One Night
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Category:
CSI › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
7,751
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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One Night
Series Title: Lyrics Series
Title: One Night
Author: ANNE (the insane one)
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Ah….it'll give it away if I tell ;) I just got the idea for a series
of stories about Catherine and Grissom with some of my favourite songs.
Disclaimer: CBS et al own all the characters and The Corrs own "One Night"
Thanks to Kelly
This story is from Catherine's POV
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Long day and I'm ready, I'm waiting for your call
'Cos I've made up my mind
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So it's come back to this. Gil Grissom and I have fallen into to the most
abhorrent of patterns. Well…it's not the sex that's abhorrent. I've always
wanted him, and always known he would be a fantastic lover. But it's the
way we've fallen into the pattern. It started when there was a particularly
uping ing child molestation and murder case. He came to me that night and
we began this pattern. He'd call, we'd pick a place…and make love.
I call it making love because I'm in love with Gil Grissom. But I hate myself
for it. And I hate him too…because I know he doesn't love me.
The phone rings and I pick it up, knowing who it is. "Lindsey's at a sleepover,"
I murmur, without waiting for the identification of the caller. I know it's
him. It's always him.
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My heart aches with a hunger and the want that you were mine
No I cannot deny
So for one night - is it alright
That I give you
My heart - my love - my heart
Just for one night
My body - my soul
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I unlock the door to him and he watches me intently. No words are needed
as he knows I want him as much as he wants me. I close the dbehibehind him
our our lips fuse together in an intimate kiss. God, I love this man.
"Catherine," he says huskily, pulling away from me.
"Shh," I reply, placing a finger on his lips. "Just forget."
I can feel his erection pressing against me, and I wonder how we got here.
To this.
He presses warm kisses against my collar bone and I decide to start forgetting
and just feel. And there is so much to feel.
Somehow we manage to make our way into my roomcurscurse as I fumble with
the buttons of his shirt. He is the first man to make me nervous during sex.
"You're wearing too many clothes," I grumble.
He steps backward and quickly undoes the rest of the buttons, making my attempts
look like those of a feeble schoolgirl. Once the shirt is gone, I run my
hands up his chest, feeling his heartbeat against the palm of my hand.
He pushes me away again, and slips off the UNLV t-shirt that I had put on
after my shower. I can't believe how vain and girlishly foolish it is to
shower and powder before he comes over.
"No bra," he says, surprised.
I try not to giggle, remembering his attempts in the past to divest me of
my bras. "I showered earlier. Didn't bother putting it back on," I told him.
"I was getting ready for bed when you called."
"I'm sorry," Gil said, cupping my face with his hands.
For a nanosecond I let myself believe that he could possibly be in love with
me. I soon banish the thought away and pull myself closer to him, capturing
his lips again in a kiss.
We kiss intensely for a few moments and I let out a whimper of protest as
he pulls away. I climb onto the bed and pull myself back, resting my elbows
on a pillow. I almost smile as I watch him climb after me, almost with a
predatory gleam in his eye.
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Just for one night
My love - my love
For one night - one night - one night
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His body hovers over mine and then his lips lower again and I let out a low
moan as he meets mine again. I lick his lower lip gently and feel him gather
me closer to him as our tongues meet and explore. I've become almost addicted
to his kisses, with their different pressures and meanings.
I thrust up slightly, brushing my pelvis against his hardness and he groans
deep in his throat. He looks down at me and I smile cheekily at him.
He travels down my throat, pressing warm kisses to my pulse points and finally
his hands run over the top of my breasts. My hands aren't idle as they travel
through his hair, keeping him close to me. Finally…oh god yes…his mouth descends
and takes a nipple in his mouth, sucking slowly.
He's quick tonight, I'll give him that. He knows what he wants and he knows
my body well enough to know what I want. Despite my wishing that our relationship
meant more, I was ready for him when he rang.
"Gil," I grumble, pulling him back up to meet my lips. I let a hand fall
between us and grasp him, and I smile as he bucks against me.
He nods, knowing what I want and he pulls my sweatsuit pants down and over
my legs. He nudges me slightly and I lift my hips, letting him slide the
material off and throw it to the floor.
I've always found it fascinating that while he is so meticulous in everyday
life, in the bedroom, caution is thrown to the wind…along with our clothes.
To my immense delight he finally takes off his pants and joins me back on
the bed. I growl as his hand travels down and brushes against my center and
finally my clit. He chuckles at my reaction and I glare at him.
"Stop teasing," I tell him, and his eyes lift to mine, as he nods.< He He finally covers me with his warm body and my hands rest on his shoulders
and…oh god. It never fails to surprise me when he finally moves inside me.
He feels so good and so…right. My eyes flutter shut, and I give myself up
to the emotions coursing throughout my body. I can feel him watching me as
he begins to move a little faster and I open my eyes again. I suppose I'm
watching him watch me, but it's something we've just fallen into…just like
our little pattern of comfort sex.
I don't know how he does it, but he manages to hit every nerve ending and
every erogenous zone both inside and out, and I feel like he's been studying
my body for years.
My legs wrap around his waist and our mouths meet again for a passionate
kiss. He's moving faster now and my hands travel from his shoulders down
his back, trying to get him closer than is humanly possibly. Then…oh yes…my
orgasm slams into me, without warning, as it so often does with him. I never
thought I could possibly be one of those women who experienced multiple orgasms…until
him. The delicious spiral is winding up again, and I urge him on, gripping
him harder.
He knows what I need and his hand drops between us to gently circle my clit.
I know he's close and I close my eyes again, letting my body go into autopilot
and move with him as I surrender to the incredible feelings inside me. He
increases the pressure and I begin to babble. I catch his grin and would
curse at him, if it weren't for the complete pleasure that threatens to overwhelm
me. I wonder how it is possible to hate someone at the same time that you
love them with every fiber of your being. Before I can contemplate this thought
he pushes me over the edge again, and I scream his name. I can feel him swell
inside me, and he too explodes, shuddering as he groans my name.
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When morning awakes me
Well I know I'll be alone
And I feel I'll be fine
So don't you worry about me
I'm not empty on my own
For inside I'm alive
That for one night - it was so right
That I gave you
My heart - my love - my heart
Just for one night
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He's gone the next morning and I don't know why I'm surprised. He's never
there when I wake up. We cuddle for some of the night then fall asleep. By
the time I wake up he's always gone. It doesn't hurt any less though, and
I curse myself for falling in love with him. I threw the pillow that he slept
on against the wall.
"Damn you, Gil Grissom. Damn you!"
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My body - my soul
Just for one night
My love - I loved
For one night - one night - one night
For one night - it was so right
That I gave you
My heart - my love - my heart
Just for one night
My body - my soul
Just for one night
My love - my love
For one night - one night - one night
One night
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FINIS