Work Ethic
Chapter
Six
He smiled to himself
as he waited semi-patiently for her return.
His fingers tapped nervously against the steering wheel. His eyes remained on the door of Mather
Hall, but quickly began to lose their focus.
Gil, tell me you know what you’re doing…
I know what I’m doing.
Okay…so…what ARE you doing?
I asked her to stay with me for a few
days.
Why?
Why would you risk…
I’m not risking anything. So…please…
You ARE risking something. A very BIG something.
Be quiet…
Do you love this girl?
She’s hardly a girl…
Yeah…and you’re hardly 22…
Age isn’t a problem for us…that’s been
discussed. Let it go now please…
Do you love this…young woman?
Have you noticed how she holds a
cigarette? So delicately. Her fingers…they just…
You’re changing the subject, Gil.
I’m trying…you’re not cooperating…
I’m not SUPPOSED to cooperate…think
about it. I’m your con…
Don’t say it. I hate that.
Would you prefer to just say you’re
talking to yourself?
I’d prefer it if you would
just…go…away.
Oh?
And let you think things are just going to turn out perfect for you and
Miss Sidle? Come on Gil…you know me
better than that.
An optimist you’re not…
A realitist I am…
You want to know what’s real?
I’m so intrigued Professor…please…tell
me…
He sighed heavily
and muttered an obscenity. He shook a
cigarette from the pack and with a trembling hand slid his thumb over the metal
wheel of the Zippo, quickly igniting the wick.
He stared at the flame for a moment before lighting the tobacco and
inhaling deeply.
He exhaled slowly,
the smoke billowing around him before escaping out the open window. He closed his eyes as the nicotine surged
through his system. He could feel
himself calming.
Doesn’t really make sense if you think
about it. Nicotine is a stimulant...
Gil...what’s real?
Huh?
Oh...yeah...reality...
He took another drag
of the Marlboro and smiled.
Reality is the way her eyes sparkle
when she looks at me. The way my heart
races when she smiles. The way her
fingers dance over my skin. The way her
body trembles under my touch. The sound
of her voice calling out my name. The
sensation of waking up with her warm body in my arms, her head resting on my
chest. That, my friend, is reality...
Are you falling in love with her? You know you can’t...you can’t allow
yourself to do that...she’s your student, you’re leaving soon...you
just...can’t...
He shrugged his
shoulders lightly and flicked the butt out the window. He watched it bounce across the asphalt before
rolling to a stop against the curb.
So what if I am? She makes me happy...that is what’s
important...right?
You can’t...
His thoughts were
broken as the passenger door opened. He
turned his head towards the young brunette sliding into the seat next to him
and smiled.
“Sorry I took so
long...the roomie was asking questions...”
He fought the urge
to lean over and entice her with a soft kiss.
Instead, his smile widened and he gave her a wink.
“It’s okay...you
weren’t very long...”
She looked at him,
confusion etched across her features.
“Griss, I was gone for 45 minutes...”
He glanced at the
clock and chuckled. “Forty-seven,
actually...but...you’re here now. And
that’s what matters...”
She gasped lightly
at the tug in her heart. Do NOT fall in love with this man...do not
do it...
I think it might be just a little too
late for that, Sara...
Her eyes focused on
his lips. With slight horror, she
realized he was speaking. “Huh?”
Placing his hand on
her knee, he gave her a sweet smile. “I
said...are you okay?”
“Oh...uh...yeah,
yeah I’m fine...”
“You sure? Because...well...you looked a little...”
She covered his hand
with her own and squeezed gently. “A
little what?”
His fingers began to
trace small circles against the denim covering her leg. “I don’t know...lost in thought?”
Her eyes closed
slowly at the sensation his fingers were giving her. “Maybe...”
His hand moved
slowly, sliding up her inner thigh.
“Maybe? Come on, honey...tell me
what you were thinking...”
Honey...he just called me...honey...
“I was thinking…” Her voice trailed off as his hand gently caressed the inside of her thigh.
“Thinking…what?” His tone was
low, almost hypnotic.
Her eyelids slowly parted as she turned her head towards him, revealing
irises black with lust. “Can we just…go
back to the hotel?”
His hand trembled with the urge to slide around her neck and pull her
into a passionate kiss. Giving her
thigh one last gentle squeeze, he removed his hand and threw the transmission
into reverse.
He cleared his throat lightly as he pulled out of the parking lot. “So…how did you rate getting a room in one
of the River Houses?”
