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Just a Dream	By : jessikawithak Category: 1 through F > CSI: Miami Views: 2474 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-Just a Dream
- 1
Disclaimer: These characters are not owned by me; I'm just having a
little fun with them, teehee. ;)

She was standing, her
back to him, a tiny skirt on that just barely managed
to cover her. Eric sat on the couch, just watching her as she moved about the
living room in that tiny skirt. Just watching her like that was enough to make
him hard. Hell, all she had to do was walk in the room, any room, and he'd be
hard. He groaned, feeling his jeans suddenly become confining.

Calleigh
heard his groan, and with a grin, she turned to him, as though only then seeing
him. Her gaze traveled down
his body, to his obvious arousal, and she purred. "You okay, Eric? You
look a little�strained," she teased, wiggling her hips.

What was going on
here? Eric didn't respond, instead, he moved his gaze away from her skirt,
moving up to her tiny top. That was a bad idea, and he groaned again, noticing
just how much of her toned stomach and just how much of her cleavage was
revealed. God, he was hard. He wanted to grab her and rip her tiny clothes off.
He wanted to throw her up against the wall and have his way with her. But by
some unseen power, Eric found himself unable to move. He could only sit there,
staring at her.

Suddenly, she was
gone, and Eric blinked, confused. But just a moment,
and he felt her, behind him, behind the couch. She lowered her head next to
his, taking his earlobe between her lips, sucking on it. Eric moaned, and
Calleigh giggled, caressing his face with her hand. She leaned further down,
and that innocent caress became much less so, her hand sliding down over his
chest, over his stomach, stopping just above where he wanted her to go. He
couldn't help bucking his hips, and Calleigh giggled again, her breath hot
against his cheek. She moved closer, biting at his jawbone lightly, kissing and
sucking her way to his neck, feeling his pulse beneath her lips. "I want
you," she whispered low, biting him with a little more force. Eric moaned
again, and lifted his hand to her head, trying to tangle in her hair. But
Calleigh pulled away, and Eric almost whimpered as he felt her move away again.
He needed her. Badly.

She was in front of
him again, this time her eyes on nothing but him. She smirked as she saw the
ever growing bulge in his pants. "Little problem, honey?" she teased
again, and Eric growled in response, causing her to shiver in anticipation. She
grinned and climbed over him, straddling his hips. He moaned, and Calleigh
caught his lips with hers, kissing him fiercely as she ground her hips against
his. Eric thought he'd black out right there from the pure pleasure that shot
through him, never mind the fact that they were still both fully clothed. Well,
he was, anyway. He pressed his hips up against hers, and she moaned, deepening
the kiss. She moved her lips down to his collarbone, sucking there as her
fingers worked the buttons on his shirt. Undoing them all, she slid the shirt
off Eric, running her hands over his chest, watching as he breathed in deeply.

Eric came back to his
senses, and began moving his own hands tentatively, for fear that she'd move
off of him again. He cupped her backside, squeezing gently, feeling encouraged
when she sighed and pushed harder down upon him. He moved his hands upward, up
the back of her shirt before bringing them around to the front, cupping her
breasts. He pinched her nipples, and Calleigh gave a low moan. Before she knew
it, Eric had her tiny top off and his mouth was closing over one of her taut
nipples. She moaned loudly as he bit her.

As enjoyable as this
was, Calleigh was supposed to be the one in charge. She pulled back, glaring at
him, attempting to take back the control he'd stolen from her. He lunged
forward, attempting to bite a nipple again, but Calleigh pushed him back,
grinding down hard against him as punishment. Eric groaned, knowing she had
nothing on under the skirt. He could feel her heat even through his jeans and
his boxers, and he was dying to be pushing inside her. He needed to be inside
her.

He closed his eyes,
moaning as Calleigh's mouth was now on his chest, moving downwards. She flicked
her tongue in his navel, and he whimpered, wishing she was just a little bit
lower. Calleigh smirked and moved off him, between his knees. She palmed the
bulge in his pants, watching his head go back against the couch. "God,
you're hard," she moaned, squeezing. Slowly she unbuttoned his jeans, and
with her mouth she pulled the zipper down. Eric growled, tired of her teasing.
"Calleigh�"

Calleigh smirked. She
slid his jeans off and then made quick work of his boxers as well. She took him
in her hands, watching his eyes roll back. "Mmm�I
can't wait to have you inside me," she said low, causing Eric to groan and
buck his hips. "You're so big." She leaned forward and placed a kiss
to his shaft before dragging her tongue along the length of it, hearing Eric's
breathing quicken. "You like that?" she asked low, repeating it. Eric
only bit his lip and moaned in response, so, taking that as a yes, Calleigh did
it again. She felt his hands in her hair and she shook him off. "Nuh-uh, Eric," she chided with a grin. He growled, and
Calleigh watched him clench his fists as she took the tip of him in her mouth.

