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Blowing Off A Little Steam
It had been a long day...hot and dusty, just like every day for the past two weeks. Sara kept telling herself that she should be used to it...after all, it was Vegas, in the middle of August. But heat like this brought more than just dust and discomfort with it...it also brought out the nut jobs, and processing a crime scene in this kind of heat was always a race against time.
Today had been as bad as they get...a body dumped out in the middle of nowhere, that according to Grissom's analysis of the bugs, had probably been there for about three or four days. He'd know exactly how long once he did some more testing.
The only upside to this was that she had gotten to work with day shift for a change...and that meant working with Sofia. It had been months since they had last hooked up...a chance meeting that had lead to a lost weekend together...and now, Sara was rushing to get home, shower, and head back out to meet her for dinner.
Suddenly, the heat wasn't bothering her in the least.
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Sara arrived at the restaurant just as Sofia walked up from the other direction. They hugged hello, and went in. Both ordered iced-tea and salads; Sara's a concoction of artichokes, chickpeas and assorted veggies, while Sofia ordered a grilled shrimp caesar.
The tea arrived almost instantly, the glasses sweating. Sara lifted hers, saying, "Here's hoping this heat wave breaks soon," and they clicked their glasses together, but instead of drinking, she took the glass, and pressed it against her chest, between her breasts, letting the condensation wet her skin. "Ah, that feels good," she whispered, as she closed her eyes.
"My god, you look hot," Sofia said softly, and Sara opened her eyes, hearing the lust in Sofia's voice. Obviously, Sofia wasn't referring to the temperature.
Sara smiled self-consciously, as she ran her foot along Sofia's calf under the table, as she said, "So do you. You have no idea how hard I found it to keep my hands off you this afternoon."
"Even with a dessicated DB between us?" she asked with a smile.
"Even then, "Sara replied.
Luckily, their dinners arrived just then...and the conversation turned to non-work related topics. They ate quickly, as Sara continued to distract Sofia under the table, and by the time the check arrived, it was decided that Sara would follow Sophia back to her place...she had a water-bed, which added to the air conditioning, made her place the coolest one to have fun in.
And fun they had...they were barely in the house when Sofia started stripping Sara of her clothing. Of course, there was little to be removed, and in seconds, they were both quite naked and in a tangled heap of arms and legs on the bed.
Sofia quickly took control, pinning Sara beneath her, as she devoured her mouth, then moved down her body, sucking in one hard nipple as she slipped her fingers between Sara's legs.
The cool water that filled the bed felt amazing against Sara's overheated flesh, and she writhed in pleasure as Sofia slipped her fingers deep...scissoring them as she sucked on a breast. Sara spread her legs wider, as Sofia slid down her body, her tongue flicking across sensitive flesh that made Sara cry out for more.
Sofia had an amazingly talented tongue, and Sara enjoyed every flick of it, as it teased her clit relentlessly...until suddenly, she arched her back, and cried out...the spasms shaking her to her core.
It seemed as if days passed while Sara lay there in that limbo between satiation and oblivion. Every breath that Sofia made, which Sara felt against her body, sent another ripple of excitement through her...and when Sofia slowly crept back up, to lie beside her, she sighed contentedly. After an eternity, Sofia said, "Be right back," and slipped out of bed, only to return in a moment with a cool, wet wash cloth.
Sara's eyes had been closed, and she gasped when the cloth was dropped onto her stomach. "That was amazing," she whispered, as she closed her eyes once again, and let Sofia wash the sweat from her body. Within minutes, she was restored enough to take control, and said, "it's your turn, now," as she rolled Sophia beneath her, and began to devour her, body and soul.
~the end