She shrugged her shoulders and a light chuckle escaped her lips. “Just…lucky, I guess…”
Giving her a quick glance, he grinned at the redness beginning to tint
her cheeks.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
He nodded at the young blonde at the front desk as he carefully guided
Sara through the sudden swarm of people in the lobby. They made their way to the elevator as quickly as possible.
He punched the button and took a step back, allowing his hand to fall
from the small of her back. She sighed
lightly at the loss of contact. He
smiled as the elevator doors opened and quickly ushered her inside.
As the doors slid shut, he moved behind her and pulled her back against
his chest. She could feel his growing
arousal pressed against her. He groaned
lightly as she shifted in his arms, effectively brushing her denim-covered ass
against his semi-hard cock.
Pushing her hair to the side, his lips nipped at the exposed flesh of
her neck. She turned in his arms
suddenly. Grinning at the surprise in
his eyes, she quickly pushed him against the wall.
“Sara…”
She silenced his protests by covering his mouth with her own, and
slipping her tongue between his lips.
His hands came to a rest on her hips and against his better judgment, he
used his hands to pull her lower body against his.
Gil…calm down…you’re in a public area…
It’s an elevator…
Yeah…a PUBLIC elevator..
With a soft moan, he broke the kiss and released his death grip on her
hips.
A breathless voice somehow managed to form a question. “What’s…wrong?”
He glanced around their surroundings nervously. “We…uh…we should wait…not here…”
“Haven’t you ever…uh…had sex…in an elevator?”
He blushed heavily and shook his head in disbelief. “I didn’t say that, Sara…I just said…we
should wait…”
“So…you have?”
The red hue darkened as he chuckled nervously. “I…uh…I didn’t say that either…”
She tilted her head slightly as she licked her lips seductively. “So…which is it, Dr. Grissom?”
He breathed a sigh of relief as the elevator doors slid open. “Uh…our floor…”
She leaned into him slightly, her sultry voice low. “Our floor…your room…come on, Griss…have a
stamp collection to show me?”
She pressed her lips to his cheek before she backed out, motioning for
him to follow her to his room. He
exhaled a deep breath and muttered quietly to himself as he exited the
elevator.
“I collect insects…”
She grinned as her head quickly turned towards him. “So…show me your bug collection?”
He licked his dry lips as he followed her down the hall to his
room. Their room for the next few
days…at least.
He barely had the door closed before Sara attacked
him. He responded to her touches,
pulling her body against his as her teeth nipped at his neck. He leaned his head back, resting it on the
wooden door behind him. His hands
quickly undid the buttons of her shirt and pushed the garment from her
shoulders.
Her mouth clamped down on his neck and sucked hungrily as
his fingers teased her nipples. He
groaned as she pulled his flesh into her mouth and increased her suction.
Gil!
Mm…
Gil!
Feels…wonderful…
GIL!
What? Oh god…go
away…please…I’m busy. I don’t have time
for you right…oh shit…yeah, that feels SO good…
Her hands quickly unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. Sliding her hand inside of his boxers, she grasped his erection and squeezed gently.
Gil…just listen to me!
No…no…leave…me…alone…
Your neck…Gil…
Yeah…her mouth feels so good on my neck. Can’t you feel it too? The way her tongue…oh god…yes…
Gil…YOUR NECK…stop her…stop her NOW…
No…why would I do that?
Just relax…let yourself…feel…
Get your cock out of her hand and THINK for a minute. She’s SUCKING your neck…
Mm-hm…yes, she is…
HARD!
Mm…harder…yeah…squeeze it harder baby…
DAMMIT GIL! Tell me
how you’re going to explain a hickey…
Who cares?
People have seen the two of you together…if you go to class
Monday with a hickey the size of Texas on your neck…
His eyes snapped open.
Good…eyes are open…now…stop her…
He moved his hands to her shoulders and pushed her back
slightly. Pulling her mouth from his
neck, she looked into his eyes and smiled.
“Sorry…”
His fingers slid under the straps of her bra. “It’s…okay.”
He took a couple of steps forward, smiling as she took a
couple of steps back. He quickly rid
himself of his shirt and dropped it to the floor. His eyes studied her carefully as she pulled her bra free from
her body and tossed it onto the chair.
He licked his lips when he saw her hands slide down her stomach only to
stop when she reached the button on her jeans.
She ran one finger down his chest as she unfastened her
Levi’s. The blood rushing in his head
muffled the sound of the zipper being pulled down. Pulling her hand away from his aching body, she pushed her jeans
down and stepped out of them, leaving herself standing naked before him.
