Title: Winter Heat
Author: IrishDachsie
Rating: NC17
Disclaimer: I wish…
Winter Heat
Grissom woke from a restless sleep, his hair
plastered to his head with sweat.
Groaning lightly, he pushed himself up and pulled his damp t-shirt from
his body. After throwing it in the
general direction of the clothes hamper, he sank back down onto the
mattress.
Running the fingers of his left hand through
his wet hair, he sighed audibly as his right hand pulled the blanket back over
his body. He shifted uncomfortably and
then threw the covers across the bed. He
sat on the edge for a moment, staring at nothing in particular.
He absent-mindedly removed his boxers and
tossed them towards the hamper as he walked out of the bedroom. “This is ridiculous…”
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
He stared at his reflection as the steam from
the shower filled the room. Running his
hand across his beard, his brow furrowed in thought.
“I have changed…” He turned from the mirror and slid the shower
door open. He muttered an obscenity as the
hot water scalded his shoulder. Reaching
over to the knobs, he quickly adjusted the spray to a slightly cooler
temperature.
He stood under the stream of water, his head
bent slightly, for a few moments. The
warmth quickly melted the chill of the air hanging in his house. Straightening his body, he winced as shoulder
popped loudly.
Reaching for the soap, he lathered his
washcloth and released a frustrated chuckle.
“During the summer months, I wake up in a pool of sweat. That could easily be attributed to the desert
heat of Vegas. Just ignore the fact that
the air conditioning is always on…”
He rubbed the soft cloth over his arms and
chest, washing away the grime. “During
the winter months, no desert heat…the thermostat is never
moved from 70…and I still wake up in a pool of sweat.”
He sighed heavily, the water pounding against
his back as he ran the cloth over his lower abdomen. “For some reason, I have an idea that it has
nothing to do with the temperature of this house…”
An image flashed in his mind, causing his
member to twitch lightly in response. He
inhaled sharply as the image was quickly followed by another. He glanced down as his sensitive flesh slowly
began to harden.
The dream from an hour before began to replay
itself in his mind. He groaned softly as
his hand grasped his engorged member. As
he began to gently stroke himself, the thought occurred to him that her hand
always felt better than his own…even if it only happened in his dreams.
A grunt escaped his throat as he placed the
palm of his left hand against the tiles of the shower wall and tightened his
grip on the flesh in his right hand. His
pace increased steadily as an image presented itself to him. An image of her dark eyes staring into his as
her tongue licked a drop of his fluid from the velvety glans, just before her
mouth engulfed him once more.
His eyes slammed shut, a loud groan spilling
from his lips as his semen erupted from his thick erection and splattered
against the shower wall.
He sucked in a sharp breath as he felt the icy
water pummel his back. One small bead of
sweat rolled down his chest and mingled with the cold water splashing over his
shoulders as he fought to catch his breath.
“Mm-hm…temperature
has absolutely nothing to do with this…”
He sighed sadly as he turned the water off and slid the shower door
open. “This…is ridiculous…”
With another glance in the mirror, he pursed
his lips and stepped towards the sink.
With a single nod, he pulled the medicine cabinet open without a second
thought.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
She picked up the phone on the second ring, a
bright smile gracing her face. “Hey…”
“You sound…awake.” He chuckled lightly as he sat down on the
soft cushions of his newly purchased sofa.
“Mm…yeah, for a while now.” Her eyes narrowed slightly in concern. “You okay?”
“What?”
She shook her head lightly. “I mean…I just wasn’t expecting you to call
until later…” She glanced at the clock
quickly. “Unless my clock is wrong…”
“Is it reading…” His eyes focused on the clock resting on the
end table. “…
“Yeah…close enough to it anyway…”
“Then your clock is fine…” He smiled as she laughed gently into the
receiver.
“So, what’s…”
He interrupted her quickly with a
question. “Would you like to come over
now?” Hearing only silence for a moment,
he continued. “I mean…well…if you’re not
busy. I just thought, you know…since I’m
awake and you’re awake…maybe we could just move things up a little. The movie, I mean. And dinner. Instead of 6, we could go to the movie
now…and…”
Her sweet laughter caused him to abruptly end
his ramble. As he sighed heavily, he
heard her softly whisper three words.
“Give me twenty…”
He smiled as she disconnected the line. Placing the phone on the coffee table, he
took a deep breath and willed his entire being to relax.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Nineteen minutes and thirty-eight seconds
later, his doorbell rang. His trembling
hands smoothed the barely noticeable wrinkle in his shirt as he walked to the
front door. Exhaling deeply, he swung
the door open and offered her a bright smile.
