Prompt: Maura talks a flustered Jane through their first time.
"Uh, Maur…" Jane stammered, her breathing heavy. She rested her hand on the blonde's bare lower stomach and continued, "I've never… uh…" The blonde smiled knowingly. "Maura, I've never slept with a woman before."
The medical examiner kissed Jane and simply responded with: "It's okay." Maura swallowed hard, her arousal coursing through her. "Jane, it's okay. Really." Jane worried her lip and gazed over her girlfriend's naked body, save for a pair of lacy panties. It was perfect. She had curves in all the right places and her skin was so soft. Jane looked down at her own body, suddenly feeling self-conscious about her own semi-nakedness.
"What if I don't— what if I can't, you know," exasperated, she ran her fingers through her dark curls. "What if I can't please you?" Maura looked up into Jane's brown eyes that appeared black with arousal and worry.
She took the detective's hand and placed it over her heart. "Do you feel that, Jane?" Jane pressed her fingertips harder onto the blonde's skin. "Do you feel my heart racing? It's because of you. What you do to me." The brunette noticed Maura's eyes darken considerably and Maura took Jane's hand again and ran it down over her breasts and over hardened nipples. The blonde exhaled a soft moan as Jane ran her fingers over her chest and rolled her nipples between her thumb and forefinger.
"Is that— uh, is that okay?" Jane asked, still unsure.
"Harder, Jane." Maura begged and was delighted when Jane tweaked one nipple with her fingers and took another one in her mouth, sucking and biting slightly. The medical examiner's hand found purchase in Jane's unruly locks and urged her to continue. Maura involuntarily lifted her hips and groaned out Jane's name.
Hearing her name tumbling out of her girlfriend's mouth like that set a fire deep within the brunette's stomach. She released the blonde's nipple with a resounding pop and ran her hands over her stomach, down her hips and up her legs. Maura removed her panties and wantonly spread her legs, giving Jane full access to where she wanted her to be. Jane's hand stopped high up on Maura's thigh and the blonde took Jane's wrist and guided her to her center. Maura moved the detective's fingers over the length of her slit, shuttering when she reached the sensitive bundle of nerves at the top. The brunette gasped when wetness instantly coated her fingers.
"Touch me, Jane." Jane added a bit more pressure as she ran the length of Maura's dripping wet sex again. Cautiously, she slid two fingers easily into her girlfriend and Maura's hips rose. "Oh, god, Jane." The brunette halted her movements, worried that she had hurt her, but continued when the blonde shook her head and rocked her hips forward. "More, please. Harder." Jane's fingers moved in time with Maura's hips— feeling her stretch around her. Maura palmed her own breasts and screamed when Jane added another finger and picked up the pace. "Fuuuuck, Jane" she moaned Maura's one hand reaching down to circle her own clit.
Jane quickly moved the blonde's hand away. "I want to do it. I want to be the one to make you come," she rasped still pumping her fingers in and out. She took her other hand and ran quick, tight circles around the bundle of nerves and Maura's breathing came out in punctuated gasps.
"Fuck me, Jane; I am so close." Hearing Maura swear spurred Jane on and she continued moving inside of her and rubbing her clit until Maura arched her back and she felt the blonde's walls crash around her. She slowly seized her movements until the blonde stopped shaking. As she pulled out, Jane came up and kissed the medical examiner, whose legs still shook with remnants of her orgasm.
"Was that? Uh, was that okay?" asked the brunette, burying her head into the blonde's neck.
"That… That was more than okay."