A/N: Wow. 40 days? Sorry. Not gonna give excuses, cause there's just too much shit going on to explain.

Anyway, this chapter just kind of ran away with itself... so not how I planned. But hey, ho, I decided to roll with it. Takes a little while to get to the really good bit (if you know what I mean), and umm, yeah, here it is.


"Lay on the bed, Jane, on your back, arms up and legs spread."

She watched Jane carefully, observing her reactions. Throwing a pleased smile towards the detective once she'd followed her instructions, Maura turned on her heels, walking towards the wall. Stopping abruptly, she fingered through the items hanging there, making sure to avoid the metal chains, and instead focused on the soft rope that was looped around two hooks.

Jane lay on the bed, breathing heavily, anticipating what was to come. She followed Maura with her eyes, everything the blonde came into contact with, seemed to have a direct link to Jane's skin. Dark eyes watched as pale fingers skimmed the floggers, whips and rope, though it felt as though those fingers were skimming her legs, stomach and face. She craved the touch of the smaller woman.

The doctor took the rope in her hands and walked towards the bed, keeping intense eye contact with her lover. She smirked briefly when she watched Jane shift her hips, her legs almost closing before the good detective remembered her orders. Legs spread. Using this to her advantage, Maura made sure to take her time in un-looping the rope; seductively letting it loosen in her grip, flow through her hands. It was then that Jane realised there was more than one rope. There were four.

She bent over somewhat and took Jane's right arm in her hands, running them from her shoulder to her fingers in a conflicting caress that screamed of love but with a hint of a promise of what was to come. Jane shivered and relaxed against the feel of Maura's soft hands, then let out a gasp when she felt the rope being wrapped around her wrist three times before being threaded through the top corner bed hook and being tied securely.

Her eyes shut sharply, her throat suddenly dry and her heartbeat speeding up significantly. She felt herself start to panic slightly, but was calmed immediately when her all-knowing girlfriend kissed her soundly on the mouth. It was soft. Caring. Relaxing. She felt the powers that are Maura's kisses chase away the fear.

They broke apart mutually when Jane's body was no longer tense in fear. The blonde held her eyes but Jane wasn't sure whether it was to see if she was ok, or to reassure her that she was going to be ok. She didn't mind either way, and nodded softly to the woman hovering over her.

The dominant woman straightened, before climbing on the bed and settling herself on Jane's lap. With knees either side of tanned hips, Maura lent forward, taking Jane's left wrist and tying it in much the same way as the previous. Jane tensed again.

"Jane, remember your words. If this is too much, you have to tell me."

Jane closed her eyes and squinted, trying to rid her mind of the images it was conjuring up. Hoyt. Over her. With her hands restrained. Not being able to move. Pain.

"Jane?"

Scapels. Blood. Fear.

"Jane?!"

The detective opened her eyes. They were cloudy, unfocused. The image of a smug Hoyt slowly faded into a concerned Maura. Her heartbeat slowed somewhat and the breath she didn't know she was holding was released. She felt Maura shift, her hands going to the rope starting to untie her.

"No. Maura, don't." Her voice sounded hoarse, even to her own ears. She coughed to clear it and tried again. "Maura, I want this. I'm ok now." She tried to sound reassuring but she, herself, could hear the tremble in her voice.

"Jane..." Maura sighed, all remanence of dominance leaving her body with the breath. She succeeded in freeing the brunette's arms, and shifted slightly down her body whilst pulling her girlfriend up by her arms. Comfortably straddling Jane's lap, Maura rested her arms around the Italian's neck, pressing her lips to the inviting ones below her in a long loving kiss. "It's ok, Jane. It's a lot to take in, and we haven't really discussed your limits yet anyway."

Jane looked down, not able to meet Maura's eyes, feeling somewhat embarrassed, disappointed and a lot like a failure. She thought she was into it. Hell, she's already been tied up by Maura, so why was this any different?

"I... I wanna do it Maur, I promise." She looked up to catch Maura's eyes.

For her part, Maura was shocked and somewhat thrown off by the tone in Jane's voice. She sounded apologetic, almost desperate. "I hate the way you sound right now." Not one to beat around the bush, the blonde voiced her opinions.

"Wha..."

"Just now. You sounded like you only want to do this for me. Like you have to apologise to me for not being able to follow through." She paused, watching Jane take in her words. Her suspicions were confirmed when Jane, once again, lowered her head. The doctor used her finger to hook under the detective's chin and tilt her face upwards. "I want to do this. But not if you don't. You have to understand that, Jane. This will never work if you're uncomfortable."

The tanned woman gripped tighter onto Maura's hips as she moved off of her lap to sit in front of her. They were both silent for a few moments, both thinking about what had just transpired and what they were going to do next.

"So, I was thinking... We should go on a mini-vacation."

"Umm, ok. Where did that come from?" Jane questioned, trying to wrap her head around the change in conversation.

"Well, we have all this free time, and we never get free time. So... We should make use of it. What do you say?"

