Okay...I am not sure I am happy with it but I hope you's are :)

And there will be more loving too if it didn't bore anyone...I thought they could go slow with things first and Maura can learn of the other things they can do with each other as they go along

Chapter Sixty-Four

Maura stirred and woke up in the early hours of the morning, and except for the nocturnal animals and chirping crickets she was the only one awake, for the rest of the island was slumbering deeply. The fire had died down to a dull glow and her sleepy eyes took a few moments to adjust to the dim light before she shifted slightly backwards and looked up at Jane, making out the chiseled curves of her strong face. She softly kissed her nose, making it twitch as a low sigh escaped her lips.

Maura took some time to study Jane as she slept, taking in the full thickness of her eyebrows, the light shifting of her eyelashes, the flare of her nostrils as she breathed, the strength of her jaw and cleft chin, and slowly down lower to the deep rise and fall of her chest.

Irrevocably her hazel eyes were drawn to the open collar of her cotton shirt, her mouth went dry, and her heart began thudding steadily in excitement as her gaze drifted lower over the silhouetted outline of Jane's heavy breasts and a swift cramp of pleasure overwhelmed her. Maura gasped and sucked in a steadying breath but the aching arousal stayed pulsing through her stomach. Rolling onto her back, she closed her eyes and tried to go back to sleep but her rapidly building desire to touch Jane remained unquenched and she fisted her hands at her sides and rubbed her legs together hoping that would somehow decrease the throbbing between them. However, it only made her craving for Jane grow and she repressed a moan before it left her lips and shifted nervously onto her side to face Jane once more. She looked so forceful and capable even in her sleep and Maura trembled at the thought of touching Jane, of having Jane touch her in intimate places no one else had ever touched. Goose bumps erupted over the surface of her skin and she slowly inched further into Jane's warmth.

Oh my God you are so beautiful; I yearn to touch you as much as I am scared to touch you.

Over the weeks of growing attraction between them the fact Jane was the same sex as her had somehow grown vaguely distant and completely irrelevant. When she looked at Jane, there was no denying she was indeed a woman, and an exquisite example of one at that. However, it was Jane that Maura had been seeing for quite some time, the person she was coming to know and slowly understand, and not her gender. In her heart, this was all that mattered, for she cared deeply for Jane and the thought of living without her made her heart cramp with the pressure of despair.

Maura yearned to touch Jane and be touched not just on a sexual level but also on a mental one. She had a fierce need to strip Jane bear, to delve into her until they were one being and she learned all she needed to know about her. Maura had never felt this way about anybody and she was suffocating under the weight of foreign emotions, and it was frightening but wonderful.

It was then she realized, as she looked at Jane's sleeping countenance the reason she had stirred awake. Everything in her was telling her she was ready and it was time. Jane had been waiting patiently for her and she would not need to wait any longer, for Jane was all she thought about.

She felt wild and restless with nervousness as she shifted into Jane further still but it was a healthy nervousness borne of longing and timidly.

Maura lifted her lips and touched them against Jane's, softly alternating between licking her lower lip and running her tongue in between them. Jane trembled in her sleep and Maura sighed in response, touching her hands to Jane's firm cheeks.

"Wake up my sleepy darling," she whispered urgently into Jane's ear, biting the tender lobe before kissing it better. Jane stirred and grunted low opening her dark eyes drowsily, her body already heating from Maura's ministrations. Rubbing sleepily at her eyes she tried to focus on what was happening, "Maura, what be th' matter? Did ye be havin' another nightmare?"

"No Jane," she purred and Jane's eyes widened in understanding from the tone of Maura's voice.

"Jane?"

"Mmm…?"

"Make love to me," she whispered against the skin of her neck and a sharp hiss of air left Jane's mouth as her body tensed painfully, heavily.

"Are ye sure?" She croaked as her broad hands sought out Maura's hips.

"Yes, my darling… I'm ready."

Jane groaned making Maura shiver, she began to sit up and Maura stiffened thinking she had done something wrong.

"What's wrong Jane," She murmured worriedly.

"Ain`t nothin' wrong my love, I'm goin' t' stoke up th' fire, I want t' be seein' ye Maura, all o' ye," She husked intensely making Maura quiver once more. Maura moved anxiously into a sitting position and watched as Jane rose to stab at the fire, building up the light a little stronger before she came to stand beside her and held out her hand. Their eyes met softly, understandingly, Maura placed her hand in Jane's, and she helped her off the bed until Maura stood wide eyed before her. Jane swallowed reflexively, her nerve endings dancing with life and Maura gazed at the sliding motion her neck made as she swallowed. She leaned forward and placed a tender kiss at the base of her neck, "I'm so nervous," she murmured, shivering lightly.

