Hi, ya'll! I'm so sorry for the long delay! Life has been pretty rough but I promise that I'm going to work on being better at writing for ya'll!
This chapter is the M rated stuff, so I've changed the rating for the story. There won't be smut in every chapter so I'll warn you when there is smut.
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Hope you enjoy!
After making their way around Maura's block and the neighboring block, the trio was making their way back to Maura's home, TJ nestled against Maura's chest.
"You's so soft, Auntie Mo-wa," TJ commented sleepily. "Aunt Jay's not soft like you."
"Well, is being soft a good thing?" Maura asked the small toddler in her arms.
"S'real good," TJ replied. "I like it."
"I like it, too, little buddy," Jane smiled as she watched her girlfriend and nephew interact. "Auntie Maura being soft is pretty great."
"Jane," Maura chuckled, turning to look at the detective who had a smirk on her face.
"What?" Jane asked. "It's the truth! Your," Jane said, using her hands to gesture to Maura's chest area, "is a really soft and cuddly place to be. I rather enjoy it."
"If this is your idea of foreplay, we'll need to work on some improvements," Maura said.
"Foreplay?"
"Yes, foreplay. Or were you not being serious when you said we would continue our earlier activities later this evening?" Maura asked, half teasing and half genuinely curious.
"Oh, I was serious," Jane insisted with a wink.
"Good," Maura smiled.
"We almost home?" TJ asked, his arms loosening their grip around Maura's neck as the exhaustion from the excitement of Halloween inched into his body. "I'm sleepy."
"We're almost there," Maura said gently. "Then you can put on your Thomas the Tank Engine pajamas and Nana will make sure you've got your glass of milk before tucking you into bed."
"What 'bout all my candy?" the toddler asked.
"You can have a piece or two," Jane said, seeing the way Maura looked at her to silently ask what protocol for evening candy eating was. "And then you can eat candy for breakfast, lunch, and dinner until it's all gone," she said as she reached out to ruffle her nephew's hair gently.
"Auntie Mo-wa says I gotta eat my candy slow," TJ murmured.
"Auntie Maura is a goober," Jane said conspiratorially to TJ.
"Jane Clementine Rizzoli, you did not just call me a goober," Maura gasped in mock horror as her house came into view.
"I did," Jane grinned.
"Well, let's see what other names you call me when you have to keep your hands to yourself for the next 24 hours," Maura stated as she shifted TJ slightly so she could reach into her pocket to pull out her keys as they walked up to her front door.
"24 hours?" Jane gasped. "You're not gonna cuddle with me for 24 hours?"
"Do you wanna ring the doorbell, Officer TJ?" Maura asked, grinning at the toddler in her arms as she ignored Jane's shocked face. "Get a few last pieces of candy from Nana?"
Nodding happily, TJ reached his hand out to ring Maura's doorbell, greeted moments later by a smiling Angela with a bowl of candy in her hand.
"Well, hello there," the Rizzoli matriarch beamed as she saw TJ smiling almost as widely as Maura and Jane were smiling.
"Why don't you show Nana what I taught you?" Jane encouraged the small child.
"Boston Police!" he said with a small giggle. "You's under arrest, Nana!"
"Oh, no," Angela said, feigning shock with a hand placed over her heart. "Is there anything I can do to avoid arrest, Officer TJ?"
"More candy!" he giggled, bouncing slightly in Maura's arms.
"You're certainly a Rizzoli," Angela laughed as she stepped aside to let Maura and Jane enter the house, flipping the porch light off as she did so to let the remaining trick or treaters know their house was done for the night.
"How was he?" Angela asked as she set the bowl of candy on the kitchen island.
"He was great," Maura smiled as she lowered TJ to the stand on the floor, chuckling as he toddled to the island and attempted to peer onto the top of it where the candy was. "We walked around this block and the next one before he started to get tired and asked to be carried."
Jane had followed TJ to the island, picking him up to sit on top of the counter so they could look through his pumpkin bucket with the goodies he had earned that night together.
"She's so great with him," Angela noted as she watched Jane animatedly talk with the toddler. "Ever since she was younger she always resisted the idea of being a mother. But I think she could be a great mother."
"I agree," Maura smiled as she also watched the detective interact with the small child. "But we've only been together a short time so maybe hold off of the baby talk," she said, turning to raise an eyebrow at Angela.
"What do you mean hold off on the baby talk?"
"Angela, you and I both know that you want more grandchildren. And perhaps one day Jane and I can provide you with one or two," she said as she brought her gaze back to Jane. "But for now I think that Jane and I would love the opportunity to be just that. Us."
"Okay," Angela said simply.
"Okay?" Maura asked, caught slightly off guard at Angela's simple reply.
"Yes, okay," Angela smiled "I can tone it down and not be the nosy, meddling mother that Jane always says I am," she chuckled as she nudged Maura's shoulder with her own. "I know you two are so deeply in love so I can back off with the grandbaby talk They'll come eventually."