It took a while for her to think it over, but once she came to the conclusion that un-interupted time with her amazingly hot girlfriend was just what she craved, she agreed. The hard part came next. Deciding on where to go.


After a semi-heated discussion, the two decided to scrap the 'mini-vacation' idea, and go full out. Maura wasted no time in booking flights to the Bahamas for a week, securing a hotel room - which was rather like a whole apartment - and packing enough clothes and bathing suits to last them a month.

They landed just 36 hours after they booked the flights and wasted no time in heading straight for relaxation at the beach. Whilst they both felt the jet-lag starting to make its presence known, they chose to plough on and make the most of their first day on the sunny island.

Walking into the bedroom of their suite, Jane halted her steps, mouth agape slightly as she took in the sight of a semi-naked Maura.

"Hey, you ready to go?" The blonde asked when she caught sight of her girlfriend ogling her from behind.

Jane snapped out of her drooling session, quickly realising that this little 'outfit' Maura had donned was not exclusively for her eyes only. "Oh, no. No, not a chance." She pointed her finger up and down Maura's body, jealousy shining bright through her eyes. "Maura, there's gonna be other people at the beach, you know that right?" Incredulity lacing her voice.

"Of course, Jane. But it's the Bahamas, everyone's wearing a bikini, no one will even notice me, it's no big deal." Internally, she was jumping for joy. She'd expected no less of a reaction from her girlfriend, in fact, she'd purchased the tiny bikini for this exact moment - well and the drooling she was sure to get from the detective throughout the rest of the afternoon.

"No big deal? Are you frickin' kidding me?! Why don't you wear the dark blue one?" Maura knew what Jane was getting at. The current bikini was white, and though the material was of a high standard, it was likely to become somewhat see-through once soaked with water. "These," Jane walked to Maura, softly running both her hands over both encased breasts, "are mine. I don't like sharing at the best of times Maura, these... hell no." She made her point with a squeeze to each mound.

Maura's eyes darkened. She smiled briefly, happy that they could still have this. She was worried that when she presented Jane with her true sexual hunger, it would take away from Jane, the freedom to touch her in such a way.

Taking a hold of tanned wrists, Maura lifted them from her body, placing them back at the detectives' sides, using the opportunity to peruse her gaze over the long lithe figure in front of her. Jane had a dark purple bikini on - pretty standard, no patterns, completely Jane. It did afford her the luxury of seeing the soft, smooth skin that she loved so much. Today was going to be torturous for all.


Knowing she wouldn't win, yet again, Jane relented, and they made the short trip from the hotel to the beach, throwing sheer cover-ups on for the trip. As soon as the cover-ups came off, Jane seemed to slip back into the role of 'protector', much the same as their roles back home, at work. Making sure to scan brown eyes over any passers by, giving them death glares if they seemed to stare or their gazes seemed to linger just a little while longer than necessary.

Of course, had she been watching Maura, she'd have noticed the blonde doing the same to any others that would be just a little too appreciative of her Italian's body. They tanned for a while, talking about everything and nothing, laughing and joking without a care in the world. It was bliss.

"Come on. Let's get wet." The innuendo wasn't lost on Jane, as she smirked at her girlfriend's choice of words, following the shorter woman into the water until they were submerged at waist height.

"God, Maura, you're so beautiful..." It was almost a whisper. She wasn't even sure if she meant to say it aloud or not, but she couldn't hold back when she watched blonde hair become a few shades darker as Maura bent backwards, wetting her hair in the salty water, coming back up in a way so sensual, shampoo commercial models would be jealous.

Feeling heat rush through her body, Jane could do nothing but bite her lip and pull the doctor flush against her. They both let out tiny moans, inaudible against the sounds of the waves around them. Their lips met almost instantaneously, needing to feel the other so desperately. It was neither hurried nor slow - it was just them, being together.

However, it didn't take long for the kiss to be deepened - by Maura, of course. This seemed to be the action that was the metaphorical switch. It was time for Jane to be submissive. Covered by the water, the smaller woman let her hands roam freely across the lower anatomy of the taller woman - lower back, hips, bikini line, the backs of thighs, moving around the front, getting dangerously close to the apex of Jane's thighs.

In the back of her mind, the detective knew she should put the brakes on, temporarily at least, until they were back in the safety of their hotel suite. But, God, it felt so good. Maura knew how to play her body like a finely tuned instrument. She was hitting all the right places to make Jane's need grow immeasurably, scratching her nails from the middle of the back of her thighs, up to the bottom of her ass, making her squirm in anticipation.

Their breaths were coming hot and fast now, and Maura knew exactly what she wanted - she just hoped her love wouldn't put a stop to it.

As soon as she felt a womanly hand cup her sex, Jane's eyes flew open, half in pleasure, half in surprise and maybe a little fear. They were in public, they were on a frickin' beach for crying out loud. They couldn't do this here. She couldn't do this here. She tensed, her hands finding Maura's lightly pulling them away.

"Shhh, Jane. Just let it happen." Maura whispered seductively before biting on Jane's earlobe and placing a kiss just behind it. Small open mouthed kisses were scattered down her neck, as she rolled her head to the side to accommodate them.

