So, this is a 'continuation' of INSTINCTS, because I HAD to find out how their first date went, but I'm keeping it separate from that story, which is all fluffy and lovely,and this would just be wrong in the context of that story. It would be good to read that first, but I guess this could stand alone, and maybe you don't have the patience! But this is also a whole lot more adult as we have graphic sexual fluff and therefore has a strong M- rating, and is certainly not suitable for younger readers. I hope I've done them justice, and I hope you find it funny, entertaining and erotic- not smutty in the literal sense. I don't want this to be smut just for the sake of it-this is a love story, and I plan to write a sequel to the original, that maybe could cover their wedding. When I do, there'll be another M-rated one-shot detailing their wedding night!
I plan on adding at least one or two more chapters to this one- it was a long weekend after all!
By the way, I don't use a beta, I do all my own proof reading etc, so any mistakes are all mine and I apologise in advance for my ineptitude.
I don't own the characters, they belong to TNT, Janet Tamaro and lucky people like that. But I do own the words, so hands off.
Let's find out how our ladies are faring shall we?...read on...
Saturday, the morning after the night before…
With its four enormous windows, Room 121 of the Meritage Hotel afforded its guests an almost unparalleled view of Boston harbour and the surrounding area. Stylish boats and yachts, and rowers on the water for their early morning practise sessions could all be observed from the Superior Suite. The sun bounced off the water, and the tree lined harbour looked as pretty as a picture and as stylish as St Tropez in the spring.
For the current occupants of room 121 however, the view might just have well been the alien landscape of Mars- the solar system seemed to have shifted slightly to the left during the night, and the world they'd left behind in the hotel lobby was just a dim and distant memory. Surely the moon and stars must have collided, or at the very least bumped hips, if the heavenly stardust that rained down over them in their king-size bed was anything to go by.
As the two women slowly began to come to, trying to coax unwilling eyes to open from their orgasm-induced slumber, they began to survey their surroundings. Clothes had been casually dropped to the floor, shoes and underwear unceremoniously deposited in a pile by the bed, and champagne bottles and flutes sat on the bedside tables- it certainly suggested that a good time was had by the two spent and exhausted women currently draped over each other under the covers.
Maura was the first to try and shift her body from its current position, ticking off a mental checklist of moving parts as she went- most of them seemed to be in working order- but last nights marathon lovemaking session had convinced her that she may not be able to walk in a straight line for the foreseeable future. Never had she been more grateful for the core- strengthening powers of yoga.
She gingerly began to roll over onto her left side- no small feat in itself, as the lower half of her body seemed to be completely detached from the upper section. Glancing down under the bed covers she could at least confirm that everything was where it should be, just that it all felt like it belonged to someone else- altogether quite disconcerting. But it was also the greatest feeling of contentment and sexual fulfilment she had ever known, and this was something she could work with.
She finally completed the tricky 'moving onto left side' manoeuvre, after a couple of false starts, and rolled straight into the woman responsible for her sexual epiphany- Jane Clementine Rizzoli. The Jane who had made the planets collide and send the solar system all wonky, the Jane who had brought Maura to the brink of complete and utter exhaustion, only for her to find Maura a second wind from out back and make her do it all again. The Jane, who would now and forever be burned into her memory as by far greatest and most skilful lover Maura had ever had the pleasure of …knowing.
A woman who unwittingly, unknowingly and above all unbelievably, did things to Maura that were so good they were probably illegal in forty seven states, (and Tennessee was still considering), and who was currently laying on her front, trying to figure out how she'd managed to do any of them. She was gamely trying to force her left eye open and focus on Maura, but her eyelids felt like blinds that had been glued shut. When the less than cooperative eye did finally come unstuck it was locked onto Maura's in a flash, and she smiled at the dishevelled honey blond with such a smug expression that Maura couldn't help but smile back. Jane was still looking smug when she finally cobbled a sentence together.
"And we were worried that we'd be no good at it."
Friday night
After dinner Maura suggested a walk along the harbour, and they strolled hand in hand, Maura looking down regularly at her ring, it really was exquisite- Jane had remarkably good taste. They were both grinning like Cheshire cats, it seemed they really couldn't stop smiling, and as they headed back to the hotel they found a bench and sat watching the harbour lights.
