Jane looked out of the window from their small, intimate table near the back of The Mews Restaurant & Café. She sat across from Maura, thankful to have bribed the assistant manager with a few dollars and her badge to commandeer a cancelled reservation rather than waiting an ungodly amount of time for a table to become available.
"Are you going to spend the entire time here flashing your badge to get what you want?"
Jane looked up to see Maura's eyes focused on the drink menu, but holding a twinkle nonetheless, as she pretended to be engrossed with her options.
"Are you going to spend the rest of our time trying to decide on a drink?" Jane looked at the dinner menu and ignored Maura's head jerk up at her statement. "It's not world peace, Maura, just a martini. And for the record, if I hadn't flashed my badge we would still be waiting for a table in that ridiculous line of people out the door and I was hungry."
Maura looked around and saw various people scooting through the crowded establishment; some were in larger groups and some were like her and Jane, intimately sitting on the outer edge of the chaos and thankful for a reprieve from life.
"The concierge said they have award winning seafood dishes here. I'm going to order the seared four peppercorn crusted tuna with the Nantucket Express martini since it is a Mews original."
Jane looked up from her menu when the waitress came to take their order.
"Beer and steak." Jane closed the menu and ignored Maura's glare. "Rare on the steak and whatever the house special is on tap is fine."
Maura forced a smile in Jane's direction when the waitress focused her attention on taking Maura's order.
"I, for one, looked at the menu," Maura offered before pointing to her selection as she stared momentarily at Jane. "I'll have the Nantucket Express and the seared tuna please."
Maura made quick work of handing the waitress back the menus and then smiled at Jane staring out the window.
"Are you actually enjoying yourself?"
"I'm relaxing," Jane conceded as she leaned back, thankful when their drinks arrived quickly. She held her glass up and tilted it toward Maura to begin the first toast of the night. "Here's to finding your mother."
"I'll drink to that." Maura tipped her drink to her lips and took a dainty sip. Her eyes widened and a smile brought out her prominent dimples. "This is delicious. You really should try this, Jane."
"I'll stick with beer." Jane took a generous sip out of her own glass without breaking eye contact with Maura. "I wouldn't want to get drunk despite you promising not to take advantage of me in Provincetown."
"Ah," Maura sipped her drink daintily. "I should think before I speak; that wasn't very wise to say, now was it?"
Jane choked down her mouthful of beer trying to hold in the cough that so desperately wanted to escape.
Way to almost choke, Rizzoli…and the night is still young.
"You're hoping to taking advantage of me?" Jane couldn't help her voice's natural progression to a higher octave based on their conversation.
"I'm sure you're attracted to me," Maura beamed as she flirted. "Your signs of arousal are classic, Jane; it wouldn't really be taking advantage of you."
"Oh really?" Jane arched her eyebrow to challenge Maura, it was clear she wasn't backing down from the conversation, a fact that excited Maura more than she cared to admit.
"You have increased cardiovascular activity as evident in your respiration." Maura lifted her glass to her lips and seductively took a sip while holding eye contact with Jane the entire time.
"We walked miles to get here."
"I suppose you would use that as a means to dismiss another classic sign of arousal which is flushed skin. Your chest area is blushing with color."
Jane frowned as she quickly placed her hand over her chest to prohibit Maura's view of her cleavage.
"Your pupils are dilated; it's almost like the deep brown of your iris is disappearing before my eyes."
"The lighting in here sucks," Jane replied, sipping her beer to hide her emotions. Maura was closer to the truth than she cared to admit at the moment, they hadn't even been served their food yet and that kiss was all she could think about.
"Since we kissed in the hotel, you've managed to wet your lips more than I think I've ever noticed before."
"Maybe you just don't pay attention to my lips when we're at home?"
"You can't really be that obtuse can you?" Maura's finger traced the rim of her cocktail glass as she leaned forward giving Jane an amazing view of her cleavage. "I've paid attention. You probably don't even realize that you're doing it, the show of tongue as a form of foreplay is subconscious. There's no shame in letting me know you want me, I want you too."
