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See Author's Note (Chapter one)

"Turn around baby," I moan into her ear before I sink down onto my knees in front of her. Before Jane I never was into morning-sex though the best one is wake up sex, that's at least how Jane calls it. Both in a state of half-sleep, making love in the middle of the night and going back to sleep like nothing has happened.

Jane's POV

"This way," she whispers and tugs my hand. The next move shocks me somehow, before I could register what was happening my back collided with the coolness of the wall behind me. Her body presses against mine, her breath caressing my lips; beginning shy and softly, all the pent up desire, discharging suddenly. Our tongues dancing with each others, a sensual and sexy as hell dance.

I put my foot against the wall, making her dress lift a bit higher. I feel her moan against my lips, my palms cupping her mind-blowing, beautiful bottom, I pull her onto my leg, feeling her fingers on my abs.

"Jane…," she moans again into my mouth. "We can't, here…" though we don't stop kissing. She presses her finger to my lips. "Shhh… don't talk. Take me anywhere, it doesn't matter."

Anywhere would be good; she's my wife and I am not going to drag her into the next cheap hotel just to bed her; we have a nice choice of places waiting for us. Perhaps if it was anyone else the ride probably would've cooled down the heat, but not with Maura.

We try to behave as much as possible in the back of the cab, walking down the path to our excluded space we act like two horny teenagers, pushing and pulling, kissing feverishly. Before we can make it to the entry I pick her up bridal style and with a squeal she lands on the bed, pulling me with her. The light clothes we both wore turn our bedroom into a chaos, but nothing matters right now. Nothing but us…

She is so wonderfully soft and warm… no one ever stirred my desire so easily, if ever anyone stirred anything at all. Her smell, her taste… the feeling of her skin underneath the tip of my tongue, the vibration of her pulse…

I can't describe the feeling of sensing her desire for me, her nails leaving half-moon shaped imprints on my shoulder blades, if my life depends on it. Looking into her eyes, the life and fire in them takes my breath away. Our lips meet in another hungry kiss, pure lust dominating everything now. There will be space for taking time later…

I sneak my hand down between her legs and if my motion makes her realize what she needs…

"Oh God Jane… take whatever you want. I am yours forever."

With two of my fingers I pass over her clit once and sink into her without hesitation. Her body rises up in a bow, a sharp hiss leaving her lips, before they freeze wide open, forming a silent o. Her fingers frantically searching for grip, moving down to my buttocks, one of her hands coming around, mirroring my own act; before I could draw another breath she is inside of me.

Bodies moving in unison, though not frenzy at all.

"Jane… oh Jane… don't stop… don't stop… don't stop," she whispers feverishly. "You feel so good, please don't stop."

I don't plan on stopping anything. Her movements inside of me, her lips kissing me, her shallow breath… her pure presents threatening to burn me alive. I couldn't stop loving her even if I wanted…

I kiss down her throat, her chest, closing my lips around her right nipple; her moans getting louder, steadier, more present. My heart pounding like mad and feeling her muscles clamping down on me breaks the dam.

"You are so beautiful, even more so when you come for me, with me," she moans softly against my lips. Her eyes are wild and I could get lost in them while both our bodies erupt in ecstatic shivers. I don't know what overwhelms me more, the amount of love I feel for her or the one I find in Maura's eyes.

"That were hardly twelve hours," Maura had whispered against my skin, looking up to me from where she was kneeling on the kitchen floor.

We hadn't made it back to bed for another two hours, christening the kitchen counter and the spacious sofa. That was two days ago and we hadn't left the bed until this morning. After all getting married may only have increased the hunger for each other.

A soft smirk makes it onto my face, how much you can change… I was hardly amorously before I met Maura. I would have rather died than done anything I tried with her. Getting orally pleasured standing at the kitchen counter, not even for money…

I guide her legs around my hips, loving to feel them there.

"I swear to God Maura, we'll need three weeks of vacation just to recover if we keep that up."

