This chapter is pure, absolutely no plot, smut. The next chapter will really see the start of the holidays so, if smut ain't your thing, you can skip this.
I mention some La Perla lingerie in here. Some are just made up but the ones they wear during the, ahem, sexy times, are as follows: Go to the La Perla website and look up these codes for what Maura buys: USCFILPD906071, USCFILPD0018953
And for Jane: USCFILPD906411 and USCFILPD0019955
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"Ohmygod. You're going to wear some of these?"
Smiling at Jane's reaction upon entering the La Perla boutique, Maura leaned over to press a kiss to Jane's cheek and whisper teasingly in her ear.
"Any of them you want me to."
"And you expect me to keep my hands to myself while you're trying them on? Or…" Jane trailed off, feeling her arousal begin to skyrocket at the idea of seeing Maura in some of the pieces on display.
"The best part of being such a dedicated customer is the private fitting rooms offered to you," Maura smiled, squeezing Jane's hand that she held in her own. "So, to answer your question, no. I don't particularly expect you to keep your hands to yourself."
Chuckling at the wide eyes of her girlfriend, Maura tugged on the detective's hand to begin their perusal of the lingerie before them.
"Should I even tell you what styles and pieces I prefer or just let you go to town?" Maura asked. "Because I am more than comfortable letting you loose in the store and waiting for your selections in the fitting room. They have a delicious Krug Rosé champagne I can enjoy while you shop."
"You're seriously gonna let me play dress up with you?"
"Mmhmm," Maura hummed. "Of course, I will have veto power if a piece you select is horribly uncomfortable, but you've allowed me to play dress up with you so many times that this only seems fitting."
"I am really, really loving this plan," Jane grinned. "Go drink your fancy schmancy champagne and prepare to give me a fashion show," she commanded.
"I trust you know my measurements?"
"I've had 'em memorized for years," Jane winked before letting Maura's hand go and giving her a light shove. "Now shoo! Go find the dressing rooms. And take your clothes off."
With one final smile in the detective's direction, Maura made her way towards the nearest saleswoman to be escorted to the lower level dressing rooms while Jane excitedly began to peruse the shop.
"She seems quite eager," the saleswoman noted as she unlocked the large fitting room for Maura, a large curtain dividing the room in half with one half featuring a bench for the viewer to sit on and the other side designated for the customer to change.
"Our relationship is still rather new," Maura smiled. "But I believe she is starting to overcome her hesitancy to be affectionate in public and, thus, is eager to make up for lost time."
"Well, in case she gets a bit too eager, we simply ask that you let us know which surfaces might need a bit more disinfectant than others," the woman winked.
Maura's response came in the form of a blush rising in her cheeks.
"As usual, your champagne is chilling on the table next to the bench," the saleswoman smiled as she nodded towards a silver bucket with the pale pink champagne. "We've placed a robe and nude thong in the other half of the room."
"Thank you," Maura replied. "I trust you'll let Jane know that I'm ready whenever she is?"
"I'll pass along the message to her," the woman laughed. "And congratulations, by the way. On the new relationship. You two really look like you're in love."
"Hopelessly, madly in love," Maura stated.
"Well, it shows," the woman noted. "I'll go let her know you're waiting."
And with that, the woman slipped from the dressing room and gave Maura the privacy to pull off her dress and, placing it on the hanger where the silk robe once hung, pull on the nude thong and loosely tie the robe around her. Slipping her heels off, Maura walked towards the champagne bottle while pulling her hair up into a loose bun.
Once she had poured herself a glass, the doctor sat down on the plush covered bench and began to sip the sparkling liquid while waiting for her detective to join her.
Maura was nearly done with her leisurely glass of champagne when a knock rang through the dressing room.
"Yes?" Maura asked coquettishly.
"Maura," Jane nearly whined. "Let me in."
Laughing, Maura rose to her feet and quickly crossed the dressing room, smiling when she saw the large bounty of garments Jane had selected for her to try on.
"You worked quickly, I see," Maura noted as Jane breezed past her into the dressing room.