Oh…God, she’s beautiful…
Gil…
Not listening to you right now…I…
His thoughts came to a screeching halt as he moved to her and wrapped his arms around her, dipping his head to suckle on her neck as she had his earlier. She tilted her head back as his hungry lips moved to her throat, his tongue teasing her flesh before allowing his teeth to graze across her skin.
Hearing her moan lightly, he smiled as he pulled away from
her. She opened her eyes, silently
questioning him. Her body trembled as
she felt his hand glide over her hip.
She watched him as he knelt in front of her. His hands gripped her hips tightly as she started to move to the
floor with him.
Looking up at her, he grinned and shook his head. “No…stand there…”
“Griss…”
“Shhh…”
He maintained eye contact with her as his hand gently
covered her mound. Her eyes closed and
she gasped as his fingers parted her lips.
His heart began to race when he encountered the moisture there. His finger slid easily into her warmth. Moving closer to her, he blew a warm puff of
air over her clit. Feeling her body
tense, he slid another finger inside as his mouth closed over her hardened nub.
Her left hand gripped his shoulder as the fingers of her
right hand tightened in his dark curls, effectively holding him in place. He felt her body shudder as his tongue
circled her clit.
“God…Griss…”
He sucked her clit into his mouth, holding it gently
between his teeth while his tongue flicked against it. He moaned against her when he felt her slick
walls begin to tighten around his fingers.
Now…do it now…
I thought you didn’t want me doing this it all?
Shut up…and…do it!
He smiled inwardly as he released her clit from his mouth
and abruptly pulled his fingers from her.
She groaned loudly.
“What…I…so close…”
Her breathing heavy, she looked down to see him smiling brightly at
her. “Griss…”
Sliding his hands up her thighs to her hips, he grasped her
and tapped his fingers lightly against her quivering skin. “Come here…”
“I…you…why did you…”
“Shhh…come here…”
When she didn’t move, he grinned and ran his tongue up her
inner thigh. Gasping as her knees
buckled, she was semi-aware of the fact that he had caught her before she hit
the floor.
“Gil…”
“I told you to come here…”
His devilish grin danced in his eyes.
After laying her down on the floor, he stood quickly and
removed his pants and boxers before kneeling down between her legs. The hard shaft of his cock pressed against
her clitoris as he leaned over her and plunged his tongue into her mouth.
Feeling her hands on his back, he broke the kiss and looked
into her eyes. “Tell me…”
“Tell you what?”
She pushed her hips up, gasping lightly at the friction her movement
created.
He shifted his body slightly, closing his eyes as the head
of his cock nudged against her clit.
“What you want…tell me…what you want…”
Her nails raked across his back as she wrapped her legs
around him in an attempt to pull him closer.
“You…please…”
“Me? That’s…a vague
answer, Sara. What do you want?” His voice was unbelievably steady. He couldn’t even believe that there wasn’t a
trace of a wobble in it. He smiled as
her eyes snapped open.
“What?”
“Talk to me…tell me what you want…what do you want me to
do?”
“I…” She shifted
her hips again in an attempt to pull his raging erection inside of her.
He chuckled lightly as he slowly shook his head. “Not going to work, honey…tell me…”
“God…Griss…inside…”
Her eyes locked with his. “Fuck
me…”
His eyes widened slightly.
“Fuck you?”
“Yes…oh god, yes…”
He ground his cock against her clit, relishing her
moans. “Are you sure?”
“Would…you quit…asking that?”
He grinned as he shifted his hips and eased the head of his
erection inside of her. He groaned as
she tightened her legs around him, pulling him in deeper. After having fully entered her, he stopped
and looked down at her. Smiling sweetly
at her, he removed her left hand from his body and placed it beside of her
head, lacing his fingers with hers.
Lowering his head, he began placing soft kisses on her neck
and collarbone as he slowly moved within her.
Her fingers tightened around his as she pushed her hips against him,
urging him to thrust deeper…harder.
He gave her a lopsided smile as he continued his easy
pace. “Patience…”
She gave a slight whimper as her glazed eyes stared into
his. He stopped his movement and
released her hand. Stroking her cheek
with his finger, he leaned down kissed her softly.
“Sara…”
He didn’t give her a chance to reply to her name as he
pulled his cock back slowly, only allowing the glans to remain wedged in her
folds. Pushing himself up to his knees,
he gripped her hips firmly and slowly pulled her towards him.
“Please…” Her voice
was nothing more than a ragged whisper.
His fingers traced circular patterns against her skin as he
contemplated his impending actions. His
heart melted as he watched a single tear roll from the corner of her eye. She gave him a brief smile and nodded her
head, silently assuring him that she was completely sure of what she wanted.
