Grissom watches me intently as I trace the top of his underwear with my index finger. I see the look on his face, and I know he's struggling to maintain control. I slowly pull his boxer-briefs down, watching as his erection pops free. My eyes widen and my mouth starts to water at the sight of him. I have spent so many nights fantasizing about Gil Grissom, and it must be said that he far exceeds any expectations I could have ever had. Grissom lifts his hips so I can pull his underwear completely off, then I toss them somewhere behind me.

I look into his gorgeous face, and I see the hesitation he's trying to hide. He's nervous. I know Grissom well enough to know what's going through his mind right now. We have both waited far too long for this moment and I am not about to let his insecurities get the better of him.

"Eyes on me, Gil." I murmur.

His head snaps up and he locks eyes with me as I take him in my hand. Touching him for the first time in a way I have only ever dreamed about. Grissom is so hot and heavy in my hand. His skin feels like velvet. He is, by far, the most beautiful man I have ever seen. I hear him draw in a sharp breath as I grip him firmly.

"Sara." Grissom breathes out as his eyes drop, watching my hand move on him.

"Gilbert." I smirk as I lower my head. "You are so gorgeous."

"Oh God." Grissom moans as I kiss and then lick the tip of his shaft.

I open my lips and take him into my mouth, swirling my tongue around and humming in appreciation at the taste of him. I look up at him from under my lashes and see his blue eyes locked on me, the look on his face almost painful.

"Oh fuck, Sara!" Grissom growls, his big hands going into my hair as my mouth starts moving on him. "Oh darlin'. You have no idea how many times I've envisioned this moment. You between my legs, your gorgeous mouth wrapped around me."

I keep my eyes on him, his are almost black as he watches me working him with my mouth. I feel his grip in my hair tighten when I take him deeper, then suddenly he's pulling me up his body.

"Griss-", Is all I'm able to get out before his mouth slams down on mine, his tongue pushing into my mouth as he flips us and my back hits the bed.

Grissom pulls his mouth from mine, his lips going to my neck while one of his big hands cups my breast. I let out a moan when I feel his tongue on my skin, accompanied by his thumb stroking my nipple.

"Your mouth is absolutely amazing honey, but if you keep that up, this is going to end before it even begins." Grissom mumbles as he traces the line of my jaw with his tongue.

Grissom cups my face as he slowly kisses me, working his tongue against mine. The taste of him in my mouth is something that I already know I will never get tired of. I feel his erection, hard as steel against my thigh as he slowly grinds himself against me.

"Just so you know, I have an IUD." I pant, digging my hands into his curly hair.

Grissom pulls back and looks down at me. He arches his eyebrow in that way that gets me every single time. My stomach flips as he licks his bottom lip before giving me a wickedly sinful grin.

"That's good darlin' because I want to be inside you when I come." He murmurs before he takes my mouth again.

Grissom slides one of his hands down between our bodies, cupping me between my legs. I let out a soft moan when his thumb circles my clit as his fingers rub along my slit.

"You're so wet, Sara." Grissom whispers against my lips.

"Only for you." I whisper back, completely lost in the feel of his fingers on me. "Never been like this for anyone else."

Grissom growls as he pushes two fingers deep inside me. I cry out at the sensation. God I should have known that Gil Grissom would be good with his hands.

"Do you have any idea how crazy you make me, Sara? How many times I've had to lock myself in my office because you've made me hard just because I could smell you?" Grissom says as he pumps his fingers faster.

"Oh fuck, Griss!" My neck arches and then my head slams down into my pillow.

"Look at me, Sara." Grissom's voice is husky and my eyes snap open to meet his eyes.

He pulls his fingers out of me and I have to bite back a groan at the loss of him, but he doesn't make me wait long. I watch as he takes himself in hand, slowly guiding himself toward my entrance.

"Watch, Sara. Watch me take you." Grissom whispers as he slowly pushes into me, looking at where he has finally, finally joined us together.

"Oh God, Gil." I moan as I look down my body and watch him push all the way inside me, burying himself to the hilt.

He keeps his eyes glued to the spot where we're connected. After a few moments, he finally pulls his eyes from the spot between us to look at me.

"I love you, Sara." His voice is thick with emotion.

"I love you too, Gil." I reply as I run my hands down his back.

I lift my hips and urge him to start moving. He takes the hint and starts pumping his hips. I have never felt anything like this in my entire life. Grissom fills me in a way that I have never been before, both body and soul.

"I will live in thy heart, die in thy lap, and be buried in thy eyes." Grissom whispers as he slowly thrusts in and out of me.

"Gil." I moan and I watch as the last of his control slips away.

I wrap my arms around his broad shoulders as Grissom slams his mouth down on mine and starts pounding harder into me over and over. I grip the side of his neck with one hand as my other hand travels down his sweat slicked back, feeling his muscles as he moves on top of me.

"Beautiful. So fucking beautiful." Grissom buries his face in my neck as his hips move faster.

I let out a loud moan as I feel the fire starting to build within me. Grissom pulls back, his intense blue eyes locking on my face. A bead of sweat rolls down his temple and I can't stop myself. I pull his face down to me, my lips immediately connecting with his temple as I lick the sweat from his skin. The taste of him on my tongue causes me to release another moan.

"Come with me, Sara." Grissom growls.

"Yes." I breathe, his words all I need to fall over the edge. My orgasm tears through me and I feel like I'm shattering into a million pieces. Grissom keeps slamming into me harder and faster.

"Oh fuck, Sara!" Grissom groans, his head snapping back as he buries himself to the root and I feel him spill inside me.

Grissom collapses on top of me, taking care to brace the majority of his weight on his forearms. I take his head in my hands and kiss the top of his head as he wraps his arms around me. I run my fingers through his sweaty curls as he nuzzles his face against my chest, both of us trying to calm our breathing.

"Thank you, Sara." Grissom says as he looks up at me.

"For what?" I grin at him.

"For not giving up on me." Grissom kisses my chest.

"I'll never give up on you, Gil. Never." I whisper as I stroke his cheek, smiling as he turns his face into my hand and kisses my palm.