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Chapter 14

They had only made it halfway through dinner without touching each other. There was no TV on this time, both were much more interested in watching each other and sneaking in smiles between bites. Jane's body was twisted to face Maura with one leg on the floor the other on the couch bent at the knee. Maura sat with both legs tucked under her with a grace that belied the lumpy cushions. The atmosphere was charged with new intent, yet seemed to have retained it's usual familiarity.

Synchronized, they each finished their current slice and set down their plates. Maura rose up and gently wiped the corner of the Detective's mouth with a napkin, then followed with her mouth to plant a chaste kiss. Smiling, Jane reached out and held her head in place at the back of her neck and moved in for a far less chaste kiss. Pulling Maura in and off balance, Jane leaned forward to put her beer on the table and then pull the Doctor onto her lap.

Gone are the tentative first kisses, even the sweet exploratory ones, their mouths begin to express a need. A need for each other and a need to follow the emotional intimacy of earlier with physical expression. As Jane kissed down the column of Maura's neck she slid her sweater off , blindly flinging it on the back of the couch. Even in her haze of arousal she was conscious of not throwing Maura's clothes onto the floor.

With her right arm holding Maura's thigh and ass to keep her secure, Jane begins to place kisses across the newly exposed area above Maura's breasts. She is spurred on by the low moan she feels more than hears. For her part, the Doctor has one hand tangled in her Jane's hair, the other snaking down Jane's back, the v-neck granting her just enough access to rake her nails up the skin Jane's spine. As their mouths meet again in what is becoming a frenzy of tongues and lips, Jane begins feeling around Maura's back for any indication of a zipper without luck.

Maura slides her hands to Jane's shoulders , kissing down her throat before she pushes herself off Jane's lap and stands. Before Jane can voice her protest, Maura reaches out her hand and smiles seductively.

"I think we need a change in venue."

Maura leads them into the bedroom and turns on the bedside lamp. Turning back to face the Detective, she motions for her to stop just a few feet away. Jane's shoulders rise and fall with her ragged breathing, her eyes dark with desire and fixed on the woman in front of her.

Slowly, Maura slides the zipper on the side of the dress down from under her arm to just below her hip. Using her fingers, she begins to slide the dress up, gathering the fabric in her hands until she is holding the hem. Then, she slowly lifts it up and over her head, dropping it off to the side maintaining eye contact with Jane, not wanting to miss a single reaction. Maura has never been shy about her body and other people's reactions to it, but nothing in her experience has prepared her for the naked want and awe written all over the woman facing her right now.

Jane stares in wonder at the beautiful woman before her in matching satin bra and panties that are almost the same exact shade of burgundy as her sweater. She smiles at the amount of thought this woman puts into everything, including those things she doesn't expect anyone else to see. She approaches slowly but with confidence, pulling the blonde in for a modest kiss before turning her attention the newly exposed skin.

Placing her hands on Maura's shoulders she gently turns her around and kisses the back of her neck. Maura's head falls forward and she lets out a small whimper as her lover slides her hands around to gently stroke her stomach while dropping light kisses over her neck and upper back. As Jane nears the clasp of the Doctor's bra, she drags her nails up over the dips of Maura's waist and up to unfasten it. Pushing the flimsy garment off and to the floor, Jane's hands return to Maura's stomach and slide up until they are gently cupping generous breasts in her hands.

"Jane"

As Maura voices her approval she pushes herself back, reaching for Jane's hips to pull their bodies into one another. Jane begins to kiss and lightly nip at Maura's neck and shoulders, her hair falling forward lightly tickling. Calloused hands begin to lift and massage soft breasts but making no attempt to touch hard nipples yet. She has waited too long to rush and fumble through, Jane wants to experience every step, every new sensation. But she has underestimated Maura's desire.

The doctor turns around in her arms and leans in to give her a scorching kiss, grabbing the ends of Jane's shirt and pulling it off, tossing it in the direction of her dress on floor. Maura gives Jane a brilliant smile, one she has seen before but never dared to hope what it could mean. As she reaches around to begin to unfasten Jane's bra, Jane is rewarded with her first true look of Maura's breasts. She is so captivated by the sight, that she is slow to realize that her jeans are being unbuttoned and unzipped until she feels them being forced over her hips. She leans in and kisses the Doctor, lightly pushing her onto the bed. As Maura scoots up towards the center, Jane finishes removing her jeans and socks before climbing on to join her.

Legs entwining, both women let out low moans as first their naked torsos come together, then their lips and tongues. Pulling each other closer, both sets of hands are sliding over every bit of bare skin they can reach, their hips rocking into each other seeking more contact. Jane has the driving need to feel more, touch more, taste more. Now that she has finally gotten here with Maura, it's still not close enough. Pulling away from the kiss, Jane begins to make her way roughly down Maura's neck. As she bites down on the Doctor's pulse point, the sudden need to mark her, both as a way of laying claim and as a souvenir of the event itself overwhelms her. Maura whimpers and thrusts her hips, her hand holding Jane's head in place.