Taking a deep breath, his fingers grasped her hips tightly
as he slammed into her. He pulled back
slowly, only to quickly thrust into her again.
And again. And…again.
Hearing her moans, feeling her nails scrape across his
chest, feeling her fluid build up around his hard cock...it all told him that
this was what she wanted, indeed. He
maintained his quick pace, plunging deeply into her with each thrust.
He slowed his movement as he felt her inner walls begin to
clench down on him. Seeing the
confusion in her eyes, he smiled as he leaned back over her. Her fingers tangled in his wet curls as his
tongue probed her mouth gently.
Her left hand slid across his back, unable to grip his skin
through the layer of sweat that had coated his body, as she moaned into his
mouth. Feeling her warm juices smother
him was just too much for him to handle.
He supposed it would be too hard for any man to handle…not necessarily
‘it’, but…just Sara Sidle in general.
What’s that supposed to mean?
God, I thought you had left…
Nah…just quiet for a while.
Huh?
What’s that supposed to mean? ‘Sara Sidle in general’…
Later…
Now…
Shut up!
He buried his face in the crook of her neck and moaned her name as he emptied his semen deep inside of her. She held him tightly against her as her hands ran through his hair. He placed a tender kiss on her neck and rolled them onto their sides.
She sighed lightly as his softening member slid from her.
Both of them too tired to move, he pulled her into his arms
and smiled as she snuggled against him.
She yawned as she curled her body into his.
“I…need a cigarette…”
He chuckled lightly.
“I’ll get you one in a minute.
Just…lay here with me for a while?”
“Mmm…”
He stroked her back gently as they lay there. It wasn’t long before they were both
sleeping peacefully in one another’s arms.
He winced as he rolled over, the muscles in his back
screaming their protest at movement of any sort. Taking a deep breath, he caught a whiff of smoke. His eyes opened quickly and took in his
surroundings.
Okay…so, you’re on
the floor…naked, covered with a blanket.
Where the hell did a blanket come from?
And…where the hell is Sara?
Smoke…Marlboro smoke…she’s awake…
He pushed himself up slowly, compromising with his back as
he moved.
“Hey…”
His head turned towards the cheerful voice. Meeting her eyes, he grinned as she took
another drag from her cigarette.
“Hey…how long have you been up?”
She ran her long fingers through her damp hair. “Not very…long enough to take a shower and
light a cigarette…”
“Can I have one?”
She tilted her head slightly and grinned. “A shower, or…a cigarette?”
Standing up, he modestly wrapped the blanket around him as
he walked over to sit beside of her on the sofa. “Actually…I was talking about a cigarette. The shower can wait for a minute…”
Nodding, she picked up her pack from the table and began to
shake one out for him. Her heart
started to race as he took hold of her wrist and pulled her hand towards his
mouth. She watched him carefully as he
twisted her hand slightly so that he could take a puff from her own Marlboro.
He inhaled deeply, allowing the smoke to swirl in his lungs
before softly exhaling. “Mm…better…”
“How’s your back?”
He stretched gently, grimacing as the vertebrae cracked
loudly. “Stiff…but…okay now…”
Silence filled the room as he lit his own cigarette and
relaxed on the couch beside of her. She
glanced at him as she ground the remainder of her cigarette into the ashtray.
“Griss?”
“Yeah?”
“What are we doing?”
His heart lurched in his chest. You see? She wants to
have THE talk now…what are you going to tell her, Professor?
Shhh…
Are you going to tell her it’s just sex?
I…don’t lie…
And what’s that supposed to mean, Gil?
It means…it’s NOT just sex…
Oh shit…you did it, didn’t you? You just had to cross that line…
I think I’ve crossed quite a few lines in the past few
days…
“What are we doing?
Um…what exactly do you mean, Sara?”
She motioned slowly between their bodies. “This…what is this?”
“Sara…”
She stood up quickly, shaking her head. “Oh God…I shouldn’t have asked that. I’m sorry…just forget that I said anything,
okay?”
“Why?”
She stopped halfway across the room, but didn’t turn to
look at him. “Because…I…I know what
this is for you…”
“Sara…look at me…please…”
Taking a deep breath, she slowly granted his request. She was more than a little surprised to see
a smile on his face.
“What do you think this is for me?”
“You know…sex…it’s a sex thing…”
He gently tapped the filter of the Marlboro with his thumb
and shook his head. “If sex were what I
cared about…I would’ve picked up that blonde at the front desk downstairs…”
He placed the cigarette in the ashtray and stood. Walking slowly towards her, he smiled as he
noticed the slight tremble of her body.
