I received this review from a guest that I would actually like to address...not that this person will likely ever see what I'm about to tell him/her:
Guest: hmmm I'm not sure I like Jane being lured into infidelity by a grown married woman no matter what the reasons behind it. I love rizzles, dont get me wrong, but not like this. I esp don't like maura's teasing ways knowinhonks Jane feels for her. It's like she's taking advantage on Jane's vulnerability. So, this is the end road for me, sorry.

It saddens me greatly to see you go and that you feel you can't stick around to see how this story unfolds. From my point of view as writer of this story, I can tell you Maura isn't teasing Jane to take advantage of how she feels. While Maura clearly does know how Jane feels, it's important to also know that Maura does feel the same exact way, but is terrified to voice just how deep her feelings run. Jane is 19. She loves openly and readily, hard and fast. When I was 19, I loved the same way. Maura, however, is 35 and married with two kids. As you previously learned, Maura had only ever thought herself to be in love once before when she was 17 and about to return to the States to attend university. She is absolutely terrified to admit to herself that she has fallen in love with a woman nearly half her age because what happens with Christophe? How will her children handle the change? While I am certainly no expert in the realm of torrid affairs (or any other type of affair), I feel that I have learned enough about the dynamics of interpersonal communication through real life, academia, and yes, even film and television, to try and convey how this type of affair might unfold. Again, I'm sorry that I'm losing your readership and that you felt you couldn't trust enough in my madness to let elements of this story unfold slowly. I can't give away all of my secrets at once. You'd get bored with me.

Um anyway...now that that awkwardness is out of the way - Happy belated Valentine's Day. Hope you read this steamy one with no one around.


Maura nearly dislocated Jane's shoulder pulling her so hard and quickly into her bedroom. Closing the door, she pushed Jane hard up against the wood, pressing her toned body against the young brunette.

Dark eyes widened in surprise. "Maura!" she exclaimed softly.

All day Maura had wanted to shove Jane against a wall and just take her. Seeing Jane interact so tenderly and sweetly with her children made a fire burn between her legs, and she didn't even know why. She didn't even know something like that even turned her on, but lo and behold in that aquarium, Maura found herself getting hotter and hotter watching the young brunette.

The four of them had stayed at the aquarium past the start of the children's nap time, so Ethan and Samantha began to crash a little earlier than normal that evening, finally leaving Maura alone with her young lover.

The honey blonde pressed her lips against Jane's ear, murmuring, "Do you remember what I told you while we were standing at the shark and ray touch tank?"

"Yes," Jane gasped as Maura's fingertips dug into her hips. "You can't say stuff like that to me in public, Maura!"

"No one heard me, Jane."

"But it embarrassed me! Plus it took me 15 minutes to start thinking normally again."

Maura nipped Jane's earlobe. "Mm, but tell me you weren't turned on at the thought of me ravishing you tonight."

"God, Maura," Jane moaned, purposefully not answering the other woman's question. "You're like a damn sex machine."

"Hardly," Maura replied. "But I can tell you that one really wonderful aspect about sex with women is you can last longer and perform more often."

"You just like sex, don't you?"

"While I do enjoy sex tremendously, I also cannot help my physical attraction to you, Jane," Maura defended. "I become so aroused just thinking about you sometimes. By the time we arrived home this afternoon, I had to change my underwear I was so turned on."

"All because you were thinking about tonight?"

"You drive me crazy," Maura mumbled, each word punctuated by a kiss down Jane's neck to her collarbone. "I want you more than I've ever wanted anyone."

Jane tilted her neck to the side, allowing the older woman better access to her neck and shoulder. Her left hand fumbled for the doorknob, finally finding it and twisting the center to lock it.


By the time the two lovers made it to Maura's bed, they were both wearing nothing but panties. Maura had pulled off all of Jane's clothes right against the bedroom door, flinging her bra who knows where and gently capturing a hardened nipple between her teeth. Jane had whimpered in both pleasure and pain at her older lover's rough attention to her breasts.

Jane climbed backwards onto the bed, toward the middle, and the honey blonde crawled onto all fours on top of her, grinning.

Honey blonde curls hung around Maura's face and she lifted her left hand to pull her long hair to one side. She bent her head down and kissed from Jane's collarbone all the way up to her ear. "You are so gorgeous, Jane. Intelligent. Kind."

"You are too, you know," Jane replied softly, pulling away from Maura's mouth to look her in the eyes. "You do know that, don't you?"

Maura dropped her knees to the bed on each side of Jane's hips and sat back on Jane's upper thighs, her bottom lip clenched loosely between her teeth.

