Three million years later, here is another part:
By morning Jane's mouth was dry, her whole body ached. She groaned as sleep disappeared and the morning arrived. Her head pounded. She needed a drink, she needed…Maura. The memory of the night before flooded her mind, the feel of Maura's hot skin against her and the orgasm so intense she didn't think she could ever top that left her gasping for breath. She rolled onto her side.
Maura was not there.
On her pillow a slip of paper shone in the morning sun. Jane picked it up and rolled onto her back, clutching the paper in one hand while her other trailed down to the dampness between her legs.
'Got a call in the night about a murder, had to go to work. Wish we could have continued this morning, but dinner tonight – 7pm at Al Fresco at the corner of Fifth and Horner? Text me 617-985-0017. Maura'
The lipstick print at the bottom of the page sent flashes of memory, of Maura's lips on hers, on her breasts, on her thighs, her tongue expertly sending her body into ecstatic convulsions. She dropped the paper, sliding her finger quickly across her body, speeding up as she reached her most sensitive spot. She slid her finger in and out of her body, her thumb circling her clit until she couldn't breath and she screamed out once more.
Her heart thumped inside her chest as she ran the shower in Maura's bathroom. She didn't much fancy the lukewarm temperatures of her tiny cubicle. The hot water streamed across her skin. Maybe her own colder shower would have been a better idea. She lifted the extra head on the shower off the wall and turned it on, turning it to the fastest setting. The water sprayed her thigh so fast it left her gasping for breath within seconds. The offshoot hitting her groin. She angled the water until it hit her hard against her, mixing with the creamy white liquid her body surely couldn't make anymore of. She rested a hand against the shower, using her butt to steady herself as her thighs began to shake.
She closed her eyes, picturing Maura licking her body, circling the sensitive skin between her legs until for the second time that morning the memory of the night before sent her into an orgasm far greater than any she'd felt with a man.
Not that she'd orgasmed with any man. She'd come close, once, but it was only because he'd gone down on her beforehand.
She wrapped herself in a towel and headed back to her apartment to get dressed when her cell buzzed loudly in her hand.
"Rizzoli," she said, dropping the towel on her bedroom floor. "He's dead? Since when? Okay, I'll see you in half an hour."
X
Jane walked into Vice forty minutes later, her head still swept up in the feeling of yesterday's sexual escapade. Her body tingled in ways she didn't anticipate, and she couldn't stop the overwhelming sense of arousal that stayed with her long after her morning shower. The anticipation of dinner with Maura left her desperate for what came after they ate. Assuming that's what Maura meant, and she wasn't just looking for a nice dinner with a friend.
"Homicide are taking over the case," Martinez said, folding his arms across his chest as Jane joined him by the bulletin board. She opened her mouth to speak but he lifted his hand. "I know what you're gonna say, you're not happy, but it's likely murder. He was shot in the head three times."
Jane shrugged. She didn't much feel like working right now, and knowing she didn't need to go undercover today only made her feel better about that. "What happens next?"
"You go down to the medical examiners office and watch the autopsy." Jane opened her mouth to protest but he continued before she could find the words. Maura was down there, and she wasn't sure she was ready to see her so soon. "Detective Korsak is headed there as well, you need to tell them everything you can that might help the case. Doctor Isles is expecting you."
"She…she is?" Jane asked, her eyes wide. "I…"
"She's the cute blonde in the lab coat and scrubs," he said, winking at her.
"A doctor in a lab coat and scrubs?" Jane rolled her eyes, heading towards the door. "She's not gonna be the overweight detective in a grey suit, is she?"
"Get to it, Rizzoli," he said, smacking her playfully on the butt.
She spun around and slapped him just as playfully across the face. "One time does not mean you have a right to touch my ass."
He rested a hand against her back and leant in close. "One time means I wanna make it twice, three times, four times…in one night."
"Sorry, no can do," Jane said, moaning softly against his ear. "I've got a hot blonde waiting for me tonight at home."
"Who?" he asked, standing upright as Jane headed for the door.
"I'd tell you, but then it wouldn't be quite so fun," she said, her cheeks ached from the size of her smile.
"Hot damn," he said, chewing on his bottom lip. "Whoever it is, they make you look hotter."
"I'll tell her you said so."
Jane walked backwards slowly, smirking as Martinez's eyes opened wider and his expression changed quickly. She could tell he was picturing her with a woman, and she didn't much feel like correcting him. Her mind was already several floors below in the Medical Examiners office. It was just a shame Detective Korsak was going to join them.
X
Thinking about Maura all morning didn't set Jane up for how she would feel the second she saw her hard at work in the examination room. One of Maura's assistants handed her a gown, and booties, which she slipped on quickly and rushed into the room, ready to talk to Maura like she knew her. But when she opened her mouth to greet her, she stumbled.
"Good morning Detective Rizzoli," Detective Korsak said, smiling. "Have you met Doctor Isles? She's the new Medical Examiner."
"We've…"
"Not been properly acquainted," Maura said, holding her hand out.
