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Done !

Well, I own nothing but a vivid imagination anyway, so don't sue me. And if one of TPTB accidently stumbles onto this and takes a liking, just offer a writers contract. *ROFL*

Dedication: To Angie Harmon and Sasha Alexander for a job verrrry well done ! You two made a lot of people believe love can be found in a lot of places.

Lastly: Since English isn't my native language, I nevertheless tried to reach a writing style or standard I at least can live with. This is my first attempt at a R&I fic.

This story is unbeta'd, so all typos and grammar errors are mine... and mine alone !

That about covers it.

Aaaah... another one: Feedback is the ambrosia of the bards. So if you'd like to contact me, feel free to do so at: kijuma

Praise will be answered promptly, flames will be too, but not that prompt ;-)

Finally: Enjoy ! Hehe... maybe...

"Jane, I can't stay any longer."

"Why?" Jane wraps her arms her around her waist and pulls her near.

They are looking deeply into each others eyes. "It's better if I leave now!" Maura whispers.

She turns, but Jane reaches for her arm and turns her back around. "Maura, you can't let me stand here like this!"

They are standing face to face again. "Damn!" Maura's thought volumes and their gaze locks. Maura lifts her hands, they fall forward in each others arms and finally their lips meet. They embrace and the kiss turns passionate. Hands are roaming, tongues are duelling and Maura presses herself totally at Jane. Finally the kiss breaks and both of them smile.

"Jane, this.. this is crazy!"

"Really? For weeks I couldn't think about anything else." Passion nearly lets Maura's voice crack.

"Why didn't you say something?" Jane's voice matches.

"And why didn't you, Jane?"

"I... I couldn't."

Jane feels Maura's hands carefully stroking her waist and she feels her desire mount. Their lips are meeting again and Maura's hand reaches inside Jane's blouse. Gently she touches Jane's breasts under the bra. Jane groans while her tongue reaches deeper into Maura's mouth. They kiss wildly, passion rises and long minutes are spent to get to know each other.

Jane stops and her lips trail along Maura's cheek, downward to her neck gently kissing the pulse point and back to Maura's ear.

Maura tilts her head back to let Jane get better access. She closes her eyes while just enjoying the feelings Jane is invoking in her.

Jane nibbles at Maura's earlobe and Maura's hands continue with the soft stroking of Jane's tantalizing breasts.

"Maura… tell me you want this as much as I do…" came her hoarse whisper.

"Jane…" she stares into those brown eyes, that had haunted her sleep for weeks now.

Longing reflected into her own. Lust, pure unadulterated lust, which she knew could clearly be seen on her own face.

"Maura, let me make love to you…."

And then she woke up, drenched in sweat.