"It's so beautiful isn't it?" Maura was feeling wistful, and Jane let her continue, lost in her heavenly features, not least her lips. As Jane stared at those lips she found her mind fast forwarding to when they'd get back to their suite. And the nerves that she'd managed to keep hidden in all the hullabaloo of pink smoke and diamond rings were just beginning to take hold- she'd be doing a lot more than just kissing Maura later, that was for damn sure. We'll be naked…together. Oh my god, she's finally gonna see me naked. I'll be touching her... when we're naked.
" So peaceful' Maura continued… "a world away from everything…you know, I don't think I could be any happier than I am right now."
Jane was picturing them writhing together on the four - poster, and whilst it was turning her on, no question, she still was worried about how they would actually be getting naked. They'd essentially had three years of foreplay leading up to tonight, and suddenly Jane was freaking out about the Doctor getting busy undressing her and seeing her naked? Get a grip Rizzoli, she sees naked bodies every day…ok, they're dead naked bodies, but the principles the same. And she's never seen you naked either, she might be freaking out too…although she doesn't seem nervous. Aw crap, it's just me then… Ok, come on, act like you know what you're doing, you're marrying the woman for god's sake.
Jane decided she might be able to make Maura think again about her level of happiness- if only to make herself sound as if she was in control of the situation.
"Mmm, you sure about that Maur?" She cupped Maura's face gently and kissed her cheek, moving across to kiss her neck. "I don't believe our date's over yet Doctor", she purred into her ear and nibbled it for good measure and Maura let out a breathy low moan. " And we have that big bed just waiting to be used, and we have all weekend to test it out." She found Maura's lips again and this time kissed her like she meant it- and Maura was suddenly desperate to get back their suite to get Jane out of that uncomfortable looking suit and into their bed. Oh, nice move Rizzoli!.., confidence is all in the mind…keep it going, keep it going.
" Jane, let's go…I really need to test that bed…I'd hate for it not to be up to the job…it's likely to get a lot of use." Holy crap Maura! Speak Jane…Speak now!
" Oh yes it is…a lot of use! Hey, did you see it's a four-poster? Never slept in a four-poster before." Ok, now I sound about twelve.
"Jane…who said anything about sleeping?" Oh sweet Jesus, I'm going to hell in a handcart.
Jane liked Maura's way of thinking... oh I really do… and she pinched the Doctor's ass and slapped it for good measure, eliciting a squeal from the recipient… She is so fucking perfect…Maura turned and leaned in close to Jane and whispered seductively into Jane's ear,
"I hope you brought your handcuffs….Detective."
Ok, that is not a nervous woman, that is one horny woman and she's horny for you Rizzoli. Man up!…no… wife up!… Shoot, did I pack the handcuffs?
If you were to ask them, neither Jane or Maura would be able to pinpoint when it was that their relationship began to change- it was so gradual that neither of them really noticed it building. A quiet stream of friendship, just bubbling along, slowly meandered into a steadily flowing river, which in turn pulled them closer to the edge of a raging waterfall, and the only thing to cling on to was each other. They were their own life belts and they needed each other to stay afloat- the connection now so strong that if one should let go they would both tumble over the edge and into the torrents below. Yes, they needed each other, but that connection, that emotional attraction was so strong, so visceral that it was becoming a physical need and now, they wanted each other as well.
Their original connection had been immediate and instinctive, and for women used to their own company -albeit for very different reasons - this was as unexpected as it was entirely natural. But this new phase of the relationship was altogether different- the subtle, almost unconscious flirting had somehow developed into full on desire, and that familiar ache between the legs was getting stronger and more distracting as each day passed. This weekend would be the culmination of weeks of passionate kissing on the couch and the tantalising feel of underwear- but so far, no sex- no 'all the way'.
Frustrated was an understatement.
They left the bench and walked along the harbour, holding hands, no words needed, just enjoying the feel of each other, and the welcome cool night air and the promise of things to come. Or so it seemed. Maura was actually feeling a tad hot and bothered- she seemed to be in a constant state of arousal and had been for weeks-in fact she only had to think of Jane and she became wet- but she was approaching the notion of making love with, and to, her new girlfriend (and at some point, wife) with some trepidation. This was scientist speak for 'I'm really nervous, and Jane seems so confident, and I don't have a clue what I'm doing'.