"Yup," Jane agreed. "I even got a thing or two for me to try on."
"You did?"
"Don't sound so surprised," Jane laughed as she slipped past the curtain dividing the room and placed the garments gently down on the small stool. "Besides, the sales lady up there told me that she thought I'd look good in the pieces and I thought I'd give 'em a try."
"She told you she thought you would look good in the pieces?" Maura asked. "Which means she was imagining you in lingerie," she continued. "Remind me to have her fired."
Shaking her head, Jane re-emerged from behind the curtain and quickly pulled a grinning Maura into her arms.
"There's no need to fire the poor lady," Jane noted, hands sliding down to grasp a silk covered ass. "She can imagine all she wants, but only you will ever get to see me in any sort of lingerie. I am all your's."
"That's right," Maura huffed, tilting her head up to take Jane's earlobe between her teeth in lieu of leaving a hickey on the taller woman's neck. "And I'm going to see you try this lingerie on right now," she stated.
"Nope," Jane smiled.
"Pardon?" Maura asked, pulling away to look up at Jane's face.
"I'm gonna keep it a surprise until we get home. Cuz I have a feeling you'll have a hard time keeping your hands to yourself once you see me in the pieces and I really, really don't know how I feel about sex in a fitting room," Jane smirked. "But you, my dearest, are trying on every single piece I picked out for you."
Maura's eyebrow arched.
"Please?"
"Fine," Maura sighed in mock annoyance. "But I get to keep one a secret from you as payback!"
"I am more than fine with that," Jane smiled, kissing Maura briefly. "Now go get changed. I'm waiting for my fashion show!"
And with that, Maura slipped behind the curtain and began to slide into the various pieces of lingerie chosen by the detective.
Red lace that molded to Maura's breasts perfectly and left very little of her lower half to anyone's imagination.
Bright white silk that Jane's hands couldn't help but reach out to run over or slip under.
Cobalt blue with soft glitter woven through the fabric, catching the light and catching Jane's breath in her throat.
Soft green with a darker green bow at each shoulder and hipbone that Jane instinctively wanted to reach out to kiss.
When Maura stepped out from behind the curtain wearing a black bustier with a nearly sheer midsection, her heels slipped back on, Jane couldn't wait for Maura to make her way from the curtain to the bench on which Jane sat. Instead, Jane rose to her feet and quickly crossed the expansive fitting room, hands coming out to grasp at her girlfriend's hips.
"How on Earth can you be more more irresistible when you're more covered up than when you're wearing those other pieces?" Jane husked
"I'm not sure I have an answer for that," Maura gasped as strong hands began to gently massage her hips.
With steady hands, Jane turned Maura around and, with her hands still on the doctor's hips, guided them back to the half of the dressing room with the full length mirror.
"I just have one suggestion to make on this outfit," Jane breathed when she stood with Maura in front of the mirror, both women's bodies in the reflection. Realizing Maura was waiting for her, Jane let go of one supple hip and pulled the clip from Maura's hair, golden curls tumbling onto Maura's shoulders. "That's better."
"I think this one is a keeper," Maura whispered as her eyes locked on Jane's in their reflection, lust displayed clearly in both hazel and brown orbs.
"Oh, yeah," Jane smiled, her hands sliding down to gently run her fingertips up and down the front of Maura's upper thighs.
"I thought you said you weren't okay with the idea of sex in a fitting room," Maura sighed, fighting the urge to close her eyes so she could keep her eyes on she and Jane's reflection.
"I'm not," Jane shrugged. "But I am okay with pushing back our Christmas tree hunt until later tonight so we can stop at home before picking out the tree."
"I'm not sure I can wait until we're home," Maura admitted.
"Maur…" Jane trailed off, fighting a battle within herself that couldn't decide if she wanted to take Maura in the dressing room or get them out of the shop as soon as possible.
"Well, I think we can reach a happy medium," Maura stated before quickly slipping from Jane's embrace and tugging the detective back to the large plush bench. Pushing down on Jane's shoulders, Maura encouraged the brunette to sit on one end of the bench before shimmying out of the bustier, black underwear, and nude thong.
