Falling

Chapter 2

Pairing: Jane/Maura
Rating: M
Disclaimer: Jane Rizzoli and Maura Isles do not belong to me.

A/N: Thanks to everyone who read the first chapter and extra thanks for your reviews. This chapter goes up to an M rating for obvious reasons, but there is plenty in this chapter beyond the M-rated content.

Maura slid the key card into the hotel room door and opened the door, stepping aside for Jane to enter first and then following her. Jane stopped just inside the door and once Maura flipped on the overhead lights and closed the door Jane backed her against it. She wanted there to be no confusion about why she was in Maura's room.

Jane pressed one hand flat against the door next to Maura's head. Slowly, so Maura could stop her if she wanted to, Jane brought her other hand to Maura's cheek and then pressed her lips to Maura's lips. Maura kissed her back easily, looping her hands around Jane's neck and parting her lips, giving Jane permission to gently explore her mouth with her tongue.

Jane pulled back and held Maura's gaze for a moment before saying, "You're beautiful."

"You're magnificent," Maura responded.

Jane moved both hands to Maura's waist and pulled their hips together and kissed Maura again, more forcefully this time. Both of Maura's hands curled around Jane's collar, gripping it as she pushed her tongue into Jane's mouth, matching Jane's intensity.

Jane moved her lips from Maura's mouth to her chin and then kissed down her neck.

Although Maura was enjoying the kisses, she asked, "Are you in a rush?"

Jane pulled back to meet Maura's eyes and answered, "No, I'm not. I've got all night."

"Good," Maura replied. She straightened and smoothed out Jane's collar and then placed her hand against Jane's sternum and gently pushed. Jane willingly let Maura push her backwards until they reached the bed and Jane sat down on it. "Make yourself comfortable," Maura said.

Maura moved to the bedside table and turned on the lamp sitting there to its lowest setting. Then she turned off all of the other lights in the room. She slipped off her heels and then returned to the bed and stood in front of Jane, who in the meantime had kicked off her shoes.

Jane slid her arms around Maura's waist when Maura stepped between her legs and looked up at Maura standing over her. Maura rested her hands on Jane's shoulders and bent down and kissed Jane's waiting mouth, pleased, if somewhat surprised, to find that Jane was now letting Maura dictate their pace.

Breaking the kiss, Maura moved her hands to the buttons on the front of Jane's shirt. While she slowly unbuttoned each one, holding Jane's gaze with a small smile as she did so, Jane's hands slid under her top and stroked the bare skin of her sides and back.

When Maura reached the last button on her shirt and pushed it open, revealing her simple beige bra, Jane starting pushing up Maura's shirt, but Maura took hold of Jane's hands. With a flirtatious grin she said, "Not yet."

Jane grinned back at her until Maura rubbed her thumbs over Jane's palms, feeling identical raised scars on each one. Maura felt Jane immediately tense up. She stopped rubbing and smiled, hoping it was reassuring, and let Jane pull her hands away.

Jane swallowed and then smiled again and said, "Okay, what should I do?"

"Sit back and relax," Maura responded. She knelt and moved her hands to Jane's belt, waiting for a slight nod from Jane to continue in undoing the buckle and then pulling off Jane's pants. She neatly folded them and draped them over the chair in the room before returning to the foot of the bed.

Jane slid back on the bed, pushing the covers aside and, still in her underwear and the open unbuttoned shirt, leaned against pillows propped against the headboard to watch Maura. Maura gave her a coy grin and slowly raised her shirt over her head, enjoying the way Jane was looking at her.

"I like the way you look at me," Maura admitted.

"You're breathtaking," Jane said.

Maura was surprised by the blush she felt cover her cheeks and she looked down in embarrassment for a moment.

"I can't be the first person to tell you that," Jane said.

"Somehow it sounds different when you say it," Maura responded. Standing in her red lace-trimmed bra, Maura pulled down the zipper on the side of her skirt. She bent over to take off the skirt, giving Jane more of a view of her full breasts.

Jane watched Maura turn around to carefully put her clothes away and for the first time in her life she appreciated the purpose of wearing a matching bra and underwear, especially underwear that left as little to the imagination as Maura's red lace thong. Maura turned back towards her and Jane's eyes snapped up to her face, although Maura's grin told her that she had been caught staring at Maura's ass.

Maura moved onto the bed on her hands and knees, still grinning, and crawled over Jane's outstretched legs to sit down straddling her lap. "You're allowed to look. In fact, you're supposed to be looking."

"I don't want to make you uncomfortable."

"You make me feel very comfortable," Maura said honestly. She took hold of Jane's hands again and placed them on her waist. "You're allowed to touch too."

Jane moved her hands up to Maura's breasts and squeezed them in her palms and Maura leaned into the touch with an approving moan. Jane reached around and unhooked Maura's bra and then tossed it aside before returning her hands to Maura's breasts, rolling over hardened nipples.

Then Jane moved her hands down Maura's back and to her ass, pushing her up off her lap into a kneeling position, and pressed her face against Maura's chest. She rubbed her nose and lips against Maura's soft skin and inhaled her distinctly feminine scent. "You smell amazing," Jane said softly.

"I have a very thorough skin care regimen," Maura responded.

Jane just laughed against Maura's chest and then kissed the skin there before moving to one breast, taking a nipple in her mouth and sucking on it, eliciting another moan from Maura.