Her need only spurred on by this action, Jane pulls back and looks Maura in the eyes. She feels so much, she's not sure she can contain it all.

"Maur, I-" she stops, knowing she has no words for where she is right now.

Maura's eyes are shining with unshed tears. The love in them is obvious, but so is the raw lust. Pulling Jane's head down so their foreheads are resting together, Maura closes her eyes for a second, allowing some tears to escape, before looking back up into Jane's.

"I know, Jane. I know. I'm right here with you."

Jane surged forward, pouring everything she was feeling into the kiss. Sliding down her love's body now, she greedily palms the breasts she has spent so long admiring. Feeling their weight, she runs the pads of her thumbs over hard nipples. Maura moans her name and thrusts her center into Jane's stomach, the heat and moisture of it sends a corresponding sense of urgency through Jane. Rolling a distended nub between her left thumb and fingers, she engulfs the other nipple in her hot mouth, swirling around it with her tongue. Jane would have heard Maura's deep moan had it not been drowned out by her own.

Jane felt a surge of pride mixing in with desire. Proud of how Maura was writhing beneath her, of the symphony of whimpers and moans that her friend was releasing. She had never been more turned on, or more present during sex than she was right now. Switching her mouth to Maura's other breast, she lost herself in the new sensations and utter joy she was bringing the other woman. She looked up at the almost pained sounding call of her name.

"Jane. Pl-please. I need you."

It took Jane a few seconds to understand what was being asked. She pulled herself up and kissed Maura hard before slipping back down her body. Placing a kiss on each nipple as she passed, she continued down, kissing and touching as much skin as possible on the way. Bypassing the area still covered in panties for the moment, Jane kisses the insides of Maura's thighs, slowly working her way back to where they both want her most. Stopping over the moisture soaked material, she pauses and inhales the strong scent of arousal. When she places a kiss onto the fabric, Maura lets out a deep moan and her hips shoot up slamming into Jane's face. Jane laughs lightly before looking up into Maura's pleading eyes.

"Jane please. Don't tease. I need you, baby."

The unexpected term of endearment makes Jane's stomach flip and she grabs the edges of the panties and begins to slide them down. She sits up just enough to remove them, before kissing Maura's legs as she settles back between them. She has wanted this for so long to know what it would be like to go down on another woman, to taste Maura. She knows she should feel nervous, and part of her is, but more than anything she is determined to bring Maura as much pleasure as she possibly can. She is a creature of instinct, and so far her instincts proved good.

Placing her hands on Maura's hips, to hold her place , she looks up into her lover's eyes as she extends her tongue down for her first taste. She dips it inside Maura's opening before slowly dragging it up and flicking it over her swollen clit.

"OHHH, Jaaaaannnnnne."

Maura is panting and rocking her hips. Spurred on and enthralled by the taste and texture, Jane continues to explore with her tongue. Soon she begins to focus almost solely on Maura's clit, sucking gently and rhythmically stroking it. She is fascinated by how she can feel Maura's moans and heartbeat in her mouth, drawing pleasure from every word and whimper.

"Jane." Maura waits until Jane's eyes meet hers. "I. I need you inside me."

However aroused Jane thought she had been up to that moment doubled. That was the most erotic thing she had ever heard. Slipping her left hand from thrusting hip, she slowly slid two fingers into Maura's center. She moaned at the intimate sensation of being entirely surrounded by the woman she loves. The combination of Jane entering her and her deep moan on her clit was enough to bring Maura to the precipice of orgasm.

"Jane. Yes. I'm almost-"

Determined to push Maura over the edge, Jane curled her fingers and pumped slowly in and out of her while redoubling her efforts on her clit. Soon she felt Maura's walls clamping down on her fingers as the orgasm rolled through her body. Maura's back arched off the bed and a series of sounds mixed with what sounded like Jane's name were ripped from her throat. Jane placed a last, gentle kiss on Maura's swollen clit and slowed her hand. As she waited for Maura's body to relax fully, she placed kisses wherever she could reach. Satisfied, she withdrew her fingers and climbed back up Maura's body where she pulled the spent woman into her arms.

"I love you, Maur." Jane kissed the semi-conscious woman on the forehead. She smiled as Maura tried to mumble it back before quickly falling to sleep. Laying awake for a short time after, just petting Maura's arm and replaying the whole day over in her mind, Jane realized she had never been this happy and content. Being able to finally love Maura Isles was pure joy.

A/N So there you go. After the last few chapters and a wait to update, over 2000 words and virtually no dialogue. Hope you enjoyed.