But in Maura's world, she could use words to rationalise every situation, and this situation shouldn't be any different to, say, making a speech in front of a thousand people when you've lost your notes and you don't have an almost photographic memory. One well known tip to overcoming nervousness is to picture the entire audience naked, to put you at ease and calm the mind. Maura considered this example for a second and wondered how, of all the analogies she could've chosen, she picked that little nugget- Freud would have a field day with this one.
Well how could that possibly work when the situation I'm nervous about is picturing Jane naked? Undressing her, her undressing me, touching her…oh god, how can I be so nervous… and …so turned on? Jane seems fine with all this, and she's certainly keen to get back to our suite...she seems so calm, surely she must be a little nervous?
They continued walking, stopping occasionally to take in a view, or to just kiss, again, until finally curiosity got the better of Maura- she needed to know if it was just her who was feeling uncomfortably awkward, and never one to shilly-shally her way around awkward situations, she just came out with it.
" Jane, can we stop for a second, I need to ask you something," Jane stopped and turned to face Maura, and noticed a slightly worried face looking back at her.
"What's wrong Maur, you okay?" She took her hand and gently massaged it with her thumb. It brought to Maura's mind all the times Jane had done that over the years, never thinking that something so habitual, so casual would eventually lead to this. She'd been so blind to it all, and for so long. She sighed and gave Jane an affectionate smile.
"I'm fine, really, I'm just...all this...and I hope it's not just me, but...Jane..." She was almost laughing as she said this..." I'm really nervous and I just wa..." A perfect pair of very relieved lips cut the doctor off in mid sentence, with a long, drawn out kiss that now seemed to be such a stock Rizzoli answer to all of life's awkward moments that Maura thought she should patent them. She felt a pang of disappointment when Jane pulled away, but perked up when she pulled her in for a cuddle.
"I am so glad you said that Maura...I've been feeling the same since dinner, and I was worried it was just me!" She had to laugh now, it was such a relief to know the good doctor felt the same- Maura laughed back at her.
"Really? But you seem so confident...after all you've done tonight, I just figured you knew what you what you were doing!"
"Well, now you know...I'm just winging it, I had a checklist for earlier, but now? No idea!... but knowing we're both feeling the same way kind of takes the pressure off doesn't it?"
"It does... you know, maybe we should talk, get some things out in the open...we have a long weekend ahead of us, and there shouldn't be any...awkwardness between us." She paused for thought for a few seconds..."I have an idea, come and sit with me."
"Um, ok, anything you say Doc..."
Maura took Jane's arm and they made their way to a conveniently placed bench and sat down- Jane was grateful for this- her feet were starting to answer her back, she wasn't used to actually walking in heels and they were letting her know - loud and clear. She slipped her shoes off and gave them a rub-and contemplated staying bare footed all the way back to the hotel -besides, it was easier to kiss Maura if she was closer to her, and any time not spent kissing Maura was wasted time as far as she was concerned.
" This is something we should have perhaps considered long before tonight Jane, the fact that neither of us have been with a woman, in the biblical sense anyway." Jane smiled- oh Maura and her literal approach to everything.
"And for that matter" she continued, " neither of us has fallen in love with their best friend...and that's quite a big thing to take in...all in one go."
"As the actress said to the bishop." Jane couldn't help herself sometimes, Maura just made it too easy. She was feeling more relaxed now, and her playful puppy side was coming out again- her default setting when she had to have uncomfortable conversations. But this time, for the love of Maura, and all it meant to love Maura, she knew she had to get over her fear of opening up and just go with it- she trusted Maura with anything she might want to ask.
"I don't know what that means...but I'm sure it's very amusing." said Maura, a tad confused.
"Never mind...and I agree, we should talk...and I for one have only ever had one best friend... and I fell in love with her the minute I saw her...saw you...and I know we need to talk about it...so let's talk."
Maura obviously had something to get off that wonderful chest of hers, and she wasn't going to stop her now- though it didn't mean she couldn't admire it while she listened to her girlfriend.
" I just think we need to get some things out in the open," Leave it Rizzoli, don't even go there. "express our thoughts and feelings, before we get...intimate. We're a couple now, and I think we should make this weekend as honest and open as possible..."
