A/N: Here lies the much anticipated sequel for Need for Speed. I don't really have anything planned out so I will just be updating this as things come to me. Enjoy this first romp which I have no idea where it came from!
Jane was slow to wake this autumn morning. It had been a rough night and she had spent a little too much time drowning her sorrows with Frost over way too many beers. Ugh, she was glad Maura wasn't around to see her like this.
That sobered her up a bit. No, she wasn't glad that Maura wasn't around. That was part of the problem. Maura had been deployed for the last several months and Jane was missing her like crazy.
Jane rolled over and spied their wedding photo that was prominently placed on their night stand. It made Jane misty-eyed. That had been such a great day. Maura had looked stunning as usual but what had made her an even more transcendent beauty was the large smile that never left her face that day, a smile that Jane had helped put there. It was one of the proudest moments of Jane's life.
God she missed her wife. Jane never thought she would need someone as much as she needed Maura and when Maura had expressed concerns about her deploying, Jane had naively brushed them away. But now, months into a year long deployment had Jane regretting her words immensely.
Jane continued to stare at their wedding photo, letting her mind wander to that night.
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They had been dancing the night away, Maura looking radiant in her dress and Jane looking dapper in her white tux. They knew they made a stunning couple but that wasn't on their minds, not when they were so filled with joy and lust for one another.
Jane's hands had gotten more and more brazen as their dancing had gotten more and more risque. The couple had been teasing each other all throughout their reception and the tension between them was reaching a boiling point.
"Jaaaanne," Maura whined into Jane's ear as Jane's hands were teasing her nipples through her dress. "I don't know how much more I can take before I take you right here in front of everyone," Maura finished with a sharp bite to her ear.
"Well Mrs. Manners, you were the one that said we couldn't leave an hour ago when I was begging you," Jane taunted, squeezing both of Maura's nipples hard to emphasize her point.
"Fuck manners, Jane, I need you now. Let's go!" Maura said emphatically, grabbing Jane's wandering hands and leading them away from the dance floor. They made it just to the banquet room door before Jane's mother caught them.
"Leaving so soon, girls?" Angela had razzed them. Jane had been so worked up that she didn't have it in her to be embarrassed by her nosy mother.
"Ma, it's my wedding night, so yeah, I'm taking my beautiful bride away from you now, bye!" Jane said tugging Maura's hand.
"Goodnight ladies! Keep working on those grandkids for me!" Angela shouted at the fleeing couple, shaking her head and laughing out loud at the blush she saw spreading over her new daughter-in-law's face.
"Jane! I cannot believe you said that to your mother!" Maura rebuked Jane as shee continued to lead them back to their bridal suite.
They had decided to get married at the Hotel del Coronado since it held a special place in their courtship, the place where they admitted to wanting to spend forever together. It seemed only fitting that they cement their love there.
Jane hadn't replied to Maura's scolding, just continuing to pull Maura along to their room. Once at the door, Jane abruptly stopped after getting the door unlocked, causing Maura to run into her well muscled back. The feeling of Jane and all that lay underneath her perfectly tailored tuxedo snapped Maura back to why they had left their own reception in such a hurry.
"Baby, why did you stop? As much as I love slamming face first into your glorious back, I thought you couldn't wait to get inside," Maura said, nuzzling her face in said back. She really did love Jane's body and couldn't wait to strip off the expensive clothing draped over it so that she could worship it now that they were married. Maura had a feeling married sex for them would be even better.
"Call me old fashioned, Commander, but I was raised to believe that a bride should be carried across the threshold," Jane said as she turned around and quickly swept Maura off her feet. Maura let out a giggle at her silly wife, exuberant in the fact that she could call Jane her wife. Jane calling Maura by her new rank did not go unnoticed and it sent a huge wave of arousal over her.
"Well then, shouldn't I be carrying you then, wife?" Maura joshed, eyes bright, looking at the darkening brown pools of her beloved. She loved how responsive Jane was to her, whether it be her words or her touch. They were so attuned to each other and it created an almost feedback loop of their mutual desire, fanning the flame higher and brighter.
"Maybe when we get home, my love, but right now, I am carrying my bride into our bridal suite so that I can ravish her into oblivion," Jane said, exuding passion and desire. Maura felt her whole body tingle at Jane's words and the intense look she was giving Maura.
"Well, by all means, Lieutenant, don't let me stop you…" Maura said, nuzzling into her favorite spot on Jane's long sinewy neck.
With that, Jane kicked the door open and rushed them inside, barely remembering to kick the door closed as she carried her woman through the large living area, toward the large California King that took up most of the bedroom.
Maura had become overwhelmed with desire and had started placing hot, wet kisses all along the expanse of Jane's neck and jawline, throwing in a nip her and there, just the way she knew would drive Jane crazy.
Once in the bedroom, Jane stopped short again causing Maura to halt her ministrations and glance up at the room. Their bedroom had been decorated in tea lights and rose petals had been strewn across the bed in the shape of a heart. It was very romantic and Maura felt her eyes getting misty.
"It seems that Frost and Susie have been busy," Jane said huskily. Maura could tell that Jane was trying hard to control her emotions and it warmed Maura's heart that her big bad pilot had such a soft and caring heart.
"Yes, it's lovely Jane, but I'm in the mood to be a little dirty tonight," Maura rasped while wiggling to indicate to Jane that she wanted to put down.
Jane gently placed Maura back to her feet and let out a little yelp when she was forcibly pushed back onto the decorated bed. Maura watched as Jane's eyes began to glaze over with want. Maura knew Jane liked it when she was dominant and Maura had been planning this night for some time.
"I believe I owe some payback Maverick," Maura started as she began to remove her shoes and other accessories. She was going to need Jane's help getting out of the dress but for now she was going to tease her new wife with a tantalizing strip tease.
