You might need to be alone for this chapter... I am not sorry

Chapter 18

Be in bed and ready to answer your phone in 20 minutes. You are finishing what you started.

Jane read the text at least five times before looking up at her front door. As she was currently rooted to the spot, she knew she had to move soon as she felt even more arousal soaking her boxers that of course were now totally ruined thanks to the doctor. Fumbling with the brass doorknob, she managed to close the door quietly, but alas, she couldn't quite escape the Angela inquisition.

"Janie, where have you been?" Her mother appeared from the kitchen with a dish towel placed haphazardly on her right shoulder.

"I text you earlier Ma, practice was cancelled so I hung out with Frost for a while."

"Oh really?" the matriarch replied, raising one eyebrow, "You swear on your Nonna's life you were with Frost?"

"Ma! You know I hate doing that but yes, I swear on her life." Jane lied however unconvincingly and shrugged her shoulders, trying to make her way towards the staircase.

"I am so disappointed in you Janie. Frankie, Frost come here a moment." Angela called victoriously.

Jane's foot froze in mid-air as she went to take the first step. Her heartbeat was suddenly pounding in her ears.

FUCK FUCK FUCK. Why didn't Frost tell me he was hanging here tonight? And I've just sworn on my Nonna's life… sorry Nonna, wherever you are!

Frost and Frankie rounded the corner looking sheepish, first glancing at Angela and then hanging their heads in unison, not daring to look Jane in the eye.

"So, I-er, better get going!" Frost announced, clapping his hands together.

"You wait there just one minute, mister! How many other times has Jane claimed to be with you, but hasn't been?"

"Honestly Mrs. Rizzoli I don't know."

*THWACK*

The dish cloth whipped Frost on the arm, as he let out a surprised howl.

"Barold Frost don't you lie to me!" As Angela held the cloth up again threateningly.

"Maybe once or twice? But Mrs. Rizzoli, I've always checked in to make sure she was safe! You know I care about her. She's my best friend." Frost held his hands up in front of his face in a defensive position and screwed his eyes shut. However, he looked up slowly when Angela failed to strike again.

"Thank you for your honesty," she smiled, "now go home."

"Of course!" Frost only stopped to grab his jacket and bag from beside the front door, while mouthing 'sorry' to his dumbstruck best friend.

"Oh, and Barry?" Angela called once more.

"Yes Mrs. Rizzoli?"

"What car do you drive now?"

"The same rusted old mustang I always have?" he replied with a puzzled look on his face.

"That's all." Angela replied with a finality that let Frost know he could leave before she turned to her oldest son.

"Frankie. Go to your room."

"But Ma-"

"Don't argue with me young man". She warned, the dish cloth still in hand as her eyes blazed with a silent anger. Frankie luckily had no more fight left in him and turned to stomp up the stairs, carefully avoiding his sister who was still on the bottom step. Jane watched with jealousy as Frankie made his escape past her. Strangely enough, the arousal Jane had entered the house with had disappeared and for once she was grateful.

"Come and sit down with me, Jane."

The matriarch made her way back into the kitchen and sat herself down at the old, oak table, indicating for Jane to take the chair opposite her. As she sat down, Jane felt her phone vibrate in her pocket, but she didn't dare reach for it.

"You need to tell me where you were tonight and who with."

Angela didn't shout, but her unwavering tone still scared Jane. She couldn't bear if Angela forbid her to see Maura… she couldn't, could she?

"I-er, was with someone." Jane managed to utter.

Good start Rizzoli.

"The same someone you have been sneaking about with for the last month?"

"I wouldn't say sneaking… but yes. The same person."

"So, what would you call seeing someone but not telling your family or friends any details and lying about when you're seeing this person."

"Okay so maybe it does fall into sneaking, but I'm not doing it to hurt anyone Ma."

"Then why can't I meet her Janie? What is so bad about her you have to hide it from me?"

"I just… I don't want you to tell me to stop seeing her, okay?"

"But why would I Janie? Apart from the fact she is older and clearly has a good job to have the car she drives? Is she taking advantage of you? Oh god, is she forcing you to do things Janie?"

"NO! Ma, god, she isn't making me do anything. She is perfect. Wait… how do you know what car she drives?"