"Thank you," Maura laughed.
"Nana! Auntie Mo-wa!" TJ called, waving his hands to beckon the two women over to him. Once they arrived, he held out a miniature box of Junior Mints to Angela and a twin pack of Starburst to Maura.
"These are my favorite," Angela cooed as she took the offered candy from TJ.
"Aunt Jay told me," TJ said with a bashful smile. "Those is your favorite, right Auntie Mo-wa?" he asked, turning to look up at Maura with hopeful eyes.
"They are!" Maura grinned. "Thank you so much, Officer."
"You's welcome," he smiled, yawning immediately as he finished the words.
"Looks like it's time for Officer TJ to get to bed," Jane said. "Do you want some milk before letting Nana tuck you in?"
"Yes, please," TJ said, little hands coming up to rub his tired eyes. "Can Auntie Mo-wa help me get into my jammies?"
Both Jane and Angela looked at Maura who, after a moment of surprise at being requested by TJ, was smiling down at the toddler.
"Of course I can, little buddy," Maura smiled, reaching out to pick him up and allowing him to nuzzle against her.
"So soft," he murmured.
"His bag is on the couch in the guest house," Angela said softly as she watched TJ's eyes close. "I'll pour him a bit of milk and meet you in there in a few minutes."
Nodding, Maura turned to walk to her guest house and help the child she considered her nephew get ready for bed.
"Hey," Jane greeted when Maura re-entered the main house after helping TJ change and bidding Angela good night.
"Hi," Maura smiled as she walked to the kitchen island where Jane stood, moving behind Jane to wrap her arms around the detective's midsection.
"I poured us some apple cider," Jane said as she gestured to the two mugs in front of her. "I snuck two caramel squares from TJ's stash and put them in the mugs before pouring the hot cider into them," she explained.
"Thank you," Maura said as she rested her cheek on Jane's back.
"Did trick or treating wear you out, too?" Jane laughed as she rested her own arms over Maura's.
"No," Maura chuckled. "I'm not tired. Just…happy," she stated.
"I'm happy, too," Jane said honestly.
"I'm glad," Maura replied. "Can you hand me that envelope?" she asked, noticing a hand addressed envelope on the top of the mail she had brought in earlier in the day.
Doing as requested, Jane used her longer limbs to reach for the mail and hand the envelope to Maura who reluctantly pulled her arms from Jane's midsection and moved to stand next to the detective.
"Who's it from?" Jane asked, taking one of the mugs into her hands and sipping the hot cider.
"I think I might know but I won't be certain until I open it," Maura said as she opened the envelope and began to read the letter, also hand written, her expression falling briefly before brightening again. "It's from Amanda, the young woman who took our photo when we went onto New Haven Newlyweds," Maura stated as she handed the letter to Jane.
"Really?" Jane asked, accepting the letter.
"Really," Maura confirmed as she reached for her own mug of cider. "Read it," she encouraged.
Dear Dr. Isles,
This is Amanda Millicamp, the young photographer who took your photo when you came onto the New Haven Newlyweds in September. Word got out about what Roger did to you and those other couples and eventually the police chief gave a statement that you and Detective Jane Rizzoli had gone under cover to catch him. I hope it's okay that I found your address.
Our producer decided that, with all the negative press coming into New Haven and stuff that it was best we cancel the show. Which sucks because that was my job to help me prepare for college. But I've started doing some freelance photography on the side, which is actually the reason I'm writing to you today. I know that I took your photo with Detective Rizzoli when you came onto the show but you guys were undercover and kinda pretending to be people you're not. I wanted to extend an offer to you and her to allow me to host a photo shoot for the both of you. I'm not sure if you're a couple in real life, but I'd be happy to do something romantic or something just as friends. I wouldn't charge either of you anything and would give you electronic copies of all the photos taken. I could come to Boston or we could meet somewhere else. Regardless, I would love the chance to meet you both (for real this time) and give you guys the chance to be yourselves in front of my camera. My cell number is below so feel free to give me a call.
Best Wishes,
Amanda.
"That's super sweet," Jane smiled as she set the letter down.
"It is, isn't it?" Maura mused.
"Especially since when we saw the photos taken of us at the show, they kinda made you a little upset," Jane pointed out, remembering the way Maura had sadly looked at the photos of the two of them and commented that she wasn't sure if the happiness in the photos was happiness between Morgan and Janet or Maura and Jane.
"Would you like to take her up on her offer?" Maura asked, sipping the cider Jane had prepared for her. "Have our photos taken somewhere?"
"I think I would, yeah," Jane smiled as she wrapped an arm around Maura's shoulders and pressed a kiss to the side of her head. "Would you?"
"Yes," Maura stated.
"Well, then I say we give her a call."
"Later," Maura commented as she picked up her mug of cider in one hand and moved away from Jane, taking one of the brunette's hands in her other hand.
"Later?" Jane asked, picking up her own cider before allowing Maura to begin guiding her to the stairwell.
