The next hour seemed to drag on and on and on. Maura and Jane seemed to have a hard time keeping their mind off of what they would rather be doing.
Jane kept her hands on her beer bottle, absent mindedly picking at the label, to stop herself from touching the beautiful blonde next to her. She'd steal looks at her now and then but had to force herself to look away.
Maura was also having a hard time keeping her hands and thoughts to herself. Her fingers itched to touch the detective's lithe body and her mouth opened slightly at the thought of letting her lips follow. Maura shifted in her chair and rolled her hips slightly. She was considering throwing decorum out the window, grabbing Jane, and dragging her out of here.
Jane caught the motion out of the corner of her eye and turned to give the blonde a 'don't you dare' look. Maura simply smirked at her and rolled her hips forward again.
"I swear to god Maura." Jane hissed through clenched teeth.
The doctor held the brunette's eye and repeated the motion. She knew the effect she was having on Jane, so she threw in a lip bite and a low moan for good measure.
The detective was at her wit's end, enough was enough. She stood up swiftly from her chair and looked down at Maura.
Maura sat back in her chair at looked up at her expectantly. What was Jane doing? She opened her mouth to ask, but was cut off.
"We have to go." Jane announced to the rest of the table, but didn't take her eyes off Maura.
The blonde smiled up at Jane and nodded before rising from her chair to stand next to the brunette.
There was a collective grumbling from the others, but Maura held up her hand.
"I apologize for dragging Jane away, but it's been a long week. I am terribly tired. You'll have to excuse me." The doctor explained sweetly.
"Of course, Maura." Angela said as she stood and rounded the table. The elder Rizzoli hugged the blonde tightly before moving to her daughter.
"I am so proud of you, Janie." Angela sniffed before pulling her into a bone crushing hug. The detective hugged back before pulling back.
"Ok, Ma, ok." Jane laughed. She smiled at turned to the blonde.
"Ready?" Jane asked and looked into hazel eyes searchingly.
Maura smiled realizing how loaded the question was. Was she ready? She had been the one to set this whole thing into motion, but was she really ready?
Jane watched the blonde for a minute and knew that she was over thinking it, so she held out her hand with a grin.
"Yes. I'm ready." Maura answered and took the hand the detective offered.
"We'll see you all on Sunday." Jane addressed the table and turned on her heel, taking Maura with her.
The doctor gave a quick wave as the disappeared through the crowd and out the door.
"Pffft, it's about time." Angela huffed.
Korsak laughed and Frankie's mouth hung open.
"I know! I'm surprised they lasted that long. I was ready to tell them to get a room. Geez." Frost chuckled.
"I never thought they'd make it back from the bathroom." Korsak scoffed.
"I'm just glad that Janie's finally making a move." Angela retorted.
"Ma!" Frankie groaned.
"What Frankie? You thought I didn't know how those two felt about each other? Come on. Anyone with eyes can see how they look at each other." Mama Rizzoli replied sarcastically.
Frankie could only shake his head as Korsak and Frost laughed.
"Janie is lucky. Maura is an amazing woman and I'm proud she's part of the family." Angela said with a nod.
"Where to, Doctor?" Jane drawls as they get into the car.
"Your place." Maura responds without hesitation.
Jane raises a questioning eyebrow at the blonde.
"I..," Maura swallows searching for the right words, "your mother lives in my guest house and that could be a problem."
"Why?" Jane asks, even though she knows the answer, she wants to hear the Maura say it.
"Well Detective," Maura purrs as she shifts in her seat to fully face the brunette, "I plan on having my way with you and would hate to be interrupted by your mother."
Jane laughs, starts, the car, and heads for her apartment. Maura is right; she would hate to have her mother interrupt all the amazing and dirty things she has planned. She laughs quietly to herself.
"Besides," the blonde's voice lowers to a sultry whisper that makes Jane shiver, "I'd hate to have your mother walk in on me bending you over the couch and fucking you senseless."
Jane sucks in a breath at the doctor's words and shivers again.