When Jane moved a hand between Maura's legs, stroking the thin strip of fabric there, Maura tilted Jane's head back so she could kiss her lips. The kiss became heated and then sloppy as Jane continued to rub between Maura's legs. Finally, Jane pushed aside Maura's underwear and pushed her fingers inside her.

Maura gripped the back of Jane's neck and rode Jane's skilled fingers. She kissed Jane's mouth until she couldn't focus anymore. She dropped her head back, moaning and shuddering through her orgasm.

Maura relaxed onto Jane's lap and Jane brought her hands up to run them through Maura's hair, brushing it back off of her shoulders. Her hair was light brown with blonde streaks, and probably the softest hair Jane had ever touched. She moved her fingertips gently over Maura's neck and chest, for the first time noticing the freckles that covered Maura's skin. She found Maura's eyes watching her and smiled. "How are you doing?" Jane asked.

"Mmm, great," Maura answered. She pushed Jane's shirt off her shoulders and kissed the bared skin of Jane's neck and shoulder. Jane finished taking it off her shirt and then removed her bra. Maura kissed down Jane's chest, taking each nipple in her mouth in turn, circling her tongue around each one until it hardened and then sucking on it.

Jane's hands fisted in the sheets below her. She wanted to reach out and touch Maura anywhere, but she didn't want to disrupt whatever Maura was planning next.

Maura then kissed further down Jane's body, running her tongue across the toned muscles of Jane's abdomen and then lower. She pulled off Jane's underwear and settled back between Jane's legs. Jane's resistance failed and she tangled her fingers in Maura's hair as Maura's tongue made contact with her center. She didn't let go until she went limp in pleasure.

Maura lay down on the bed next to Jane and pulled the covers over both of them. They lay in silence, the only sound both them of them breathing heavily, and soon both drifted off to sleep.

Maura woke a little while later when she heard Jane moving around the room. She noted that it was still dark outside and then Jane, still naked, climbed back into bed and under the covers.

"Hey," Jane said, turning on her side towards Maura. "I didn't mean to wake you up. I was just going to the bathroom. But, um, I didn't mean to fall asleep when I did. Sorry about that. Would you prefer that I leave now?"

"No," Maura responded immediately, reaching out without thinking to touch Jane's arm.

"Okay…um, good. So…" Jane said, trailing off when she was unsure what to say next.

"So?" Maura said sweetly.

Jane laughed softly. "So, that was, I mean…that was amazing. You're amazing."

Maura rubbed her hand along Jane's arm and asked, "What's your last name?"

"Rizzoli."

"Jane Rizzoli," Maura said slowly as if testing out how it sounded. "What's your middle name?"

"Oh no, you're not getting that," Jane said, shaking her head.

Maura gave her a pouting look.

"Not even with that face," Jane said.

"Why not?"

"Because it's a terrible middle name. If I didn't know any better I would have guessed that my Ma was high when she came up with it. Why do you want to know anyway?"

"I think I want to know everything about you, Jane Rizzoli." Maura felt Jane tense under her hand again and was afraid she had said something wrong. But before she could try to say something else, Jane was laughing again.

"I think if you knew everything about me you would find that I'm not that interesting at all," Jane said in response.

"I doubt that," Maura countered.

Jane pushed Maura onto her back and climbed on top of her. She pushed a thigh between Maura's legs and rolled her hips against her. Between kisses, their hands found their way between each other's legs and it wasn't long before each woman came for the second time that night and both drifted off to sleep again.

The next time Maura woke up, Jane was moving around the room putting on her clothes. Sunlight was streaming in through the window and she realized she hadn't taken the time to close the curtains the previous night. Maura looked at the clock on the bedside table and saw that it was just before six in the morning. She sat up in bed, pulling the sheets up around her still naked body, feeling slightly self-conscious in the morning sunlight.

"Hey," Jane said, barely above a whisper. "I have to go." This was the first time she had every spent the whole night with someone in their hotel room. She needed to go home and shower and change before going to work. She also needed to go before Maura started asking any questions for which Jane wouldn't have good answers.

Maura watched Jane get dressed, wishing that they didn't have to say goodbye already. "Do you have time for a quick breakfast?" she asked.

Jane moved over to the side of the bed and Maura reached out to take her hand. Jane bent down and kissed Maura on the cheek before saying, "I'm going to be late if I don't go now." It was true, even if Maura wasn't aware of what Jane was actually going to be late for.

"I don't have to leave today," Maura said softly. "I don't have to rush home for anything. I could change my flight. If you were able to stay as well…we could…we could spend the day together."

"I…I can't," Jane said with a sigh, pulling away from Maura to put on her shoes. She wanted nothing more than to say yes, but she couldn't. She had already lied to Maura through omission. Spending any more time with her now would mean having to lie more or telling the truth, either of which would likely only end badly.

The reason she was even in this hotel was because she didn't do relationships and it was crazy to start thinking about this woman who lived on the other side of the country as anything other than one night of fun, even if their time together had sparked a greater interest on seemingly both of their parts. In the middle of the night it was easy to forget how they met and to imagine other possibilities. In the light of day it was clear that any of those thoughts were impossible.

Jane went back one more time to kiss Maura's lips. "I had a great time, Maura," Jane said and then a moment later the door was closing behind her.

It was only a little later that morning, while she was taking a shower, that Maura realized she didn't even get a number or email for Jane. All she had was her name.

A/N: I am planning to continue this story, but I don't know when the next chapter will be up. I want to get more done on Daylight before coming back to this, but we'll see where inspiration leads me. Thanks for reading!