A/N: Well, here it is. The final installment of this little story. It was by far the hardest to write, I struggled quite a bit and would really like to get some feedback. I read, re-read, edited several times, and I'm still not sure if it's at it's best. Let me know what you think. Anyway, CHEERS to all my wonderful followers, reviewers, and everyone who marked this as a favorite. Y'all are fabulous! This was so much fun to write and I'm so glad I decided to take this chance. Ok, enough about me, time to wrap it up!
Most refrigerators nowadays come equipped with an alarm system. A series of beeps signal if the door has been open for an unusually long amount of time. This feature could come in handy for a distracted chef, a busy mother, or a Chief Medical Examiner who just dropped a very large bomb on her unsuspecting girlfriend. The sudden, constant noise rang out through the dense silence. Maura finally shook the deep freeze that had settled in her bones and moved to close the appliance. She didn't look at Jane. She didn't dare continue to speak for fear of her heart and mouth betraying her once again. That was supposed to be a thought; a small fantasy kept in the safe lockbox in the back of her mind. A little dream she'd allow herself to have on cold lonely nights when Jane didn't come over. A thought process and a natural progression that would come up in due time. It was not supposed to slip out so early. Thankfully, it wasn't spoken of any further.
Dinner was plated and the two women ate and cleaned up in somewhat comfortable silence. Short conversations were had concerning their case, Criminalist Chang, and whether Angela would ever be able to look at them the same again. It all seemed so normal. Maura hoped that the small suggestion went unheard, while Jane quietly contemplated the offer. The detective's mind was filled with the potential for the evening to come, what could be her every evening from now on, and the happiness that filled her just from knowing that Maura wanted her around as much as she wanted to be around.
"I'm going to go take a shower." Maura folded her dishtowel and placed it on the edge of the sink.
"I'll lock up down here and come up when I'm done." Jane shot the other woman a warm smile, one that grew when it was reflected back. She watched Maura walk away, the sway of her full hips and the way her tight jeans hugged her thighs and ass. Her once innocent smile was replaced with something much more sinuous.
It only took Jane five minutes to check the doors and necessary windows before she made her way up the stairs (taking two at a time) and to the master bedroom. She was greeted by the sight of Maura in nothing more than a silk robe. Her golden hair was piled on top of her head while she sat at her vanity and removed the several pieces of jewelry she chose with care that day. Her nimble fingers were removing the sizable diamond studs adorning her ears when her eyes rose to lock with Jane's in the reflection of the mirror.
"I heard banging, everything ok down there?" She asked with a raised brow and curious smile.
"I was boarding up the door so my mother couldn't sneak up on us." Jane removed her boots and belt.
"Jane!" Maura knew not to believe the sarcastic woman, but she wouldn't put such an action passed her either.
"I'm kidding." The brunette let out a hearty chuckle and then her face fell serious and a dark eyebrow rose, "Maybe." When Maura laughed along she explained further. "The one window in the living room is sticking. I'll have to fix it."
The thought of Jane doing something so domestic, hands on, and rugged made the ME's heart swell yet again. She clamped her hand over her mouth before any further damage could slip through her loose lips. Instead of responding she just watched the detective's reflection as she undressed. The often discarded and reused tank was stripped from her lean torso and tossed into her overnight bag that sat in the corner of the bedroom. Maura dared to think of a shared hamper. Next were her pants, quickly dropped and kicked to the side. The thought of a closet full of Jane caused a heart to pick up pace. Hazel eyes scanned the figure that stood confidently in a nude colored bra and mismatched fuchsia boy shorts. Gone was the shy Jane that Maura had encountered no more than a month ago. This Jane was bold, confident, and dead sexy.
"I'm gonna take a quick one after you." Jane nodded in the direction of the bathroom where the shower was already running.
Maura calculated the minutes it would take for the two of them to indulge in a shower after a long day. Jane would be much quicker but she still knew it'd be at least forty-five minutes before she'd get to gratify her need to feel the other woman's smooth skin against her own. It had been a long wait and too many failed attempts for the ME, she needed Jane NOW.
"Or...you could join me?" She turned on the small stool and faced the stunned woman. Jane clearly wasn't expecting such a proposal. Maura was just bursting with surprises that evening.
"Uh..." The detective's mouth hung open. Her nipple's sudden reaction to the words was surely obvious through her thin bra, but the pool of wetness that gushed at the idea remained well hidden.
"You don't have to. It was just an idea." Maura stood and made her way into the bathroom, dropping her robe along the way.