This was a concept she wasn't sure Jane always subscribed to. She needed to know that they were both entirely comfortable with what was going to happen, but also knew that in some subjects, they probably didn't know each other as well as they thought.
This was about to change.
"Jane...how old were you when you lost your virginity?" she asked casually to a surprised Jane, who, instead of her usual spluttering at Maura's frankness, for once just went with it. She'd realised lately that she was actually liking opening up and being honest with Maura- for the first time Jane felt entirely comfortable revealing her insecurities, and letting go of some of her demons in the process. And only Maura could have this effect on her. It really was a revelation, to both of them.
"Ok, you get straight to it don't ya Doc?...well, I was seventeen, he was nineteen, it was with Jimmy Everett, at his Mom's house, in his bedroom...and this sounds like we're playing Cluedo...'in the dining room with a rope'...kinky Cluedo at that!"
They both laughed, easing into the conversation, and Jane continued with her story.
"He was my first real boyfriend, we'd dated for about three months or so, and he was a friend as well as a boyfriend you know?" She paused for a moment as she remembered her first time. " We'd made out, he had a car so it was easy to be alone, and one night it kinda just happened...I think for me it was something to get out of the way, see what all the fuss was about." Her tone had changed now, she was more thoughtful and reflective, and Maura couldn't quite gauge whether she was remembering losing her virginity fondly or not. She stroked her hand absently, glad to just be with her now and let her open up.
"And did it live up to all the fuss?"
Jane sighed as she considered the question. "Nope. It was all over before it started really, he'd got himself so worked up that he couldn't hold on for long... and that was that. No fireworks, no Fourth of July...no nothing really... I just thought, well if that's sex, it wasn't what it was cracked up to be and I'd like a refund!..we tried again a few times, but really, it was awful! We just didn't click you know?" She was looking deep into Maura's eyes.. "no chemistry you see... but if I'd known you then Maura... Jesus, we'd probably never have left your bedroom..." She'd closed the gap between them and gently kissed her, to confirm her theory. Instantly an intense throbbing shot straight to their cores, Maura was glad they were sitting down, her legs were feeling weak again. "See... that's chemistry...and I know I've never really had it with anyone...until you." Maura knew all about chemistry and physics, knew all about biology and the human body, but she didn't think she'd ever know how Jane could make her go weak at the knees with just a look. And an intense searing look from Jane? Well, she had no words, just gentle moans. ..so she just kissed her back and was lost in those chocolate eyes for a while. When she came out of her stupor she had a question for Jane.
"What happened to Jimmy, did you keep in touch at all?" Jane suddenly had a huge grin on her face, and for a few seconds she just laughed.
"Well I think I must've ruined him or something...he joined a Seminary and became a priest!" Maura looked incredulous, and roared with laughter. "God's honest truth Maur, last I heard he was on retreat in Rome...oh poor Father James, I wonder what he'd make of me now, here with you, discussing losing our virginities. God bless him...anyway...your turn Doctor Isles, tell me about your first time. Can't be any worse than mine!"
"No, I couldn't top that if I tried" she laughed, "my first time was with Garrett" Jane had figured as much so didn't seem surprised, she just raised her eyebrows. " We were both eighteen, expected to marry and continue the Fairfield line... it might as well have been drawn up in a contract." She let out a resigned sigh- given the recent events with the Fairfield's, that turned out to be a real life game of Cluedo- 'Garrett, with the heavy car part, on a boat'- the memory of her first time would be forever tainted with the subsequent murder of his half brother, but, she had started this game of truth or dare so she couldn't not be honest about it. Jane held her hand throughout.
" The first time with Garrett actually was very nice, we took our time before 'sealing the deal' as they say...and it felt natural and easy because it was expected...there was no pressure on us, other than to get married...which of course, never happened. And that's one thing I am grateful for...it would never have worked...I wanted a career of my own, not to just be Garrett's wife, sitting on committees, having babies and leaving them with nannies. No...it would've been so wrong to marry him."
She looked at Jane, her beautiful, sexy detective..." Plus...I'd never have met you would I? Now, that would've been a crime," and she gently poked her chest. Jane thought she detected a hint of sadness in the way she spoke, especially the baby part.