Jane leaned back to put some distance between her and Maura as their food was served. Maura practically squealed in delight as she tasted her fish. Jane blocked out the Google talk about how difficult it is to season tuna correctly while she enjoyed her steak.
"I have no idea how you can eat so poorly and maintain the figure you have, Jane."
Jane's eyes moved from her plate to Maura's face, the look of surprise etched in her eyes made Maura laugh.
"Who me?"
"I saw the CT scan of your heart after you shot yourself." Maura sliced into another piece of her tuna while talking. "You have practically no body fat to speak of and yet you eat some of the worst things for you. You really are lucky; genetics must be on your side."
"And we both know how much you love the Rizzoli mind and long bones."
"Joke if you will." Maura placed the tuna in her mouth and ate it before continuing. "I wouldn't have had to settle for Tommy and his chess skills if you would have manned up and taken me on yourself."
The weight of that sentence seemed to sit between them. The humor of the conversation seemed to stall as Jane pondered that statement.
"You're right," Jane began, surprising her self when that statement left her mouth but she forced herself to continue. "If I'm being honest with myself, I've been attracted to you for a while, Maura. I just didn't know what to do with it until you kissed me and then…."
Maura waited with baited breath for Jane to continue her thought, the fact that she was opening up was electrifying to Maura.
"Well even now I'm not sure what to do with it," Jane laughed as Maura chuckled and placed her fork down near her plate.
"What do you want to do about it?"
"Pretend our real lives don't exist."
"What would that entail exactly?" Maura set her fork down, interested in Jane's response.
"It doesn't matter; we can't pretend real life doesn't exist, Maura."
"And I can't pretend that I don't want more from you." Maura paused briefly to gather her thoughts. "I want more us."
"You know me, Maura! I am not a...a..." Jane was searching for the right way to phrase her thoughts. "I don't sleep around casually, Maura. It took me years apart from Casey to even kiss him!"
"Maybe that had more to do with Casey than yourself?"
"Or maybe it has more to do with you than I want to admit to myself."
Maura's heart was racing; she felt intrinsically that this was the moment that would define at least the next few days with Jane. She wanted them to sway more toward the romantic than the friendship side of the spectrum of their relationship, but she knew enough not to push.
Maura made eye contact with Jane, refusing to yield in her appraisal of Jane's body language despite Jane's hatred of being analyzed in such a manner. All the symptoms that Maura had listed earlier were still present. When Jane's eyes met Maura's, her heart raced.
This is it, Maura. You've got her.
"I want to go back to the hotel," Jane said so gutturally that Maura barely heard her over the commotion of the restaurant. "I'm tired of fighting myself; I want to be with you and yet I am so afraid of the talk, the looks, losing people in my life because of how I feel."
"We kissed, Jane, and you know what? You're still the same person you were before that happened, you're just more aware of yourself now that you're acknowledging your feelings."
"I'm enlightened." Jane's smile as she finished her beer was unmistakable. She pushed her plate back and the tension between her and Maura was blatant. She ignored her inner-doubts, making a decision to live in the moment rather than regret never knowing what it would be like to touch Maura. "Let's go back to the hotel."
Maura rose quickly, fishing out several bills from her wallet and throwing them down on the table. She knew she was being overly generous based on what she estimated their bill to be, but the moment was now here to move forward with Jane and she wasn't chancing any delay.
She grabbed Jane's hand; the moment they were outside she was practically running toward the hotel. The walk back to the hotel was quicker; Maura held Jane's hand as the silence stretched between them. As they rounded the corner to the private entrance to their room, Jane stopped and looked at the sun setting on the water in awe. The reddish hues bounced off the water to light the sky and Jane failed to blink until she felt Maura wrapping her arms around her waist from behind.
"It's beautiful," Maura said softly as Jane felt Maura's breasts press into her back. She was standing so close that Jane could feel her breath as it tickled her neck when Maura spoke. "I don't want to push you."
