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Saturday morning dawned bright and clear, the storms having made their way out over the Atlantic as Jane and Maura slept. A breeze was blowing in through the open windows, rattling the shades and making the apartment significantly cooler than it had been the night before. The storms seemed to have sucked all of the humidity from the air, leaving Saturday morning to dawn into a gorgeous day.
It was the rattling of the window shades that woke Maura. She was underneath Jane, who hadn't stirred since she'd fallen asleep after their lovemaking last night. Maura was far from uncomfortable. Jane's lanky frame was keeping her warm in the coolness of the room, and having Jane's arms around her was probably one of the best ways to wake up. Jane seemed to sense Maura was awake, and nuzzled her face into Maura's neck, mumbling "five more minutes," without so much as opening her eyes.
Maura smiled to herself. Nothing had changed. Jane was still Jane. Jane still wanted five more minutes to sleep, her automatic reaction to being awakened. And Maura would have no qualms about giving her five more minutes, because it would mean five more minutes of bliss for herself.
Maura wrapped her arms around Jane's back, gently playing with the hair that rested on Jane's shoulders as she listened to the breeze in the room. It was amazing. The storm the night before had blown out the power, and along with it, the years of longing and wondering that had been simmering between Jane and herself. That morning Maura felt calm, relaxed, and happier than she'd ever felt, right in tune with the weather outside. She'd never been one for metaphors before, preferring clarity of language and direct proof, but in that moment, she understood what poets wrote about.
Jane shifted, snuggling into the crook of Maura's neck to kiss Maura's jawline. "Hey," she whispered, her voice raspier than normal from lack of use.
"Good morning," Maura answered, shifting so she could kiss Jane's lips.
"It is a good morning," Jane said as they separated. Jane rolled over, off of Maura and looked up at the ceiling, where the ceiling fan she'd left on before she went to work the day before was now whirring above them.
"Power's back on," Jane remarked sleepily.
"I heard it click back on during the night," Maura said softly.
"Did you not sleep well?" Jane asked, concerned.
"Oh, no, I slept quite well," Maura reassured Jane. "But your neighbor and her boyfriend renewed their amorous endeavors right around the same time the power went back on, and it woke me up."
Jane stifled a laugh. "Those two," she said, rolling her eyes before adding, "We're gonna give them a run for their money, I think."
"I don't think, I know," Maura said with a sly grin, rolling over and kissing Jane. "I think we should start right now," she said against Jane's lips.
"Yes, we should," Jane said, before kissing Maura back.
Jane wondered if she would ever get enough of this. If all the waiting had made her desire for Maura insatiable, or if this is simply what true love felt like.
She liked that idea, true love. She had spent years getting to know Maura, interpreting each of her quirks, cataloging them, and secretly loving each one. Adding a physical aspect to their relationship just seemed to enhance it and make it sweeter. It was with these thoughts in her head that Jane found herself making love to Maura.
Maura loved the feeling of Jane's lips and tongue on her skin. For all the times she had imagined this in the past, the sensations she was feeling at that moment hadn't even compared to her imagination. It wasn't just that she could now openly love Jane. It wasn't just that she had finally found true love. It was the idea that she had spent years working her way through all of Jane's defenses, balancing patience with fortitude, want with calculated care, and unspoken desires with a million ways of showing Jane she loved her without ever saying it, and now, finally, she could put all of that behind her. Maura felt almost victorious. Not that Jane needed to be conquered, but rather that they had both conquered their fears and were now able, whenever they wanted, to enjoy the spoils of their victory, whether simply with the utterance of a sweet "I love you" or more physical displays, like they were currently enjoying.
Maura had rolled over, on top of Jane, and was slowly kissing her way down Jane's naked body. She worshipped every inch of tanned skin, stopping briefly to lavish extra attention on the scar on Jane's abdomen. She felt Jane shift uncomfortably and Maura stopped, looking up at her.
"I realized that afternoon that I loved you, and how much I stood to lose if I lost you. In a way, I'm thankful that you carry these scars. They are a reminder of how fragile life is, and how much I appreciate yours."
Jane smiled at her softly. "Maur, I…"
Jane couldn't find the words, and Maura understood. "I know. I know you did what you did that day to protect your brother, to give him a fighting chance."
"And you too, Maura. Your life meant as much to me back then as Frankie's did. Don't ever not think that."
It was Maura's turn to smile softly at Jane, before she continued to kiss her way down Jane's abdomen.
When Maura's tongue made contact with Jane's soft folds, she shivered happily. Jane tasted far better than she ever imagined she would.
She set about licking in long strokes, filing away each moan and sigh for future reference. Slowly she slid two fingers inside of Jane, and began to move in and out. She felt Jane's body tighten around her fingers and was thrilled at the reaction she was creating.
She brought her tongue back up to Jane's swollen bud and flicked up against it. She started moving her fingers in and out of Jane at the same tempo she was flicking her tongue.
"Maura," Jane moaned, her naturally deep voice even deeper. "Oh Maur, right-" her breath hitched as she fought to keep herself right at the precipice for a little longer. "Right there, Maur."
Maura used her free hand to hold Jane's left thigh down, as Jane unconsciously tried to close her legs and keep Maura there, where she appeared to be thoroughly enjoying her presence. She rubbed gentle circles on Jane's skin with her thumb, a tender reminder to both of them at what started all of this the night before.
It was that added touch, that single, sensual addition to their lovemaking that pushed Jane over the edge.
"Ohhh," Jane cried out softly, tugging almost harshly on Maura's hair to pull her back up to her face.
Maura stopped with her tongue and raised herself back up, so she was hovering over Jane.
