Chapter 21
Jane groaned as she opened her eyes and looked into the blinding light that was coming in through the blinds in Maura's bedroom. She hated mornings. They were a little better now that she usually woke up with her arms wrapped around the honey blonde but that morning that was not the case. Jane was confused - they had been curled around each other last night when they had fallen asleep.
She rolled over to find her girlfriend propped up again the headboard, two steaming cups of coffee on the night stand next to her, scanning the pages of the morning paper. Jane slid her way under Maura's left arm and laid against the dancer's breast. Maura kissed the top of her head while her eyes continued to scour the pages in front of her, occasionally circling things with the bright highlighter she held in her right hand.
"Whatcha doing?" Jane yawned.
Maura smiled at her girlfriend's sleep filled voice. "Looking at ads for apartments. My lease here is up next month and I have been saving up in hopes of finding a nicer place."
Jane was quiet for a moment but finally spoke, "What if you moved in with me?"
"Are you talking in your sleep again?" Maura smirked as she set down the highlighter.
"No!" Jane said sitting up so that she could look Maura in the eye, "I'm serious. Move in with me."
"Your place is kind of far from work, Jane. How would I get back and forth everyday?" She loved the thought of moving in with her girlfriend but wanted to make sure that Jane was really thinking about everything that was involved.
"You can use the money that you have saved up for a deposit and everything for a car! We can get you something used, something small and simple. They are always auctioning off old police cruisers at the precinct. They aren't the nicest cars in the world but they will get you from point A to point B. You won't have to worry about rent or anything because I already have that covered." She said excitedly.
"Jane, I'm not going to move in with you and not put money towards rent and living expenses. I am a grown woman and can pay for things myself. I don't want to feel like I am in some sort of sugar whatever relationship thing people have." Maura said firmly.
"Ok," Jane smiled, "We will figure something out with rent and utilities and everything. What do you say? Move in with me?"
A wide smile spread across Maura's face as she crawled into Jane's lap and kissed her, "Yes!"
The next few weeks were stressful for Jane. A rough case involving a murdered family had her on edge. She was snapping at everyone, when she did make it into work at The Candy Store she took her frustration out on everyone there - particularly the clientele. Finally, Maura had had enough.
"What the hell is your problem?" Maura asked loudly as she slammed her apartment door behind her.
"What are you talking about?" Jane's tone was agitated.
"What am I talking about?" Maura was shocked at her girlfriend's denial. "You slammed a man's face into a table Jane - a man I was dancing for!"
"He was being inappropriate with you!" The brunette sneered.
"I had it under control!" The dancer exclaimed, "I have dealt with a lot worse over the years then some drunk frat boy getting a little handsy while he's slipping a wad of cash into my g-string. My tips are going to be really shitty if you keep acting like this!"
"Oh so this really is all about the money? Using that as a cover to hide the fact that you really do like having their hands on you like that?" Jane spit.
Maura's jaw hit the floor, "How could you think such a thing? You know that's not true! Jane, you working as a bouncer is not going to work out anymore if you keep acting like a jealous bitch!"
"Jealous?" Jane laughed, "I'm not jeal..." She couldn't even finish the sentence. She knew it was true. She hated having to see men drool all over her girlfriend every night but she wasn't about to quit working there. Not until Maura did. It wasn't that she didn't trust Maura but that she didn't trust them.
"Fine. I am jealous. I hate seeing you dance for other people all the time. When I am working shitty cases like this I want nothing more then to curl up in bed and hold you but I have to watch as these sleaze bags ogle you for hours before I get my chance. I hate sharing you. I hate your job but I know that I have no right to ask you to quit." The detective was almost on the verge of tears she was so upset but she was not about to let them fall. She balled up her fists, her short fingernails digging into her scarred palms.
Maura stepped closer to the taller woman and took her hands into hers. "I know it's not easy for you." She admitted, "And if coming to the club every night is something that you can't handle then I understand."
"You don't need me anymore?" Jane said sadly.
"I always need you." Maura said as she placed a tanned hand against her heart. "I wasn't living until I met you, Jane. One of these days I will quit dancing but I'm not there yet. I don't know what to do with myself once I quit, but know that I am closer to that point because of you. I would be falling into a downward spiral of drugs and depression if it weren't for you. But I want you to know that when I am up there I am only thinking of you," She slid Jane's so that she was palming her breast. The brunette could feel the dancer's nipple harden against her hand, "That I want only you."
She slid the hand further down her body and under her short skirt. Jane's hand cupped the honey blonde's center; her hot and pulsing center. She leaned in so that she was whispering directly into the other woman's ear; her voice was hot and heavy, "And that you are the only one that gets what every person in that club wants."
One moment Jane's eyes were full of sadness and the next they were full of lust. She quickly backed the smaller woman up so that she was pressed against the wall. She kissed her fiercely, "You're mine." She husked.
"All yours, Jane." Maura nodded in agreement, "Yours for the taking."
Jane grabbed at Maura's lips with her own once more but didn't stay there for long. She nipped and licked her way down the honey blonde's smooth throat while her hands worked quickly to expose the dancer's breasts. She pulled her tank top and bra down, not even bothering to remove either garment. She bit the nipple that her hand had been pressed against only moments ago. She was almost broken out of her trance when Maura let out a sound that Jane wasn't sure was attributed to pain or pleasure. The smaller woman wrapped her hand into dark locks to hold her in place; silently saying it was alright to continue.
The detective touched every inch of her breasts with her mouth while her left hand slipped into the honey blonde's panties. She bypassed her center nerve completely and entered her roughly. She found a rhythm quickly and began to pump two fingers in and out of girlfriend with as much force as she could muster. The heel of her hand causing friction against her sensitive nub along with her constant thrusting sent the dancer over the edge in no time at all.
Maura's legs practically went out from under her with the force of her orgasm. It was Jane's weight against her that was holding her upright along the wall. The brunette lifted her head and kissed her tenderly as she extracted her fingers. She broke the kiss and took a small step back and was horrified by what she saw. Maura looked beyond, 'Freshly Fucked'. Red teeth marks cover her neck and chest, she had never seen someone's lips so swollen from being kissed. She assumed her lips didn't look much different.
"Oh God, Maura, I am so sorry!" Jane exclaimed. The dancer's eyes were full of confusion, "Look what I did to you. I...I'm sorry...I lost control. I am so sorry if I hurt you."
"You didn't hurt me." Maura said as she placed a finger to Jane's lips. "You made me feel wonderful."
"But Maura, if I had gone any further I'm not sure if I would've been able to stop if you had wanted me to." Jane's voice cracked she was so emotional.
Maura took her face in her hands and forced her to look her in the eye. "You could never hurt me Jane. No matter how far over the edge you think you're falling I know that if I asked you to stop you would snap out of wherever you were and you would stop."
"You think so?" Jane asked.
The honey blonde kissed her tenderly, "I know so." Then she shrugged and smiled, "Besides, every girl likes it rough every once and a while."
Jane smiled, "Anyway you want it baby. Anyway you want it."
"Well then," the dancer easily jumped to her arms and wrapped her legs around the taller woman's waist. "Take me to bed."
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