Title: Distractions Author: Amy aka Lady Julieanne Disclaimer: CBS and thier affiliates own the characters and the show. I wish I did, but that does not change anything. Rating: PG-13 to NC-17, if you can't handle it, don't read it. Pairing: C/S Archiving/Distribuition: Ask and ye shall receive. Summary: This is Sara's POV during Bad Thoughts. It will help if you read that story. (Shameless plug) Feedback: Is more than welcome. In fact, it is necessary. Post here, or you can send it to my email. js1n2001@yahoo.com A/N: I think I had more fun writing Catherine's POV, but play along and tell me what you think. ********************************************************************** When we get to his apartment, the first thing I see is Catherine lying on his floor. I motion for Brass to check out the rest of the place while I check on Catherine. Come on, Catherine. Nap time is over. Brass clears the apartment and heads outside to put out an APB on the kid, and order an ambulance for Cath. As he is gone, Catherine finally comes to. Thank God. She whispers to me that I am her angel. My heart flutters. She is okay. She called me angel. I pretend to not hear her and ask her to say it again. She does, but this time she tilts her head up and gently brushes her lips against mine sending bolts of electricity throughout every nerve of my body. I am euphoric. I have never felt so good. Brass comes back into the apartment and I gently pull Catherine up off of the floor. Once she is on her feet, I give her arms a slight tug and wrap her up in a hug. I am so glad she is okay. I must have held on for an instant too long because I hear Brass quietly clearing his throat, reminding us that he is there. We head out of the apartment to get Catherine checked out by an EMT. She has a rather large bruise on her face, and a small cut that starting to bleed, but I think she'll be okay. She talks with the paramedics while I talk with Brass. Brass leaves, and I tell Catherine that she is not to drive back to the CSI building, that we will leave a vehicle here, and I will take her back. She heads back up to the apartment to leave the keys to her truck with the officer standing guard. By the time she returns, I've decided to give it a shot. I open her door for her, but instead of helping into the truck, I pull her into my arms. She feels so good here. She is surprised when I press my lips against hers. I hear her gasp. Then I hear her moan. Oh god, I was right. I might be the angel she thinks I am, because she has me walking on clouds. My heart beats faster and faster in my chest, and I feel my temperature rising. I am aware that my hands are rubbing her sides, and they finally settle on the curves of her hips. I feel my tongue brush against the softness of her lips. She tastes better than I ever dreamed. A flavor I can't pinpoint, but it's her and it's great. I start to pull away from her, I got the taste I wanted, when I feel her lips part and her tongue brushes mine. Oh god. She certainly knows what she's doing as I groan and tighten my grip on her. For a fleeting moment, my lips are open and her tongue is now in my mouth. I lose the ability to focus on anything but her. My grip on her tightens even more as I slowly realize that my legs aren't working anymore. As my grip tightens again and I pull her even closer to me, I hear and feel her body respond. She moans, It's a deep and low sound. One that I know I want to hear again and again. I pull away from her as I realize that if we do not stop now, there will be no stopping. She has set my body on fire with desire for her and if I'm not more careful, we're going to end up having sex right here. Back to work. Have to get back to work. I feel my libido protest and it tells me take her right here and now. I know that as much as I want her, we can't have the rest of CSI out looking for us only to find us here like this. I can hardly breathe, and my concentration is shot to hell. No matter what work I pretend to do when we get back, it will be just that. Pretending. Catherine avoids looking at me the entire drive back. I can't help but wonder if I've done something wrong. I know she responded to our kiss, but maybe I have fucked up. There is no turning back from a kiss like that. It's not like we can say `oh it was nothing, forget about it.' It was everything and more than I ever wanted. I suppose if I did screw up, I can always remember that one kiss. When we get back to work, I help her out of the truck, telling her I don't want her to hurt herself again in case she's still dizzy. I wanted to touch her again. I wanted to kiss her again, but I know that I cannot, not here. I wanted to know it was real. And Catherine confirms as she reminds me that we still have breakfast to look forward to. She goes inside to tell Grissom about her exploits and fill out the paperwork he no doubt has waiting for her. I head back to the lab I was working in earlier. I cannot even think about the evidence. I am way too distracted. I remember the taste of her lips and the feel of her tongue. My skin is flushed with heat and I can only think of her. I'm not sure how long I stayed in the lab pretending