Groaning inwardly, Catherine restlessly shifted her pillow for the hundredth time. She couldn't sleep. She tried to relax, taking long, slow, deep breaths, but her senses were in over drive. Letting Sara back into bed had been a huge mistake, as soon as she'd closed here eyes she'd become hyper aware of the woman wrapped around her.

Sara's fingers continued to brush lightly against her skin, wondering up under her tank top to trace her ribs, then back down to swirl around her belly button. She held the blonde tight against her and Catherine could not ignore the delicious sensation of her breasts pressed against her back. A firm thigh had placed itself between her own, mere millimetres from her centre.

Catherine groaned, this time audibly, feeling Sara's warm breath hitting the back of her neck, slowly, suggesting that the brunette was fast asleep and completely unaware of the effect she was having. She contemplated getting out of bed, but found her body unwilling to do so.

Gathering all her willpower the blonde tried to rollout of her lover's embrace, only to have the hand on her stomach firmly hold her in place and Sara's thigh to jerk upwards. Gasping, she reflexively pushed down, squeezing her eyes closed at the contact, a strangled moan ripping itself from her throat.

The stroking fingers left her tummy, tickling her side before sliding down the length of her body, momentarily resting on her thigh before dragging up again.

"Sara?" Catherine asked huskily into the darkness, there was no reply as the brunette continued to stroke up and down her side. Licking her dry lips, the blonde tried to slow her breathing and concentrate.

As she mentally tried to calm herself, agile fingers returned to her stomach, grazing her skin softly, before heading north, tracing each rib tantalising slow. The touch was feather-light and she almost doubted she'd even felt it, reasoning in her whirring mind that this was some kind of evil dream, payback for her treatment of the younger woman. Dram or not, she realised; her temperature was soaring as her raging hormones battled against her mind for control.

Soft lips kissed the crook of her neck lightly as a finger nail gently teased the underside of her breast, before raking down her chest. A soft whimper escaped her lips as she arched into the touch.

"Sara… I know you're not asleep." She tried for a firm voice, the kind she used when Lindsey tried to yell her she had no homework to do, but failed, managing only a strangled moan. The brunette only hummed something that may have been an affirmative answer against her shoulder, before sucking the soft skin into her mouth.

"Sara, I…" She groaned, forgetting how to form a sentence as Sara's figure's dipped beneath the waist band of her pyjama pants, tickling the sensitive skin of her hip. The teasing finger slid lower, massaging her inner thigh.

Feeling her self-control slip away Catherine gave into the touch, breathing ragged, hips bucking gently in anticipation, she gripped her pillow tightly.

"Oh god… " She gasped. Then all of a sudden the teasing finger tips and kissing lips were gone, leaving her body tingling at their loss.

"Sorry… I forgot…" Sara's low voice whispered into her ear. "You don't want any, right?" She could hear the amusement in her lover's voice as she squirmed, searching for more contact.

"Don't you dare stop…" She breathed, grabbing for the hand that had been so close to where she wanted it moments before. Grinning Sara happily nibbled at the blonde's shoulder, as she resumed her teasing. Catherine buried her hand in soft brown tresses, holding her girlfriend's lips to her skin, moaning her appreciation.

Sara smirked against the blonde's heated skin as she traced her damp curls with her index finger.

"You sure you want this?" She teased between kisses, running a finger along her lover's slit, feeling the moisture already flooding from her.

"Yesss…" Catherine gasped, arching back into the taller woman, thrusting her hips towards her fingers impatiently.

"Maybe I should make you wait…" The brunette pulled her lips away as her fingers came to rest on the blonde's thigh again, tracing patterns on the sensitive skin, making the older woman's body jerk in response.

"Sara, baby, please…" The brunette smiled smugly at Catherine's response.

"You were very mean to me, you know…" She continued, fingers slipping out of her lover's pants, migrating upwards underneath her top, gently tracing her breasts. "You through me out of bed, that wasn't nice."

She nibbled on the blonde's ear, fingers circling the hard nipples straining for her touch, waiting for the other woman to respond.

"I… I'm sorry… please…" Grinning Sara began kissing back down the long arching neck beneath her lips, pausing to suck at the raging pulse point at the same time as her fingers finally teased the rock hard nipples. Catherine let out a low purring sound from the back of her throat, nails digging into Sara's scalp.

"Told you I could make you purr…" She mumbled as her mouth continued its journey, kissing, licking and nibbling, mimicking the trail of her fingers down her lover's writhing body.

"Mmm… Sara I need… please…" Catherine whimpered desperately, pushing back, bringing their bodies flush together as Sara's fingers reached her curls once again. The brunette smirked at the blonde's pleading, deciding to give her a more meaningful touch, slipping a finger into her folds.

The elder woman's hips jerked as she finally felt Sara touching her centre, moaning her name quietly as she brushed the bundle of nerves delicately, sending warm sparks through her body. She mumbled incoherently trying to form a sentence, trying to urge Sara to hurry, feeling herself so close to the edge.

Sara teased Catherine's opening with her fingertip, still wanting to make her wait, half as punishment half because she knew it would be so much better when she eventually came. Catherine's begging told her however that she couldn't wait much longer.

"God, your so ready for me…" She groaned feeling how her hand was already coated in her lover's wetness. Positioning her fingers she bit down on her shoulder hard as she entered her with one finger, eliciting a load moan from the blonde.

Settling into a steady rhythm Sara added another finger, delighting in the sound her girlfriend made, in how her sweaty skin tasted, how her fingers dug almost painfully into her scalp and how each thrust of her hips brought her ass grinding against her.

"Let go baby…" She cooed into her ear, feeling Catherine's body on the verge of climax. One more deep thrust of her fingers, one last flick of her clit and the blonde was screaming her name, her body tense and shaking as she her muscles contracted around her.

Slowing her fingers, Sara gently showered kissed over her lover's neck and shoulder, mumbling praise between each one.

"So beautiful…" She told her as she slowly removed her self from inside her girlfriend, leaving her hand in her pants, stroking her curls, as she rolled back slightly, pulling the blonde on top pf her. Wrapping her other arm around Catherine tightly she waited for her gain control of her breathing and come back down to earth.

When she could once again breathe and think almost normally, Catherine wriggled out of Sara's arms, rolling over so they were both on their side's facing each other. Grabbing the younger woman by the hair she pulled her into a deep, passionate kiss.

"You are so… naughty…" She breathed, as they broke apart, trying to look sternly at the other woman.

"Why?" The brunette asked innocently, as small smirk pulling at her lips.

"Because I told you not for a week!" Catherine narrowed her eyes, shifting closer.

"Nuh uh…" Sara wrapped an arm around her, puling her small frame into her. Bending down she sucked the blonde's earlobe into her mouth, teasing it with her tongue.

"You said I wasn't getting any for a week." She grinned widely as the elder woman looked at her confused. "You never said I couldn't give any." She waggled her eyebrows as she pressed a kiss the blonde's lips.

"You're not as clever as you think you know?" Catherine smirked at the smug look on her girlfriend's face.

"I am…" The brunette answered cockily. The other woman just shook her head.

"You can't tell me that…that… didn't effect you… Didn't make you want me to…" She ran her eyes up and down the lithe brunette's body suggestively, hand sneaking around to her backside.

"No, I can't." The brunette was still grinning confidently. "But… I managed just fine without it for 6 years, a week's nothing. Breakfast?" With that she was gone, leaving the blonde alone.

Flopping back onto the bed with a sigh, Catherine ran a hand through her sweaty hair before getting up and heading for the shower, devious plans running through her mind.