"Maura, what are you doing?" Jane whispered, watching with wide eyes as Maura sat facing Jane on the bench, one leg bent at the knee and resting on the bench and the other leg left hanging down to reach the floor.
"Just taking the edge off until we get home," Maura replied, her right hand quickly moving to begin rubbing circles over her already swollen clit.
"Sweet Jesus."
"It won't take long," Maura breathed as she realized just how close modeling for Jane and seeing the detective's hungry eyes on her brought her to orgasm.
Eyes glued to Maura's manicured fingers working quick circles over herself, her obvious arousal evident in the lighting, Jane found herself enraptured with the involuntary jerks of Maura's hips and the stifled moans the doctor held back in the name of propriety.
"Come for me, Maura," Jane commanded in a whisper. "Come so we can get home and do this for as long as we want."
As usual, Jane's voice provided the extra push Maura needed to fall over the edge and, with a harshly arched back, the doctor came in a shuddering orgasm.
When Maura's eyes opened, it was to see Jane eyeing her hungrily.
"Get dressed and check out," Jane commanded. "What I chose for myself is already being held behind the counter. I'll be waiting in the car."
The door between the main house and guest house was locked, as was the bedroom door, and both women were breathing heavily with arousal while standing before each other in their newly purchased lingerie. At least for the moment, the frantic pace set earlier had slowed to a simmer.
"I like that you chose pieces in my favorite color," Maura murmured as she reached out to trace the scalloped top of Jane's sea foam colored bra.
"Just like you did," Jane smiled, her eyes taking in the purple silk laid over the champagne colored silk of Maura's push up bra and panties.
"This whole journey started with me knowing your favorite color," Maura noted, flashing back to the day in the squadroom when news of the New Haven undercover operation was in the beginning stages.
"And now look where we are," Jane grinned, gripping the outside of Maura's thighs and hoisting her up. "About to make sweet, sweet love before picking out our Christmas tree to display in our home."
"After lingerie shopping together," Maura added with a smile.
"How did I get so damn lucky?" Jane asked as she gently placed Maura on the bed and, once the blonde scooted up, climbed atop her.
"Well," Maura began, her hands sliding between their bodies to grasp Jane's breasts over the green material covering them. "Knowing my favorite color seems to have worked in your favor."
"And knowing what you'd be in a past life," Jane hummed as she began to place wet, open mouthed kisses down Maura's neck and collarbone. "And what you'd save first if our house caught fire," she murmured, poking her tongue out to trace where purple lace met the tops of pale breasts. "And your birthday...your middle name...your tortoise's name...and your guilty pleasure food," Jane noted, kissing any part of Maura's skin she could reach in between phrases.
"Jane," Maura breathed, hands tightening their grip on firm breasts and back arching towards the gentle ministrations of the detective.
"Mmm?"
"I need to feel your hands on me," the doctor breathed. "Both of them," she added, looking up into Jane's eyes and hoping the detective would catch on.
"Can we try the other one we bought?" Jane asked. "Ya know, the one with two ends so we both get a little something extra."
"God, yes," Maura nodded. "Bring the traditional style harness and double ended one. Quickly."
Clambering off the bed, Jane disappeared into the closet and re-emerged with the soft purple toy and harness, dropping them next to Maura before resuming her post above the smaller woman and kissing her fiercely. The kiss continued, moans leaving each woman's mouth and being captured by the other's, as two sets of hands roamed freely and unclasped bras, flinging the garments away from the bed. After a few moments of enjoying their breasts pressed together, Jane felt a soft hand tugging at her newly purchased underwear.
"Off," Maura commanded.
Wriggling her hips, Jane was able to help Maura push them down far enough for Jane to kick her leg and fling the matching underwear away.
"Allow me to do the honors," Maura smiled as she brought the dildo down to Jane's folds, running the smaller, bulbous end through thick wetness in preparation for it's entrance into Jane's body.