to examine evidence, but now Catherine is beside me and it is time to go home. I clean up my lab in record time and am outside in minutes. Catherine is leaning against her car, and the bruise on her face is large. And she still looks amazing. I am nervous. I feel my heartbeat increase as she suggests going home, instead of out. I agree to go to her place. The whole drive over, I try to convince myself that it's only breakfast, while I know that it is so much more. As I pull up to Catherine's house I see her standing on the porch fumbling in her purse. I'm not sure what she's doing, but she must be stalling. If she expects me to believe she's looking for her keys, she is mistaken. I mean, she did need them to drive and I know Catherine would keep them in her hands and not put them back in her purse. Nonetheless I go along with it and by the time I'm on her porch she utters a small sound of victory and pulls her keys out. She opens the door and motions for me to cross in front of her to go inside. Once inside, I'm not sure where to go, so I stay in the foyer and wait for Catherine. Not a long wait. She closes the door and turns around to face me. For a brief second I get the chance to look into her eyes and see something dangerous there. But then her arms are pushing me into the wall behind me and her lips are on mine. Oh god. I so want this. I have wanted this all night. Here I am pinned by Catherine who has her tongue in my mouth. And I have never felt anything so good. I want her. I feel the pull of desire in my loins that tells me that this is going to happen. I melt into the kiss. She gasps just a little as her tongue discovers my tongue ring. We kiss for long moments as I wrestle my tongue with hers so that I may explore her mouth. I am a breathless quivering mass of desire when she pulls away. Wow. This is now on the top of my list of fun things to do in Vegas. She whispers her surprise at my tongue ring while she leans into me and gently starts sucking on my ear. Oh. My. God. Goosebumps run up and down my body. I can barely concentrate enough to explain that I can't wear my tongue ring at work. Only off duty. She hums a response in my ear and my legs almost give out. Between the sucking and the gentle vibrations, I am amazed to still be standing. Catherine is the only thing holding me up. Catherine's hands are all over me as I try to figure out what is going on. I figured out the good parts. I'm pinned to Catherine's wall and she is turning me on more and more each second with her hands and her lips and her tongue. We can't do this here. Especially not if Lindsey is around. Can't get busted by the daughter. Oh. She's not here. Thank you god. Knowing that Lindsey isn't here has broken the last of the slim barriers of control I had. I firmly grab Catherine's ass and pull her even closer into me. I turn my head from her neck and wrap my lips around the bottom of her ear. I know she will like this. And like it she definitely does. What starts out a scream has melted into a moan. Every sound this woman makes drives me closer to madness. If I don't get her to a bed soon, we'll be having sex right here on the floor. And the bed can be so much more comfortable. I lose my thoughts once again as Catherine has begun unbuttoning my top. She kisses and caresses the skin underneath and I am lost in feeling. As soon as she brushes her thumb across my hard nipple I scream. That's it. I need to find a bed now. I want her. But I don't want it to be awkward or uncomfortable. I want it to be great. And if she's as turned on as I am, it's going to be fantastic. We make it upstairs and I now have had enough time for my breath to catch up with me. I slow things down a little and take my time removing her clothes. I kiss and suck on every inch of her flesh that I can get my lips on. She tastes fabulous. Sugar and spice and everything nice. Her body is overheating and her skin is flushed and covered in a fine sheen of sweat. I enjoy feeling her muscles quiver under my tongue as I listen to her moan my name. She screams my name loudly as I take one of her nipples into my mouth. I love the sounds she makes when she is lost in desire. Just knowing that I am the one causing her desire sends thrills through my body. As much as I want this to be slow so I can show her the depths of my emotions, her need is aching to be taken care of. In seconds I have removed the rest of Catherine's clothing and I move up to kiss her. Lips together, she moves us to the bed and pushes me down. I am dizzy with my desire and do not notice that I am now almost entirely naked. She has left my bra on, and removed everything else. I feel her mouth on my breast through the silk. God. That feels good. I lose all concentration as our naked skin connects and suddenly I feel her finger inside me and I want more. She is incredibly wet and sliding up and down my leg. I push harder into her and she inserts another finger. I am lost in feeling and I grab Catherine and push against her wetness hard with my leg as she rubs a thumb over my clit and I come hard. ********************************************************************** Thanks for reading!