Chapter 8

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Maura woke up, when the sun peeked through the curtains spraying her eyelids. She reached out for Jane, only to find cold and empty covers.

There was a note however, on the vacated pillow.

"Went for a run, then headed in to work, needed to get started on a few things. Help yourself to whatever you need, stay as long as you like. Please lock up when you leave."

She dropped the paper back on the pillow. She sighed and lowered her forearm over her eyes. There wasn't any doubt in her mind, that Jane was going to run away from this. Last night was a first for the detective and she was most definitely freaking out.

Her thoughts went back to earlier that morning. Once she was able to break down the Detectives barriers, they had spent the next several hours making love. Maura was able to get Jane to relax and enjoy the feelings of being made love to, several times in fact. They enjoyed each other's company so much, they had worn each other out.

Maura had the brunette wrapped up in her arms, post bliss. Jane's face was buried in her neck. Her arm was draped around the blonde's torso, legs intertwined, tangled in the sheets, the blonde lightly scratching her back. She was almost on the verge of sleep, softly mumbling incoherently.

"Jane, I can't understand you, what? She whispered.

The Doctor could only make out a few of the words; she decided to let it go and just listen to that voice. Even almost unconscious, that voice was still sexy. She too, was almost gone. Listening to Jane babble was quite soothing actually.

She laid there for several minutes, just enjoying this moment but then her eyes popped open with the words that just came out of the brunette's mouth.

"Jane did you just say something?" She asked.

She said nothing, she was asleep.

Maura continued to just hold the Detective, scratching her back again. The last few seconds ran through her mind, as if on a loop.

"I love you Maur."

That is what Jane had just said. "I love you Maur." Even though it was soft and garbled, those four words were very clear. She was not sure what to make of those four words, there had to be something there. Jane had to feel something for her, to let Maura do the things she was allowed to do this morning. No one, had ever broken past that barrier with the Detective, but she had. So what exactly did those four words mean.

She thought about the past week and everything that had transpired between them. They had come a long way in a week versus the past eight months.

'So exactly what would happen between them now?' She wondered.

Her phone chimed, pulling her out of her thoughts. She knew that sound, her phone just pushed her emails through. She glanced at them, not really seeing anything that needed her immediate attention, so she discarded them...for now. She did however, look at the time. She was late for work; she had such a wonderful time last night, she forgot it was still the work week. She scolded herself internally, then removed herself from Jane's warm bed. She hastily dressed, made the bed real quick and then left the room.

She glanced around the house on her way to the living room. She liked what she saw. The décor fit Jane perfectly. She walked into the kitchen and saw a Keurig, sighing relief, she started opening cabinets looking for a coffee mug and the Keurig cups. She found the mugs in a cabinet and the coffee in a drawer.

She had to laugh at the first mug she saw, it read "I'm a cop…this is my mug…touch it and I'll fill you with a slug"

Picking out a roasted blend, she popped it in the machine, took the cop mug out of the cabinet and placed under the spout. A few moments later, she was drinking the cup of pick me up.

She left the apartment, heading home for a quick shower and to change.

She made herself another cup of coffee before heading in to the office; she continued to use Jane's mug.

She didn't see Jane for the rest of the day but knew she wouldn't. Jane sent her a text mid morning, saying she and Frost would be out all day following up on a lead.

Maura spent the day, submitting reports, filing documents, cleaning and shopping for shoes.

She wrapped up her day and decided to invite the Detective over for a night cap. The gorgeous brunette had been running through her mind all day and she wanted to see her. She sent a text and waited…and waited…and waited. She fell asleep waiting.

She woke up the next morning, when her alarm became obtrusive in the silence of the room. She hit the off button, picked up her phone and saw no notifications…from anyone. She knew Jane was dealing with some new emotions or at least hoping she was, but it still hurt that she couldn't even respond. She wondered how long it would be this time, before she saw the Detective again.

She was in her office all morning, working the body that had came in overnight. The file said heart attack, but she wasn't going to sign her name on the death report without verifying that was the actual cause of death. She finished the results, put the body back where she got it, peeled off her scrubs and went to wash up. She went upstairs to see if Jane would like to go to lunch, but the bullpen was empty.

Her choices were either downstairs at the café or going into town, she chose the latter. She could window shop along the way, this always put a smile on her face; after all, she did love to shop.

She came back with a full stomach and a tuna melt for the brunette. Walking back into the Jane's domain, she placed the bag on her empty desk.

"Have you seen Jane, Vince?" She politely asks.

"She's using the…facilities." He laughed. He wanted to say ladies room, but this was Jane he was talking about after all.

"Thank you Vince, will you please let her know I brought her some lunch?" Smiling, she retreated from the office, when she heard Korsak say "will do."

She headed to the ladies room to find the Detective. She casually walked in and immediately spotted her object of affections, washing her hands. She commanded herself to not sound upset by Jane's lack of communication.

"Hello, Jane" She commented.