"Yes, later," Maura smiled as she turned the kitchen light off. "I do believe that I said you needed help to improve your attempts at foreplay," she smirked, not letting Jane's hand go as she walked up the stairs to her bedroom.
"What happened to me keeping my hands to myself for the next 24 hours?" Jane asked with a soft chuckle.
Maura simply shrugged, bringing the mug to her lips for a long sip as she nudged her bedroom door open with her hips.
"Just gonna remind you that I've never done this before," Jane said, her voice sounding far more confident than she felt as she shut Maura's bedroom door, not bothering to turn on the light since the street lights and large moon were casting the room in a warm glow.
"I know," Maura said as she set her mug down on her vanity, turning to face Jane and take the mug from her and setting it next to hers.
"And that you have done this before," Jane added.
"And I'm going to remind you that we never have to do anything you're not ready for or uncomfortable with," Maura said softly as she wrapped her arms around Jane's neck.
"Oh, I'm ready and totally comfortable," Jane laughed as her hands came up to rest on Maura's hips. "I just don't really know what I'm doing. And I'm kinda worried that I might suck at this."
"You're going to be perfect," Maura whispered in Jane's ear before placing gentle kisses from just below the lobe, down a strong jaw, and onto her favorite pair of lips. "And I highly doubt you don't know what you're doing," she murmured when she pulled away for air. "You are a female, after all. Which means you're at least somewhat familiar with the anatomy and will have a home field advantage, yes?"
"Yeah," Jane laughed as she pressed her lips to Maura's gently. "But we can go slow? And you'll tell me if I suck?"
"We can go slowly, yes," Maura said, emphasizing the adverb. "And I've always been a rather vocal lover so I think you'll be able to tell how you're doing."
"Well, growing up with two little brothers and a nosey mother and my Pop, I trained myself to shut the hell up whenever doing anything remotely sexual," Jane said as she pulled Maura closer to her, their bodies pressed tightly together. "So being vocal isn't really something you should expect from me."
"Is that a challenge, detective?"
"I should be nervous that you seem to want me to challenge you to see how vocal you can make me," Jane thought out loud. "But for some reason, I find myself oddly aroused."
"Aroused is certainly a good thing to be," Maura murmured as she began to place gentle kisses down Jane's neck and to her clavicle. "Let me take care of you," she whispered as her hands slid from around Jane's shoulders to rest at the top buttons of the deep green button up shirt Jane wore. "Please let me show you how much I love you."
"Okay," Jane breathed, using only one word to hand over the reins of control to Maura as she felt her body responding to Maura's gentle kisses in a way it had never responded before.
Maura continued to press kisses to the exposed skin of Jane's neck, her hands deftly unbuttoning the shirt, pressing her kisses lower until she reached the top of a tank top.
"You wear too many layers," Maura grumbled as she pushed the button up from Jane's shoulders, bringing her lips to kiss Jane's laughing mouth.
"I'll start wearing less layers," Jane chuckled as Maura quickly lifted the tank top up and over Jane's head, tossing it behind her and leaving Jane in a simple navy cotton bra.
"Thank you," Maura smiled, her hands moving to run over Jane's abs. "TJ was wrong when he said you weren't soft," she complimented. "Your skin is so wonderfully soft and smooth."
Jane made a soft noise of acknowledgement as she felt Maura's hands cover her breasts, each of her thumbs rubbing her nipples over the fabric. Her hands had been resting unmoving on Maura's hips but they soon moved to untuck the blonde's crimson blouse from black slacks, fingers beginning to unbutton the blouse once it was free.
Maura continued her soft ministrations over Jane's breasts, massaging them gently over the bra, intent on prolonging this occasion as long as possible and bringing them both as much pleasure as possible.
"Really?" she heard Jane chuckle, prompting her to pull her lips away from where they'd been kissing a collarbone to look up at Jane.
"Really what?" Maura asked.
"Your bra is orange," Jane smiled, reaching up to trace the top of a lacey orange cup.
"I wanted to have a bit of Halloween spirit," Maura explained with a smile. "If you don't like it-"
"No, I like it," Jane interrupted before pressing a kiss to Maura's lips.
"Oh," Maura said softly. "I was going to say that if you didn't like it, I could take it off."
"I hate it," Jane said quickly. "Loathe it, actually. I think it's the ugliest bra I've ever seen and I'm feeling queasy just looking at it. You should definitely take it off."
Grinning, Maura took a small step back so Jane had a clear view of her torso. She shrugged out of the silk blouse, draping it over the chair at her vanity locking her eyes with Jane's. She reached behind her and deftly unhooked her bra, tugging it off and gently tossing it into her laundry basket.
"Sweet Jesus," Jane breathed when she saw Maura's breasts free from constraint for the first time, her light pink nipples already hardening under Jane's gaze. Her hand twitched, eager to touch. "Can I…" she trailed off, tearing her gaze from the breasts to Maura's face.
"Please," Maura nodded, stepping back forward towards Jane.
