A/N: Love all the feedback. Thank you all so much. Let's heat things up a little, yea? ;-)
Jane's doorbell rang as she sat on her sofa, lost in her thoughts. She glanced at the clock on her wall, beer in hand, before walking to answer the door. She wasn't expecting Maura yet, as she herself had only just arrived home and she knew Maura was meeting up with Kate after work. She was therefore surprised to find Maura standing there with a huge smile when she swung the door open.
"So, Kate was completely shocked that you and were not a couple," Maura said casually as she walked past Jane who was holding the door open.
"Ah, Maura?" Jane enquired, wondering what she was doing there so early.
"Well, not when we first saw her anyway," Maura elaborated.
"That was the quickest 'catch up' ever," Jane replied as she closed the door and followed Maura into the kitchen. "Not that I'm complaining," she added with a twinkle in her eye.
"Well, when I explained to her our; as in yours and mine; relationship, she insisted that we catch up properly another time," Maura explained, pouring herself a glass of wine.
"And what exactly did you explain to her," Jane asked mischievously, before finishing her beer and placing the empty bottle on the bench.
Maura turned her focus away from the wine and rested against the bench, watching Jane confidently stroll towards her. She was still dressed in her work clothes, minus button up top and jacket. Her tight fit singlet accentuating her impeccable breasts, her smart, black trousers sitting low on her hips, showing the slightest bit of flesh between the two articles of clothing. She was a picture of confidence with her cocky smirk and slow swagger.
"My god you are sexy," Maura whispered, her breathe catching in her throat.
"Really?" Jane questioned with a raised eyebrow. "You told her I was sexy?" she replied, stopping in front of her.
Lost in her gaze, Maura simply shook her head, her eyes slowly running the length of Jane's body, from her lips, past her neck, over the swell of her breasts and down to those magnificent abdominal muscles that she had long been eager to run her hands over.
"No?" Jane asked, teasingly, raising her eyebrows as Maura's eyes finally found their way back to her own.
Maura tilted her head, biting her bottom lip, "I didn't have to."
Maura wrapped her arms around Jane's neck, her hands automatically caressing her beautiful locks. Their eyes remained locked as Jane's hands fell onto Maura's hips.
"I can kiss you now," Maura whispered, her eyes roaming Jane's face
"Please do," Jane replied as her eyes glanced down at those kissable lips.
Without hesitation, Maura leant up while pulling Jane's head down and kissed the lips she had long dreamt about. What began as a gentle exploration of mouths, where quiet gasps and moans filled the air and hands hesitantly caressed soft skin, quickly became urgent as the years of pent up attraction and sexual frustration became too much to control.
Unable to ignore the desire to be as close to Maura as possible, Jane dipped her body low, wrapping her arms tighter around the beautiful woman, deepening the kiss and forcing Maura onto her toes. Loud groans of pleasure escaped when their breasts pressed together, nipples hardening instantaneously at the contact. Maura's carefully manicured hands clasping onto fistfuls of hair, unable to get enough of Jane.
The flick of Maura's tongue across Jane's lips, seeking entrance which was quickly granted, sent a throb of excruciating pleasure straight to Jane's core. She moved her hands lower, capturing Maura's gluteus in both hands as Maura's leg instinctually wrapped itself around her waist. She lifted Maura up onto the bench, both legs now wrapping around her, and pulled their bodies closer… tighter.
Jane's hands fanatically untucked Maura's top and found smooth skin. Hands roaming across her back and stomach, as Maura found the front of Jane's top, gripping it, pulling her closer still. Hands continued to roam feverishly as they finally broke for air.
"Wholly crap," Jane cursed, trying to catch her breath as she leant her forehead against Maura's, their eyes closed attempting to slow things down a little.
"Language," Maura replied breathlessly.
Jane chuckled slightly, "That was…" she breathed, unable to find a word to describe just how amazing that was.
"Hot?" Maura replied sitting back to look at Jane with a grin.
"Yes," Jane replied, followed by a sexy chuckle. "Are you channelling Giovanii?"
They held onto each other as if their lives depended on it, trying to regain their composure and catch their breaths. Their eyes held, gazing at one another, silent pleas and promises being made, and the intensity of the moment was not lost on either of them.
"Maura," Jane whispered, bringing her hand up to caress the side of her face. "Before we… I mean, I haven't really told you… But… I just…" Jane stuttered, before sighing in frustration. "God. Real smooth, Rizzoli," she said to herself, looking down, frustrated at her inability to say what she wanted to say.
"Jane?" Maura replied with a smile, clasping Jane's chin and lifting her face so she could look her in the eyes. "I love you too, Jane," she finished, glancing at her lips as she ran her thumb tenderly across them.
Jane smiled in response, loving the way Maura knew what she was trying to say. "I love the way you look at me," Jane whispered, tucking her hair away from her face. "No one's ever looked at me the way you do."
"No one has ever loved you the way I do," Maura replied, sitting forward to capture her lips again, pouring all the love she could into the kiss.
The kiss turned into a nuzzle, cheeks brushing together, before Janes lips found their way to Maura's neck, leaving a trail of wet kisses in their wake.
"I wanted to do this right," Jane said, kissing her way down to her collarbone as her hands began to unbutton her blouse. "I was going to shower, and… make you dinner… light some candles."
"It's never felt so right," Maura replied, closing her eyes and tilting her head back, enjoying the small kisses Jane was placing across her chest. "But if you like, we can shower together?"
Jane stopped her ministrations and stood back to look at Maura. With her blouse unbuttoned and untucked, red lace bra perfectly encompassing her glorious breasts, untamed hair hanging loosely around her face and those eyes burning right into her soul, how could she deny this woman anything?
"Okay," Jane finally responded, moving in for one last kiss before grasping Maura's hands in her own and pulling her down from the bench, leading the way to the bathroom.
