A/N: We once again pick up right where we left off. Things get a bit steamy in this chapter. Enjoy! ;-)
Maura did indeed emerge from her shower 35 minutes after she had shut the door on her detective, the doctor looking much more relaxed and in good spirits when she made her way to join Jane in the living room. She had secretly hoped that Jane would join her and that the shower would have been mutually beneficial, but alas, that did not occur. Maura was aware that Jane needed time to get used to the new things between them. It was just that Maura was aching to see Jane's sexy body in all its glory, let alone to touch and taste it. Patience, she reminded herself. Patience.
What she found downstairs surprised the doctor. Jane had also changed, her hair wet as she lounged like a large cat on the sofa, watching some sporting event on the large TV above Maura's mantle. The tension that Jane had shown earlier was completely gone and Maura found herself both aroused and saddened at the thought that Jane had in fact taken care of herself, without her. Maura knew it was irrational to feel hurt by her detective's actions but that didn't stop the doctor from having the feeling all the same.
The smaller woman went to join Jane on the couch after she had pushed her feelings down inside, expecting Jane to make room for her to sit where her feet were, as was their usual position when TV watching was on order. The doctor was therefore quite startled when Jane did not move her legs to allow her to sit down but instead, the long arms of her detective reached out to her and pulled her down onto the couch in front of the lithe frame. She felt Jane's warmth encompass her back as Maura was adjusted to be the little spoon to Jane's big one.
Jane smelled like fresh soap and sexy detective, a scent that always turned the doctor on. Maura had to work hard not to let a moan escape her lips. All her effort was in vain though when Jane scooted her back more firmly against her soft yet muscled body, Maura's bum laying nestled in Jane's crotch. Maura felt herself heating up again, wetness pooling in her panties. If Jane kept this up, she would need to take her third shower of the day soon.
"Jane, darling, what are you doing?" Maura finally composed herself enough to ask, although her voice came out choked from repressed desire. She felt the rumble against her back, letting her know that her detective found the effect she had on the doctor amusing.
"I read that couples should take five to ten minutes each night to take a cuddle break so that they can bond and their bodies would release a cuddle hormone," Jane rasped out into Maura's ear, only causing more of the smaller woman's juices to flow between her thighs. As Maura processed Jane's words, her desire peaked yet again. Maura loved it when Jane showed her intellectual side, especially when it was science related.
"Jane, I had no idea you were familiar with the study of the secretions of the posterior lobe of the pituitary gland! The stimulation from the touch of another's skin causes neurons that make oxytocin to fire action potentials in intermittent bursts; these bursts result in the secretion of pulses of oxytocin from the neurosecretory nerve terminals of the pituitary gland and -" Maura was quieted with an awkward kiss, Jane having moved her face to lean towards Jane's lips.
Upon breaking the kiss that had lingered for more time than either had meant, Jane husked, "I only googled cuddling rituals and saw that there was a cuddle hormone, Maur. I love your google brain but not tonight, love."
Maura melted back into the embrace as Jane resettled behind her, squeezing her hands from where they rested on Maura's hips. It took a moment for Maura to recover, her libido still very active and eager for attention, but when she did, it was to question Jane on something she suspected to be true.
"You seem awfully relaxed, Jane." At the resulting hum she felt behind her, Maura pressed on. "And it seems you took a shower as well." This time the hum was more muted, just a slight vibration against her back. Maura was fairly certain that if she could see her detective's face right now, there would be a faint blush on the chiseled cheekbones of her love.
"What are you getting at, Maur?" Jane asked gruffly, clearly trying to hide her embarrassment at what they both knew Jane had been up to during their separation. Maura really wanted to push and get her detective to admit she had taken care of her own release, just without Maura. But, just this once, Maura allowed her detective an out.
"Oh, nothing Jane, I just was making observations." Maura brought one of Jane's hands up to her lips and pressed a kiss against the scarred palm before returning their joined hands to the valley between her breasts. Jane hummed again but said nothing else.
The rest of the night was spent in each other's arms, first on the couch, and later in Maura's bed. Maura teetered on the edge of desire all night but was happy just to have the comforting presence of her detective, her best friend, and her love beside her all night long.
R&I
Over the course of the next few weeks, this became the routine between the two women. They would work side by side, solving cases and delivering justice to their victims. At night, the two would have heated make out sessions, fully clothed, where one or both women would climax. Then, they would part ways to get ready for bed, which usually entailed two separate masturbatory showers for the two women, followed by a "cuddle break" as Jane had dubbed them, before they went to sleep.
Maura was enjoying the new level of intimacy that they had found but it still was not enough. She longed for the day she could see, touch, and taste the woman she had desired for so many years. The desire she held for her detective was reaching fever pitches and Maura was beginning to rue the day she had promised to take things slowly with Jane.