With permission, Jane's hands came to Maura's hips, giving them a gentle squeeze before slowly running up her sides, onto her shoulders, and down her collarbone before coming to rest on top of two voluptuous mounds.
Maura let out a content sigh as she felt her favorite pair of hands come to rest on her chest. She had fantasized about the feeling so many times but her mind had never been able to properly imagine the subtle way scalpel scars would tickle her nipples or the occasional callus cause her to shiver slightly. After a moment, Jane began to move her hands. Lifting the breasts to feel their weight in her palm, brushing her thumbs over sensitized nipples hard as bullets, squeezing gently, and occasionally pinching the pink nubs.
"So much better than I imagined," Maura breathed, a hand shooting up to weave in Jane's hair when she felt the detective bend down to press kisses to the tops of her breasts. "Bed," she sighed, feeling her legs begin to turn into jelly.
"You got it," Jane replied, letting go of Maura's breasts to take her hands and walk backwards towards the bed, turning them around so she could gently push Maura onto her back, crawling atop her. When Maura's hands moved to the clasp at the back of Jane's bra and she looked up at the detective, Jane knew what she was asking. "Yes," she answered the silent question.
Maura quickly unhooked Jane's bra and flung it away from her and, keeping her hands at the middle of Jane's back, pulled the brunette fully atop her and crashed their lips together. Unlike the previous kisses from the evening, this was fierce and eager, tongues tangling with each other in between gentle nips. Jane was so engrossed in the kiss and the feeling of their breasts pressed together that she didn't notice Maura wrapping her legs around her until she rolled them over, reversing their positions.
"Woah," Jane breathed when Maura sat up to look down at her girlfriend.
"I like the view from up here better," Maura stated, a glint in her eyes.
"Well, from down here the view certainly looks like you want to devour me," Jane admitted, her hands moving to rub up Maura's hips.
"Well, I do want to devour you," Maura teased, rocking her hips against Jane's.
"Oh, God," Jane groaned, her eyes fluttering closed.
"I have to see all of you," Maura said, her hands quickly moving to undo Jane's belt and yank the zipper down, sliding to the foot of the bed so she could hook her fingers in the waistband of slacks and underwear and tug them off, letting them fall to the floor.
Kneeling between Jane's legs, Maura allowed her eyes to roam over Jane's bare body with equal amounts of lust and love in her gaze. From her hair fanned out on the pillow and her kiss swollen lips to her heaving chest, toned abdomen, and circular bullet hole, down to a bare mound and muscular legs.
Jane squirmed, self-conscious under Maura's gaze and her hands twitched with the desire to cover herself.
"Jane, stop squirming," Maura said, her hands coming to rub gently up and down Jane's outer thighs. "You are so stunning."
Jane simply looked up at Maura and shrugged.
"When we were in New Haven, it nearly broke my heart to hear you say you could ever consider yourself anything close to a Mr. Hyde creature," Maura admitted softly. "You deserve to have a lover who tells you how incredibly your body is at every opportunity."
"Are you going to be that lover?" Jane asked.
"Mmm, I would love to be that lover," Maura smiled as she bent down and placed a kiss to Jane's belly button, moving her kisses further up her abs, in between her breasts, along her neck, and back to Jane's lips. When Maura finally broke the kiss, Jane spoke.
"I really love the way you look in pants but, please," she sighed as she felt Maua nip gently at her earlobe. "Take them off."
Maura rolled gently off of Jane, lying on her back as she quickly undid her pants and pushed them and her matching orange underwear past her hips, kicking them to the floor before resuming her post above Jane.
"As much as I want to ravish you right now," Maura said as she laid herself completely on top of Jane, resting her ear over Jane's heart and tangling their legs together, "I want to take a moment just to feel this. Our bare bodies pressed together for the first time."
"I love you," Jane said, a hand coming up to run through Maura's hair.
"I love you, too," Maura smiled, turning her head slightly to press a kiss to where Jane's heartbeat thrummed in her chest.
"I'm a little nervous," Jane admitted.
"Oh, Jane," Maura said gently, lifting her head up to look at Jane. "If you're nervous, we don't have to do this. We don't have to do anything you're not ready for," she soothed, cupping Jane's cheek and running a thumb gently over the bone. "We can just stay snuggled like this for the next 15.21 days if you'd like."
"I'm ready and I'm really freakin' turned on right now," Jane stated, smiling at Maura's gentleness. "It's just…I always had trouble getting off with other partners. I'd be feeling real good and then it'd be like my mind realized what it would mean if I, ya know, and suddenly I couldn't get off. The guy would get off and then I'd find some excuse to go to the bathroom or they'd go to get a snack and I could rub it out in private."
"Climaxing with a partner is certainly a very vulnerable, out of control position for someone to be in," Maura soothed.
"I don't want you to feel like I'm not enjoying this or like you're not doing a good job if I can't get off," Jane admitted. "I don't want you to feel like I don't trust you enough to let myself get off."