"Me too Maura," Jane rasped quietly into her ear.

She tilted Maura's face up to hers so their eyes met by warm firelight, "We will work 't ou' together love," she murmured softly before lowering her mouth until their lips brushed lightly. Maura sighed and opened her mouth for Jane and hesitantly their tongues met and slid together warmly and gently. However, Jane tasted the sweetness of Maura's mouth on her tongue, she shivered and moaned restlessly, and all that was timid about their kiss disappeared as Jane angled her head sideways and drove her tongue against Maura's. Maura moaned throatily and wrapped her arms tightly behind Jane's neck; effectively pulling her closer into their kiss, matching Jane's increased pace with a restless fervor.

Their tongues twisted and wrestled together like mating snakes, and Jane tangled her long fingers into Maura's waves massaging her scalp and bringing her closer at the same time. Maura shuddered and pulled back making Jane groan for she yearned for Maura's mouth on hers.

"Slower Jane…slower," she whispered deeply, "I feel so much…I can't, I don't know what to do."

Maura looked up to Jane's liquid black eyes, the fire casting flickering shadows over one side of her body, "Show me how to make love to you."

"God ye be so beautiful Maura," Jane husked, "I want t' be seein' all o' ye, touch all o' ye...I want t' be one wi' ye lass."

Maura shivered at Jane's intimate words, for it thrilled her to know Jane wanted as she did.

"I want the same Jane," she spoke with shaking lips.

Jane nodded her head of obsidian curls, lifted her hands to her cotton shirt, and began to undo the buttons. Maura's darkened eyes observed her every movement, noticing how Jane fumbled with the small buttons out of nervousness.

"Let me," she asked quietly, "I want to undress you Jane."
Jane exhaled roughly and Maura reached up to take over where she had left off, fumbling with the buttons just as much as Jane had until she neared her belt. Keeping her wide eyes on Jane's she delicately pulled her shirt from her breaches and Jane stood stock still, the only movement she made the ticking in her jaw muscles. Slowly, hesitatingly, inch my inch Maura drew Jane's shirt across her broad shoulders and she let out and gentle moaning sigh as Jane's breasts and goose bumped skin was revealed to her hungry gaze. Maura stopped all movement, leaving her hands on Jane's shoulders she watched with a mixture of awe and heavy longing as Jane's brown nipples hardened to stiff points under her scrutiny. Tiny, fine hairs around each of her areolas stood out slightly against the lighter skin of her breasts, and Maura tentatively reached out a slender finger, swallowing reflexively as she found the courage to touch the soft downy hair. Jane tensed and moaned softly from her touch but remained still letting Maura do as she wished. She had not wanted, physically or emotionally a woman's touch like this in years, and she was so blindingly hungry for Maura's it overwhelmed her.

"Touch me anywhere ye want Maura, do anythin' ye please," she rasped.

Maura's heart thudded in her chest and her womanhood engorged with heavy arousal as she traced the hair around each of Jane's areolas with her finger, noticing with fascination the tiny lumps that formed around them as her nipples puckered more so.

Hesitantly she went back to removing Jane's shirt for her, undoing the buttons on each wrist and removing it completely. Maura moved further into Jane, reached out shaking hands to her leather belt, and clumsily slipped it through the buckle, her breath coming in soft pants as she unzipped her breaches and undid the button. Her body was desperate with longing for something she did not understand, all she knew what that it was a tormenting, pleasurable feeling only Jane could possibly satisfy.

Maura looked up to Jane, glassy eyes full of desire yet tinged with uncertainty, "May I?"

"Ye dasn't ever have t' ask," Jane gruffed roughly, her voice was impossibly deep and Maura shook, "I love the sound of your voice, it makes my…my skin tingle."

"I love th' sound o' yer laugh."

Maura sighed and slowly let go of Jane's breaches and she sucked in a sharp breath as they fell down her long legs, pooling at her feet. Maura stood rooted to the spot, unable to look Jane in the eye, a warm blush spreading up her neck, behind her ears and over her cheeks.

Oh God I cannot believe this is happening! How much I want it so!

"Maura?" Jane grunted softly, "Are ye okay?"

"Jane…you, your just…I'm scared, you're so strong and powerful."

"I'll be gentle Maura I promise ye."

Maura nodded slightly, trusting Jane's promise, and with a pounding heart, she slanted her gaze downwards between Jane's thickly muscled legs to her womanhood.

Oh Jane.