So it was one night, three weeks after the first time Jane had taken her against the door after their wonderful day in the Commons, that Jane was out for the evening with her brothers, a sort of sibling bonding night. Maura was happy not to have to go, needing some alone time to take care of her more personal needs. The doctor fully intended to use the time to get off in all the ways she could not with a sexy but untouchable detective by her side night after night.
Maura had set the mood for herself by picking a nice red wine that she let breath while she ate a light dinner. After she was done with her meal, she took the wine up to her bathroom suite and lit various candles around the room, creating a sensual mood. Maura filled her large tub, adding her favorite bath salts, and made sure the temperature was just right. Putting her hair up in a top knot, Maura stripped down before easing herself into the delightful mixture, the scent and feel of the water immediately setting her desire aflame. She brought the wine to her lips for a sip that had her moaning out at the taste. Now, for the last piece, Maura settled back against the headrest she had installed and closed her eyes, conjuring up her favorite image, that of a very naked Jane Rizzoli.
Almost immediately, her hands began to wander all over her body, caressing her freckled skin the way she wished her detective would. She weighed her full breasts, making sure to pinch her hardening nipples, letting out a moan that echoed off the tiled walls. Maura pictured Jane's mouth teasing her nipples before biting down. Maura groaned again, feeling the wetness at her core. She trailed one hand down her taut abdomen, feeling all her coiled muscles as she made her way to her aching nub, the little bundle of nerves already unsheathed in its quest for some attention.
Maura normally liked to tease herself when she masturbated, but after all the sessions with Jane, she was far too worked up now. The lust-filled doctor didn't tease her clit but went right to pressing just right as she rubbed herself. The pleasure was instantaneous, Maura gasping at how amazing it felt to be touched like this, still with the image of Jane doing the touching held firmly in her mind's eye. Maura was racing to her peak, too anxious to reach her climax to take things slowly. As she reached the edge, Maura yelled out "JAAAANE!" as she tumbled over.
The doctor was so caught up in her fantasy and the sensations she was causing throughout her body that she missed the sound of her name being called and even the sound of the bathroom door opening. It was only as she began to recover from her intense climax that she opened her eyes and saw a dumbstruck detective gaping at her, eyes wide and mouth hanging open.
R&I
Jane had been out with her brothers, grabbing burgers and beers while watching the Sox game. It had been fun catching up with her siblings but deep down Jane knew something was off. She had grown so accustomed to spending her evenings with Maura that Jane felt like a part of her was missing. So, in a move very uncharacteristic for the older Rizzoli, she had bailed on her brothers, using the excuse of an early morning to leave. The two had looked at her like she had two heads but then the Sox had scored and their attention was elsewhere. Jane took the welcome distraction and made her escape.
On the drive over to Maura's, Jane pondered her motivations for ditching her brothers. It shocked her a bit that she craved her doctor so much, despite the couple spending so much time together both professionally and personally. Jane had never been a clingy partner but then again, Jane had never loved anyone the way she loved Maura.
As Jane pulled into the familiar driveway, she considered this. She loved Maura so much it physically hurt when they were apart. And yet, Jane was the one that was keeping the last bit of distance between them. Over the last few weeks, she knew that she was driving her doctor crazy by initiating sexual intimacy only to shy away when it came to getting naked together again. Jane was giving herself blue ovaries so she could only imagine how her very sexual doctor was doing. Their dry humping orgasms were nice enough but Jane was really starting to crave the real thing. The thought of being that vulnerable with Maura still scared her but the prospect of feeling Maura's silky skin against hers again was becoming almost too much to resist.
So with renewed resolve, Jane got out of the car and used her key to let herself into the home that was starting to feel like hers. The lights downstairs were all off, causing Jane to be concerned about her love. She called out for Maura but didn't get a response. Jane investigated downstairs and upon not finding her doctor, made the trip up the stairs to the bedroom.
There was no sign of her best friend here as well except for some muted light coming from underneath the closed bathroom door. Jane called out again but once more, there was no response. Jane started to get worried. What if Maura had fallen asleep in the bathtub? What if her love was currently drowning and Jane was just standing there like an idiot just a few feet away?
The detective's escalating thoughts of doom and death propelled her to burst through the bathroom door, stumbling slightly as she slid across the tile, just as Maura shouted "JAAAANE!" It took several seconds for Jane to process the scene in front of her with what she just heard. But as hazel eyes opened and met hers, it all came crashing down on the detective like a ton of bricks.
"OH! Jane!" Maura gasped, moving wildly in the tub trying to cover her exposed body, finally grabbing a towel and placing it in the water to hide her naked form. Jane would have laughed at the move if she wasn't still so mesmerized by the sight of a post-coital, naked Maura Isles.
"M-M-M" was the best Jane could do in her current state, her skin becoming heated as her core became wet. All the resolve she had had in the car was leaving her body, too dumbfounded to move or speak.