Jane rubbed Maura's upper thighs, trying to make the woman meet her gaze. "You already know you're intelligent, you told me so today. But you are also beautiful, gentle, sweet...you're the most incredible woman I've ever known, and I feel honored that you even want to be with me, Maura."

Tears sprang to Maura's eyes as she took in the sincerity of Jane's voice and words. "I'm starting to think I'm the lucky one. When you say things like that, I," Maura suddenly paused and looked away.

Furrowing her brow, the young brunette looked curiously up at her lover and waited for her to continue.

Instead of speaking though, Maura shifted off Jane's lap and laid in the bed beside her. Looking into her lover's eyes, she slowly leaned forward and kissed Jane softly, taking time to enjoy the taste of Jane's lips.

"Finish what you were saying," Jane said quietly.

Maura bit her lip, shaking her head before replying. "I don't want to have sex right now."

Jane's face fell at her lover's words. "Ooookay, then why-"

The honey blonde's words were a whisper. "Make love to me, Jane." She grabbed Jane's left hand and placed it gently on her breast. "I want you to make love to me."


It was a first for Jane, though, taking time to appreciate a lover. Every time before in her young life had been about release, or an act of gratification. Never had it been about an emotional connection with another human being.

"You are so stunning," Jane whispered against Maura's neck. "How could anyone not want you?" Slowly she began to move her palm against Maura's breast, feeling the older woman's nipple harden against it. Spreading her fingers, she flattened her palm and dragged it back and forth over the hardened tip.

Maura arched her chest against Jane's hand, her eyes fluttering shut at the tingling sensation Jane's hand against her nipple caused between her legs.

Oh so slowly Jane slid her hand down into the valley between Maura's breasts, trailing her fingers lightly until she reached the older woman's other nipple. She gently ran her thumb over the light pink brown flesh, causing it to tighten. As she moved her hand and fingers, teasing the blonde, she lifted her head to intently watch her own movements. Seeing Maura's body react to her touch was engrossing and she took pride in the fact that she was able to cause such actions in someone else's body. "Perfect," Jane whispered in awe. "You're perfect."

Already Maura could feel the wet warmth between her thighs and she closed them, shifting, trying to find friction that would ultimately lead her toward release. The breath she released was shuddered and finally she opened her eyes, looking to Jane, whose face was now above hers, looking at her breasts.

When the older woman pressed her legs together, Jane smirked to herself, and despite the nervous knotting she still got in her stomach, she skimmed her fingers back down in between Maura's breasts and slowly moved them toward her lover's navel. Tracing around it once, Jane then continued along a central path to the place Maura clearly wanted her touch most. The honey blonde's stomach trembled underneath her fingers.

Immediately parting her legs, Maura then bent her knees to place her feet flat on the bed and lifted her hips, silently begging for her young lover's touch. She lifted her arm, which was circled underneath Jane's torso, and placed her hand on Jane's lower back, fingertips pressing themselves lightly into the taut flesh.

Jane then looked up and met her lover's gaze as her fingers slid hesitantly down to their final destination. She swallowed hard as she met Maura's half-open, lustful eyes. As she began to draw slow circles over the bundle of nerves, Maura sucked in her breath and bit her lip, fighting back a smile.

"I love the way you touch me," Maura said softly.

Slipping her middle finger down between soaked folds, Jane replied, "Mmm, and what way is that?"

Maura admitted, "You touch me-ah," before moaning softly as the brunette dipped a finger down to tease her entrance. "As if I am the only thing that matters to you."

"Good," Jane said as she dipped her head to press her lips against Maura's, quickly capturing the woman's bottom lip gently between her teeth. She then broke their kiss and murmured, "That's how you deserve to feel." Stopping her hand, Jane pulled back and Maura's eyes opened. Suddenly the brunette smirked and scooted herself further down along Maura's body, her lips closing around the woman's hardened nipple. Two long, slim fingers then slipped inside tight wetness.

Fingernails then dug into Jane's back. "Oh god," Maura moaned.

Jane sucked hard on Maura's nipple, causing the older woman to gasp and arch against her. Immediately Jane began curling her fingers slowly inside Maura while simultaneously flicking the tip of her tongue back and forth over the tight bud in her mouth.

For several minutes, the only sound was Maura's heavy breathing and occasional moaning. Suddenly she moaned, "Use your mouth."

Brows furrowed, Jane lifted her head and mumbled, "What?" Her fingers inside Maura stilled.

"Please," Maura whimpered. "I want you to make me orgasm with your mouth." The older woman knew it would be best to avoid referring to it with its formal term.