"But you're a lot more confident than I am right now."
"I don't know that I would agree," Maura smiled as she placed a gentle kiss on Jane's shoulder. "I just have an innate belief that we belong together."
Jane turned in Maura's arms to face her, a mixture of emotions clouding her face. She placed her hands on Maura's hips; her kiss was simple as she barely brushed her lips against Maura's but the weight of what was to come was evident for both of them.
"Really kiss me," Maura whispered as she deepened the kiss. Jane's lips served as an anchor as she ran her fingers up Jane's strong, muscular arms and tangled her hands in Jane's curly hair. Jane's moan wasn't the only sign of her arousal, Jane's breath grew shallow, her fingers tightened on Maura's hips, all directed Maura to move forward.
"Let's go upstairs," Maura offered, executing her suggestion by pulling on Jane's hand to guide her up the stairs. Maura took a deep breath to calm her nerves; her hands were slightly shaking and she was certainly not used to the feeling of them being clumsy. She opened the door, for once thankful that Jane used her foot to slam it shut because Jane's hands were already tangled in Maura's hair to pull her lips back toward her.
Jane watched as Maura unbuttoned her shirt, it was painfully slow, although she appreciated the moment to gather her thoughts and have her mind catch up with her body.
This is really happening, Rizzoli, get it together.
Maura pushed Jane's shirt off her shoulders, guiding it down her arms. As she pushed the shirt down, then crouched down to complete the process, Maura gently leaned into Jane to brush her lips across her taut stomach. Maura reveled in Jane's reaction; her stomach flinched and she moaned as she weaved her hand in Maura's golden hair.
As Maura stood, she dragged her hands from the back of Jane's thighs up to cover her ass and then around to Jane's front, struggling with the button on Jane's pants. Jane reached around and unzipped Maura's dress, pushing it off her shoulders but barely heard it hit the ground when Maura's tongue dipped inside her mouth.
Maura stepped back, still struggling with Jane's button, but somehow gracefully stepping away from her dress. In only 4-inch heels, a black lace bra, and a black thong to match, Maura seemed larger than life.
"Maura." Jane barely recognized her own voice as it came out huskier than usual. Maura nipped at Jane's lips one again, Jane's plea falling on deaf ears as Maura could barely hear her over the pounding in her ears.
"Maura." Jane placed her hands on top of Maura's to stop their progression.
Please tell me she isn't going to stop this now!
"God you're so beautiful," Jane reassured Maura as she saw the look of angst fall upon her features. "It's just that…." Jane allowed her breathless chuckle to escape her lips before she continued, "…I've never done this before."
Maura saw the doubt cloud Jane's eyes and she ran her thumbs over the puckered skin where her scars stood out.
"It's just that I've never done this before, with another woman obviously, let alone someone that means so much to me. You said so yourself…people like Casey…."
Maura felt tears glisten in her eyes at the vulnerability Jane was displaying and smiled to reassure her.
"Don't worry," Maura leaned forward and kissed Jane on the lips. "It's ok; this is us, you and me, we'll create what works for both of us."
"Oh, well that makes me feel better." Jane's sarcasm quickly faded as her eyes glanced down at Maura's body. Maura's nipples were pushing against the fabric of her bra, and Jane's resolve quickly faded. Before Jane could react, Maura walked behind her and touched her lips to Jane's right shoulder blade, than the left. She leaned her forehead to rest against Jane's back between her shoulder blades as her hands moved from Jane's naked back to her muscular stomach.
Jane's head fell back; her body already was trembling but when Maura's hands traveled to her stomach and then dipped lower into her waistband, she wasn't certain her legs could support her.
Frantic, Jane's frantic. She wants me as much as I want her.
Jane pulled Maura around to face her; her lips assaulting Maura's as she backed her toward their bed. Maura expected Jane's resolve to eventually crumble. Their outright flirtatious behavior and honesty at dinner had set the tone for the night. But this wasn't slow, Jane had reached the end of her rope and her need outweighed any reservations she had when her thumbs dragged across Maura's nipples. Maura's legs pressed against the bed and she easily sat down, then pushed herself up toward the headboard as she watched Jane begin to descend upon her.