"Jane, I thought you were out," Maura sputtered out, only now realizing she had dragged a dry towel into the bathtub as the weight of the wet fabric settled onto her body. When the doctor began trying to ring out the sopping wet towel, Jane finally found her voice. Unfortunately, it was in the form of laughter.
Jane began to laugh uncontrollably, doubling over with her hands on her knees as she tried to catch her breath. She heard the grumpy sounds of her doctor from across the room but could not control herself. The reaction was simply a release of all the tension she had been feeling and her inability to express just how turned on she had been by the sight of her doctor masturbating and screaming her name as she came.
"Jane, I do not see what is so humorous about this situation. Especially, seeing as you barged into my private bathroom, interrupting my private activities." The voice was a mixture of indignation and hurt, and as the sound filtered to Jane, it was what finally sobered her from her mirth.
"Oh, Maur, I'm sorry," Jane squeaked out as she tried to control the giggles that still threatened. "I promise I'm not laughing at you." This didn't sound sincere even to her own ears even though she meant it. She wasn't laughing at Maura so much as at the situation she had created with her insecurities.
"Well, you certainly could have fooled me, Jane," Maura huffed as she began to empty out the water from the tub and make her exit. It was then that Jane got her first real unadulterated view of Maura's naked body and the detective was no longer laughing. Her inner walls clenched at the vision that was her doctor and now all Jane wanted to do was worship every last inch. When Maura reached for a new towel, Jane felt herself speaking without any thought.
"Please don't," Jane husked, her mouth suddenly dry. Maura looked at her with a raised eyebrow, standing in all her naked glory like a Roman statue. Miraculously, she allowed Jane to look her fill, merely placing her hands on her curvy hips, which only accentuated the delicious form even more.
"What is it you want, Jane?" Maura asked, borderline suggestively, with a hint of uncertainty mixed in. Boy, was that a loaded question, thought Jane. What did she want? After a beat or two of Jane staring and Maura giving the same back, Jane made up her mind.
"You, Maur. I want you, all of you." Jane didn't wait for her doctor to respond, already moving toward the nude woman.
When she was within reach, she took the smaller woman into her arms and kissed her soundly. Immediately, Jane swept her tongue along the plump bottom lip of her doctor, requesting entrance. When it was granted, Jane was not tentative in her quest for dominance. Maura moaned loudly when Jane ravaged her mouth, leaving no doubt what it was Jane wanted.
Jane continued to kiss Maura like she was trying to absorb the smaller woman into her own being. The doctor, for her part, didn't seem to mind one bit, giving Jane all the access and control she wanted. Jane found the submission enticing and it only served to fuel her passion even further.
Eventually, Jane wanted more and so she lifted her doctor up, getting herself wet from the slick naked flesh, and turned to deposit Maura onto the bathroom counter. She stepped back from the eager woman, whose lips followed Jane as she pulled away, desperately seeking more of the punishing kisses. Her doctor looked at her like a kicked puppy when Jane turned away from her.
"Where are you going?" came the soft voice of her love from behind her as Jane found a dry towel. She folded it so that it was a thick square before turning back to her doctor.
"Nowhere but to you, my love," Jane said with an adoring smile as she let the towel drop to the tiled floor in the space between her doctor's dangling legs. When Jane dropped to her knees on top of the towel, she watched in amusement as Maura's eyes bugged out, finally understanding what Jane intended.
"I'm going to take care of you, Maur. You are so sexy and beautiful. It has been terrible of me not to service your needs. I'm gonna fix that now." Jane ran her hands up the smooth legs of her love, pushing slightly to spread the toned thighs, revealing Maura's dripping center to the detective.
"Jane, y-y-ou don't have to," Maura stuttered out, her voice high with desire. Jane was touched that Maura was still thinking about her needs in this moment but Jane was determined to change that.
"I know, Maur, thank you. But, I want to." She pressed light kisses to Maura's calves, then dragged her tongue up the silky legs, heading for where they met at the apex of the doctor's thighs. "I really, really want to," she breathed onto Maura's core, the scent intoxicating to Jane.
The detective didn't give Maura a chance to say anything else as she finally brought her tongue to the straining nub and licked firmly. Maura moaned so wantonly that Jane was spurred on to keep going. She took her love's clit into her mouth and began to kiss it much like she had Maura's mouth just moments ago. The resulting scream was enough to let Jane know she was doing a good job and then she was off, her thoughts giving way to instinct as she brought her love to climax.
A/N: So Jane took a huge step in this chapter. I think she may finally be breaking free of all the things swirling around in her head. Let me know what you thought. Have a Happy Thanksgiving, for all those who celebrate! I will be MIA tomorrow while I eat my weight in sides and pie. :-D
(edit) P.S. Thank you to the reviewer who caught my egregious spelling mistake. Three different spell checks and my own proofreading (no beta ever) let masterbate and all its forms through. I have now corrected the error, so thanks whomever you are.