Dense, black, tightly wound curls mattered her skin, blending and fading out into a trail of soft down that ran up to her navel and Maura could do nothing but stare entranced by the rugged, untamed beauty that was Jane. Jane was struggling immensely to remain still under Maura's thirsty and thorough examination of her body for it felt as though her darkened eyes were caressing every inch of her heated skin. She moaned roughly and lifted each leg to step out of her breaches, watching Maura watch her thighs flex.

God I need yer skin against mine.

"I need t' be seein' ye love, will ye let me undress ye?"

"Yes Jane," it came out on a breathless, excited sigh.

Jane's hands shook as she stepped closer to Maura and began the same process of undressing her, groaning heavily as she could already see the outline of Maura's aroused nipples through the fabric of her shirt. Her heart thudded painfully in her chest and with less finesse than Maura; she removed her own shirt from Maura's torso, groaning deeply at the sight of her firm weighty breasts.

"Oh god Maura," she rasped thickly as a rush of warm arousal found its way down her inner thighs.

Maura tremored with weakness as Jane's feral eyes left a trail of heat wherever they roamed. Jane stepped forward until they were breathing the same air and they moaned in unison as she closed the gap and pressed their bodies together. Jane wrapped her sturdy arms around Maura pulling her close, and low drawn out moan escaped her lips as she bit Jane's shoulder hard out of sheer pleasure, for it was exquisite agony like she had never known.

Panting heavily Jane sought Maura's mouth and kissed her blindly, hungrily, and Maura found her anchor in the madness that was enveloping her, kissing Jane back fervently as their nipples rubbed against one another's breasts. Jane released Maura's lips and she whimpered impatiently before they latched onto her neck, biting, licking and sucking a burning path down in between her breasts. Maura threaded her shaking hands into Jane's thick hair and pulled her closer as she left opened mouthed wetness over her skin.

Jane continued her frenzied assault as she made short work of unbuckling and shucking Maura's breaches and they fell without resistance leaving her completely naked, vulnerable inside and out to Jane's ravenous stare.

"I ain`t ne...never seen such beauty an' treasure as...as th' likes o' ye," she stumbled out chokingly.

Jane was feverish with emotional attraction for Maura; so much, so she did not know it she would be able to adequately show her.

She hissed and Maura sighed as her calloused hands lightly caressed her satiny hips, gently inching her towards the bed. Maura shook with eagerness, and the scent of Jane's arousal invaded her nostrils, warm, sweet yet musky and she moaned openly for it was so uniquely Jane, that she shook with the pleasure of it. Her stomach muscles were contracting with waves of longing, pushing a heavy warming sensation into her groin and out between her shapely thighs.

Gingerly Jane steered Maura back until she was lying down on top of her bed. Her eyes met Maura's, fervently and desire filled, asking her permission to continue and finding it in the restless glint of her eyes. She took each of Maura's knees in her hands and kept her eyes fastened to hers as she lifted them up off the bed and gently pushed them apart, exposing the most private part of Maura to her fierce perusal. Maura groaned softly and quivered as Jane gazed openly at her womanhood, her eyes caressing her heated wetness boldly, hungrily.

"Jane," Maura sighed pleadingly, "please..."

Jane dragged a quivering hand through her dark curls and lent onto the bed between Maura's legs with a strong knee and Maura sucked in ragged breaths as she watched Jane lift herself over her curvaceous body like a predatory animal.

"Oh my God Jane," she cried out, biting her bottom lip painfully as Jane's heavy, fevered body touched her own sensitized, highly strung skin.

A loud hiss of air escaped between her clenched teeth as she sunk her full weight down in between Maura's dampened thighs; and Maura immediately wrapped her graceful legs over the back of Jane's calves, locking her body firmly and intimately against hers.

"Maura," Jane husked loudly, the both of them trembling uncontrollably against one another.

"Jane, oh Jane touch me…please," Maura, gasped into her mouth, snaking her tongue around Jane's as Jane began to grind against her. And suddenly Jane's calloused hands were everywhere, she attacked Maura with frenzied passion, and Maura whimpered and moaned unabashedly as the combination of Jane's soft tongue, warm lips and rough hands slid and grazed all over her receptive skin.

"Jane my beautiful Jane, please oh…oh yesss."

Jane growled against Maura's navel, laving at it languidly with her tongue, running it up her slim stomach, tasting her heated sweet skin, losing herself in the blissful pleasure of her. Jane was burning with desire for Maura, never having experienced such a raw, primal need for another human being as she felt at this moment lying in between Maura's warm legs.