Jane was too mesmerized with the small movements of her wife that she didn't register Maura's words until Maura was straddling her lap. "Um, wha, payback?" she choked out, desire clouding her thoughts. Jane had been craving for Maura to properly top her for some time and the realization that that time was now was slowly making its way through Jane's lust addled mind.
"Yes, my darling, a few months ago, before we graduated Top Gun, someone got to use a little something extra on me and I promised that I was going to give as good as I got..." Maura trailed off, looking down at Jane with nothing but confidence. Jane felt her core clench as she realized what Maura was referring to.
"Oh, right, that, yeah, um, well it just hasn't seemed like the right time, right?" Jane sputtered out. She was so turned on that she couldn't get her mouth to cooperate with her admittedly limited brain capacity at the moment.
"True, it has not been the right time because as I recall, I promised that when it was my turn, you wouldn't be able to walk for a week," Maura coyly reminded Jane. Maura laughed as Jane's eyes widened comically at Maura's intentions.
"And seeing as we have both been given two weeks leave for our honeymoon, I believe that there is no better time than the present, wouldn't you agree, wife?" Maura asked tauntingly, dancing her fingers along Jane's waistcoat, sliding her hands lower to the zipper of Jane's pants.
Jane let out a loud moan. Her wife was going to kill her and Jane was an incredibly willing participant in her own death.
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Jane was brought out of her thoughts at the sound of her phone ringing. She let out a groan of frustration, her hand having migrated to her underwear as the images of her sexy wife had taken ahold of her. Rolling over to reach for her phone, Jane was determined to give whoever was on the other side a piece of her mind for the interruption.
"Rizzoli!" Jane practically growled into the phone. She was immediately sorry when she heard the giggles coming from the speaker that could only belong to one person.
"Baby, did I interrupt something?" Maura asked innocently, obviously teasing her wife. Jane shook her head, Maura knew her too well. Even though they had been apart for some time now, Maura still knew all of her quirks and moods.
"Maybe," Jane replied petulantly. She may love that Maura knew her moods so well but Jane didn't have to actually tell her that. Maura let out a real laugh now and Jane couldn't help smiling. God she loved that sound. Her heart clenched as she realized just how much she missed Maura.
"Commander, what are you doing calling me? Last I was informed, you would be unable to have any comms for a few more days," Jane said sternly, trying to stop Maura's amusement at her expense. She obviously was not upset to be speaking to her wife but that didn't mean she liked Maura making fun of her.
"Well, Commander, I was calling to give you some good news, but if you would prefer I wait a few days, that could be arranged," Maura sassed back at Jane. Jane rolled her eyes but still felt her stomach fill with butterflies at Maura's teasing. This woman was her everything and even these little interactions made Jane fall more and more in love with Maura.
"Proceed," Jane said, now excited about what the good news could be. There was a slight pause where the only sound on the line was both of the women's breathing. Just as Jane's nerves were getting frayed, Maura giggled again, and said, "I'm coming home, baby." Jane literally leapt for joy, almost falling on the floor of their bedroom as her legs got tangled in the sheets.
At the sound, Maura's giggles turned to full bellied laughter. "Jane, did you just fall out of bed?" Jane felt her cheeks burn hot and even though Maura couldn't see them, felt the embarrassment consume her. "No," she said, once again petulant.
Maura's smile could be heard through the phone as she said, "Of course not, my big bad pilot. I was just calling to let you know that I will be home in a few days." Maura paused and then when her voice returned, it had dropped an octave, seeping with sensuality that caused Jane's already heated core to clench in desire.
"And Jane, when I get home, you better be ready to show me how much you missed me." Jane swallowed thickly, her previous thoughts returning like a stampeding herd of wildebeest, sending all available fluid between her thighs.
"Uh huh," was all Jane could choke out around her lust-paralyzed tongue. Jane was greeted with more of Maura's hearty laughter as she said, "I love you, Mav, see you soon," and hung up on Jane. It took Jane a few minutes to realize that the line was dead and she was holding the phone to her ear for no reason.
"Damn that woman!" Jane shouted out into their empty bedroom. Tossing the phone on the bed next to her, Jane knew she would need the big guns to make it until she saw Maura again. Opening their 'toy' drawer and taking out her favorite vibrator, Jane proceeded to take care of her desire so that she could focus the rest of the day. Oh who was she kidding, Jane thought, knowing that her wife would be in her arms in a few days time was going to have her on a rollercoaster of lust until they were reunited. Hopefully, she could take the edge off so she could at least get through work the next few days.
Just as she turned the vibrator on and was bringing it to her dripping core, her phone pinged, indicating a message. Jane let out a groan of frustration. What now, she thought as she threw the vibrator down and picked up the phone. The message she received had her yelling out her frustration so loudly she was sure their neighbors would call the police, worried something horrible had caused the sound.
Maura had sent Jane a text of her in her flight suit but clearly with nothing on underneath as her beautiful breasts were spilling out of the top zipper, nipples barely covered. That alone would have caused Jane's frustration but what had been the breaking point were the words that accompanied the tantalizing photo.
Just wanted to remind you what you have been missing. Oh and I forgot to mention, you are not allowed to have one single orgasm without me. See you in a few days, love. ;-)
Cold showers. Jane was going to be living on cold showers until she could finally hold Maura in her arms again because she knew that this photo was just the beginning of her torture. As if to confirm what she already knew, another picture came through her phone, this one with a shot of Maura from behind, her firm cheeks encased in a lacy thong. This time the message had Jane throwing her phone down and rushing to their shower.
I almost forgot this view. You know how much I like to be thorough. See you soon, Mav! :-]
A/N: I do love writing a flirty Maura. I have missed this version of our ladies and hope my muse cooperates so that I can keep going. Let me know what you think.