apologies for the slightly short chapter here I am off out of a friend's birthday and the pre drinking has already begun and this chapter has been...not a struggle...but puts me in the wrong frame of mind if u kno what i mean! ha!

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Maura smirked as she pulled the detective's top off over her head and arms before flinging it carelessly behind the brunette. The ME became enraptured as she grazed her eyes downward toward Jane's chest and she focused her hot gaze on the hard pebbled nipples straining for attention. A growl echoed in the close air around them and it wasn't until she saw the brunette's dimples that she realised it came from her. She scowled at the detective's cocky smile and roughly grasped the back of her neck yanking her in to her lips.

As she felt the medical examiner pulling at the delicate hairs at the back of her neck Jane couldn't deny just how incredibly enticing it was when Maura took control. Despite being a strong willed woman Jane had never been overly confident in the bedroom department, she often blamed it on her scars but truth was she always felt too vulnerable, too exposed and could never let her guard down enough to enjoy herself which often came across as disinterest or frigidity. This, however, was such a wonderful blend of power and weakness; Jane was the one pinning Maura up against the wall but it was Maura driving the rough kiss.

Maura wasn't sure what had come over her as she jerked the detective's head to one side and began suckling on her neck. She felt wild, out of control and it was the first time she had ever felt so free. As she lavished her attentions on Jane's neck she hissed against the hot throbbing pulse point as the brunette pushed more of her weight against her body, securing her more against the wall. Maura could feel those stiff nipples pressed against her and she grew impatient with the amount of clothing she was still wearing. She let out a small whimper into the crook of Jane's neck.

The detective didn't have to ask what was wrong, she didn't even have to look at Maura to know. She'd like to think that it was because they were so in sync and perfect together that they knew what each other was thinking, Maura seemed to be capable of that magic but Jane wasn't. No, it wasn't telepathic pleas that told Jane what to do next but rather the fact that she herself was about to let out a grumble for exactly the same reason. She fumbled behind the ME's head scrabbling to find the concealed zip at the back of Maura's dress.

Maura was panting with anticipation as she nuzzled into the brunette's now scorching hot neck. She let out a noise somewhere between a cry and a growl as she felt Jane groping about looking for her zip and taking what felt like an age. She couldn't wait anymore, she did a quick calculation in her head and decided that there was no way she could wait, she tightened the grip her legs had around the detective's slender waist, forcing her heels into the tops of her thighs, forcing her forward even more. Once she was positive she wasn't going anywhere Maura gently removed Jane's hands from around her neck. She saw the brunette open her mouth in protest until Maura placed the scarred hands on the side of her thighs, high up where her dress had already been bunched up.

Jane watched open mouthed as Maura slid her hands down her own chest, she was so sexy it was killing Jane, she watched as Maura grasped the delicate neckline of her dress and ripped. It took the detective a good few seconds to regain her faculties as she comprehended what the ME had just done. Understanding flooded her mind, however as she found herself facing the most glorious breasts barely contained by a beautiful light teal lace bra.

Maura saw the shock register on Jane's face then watched it get swallowed up all consuming lust. The medical examiner had never felt so attractive in her entire life; it was an odd but glorious feeling. She smirked at the stock still detective, she draped her arms around Jane's neck once again and pulled her in to her, she felt the brunette inhale deeply as she did, she let her lips gently rest against Jane's ear and purposefully licked her lips catching the shell of the ear, and chuckled as Jane let out a small moan. "You told me to feel..." she deftly licked her hot tongue up the brunette's neck and gently bit down on her earlobe "I'm telling you to do the same."

Jane nearly passed out as Maura took her hands that were busy gripping her creamy thighs and brought them up just millimetres away from those magnificent creamy breasts that were now heaving in front of her face. As the medical examiner loosed her hands Jane found that her hands stayed where they were, every part of her body trying to catch up with her situation; she felt like she were going in slow motion.

Maura let out another whimper as the touch didn't come. Did I push her too far? Just as she thought about apologising she cried out loudly in surprise as she felt a hot wet tongue swipe across the swell of her breasts. Still Jane's hands hadn't moved from their spot and Maura chuckled about the detective's ever present stubbornness. Maura tried to thrust her chest at the brunette's hands but Jane still didn't make contact. She let out a frustrated growl, she was not in the mood to be teased, she was already so close. "Plea-" she didn't have time to finish the plea as she screamed in rapture.

Jane had heard the beg she had been waiting for and she grasped the lace cups of the bra and tore them down releasing those beautiful creamy breasts which she immediately began palming whilst she planted open mouthed kisses to the light speckling of freckles that were splayed across the top of them.

Maura couldn't formulate words but if she could have she would have expressed to Jane just how incredible that felt; she knew Jane was always paranoid about her scars and thought they made her unattractive but, Oh my...they feel incredible. Maura was used to lovers focusing a lot of attention on her breasts but never had she felt anything like this, the hard tissue on each palm felt like another fingertip teasing her already hardened nipples and she could feel herself dangerously close to falling over the precipice into ecstasy.