Jane's eyes widened briefly and her stomach lurched at the thought. She hadn't yet prepared herself for this possibility, even though she had known Maura would obviously expect her to do so at some point. "O-Okay," the young woman stammered.

As Jane began to slide down the bed, the honey blonde dug her fingertips into Jane's back, trying to stop her. "Jane," she said quietly as the young woman glanced up to meet her eyes. "you don't have to, if you aren't ready."

"I just, I don't really know what to do," Jane confessed. "I mean, I do, but I don't really at the same time?"

Maura smiled. "Do to me what you liked that I did to you the other night and I'll direct you if I need to."

Blushing, Jane swallowed nervously and replied, "I liked everything you did to me."

"Mmm. Good," the older woman stated simply.

"Tell me the thing you like most for someone to do," Jane whispered.

"Close your mouth over my clitoris and gently suck," Maura smiled and ran the tip of her tongue along the back of her top teeth. "I'll let you know when you should do that."

Jane's face reddened with embarrassment and she glanced away briefly.

"Jane, honey," Maura said sweetly, "you really don't have to if you aren't ready."

Swallowing thickly, Jane met her eyes once more. "I'm just nervous because I want to make you feel as good as you made me feel, but how will I know if I'm doing it right?"

"Just take your time, there's absolutely no rush," Maura replied. "Start with what you think would feel good and I promise that I will help direct you. I think that you'll find it's easier than you're expecting."

"O-Okay," the young woman agreed, fumbling even those two syllables. Slowly she shifted down the bed and laid on her stomach, her head hovering over Maura's center. Wetness shone on the swollen flesh and Jane could smell Maura's arousal, a scent not terribly different from her own.

In her mind's eye, Jane went back to the night she and Maura had first had sex. It seemed forever ago. She remembered Maura focusing most of her attention to Jane's clit, which Jane knew already for herself from masturbating was the way to get off. With her left index and middle fingers, Jane gently parted swollen lips and dipped her head down to take a tentative swipe of her tongue over her lover's clit, closing her eyes.

Maura moaned softly above her.

The young woman repeated the motion with her tongue, eliciting another positive reaction from Maura.

"Keep doing that, that's good," Maura whispered encouragingly, watching Jane.

Jane breathed in through her mouth and continued slowly moving her tongue up and down over Maura's clit, trying to imitate how her lover had done it. As she flicked her tongue, she continued trying to breathe through her mouth, finding herself easily becoming breathless.

Tilting her hips up, Maura pressed herself harder against Jane's mouth. "Mmm," she murmured, eyes fluttering shut.

It wasn't long before Jane remembered what Maura had said about her favorite thing for a lover to do. She slipped her arms underneath Maura's thighs and finally settled fully on her stomach, mouth never breaking contact. Pressing her mouth fully over Maura, Jane took a breath through her nose and gently sucked the older woman's clit into her mouth.

"Oh god!" Maura cried out, hands shooting out to grab Jane's head. "Yes, just like that."

As Jane continued to suck on Maura's clit, Maura began grinding her hips into Jane's mouth in tandem with her suckling. Pleasing Maura became Jane's only goal and more than once she found her brain screaming at her for oxygen.

Jane finally pulled away, breathing hard, and Maura whimpered in protest. "Can't breathe," the young woman panted in explanation.

"It's okay. Breathe through your nose when you do that," Maura said softly. "Eventually you'll figure out what works best for you."

Jane's stomach began doing flips at the thought of pleasing Maura this way again, both out of nervousness and excitement. Dark brown eyes met dilated hazel and Maura not so subtly titled her hips up toward Jane's mouth, causing the brunette to smirk. "Want me to," Jane let her words trail off as she raised an eyebrow and glanced down briefly.

"God, yes!" the honey blonde replied without hesitation. "You were doing quite well so far."

Dipping her head, Jane closed her eyes as her mouth descended once more upon Maura's waiting clit. This time, however, she flicked the tip of her tongue quickly over the sensitive nub, causing the older woman's hips to buck.

Over and over Jane moved her tongue, loving the moans that fell from her lover's lips. The longer Jane showed attention to Maura's clit, the harder the honey blonde ground her center against Jane's face.

"So good, baby," Maura murmured, watching Jane. "So good." Fingers wrapped themselves in dark curls and remained, holding Jane to her core.

When Maura's legs began to tremble, Jane knew Maura must be close. She then closed her mouth once again around Maura's clit and sucked repeatedly. Above her, Jane heard Maura pant, "Keep going. Oh god."

After several moments, Maura bucked her hips one last time against Jane's mouth, holding herself in place while her young lover moved her mouth over the perfect spot to bring her intense release. Her mouth hung open, not a single noise able to escape, as her orgasm finally hit her as she tried desperately to control her movements in response to such pleasurable stimulation. "Jane," Maura moaned, collapsing to the bed. "Oh Jane."

