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Author's Note: Another one from Hello, I Must Be Going, Lyrics. I want my muse back... *sniffle*
Summary: Someone is listening in on Grissom and Sara or...?
Sara clutched at the back of the man who was driving his erection into her in a leisurely pace. Her head was pressed into the pillows as his warm lips were nipping at the sensitive flesh of her
neck. As her hands slid through the light sheen of sweat, her nails dug into his shoulder blades. Her hips bucked against him in a perfect timing. She hadn't realized that such perfection even
Not until they had made love for the first time.
His groans caused a slightly ticklish vibration against her skin as her inner walls began to tighten around his engorged flesh. His pace quickened, brushing across that special spot deep within her with each stroke.
His name erupted from her lips in a loud, passion-filled scream as her orgasm crashed over her. He rode the waves, dangerously close to his own release. Her legs were wrapped around his waist, pulling him deeper into her. His body shuddered violently, her name spilling from his lips in the same manner that she had screamed his just moments before.
She cried out again as she felt his semen wash over her womb.
He slid off of her, chuckling softly as he pulled her into his arms.
She forced her eyes open, smiling as her trembling fingers stroked the soft hairs of his beard. "What's so funny?"
"How many complaints has your landlord had from your neighbors ?"
Her hand moved down his sweaty chest as her smile grew. "Oh, about 20 or 30..."
His eyes widened, causing her laughter to resonate in the room. "Think about it, Griss... my neighbors have 'normal' jobs."
He nodded slowly, the redness rising to his cheeks. "Oh, yeah..."
"Well, except for Carlin..."
Grissom's eyes narrowed, his fingers stilled their circular motions on her hip. "Carlin?"
"Yeah..." She jerked her thumb towards the wall directly behind the headboard of her bed. "He lives over there..."
Sara smiled brightly as her finger circled his nipple. "I saw him one afternoon after you had gone home and I went out to check the mail..."
He inhaled sharply and opened his mouth to speak. No words came out.
"He was really nice... though a bit weird. He said that he likes it when you come over after work..."
"Well, Carlin doesn't get out much. He's more introverted than you." She leaned into him and placed a tender kiss on his lips.
Her lips found the salty skin of his neck. "You up for round two?"
She pushed him onto his back and straddled his hips. She fought to control her laughter as she read the panic in his eyes. "What's wrong, baby?"
His hands grasped her hips, effectively holding her lower body still. "He... listens?"
She chuckled softly as he whispered the question. "Says it's cheaper than renting the latest porno..." She pried his fingers from her flesh and ground her hips into him. "Come on, honey..."
"What?" She narrowed her eyes in mock confusion as her fingers lightly pinched his nipple.
"I... can't. Not now..." He bit his lip as he felt himself harden.
She smiled as she rotated her pelvis against him. "It feels like... you can."
She leaned down and flicked her tongue against his lip. "It's not like he hasn't heard it before..."
He opened his mouth to protest, but couldn't utter a single word. Unable to contain herself any longer, she broke out in laughter.
He studied her carefully. And then he realized.
"There's no Carlin, is there?"
Sara shook her head frantically as her laughter grew. His eyes narrowed as he grasped her hips and rolled her onto her back, pinning her down on the mattress.
"That wasn't very nice, Sidle..."
She gasped for a breath as she raised her hand and caressed the side of his neck. "I know... I just couldn't resist it..."
Though he tried to resist, he couldn't stop the smile from forming on his face. "What am I going to do with you?"
She lifted her hips as her hand pulled his head down. "I'm sure you can think of something..."
He groaned as his mouth covered hers. His tongue slipped between her lips as she reached in between them and grasped his erection. His tongue caressed her lithe muscle as she guided him into her.
As the head of his hardened flesh nestled into her warmth, he pulled from the kiss and looked into her eyes. "You're a bad girl, Sara..."
Her body quivered as her mind registered his playfully gruff tone. "Then... maybe I should... be punished..."
He slammed his hips forward, relishing her sharp moan as he buried himself within her in one thrust. His thumb caressed her cheekbone as he held himself still.
"Open your eyes, honey..."
She granted his request and locked her gaze with his. "Griss..."
"Are you okay?"
She nodded silently and pressed her knees against his sides. "Is... this... my punishment?"
He smiled gently and shook his head as he began to move slowly inside of her. His hands slipped underneath her as he pushed himself into a kneeling position between her legs.
She panted heavily as he lifted her hips and quickened his pace. Her nails scratched down his chest as her eyes closed.
He smiled as she locked her ankles at the small of his back. His fingers lightly squeezed the firm cheeks of her ass as he continued to thrust into her. He groaned softly as he felt her walls begin to clench around him.
His hands released her ass and grabbed her wrists, pulling her hands from his chest. He leaned over her quickly, pinning her wrists to the bed as his thrusts became more forceful.
His breath was hot on her skin as he spoke into her ear. "Scream for me..."
Her body writhed underneath him as her muscles started a seemingly continuous rippling spasm around him. Her loud scream was saturated with pleasure as it filled the bedroom.
He grunted in response as he slammed his hips into her one last time and emptied his semen deep within her for the second time that morning.
He released her wrists and pulled her into his loving embrace as their breathing slowly began to calm. He smiled as he brushed her damp hair behind her ear. "I hope Carlin enjoyed that one..."
Sara smacked him lightly and laughed.
Their laughter ended abruptly when they heard the unmistakable crash of a lamp hitting the floor in the room on the opposite side of the wall behind the headboard.
Grissom licked his suddenly dry lips and whispered to the brunette in his arms. "Tell me your neighbor has a cat... or a dog... or... some animal... over there..."
She shook her head slowly as her eyes widened in surprise. "This complex has a no pet policy..."
They both groaned in embarrassment as they heard the suddenly loud volume of the television next door.
"I thought you were joking..."
She buried her face in the crook of his arm. "I was... I promise..."
He shook his head in slight amusement as he tightened his arms around her. "So, Sidle... how many complaints have been registered with your landlord concerning the excessive noise coming from your apartment?"
She raised her head and stared at him, chuckling as she saw the amusement contained in his bright blue eyes.
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