Jane struggled with her inner resolve. On one hand, there was a naked Maura Isles just beyond the doorway and she was asking for her company. On the other hand, Jane had dreamt of their first time many times and it never started with a shower. It started slowly, a hot build up becoming an uncontrollable boil. The tall woman took a deep breath, turned and made her way to the guest bathroom.
"Jane?" Twenty minutes later Maura emerged while towel drying her hair. Jane was laying beneath the plush comforter on her bed, looking more relaxed than she ever had. The doctor could tell that her loose curls were damp, her face was red and fresh. She had taken a shower.
"I used the guest bathroom." Jane could read the thought process that played across Maura's face.
"Oh." Hazel eyes fell. "I'll just be another minute." She walked back into the bathroom and closed the door behind her. It was obvious to Jane that Maura had taken her absence as rejection. A small misunderstanding that the brunette knew she'd fix as soon as her girlfriend emerged again.
One minute turned to ten which quickly evolved to fifteen and Jane grew impatient with Maura's nightly routine. The blow dryer turned on and off so many times she had lost count. The detective tried to figure out what had to be done to cost the ME so much time, but she couldn't remember why she cared so much when Maura finally joined her once again. The gorgeous blonde stepped out of the bathroom in a floral negligee. Purples, pinks, and grays danced along the silk material. A dangerously low neckline displayed the swell of breasts that were straining against the delicate fabric. The waist was fitted but the rest flowed freely to her bare knees. Jane suddenly felt inadequate in her simple back tank and panties. She pushed the insecurity aside and openly admired the beautiful woman approaching the bed. Her coppery hair fell perfectly passed her naked shoulders, covering up the thin straps of her garment and making it seem as if it was holding onto decadent curves to stay up. Beautiful illusions. There was the slightest hint of makeup highlighting sparkling eyes. In the dim lighting they seemed more brown, but their natural gold shined through.
"You're stunning." Jane whispered, more out of disbelief than to compliment. Maura did this for her.
"Thank you." The blonde barely hid the blush that overtook her at the kind words. She settled on the edge of the mattress with her back to the woman who lay in wait. The tension was palpable, both sexual and none. Maura wasn't sure why Jane's choice to shower alone had bothered her so deeply, but she struggled to shake it off.
"I've always wanted to undress you." A deep voice broke the silence.
"What?" Maura looked over her shoulder at a sad looking Jane. The lanky woman scooted up the bed on her knees and came to rest with her front flush against the doctor's back.
"The idea of showering with you was tempting, very tempting." The brunette kissed an exposed shoulder, giving herself a moment to inhale the unique mixture of scents that radiated from the freshly cleansed woman. Her hands came up to gather thick hair off a warm neck to place a trail of kisses from one point to the next, spending extra time on Maura's nape.
"But ever since I dared to imagine us being here, I always undressed you." A middle finger slid beneath a thin strap and lowered it down silky skin. "It was always my favorite part." Maura's head tilted, giving Jane more room to work with. The brunette started to massage tense shoulders, strong hands moved down arms that were covered in goosebumps.
"Seeing you everyday at work," Jane continued, "I go crazy. You're always dressed so perfectly, I imagine that it's like unwrapping the one thing I always wanted on Christmas morning." The second strap fell causing the top of Maura's night gown to fall and gather just above harden nipples. A hint of darkened skin teased the detective's trained eyes. "You're all I've ever wanted." Two hands came around to fill themselves with the perfect flesh, causing Maura to gasp in surprise. "I'm sorry I didn't shower with you, but I couldn't pass this up." Jane's apology ended when Maura reached up into dark hair, turned her head, and brought Jane's lips down to meet her own in a painfully passionate kiss.
Maura fell to her back against pillows and brought Jane down against her. She reveled in two hands exploring every inch of silk and the skin that matched it's softness. Jane's lips were everywhere at once but Maura couldn't keep her eyes open long enough to figure out where they'd fall next. First it was her chin, then her neck and collar bone. A more firm kiss was placed against her sternum before the hot mouth barely grazed against puckered nipples, causing the material of her gown to warm and cool immediately. A moan escaped before the blonde even knew she was making noise.
A sudden absence of touch caused Maura to open her eyes and see what Jane was up to. Normally she could put the evidence together; the shifting on the mattress and the sound of fabric being bunched meant something, but the heartbeat pounding in her ears made Maura oblivious to everything but a tender touch. When her focus settled, it settled on a completely topless Jane Rizzoli and that was a sight Maura knew she'd never forget or grow tired of. Small, perky breasts caught the doctor's attention immediately and beckoned for her lips to come forward, but she remained against the mattress. Jane's eyes were telling her to do so, they were communicating a devious plan and a warning that she was about to make her next move.
