Natural Progressions

Disclaimer: Mine no! CBS, Anthony Zuiker et al Yes! Pity :o( "I Won't Leave You Lonely" belongs to Shania Twain.
Author's Note: Gil and Cath finally get to spend some quality time together with a Little help from their friends!
Dedication: To Aby as always and you certainly know why girl! To VividlyBlue for Reading all my crap no matter how bad or sick! LOL


Chapter 8: I Won't Leave You Lonely

Catherine and Gil stood swaying back and forth to the music, wrapped tightly in each other's arms. Gil knew it was Cath who was keeping him in rhythm but he didn't care. It had been a rough few weeks at work and this was their first time spent alone together for what seemed like an eternity. It was nice to dance in starlight with the music softly echoing through the air.

Surprisingly everyone had gone out of their way to arrange it for them, even Lindsey. Warrick was running the Graveshift for one night without any complaints from Nick or Sara. Brass was keeping an eye on them, but no one had told them that.

Lindsey, little minx that she was, had called Catherine's sister and asked if she could stay the night. She'd even told her it was so mom and Uncle Gil could have some quality time.

"When did Lindsey become a little matchmaker?" Gil had asked the strawberry blonde leaning against him so closely he could almost hear her heartbeat.

"Oh, just about the time a certain Texan let slip, in her hearing, that her mom and Uncle Gil had been caught kissing." Catherine replied, smiling at the shocked look on Grissom's face.

"Who caught us? When?" He was sure they had been circumspect when on the job.

"The who is Sara, the when was the night I found you out under the stars and got up the nerve to tell you that I loved you," Catherine explained.

She rested her head on his shoulder inhaling his scent. There was just so damned much about this man that was sexy. She wondered why it had taken her all these years to do something about it?

Gil looked down at Catherine, with the help of Warrick and Lindsey, she had set up a very romantic evening for them in his town house. Catherine had kept Gil busy at work while Warrick had order the meal and flowers for Catherine, though under strict instructions about what to get and where. Lindsey had chosen what her mom would wear and Catherine had had to smile at that, but the little girl had said she knew the outfit that Uncle Gil liked best and from the smile on his face the child had been right.

Together -midnight in summer
The air's so much warmer
Falling in love under starlight
Holding on so tight -together

"Catherine?" Gil asked having heard no sound from her for five minutes, "Are you still with me or are you sleeping?"

She chuckled, "Oh I'm definitely still here, Gil," she looked up into his eyes a mischievous twinkle in her own, "but I know where I'd rather be..." she grinned.

It was his turn to chuckle as he lifted her up in his arms and headed toward the bedroom.

Imagine -the air filled with jasmine
The breeze blows with passion
You and me dance with desire
The moon is on fire -imagine

He stood her beside the bed, staring into her eyes. They were filled with a passion he shared. Slowly and with many caresses and kisses they undressed each other then moved to the bed.

Grissom traced his hand down Catherine's face following all it's contours then stroking down her neck. He lowered his lips to hers then followed the contour of her cheek and down onto her neck, not stopping until he took her small pert nipple into his mouth. He felt her shiver and heard the moan of pleasure that escaped her lips.

Catherine, however, was being anything but idle. She traced her hand down Gil's side then drew it across his waist onto his abdomen circling her hand ever downwards. She heard his breath hissed as she reached her destination.

"Oh, God, Catherine," he gasped lifting his head from her breast.

She forced him onto his back continuing to stroke his shaft with one hand and massage his scrotum with the other. She could feel him shiver and she smiled. She could spend the rest of her life just bringing pleasure to this man.

Gil felt on fire, just being near Catherine was enough to set his heart racing but what she was doing now was almost like exquisite torture. She knew exactly what to do and where to touch. Knew all his little sensitive spots and tender areas and she played them like a musician playing a love song.

Je t'aime beaucoup mon amour
You are the one I adore

Realising what she was doing was having the desired affect; Catherine raised herself above Gil and then slowly and tantalisingly lowered herself onto him. They sighed in unison at the pleasure it created. She reached behind her, though it was a little awkward, and continued the pressure on his scrotum, smiling at the heightened sense of arousal it was creating in her lover.

"Catherine," he sighed her name, "I want you to come with me and if you keep that up I won't last long enough," he explained in a tight hoarse voice thick with passion and lust.

"Oh don't worry, Gil," she assured him, "I'm right there with you." She gasped as he slipped his hand between them and began stroking her clit. 'God he's good,' she thought losing herself in the heat.

Te amo mucho mi amor
You are the one I adore
Te amo

Together they called out their release as their passion over took them. They lay wrapped in each other's arms basking in the after glow.

"God, we've got to do this more often," Catherine sighed.

"Any time you please," Gil answered, a smile decorating his face and his eyes twinkling with mirth.

They both knew what they had found and what great friends they had. It wasn't every colleague who would go out of their way to make sure they had time like this together. It had taken them long enough to realise what they had now and neither would waste any more time. Sighing in contentment they drifted off to sleep, the music carrying softly on the starlit breeze.