Jane kneeled on the bed; she kept her eyes on Maura's as she crawled toward her body and smiled as Maura's dimples appeared.
Maura watched as Jane pushed her pants down over her hips, easily kicking them off and discarding them onto the floor. Jane continued forward, settling between Maura's spread legs, grinding her hips into Maura's as she traced Maura's lips, still curved in a smile, with the tip of her tongue.
When Jane deepened the kiss, Maura's arms flew up over her head to grip the pillows where her head rested. She lifted her hips off the bed, desperate for more contact with Jane, and she opened her eyes when Jane's body moved off of hers and Jane chuckled softly.
"I want to see you." Jane urged Maura to sit so she could remove her bra. The detective's usually capable hands shook with nervousness; she struggled with the back clasp of Maura's bra causing her to laugh. "I can't get this off. "
Maura laughed as her hands reached behind her and undid the clasp, but she refused to remove it herself. It hung from her shoulders, preventing Jane's eyes from seeing what she so desperately needed to see.
Jane removed Maura's bra, she had not one care where it fell when she threw it to the ground. Her eyes darkened and Maura gasped as Jane moved slightly down her body. Jane was eye level with her breasts, she couldn't help but smile as they quickly rose and fell in time with Maura's quickened breath. Jane ran her hands around the sides of Maura's breasts, purposefully avoiding Maura's painfully hard nipples.
When Jane's fingers touched her nipples, Maura thought she would literally come apart. She moaned, biting her bottom lip, as her body arched up to meet Jane's touch.
"Yes." Maura tried to pull Jane's head toward her nipple once more, but Jane easily grabbed her wrists and pushed them away. She was reveling at the effect she had on Maura; it provided her a sense of confidence she had lacked just moments before. "Just you and I…"
You're reading my mind, Maura.
Jane's lips covered Maura's hard nipple and her tongue began to play across it. She took her cues from Maura; when Jane lightly teased her nipple, she heard Maura's shallow breath. When she sucked on it what could have been considered roughly, Maura arched into her and gasped. When Jane let her teeth pinch Maura's nipple, she felt Maura's fingers tangle into her hair and her voice beg for more.
"God, Jane, please."
Jane focused her attention on Maura's other nipple as she began to feel her own body ache with need for the woman beneath her. Maura wrapped her strong legs around Jane's waist pulling them closer together; Maura seemed completely comfortable with the fact that her arousal was wetting the skin on Jane's stomach. This seemed so right; there was no exchange of power in their foreplay, just the presence of mind to read one another's reaction.
This could easily become habitual and never get old at the same time.
Maura blocked out all other thoughts other than her need to touch Jane. She squeezed her legs around Jane's hips as she flipped them over, allowing her to be on top of her wonderfully aroused detective.
Maura quickly removed Jane's bra and lightly touched her tongue to Jane's hard nipple.
"Jesus," Jane hissed as her body twitched in response.
Maura smiled as she Jane's body shook; the anticipation was intense.
"Adrenaline rush," Maura smiled at Jane's questioning look. "It's why your body is shaking."
Maura ran the palm of her hand over Jane's damp underwear and then rested it comfortably on Jane's pubic bone. Maura loved this reaction, loved to have Jane for once be more submissive and not overly confident. This glimpse of Jane was rare; Maura knew she would cherish it always.
Maura traced her fingertip around Jane's bellybutton. She swirled it around the area and then progressed further down toward Jane's aching center. Maura dipped that sole finger under Jane's waistband and moved it back and forth; covering every inch of skin just below the waistband.
Jane struggled to gain some control over her shaking body, the tingling she felt caused by Maura's skillful fingers was something she had never experienced before. She wanted Maura; nothing in the moment could change that, no doubts about reactions of friends and family members, just sheer pleasure.
