I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THESE CHARACTERS!..sadly. Please tell me if you find a typo:)
~~~Chapter 4 is in pre-production~~~
The two girls sat in a room with just the sound of the movie disrupting the silence. A little scare came over Jane as she felt Maura lean her head on her shoulder, but it was nothing new. They still sat with nothing to say, just listening still. Maura, again, out of nowhere snuggled up closer to Jane, while this time putting her hand on Jane's stomach. Jane didn't seem to react to the sudden change in position, but underneath her stone chiseled face she felt something.
As the movie played on in a great silence Maura started moving her thumb back and forth, just rubbing the clothes of the cop, until the rubbing had moved Jane's shirt up just enough for Maura to feel Jane's silky skin. Maura sat, just waiting for Jane to reposition herself, or at the very least tug her shirt down, but she didn't. Still looking as if nothing has happened, Jane continued to watch the movie. With a little jolt of courage streaming through her, Maura started moving her thumb again, but this time expected no reaction from Jane. Long waves of time passed as Maura's thumb rubbing turned into a slight brushing of fingers against Jane's stomach.
Jane didn't react to the tickling sensation that Maura was giving her, but she was all too aware of what was happening. Maura sat in the same position brushing Jane's side until she could feel raw skin under her fingers, so with natural sense Maura moved her hand. She explored the surrounding skin with nothing but curiosity on her mind.
Maura wondered as to why Jane had yet to say anything, or had not yet made an excuse to get up, but then Maura knew. She listened to the subtle hints of the woman beneath her. She felt the rising and the falling of the chest that she was all to familiar with. She felt on her the rapid pumping heartbeat of a girl who was turned on.
Maura wondered if she should stop, or if Jane was just begging her to go on. She continued just brushing the olive skin, while she contemplated her next move. Doubts ran all through Maura, but she knew she had no control over what was going to happen. Maura's hand started to wander a little more out onto the flat skin. With thoughts running through her mind, and smooth skin tingling her fingers, Maura had lost track of where her fingers wandered off to. She hit something but didn't know what it was.
After the initial shock of hitting something on Jane's stomach she finally realized it was Jane's pants. She kept her hand still for a minute, but she pressed on through the slight fear building inside. She grazed the edge of Jane's pants with her fingers, then sudden her feelings changed. Maura could feel Jane's chest rising and falling more than before, and just with that Maura decided to have some fun. Maura continued teasing the outside of Jane's pants with a smile on her face that Jane couldn't see. She knew that this was teasing the cop to an almost cruel end, but she loved it. Maura finally decided to move her hands up to Jane's navel.
Maura slowly made tiny circles around the small divot, and circled inward. This small gesture made Jane quiver under Maura. As Maura felt Jane breathing heavy she knew that the torment had gone on too long. So naturally Maura went back to playing with the edge of Jane's pants, but this time Maura put her thumb under the fabric while the rest of her hand stayed out. She slowly moved her hand across the top of Jane's pants until finally Jane's legs moved. Maura had known from the second that Jane pushed her legs closed that she was trying to conceal the feeling in between her legs.
Maura stopped playing around and at last moved her hand underneath the fabric. There she slowly moved down until she felt where Jane's lips started. Jane still was keeping her legs closed, until Maura peeked her middle finger into the folds. A sensation hit Jane that had felt like nothing else. She did not edge Maura not, she did not moan, but Maura knew she wanted more. With the greatest of ease Maura moved her hand down and slowly rubbed against Jane's lips, until finally Jane moved her legs. Maura, knowing exactly what to do did not waste any time.
Maura felt the warmth of Jane surround her hand as she began to slowly circle around Jane's opening. Jane finally started to react. She didn't touch Maura, but she finally let out a moan which gave Maura courage. Maura could tell that Jane was enjoying the teasing, but this time Maura felt like she was teasing herself. She was dying to feel the inside of Jane, so with a deep breathe Maura took the plunge, and Jane let out a loud moan.
Maura sat there exploring the inside of Jane, while Jane continued to moan. Maura kept moving inside and out at a slow pace, but now she wanted to see what would happen if she went faster. She started plunging into Jane at a slightly faster speed and this only made Jane moan more. Jane's hips rocked with Maura's hand in perfect rhythm, and Maura knew that Jane was going to give in any minute. Wanting so much to explore the rest of Jane, Maura reverted to her original spot, and began rubbing the outside again. Nothing was going to stop Jane, so in Maura's last attempt to feel Jane she put her finger on Jane's clit. This was very well received by Jane because at the moment Maura touched Jane there Jane started moaning louder. Still not at the peak of Maura's sexual exploration she continued tickling Jane, until Jane finally let the loudest moan possibly. She hips rocked uncontrollably, and Maura knew that she caused this. Jane rode out her orgasm, and when Maura finally removed her hand from Jane's pants she looked up at Jane, not knowing what would happen next.
Jane stared at Maura hoping for something more, but Maura turned right to the TV. They both realized that their friendship had changed drastically in just a few minutes, but they could never take it back. They could never pretend like it never happened, and this thought flowed all over Maura's body as she realized she still had her hand on Jane's stomach. Not wanting to make it awkward, but knowing she could not avoid it being awkward, Maura removed her hand, got up, and walked out of Jane's apartment without so much as a "goodbye".