"Do you regret not having kids?...was there no one later on that you might've wanted them with?" Maura considered the question carefully- she had hoped to have children, but her career, and her independence meant everything to her- she could easily have just followed her Mothers example, and palmed her off on nannies and hired help, but what would that achieve? If you're going to have children at least be there for them, watch them grow into themselves and thrive, surrounded by love and affection. Maura felt she missed out on so much- she could have had anything she wanted. but all she really needed were parents who spent more time with her.
" Yes, I'd like to have had children, but not if it meant doing it alone. I've spent the majority of my life alone, and without a partner, so far it's not happened."
Jane could tell there was more to this, but decided to leave it for now letting Maura rest her head against her shoulder and gently playing with her hair.
"I think you'd make a great Mom."
They sat for a few moments, memories of first times, past times and thoughts of times to come.
Maura shivered slightly, the air was cooler now and her shrug was more for show than practicality. Jane instinctively stood up and removed her jacket and placed it around Maura's shoulders. She decided they needed something to liven things back up again, something she knew Maura would love to do.
"Oh, so chivalrous Jane... won't you be cold?" The heat raging through Jane at the moment could defrost a freezer at ten paces- so no, she wasn't cold at all. And she'd had an idea to continue the romance of their date for a little longer.
"I'll be fine... contrary to what people might think, I'm naturally warm blooded. C'mon... lets get you back to the hotel and warmed up...hey, don't laugh at this, but how would like to go dancing?" Maura's face lit up light a Christmas tree... "I saw they have a band playing tonight, and I'd love to dance with you... if you can put up with my two left feet. And that's not an offer I'd make to just anyone you know." She picked up her shoes and put them back on, and felt her feet groan in protest. She knew she'd regret this idea, but it was worth it to see Maura so happy. Maura beamed at her girlfriend and cuddled up to her taking her arm, and thought that dancing with Jane was a wonderful idea.
"I'd say that's just what the Detective ordered."
Once arrived at the hotel they headed back to the restaurant and found a previously cordoned off area was now a large dance floor, complete with a band- it seemed it was Cuban night, with salsa and samba rhythms adding a sultry flavour to the air. Maura instantly felt the vibe from the music and she sashayed across the floor to the bar. Jane on the other hand swaggered across, happy to admire the view of Maura's hips and ass swaying seductively to the music- the rhythm was indeed going to get them. Damn she looks sexy...
They ordered some cocktails- in keeping with the spirit of the music Mojitos seemed appropriate, and they slipped down very nicely. As they sat at the bar Jane was aware how grateful her feet were- if she could've gotten away with it she would have gone upstairs and found her work boots, but, tonight she was trying her best to be ladylike, so the heels stayed. She glanced up and noticed the bartender from earlier in the evening, now off duty. He'd been the one to recommend the oysters as a starter, and he'd been right- watching Maura seductively swallow them down had been a truly spiritual experience, and she wanted to thank him. Waving him over, she proudly introduced him to her girlfriend.
"Maura, this is Sam. our bartender from earlier, Sam, I'd like you to meet Doctor Maura Isles...my future wife..." and a proud grin flashed across Jane's face. Sam smiled happily back and offered his congratulations to them both, taking Maura's hand to shake it. Maura shot back a thousand watt beam at him- it was the first time she'd heard herself referred to as Jane's 'future' anything and she was so caught up in the moment she shook Sam's hand with the vigour of a woman twice her size.
"Oh it's a pleasure to meet you Sam, it really is!" she gushed, still shaking his hand, " and please, call me Maura...would you like a drink?.. the Mojito's are excellent...oh, I suppose you already know that!"
She still had Sam's hand in a vise like grip and he was having a job releasing it. Jane found Maura's excitement cute and endearing, but poor Sam's knuckles were turning white.
"Maura" she whispered, ..."Maura!,,,let him go sweetie, you're cutting his circulation off."
"Oh I'm sorry Sam!" she said, finally letting him go. "It's just been such a wonderful evening and you're the first person we've told...although I gather you knew before I did!" referring to Jane's conversation with him at the bar while she waited nervously for Maura to arrive.
"Yes, she told me what she was planning, the pink smoke caused quite a commotion I gather! It all sounded fantastic, I bet you got the surprise of your life!" he said, as Maura proudly flashed her engagement ring to him.