"Maura," she rasped as she sucked a tight nipple into her mouth, "Oh god."

Maura's body quavered under Jane's and she bucked her hips upwards, both of them moaning inarticulately at the melding friction between their legs. Jane sucked her nipple deeper into her mouth, rasping it between her teeth and rolling her tongue over it, emboldened and guided by Maura's guttural cries and sharp nails digging into her back.

"Yes…oh plea…please don't stop my love," Maura almost cried as surges of pleasure undulated down her stomach and in response Jane suckled her breast further into her hot mouth, and rubbed her palm over the other rigid nub making her writhe and buck helplessly under Jane's firm weight, "Ooohhhh Jane."

"Aye darling," Jane rasped around a nipple, kissing a slippery path to Maura's other one intending it give it the same attention the first had just received. Covering it with her lips, she stabbed her tongue at it rhythmically, cupping and kneading the velvety globe as she stabbed and suckled and Maura felt Jane's exquisite touch coursing through her very veins. She lifted her pelvis and strained back and forth in impassioned excitement, rubbing her moist folds against Jane's skin between her navel and pubes and Jane cried out gutturally.

She smelt Maura's copious arousal mingling with her own, it only spurred her on, and frantically she began to thrust and gyrate against Maura as Maura surged and bucked upwards, their moans and cries breaking the still night air.

Leaning down on her sinewy forearms Jane captured Maura's mouth with her own, their tongues sparring deeply as she continued to grind herself against Maura desperately, perspiration and arousal blending as their folds bumped and meshed.

"Jannee, oh, oh god," Maura gasped loudly.

"Yes Maura," She responded achingly.

"Lo…Look at me Jane," Maura panted as they heaved and rocked against one another assiduously.

"Maura," Jane groaned helplessly as she lifted her head from between her breasts and looked into her heavily lidded, piercing eyes.

"Maura ye`re… so beautiful me love," Jane exhaled roughly feeling Maura begin to tense and spasm in earnest beneath her.

"That`s 't darling, let go," she grated, entranced by the sheer ecstasy in Maura's lovely features.

"Ooohh Jane…so…something's ha…happ…to..me...Jannnnee!"

Maura dug her nails savagely into Jane's back, crying out in deep rapture as her mounting pleasure reached its crescendo. Her release was long and drawn out and she arched her head back into the bed and moaned loudly and incoherently and Jane latched her mouth onto Maura's creamy neck, prolonging her orgasm as best she could by sucking and biting it frantically, as her hips continued to jerk and jump spasmodically. It was then Jane allowed herself to let go only after Maura had found release, her strong hips jerking swiftly downwards into Maura's pelvis as she husked out her name on a series of deep groans.

"Jane darling, my sweet baby," she whispered joyously as Jane sagged heavily upon her, her thick mane of curls between her sweaty breasts. She gasped heavily sending hot showers of air over Maura's oversensitive nipple and she moaned and bit her lip, lacing her slender fingers through Jane's hair and holding her close to her beating heart.

"Do you hear my heart Jane? It beats for you."

Jane moaned softly at her words and kissed the side of her breast sending shivers through Maura's spine.

Both of them lay sweaty and spent, touching and comforting tenderly and basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking, for they had been completely unprepared for the emotional intensity and consuming excitement they would share with one another.

"Jane," she husked softly, "Oh my love, don't let me go."

"Never," Jane rasped her heart swelling with tenderness for her, "Oh Maura."

Jane was having trouble finding the words to convey to Maura how much their lovemaking meant to her, and she was so wholly content in her loves arms she struggled to stay awake.

"Maura baby," she breathed, "Ye...that be wonderful...I."

"Suusssshh darling I know, I feel the same way," Maura sighed, combing her fingers lovingly through her dense hair. Jane lifted her head and their eyes met devotedly, a whole new perception and understanding of one another shining through. Jane bent her head and kissed Maura affectionately and leisurely, and Maura reached and grasped her arm out until she found the lion pelt and pulled it over them, tucking them under it as best she could. Breaking their mouths she kissed Jane's cheeks and chin sleepily, "Are you warm enough?" she asked out of concern even though the heat of Jane's body was seeping into her bones.

"Aye Maura, ye?"

"Perfectly."

"Ye be so special t' me lass," Jane rasped seriously as she tucked her head under Maura's chin, breathing in her raw comforting scent. Maura wound her arms protectively around Jane's back, gently skimming her fingers up and down the ridges either side of her spine.

"Oh my love," Maura sighed, savoring Jane's words.

They fell into a deep and peaceful slumber, tightly interwoven, hearts beating steadily as one.