Enjoy your weekend! 3

Chapter 7 of 12


The sun woke Maura, finding herself close to Jane. Jane woke up from the movement as well. They stared at each other until Maura pulled back. "Morning", she mumbled.

"Good morning."

"Slept well?", Maura whispered.

"Yes, good."

"It's Sunday… we need to go back, school tomorrow…"

"I guessed. Do you have work tomorrow?"

"I… Do you?"

"No, I took my overtime."

"Do you need to get back?"

"Hmm." Jane looked at her. "Not if you would want me to stay."

Maura hesitated. "I… I will see if I can get a few days off… I…"

"Shh. We don't need to talk… Call your boss."

Her lips twitched into a smile, Maura got up. She went on the balcony and did a few phone calls. It was no problem to get a few days off, though she had to promise to come in and help if it would get busy. When she came back, Jane looked at her. "I'm off until it's getting busy."

"Good." Jane smiled. "Good."

They had a good breakfast in a small restaurant and drove back after that. They told Lotta stories, listened to her singing, but didn't exchange a personal word.

Back at her place, Maura unpacked. After dinner, she took Lotta to bed. When she came down again she realized she needed to make a bed for Jane.

"Jane? I don't have a guest room."

"Oh."

"Since Lotta is living with me…"

"I see. The couch is fine with me."

"Don't even try… the couch will kill your back. You can have my bed."

"And you will kill your back? Maura don't be foolish. We shared a bed before."

It took only that to let Maura blush in all shades of red.

The night they kissed was innocent. They kissed and held each other all night. That was all they needed, for a while.

It was a Sunday, very stormy weather. They saw a movie, had pizza and wine. But it wasn't for the wine that made them relaxed. They laid on the couch. Jane lazily twirled one of Maura's curls on her finger.

Maura turned her head. She smiled about the look on Jane's face. She had to bend over to kiss her beautiful lips. Jane slung her arms around her. She deepened the kiss, and felt Maura's fingers brushed along her throat. When Maura's lips followed the trail, Jane was lost.

Slowly, Maura's fingers wandered over Jane's arm, her mouth following. She kissed the inside of her hand, her fingertips and back on the inside. Maura looked at Jane, just finding her pleading eyes on her.

She took her hand and lead her to her bedroom. They sat down, and shared another kiss. Maura slowly removed Jane's shirt. She ran her fingertip along the bra, kissing every inch of Jane's skin.

She reached around to snap the bra open, and looked at Jane while she removed it. Jane bend forward to another kiss. Then, softly, Maura's hand cupped Jane's breast, her finger brushing over it. Jane sighted. They laid back, and Maura's lips continued their journey.

She reached the band of Jane's jeans, opened it, pushed it down. She took her time to discover Jane's legs, her stomach, and once again, her lips. Her fingers wandered over her stomach, between her legs, finding her swollen and warm. She kissed her, stroke her. She felt her climax in her arms, her body pressing into hers.

After Jane's breathing returned to normal, she kissed Maura. "You're overdressed", she said against her lips. She quickly undressed Maura. "I want to taste you." With that, her lips ran across Maura's body.

Then, she slowed down, tasting – proving. She kissed and touched, just the way Maura did before. Gently, Jane kissed her, stroked her until she felt her erupting in her arms, holding her as close as possible.

Jane grinned. "Oh, you dirty little thing!"

Maura slapped her but then laughed. "Stop it."

They finished their wine in silence. Then, Jane carried her bag up, following Maura. She placed her stuff on a chair. Somehow, they found each other sharing the bathroom, smiling at each other in the mirror.

They stood in front of the bed. "Which side is yours?", Jane asked, and jumped on the other.

Maura giggled and followed. She couldn't believe how easy it was just to be with Jane again like that. They turned around until they were comfortable.

"That's good, right?"

"If you don't steal my blanket…"

"Was that a joke, Miss Maura?"

Maura pinched her. "Stop mocking me."

"Stop pinching me!" Within a heartbeat, Jane pulled her into her arms, held her so she couldn't move. Only then she realized what she was doing. They froze, but not moving away from each other. It was Maura who relaxed first. She simply snuggled into the hug, and made Jane remember how it was used to be.