"I know that you trust me and that's more than enough for me," Maura smiled, pressing a kiss to Jane's lips. "I just wonder If you'll feel bad if unable to reach climax."
"Probably," Jane said with a soft chuckle.
"Thank you for being honest with me," Maura said, relaxing her head back down over Jane's heart.
"I always will be," Jane promised.
The two women remained in a peaceful embrace until Maura shifted slightly, their pelvises pressing together and eliciting a soft moan from Jane.
"Oh, dear," Maura smiled. "We can't have you moaning like that."
"Like what?"
"So quietly," the doctor replied, the devilish glint returning to her eyes as she swiftly placed her mouth over Jane's right breast and began to lavish it with attention. Jane couldn't stop the gasp that escaped her, both at the surprise of Maura's actions and the fact that it felt so heavenly. Her hands gripped the deep purple sheets of Maura's bed, certain that she would float away without something to hold on to.
Maura smiled around Jane's breast, using one hand to keep her propped up and another to cup the neglected breast to bestow attention to both of the firm mounds. She continued for another minute, using her teeth gently just before letting the right breast slip from her lips, kissing her way to the left and starting all over again.
Jane continued to grip the sheets, soft moans forcing their way out of her as Maura licked, sucked, nibbled, and pinched her breasts with a tenderness she'd never felt before. Soft curls tickled her chest and she sent a silent prayer that the feelings Maura was causing would never end.
After lavishing the same amount of attention to both of Jane's breasts, Maura placed a kiss to the valley between them before beginning to pepper kisses down lower and lower until her nostrils picked up on a scent she'd spent hours attempting to imagine. When Maura placed an open mouthed kiss to each of her hipbones, Jane opened her eyes in time to look down and see Maura settling fully on her stomach between her legs.
"Maur," Jane breathed.
"Is this okay?" she asked, her hands massaging Jane's inner thighs gently.
"Y-yeah," Jane stammered, her arousal at levels she couldn't ever recall them being at before.
"Good," Maura said gently, kissing Jane's inner thigh. "I'll stop the minute you say so," she stated.
"In order for me to tell you to stop, you have to start," Jane chuckled.
Smiling, Maura dipped her head and made one long, firm swipe with her tongue from Jane's opening to her clit. She moaned at her first taste of the detective and felt a flash of desire run though her. A desire to bring Jane over the edge she was hesitant to step over, a desire to possess Jane as she had never been before, and a desire to lap at her wetness until there was nothing left for her to savor.
After her first swipe, Maura made a few more broad licks before closing her lips over a swollen clit and sucking gently.
Jane couldn't stop her hands from letting go of the sheets and shooting to Maura's head, weaving into golden curls as she felt a gently sucking on her bundle of nerves.
"Oh, God," she choked out, years of having to keep her pleasure silent still holding her back. "Maura," she said, still clearly trying to hold herself back.
"Trust me, Jane," Maura said, barely pulling her mouth away from Jane's mound to deliver the command before returning her lips to surround Jane's clit.
"I do—oh, shit," Jane ground out as she felt Maura slide a single finger inside of her and press upwards, hitting a sweet spot she'd never had a lover zone in on so quickly.
Maura's finger maintained a leisurely pace in and out, trying different speeds and angles until she found the movement that made Jane cry out just a bit louder and with a bit less inhibition than before. She continued to alternate between tracing patterns on and around Jane's clit and sucking the entire bundle into her mouth, slowly bringing Jane higher and higher.
When Maura added a second finger to her thrusts, Jane's back arched without her permission and she couldn't help the long "fuck" that she moaned out as Maura filled her even more.
Her inner walls began to clench around Maura's fingers and Maura's flash of desire passed through her again. She sped up her fingers, making sure to curve up as she pulled out to hit Jane's sweet spot, and sucked on Jane's clit with more vigor than before, desperate to send her love over the edge so few others had brought her over.
Jane felt herself reach the edge and recognized the fear creeping into her mind as she hovered over the edge.
You'll be out of control.
She'll see you at your most open and leave.
The pleasure isn't going to last.
This is too intimate.
She is so much more than you deserve.
"Jane," Maura cooed, her fingers still moving as she attempted to reassure Jane in a single word.
And with that word, Jane imploded.
You can give her the control.
She'll see you at your most open and love you even more.
The happiness will last.
This intimacy is welcome.
You deserve each other.
"Maura!" Jane called out, her back arching and pressing her tighter to Maura's face. Her hands gripped Maura's head tightly, the soft curls further reminding her who brought her this pleasure. Her thighs trembled as Maura slowed but didn't stop her thrusts and sucked her clit softer and softer until her lips were simply resting over the nub.
Just as Jane's back relaxed back onto the bed, Maura cured her fingers upward with a smile and was met with a sharp inhalation as Jane's back arched once again. Jane's hips began to rock with Maura's fingers subconsciously and both women knew another orgasm wasn't far off.