Fingertips danced along painted toes as if taking attendance before flat palms moved smoothly along bare feet. Right hand up a left calf while a left hand mirrored the action along a toned partner. Both travelers came to rest when they reached the woman's knees. They hooked around the joint and coaxed them into a bent position. When Jane's gaze dropped her eyes darkened noticeably. Maura had skipped panties after her shower, figuring the undergarment to be unnecessary. She was right. When Jane looked her in the eye once again, her breathing was rapid and her hands were shaking.
Maura knew she was wet, she was soaked the moment Jane had settled against her and paid her breasts the attention she had been craving. But now, when hungry eyes settled upon her exposed and heated flesh, a renewed wave of moisture coated her throbbing folds. She felt the sheets beneath her grow damp and she hoped that detail didn't go unnoticed by Jane. The gorgeous brunette above her needed to know the affect she had on the doctor's wonton body.
With something close to a growl, Jane pushed the material of the negligee's skirt up and around a petite waist, she struggled for a moment to get the material to stretch enough to move it up and over Maura's ample chest. But finally, after an almost fumble, Jane had freed her girlfriend of any barrier that stood between them. She settled back on her heels to stare at the naked woman laying prone before her. If she thought a dressed Maura Isles was beautiful, a naked Maura Isles was downright awe inspiring. Her creamy skin was marked with pink patches of arousal, a barely there layer of sweat came to life from the struggle to remain still, and her darkened nipples stood out against her pale complexion. Jane removed her underwear in one swift motion before bending forward to take a hardened nub between her lips.
"Oh, Jane.." Maura moaned out her girlfriend's name the moment she felt the textured surface of her tongue tease her sensitive flesh.
Jane had decided then and there that she needed to hear her name fall from the swollen lips of the goddess before her again and again. With an enthusiastic inhale, she sucked Maura's breast further into her mouth and bit down, eliciting another moan that was louder than the last. She released one nipple, quickly moved to the next and repeated the actions until the blonde's hips started to squirm against the mattress. Acting quickly, Jane put an end to the movement by laying her full body against the one beneath her.
Skin to skin, breast to breast, and thighs against thighs. Almost every inch was touching and both women released a pent up breath at the feeling of being so whole. Maura raised her head to kiss Jane sweetly, her hands gripped at a muscular lower back. She instantly parted her thighs to make room for the slender woman, and Jane easily settled into her new home. The way manicured fingers dug slightly into flesh let the brunette know that Maura would feel even her slightest move.
As Jane drove her tongue into Maura's mouth she ground her pelvis forward, coating her clean shaven mound with her girlfriend's juices. Two moans mingled in open mouths as narrow hips continued their erratic patterns. Ten nails scratched as they made their way from a small, toned buttocks up to two firm breast that fit perfectly in the palm of Maura's hands.
"I need to feel you." Jane choked out as she shifted her weight from between the doctor's legs and fit one yoga toned thigh between her own long legs. She hissed at the first contact when her swollen, soaked center moved smoothly along Maura's firm thigh. Jane found her self quickly losing control as she started to grind, drowning in the pleasure of heated skin against her. She was broken from her trance when fingers entwined her own and brought her hand to where Maura needed it most.
"Oh." Maura's mouth barely formed the word.
"Fuuuuuck." Jane moaned out as her fingers slid easily through a thick sea of arousal. It didn't take her long to find Maura swollen clit. She ran the hard bundle of nerves between her fore and middle fingers, squeezing harder each time she ascended. Maura's small cries started to grow in volume. Just as the blonde started to get used to the rhythm Jane surprised her by sliding two fingers deep inside. Jane swallowed the whimper that rose at the feeling of being so intimately connected to the woman she was deeply in love with. She bit sharply at the exposed skin of Maura's porcelain neck when she felt the swell of emotion overtaking her.
"JANE!" The blonde head burrowed deeper into it's pillow as the pleasure started to take over.
Jane's movement on Maura's slick thigh had started to pick up as she alternated between curling her digits inside Maura, feeling for every sensitive spot she could reach, and removing her fingers to rub small circles on a twitching clit. Maura's nails dug into flexed latissimus dorsi muscles as she encouraged the strong woman that was searching for her own pleasure with her prone body.