Jane put her hand over Maura's and tried to force it down between her legs. Maura looked up and smiled at Jane, her dimples having a familiar calming effect on Jane and she took a deep breath to slow herself down.
"I've waited too long to rush this, Jane."
Maura dipped her head closer to Jane's muscular stomach; her breath was gentle on Jane's skin. When Maura's nose touched just above Jane's bellybutton, Jane hissed her response as her body became taut like a bow.
How could I be this aroused and she hasn't even taken off my underwear yet.
Jane marveled at Maura's next movements; as if she could read her mind when she hooked her fingers under Jane's waistband and worked her underwear down her legs and off her body slowly. She placed a chaste kiss on Jane's thigh, then licked her way back up Jane's body to her previous position.
Jane squirmed, moving her legs closer together than further apart, anything to get Maura's attention to her throbbing center. Jane closed her eyes when Maura's strong hands began to gently massage the skin of her right thigh. Jane allowed her legs to part, falling down to the bed, but Maura made no attempt to take advantage of it.
When Jane reached for Maura's hair, she ducked out of the way by lowering her lips to Jane's inner thigh. Jane arched up to look at Maura, to see what she had planned for her, needing the ache between her legs to be released.
"Damn it, Maura," Jane growled as Maura's relentless teasing continued.
Maura laid her head against Jane's thigh, smiling as Jane wound her hand in Maura's golden hair. It was a simple gesture, one that allowed Maura to revel in the moment of having Jane under her spell. It was a moment where they both needed reassurance; Maura needed to know Jane wanted her to continue as they both understood there would be no turning back. Jane needed a moment to gather her thoughts, to understand that Maura was about to claim her with her mouth, and that they would do this together.
Maura smiled as she moved her hand from Jane's outer thigh to her center. Jane grabbed at the sheets around her, desperate for an anchor to hold her in the moment.
"Just you and I, Jane," Maura whispered as she settled herself between Jane's outstretched thighs.
Maura tongue slipped slowly out of her mouth to touch Jane's hard and throbbing clit. Maura ignored Jane's audible gasp, even her growl, as she applied more pressure with her tongue to Jane's center. She tasted amazing; all scientific reasoning on the effects body chemistry left Maura's mind in favor of savoring something that tasted as unique as the woman beneath her.
"My god, Maura, I need…."
Maura took Jane's swollen clit into her mouth and began sucking on it. It was exactly what Jane needed; her hips arched in response and she moaned as her breath quickened to signal an orgasm fast approaching.
Jane was wet; her arousal was completely evident to Maura's eyes as she opened them and pulled her head back slightly in an attempt to savor the moment. When Maura began to suck on Jane's clit once more, she felt Jane's body tense and arch off the bed as Jane fell over the cliff to orgasm.
Maura continued; torn between continuing to make Jane come with her mouth and wanting to watch. She quickly replaced her mouth with her fingers so she could watch Jane unravel.
"Maura," Jane growled through clenched teeth as her breaths came in shortened gasps and her hands grabbed onto Maura's shoulders. Maura drew it out as long as she could; it wasn't until Jane tried to yank her hand away that Maura understood how much time had passed and how sensitive Jane's body was.
"You're so beautiful." The compliment rolled off Maura's tongue easily as she watched a bead of sweat travel from between Jane's breasts, down to her stomach, and disappear off to the side.
"Oh my fucking god," Jane barely whispered as she blinked her eyes rapidly to try to bring the room into focus.
"Is your vision back to normal?" Maura tried to hide her smile by kissing Jane's outer thigh but opted to lick the salty sweat off instead.
Every part of her tastes amazing.
"You're proud of yourself, aren't you?"
"Whatever for?" Maura failed miserably at hiding her proud smile as Jane pulled her up on top of her to kiss her lips.
"For unraveling me in a matter of moments."
"Oh, is that what happened?" Maura giggled as Jane ran her hands up and down her back and then grabbed her, flipping them over.
"Paybacks are hell, Maura."
"I'm counting on it Jane."