A/N: Just a reminder that this is a rated M story. I do not wish to offend anyone's delicate sensibilities. This chapter does contain sexually explicit material and language, if that is not your cup of tea you should not read it. ~ thanks and enjoy

Chapter Four

"I need some water, what about you?" Maura smiles breaking their long and languid kiss.

"Yes, please." Jane's deep voice rumbles.

Maura get's up as gracefully as she can manage in heels and a dress that is bunched up around her waist. Once steady on her feet she pulls down the material to make herself decent, at least for the moment.

"Where might I find your bathroom?" Jane asks standing up.

Maura grins and points, "Right down at the end of the hall." Finally her plan will go into action.

Maura makes quick work of getting them each a glass of ice water. She can't fight the giant smile on her face or how dumbfounded she is at how tonight is going. She has never been so at ease with anyone ever before in her life. She has always been a loner and when she does take a lover they never have a true connection. It is purely out of sexual need that she selects someone. Jane is different. One look at her and she felt it. Her body was instantly drawn to Jane's. It was as if every moment of her life prior to that one was leading her to right then and there. All roads led to Jane. Is that really possible?

Jane finds her way down the hall, taking in the photographs and art that line it. Smiling like a schoolgirl to the point that her cheeks feel sore. How did she come to be in this fancy house with the hottest woman on the planet? A woman she just made come and come hard too. Yeh, she's a little proud of that fact. As well she should be since her experience with woman is minimal at best. She cannot get over how alive her body feels. No one has ever made her feel like this. Whatever it is she is going to enjoy every moment she feels this way.

Jane's eyes squint as the bathroom light flicks on. She catches her reflection in the mirror and shakes her head with a smile. Her hair is a wild mess and her eye makeup is a little smudged. As she leans in with her hands against the countertop staring into the mirror she likes the look. It's kind of sexy. Messy sex hair and now smoky looking eye makeup. She smiles at herself and decides not to fix a thing.

As she moves her hand knocks against something. She looks down and sees a rectangular black box with a note on it. Her name is written in the most beautiful script. She opens the note.

Jane,

Hope you like this dessert.

M.

Jane's eyes go wide when she opens the box. "Wow!" She smiles.

Maura's heart is racing waiting for Jane to come back to the room. She is hoping beyond hope that she read Jane right and that the surprise she got her is ok.

"Ready for dessert?!" Jane says as she emerges into the living room.

Maura's mouth drops open at the glorious sight before her. Jane standing there in nothing but a strap-on, her tan skin glowing, her taut abs, chest rising and falling with each breath. Maura has never in all her life seen a more beautiful woman.

"You are… you're…breathtaking." Her voice is deep and barely above a whisper.

Never one to be very good with a compliment, "You my dear are the breathtaking one." Jane approaches Maura who is standing in the middle of the living room in her Louboutin heels and purple and black Agent Provocateur bra. She absentmindedly tosses her dress onto the closest piece of furniture.

Maura takes a few steps toward Jane closing the gap. Their lips collide and hands begin to explore wildly. The sensation of the dildo pressing against her is almost more than Maura can bear. She feels her growing wetness begin to slick her inner thigh. Jane's teeth gnash into the tender flash of her neck pushing her over the edge. She makes her way to Jane's ear and rasps into it, "Jane, I need you to fuck me right now."

Jane's breath catches at the words and a fire burns brightly through her entire body. Before she can do anything Maura grabs her face and locks their eyes together. "I trust you Jane. You can do whatever you want to me." Maura kisses her deeply. "Make me yours…please."

Deep within Jane an untapped desire is ignited. She turns Maura around and unclasps her bra. Her hands immediately take purchase on those amazing alabaster orbs, rolling the hard nips between her fingers. Jane kisses her way up Maura's neck, stopping to suck her earlobe deep into her mouth. "Bend over the chair." Jane commands and Maura willingly compiles.

Tanned agile fingers work the flesh of the perfectly toned posterior offered before her. She tests the waters and gives Maura's ass a smack that is somewhere between light and hard. Maura jolts forward and gasps loudly, clearly taken by surprise. She looks back over her shoulder and smiles. Jane delivers the same treatment to the other cheek and Maura lets out a moan. Two fingers find their way deep inside of Maura as Jane continues to alternate blows to her ass.

Maura's constant moaning is driving Jane mad with desire. When she is satisfied that the blonde is good and worked up she places the head of the dildo right where it needs to be when she removes her fingers. Without missing a beat she slowly pushes all the way into Maura's dripping wet core.

"Fuck", the word is long and drawn out as it spills from Maura's lips.

Jane takes hold of her slender hips and slowly works her way in and out. Their rhythm builds, they move together on pure instinct, the sensation of Jane's cock filling her is pushing Maura closer and closer to the edge.

Every time Jane is deep inside and Maura grinds her hips back against her she feels herself close to coming. She leans over, staying deep and moving her hips into Maura. She tangles her hand into Maura's golden locks, pulling her back to meet her mouth. "Play with your clit, Maura."

Maura can only moan as she complies with the command. She doesn't ever remember being this hard or sensitive before. "Oh fuck, Jane!" As her skilled fingers circle the bundle of oversensitive nerves she knows she is about to crash head first into a deep orgasm. Her free hand steadies her as best it can gripping onto the arm of the chair, holding on for dear life.

Jane can feel the tremor that is running through Maura with the first touches to her clit. She reaches around with her free hand to caress Maura's breasts. Her other hand remains entangled in Maura's mane giving gentle tugs here and there. She feels the body under her begin to tense. Jane runs her tongue along the blonde's earlobe and rumbles into her ear, "Let go for me."

Maura gasps and let's that sexy voice push her right off the cliff and into the deepest orgasm she has ever shared with another person. Wave after wave rips through her, building and crashing but not letting her go. Everything stops except the deep penetrating current drilling from her core outward.

"Breathe, Maura." A voice pulls her back and she tries to listen. It takes a few more seconds for her lungs to connect with her brain and take that much needed breath. She collapses into the chair, never more thankful for a piece of furniture than at that moment. Jane is dislodged and standing there looking down at the trembling woman. She removes the strap-on. Lifting Maura, she slides into the chair and places the spent woman on her lap. As another aftershock blasts through her Jane wraps her long arms around the smaller woman, holding her close.

Maura rests her head against Jane's shoulder and before Jane knows it the object of her desire is passed out. It only lasts for 5 minutes and she is back to life. Maura looks at her with a sleepy satisfied smile, "Hi."

"Hi. How did you like your dessert?" Jane smiles big revealing those adorable dimples.

"Loved it," she kisses Jane, "Thank you!"

"My pleasure."

"Actually, we need to do something about your pleasure. More specifically, I need to do something about your pleasure." She gives her a wicked grin. "It's two – zero right now, we need to even the playing field."

"If you insist."

"I do." Maura kisses her passionately.