“Hi.”
“You shaved…”
He nodded silently as he stepped to the
side. Giving him the smile that she
reserved only for him, she slid by him and into the living room. He watched her carefully, his smile widening
as he noticed the faint blush creep up the side of her neck.
“Do I look better now?”
She turned quickly and looked at him. “Excuse me?”
“Without the beard…is it better?”
She caressed his clean-shaven jaw line and
smiled. “The beard isn’t what I…” She sighed lightly and leaned forward,
pressing a gentle kiss to his skin. “I
liked the beard…I did. But…”
He arched an eyebrow as his finger tucked a
strand of her hair behind her ear. “But?”
She kissed his cheek again, this time allowing
her tongue to dart out quickly to taste him.
“But…I’ve missed being able to touch your skin there…”
He inhaled deeply as she continued to pepper
his face with soft kisses. Pressing his
hand into the small of her back, he pulled her body close to his as he tilted
his head slightly and easily captured her lips with his. She moaned softly as his tongue caressed her
bottom lip.
Taking advantage of the situation, his tongue
slipped into her mouth and gently flicked against the tip of her lithe
muscle. She responded immediately by winding
her fingers in his hair and plunging her tongue into his mouth.
Without breaking their passionate kiss, he
carefully pushed her backwards towards the couch. Feeling the cushions bump against the backs
of her legs, she pulled him down with her as she fell back onto the couch.
He groaned into her mouth as she pushed him
back and straddled his lap. She broke
the kiss when his hands slid down to the firm cheeks of her ass and pulled her
against the quite obvious bulge in his pants.
“Griss…”
His hands squeezed her flesh as she slowly
ground against him. He tilted his head
slightly in an effort to recapture her lips.
He breathed her name as she leaned out of his reach.
“Is this too soon? Considering that we’ve only been officially
seeing each other for a week?”
His hands slid to her hips, pulling her back
down on him. “Eight days, five hours,
and…some minutes…”
She chuckled lightly as his lips found her
collarbone. “Some
minutes?”
His fingertips slipped underneath the sweater
she was wearing. “You honestly can’t
expect me to be…accurate…right now…”
She gasped as his hands travelled up her sides,
pulling the sweater up as he went. He
stopped his motion and looked into her eyes expectantly. Reading the emotion in his darkened blue
orbs, she smiled as she raised her arms.
He slowly pulled the sweater over her head and
dropped it to the floor. His eyes took
in the sight before him and his heart began to race. She gazed into his eyes as she quickly
unbuttoned his shirt and pushed it from his torso.
Tightening his grip on her hips, he scooted
forward on the cushion. As he wrapped
his arms around her waist, he pushed himself up from the sofa. She draped her arms over his shoulders and
bent her head slightly, teasingly running her tongue over his lips.
He slowly made his way down the hall and pushed
the door to the bedroom open. As he
stepped into the room, her mouth covered his.
As he returned her kiss, she untangled her legs from around him and
placed her feet on the floor.
He quickly rid her of her bra and let it slide
from her shoulders. He licked his lips
as his thumb brushed across her erect nipple, eliciting a groan from her. Her fingers fumbled with his pants as he
pulled the hardened nub into his mouth.
She groaned again, this time in frustration, as
her hands failed to release his hardened flesh.
He chuckled lightly against her breast and brushed her trembling hands
away. He slid the button free and then
pulled down his zipper.
His teeth nipped at the sensitive flesh of her
breast as he moved his hands to her jeans and quickly undid them. She felt the vibration against her skin when
he groaned as she reached into his boxers.
Smiling, she pulled his erection free as she knelt in front of him.
His breathing quickened as her tongue caressed
the underside of the shaft. “Sara…oh…you…you
don’t have to…”
She grinned at him as she flicked her tongue
against the head. She stroked him slowly
as she licked her lips. “Do you think I
don’t want to?”
He opened his mouth to answer her. Her grin widened as no words spilled from his
lips. She pressed a tender kiss to the
glans as her left hand caressed the back of his thigh.
“I want to, Griss…I
want to…”
He swallowed the lump in his throat, nodding
silently as he watched her pull the head into her mouth. She sucked him gently, smiling as his eyes
slammed shut. His trembling fingers
caressed her cheek as she took more of him into her mouth.
He groaned as he felt the head bump against the
back of her throat. His eyes opened
briefly, just long enough to watch her tilt her head and swallow him into her
throat. Her hands moved to his hips as
he gently thrust into her mouth.
