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CHAPTER 3

As they sat comfortably on the couch, movie playing on the television in front of them, neither Jane nor Maura could concentrate on anything but each other. They sat in their usual positions, Jane at the end of the couch, feet up on the coffee table in front of her, and Maura cuddled up into Jane's side, head on her shoulder.

On any other day, this would have Jane struggling to concentrate. Tonight, however, she was struggling more than ever as she did her best to ignore the way Maura was subtly rubbing her hand gently up and down Jane's thigh. At first, it seemed innocent enough. A small gesture, not unlike the many gentle touches that occur every day. But 30 minutes into the movie, the hand began to glide further up her leg with every caress.

Maura was well aware of what her actions were doing to Jane. As the movie went on, she noticed Jane's eyes glaze over, and occasionally glance down at her hand on Jane's thigh when each stroke began to creep just that little bit higher up her leg. She bit her bottom lip as she subtly attempted to glide her hand slightly more between Jane's legs, caressing her thigh slowly… up… down… up…

Suddenly, Jane sat up and paused the movie, before speaking, "Another drink?" she asked hurriedly, before walking off to the kitchen.

Maura just smirked as she sipped her wine. Round 2, to Maura, she thought to herself.

"Sure," she replied. "You could just bring the bottle."

Jane stood in the kitchen, regaining her composure, trying to decide what her next move should be. This game was started to get serious, and she seriously wasn't sure how much longer she could hold out. She had waited years to be in this moment… to have Maura right there, wanting her back.

She took a deep breathe, and with determination in her step, she walked back into the lounge.

"Maura," she started huskily, "no more games."

Maura looked up at Jane as she placed her beer and the bottle of wine on the table. She saw the determination and honesty in her gaze, but behind that she also saw fear. Fear of what? She wondered. Of her? Of how this will go, or how this will end? As she watched Jane standing there, taking a shaky breath, she agreed that no more games were needed. She placed her wine on the table and stood before Jane.

"No more games," she replied in hushed tones, looking Jane straight in the eyes.

They stood, face to face, bodies not quite touching, eyes never breaking contact. Their breaths became laboured as they both realised and anticipated what was about to happen. Their evening of intense flirting was coming to a head, but they both knew that the flirting between them began a long time ago. It may have been more subtle, and less teasing, but it was there. They had reached the moment of truth, and they were both internally deciding who should, or would, take that final step across the line.

The seriousness of the situation began to take its toll. In her awkwardness, Jane began to smile, her initially boldness beginning to fade.

"What?" Maura asked with a smile, her head tilting slightly to the left.

"I just can't believe… I mean," Jane started, before shaking her head and sighing, the smile now forced.

"What?" Maura asked again, reaching up to place her hand under Janes chin, encouraging her to look at her. "That this is happening? Because it is happening, Jane."

"Because I texted the word 'horny' instead of 'hungry'," Jane said quietly.

"Oh, I think maybe subconsciously, you knew what you were typing," Maura teased, letting her hands fall into Janes.

Jane let a small laugh escape, glad for the break in the tension between them.

"So, I guess this is when we're supposed to kiss?" Maura asked, light heartedly.

"Is that what you want?" Jane replied huskily.

"It's a good start," Maura purred, before leaning up and capturing Jane's lips with her own in the softest of soft kisses.

The kiss began slowly as hands travelled up bodies, Jane gently holding the side of Maura's face, and Maura's hand caressing the back of Jane's neck. Their lips brushed softly together, barely touching, sharing the same air. Bodies instinctively moved together and a moan escapes Maura's lips as Jane gently nibbles on her bottom lip.

"Jane," Maura sighs, as Janes tongue glides along her bottom lip, seeking entrance.

As the kiss deepens, tongues meeting for the first time, a low growl escapes from Jane as she wraps her arms tighter around Maura, bringing her as close to her as possible. Maura's hands become entangled in Jane's hair and her hips begin to move against Janes' instinctually.

They eventually part, seeking oxygen, but remain wrapped up in each other's arms, foreheads pressed together. Jane was the first to speak.

"Wow. Just… wow," she breathed out.

Maura grinned as she looked into Jane's lust filled eyes.

"Are you horny, Jane?" Maura asked mischievously.

"Oh Maura, I'm beyond horny," Jane replied huskily. "In fact, I think I nearly came," she said in half seriousness.

A small whimper came from Maura before she captured Jane's lips again. It was a short yet passionate kiss, leading to Maura's next words.

"Take me to bed, Jane. There's no way I'm letting you come with all your clothes on," she said, not waiting for Jane to lead the way as she took Janes hand and walked towards the bedroom.

"Of course, Doctor. To the examination room," Jane replied as she followed Maura.

Maura turned and continued to walk backwards towards the bedroom, arms wrapping around Jane's neck along the way.

"I thought you said no more games, Jane," she said with a seductive smile. "But I'll play doctor if you play patient."

As they fell through the bedroom door, Jane replied, "I think I've been patient enough, don't you?"

THE END