Title: Breathless
Author: Tim
Rating: Mature
Disclaimer: They are not my toys. I’m just playing with them.
AN: Entry for the Cath Sara Idolatry First Year Anniversary.
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Catherine walked up behind her girlfriend, who was bent over the table in what was known to all as ‘Sara’s lab.’ She slid her hands between the brunette’s thighs and purred, “Guess who is in charge tonight, sexy?”
The moan that escaped Sara’s mouth made Catherine smile. “Baby, you know I like it when you are in charge, but this case is really important. I promise once I clear it you can do whatever you like to me.” Sara was willing to say anything to get Catherine to back off long enough for her to close the case.
Catherine cupped one of her hands over Sara’s denim-covered crotch and pushed hers into Sara’s ass. “I hope you don’t make me wait too long. You know how my mind gets when I have time to kill.”
Sara knew exactly what Catherine meant. “Give me one hour, and I’m all yours.”
Catherine decided to sweeten the pot before she left. Sliding her hands up Sara’s shirt, she cupped her breasts. “You come straight to my office once you finish.”
Sara could only nod her head and groan when Catherine’s hands released her breasts. Soft footfalls exited the room. As she tried to refocus on the case, Sara’s mind wandered to the last time she’d made Catherine wait.
***
It had been a quiet shift…
… and Grissom had a bug up his butt. He demanded Sara catch up on her paperwork. She didn’t think this was fair since the guys were playing in the break room and Catherine was in her office doing her own paperwork. This might have evened things up, except Sara knew Catherine didn’t have as much work to do as she did. It was only a matter of time, she figured, before the blonde started to tease her.
About halfway through the shift, Sara heard the door open and close. Then it locked. She closed her eyes and took small breaths as she heard Catherine come closer. Sara felt the blonde’s arms around her stomach.
“Gil said we could go home once we got our paperwork done,” Catherine said into Sara’s ear while pushing her hands up under Sara’s shirt until she reached her satin-encased mounds.
“Catherine, I need an hour. Maybe two.” Sara wasn’t going to tell her it might be longer. With the incentive of passionate love making, she would give finishing quickly her best shot.
“But that leaves me all alone with my very soaked panties. I’ve been dreaming of making you scream all night.” Sara tossed her head back and swallowed a deep moan at Catherine’s admission. “I’ll tell you what. If you are home within the two hour window, you are safe. But if you are even a minute late, you forfeit any say on what happens.”
At that moment, Sara knew her panties were in same shape as Catherine’s. “You have a deal.” Sara was having trouble focusing, but she knew a win-win situation when she heard one.
She pushed as much as she could. Unfortunately Sara wasn’t finished until the shift was over. She put her paper work on Gil’s desk before heading to the locker room to change. When she opened her locker, she found herself staring at the panties Catherine had been talking about earlier. Sara glanced toward the door before quickly shoving them into her pocket. Her earlier desire came back with a vengeance when her fingers came in contact with the still moist crotch.
The drive home was a quick one.
Sara opened the front door, hoping to find Catherine asleep on the couch. Instead, she found herself staring into an empty room. Leaving her bag on the coffee table, she took the stairs two at a time until she reached the bedroom she shared with Catherine. She didn’t know what to expect as she opened the door, but what she found took her breath away.
“You are to strip where you stand, Sara, and then I want you to bend over the bed with your ass presented to me,” Catherine ordered, wearing something Sara knew had to have come from Lady Heather.
The bustier pushed Catherine’s breasts up so far Sara thought they might pop out of it, and the black panties and stockings just topped off the outfit. Oh yeah. Sara’s mouth watered. Catherine was also tapping a leather crop against the palm of her left hand.
Sara quickly did as she was instructed and waited.
She felt Catherine move behind her, running the crop along her ass. “I’ve been waiting for two hours, Sara, and for that, you will be punished,” Catherine said as Sara waited for the first swat. Instead, she felt the leather tip stroking her very moist folds. “I bet you really want to cum, don’t you, baby?”
“Y-y-es,” Sara stuttered as the crop tip went across her tender clit.
“Me first, Sara,” Catherine said. She climbed onto the bed and motioned for Sara to join her. “And Sara… no hands.”
Sara smiled at the reminder, getting on the bed and pulling down Catherine’s panties with her teeth. To make sure she didn’t use her hands, Sara clasped them behind her back – out of the path of temptation - before face planting into Catherine’s sopping wetness. Her own releases were quickly forgotten as she brought her girlfriend two quick climaxes. After Catherine passed out, Sara stretched out pressed against her…
…waiting until it was her turn.
***
Sara smiled widely as she called Brass with her new evidence to put the suspect away. That wasn’t the main reason for her smile, though. She had finished in only forty-five minutes. Walking down the hall to Catherine’s office, Sara noticed the blinds were drawn. She could only imagine what was waiting for her. She reached up and knocked. When she slowly opened the office door, it was pitch black inside. Sara slowly stepped inside.
As soon as she cleared the threshold, Sara heard the door close and then she was slammed against the metal surface.
“I guess you go first this time,” Sara heard Catherine say as she felt her pants being undone. They, along with her panties, were soon yanked down he legs to the floor.
Sara pushed her own shirt up and stuffed it in her mouth, muffling the scream that came from her first orgasm as Catherine shoved two fingers deep inside her. When Catherine knelt and flicked her tongue flick across Sara’s bundle of nerves, Sara let loose with another climax - and hoped Catherine would catch her when she fell.
Slowly coming to, Sara enjoyed the feel of Catherine’s fingers stroking her stomach. “I’ll let you rest up on the way home, but I want you to leave me breathless.”
Sara turned her head so Catherine could see her smile. “Always, baby; always.”