One Woman (Wo)man-Chapter 2

We absolutely didn't care

We would do it anywhere

Eye contact, and it was over

But that's when I was wildin' out

I couldn't care less about

Someone getting hurt

I've done my share of dirt

But I done wised up

It was nearly five years ago. They were at the Dirty Robber, the local cop bar. Jane and her partner, Danny, had just help close a high profile case with the Drug Control Unit and they were invited to celebrate. She texted her girlfriend the directions to meet them at the bar and told her companions that there would be another person joining them for the night .Jane and Danny sat next to each other at the table, both sipping cold beers. Jackson and Anthony, the DCU detectives sat across from them sipping whiskey.

"So, do you just like hard liquor, or is it a detective thing?" She asked.

"Nope, we just like getting a little drunk after a tough case. It helps." Jackson replied, setting his glass down as something behind Jane catches his attention.

Jane curiously turns around and immediately knows why the room as gone silent. In the door way stands a gorgeous dark haired woman, a goddess in her own right. She wears a fitted pencil skirt that hugged well kept thighs and increased the length of seemingly never ending legs. Her god-given chest was on full display by the strapless top she wore. Jane forced herself not to moan as she imagined what that outfit would look like on her floor. She had the attention of the men at her table as she stood to greet the patron.

Marina smiled when she saw Jane stand, dressed in her blues. She moved to greet her girlfriend.

"Hey, baby." Jane leaned in to place a chaste kiss on cherry red lips but strong hands grabbed her waist and pulled her down for something more than a chaste kiss. Once the shock wore off and the cat calls faded, she pulled out of the kiss and whispered in Marina's ear.

"Getting territorial, are we?"

"I find it wise to establish our relationship in large groups of males. Keeps them from hitting on us." She told her lover, causing the woman to smile.

"Yo, Rizzoli, you didn't say your girl was smokin' hot." Her partner yelled to her, bring them both back to reality. She realized they had an audience and immediately pulled herself together. She ushered Marina to the table.

"Dude, she's hot enough to melt the Arctic." Jackson called out as Jane pulled a table out for Marina.

"Gentlemen, while a lady should never turn down a compliment, I suggest you shut you mouths before my girlfriend has to kick your ass." Marina said brazenly. "Marina Ferrier, nice to meet you."

"Thanks, babe. So, over in the corner there, the ugly one is my partner Danny. These two men are some detectives we helped with a raid today."

"Give yourself some credit, Rizzoli, you're the one that got the dealer to talk."Anthony told her. He then turned to Marina. "Your girlfriend is scary as shit in an interrogation room."

"I'm not surprised," she replied. "So, tell me about this raid."

The men began to tell Marina the long tale of heroic events, all involving Jane. As the night crept on, Jane slowly gravitated into Marina's arms, warm hands resting on her thigh. This did not go unnoticed by her partner.

"Jane, I thought you were the man."

"First of all-" Jane began heatedly.

"Jane just likes to think she is the man. Just because she wears pants and I wear skirts, doesn't mean she is the man in this relationship." Marina interrupted. Jane turned to her with a look of pure horror. She was aware of the truth in the statement; she did not want her co-workers knowing it. Marina shrugged off her horror. Jane stood with only a look that Marina would know as Jane's pouty face.

"If you need me, I'll be in the restroom." She told the table, leaving the snickering men and her girlfriend to themselves.

The door closed behind her and was quickly re-opened. She turned to find Marina with a hungry, almost desperate look on her face. She grabbed Jane's small waist and pushed the lanky woman into the adjacent wall. It was not long before she began the assault on Jane's lips.

Jane moaned into the contact. There was no space left between their bodies as Marina pulled her shirt from her pants. Their breathing hitched as Marina's fingers raked across well toned abs.

"We can't. Not here." Jane whispered weakly as her girlfriend's cold hands found her breasts. Marina laughed into her mouth.

"But I need you. There are no other women in the bar. We're alone."

"But the guys-"

Her pants were undone and cold hands found her heat.

"Baby, you're so wet. I know you want me." Marina teased Jane. Her fingers only grazed her clit, never full on touching.

"God, stop teasing." A panting Jane breathed.

"I need to hear it."

"I hate you."

"Just say it and I'll make you come so hard you'll forget your name."

"Just do it."

"Say it."

"FUCK ME!"

"With pleasure." Jane screamed as pushed three fingers in her.

"Oh God."

"Not quite, but you're close."

Their absence did not go unnoticed.