"Calleigh�.Calleigh,
please," he begged, desperately needing to grab something. He settled for clutching
the cushions, his knuckles turning white as Calleigh sucked him fervently. He
whimpered. "Calleigh!"

Calleigh moaned around
him, and he thrust up into her mouth, feeling the hot wetness around him.
Calleigh pulled back, and he whined. She blew a few
streams of air over his cock before she engulfed him completely in her mouth,
taking him to the hilt, loving the strained cry that escaped Eric's lips. She
sucked him hard, feeling him beginning to throb, and she pulled off, knowing he
was close. She ignored his whining and climbed back up his body, rubbing her
soaked opening against him. He tried to thrust into her, but she pulled back,
looking deep into his eyes. "Tell me what you want, Eric," she
demanded low.

"Calleigh�"

"Tell me. What do
you want?" she repeated.

Eric groaned, losing
his train of thought as she brushed herself against his cock again. "I
want�"

"Eric."

"I want - I wanna
be inside you!"

Calleigh grinned at
him. "Well, well, what a coincidence," she said, leaning in to bite
his earlobe.

"Wha- what?"

She moaned.
"'Cause God, Eric," she grinded down on him, "I want you inside
me." She brought her lips to his, kissing him deeply as she moved her
hips, positioning his cock at her opening. She broke the kiss, staring at him
as slowly she lowered herself onto him, moaning when he was completely inside.
"God, you feel soooo good," she said with a
low moan, beginning to ride him. He'd never seen this side of Calleigh before;
this was so unlike her. But Eric wasn't gonna stop and dwell on that. No way. He
gripped her hips, moaning in pleasure. It was almost too much, to feel her
riding him like this, to feel her heat around him, her wetness. She was so wet;
he thought he'd lose it right there.

Calleigh's breathing
quickened, and she gripped Eric's shoulders for leverage as she rode him
harder; faster. "Eric," she moaned. "Uhhh�yes�"

Eric smirked, seeing
her starting to lose control. Not that he had room to talk though. He thrust up
into her tightness, moaning as he felt himself pushing deeper into her. She
moaned, and he did it again, harder. "You like that, huh?" he said,
mimicking her from before. She didn't answer, and he leaned forward, sucking
and biting at a nipple. Calleigh cried out, squeezing him with her internal muscles.

Calleigh raked her
nails down his chest, moaning loudly as she rode him. He felt so good inside
her; with every thrust he hit her spot, and she rotated her hips slightly,
trying to make him hit it harder. "Eric!" she called out in
desperation. Suddenly she growled, feeling her climax building. "Fuck,
Eric," she growled, and Eric moaned, finding Calleigh swearing to be
excessively hot. "Uhhh� please, Eric," she
begged, grinding her hips against his. Eric moaned, and he reached down,
underneath the skirt she still wore to where they were connected. He searched
blindly, unable to see through her skirt, but once he found her swollen clit,
she jerked above him, starting to shudder. "Eric!"

He thrust hard into
her, all the while rubbing her swollen nub. She cried out his name louder and
louder, her shudders becoming more violent, until finally she arched her back,
her nails digging into his shoulders as she came hard, calling out his name. He
continued thrusting through her orgasm, feeling her clench around him. He
groaned; he was so close. He thrust into her hard a few more times, and he
blinked, it was her calling out his name over and over, not the other way
around. "Eric! Eric!"

"Eric?"

He awoke with a start, opening his eyes and seeing her
staring down at him. He blinked confusedly before he realized, he was lying on
the couch in the break room at work and, damn, it was
just a dream. She was staring at him, concern etched on her face. "Are you
alright?" she asked.

Eric willed the pounding of his heart to slow down.
"Uh...yeah�I'm okay." Not
really, he thought, feeling a throbbing in his groin. Damn. He raked a shaky hand through his hair.

"Are you sure? Because you seemed
uncomfortable. And you're flushed." She paused. "Were you
having a nightmare?"

He stared at her, holding back a laugh. God, if that was a nightmare�
he thought. He shook his head, giving her a cocky grin. "Nah, I'm
fine."

Calleigh grinned back at him, and to Eric's very brief
dismay, her gaze traveled down his body. "Good, because I, uh," she
lowered her voice, giving him a seductive wink, "I need you in ballistics."
She chuckled and stood again, making her way to the door, swaying her hips the
entire way. She turned her head back, quirking an eyebrow at him. "You coming?"

He didn't have to be asked twice.
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