"Shit, Maur." Jane husks out as her foot presses down a little more firmly on the gas pedal.
Maura laughs lightly, but feels a knot begin to form in her lower abdomen as they near Jane's apartment.
They pull up and Jane practically jumps out of the car before she's parked it. Before Maura knows it her door opens and she is being helped out of the passenger door by the brunette.
"In a hurry, Jane?" she asks innocently.
Jane rolls her eyes and shuts the car door, grabbing the blonde's hand. They walk up the steps to Jane's apartment and with each step they become increasingly aware of what comes next.
Jane can feel her hands start to shake and sweat. Her pulse starts to race as she fumbles for her keys.
Maura's heart starts to beat as she watches the detective walk up the steps in front of her. She's always appreciate Jane's body, but knowing that soon those long tan legs would be wrapped around her, is enough to make her falter and almost miss a step. Before she can fall a strong-arm wraps around her and pulls her up the last step and onto the landing.
Jane holds Maura against her and looks down into hazel eyes. Chocolate eyes flick down to full lips and her grip tightens.
"Maur." Jane husks out as her lips brush over the blondes.
Maura reaches up and grasps the back of the brunette's neck bringing their lips together. It's surprisingly soft considering the buildup of the last few hours. Maura realizes that she doesn't want to rush this, not their first time together. She wants to savor this and take her time, which considering they are both off this weekend, she has every intention of doing.
Jane moans at the feeling of the blonde's soft lips against hers. She pulls her keys out and maneuvers them around so she can unlock the front door. They tumble inside and Jane kicks the door shut behind them.
Maura feels herself shoved against the door and Jane's fingers gripping her hips. The brunette nibbles her bottom lip, trying to gain entrance. The blonde allows it and feels Jane's tongue slide against hers and Maura imagines what that wet heat will feel like moving over the rest of her body and moans.
Jane pushes forward and rolls her hips to get closer to the blonde. She wants nothing more than to rip the blonde's clothes off, but she's perfectly content to explore the doctor's mouth.
Maura feels Jane pushing against her, trying to gain some sort of friction, so she tilts her hips forward just as the brunette rolls her hips. They both moan out loud and Maura knows that she wants to move this to the bedroom.
"Bedroom, Jane." Maura says in a silky voice and pushes the brunette off of her.
Maura takes a few steps, sheds her jacket, and turns to look at Jane. She slowly pops the buttons of her vest open, one by one. She swears she can hear the brunettes breathing increase and she keeps going. Next the blonde lets her fingers dance over the buttons of her shirt until it hangs open.
Jane swallows hard as she watches the impromptu strip tease the blonde's preforming. Her mouth suddenly becomes dry as Maura sheds her shirt and stands before her in only her bra and form-fitting charcoal pants. She takes a step forward, but stops when she sees the blondes fingers slide down her stomach and to the button of her pants.
Maura flicks the button on her pants and smiles at the brunette. She lets her fingers slowly drag the zipper down and then hooks her thumbs in the top of her pants. She turns around and bends at the waist to slowly drag her pants over her hips and down her legs. She knows exactly what she's doing and is enjoying every minute of it.
Jane is now staring at the most perfect ass she's ever seen encased in red lace and can't bite back a growl. The blonde turns to look at her and grins as she reaches behind her back to unhook her bra. Jane sucks in a breath and waits. She watches as Maura lowers the straps one after the other and shimmies out of the red lace that perfectly matches her underwear.
Maura stands before the brunette in only the red lace underwear and a little something extra.
"Fuuuck, Maura." Jane moans and the blonde smirks.
"Oh, Detective, that is exactly what I plan to do." Maura purrs against the brunette's ear before turning to saunter toward the bedroom, leaving Jane to stare after her glorious backside.
Maura stops in the doorway and turns to look at Jane with a wicked grin playing on her lips.
"You coming?" the blonde asks with a smirk.
"Hell yes." Jane laughs as she sprints toward the bedroom.