"Tell me when you're close, oh goooood.." Jane's head fell to a damp shoulder in an attempt to reign in her impending orgasm. "I want us to cum together." With that she slowed her hips and continued to rub Maura's clit frantically, changing from circles to up and down, and then to shapes that'll never have names but heavenly.
"I'm close, so close, Jane.." Jane then entered Maura again and used the palm of her hand to make sure she massaged every pleasurable inch of Maura's pussy as her hips picked up their pace again. "Oh FUCK!" Maura screamed as she wrapped her arms around Jane's neck and pulled her down with a vice-like grip.
"I'm gonna.." Jane choked on her words against Maura's neck.
"Oh..oh god.." The ME's throat was dry from her rapid breaths and moans. Her body stiffened when she felt her thigh grow even more wet and Jane's movements lose all control. She locked her lips on her girlfriend's as they both rode out their orgasms together.
Jane fell on top of Maura, their sweat covered bodies settled into one another perfectly. Her pelvis continued small motions, she enjoyed the small twitches that overtook Maura each time she put a little pressure in just the right area.
"That was am-mmph.." The blonde tried to speak but was quickly silenced by her girlfriend's lips against her own. The kiss was hot, wet, and quick. Jane released Maura's swollen lips and started to trail her mouth down the ME's curvy body. She settled between creamy thighs and laid one final kiss on Maura's mound, where the small strip of light hair started and led to Jane to her goal.
"I'm so sensitive, Jane, I don't know if I can- OH MY GOD!" A pointed, firm tongue slid between soaked folds and found Maura's most responsive area. She was still hard and pulsing from her last orgasm and Jane was going to take full advantage of that.
She slid easily into Maura with her middle finger and started to massage a delightful hidden trigger. She flatted her tongue and applied more pressure as she circled Maura's clit. Now that Jane experienced her girlfriend having an orgasm, she could be a fair judge of just how close she was. And she was close. A few more strokes of a precise tongue and a firm curl of her sizable digit had the ME screaming her name once again. When she felt a gush of fluid coat her chin, Jane smiled broadly against Maura's fluttering pussy. She was proud, and she wasn't about to hide it.
"Get up here." Maura reached down and pulled the brunette up to her face by her hair. She kissed her deeply, tasting her own self on her girlfriend's lips and tongue. Her eyes were growing heavy, the pent up desire finally being released drained the doctor of all the energy she had. She muttered a small "I love you" before wrapping Jane's strong arms around herself and falling into a peaceful sleep.
When Maura awoke again the sun was peaking between her thick curtains, illuminating the bedroom with a gentle glow. She was buried deep under her blankets with a naked Jane under her, serving as a body pillow. The blonde smiled softly to herself and placed a small kiss above the detective's right breast, hoping it'll make it's way through to the vital organ that beat within her chest.
"I want to move in with you." A rough, sleep riddled voice spoke from above the knotted blonde head.
"Go back to sleep, we can talk about this later." Maura didn't want to get her hopes up. She pulled Jane closer and closed her eyes.
"No." The stubborn woman shifted in order to gain the doctor's full attention. "I want to move in with you. I was gonna tell you last night but you fell asleep."
"Whose fault is that?" A smirk pulled at the ME's full mouth, her lips a shade darker from extensive use.
"I take full responsibility for that." Jane moved in for a quick kiss. "But I'm serious. I want you every night and I want to wake up like this every morning." The way her voice grew more gravelly the lower she spoke still sent a shiver down Maura's spine.
"Are you sure?" Tears threatened to fall from bright eyes.
"I've never been more sure of anything in my life." Jane wiped away a stray tear with the pad of her thumb as it ran down the emotional woman's cheek.
"You make me so happy, Jane. Sometimes I'm afraid I won't know how to handle it."
"We'll handle it together." Jane kissed Maura again and this time it lasted beyond a small peck. The smaller of the two was the first to pull away.
"There's one other thing I missed out by falling asleep last night." She was pushed Jane flat onto her back as she spoke.
"What's that?" Jane was impatient and couldn't wait to find out. Her patience grew thinner as the blonde chose to kiss select areas of bare flesh instead of answering immediately.
"Tasting my Detective."
The lovers spent the weekend exploring this new facet of their relationship. They moved from room to room, claiming the house as theirs and no longer just Maura's. They savored every inch of each other, imprinted the feel of firm bodies on their own bare skin, and memorized each and every weakness the other woman displayed. It wasn't until late Sunday evening that they started to discuss the move and where they'd put Jane's belongings and sports equipment. Maura's yoga room would never be the same.