"The amount of times she has dropped you off Janie? You can't think I'm that stupid? Plus, Carla saw you with her as well remember? Why can't I meet her? To see how perfect she is?"

*buzz*

Shit

*buzz*

"Is that her Janie? Is that why you won't answer?" Angela demanded.

*buzz*

"I'm not answering because you've always told me it's rude to look at your phone at the kitchen table."

*buzz*

"Well it's clearly urgent, you've just left her, why would she be calling?"

Jane let out a deep sigh and rubbed her temple with her left hand, not believing how different her situation was now to the one she and Maura jointly imagined 20 minutes ago.

"I don't know Ma, as I'm not answering it, am I?" Jane was starting to get annoyed. All she wanted was to be with Maura, not under a spotlight answering a thousand pointless questions.

"Don't take that tone with me Jane Clementine Rizzoli, or you will be grounded for two weeks and that means no party!"

"No party? Ma it's my 18th! You can't take that away from me!"

"Don't tempt me Jane."

"This is ridiculous. I'm in love with someone and I get threatened with being grounded 3 days before my birthday. That's great Ma, really."

Angela stopped in her tracks and her features softened.

"In love with?"

Jane looked up at her mother, realising both pairs of eyes were shimmering with tears that were threatening to fall.

"Yes, in love, which is why I'm taking this slow and not telling anyone. Why can't I just be in my bubble with her for a little while longer? I don't want anything to break it, Ma."

"Oh, sweetie come here," Angela got up from her chair and crushed Jane in a big hug like only the matriarch could, "I just need to know you're safe and happy but I can't do that if you don't tell me anything. Does Barry know? Is that why he's covering for you?"

"Ma, why can't you just let me do this in my own time? I'm figuring out who I am. I'm figuring out what I want and what I need. Just let me do that, please? He doesn't know much he's just being a good friend." The brunette was pleading now, all she wanted to do was curl up into a ball with her girlfriend and pretend the rest of the world didn't exist.

"Okay Janie… I'll try."

The young Italian looked up at her mother and smiled for the first time as she relaxed into the embrace.

"Can I go up to my room now? I should probably call Mau- them back". Jane stumbled over her words. She mentally kicked herself for nearly revealing Maura's name, she knew Angela wouldn't let go.

"Mau-what? Janie what's her name? You can at least tell me that?!"

"You're not going to let this go, are you?"

"Nope."

"Fine Ma. Her name is…. Maura."

"Maura? Oh, that's so pretty, is she Irish?" The matriarch's eyes lit up.

"No Ma, that's all you're getting. Goodnight."

With that, Jane was finally able to leave the room and check her phone.

5 missed calls and 6 texts.

Shit.

I'm waiting Miss Rizzoli.

Jane?

Are you okay?

I'm sorry if this is too soon, but I thought you wanted it just as much as I did.

Just let me know you're okay?

Jane?

Double shit.

*call Maura*

On the second ring, Maura answered, relief flooding through her voice.

Jane? Are you okay?

I'm fine Maur… but my Ma kinda interrogated me when I got home. I'm so sorry I couldn't check my phone, it wasn't a reflection on how I was feeling at all.

I did start to panic I had pushed you a little bit too far mi amor, what happened?

Well, you know my cover story was Frost?

Yes?

Guess who was at my house playing Playstation with my little brother?

Oh no.

Yep, Frosty boy himself.

What did your mother say?

She demanded to know who I'd been with and if it was the same person I'd been 'sneaking about with' for the past month.

And what did you say?

That I had been seeing the same person and I haven't shared any details because I wasn't ready to, which I'd already told her, but clearly that's not good enough anymore.

Oh mi amor, I'm sorry you had to go through that.

Me too… but I kind of let your name slip.

WHAT?

She was bugging me about why I wasn't answering my phone and when I asked if the conversation was over so I could leave and call you back, I started to say Maura… she just wants to know details Maur. Hopefully that'll keep her happy for a while.

I've got a bad feeling about this Jane…

It'll be okay I promise, I won't let anything come between us, you know that don't you?

I do now.

Good, because there's no way I'm letting you go.

In a way I'm glad we didn't carry out our original plan, I love hearing how much I mean to you Jane. It truly warms my heart. I just wish you were here now.