"Or we could stay here and spend the rest of our lives having ravenous sex," she breathes against my ear, making me moan deeply.

"Don't put a bee in my bonnet…" I whisper back, rolling my hips against her sex. We both start giggling, snuggling closer together enjoying each other's affinity.

"Damn Maura… it feels like I fucked my damn brain out," I puff against her neck.

She laughs, nonetheless she slaps my arm. "Language Jane." She cups my cheek, capturing my lips in a soft kiss. "We didn't do that for a while," she whispers tenderly against my lips.

"What?"

"Having a plain and good fuck."

"Mhhh," I hum into her mouth and she's right. "Are we getting old because I don't miss that?"

"I don't think so. We are not old and I somehow don't miss that either, at least not at the moment." She kisses my forehead. "I love you."

I squeeze her hard for some seconds. "I love you too."

"Though the thought of you ravishing me against a wall is very tempting," she breathes low.

"Mhhh, stop that Mrs. Rizzoli," I hum back, exhaustion slowly making itself known.

"Say that again and you are not getting any sleep at all tonight," Maura moans against my lips.

I laugh lightly. "Here's the deal, how about I turn on my back and you can ravish yourself on my leg while I nap for a while, Mrs. Rizzoli."

A kiss is pressed underneath my ear. "I love you," she nuzzles her face against my neck and I feel her breath evening out before I fall asleep myself.

I found myself back some hours before, Maura and I running accidentally into a wedding-party in the middle of the streets. Before we knew what happened we were a part of it. Back in Boston we both would have been reserved but here, the typically Mediterranean temper simply is infectious.

Oh and we had truly fun and we danced for hours. Having my personal walking/talking Google by my side I learned that dancing was the over-average activity on a Greek wedding. That's how we had ended up in this small, vacated alley. The permanently contact of our bodies, the friction, the heat…

I wake to a heavy breathing beside me and I have to smile. Possible, that she's having the sequel to my dream…

Maura is resting on her left side, right leg bent, steadying her position. I thing I am going to take advantage of that. I close the faint distance between us, snuggling up against her back I sneak my right hand down her bottom. I don't want her to wake up, preferably not at all but at least not yet. The experience of Maura having an orgasm while sleeping is something I love to watch.

My breath falters for a moment sensing the amount of wetness… oh I'm definitely going to have a blast. I gather some of her fluids on the tips of my index and middle finger, slowly making my way up to her clit. The sharp intake of a breath lets me pause for a moment until she rolls her hips once, subconsciously.

My lips and fingers simultaneously move faintly, kissing her neck and caressing her clit, every fifth stroke I dip my fingertips barely into her heat. I watch her right hand twitch, nails grabbing the sheets, crunching them.

"Jane…," the sound of her voice telling me that she's still fast asleep. "Stop teasing."

If someone thinks Maura's wordy in her daily life… that's no comparison to how wordy she can get, dreaming of or actually having sex in the middle of sleep.

"Mhhh…no don't stop…feels quiet nice."

I lean down, pressing my lips to her ear. "I won't stop until you come," I breathe.

"Oh Jane… go lil…deeper." I do what being asked and slowly enter the full length of my fingers into her. "Yes," she hisses. "Like that… slow… keep…t… slow."

If she could only hear herself for once. The proper Dr. Isles slurring unfinished sentences, throwing grammar to the wind. I go as slow as possible, matching the rhythm her hips are moving. Goose bumps rising on her skin and I know she isn't far anymore and she confirm that as she starts shaking like a leaf. Soft moans and puffs of air hitting the pillow.

"You have a very dirty mind, Mrs. Rizzoli," I whisper against her ear before I remove my fingers slowly, snuggling closer to her. I know I am in for some wild morning sex, because she will be horny like hell waking up, she always is after nights like this.

So… I thought I would make some smaller chapter during their honeymoon because I didn't want to do one chapter and be done. You and I deserve some 'fluff' after the dry spell before the wedding :)

Have a great day…