Surprise, surprise! Guess who decided to start writing again? Sorry I kept you waiting so long, guys. Life happened and writing this was just not top priority. Thank you to all the new favourites and follows I got even when this wasn't updated in a while. Let me know how many more chapters you want? (Also guesses for what will happen next!)

(I am not Catholic, so I apologize for any mistakes. Jane has never really struck me as the very very very religious type who abides by all laws, prays every day and goes to church every Sunday. I'm not hereby judging anybody who does this or not, just saying that's not how I see Jane. Your opinion might be different, I respect you for it.)

Here it is: the aftermath of Maura's first ever orgasm.

Maura's eyes were closed, her breath coming in short bursts through her slightly parted lips in time with the up and down motion of her chest. Jane couldn't help but stare at Maura's breasts as they moved, admiring them. Eventually she looked up to her friend's face, lifting her hand to trace the outline of Maura's cheek.

Opening her eyes, Maura saw Jane's face hovering above her. She smiled softly, still not in full control over her body, but enough to let Jane know that she was happy.

"Just now you were the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen," Jane admitted. Maura felt heat rise up her cheeks at Jane's words and just smiled even more. "May I kiss you again?"

"As much as you like," came Maura's answer a mere moment before Jane's lips crashed to hers again.

This kiss was more passionate than the first one, due to Maura still feeling the effects of her orgasm and Jane being turned on beyond compare. Jane's tongue danced around in Maura's mouth, and then it was Maura's turn to invade Jane's mouth. In the midst of their battle, Jane found Maura's thigh between her legs to try and create some friction. Noticing this, Maura pulled away from the kiss to look into Jane's eyes.

"Jane, do you need…?" she asked hesitantly.

"Yes," Jane admitted, biting her lower lip and looking away. "But I'll be fine, don't worry about it," she added while starting to climb off of Maura, not wanting to push her into something if she doesn't want it. "You look pretty relaxed right now, so you could probably go and study."

"Jane," Maura stopped her. "Look at me." Jane did, meeting Maura's eyes shyly. "I want to help you."

To say Jane was excited about that prospect, was beyond an understatement. She knew she was probably going straight to hell for this according to her Catholic religion, but then again, she'd always been a rebel.

She leaned down to kiss Maura again, this time keeping it rather light.

"Okay," she said, turning onto her back next to Maura.

Jane didn't need much to get off, so she decided to only let Maura rub her clit for her first time, since it was her undoing every time. She didn't, couldn't and wouldn't expect more. She cared about Maura too much.

"You'll have to show me what to do," Maura commented. "You did actually agree to teach me."

"I did, yes," Jane agreed, reaching down to unbutton her jeans and pull the zip down. It opened up far enough for the purpose it was to serve. "Give me your hand," she instructed, holding her own hand up for Maura to put hers into.

Maura turned on her side, her head resting in her fist while she put her other hand into Jane's. Jane lowered their hands to her stomach and slowly moved them down to cover her mound over her panties, her hand on top of Maura's. She gasped and squeezed her thighs together when she felt the heat from Maura's hand seep through the fabric. She was sure she was soaked through by now.

Pressing her hand down over Maura's, the pressure she created was delicious and she wanted more. She moved their fingers around a little bit so her clit was exposed and hissed when Maura's fingers came into contact with it. Looking at Maura, she saw the blond was a little confused and knew she had to explain, but before she could, Maura interrupted her.

"Don't you want to take your pants off?" she asked.

"No," Jane answered. "This is enough. Can you feel it?" Jane asked, referring to the little bump that was her clit.

"Yes," Maura answered, flicking her finger over it on her own.

"God, Maura!" Jane cried out. "Yes, just like that! Just keep doing that…" she trailed off, removing her hand from Maura's and fisting the sheet next to her.

Maura kept rubbing Jane's clit, setting a pace and delighting in the moans coming from the woman next to her.

"Maura," Jane whimpered. "Kiss me, please?"

And Maura obliged. Her mouth descended onto Jane's, capturing her lips in a burning kiss. Her tongue invaded Jane's mouth, swallowing her moans of pleasure as she added a little more pressure between her legs.

By this time Jane's hips were lifting off the bed, chasing her release. Maura stopped kissing her, only to drop her mouth to Jane's neck to suck on her pulse point like Jane had done to her.

"Shit, Maura!" Jane cried out as she bucked her hips faster and faster until finally she flew over the peak with a wordless scream, Maura's fingers never stopping in their task to prolong Jane's orgasm as long as she could. She kissed up Jane's neck and to her mouth to seal it with a kiss until she felt Jane's body relax underneath her. Only then did she slow her fingers and eventually come to a stop.

Pulling back from their kiss, Maura saw Jane peeking out through her lashes her entire face flushed. She knew she had never seen her friend look more radiant and understood now why Jane had called her beautiful earlier. If she looked half as pretty as Jane did at the moment, she knew the compliment was true.

"Are you sure you've never done this before?" Jane asked, her voice even hoarser than usual.

"I'm sure."

"Because that was absolutely amazing."

Maura only smiled, looking down, not knowing how to react to the compliment.

"Now," Jane said, "There is only more one thing I'd like to do."

"And what is that?"