She felt his muscles twitch under her
fingers. She smiled brightly at him as
she pulled back, allowing his erection to slip from her mouth. Hooking her thumbs into the waistband of her
jeans, she slid them down her legs as she stood up. Stepping out of her jeans and underwear, she
stood before him completely nude. Her
fingers encircled his engorged flesh, stroking lightly as he plunged his tongue
into her mouth.
He broke the kiss and offered her a gentle
smile as he pushed her onto the bed.
Removing the remainder of his clothing, he knelt on the floor between
her legs. His tongue slid along her
inner thigh as his hands lifted her legs and draped them over his
shoulders.
He looked up at her as he grasped her hips and
pulled her closer to the edge of the bed.
He smiled sweetly at her as he dipped his head and kissed her swollen
lips.
As his fingers parted her lips and his tongue
slowly traced her wet folds, she hissed his name. His tongue flicked across her clit as his
middle finger easily slid into her warm depths.
He raised his eyes in time to see her hands close over her firm breasts.
He groaned against her clit as he
watched her fingers massage her flesh.
He pushed a second finger into her as he sucked
the small nub into his mouth. He was
rewarded with a loud moan as her fingers pressed against the back of his head,
pulling him closer to her. He continued
to lap at her aching center until he felt the muscles
in her thighs begin to quiver.
He smiled at her whimper as he pulled his mouth
and fingers from her. Her eyes widened
as he sucked her juices from his digits.
He merely smiled as he moved onto the bed beside of her. She scooted further up onto the bed and
rolled over to her side to face him. Her
hand trailed down his chest as she allowed her mouth to devour his.
As their tongues duelled in a battle of
passion, he gently pushed her onto her back and knelt between her thighs. She groaned into his mouth as she felt his
erection pressing against her throbbing clitoris.
Reluctantly, he pushed himself up and leaned
over her, grasping the handle on the nightstand drawer and tugging it
open. He smiled shyly at her as he
pulled a small foil packet out of the drawer.
Her nails lightly scratched in a circular
pattern across his torso as he rolled the latex sheath onto his raging
erection. He leaned over her, supporting
himself with his right hand as his left guided his hardened flesh into her
folds.
As the head nudged against her entrance, he
leaned down and placed a tender kiss on her lips. A smile shone in his eyes as he whispered
softly to her.
“It’s not too soon…is it?”
She shook her head quickly, wrapping her legs
around his waist and pulling him into her as she raised her hips. Neither moved for a moment; instead just
taking the time to gaze into one another’s eyes as they both adjusted to the
sensation.
With gentle precision, he began to move his
hips. His eyes closed as her hips raised to meet each of his thrusts with her own. His fingertips blindly caressed her face as
the intensity of his movements increased.
Her nails scraped across his back as he brushed
across that special spot with each stroke.
He smiled lightly as he felt her body shudder beneath him. A bead of sweat rolled down the side of his
neck and dropped onto her chest.
He opened his eyes and watched the small bead
travel down her glistening torso. His
eyes darted back to her face as he felt her inner walls clench down on
him. Their gaze locked as her nails dug
into the middle of his back. He watched
in amazement as her mouth dropped open, a primal scream erupting from her
lips.
Her legs tightened around his waist as her
juices flooded over his rapidly expanding erection. His mouth clamped over hers, muffling his own
scream as his orgasm washed over him.
His spent body collapsed on top of her.
Her fingers raked through his sweat-drenched hair as he reached between
them and carefully slid out of her. His
lips pressed gentle kisses to her neck as he tossed the condom into the
trashcan.
He rolled onto his side and gathered her into
his arms, sighing happily as she nuzzled his neck.
“You’re sweaty…” She chuckled as she licked his chest.
“Mm…not the first time…”
His eyes opened as he felt her gaze on
him. His face reddened as he stammered
an explanation.
“I mean…not the first time that I’ve been
sweaty in bed...uh…I mean…shit…um…” He
sighed heavily as he shook his head.
She rubbed his chest soothingly. “I know it’s not the first time you’ve been
with a woman, you know…”
“Yeah, I know…but, that’s not what I
meant. I meant…for the past few months…I’ve
woken up almost every day…drenched in sweat…”
She arched an eyebrow as she silently
questioned him. He chuckled nervously
and brushed his fingers through her hair.
“Let’s just say…my dreams of being with you…are
nothing compared to the real thing…”
She blushed heavily and kissed his lips. “It’s awfully hot in here for it to be
winter, isn’t it?”
He laughed as he nodded his head. His eyes closed as his tired muscles began to
relax. He whispered “I love you” as he
drifted off to sleep. She mumbled the
exact sentiment in return as she snuggled against him.
A brief smile appeared on her lips as her tired
mind registered the fact that her own dreams were nothing compared to real
thing either.