“This isn’t just about sex, Sara…”
“Then…what…”
“I think…I’m beginning to have some…unethical feelings…towards
you…”
Her eyes closed as his fingers gently caressed her
cheek. “Feelings?”
His hands moved lower, carefully pushing her robe away from
her soft skin. He placed a soft kiss on
her neck before moving his lips to nibble lightly on her earlobe. “Mm-hm…feelings…”
Her hands roamed across his bare back as his lips found her
neck again, teasingly nipping at her sensitive flesh. “Gil…”
“I…I want to make love with you, Sara…”
Placing her hands on his chest, she pushed herself back a
few inches. Catching his eyes with her
own, she smiled nervously at him.
“What…did you say?”
His fingers traced her jawline before dancing lightly down
her neck. Pulling her closer to him,
his eyes remained locked with hers. “I
said…I want to make love with you…” He
took a deep breath and continued slowly.
“I…I don’t want to have sex with you…I don’t want to…fuck you…”
“Gil…what about…”
Her question was cut short as his mouth closed over
hers. Wrapping her arms around his
neck, she allowed him to lift her into his arms and carry her into the bedroom.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
After carefully laying her in his bed, he climbed in beside
of her. Her muscles quivered at his
gentle touch. She smiled inwardly at
his words spoken just a few minutes before.
I want to make love with you…
She gasped as he touched her, his fingers trailing across
her skin. She moaned into his mouth as
his tongue sought out her own. Her mind
attempted to catalogue each minute difference it could detect in the way he touched
her, kissed her, looked at her…compared to their previous encounters.
She lost count fairly quickly. Everything was different this time. This wasn’t just another sexual encounter…he was going to make
love with her.
He gazed down at her, silently wondering what was going on
in her head. You never know unless
you ask..
True…but…what if this isn’t what she wants?
Uh…okay…look at her…
Shut up…
“Sara?”
Her eyes fluttered open at the sound of her whispered name
from his lips. “Hm?”
He brushed back a strand of hair from her face and tucked
it behind her ear. “What are you
thinking about?”
“I…this is…well, it’s different…”
His heart issued a brief warning of panic. “What?”
Her fingers outlined his lips before pulling his face
closer to hers. “It’s
different…good…wonderfully different…”
“So…uh…”
“Gil…make love to me.”
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
“Hey, Griss…have you seen Brass?”
His eyes snapped up to his blonde co-worker. “Huh?
Uh…no Catherine…no…I haven’t…”
“You okay? You seem
kind of…out of it…”
“Sure…yeah, I’m fine…any news on Holly yet?”
Catherine’s amused expression fell from her face. “No…”
Grissom sighed heavily as the sheriff walked into the
breakroom. “Grissom.”
“Mobley…”
“Can you come into my office? I…have something to discuss with you.”
Giving a quick glance towards Catherine and shrugging his
shoulders lightly, he followed the sheriff down the hall.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
“What?”
“Gil…come on…you know that you’re the best qualified for
the position.”
“What about Jim?
HE’S the supervisor…not me…”
“Not anymore.
Simple as that. The job is yours
now. Brass is being…taken care of.”
“Look…”
“No…YOU look. You
are the supervisor. These are YOUR
CSI’s. This is YOUR shift. YOU need to find a way to deal with Brown.”
“What? Warrick?”
“I want a full investigation on him, Gil. And…I really don’t care how you do it. Just do it.”
“Brian…”
“You’re excused, Grissom.”
Grissom stared wide-eyed at the sheriff for a few brief
moments before standing and walking towards the door. Turning around, he narrowed his eyes slightly. “Do you know what you’re doing, Brian?”
“Get whoever you need to help you with the internal
investigation.”
With a heavy sigh, Grissom slowly walked back towards his
office.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
His fingers hovered over the numbers on his cellphone. Hesitantly, he punched the number he knew so
well and lifted the phone to his ear.
“Sidle.”
“Hi…”
Her voice immediately softened. “Hey…I was just getting ready to email you…how are you?”
“I…Sara, I don’t know…”
“What’s wrong, Griss?”
“I...uh…I was just promoted to Supervisor…”
“Griss! That’s
wonderful!”
He shook his head sadly.
“No…no, Sara…it’s not…”
“What happened?”
She listened intently as he went through the entire
scenario…and as many details as he personally knew. She sighed heavily, her heart aching for the man on the other end
of the line.
“And…now they want ME to do an internal investigation on
Warrick. Sara…how am I supposed to do
that?”
“You get someone else in…someone you trust to do the best job possible…someone you can rely on. That’s what you do. Let that perso