I apparently had one more in me tonight. I marked this M, so I thought I'd give it some reason to be M. This is about as graphic as I get. I never feel like I quite get these scenes down right, you know?
Anyway, enjoy.^_^
Jane picked Joe up from the car and hauled both little dog and overnight bag with her up to Maura's front door. The night was hot and humid, and she could feel her normally unruly hair beginning to kink. For the first time in as long as she could remember, it bothered her that her hair might not be presentable.
The door opened to the sight of Maura Isles in a terry cloth bathrobe. For all of her normal quick thinking, all Jane could do was stand in the doorway and stare.
"Jane?" Jane grunted in reply. "Jane, are you going to come in, or would you prefer to sleep outside tonight?"
"What?" She shook her head, trying to clear her mind of the images of what was underneath the bathrobe. "Yeah, I'm coming in."
She avoided eye contact with Maura as she walked in and set Joe down. In an instant, the little dog was running through the house in search of, Jane supposed, the tortise that was no doubt somewhere in the kitchen.
"You, uh," she stuttered. Suddenly, Maura Isles made Jane Rizzoli tongue tied. "You look comfortable."
Maura smiled. "I am. I was planning to take a bath."
"Oh, Okay. I'll just go crash on the couch for a little while, then." Jane headed in that direction only to be stopped by a hand catching her own.
"Jane, I want you to join me."
Jane turned around to face the blonde. "You do?"
"Yes. You know my bathtub is large enough to comfortably accommodate both of us." Maura tilted her head to one side. Jane recognized it as Maura's contemplative look. "You don't have to join me if you'd rather not."
"I didn't say that." She walked toward the guest room. "Let me just drop my bag off, and I'll..."
She was interrupted again by that same hand grabbing her, this time, by the hem of her shirt.
"Are you really such a create of habit?"
"Huh?"
"My bedroom is the other direction."
Jane looked down at her bag and then towards the guest room. She smiled more to herself than to Maura. "I guess I'm not really a guest anymore, huh?"
"No, I would think not."
"I'm sorry, Maura. I'm still adjusting."
"I know, Jane." Maura turned and headed toward her bathroom. "I'm going to go take a bath. You're welcome to join me if you'd like." The intonation in her voice made it clear to Jane that Maura would very much prefer it if Jane came to join her.
Jane walked into Maura's bedroom and set her bag down. She'd been in her room a number of times, but this time it felt different. This time, she would be sleeping in Maura's bed. This time, she would be sleeping with Maura. This time, she would holding Maura, touching Maura, kissing Maura...
She sighed. Why would she NOT want to take a bath with Maura?
She pulled her shoes and socks off and padded toward the bathroom.
"Is it okay if I come in?"
She heard light splashing from behind the door and a slight chuckle. "Of course, Jane. It is always okay for you to come in."
She reached for the doorknob and tried to steady her shaking hand as she opened the door.
Maura was already in the over-sized garden tub. The air was filled with the light scent of lavender. It was a smell she associated with the ME. The tub was filled with bubbles, and Jane noticed two fluffy white towels laid out on the near by cabinet.
"Do you plan to take a bath in your clothes?" Maura smirked ever so slightly as she squeezed out water from the natural sponge she had in her hand.
"No?"
"Is that a question?" She laughed at Jane. "You know, I'll understand if you don't want to join me. You're welcome to sit here and keep me company."
Jane blew out a burst of air from between her lips and walked toward the tub. She stopped just short of the edge and looked down at her girlfriend. "I'm, uh... I've never really been very good at this sort of thing."
"Taking a bath?"
"No, that's not what I mean." She clenched her jaw, looking for the words to express what she was trying to say. "Being, you know, like you are right now." She motioned toward Maura with her hands as if that would explain away what she was trying to say.
"What is that?"
"Sexy! Hot! Seductive! Attractive!" She shot the doctor a look that practically screamed, 'well, duh'.