Jane pulled her down and kissed her, tasting herself on Maura and loving it. They kissed like that for a few moments, until Maura pulled away slightly and began pumping her fingers in and out of Jane again. Jane cried out in surprise at first, but then Maura curled her fingers up and touched the front of Jane's soft inner walls, and within moments, Jane's second shattering orgasm washed over her.
Maura watched and waited patiently for each of Jane's senses to return to her. When Jane's breathing began to slow and her eyes fluttered open, Maura gently removed her fingers from within Jane, and Jane shuddered.
Jane pulled Maura down on top of her, kissing her fiercely.
"Have you ever done this before?" Jane asked a little while later. "With a woman, I mean?"
"No," Maura replied honestly.
"Then how are you so good at it?" Jane asked, shyly.
"Oh Jane," Maura smiled proudly. "I'm a master at human anatomy."
"You're amazing. But what if I can't do the same thing for you?" Jane asked worriedly.
"You already did, twice last night. And I'll teach you all of my secrets," Maura said with mock conspiracy in her voice.
Growling, Jane flipped them over and kissed Maura. "Maybe I have a few secrets of my own," she said.
"Do you?" Maura asked, intrigued.
"Nah, not anymore. You called me out on my only one last night. But as far as this-" Jane gestured between them, "I'll make it up as I go along."
Jane laughed softly and gave Maura a lingering kiss before sliding two fingers inside of her, causing Maura to gasp. "You're already ready for me," Jane whispered as her fingers glided effortlessly in and out.
"Oh, yes…" Maura moaned, less in response to what Jane had said and more in response to what Jane was doing. Jane added a third finger and started rubbing circles around Maura's center, starting to move faster with each stroke.
Before long Maura's hips were coming up to meet Jane's hand, and Jane curled her fingers up inside of Maura the way Maura had done for her. Jane leaned over Maura, balancing herself on one elbow, so she could kiss Maura as her orgasm started. Maura broke away from the kiss at the peak of her pleasure, crying out and digging her nails into Jane's back. Jane settled on top of Maura, kissing her neck and chest gently, as she waited for Maura to come down. When she knew Maura wasn't sensitive to her touch anymore, she gently removed her fingers and kissed her way down Maura's body, stopping at her breasts to lave each of her nipples.
Maybe she didn't have nearly as much experience with human anatomy as Maura did. Maybe she was doing this backwards, performing acts that were usually reserved for foreplay after Maura had come, but Jane wasn't quite done exploring Maura's body, and based on the insistent pushing Maura was doing to Jane's shoulder, she was ready to go again too.
"Patience," Jane said with a small laugh against Maura's belly. "I'll get there soon enough."
Maura let out a throaty giggle, partly from the way Jane's hair tickled against her stomach, and partly in anticipation of what Jane had in store for her.
When Jane did finally make it down to where Maura wanted her, she licked through Maura's folds, cleaning up the evidence of their first round. Slowly, gently, she worked back into a rhythm that had Maura bucking up against her face, gasping and moaning her name. It was, by far, the most erotic thing Jane had ever experienced.
For the second time that morning, Jane brought Maura back over the edge, and held her tightly as she did. She worked her way back up to Maura, kissing her sweetly, as she waited for Maura to come back down.
"I love you," she whispered to Maura.
Maura found her voice and whispered a sweet "I love you, too" as she held Jane close to her body. Together they dozed off for a short time, content and satisfied.
Maura woke up first, yet again, a short while later. She kissed the side of Jane's head as she slept, and then made her way out into the kitchen. She checked her phone. There were no messages, and no calls. Quickly she sent off a text to Angela to let her know the power was back on at Jane's apartment, and she was going to spend the day with her. Angela replied that the power was back on at Maura's too, and she'd see Maura later, when she came home. Maura plugged in both her phone and Jane's, so they'd be recharged for the day when Jane woke back up.
Maura rifled through Jane's cupboards, looking for something to make them for breakfast. Finding nothing worthy of making for the two of them, she instead went back into Jane's bedroom and quietly took a pair of shorts and t-shirt out of Jane's dresser. She made her way into the bathroom and showered and dressed quickly, before returning to the bedroom to wake Jane.
"Beautiful girl," she whispered up against Jane, nuzzling her neck with soft kisses.
"Mmm," Jane moaned, still mostly asleep. "Maur," she sighed.
"Come on, get up," Maura said playfully, giving Jane's side a soft poke.
"Tired, Maur," Jane mumbled, trying to roll away from her.
"I'm hungry," Maura announced, and Jane opened her eyes. Maura's needs and wants trumped sleep, every time.
Sitting up, Jane said groggily, "I don't think I have anything here I could make us, other than those peanut butter and fluff sandwiches I offered last night."
"Let's go out for brunch. It's a beautiful day."
"Okay," Jane said, pulling the covers off of herself and kissing Maura softly before walking over to her dresser.
"I borrowed some of your clothes, I hope you don't mind," Maura said, turning around and placing a hand on her backside.
The shorts she'd borrowed from Jane were slightly snug on her more curvaceous frame, and Jane groaned in pleasure at the sight.
"I definitely don't mind," Jane said appreciatively.
Maura smirked, happy she'd had the intended effect on Jane. "Good. Now go shower. I'm hungry!"
"Yes Ma'am!" Jane said, laughing, as she saluted Maura and headed into the bathroom, blowing a kiss at her from over her shoulder.
A/N: we're just slightly more than halfway through the story. I hope you're enjoying it so far. Thank you for reading, following, favoriting, or reviewing (or all of the above!). A new update will go up next week sometime.