"You could say that, yes, it was all totally unexpected...I don't think a day goes by that Jane doesn't surprise me somehow." and she gave Jane a quick peck on the lips. The detective considered Maura's words something of a challenge, and decided they really should be dancing by now, the sultry music was just perfect. After taking a long pull on her drink she stood and held her hand out to Maura. It was time for some Italian romance- Rizzoli style.
"Bella signora, Mi vuoi permettere il piacere di questa danza?"
Maura just looked up at Jane in quiet awe, and knew that was another pair of panties ruined. She'd never heard Jane speak fluently in Italian, and it was so, so sexy- it was sending a pulse to places not normally known to be sensitive to a language for goodness sake! Fortunately, she still had some of her faculties and replied in perfect Italian.
"Sarebbe il mio piacere."
She took Jane's hand, and was led to the dance floor, their eyes locked together. They danced for a few minutes, just enjoying how free they felt, free from the outside world, free from restraint and obligation. Here they could finally be themselves, had finally found themselves- their place in the grand scheme of things was right here, right now, and nobody else existed. Nobody could come between them, and nothing stood in their way. They were finally home.
Jane was feeling empowered, aroused, and masterful- a heady combination. She had a gorgeous, hot as fuck woman in her arms, a woman who was the absolute love of her life, and who was doing things to the detective she didn't think were possible- by anyone, let alone another woman. As they fell into rhythm with the seductive music, never taking their eyes off each other as they swayed and twirled, the want that had slowly been building, the need to feel each other as close as possible was getting stronger and stronger. "I love you Jane...so much."
Closer and closer... arms tangled, bodies pressed into each other...closer...lips caressing, feeling their way...closer... hearts steadily beating, in time to the music...closer...hips slowly grinding against each other...still not enough ...legs parting to close that minuscule gap between them...closer now...close enough to smell it, taste it... so, so close. It was all becoming too much for Maura and she whispered into her girlfriends ear, "Jane...please...I need to... I need to feel you inside me...unless you want me to come right here..." the look of lust and desire in those hazel eyes was almost enough to tip Jane over the edge...
The brisk walk back to their suite from the elevator was one of aroused silence, their hands locked in a determined grip, never letting go, never wanting to let go again. Breathing heavily and hearts racing they'd never felt so alive- so aware they were alive. They had become a force so strong it was combustible- Jane could've sworn she was on fire.
They got to the room and before Jane could open the door Maura pushed her against it, her mouth desperate to be on Jane's lips, searching, probing with her tongue, still not feeling close enough, her hands everywhere, sliding into the waistband of Jane's pants, urgently tugging at her shirt, desperate to feel skin, to be closer still. She'd never felt like this before- never wanted anyone the way she wanted Jane right now-it was dangerously close to perfect and she didn't want it to ever end.
Jane was feeling Maura's need as if it were her own, because it was her own, like they were one body, one soul- that was it! She could see into Maura's soul because it was her soul, they had become one person, one mind with only one thought- to be as close to each other as humanly possible. She needed to see and touch and taste Maura, needed to be inside her as much as she was inside her head now. She knew she would never feel like this with anyone else, and it almost made her heart burst. Finally, she'd found her soul mate- it felt so good it hurt and she couldn't wait any longer.
"Jesus Maur...let's get inside..." She fumbled with the key card... "dammit, which way round does it go?" She tried again, this time it opened, and they almost fell through the door, their need not have clothes on so strong- if it wasn't for common decency they'd have stripped right there in the hallway.
Shoes were kicked away, belts were tugged off, belt loops were sworn at, buttons and zips were just ripped off and apart, until they were down to just underwear and perfume. And now they stood in the middle of the room, the pace had slowed, and they could almost hear the other's heartbeats as they just stood and raked their eyes over each other. In midnight blue bra and panties, Jane's slim, svelte torso, all tanned skin and olive hue, was magnificent. Breasts perfectly in proportion, legs that seemed to go on forever, and a toned stomach that showed she'd made a bit more of an effort lately completed the look of an Amazon. With her hair a delightful mess of curls and strays Maura thought this statuesque beauty couldn't look any sexier if she tried.