Me too, all I wanted was for you to be there with me and holding me. I'm still devastated we didn't get to finish what we started in the car…

… Jane, this will be the second time you've started something you can't finish.

Who says we aren't finishing? I'm on the edge just talking to you. You know what your voice does to me Maura.

Tell me what you want Jane… if you could have anything right now

I want you… on your back… your legs wrapped around my waist, pulling me closer

I do love when you are on top of me… what would you do next?

My – My er- fingers, are erm-

Don't be nervous my love… it's just me

I want to circle your clit, I want to feel how much you want me. I can't wait to moan into your mouth at the contact of our skin and I'm craving more Maura. I want my two fingers to push gently at your drenched folds, I want to feel your walls clench instantly around me as I enter you… pulling me in even further.

God Jane, you feel so good inside me!

Are you fucking yourself Maura?

…Yes

Are you imagining it's me inside of you?

YES!

Tell me what you need Maura, I need to her you moan my name, beautiful

I need you… god Jane, I need you to do the same. Imagine my fingers are teasing your entrance, my other hand pinching your nipple as my mouth sucks gently on the pulse point on your neck, just the way you like. I want to slowly ease one finger inside, I want to feel how soaked you are. I want to slowly add another and another. I want your hips to grind slowly against me at first as we find our rhythm, I want our pace quicken, I want to hear you moan as I find the perfect spot.

Yes… YES… Maura. God this feels amazing.

Are you touching yourself Jane? Are you circling your clit with your left hand and fucking yourself with your right?

I am… now… OH god Maura… I am gonna cum so hard

I want to cum with you Jane, fuck yourself harder and faster. I want my fingers to be yours, I want you to stroke my g-spot like I am now Jane… holy shit… FUCK ME JANE.

Fuck fuck fuck, MAURA!

…

…

Jane? Are you okay?

I….er…. I just came so hard. My sheets are ruined.

Did you ejaculate?

Maur! Why have you got to sound like a doctor?

Maybe because I am? What would you rather I ask you Jane? If you squirted?

Fuck Maura, don't start again…

Were you only expecting one orgasm Jane?

I don't think I can physically have any more… my clit is so sensitive.

Not even if my tongue was trailing circles lazily around it? Building you up slowly to your next climax?

Okay maybe I can…

Insert your fingers again for me Jane?

Fuuuck

The pleasurable moan that escaped Jane's lips as the sound of her fingers reinserting into her drenched folds was clear for both women to hear.

Oh god!

They both moaned in unison.

Jane, I wish I could see you right now… I bet you look so beautiful

Then, the Italian had an incredibly arousing idea… but would Maura be okay with it?

You wanna see me?

Yes Jane, more than anything

You wanna see me cum for you?

Every second of it

Turn on Facetime…

God Jane… are you sure?

I am fucking myself in front of my mirror Maur… I want you to see how soaked I am… how close I am… for you

Maura accepted Jane's Facetime request instantly and was astounded by how beautiful her girlfriend was in that moment. Although the honey-blonde's eyes went straight to the three fingers that were thrusting in and out of the brunette's soaking folds, she couldn't get over how utterly stunning Jane looked. Her head tilted back onto the pillow she had put behind her head, her mouth hanging open as silent screams escaped as the waves of pleasure were hitting every part of her body. The doctor was left speechless as Jane's hips grinded harder and faster against her fingers, signalling she was close to her release. However, it was what Jane did next that instantly made Maura flood her core.

Jane lifted her head until she was looking directly into the camera… and seductively winked before adding a fourth finger and releasing the most feminine and arousing moan Maura had ever heard.

Within seconds, Maura herself had experienced her own phenomenal climax, knowing that Jane Rizzoli was the sexiest woman in the world… and she's all mine.

As Maura's thoughts had been pre-occupied, she hadn't noticed Jane switching from Facetime and returning to a normal voice call. The honey-blonde could hear the smirk in Jane's voice as she whispered through the phone.

You okay there Maur? Was that final part okay?

Jane?

Yes beautiful?

You are…

Perfect?

Yes… my god you are perfect.

Well I hope that made the wait for Jane's birthday more bearable! I promise another update very soon. As always, positive comments are always welcome. I love hearing what people think, it inspires me to keep writing! (Also I'd like to just take a moment and say this is my longest story EVER! 49,431 words and counting).