"You are so beautiful," Maura complimented, her fingers still moving in and out of Jane as she used her free hand to help propel her up so her face was level with Jane's. The detective's eyes were closed, her mouth open as moans and gasps slipped from her mouth and Maura felt her own arousal skyrocket at the sight.
"Maur," Jane gasped, feeling Maura's gaze on her. "Kiss me," she pleaded.
Doing as instructed, Maura captured Jane's parted lips in a bruising kiss and caught the pleasured sounds coming from the woman below her.
"Fuck!" Jane gasped, breaking away from Maura's lips when she felt the blonde's fingers shift so her thumb could brush her thumb.
"Come for me," Maura commanded. "Let me see you at your most beautiful, Jane."
"Keep talking," Jane begged, desperate for a second release.
"You feel so amazing," Maura smiled, watching Jane's face closely. "I love the way you feel and the way you taste and sound and smell and, oh God do I love the way you look. So beautiful. And I love you, Jane. And you're going to come again because of how much I love you."
Jane could only nod briefly before her second orgasm tore through her, powerful tremors wracking her thighs as she felt pleasure run through every vein in her body.
"Maura!" she called out again as her back arched and she and Maura's bodies pressed together. Her mind was only able to formulate that one word as it sought to remind her that it was Maura who was making her feel this way, Maura who she could trust, and Maura who she could love without inhibition.
Just as before, Maura slowed her fingers until Jane's thighs stopped shaking, slowly pulling them out but leaving her hand between Jane's thighs to cup her sensitive mound.
"Jane," Maura whispered, pressing a gentle kiss to Jane's forehead. "I love you so much. Thank you for trusting me enough to let go."
Jane nodded her head, acknowledging what Maura had said but unable to formulate words to respond.
Maura gently rolled off Jane, cognizant that Jane was breathing heavily and that relaxing atop of her would make her breathing labored. She immediately rolled onto her side, throwing an arm across Jane's midsection as she buried her head into the crook of a sweaty neck.
Jane found enough energy in her to wrap an arm around Maura's shoulders and hold her tight to her side as she gulped down air, eager for her body to recover so she could reciprocate.
"Maura," she finally managed to say.
"Mmm?" Maura asked, not wanting to remove herself from being tucked tightly against Jane's body, her lips pursed over Jane's pulse point so she could feel her heartbeat.
"Look at me," Jane said.
Reluctantly, Maura pulled her face from where it rested against Jane's neck and was greeted by Jane's face turned to face her, a content smile on her face.
"Hi," Maura whispered sheepishly.
"Hi," Jane repeated. "That was…Wow."
"Wow?" Maura asked, her dimples deepening as her smile widened.
"Very, very wow," Jane clarified before pressing languid kiss to Maura's smiling lips. "Two times in a row is quite impressive, Doctor Isles."
"Well, I always was an overachiever," Maura smiled as she returned her face to Jane's neck, inhaling deeply and committing every detail to memory.
"Thank God for that," Jane chucked as she felt her strength return and her fingers began to run through Maura's hair. "Gimme another minute to finish recovering and I'll reciprocate."
"Take your time," Maura murmured. "Studies show that cuddling post-coitus is a surefire way for couples to strengthen their bond."
"Well, then it's a good thing we're both pretty big cuddlers," Jane smiled.
Maura simply tightened her arm around Jane's midsection, pulling them impossibly closer.
Minutes passed as the two women remained in a tight embrace, Maura occasionally placing a kiss wherever her lips could reach and Jane doing the same. It wasn't until Jane's hand left Maura's hair and began to trace patterns on her back that Maura realized how much those simple touches from Jane quickly placed her arousal at the forefront of her mind.
To signal her readiness, she swung a leg over Jane's thighs and quickly straddled her, mimicking the position she had been in earlier.
"Looks like someone's ready," Jane smiled as she placed her hands on Maura's waist.
"Very ready," Maura confirmed, taking Jane's hands and bringing them up to rest on her breasts.
Taking the hint, Jane began to once again work over Maura's breasts, massaging, caressing, and pinching the sensitive flesh as Maura began to rock her hips steadily against Jane, seeking any sort of friction for her clit to begin pursuing her own orgasm.
As Jane's hands grew bolder on her chest, Maura's hips began to grind harder and faster against Jane, breathy moans and sighs escaping the blonde. But it wasn't going to be enough.
"Jane," Maura gasped, never stilling her hips.
"Anything you want, I'll do it," Jane promised, knowing that Maura would soon be asking her something and eager to give it to her.
"Inside of me," she requested. "Please, fuck me," she added.
Grinning at the swear coming from Maura, Jane let her left hand slide from Maura's breast and scraped her nails gently down a toned abdomen until she met warmth and slickness. Maura stopped her hips from moving and, placing a hand on Jane's chest to steady herself, raised herself up a few inches so Jane could slip her hand between them.
"What do I-"
"Home field advantage, remember?" Maura interrupted breathlessly, reminding Jane that their anatomies were similar and she had no reason to be nervous.