A loud laugh from a boisterous gentleman on the beach sprung her out of her pleasure. "No, Maura. God, everyone can see."

"No, they see to women in love in the Bahamas having some quiet time in the water. You'll just have to be quiet." She made eye contact with Jane, knowing she hadn't won her over just yet, she pulled out her most dominating look at added, "You'll have to hide your face in my neck. This. Is. Happening." She punctuated each last word with harder rubs to the detectives' covered sex.

Not in the headspace to deny her lover anything, Jane accepted without another word. She was so turned on. She looked down and noticed that Maura's soaked bikini top had lived up to her suspicions and become slightly see-through, allowing her to see perfectly erected nipples straining against their restraint. Licking her lips, she brought her hands up to toy with the buds, only to be stopped almost as quick as she'd started.

She met Maura's gaze, wishing she hadn't. She was sure this is the look she would become accustomed to for the moment before she was punished.

"No touching unless I say. Keep your hands on my biceps." For the sake of everyone around them, Maura wanted in to look somewhat natural, if both their hands were under the water for so long, she worried someone may click on.

Jane placed her hands in their instructed places, and squeezed when Maura finally dipped her hand in the front of her bikini bottoms, using her index and ring finger to spread open the darker woman's sex, whilst her middle finger lightly ran the length. Though submerged in water, she immediately felt the different wetness meet her fingertips. She used her finger to dip slightly into Jane's opening, then running back up, collecting her juices and circling a throbbing clit.

"Ooooh, oh God..."

"Shh, Jane. We don't want anyone knowing what a dirty little girl you are now do we?" Her words were met with a rush of new fluid. It encouraged her slightly as she'd, so far in their relationship, shied away from too much dirty talk, not sure how it would be met, and also aware of her penchant to be a little 'wordy'.

The detective relented, burying her face in the smaller woman's neck, whilst her hips started to gyrate against the hand that was between her legs. "Please, Maura." She didn't even know what she was begging for, the words apparently being the only thing she could say.

"What Jane? Tell me what you want."

"Oh... hmmm," Maura sped up her actions, bringing her other fingers to join in her actions, adding more pressure and friction to Jane's clit, using the index and ring finger to rub the sides of the bundle of nerves, whilst her middle finger ran itself directly over it. She started moving in a circular motion, loving the hitch in her girlfriend's breathing, knowing she was close. She changed direction, and smirked when she heard the detective whimper into her neck.

"Use your words, Jane. Tell me what you want." She increased the pressure on the swollen bud, knowing her request wasn't likely to be answered, and being ok with it. "You want me to keep doing this?" The blonde changed direction once again. Jane nodded. "Or do you want me to do this?" She brought her thumb into action, pinching the exposed clit as best she could given their positioning. Jane's hips jerked suddenly, causing their own little mini-wave.

"Maura..."

"Or this?" She quickly plunged two fingers deep into the taller woman, not giving her time to adjust, starting a quick rhythm for her thrusting and bringing her thumb to rub at the now engorged nerves.

"OHH! That, that! Do that!" She begged, using Maura's collarbone to clamp her teeth onto to keep from screaming. The things this woman could do to her. With her eyes closed and Maura surrounding her completely, she felt like she was transported to a place where only the two of them existed. She never wanted to leave.

"God, that feels so good Maura!" Maura smiled and kissed the side of Jane's face as she sped up her actions as fast as she could. Being in such an open area, she wasn't aiming for the teasingly slow sex that would build up to an earth-shattering climax. No. She was aiming for a quick fuck that would give an equally earth-shattering climax. Slow was for later. Right now, she just needed to feel the familiar sensations of Jane's walls pulsing around her fingers and they try and suck her in further. Needed to feel the copious amount of juices that would flow around her digits whilst she brought her love down.

Within seconds, she got her wish. Jane held her breath, too afraid to do anything more in fear of screaming out her release. Her teeth tightened on the pale skin, pricking it with their sharpness and drawing the tiniest droplets of blood. Her legs threatened to give out on her, and if not for the hold she had on Maura's biceps, she was sure she would have let the water take her away whilst she floated in this heavenly orgasmic bliss.

Finally feeling the tingles start to dissipate, she let out her breath, only to draw it back in just as quick, as she tried to re-fill her lungs with much needed oxygen. She twitched for a few more seconds before she felt Maura slide her fingers from her depths, wincing sightly at the empty feeling when they were freed.

The blonde wrapped her arms around the strong woman, feeling her muscles tremble in the wake of her orgasm. She smiled happily before checking her surroundings to see if they'd been noticed. They hadn't. They stayed in the water for a few more minutes, giving each other time to right themselves before making their way back to the white sandy beach, only to collect their things and head back to the hotel for the second round of what was likely to be a long night that neither would be forgetting in a hurry.


A/N: Hope this reads ok, I've literally just written it, so any mistakes, I'm sorry.

Anyhow, next chapter might see the girls visiting a sex shop in the Bahamas...

Until next time...