"Holy fuck," Jane groaned when she felt the bulbous end pressing against her entrance and, after a moment of relaxation, slip entirely into her and nestle at the sweet spot of her upper wall that only Maura has been able to properly stimulate.
Eager for her own chance at pleasure, Maura hurriedly made the traditional style harness slide up Jane's hips and tightened it to hold the dildo in place, tugging her own new panties off once Jane was fully prepared.
At Maura's soft smile, Jane knew her love was ready for her and, with one hand keeping her propped above Maura, grasped the toy and positioned it at Maura's entrance. With each inch she pushed in, the end inside of her provided delicious stimulation and her head dropped to Maura's neck as soon as their pelvises were flush against each other.
"If I start moving, I'm gonna come," Jane warned, keeping her hips still and lips pursed against Maura's pulsepoint.
"So let me move."
Before Jane could ask what the doctor meant, Jane felt strong legs wrap around her waist and felt herself being rolled over until Maura's was on top of her, the toy still nestled within both of them.
"I really like being on top," Maura smiled as she began to rock her hips, keeping the toy deep inside of her and causing the end inside of Jane to rub against her upper walls with just enough pressure to keep her steadily moving towards the edge.
"Oh, god," Jane moaned, her head thrown back against the pillows in pleasure. "Ride me," she breathed, her mind far too aroused to censor herself.
"What was that you asked me to do?" Maura teased, continuing to rock her hips back and forth.
"You heard me," Jane whispered, hands coming up to grip Maura's thighs before relaxing her head and, instead of looking towards the ceiling, met Maura's eyes. "Ride me."
With a smirk on her face, Maura began to do just as Jane demanded and began to move her body up and down, the dildo growing wetter with each stroke inside of her. Golden curls began to bounce with the doctor's movements, her breasts joining the rhythm as well.
"So good," Maura praised as she felt Jane's hands grip her hips tighter to help guide her up and pull her forcefully back down, the bulb inside of Jane pleasing the detective almost as much as the phallus was pleasing the doctor.
"Maur," Jane gasped. "Something feels-oh, God- different," she tried to explain.
"Just let go," Maura insisted, her body never stopping its up and down movements on the toy. "Let go completely, Jane," the doctor encouraged as she brought a hand down to her clit to begin rubbing it.
Clenching her eyes shut, Jane became acutely aware of the pressure building inside of her body. It brought her back to her first time with Maura and the gentle way the doctor had reminded her that their relationship was a safe space to let go.
"Maura," Jane pleaded, though for what she wasn't entirely sure.
"Come, Jane."
Unable to silence the low, primal moans that came from deep within her, Jane felt as though her entire body was on a live wire of nothing but passion as the steady rhythm and tapping of the bulb inside of her prompted a tsunami of an orgasm.
A splash of clear liquid spilled from Jane, soaking the harness and the thighs of both Jane and Maura as the blonde bounded up and down a few more times before her own, slightly less powerful, orgasm washed over her and she could do nothing but slump down against Jane, the toy still nestled inside them both.
Jane let out an unintelligible noise as her trembling hands came to wrap around Maura's back.
"Oh, my God," she whispered, desperately trying to stop the tremble in her hands. "Oh, my God," she repeated.
"I feel both proud that I could assist you in achieving a g-spot orgasm, a tad bit jealous that you've experienced it while I haven't, and absolutely ready to rip this harness off of you and taste everything you have to offer," Maura stated, her voice breathy and low.
"Did that really just happen?" Jane murmured. "Cuz I never knew sex could be that good."
"I can assure you that did just happen," Maura chucked as she lifted her head up to kiss Jane's lips softly, aware that the brunette's breathing was still shaky. "The evidence between our legs is more than enough proof."
"Shit," Jane breathed. "We have got to go lingerie shopping more often."
I don't know if I'm embarrassed that I just wrote. 3000 words of smut or proud.
Also. For Rizzles holidays. Do we want Constance and Richard to make an in person appearance? Or Skype in? Skype in then 'Surprise we're in your guest house!'? Lemme know!