Jane surveyed Maura...no...she licked her lips as if she was ready to devour Maura. She'd never seen anyone...anything more beautiful. Honey blond locks, lightly tanned skin that looked as soft as silk, curves that were just indecent, and breasts that Jane was sure she would get lost in- she couldn't wait any longer. She moved closer to Maura, her eyes travelling up and down the incredible sight in front of her...all for her...only for her... yes, she could touch...yes she could do all the things she'd wanted to do for so long...and Maura would let her! And she'd do them to her! She had died and gone to heaven...
They stood an arms length away, pupils locked and blazing, like missiles armed and ready to fire. The space narrowed until they were close enough to touch, and the electricity surrounding them was sending flames of heat to their very cores- something had to give. As if as of one thought, they eased down each others panties and unhooked bras, and saw each other naked for the first time. Stripped of clothing, of constraints, stripped of all awkwardness and doubt, this was how it was supposed to be. They stepped closer until they touched, felt skin on skin for the first time. They stood together and just touched each other, hands sliding to wherever they needed to be. Lightly stroking each other's breasts, running hands up and down. For a while it was just touching and kissing, until the need grew stronger again, and it was nippng and biting, and somehow, without seeming to have moved, they were at the side of the bed.
Jane was feeling in control, like it was meant that she would lead this dance, and she kissed Maura, finding her tongue, neither of them dominating, both just enjoying the feel of the others mouth on theirs. She traced her tongue along Maura's upper lip, then finding her way down her neck, then her collarbones and shoulders. She sat on the edge of the bed, and Maura ran her hands through Jane's wild mane of hair. Teasingly stopping short of the holy Grail of Maura's breasts, Jane kissed around them, and under them, cupping both of them in her hands. Maura let out little moans, letting Jane know she was enjoying this new sensation. She licked around her left nipple- already erect, it instantly hardened even more under Jane's surprisingly skilful touch, and she deftly teased the other hard bud between her fingers. Maura felt a jolt between her legs when Jane took the nipple in her mouth and sucked on it, then took it between her teeth and bit gently, all the while working the other one.
" Oh God...that feels so good..." Maura said, breathily, encouraging Jane to go a little harder- Maura's moans confirming it was what she needed.
"Maura...you are so beautiful...breathtaking, do you know that?.. just breathtaking..." she trailed off, lost in the taste and feel of Maura's breasts, but eventually moved on, hands cupping her ass, tracing kisses further down her body, Maura's hands still tugging on her hair, or caressing her shoulders and back, with the occasional kiss to any part she could reach.
Maura knew it would feel wonderful, knew she would love the feeling of Jane licking and stroking her, she just hadn't realised how much she would love it, and how natural it all felt. Like it really was meant to be. No man had ever taken this much care, treated her with much reverence, or made her feel like she could come just by touching her. She was holding it back, but Jane just felt so damn good on her, and she was still only at her belly button...
Suddenly Maura felt herself being guided to the mattress...
"Lie back Maura...I need to taste you..." and Jane wasn't at her belly button anymore... "Oh God Jane..." and she was licking and kissing her thighs, lightly ghosting her skin, as if she was kissing hot coals and couldn't linger there for too long. Moving inwards, towards her core, Maura could feel the heat rising as Jane got closer and closer, teasing her along the way, and she was kissing and licking and suddenly she was licking around her wet folds, following a line up and down, her hands playing with Maura's breasts, her nipples harder and more sensitive than ever before.
Jane brought her arms back down and looked up at Maura - silently asking if this was ok, if she could go there. Breathing heavily, her chest heaving up and down, every sensation was heightened. Maura nodded, and answered. " Yes Jane...oh god...I need your tongue on my clit...please!" Jane smiled and her eyes told Maura that everything was gonna be fine...and to hold on tight.
Jane gently parted Maura's wet folds, they were as wet as Jane's, and all she wanted to do was taste her. She licked upwards, slowly but firmly. She only had instincts to guide her, based on what she herself liked, and the breathy moans coming from Maura seemed to indicate that she was doing it right, so she carried on. Maura raised her hips, and shifted, inviting the closeness. Jane kept a steady rhythm, up and down, each time dipping inside a little further, and with the occasional flick to her clit Maura was getting wetter, and the moans were getting louder and the taste was like nothing on earth. It was Heaven, and Maura was Heaven and she knew that if you could get ice cream in this flavour it would sell out in a day. It was like honey mixed with soap, mixed with roses, and her folds felt like soft velvet rose petals, and this little pink bud was about to bloom... and it must be Heaven because nothing else could be this perfect.