"Right," Jane said, moving her hand to cup Maura's entire mound, her palm resting against a swollen clit as her middle finger began to explore her folds.
"Please don't tease," Maura sighed as she felt a single finger running through her folds.
Taking one last calming breath, Jane plunged her middle finger into Maura and was met with a dreamy smile and a soft moan. Maura's reaction spurred her on and she began to move her finger in and out, making sure to press on Maura's clit with each movement.
"Do you want more?" Jane asked with a smile.
"Yes!" Maura gasped, instantly being filled even more as Jane added a second finger to her thrusts. "Oh, Jane," she moaned as she began to move her hips in time with Jane's thrusts, her body already dangerously close to the edge.
"What do you need, Maura?" Jane asked, her right hand leaving Maura's breast to cup her firm ass, using it to help guide and add power to Maura's movements against her fingers.
"Don't stop," Maura instructed as she moved both of her hands up to pinch at her nipples, her head tilting upwards as she worked with Jane to bring her to orgasm. "Please, just don't stop," she begged.
"Never," Jane promised. "I'll never stop doing this with you. Never stop making you moan and scream," Jane encouraged.
"Fuck!" Maura moaned, drawing the word out as she felt her extremities begin to tingle in the way they did before a particularly powerful climax. The type of climax she hadn't felt in far too long.
"Maura," Jane said, hoping to catch the attention of her girlfriend before she flew over the edge. "Maura, look at me," she instructed as she felt the blonde's movements grow more frantic and her moans grew more frequent.
Maura moved her head from being tilted up towards the ceiling to look down at Jane, her hazel eyes dark with lust as she danced precariously on the edge.
"I will never stop loving you," Jane stated, her eyes locking with Maura's.
Maura's eyes widened as Jane's words acted as the final push she needed to fall into pleasurable oblivion. Her whole body exploded in pleasure, her hips never stopping as she sought to milk as much from her orgasm as possible. And while the orgasm coursing through her was powerful and seemingly endless, she forced her eyes to stay open and connected with Jane's until she could do nothing but slump down against Jane's chest, breathing heavily.
"No," she mumbled when she felt Jane begin to slowly pull her fingers out of Maura. "Please stay inside," she continued, still breathless. "Just a lil' bit longer," she finished.
"As long as you want," Jane replied, using her free hand to sweep Maura's hair off to one side before running her fingertips in what she hoped was a soothing manner over a slightly sweaty back.
"Forever," Maura said as she nuzzled against Jane's chest.
"As much as I love the feeling, I'm not sure me keeping my fingers inside of you forever would be too pleasurable in the long run," Jane chuckled.
"Pointdexter."
Jane chuckled, leaning her head down to place a gentle kiss on the crown of Maura's head. When she felt Maura's breathing on her chest return to normal, she slowly slipped her fingers from Maura, who promptly rolled off Jane to once again snuggle at her side.
When she opened her eyes, she was greeted by the image of Jane's fingers sliding out of her mouth, a content smile on her face.
"If I had any energy left, I would take you again because that is sexy," Maura stated as she watched Jane lick her lips of Maura's come.
"Maybe next time I could taste it…directly," Jane said, slightly bashful at what she was alluding to.
"I wouldn't say no to that," Maura smiled as she once again closed her eyes and began to memorize the scents, sounds, and feeling of the moment.
"Do we have to go to work tomorrow?" Jane asked as she wrapped her arm around Maura's shoulders to keep her close.
"Unfortunately, yes," Maura replied as she began to trace patterns on Jane's stomach. "But tomorrow is Friday and, if I'm not mistaken, you aren't on call this weekend. Which means there is a potential 48 hour time frame ahead of us to do nothing but be together."
"I like the sound of that," Jane grinned.
Maura simply smiled and continued to draw on Jane's stomach, her finger making steady patterns that soon had Jane chuckling.
"Are you ticklish?" Maura asked, her hand stopping abruptly as she pulled her head away a few inches to look at Jane.
"Not really," Jane smiled. "But I just realized you weren't just drawing random patterns on me. You're writing something."
"And?" Maura asked.
"And I love you, too."
When Maura's alarm clock began to go off the next morning, Jane was quick to reach over to the bedside table and shut it off before growing any louder. She kept her eyes closed but smiled as she felt Maura still tucked tightly against her side, an arm draped across her midsection and a leg tangled with Jane's. They had spent nearly an hour trading languid kisses and whispering softly before drifting to sleep, never wanting to leave the sanctuary of the bed.
When Maura didn't stir from the alarm clock or Jane's movements, Jane opened her eyes and blinked a few times, smiling widely when Maura came into focus.
Her blonde hair was sprawled behind her on the pillow, giving Jane an uninterrupted view of her face. A soft smile played on Maura's lips and her features were relaxed in both sleep and bliss. As she continued to sleep, Jane gave herself permission to gaze unabashedly at the wonder that was her girlfriend.
"I wanna wake up like this every day of my life," Jane whispered softly. "And I don't really care if you ask me to marry you or I ask you or we both just kinda agree to get married because this is how I wanna spend the rest of my life," she murmured.
