this battle. I pull back. With her co-operation, I untie her shoes and slip them, as well as her pants and underwear off. “Get on your back, so I can see that pretty little pussy of yours,” I order.

“You know I’ll get you back for this, don’t you?” Catherine says. Despite her threat she complies. She uses her jacket as a pillow, lays down toward the edge of the bench and spreads her legs as far as they will go.

“I look forward to it,” I reply with a smirk, as I position myself in front of her opened legs. Her cunt is spread before me like an ‘all you can eat’ buffet. It’s pink and beautiful and oh so wet. Her scent is like a slap in the face and I don’t waste a single moment. Already, her little gumdrop of a clit is peeking out of its covering, making its presence known.

I pull open her inner lips as far as they will go, and run my tongue long and slow over them, purposely just missing her clit. I give her outer walls several more licks before turning my attention to that sweet, succulent little gumdrop. I latch onto her clit with my lips and press my tongue not too gently against it. Catherine bucks several inches off the bench, forcing herself deeper into my mouth, and forcing even more pressure from my tongue.

Catherine is breathing harder and harder, and I know she is reaching her climax. Her panting moans fill the locker becoming high and higher. I look up and see her breast bobbing up down as she keeps rhythm with me. Her nipples are hard and straining against her bra and shirt. I press my tongue against the underside of her clit causing Catherine’s back to arch as she calls my name out loud.

Slowly, I disentangle myself from her and while she calms down I clean myself, and her off. She gathers her discarded clothes and I watch her get dressed. It takes us several minutes before we’re composed enough to unlock the door, luckily no one is waiting. We would have had a devil of a time explaining why we both look like we had just ran a marathon.

“Sofia?” she calls right before I step out of the locker room. I stop and wait for her to continue, but I can’t look at her, not without wanting to jump her bones again. I don’t know how I’m going to be able to concentrate on paperwork, my panties are seriously damp and my clit is still throbbing.

“Yeah?” I finally say.

“I am so, going to get you back for this,” Catherine says in a low voice filled with a promise that makes me smile. “I have lots of ‘toys’ at home and I plan on making you call my name several times over.”

“And I so look forward to you trying.”


THE END