She was beautiful, so beautiful. It was always her smile that caught me, our eyes would meet and I would feel my insides melt, my heart would beat faster and my hands that would hang loosely at my sides would ache to touch her.

People say that when you meet the one, you instantly know that you will love them forever, your worlds collide and any remnants of feelings from past relationships disappear as your heart is consumed by this new love.

To say Maura had consumed my heart would be an understatement; she had taken it without mercy and held it against my will. For no matter how hard I try I cannot escape the way I feel for her, this divine entrapment rocks me to my core and ensnares every last one of my senses.

So as I lay head back and knees bent with knowing fingers teasing patterns along my bare skin I can't help but whimper and say her name.

"Maura."

Here is the divine agony, wanting to draw out the exquisite pleasure that sends tremors down my body but knowing that I won't last long through the haze of her perfume that lingers on my pillow and the image of her wicked smile that she reserves only for me.

My hand bunches in the bed sheet has my moans feel the room, teasing fingers trail down by thigh towards my wetness where I am rewarded with slow tantalising strokes up my centre. "Fuck" I whisper into the darkness as my body trembles and legs begin to shake. My breathing gets more erratic as my clit is circled, slowly at first and then faster and faster as I get closer to my release.

With practiced precision and knowledge of my body two strong fingers are thrust deep into my wetness and I cry out at the intrusion, I hum in appreciation as my clit is circled by a teasing thumb and a third finger is added, bringing even more pleasure as their ministrations rock me on the bed with the force of their thrusting.

I can feel my pussy getting wetter and wetter and the sounds that fill the room as fingers push in and out of that wetness are a true testament to what she does to me and it only aids to turning me on more.

My toes curl as my legs begin to quiver; I can feel myself clamping down on fingers as my sweet release begins to burn within me ready to be released. Whimpering I scream out her name, my whole body shaking and trembling, a sheen of sweat covers my skin and my breathing is laboured as I try to catch my breath. Stretching my legs out I can't help but smile and sigh as the endorphins are released giving me a sweet sensation that fills me from head to toe.

Endorphins, of course I'd know about these, she's lectured me enough times on the benefits of sex and orgasms, I chuckle as sheets are pulled around me and the slow pull of sleep begins to take hold of me. As I close my eyes and give in to the tiredness I smile, feeling happier than I have in a long time.


As morning breaks and the sun shines through the gap in the curtains I stretch my body out relishing in the feel of numb limbs and relaxed muscles. Swinging my legs over the edge of the bed I stumble to the door ready for my morning coffee fix, with one last look to the bed I walk into the kitchen ready to start my day.

Sat eating Coco puffs at my breakfast bar I can't help but cast my mind back to the previous night, that electric feeling that was given to my body because of Maura was something that I would never get used to. The first time it had happened I thought it was a one-off, a fluke that would not be repeated, she was my best friend and I convinced myself it was wrong, that it was not right to have your best friend have so much of a hold on you, a hold that often came more alive at night under the sheets, but the more I denied myself, the more I grew wanting. Until it became the norm and I no longer felt guilty when I indulged with her.

A knock at the door broke me from my thoughts and I reluctantly stood to open it. Looking through the peep hole I couldn't help but grin like a child on Christmas morning.

"Hey Maur."

"Jane, you look terrible, did you get any sleep last night?" I chuckled as she stepped through the threshold and I closed the door behind her. "A bit" I said quietly as she set two coffees down on the counter top. "It was a late one; I couldn't sleep and had a lot on mind."

"Do you want to talk about it?" She asked me, concern written across her face. 'More than anything' I thought to myself as I picked up one of the two coffee cups. The liquid burnt my throat as I swallowed, I smiled as the strong taste of the expensive blend from Maura's favourite coffee shop greeted my senses.

"It's nothing Maur, nothing that I can't handle myself, but thanks, how was your night, did you get up to much?"

"Not really Jane, there was a documentary I had planned to watch but I'm afraid sleep got the better of me and I found myself having an early night. Ready to go?" With a quick nod I grabbed my blazer and slung it over my shoulder.

"Ready as I can be" I muttered as I pulled open the door and tried to push the thoughts of last night from my mind.

Picturing it was Maura touching me in the middle of the night was one thing, but having it control my every thought when I saw her was too much. 'Get a hold of yourself Rizzoli' I thought to myself, as I pulled the door shut behind me and followed Maura out into the hallway, the exquisite agony not far behind.

So, this is my first shot at fanfic, I don't want to be one of these people that constantly asks for reviews but would appreciate a bit of feedback so I know what i'm doing right or wrong.

I initially intended for this to be a one-shot but there's definitely scope for it to become more than that if people would like it.

Let me know what you think. Thanks for reading :)