Maura sighed happily in her sleep, as though her subconscious understood what Jane was whispering to her. Jane chuckled softly at Maura and pressed her lips to the crown of Maura's head.
"Maura," Jane said gently, using her fingertips to rake gently up and down Maura's skin. "Maura, it's time to get up," she continued. When Maura didn't stir, Jane moved her lips as close to Maura's ear as she could. "If you don't get up, I'll go get Jo and she can help me wake you up with doggie kisses."
"I prefer human kisses," Maura murmured, not moving from her position.
"Well, you could have human kisses if you woke up," Jane chuckled.
"I'm awake," Maura stated.
"Well, you're kinda burrowed against my neck so I can't kiss you," Jane smiled. "Which means I'm gonna have to go get Jo," she sighed dramatically as she made a move to roll from Maura's embrace.
"No," Maura instructed, her grip on Jane tightening. "I'm up and ready for a kiss," she said as she pulled her head away from Jane's neck, opening her eyes as she did so. "Good morning," she smiled as she caught Jane already staring at her.
"Yes, it is a very good morning," Jane smirked before pressing a gentle kiss to Maura's lips. "You are very adorable when you're sleeping," she noted. "You looked so happy and I didn't really wanna wake you up."
"You make me so happy," Maura complimented. "It's a new type of happiness that I think I could get used to."
"What do you mean a new type of happiness?"
"In other relationships, the happiness I felt was sudden and all consuming. It was a happiness I somehow knew would never last," Maura explained. "You know the feeling when you lean back too far in your chair at headquarters and you feel like you're about to fall backwards?"
"Yeah, and I have a mini heart attack every time," Jane laughed.
"Well, that mini heart attack is what my other happiness has felt like. I knew it would never last and I was in that constant state of anxiety as I waited to fall to the floor. But with you, I'm not terrified that this is going to end or that I'm about to fall to the floor. It's so refreshing and lovely."
"I love you," was all Jane could say.
"I love you, too," Maura smiled as she pressed a soft, lingering kiss to Jane's lips. "But we should get up. TJ is still with your mother so I was thinking of making chocolate chip pancakes for breakfast."
"For me or for my nephew?" Jane grinned.
"Both of you," Maura smiled as she sat up, the deep purple sheet they had covered themselves with falling to her waist as she stretched.
"You have 7 nanoseconds to cover yourself up before I pounce," Jane nearly growled as she took in Maura's bare chest.
Laughing, Maura slipped from her bed and walked towards the en-suite bathroom, her bare body on full display for the detective until she closed the door and turned the shower on.
Shaking her head, Jane rolled from the bed and went to Maura's dresser where she kept several of her clothes. She slid into a pair of basketball shorts and a t-shirt because, even though the distance to the guest bathroom was short, running into a wandering TJ or Angela while naked was not the way she wanted to start her day. Once in clothing, she made her way towards the guest bathroom with a permanent smile on her face.
Both women showered and performed their morning rituals without incident but when Jane walked back into Maura's room wearing nothing but a towel, Maura immediately stopped buttoning her blouse and looked up at the brunette.
"Maura," Jane warned as she saw the hungry way Maura's eyes ran over Jane's barely covered body.
"You stay on that side of the room," Maura instructed. "At least until you're clothed because if you come any closer, I won't be eating pancakes for breakfast and you will certainly have to shower again."
Jane smirked and, deciding to press her luck, took a step towards the other side of the room where Maura stood.
"Do not make me use your full name," Maura stated as she watched Jane take yet another step closer.
"I just need to get to the closet," Jane smiled as she gestured to the large closet. "My work clothes are hanging up in there, remember?"
"Sure," Maura said skeptically, certain that Jane was trying to torture her.
"You once said that I'd need to wear a blindfold once we had sex because I'd be undressing you with my mind anytime I saw you after that but it looks like you need the blindfold more than me," Jane chuckled as she slid past Maura, making sure to brush their bodies together.
Maura quickly grabbed Jane's hand and tugged, bringing their bodies crashing together as she attacked Jane's lips in a fierce kiss.
"I'd be okay with a blindfold," Maura breathed when she pulled away. "But for now I am going to go to the kitchen and you are only to join me when you are fully dressed."
"Yes, ma'am," Jane replied with a mock salute, causing Maura to laugh as she went down the stairs into her kitchen, TJ greeting her loudly enough for Jane to hear from the bedroom.
So, there ya have it! The latest chapter! This fic is really just becoming a big ol' fluff ball but I still wanted to allude to the things that happened to them on the game show and past conversations they've had in this fic. That's why I brought in the idea of having the young photographer take their photos and such.
I know some of ya'll were hoping for some hot smutty sex and that might happen in the future chapters (I mean, Maura did say she'd wear a blindfold.) But, and this could be just me, I feel like Jane and Maura's first time could really be intimate and sensual, ya know?
Love to hear your thoughts