"Oh, Jane." Maura chewed on her bottom lip for a moment as she thought of how best to word what she wanted to say. "You don't really give yourself enough credit, do you? You really are very beautiful." She smiled up at the detective. "And, you're certainly sexy, despite yourself at times."
"Thanks?"
Maura scrunched her nose up for a moment.
"Take your shirt off for me." Jane stood dumbfounded for a moment. Maura's voice was low and breathy, and she had never heard her be demanding in this way. It was surprising. It was also exciting. "Slowly."
Jane's expression mimicked closely a deer in headlights, but she followed Maura's direction. Slowly, she reached down and grabbed the hem of her shirt. She steadied herself as she slowly pulled it up and over her head. With some uncertainty lingering in her eyes, she looked at Maura as she allowed the shirt to slowly slide off of her arm and fall to the ground.
"Now, your pants." Jane felt exposed. She could feel her skin prickle over with goosebumps as the warm air hit her newly exposed stomach. She reached for the buttons of her jeans. "No, I want you to run your hand down your torso for me." Maura liked her lips. "Gently slide your hand down. Show me on yourself what you want to feel me doing later."
Jane's eyes grew wide, but they never left Maura's as she slowly ran her hand down between the curve of her breasts, gently over her abs, to come to rest at the top of her jeans. With deliberate movements, Jane unbuttoned each button. When they were all undone, she ran her hands around the waistband of her pants. Grabbing the sides, she slowly pulled them down, over the length of her long legs. As she stepped out of the bunched material at her feet, she pushed it back and out of the way.
She was less afraid now. She felt anchored, like there was almost a physical line connecting her to the woman intently watching her.
She was left in nothing but her bra and panties. She had made sure it was a matching set before she left the house, which is something else she never bothered to do before. She was glad she had. The deep blue satin of her underwear complimented her tanned skin nicely. She was pleased with the appreciative look she received from the other woman.
"Take your bra off for me, Jane." Jane licked her lips as she reached behind to unclasp her bra. She slowly pulled the straps down removing the garment in a fluid motion. She held it out and dropped it on the pile with the rest of her clothing. Maura inhaled deeply.
Jane could see herself reflected in the mirror to her left. She could see in her peripheral how dark her eyes were, how intent the look on her face was. She could feel how hard her nipples were, how tight the lower half of her body was becoming.
Just by the look on Maura's face, she had no doubt that she wanted her. There was little doubt they wanted each other. They radiated heat for each other.
"Your panties."
Jane hooked her thumbs into the sides of her underwear and pulled them down slowly, allowing the garment to gracefully slide down the length of her legs to be discarded with the remainder of her clothing.
Nude, Jane maintained her eye contact with Maura as she moved in an almost feline manner toward the bathtub. With a grace that would later surprise her, she stepped into the water. She faced the blonde. As she leaned forward to sit down, she captured Maura's lips in a kiss, pulling the doctor toward her as she sat.
They kissed each other with heat and passion. Jane felt Maura nip at her bottom lip, and she moaned. In response, she flicked her tongue out to run it along Maura's bottom lip, silently asking for permission. Maura opened her mouth, allowing Jane entrance. Their tongues entangled. They played a game that was now a practiced art of giving and receiving.
Maura pulled away first. Her breath was coming in heavy pants. "I thought you said you were bad at this."
"I thought I was." Jane ran a hand lightly down the other woman's back. She smirked as she felt the shiver she caused. "But, you said I was a fast learner."
"So you are." Jane moaned as she felt Maura's hand run down her side. She gasped as the blonde pushed up slightly and her hand fell between Jane's legs. "I would be happy to teach you some additional lessons from our course work from this morning." She ran her hand further up Jane's inner thigh. "Are you interested, Detective?"
Jane growled. "Yes," she moaned as she leaned her head back against the wall behind her.
"I'm so glad," Maura purred as she leaned forward to nip at Jane's neck. "Pay attention. There will be a quiz afterward."
