Title: Home Run
Rating: M
Disclaimer: I do not own Rizzoli & Isles, nor its respective characters. Also, I do not make a profit from writing this
Summary: Maura gives Jane a home run in thanks of saving her life
Warnings: Rizzisles sex! From the POV of Jane

"Home run."

I let out a small laugh. "That was just a base hit."

Maura smiles at me before her face fell. "Thank you Jane." She grabbed my neck and hugged me.

"No problem."I wrap my arm around her waist and place my face in her hair.

"Jane?" She asks pulling herself away slightly. "Why did you hit him twice?"

"Huh?" I ask confused.

"He was down when you hit him the first time. Why did you hit him a second time?"

I take a deep breath. Now or never. "He had a gun to your head." I pause. "I thought I was going to lose you."

Maura smiled softly a me. "Oh Jane." She breathed out.

Before either of us could say a word, Frost walks in. "Whoa!" He said seeing the body on the floor. "You got him."

"Yeah." I nod taking a step back from Maura. "He'll need to be cuffed, and taken to the hospital." I explain, relaxing the bat on my shoulder.

"I'll do it." Frost said walking over and cuffing the old man, forcing him to his feet and walking away.

I clear my throat nervously once he left, and place the bat against the wall.

"Jane." Maura said urgently as she hurried over to me. "When you said lose me, did you mean, your colleague? Your best friend? ... Or the possibility of something more?"

"All three." I answer in a low voice. "Okay, not so much the first one." I tease.

"You're mean." She said and pushed my shoulder playfully before reaching up and kissing me softly.

Whoa! She's kissing me! I'm so shocked, I stay still, not moving. Idiot! Kiss her back! Closing my eyes, I wrap my arms around her waist and kiss her back.

Unfortunaly, the kiss doesn't last very long because Maura pulls away, looking at me, with those big brown eyes that make me melt. She says something, but I don't hear it. Focus!

"Mmm, what?" I ask groggily.

"I said, will you make love to me Ms. Rizzoli?"

"First of, I'm not Ms. Rizzoli, sounds to much like my mother. Ew." I explain. "Second off ... hell fucking yes!" I groan out.

"Language." Maura says and smacks my shoulder again. "Fine then. Jane will you make love to me?"

"I thought I just answered this?" I tease her.

"I mean it Jane. I want you to make love to me, here and now." She pulls away to go and lock her office door.

"Here? Now?"

"Yes." She replies and closes the blinds.

I blink. "Okay, who are you, and what have you done with my Dr. Isles?"

"I mean it Jane." She turns around. "Endorphins have already cause me to be wet, it would be useless to wait any longer."

Gawd, Maura logic is so hot, but I'm not even sure what she said. "Uh, thanks?" I think she complimented me. "Are you sure?" I ask as I walk over to her.

"Jane, yes, I am. I've never been more sexually attracted to anyone in my life." She explains.

I grin, now it's me who's wet. "If you're sure." I wrap my arms around her and kiss her softly. She backs herself up to her desk and sits on it. Reaching up underneath her, I make her sit on the table.

I notice that she's wearing a skirt, that'll make this easier. I pull away from her lips and move to my knees. She spreads her legs apart for me. I see almost all of her, as she's wearing nothing but a skimpy thong.

"Jane." It sounds like she whining. "I need release."

Nodding up at her, I grip the thin material and start to lower it, she lifts her hips to help me toss them on her table. Directing my attention back to between her legs, she leans back on the table. Reaching forward, I take a tentative lick, feeling her shiver.

Now, I've seen movies about this, I've even listen to my brother tell me of the girls he dated, but I've never done this, hell, I've never even have this done to me. Keeping my eyes upward, I more eagerly lick at her sex.

Maura's moaning now, so, I'm doing something right. I hope. Wiggling the tip of my tongue around her neather lips, the tip of my tongue touches what I assume is her clit. "Right there." She moans. Yep, that was her clit alright.

Moving closer, I get bolder as I press my tongue harder against her small bundle, causing her to grip my head. Reaching my left hand up, I spread her lips and lap at her clit, her sounds edging me on.

"More Jane, more." I hear her gasp out. Letting go of her lips, I push my index finger into her, making her jump. I look up, scared I hurt her, but her eyes are closed, and she's pushing down on my hand.

I wrap my mouth around her clit experimentally as I work my finger in and out. "That's it Jane." I groans as she started to almost hump my hand and face. Man she's vocal. I moan softly against her sex as I add another finger and pushing into her.

I must have bumped her sweet spot because she arched even farther as she screamed quietly. I pull my fingers out to find them even wetter. I look up to see this look of pure bliss on Maura's face.