Slowly Jane kissed her way up Maura's body as the older woman came down from her oxytocin high, keeping her eyes closed. As Jane pressed her lips to Maura's, Maura lazily opened her eyes, smiling with a contented sigh. "Was that okay?" the young brunette mumbled, pulling away slightly to look into her lover's eyes.

Maura lifted her hand and cupped Jane's cheek, her thumb rubbing back and forth over the silky skin. "It was incredible, especially for your first time," the honey blonde whispered affectionately, pressing her lips once more to Jane's. "Thank you."

With a smirk, Jane slipped her left hand down Maura's stomach, fingertips feeling for her clit once more. "I'm not done yet," she replied, fingers slowly circling over Maura's swollen clit.

Eyes rolling back in her head, Maura breathed out hard as Jane touched her gently, slowly, taking time to build her back up.

Jane watched as the pleasure manifested itself across her lover's face, watched as Maura's eyes slowly closed, watched her lips part, breathing softly. Jane's stomach clenched tight, taking in the beauty of everything that was Maura Isles as her body gave in to more pleasure.

"I don't think it'll take much," Maura murmured against her young lover's lips.

As Jane continued moving her fingertips in circles over Maura's clit, she finally pressed her lips to Maura's, before parting them with her tongue and slipping it inside. After several moments, Maura broke their kiss and panted, "Faster."

Maura bit her lip as she locked eyes with Jane, lifting her hips rhythmically against Jane's hand. "I want to feel you inside of me," she moaned softly.

Jane slipped her fingers down through the honey blonde's wetness and pushed two inside, curling them up against the perfect spot.

"Fuck!" Maura cried out, eyes widening, mouth agape. Immediately she brought her right hand to her clit and brushed her fingers over it frantically. "Oh god! Don't stop," Maura pleaded, eyes never leaving her lover's. "Don't stop, baby. Please don't stop."

Wet warmth slowly trickled into Jane's palm as she continued to curl her fingers inside Maura. She watched her lover's face attentively as Maura struggled to keep her eyes open. "Let go, Maur. Come for me," she whispered thickly as the older woman began to thrust her hips against Jane's fingers, trying to draw them in deeper.

Finally Maura's eyes squeezed shut as she gasped and her body stilled, her hips suspended off the bed, fingers still moving desperately back and forth over the apex of her thighs.

Jane felt Maura's walls contract hard around her fingers, making it difficult for her to keep moving them against Maura's G-spot. Silently she watched Maura's facial expressions as her body reacted to the orgasm.

After what felt like an eternity, Maura collapsed back to the bed, breathing hard with her eyes closed. As she felt Jane's fingers begin to slip from inside, her eyes flew open and she grabbed immediately at her lover's wrist to keep her there. "No, stay," Maura choked out pleadingly, lifting her head to plant a tender but passionate kiss on Jane's lips. "Stay inside me a little longer. Please."

Lowering her head to capture Maura's lips again, Jane murmured in agreement.

The two laid there in silence for several minutes, foreheads pressed together, occasionally sharing a kiss, while Maura's breathing returned to normal. Finally, while looking to Maura's eyes, Jane slipped her fingers from inside her lover. With a smirk, Jane commented as she propped herself up on her elbow, bringing her hand between herself and Maura, "My hand's, uh, a little wet."

Maura returned the smirk. "Based on how my body felt and reacted to G-spot stimulation just now, I do believe I may have female ejaculated a little."

Dark eyes widened briefly. "So that's actually real?"

Soft laughter rang out. "Yes, it is...though it has been quite a number of years since I've experienced it with a lover."

"Um, meaning you've done that not...with a lover?"

"With the proper phallus-shaped object, yes, I have caused myself to female ejaculate on many occasions."

Instantly Jane's face turned bright red as she looked away. Mumbling, she replied, "You mean a, um, a dildo?" She then turned her head to look shyly at Maura.

"Yes, I do believe that is the colloquial term for it," Maura agreed, quirking up an eyebrow at the interesting turn in conversation. "Have you ever used one?"

"No," Jane whispered, looking down, embarrassed.

"Would you like to?" Maura asked, curious.

Still avoiding eye contact, the brunette shrugged.

"How about we browse through some items online, see if there's anything you're curious about using, and I'll buy them for you...for us," Maura proposed softly. She lifted her arm and placed it on Jane's cheek, her thumb rubbing lightly back and forth. "What do you think?"

Jane met her eyes slowly before she whispered, "Maybe. We'll see."