She lapped at Maura's opening, darting her tongue in and out, and she could feel Maura's thighs shaking a little. Maura was close she could tell, but Jane wanted more but she wanted it now, and she wanted Maura to have it all as well, and they had all weekend to be slow and romantic but right now she needed to be inside Maura and make her come like never before, make her come undone completely and put her back together again, good as new. As if by telepathy Maura looked down, and made it clear what she needed..." Jane...if you don't fuck me soon I'm going to explode...I didn't realise torture was on your list of one hundred things to do before you're fifty" Jane laughed at Maura's sudden outburst of humour, she'd been given the green light. "Anything you want Maura...just tell me what you want..." and she continued licking and sucking- she would do this all night long if Maura asked her too.
" All of it Jane...I want...fingers and your tongue in me and on my clit...just...all of it...please, I can't hold on much longer..."
Jane was no slouch in the good to go department and slowly inserted her long middle finger into Maura, in and out, in and out and she felt her girlfriend arch her back and raise her hips." Oh fuck Jane, that's it honey, just like that..." She was so wet that a second finger easily followed, and she went in harder and faster this time, enjoying the feel of having Maura literally in the palm of her hand. A third finger tentatively went in, " Oh God, yes...faster...that's it...fuck my pussy Jane...fuck me harder..." So that's what a college education gets you...dirty talk!...Jane was ramming into Maura now, hard and fast, and using her tongue to lick and bite and suck her clit, and Maura was matching the frenetic pace with her hips..." Oh yes...I'm so close...so close..." Jane curled her fingers towards her and felt an extra plump fleshy part, and as she rammed in and out she caught it each time, and Maura was writhing now and her back arched and she was still for a while and Jane felt her contract inside..." Oh yes... I'm gonna come...I'm gonna come..oh Jane..."
"Come for me baby, let it all go..." She reached up and rubbed a nipple between her fingers, sending another jolt straight to Maura's dripping pussy.
"Oh Jane...fuck me...I'm coming...yes, yes...oh God Jane! yes...oh fuck..."
Jane kept ramming her fingers in and out, and she bit and sucked on Maura's rock hard clit until finally, Maura cried out Jane's name and she arched and bucked when wave after wave came crashing over her and Jane felt her girlfriends cum gushing out over her fingers still deep inside, soaking her hand. She lapped at the sweet juices coming out of Maura's pussy, more heavenly than before, and she couldn't get enough of it, and couldn't believe that she was responsible for it all.
"Yes baby, oh yes! That's it, let it out...that's it..."
Maura was still pulsating inside around Jane's fingers and as Jane gently licked around them she brushed her clit and Maura shuddered each time as a smaller, less intense orgasm took hold of her again. She slowly came down, and Jane felt her relax inside and she gently pulled her fingers out. She looked up at Maura, her chest and neck flushed, her nipples hard enough to hang her coat on and smiled. Maura looked down at Jane and knew that she was never letting her girlfriend leave this bed, and would never, ever say no to the Rizzoli experience. Breathless and panting hard - for a woman who thought she was in good shape- she smiled at Jane and let her arms flop to her side. Jane pulled herself up to lay alongside Maura, her fingers still soaked with her juices.
"Want to taste?... It's very good, like soapy honey...I bet it's great for your immune system."
And there was the patented Rizzoli grin, on the face of her patented Rizzoli girlfriend, and all was right with Maura's world.
She took Jane's hand and slowly and deliberately licked each and every finger dry. She had to agree, it really did taste delicious, like the first time she tried one of Jane's beers- it was much better than she'd expected.
"Mmm...very nice... and when I can feel my legs again and can move from this bed...it's your turn...Detective...I hope you're prepared." And she kissed Jane, long and slow, and could sill taste herself on her girlfriends lips.
"Oh, I'm prepared Doctor...after tonight, I'm ready for anything..."
Ok...even I need a cold shower now. Please review-this is my first attempt at M Rated and I honestly would like to know what you think, and if you agree that I handled their first time well? I genuinely care for these characters and the stories I create for them, and it makes me happy to read that you like what I've done. So, review, favourite, follow whatever, and please read my other stories too. There'll be more of this particular little romp coming soon, so, see you at chapter 2...