"Hey you" She replied, as the blonde walked up to the sink and started washing her hands. "You okay?" She asked, Maura seemed off for some reason.

"I'm fine Jane." She said before making the mistake of looking at the brunette. The anger that she felt started to rise up like bile in her throat. "You know what Jane, I am not ok. How do you not even have the decency to respond to someone's invitation. That's just outright disrespectful, and quite frankly, I deserve better than that." Her voice was higher than normal.

"I'm sorry Maur, I didn't see it til this morning." She moved closer to her blonde.

"You still could have responded." The anger immediately left her, when Jane placed her palm on her jaw and leaned in to kiss her.

"I'm sorry, your right. I should have answered you." As their lips connected.

The taller one wrapped her arms around the waist of the shorter one and lifted her off the ground. Maura saw where this was going and tried to tell Jane to put her down. The Detective backed up into the handicap stall, closed and locked the door, still planting kisses on the blonde.

Jane liked these bathrooms, each one was closed off from the other, like little rooms and they were immaculate.

She put Maura down against the wall and pinned her with her body.

"You know what Jane, sex doesn't always fix ev." Was all she got out, as her mouth was covered by the brunette's soft wet lips; the Doctor's body reacted quickly. She almost hated, that the Detective had this effect on her; she was powerless against this chemistry they shared.

Jane's slipped her hand under her shirt and whispered, "it's okay."

That warm hand, found a cool breast and massaged it. That mouth, kissed her jawline; that tongue, tickled the minute hairs on her neck causing a shiver; Jane knew she had her.

She raised her skirt over curvy hips and dipped a finger into the fabric that guarded what she wanted access to. Maura moaned into her mouth. Their tongues played against together, as Jane stroked her sensitive flesh. Maura was holding onto her for support. Jane pushed in as far as she could, causing the blonde to grunt; they both froze, someone had just walked in.

Maura started to panic, she looked to Jane for help, but that was absolutely useless. The Detective gave her the most devilish grin and started to slowly move inside her. The blonde's eyes went wild, subtlety shaking her head in a back and forth motion. Jane put all her weight against her, as her mouth reached her ear.

"Just don't make any noise." She whispered ever so softly, as she pulled out and pushed back in.

Maura was finding this most difficult. Jane had her knees between her thighs so she couldn't stand properly. Her fingers were determined in their task, her palm washed over her clit with every inward thrust. She was close. She fought it, she couldn't have an orgasm quietly, she would make some noise. No one climaxed completely silent, a sigh, a moan, a grunt…something. The room was so quiet, you could hear the pin drop. She continued to push against the wave she knew was coming.

"Fight it, fight it, don't do this, oh God, don't do this." She kept telling her body.

Jane was kissing her quietly. Her tongue moved to her neck, her earlobe, her jaw.

Maura buried her face in Jane's neck, she was so close. She bit down on her lover's trapezius muscle to muffle her sounds. The moment Jane felt this, her body coiled into Maura's and she let out a low growl. Thank God as soon as Maura bit her, whomever was in there with them, had just flushed.

Jane had to keep herself in check and not get primal with her because something changed in her with that bite. Jane wanted to fuck her…long and hard, she was beyond turned on.

The faucet came on, the woman washed her hands, the faucet went off. She dried her hands, opened the door and left. Nothing but silence, again fill the room.

Jane's strokes got rougher and faster, her tongue sought out what she wanted. She knew Maura was close, just a few minutes more and she would take her blonde into blissfulness.

Both phones rang simultaneously, Jane grunted, pulled out her phone and almost growled, "Rizzoli"

Maura gathered her senses enough to get her phone and tried to keep the raspiness out of her greeting. "Isles"

"Be there in a minute" Jane responds.

"Be right there." Is Maura's response.

"We have to go Jane, this can wait." She tried to talk some sense into her, work must come first. As much as she didn't want to go to a crime scene, turned on as all get out, there was evidence that awaited them.

"Fuck that Maur. I know you're almost there."

"Ja" She was again silenced by the brunette's tongue, her fingers increased their pace inside the blonde. Jane was right, she was close. The Doctor knew they shouldn't be finishing this, but it was out of her control, since she was not in the drivers seat. With the repeated back and forth motions against her walls she did, in fact, climax quickly. She gripped Jane forcefully riding out this wave, she felt that familiar weight on her. She noticed that the brunette liked to do that, after she brought her to orgasm, she liked to lay completely on her. Maura realized she liked it also...a lot. She liked the closeness, the warmth, the security, the intimacy.

As much as she wanted to go again, she knew the Doctor was right, work came first. She gave her one last sweet, soft kiss; gently extracted her fingers, fixed her panties and pulled her skirt back down.

Maura also noticed, that Jane liked to redress her back to a lady after their impromptu tête-à-tête's. She liked how the detective perceived her.

Jane unlocked the door, made sure they were in fact alone and then opened the door completely for her blonde to exit first. They stopped by the sink to wash their hands before they exited the lavatory en route to the crime scene.

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