Jane shook her hand, her eyebrows tugged together. The formality of the moment took away some of the fun of knowing she was working alongside Maura today. She sighed. "It's nice to meet you."
"You too," Maura said, her smile a little wider than she expected Maura used with most people. "If you're both ready, we'll begin the autopsy."
The autopsy process was longer than Jane anticipated. But by the end of it she felt a little queasy and unsure of whether she wanted Maura's hands anywhere near her again after being in the chest cavity of a dead body.
"You handled yourself well," Detective Korsak said, patting her on the shoulder. "If you ever want a change of team, we're gonna have an opening in Homicide in a few months. It's unofficial at the moment, but have a think about it."
She nodded her head, unsure if what he was suggesting was something she even wanted. She didn't throw up, which according to Maura, was no mean feat.
"Get some lunch, Detective," Korsak said. "I'll see you upstairs in an hour and we can discuss what you know from your work on Vice."
"See you then," Jane said.
He shook hands with Maura once more then disappeared out of the glass door and along the corridor. Jane didn't move. She didn't know what to do next. The whole situation had been so formal, she didn't know how to end the contact with Maura without continuing in the same vein.
"Thank you, Doctor Isles." She turned around, then turned back, pulling off the gown, she handed it to Maura and headed for the door.
"Wait, Jane." Maura balled up the gown and tossed it into the waste disposal can and pulled off her gloves, throwing them on top of the gown. Jane didn't move, unsure of what to say or do. She could feel Maura step up beside her, so close Jane couldn't breathe. A lump pressed against her ass, and she frowned. "When I found out you'd be coming down here before lunch, I thought I'd see if you wanted to get started sooner."
"Get…start…" Jane swallowed a lump in her throat and turned around, her face inches from Maura's. "With what?"
"I only brought it with me in case I didn't have time to go home before we went out for dinner."
"Brought what?"
Maura wrapped her arms tightly around Jane's body and she could feel that same lump against her thigh. She lowered her voice, her hot breath against Jane's cheek. "You wanted me to fuck you with my strap on."
Jane stepped back, her eyes lowered to what she could now see was a bulge in Maura's scrubs. "You're…you're wearing it…"
"Yes."
"You…had it on…while he was…while you were…"
"Yes." Maura smirked, then chewed on her bottom lip. "What do you say we skip lunch and go straight to dessert?"
The excitement she felt earlier in the day quickly resurfaced as the thought of Maura doing exactly what she asked her to yesterday flooded her mind. She could feel her body pressed against her, the memory of the night before leaving her desperate for more. She glanced around the open room, the dead body still on the slab.
"What about him?"
Maura shrugged. "What about him?"
"We can't do it in front of a dead guy."
"The second we go into my office, my assistant will remove the body and take him to the refrigeration room."
"Oh."
"So?"
Jane stepped forward, wrapping her arms around her body so tight that she could feel the lump against her thigh again. She purred softly. "Fuck me right now."
Maura grasped her hand and guided her across the room, past the deceased, and through another door at the other end of the room. The memory of the autopsy, and the dead body were a distant memory as Maura locked the office doors and closed the blinds.
She opened her mouth to ask what next, but thought better of it and before she could decide what to do, Maura grasping at her wrist pulling Jane closer.
"Do you like that?" Maura asked, pressing her body hard against Jane's. She nodded her head.
They moved together towards the small couch in the room. Maura sat down and pulled Jane on top of her. She trailed her hands across her body, unbuttoning her shirt slowly. Jane tried to focus on every movement, as Maura's hands expertly worked their way in to her shirt and under her bra. Her cold fingers activated her nipples, forcing them to grow hard under her touch.
"I just want you to fuck me," Jane whispered, her breath hitching in her throat.
"All in good time." Maura pulled Jane's hand down between her legs, and kissed her deeply. "Release me."
Without so much as another word, Jan slipped her hands into the scrub pants and pulled out the large, moulded fake penis. She captured Maura's lips, one hand still on the phallic object, squeezing it softly as though it was real.
"Harder," Maura whispered, as their lips collided again.
Jane frowned. "What do you mean?"
"When you squeeze it, I can feel it on my clitoris," she said, wrapping her arms around Jane's shoulders and deepening the kiss. Jane squeezed tightly, pushing it back towards Maura slowly until she could hear her groans disappear into her mouth. Maura gripped her wrist, stopping her. "Enough."
"No." Jane fought against Maura's request, until she loosened her grip on her wrist. Jane chewed her bottom lip and stared deep into her eyes. She let go of the dildo long enough to unbuckle her belt and unzip her trousers, pulling them down her thighs far enough that she could still move. A newfound confidence surged through Jane's body, tingling between her legs at the thought of being fucked by Maura. Knowing that she would feel the same intense excitement spurred her on. "It's my turn to lead."
Maura rested her hands back against the couch and grinned at Jane. She didn't speak as Jane positioned the device against her body, slathering it in the juices she could feel pooling out of her. She pushed forward, and it filled her up, just the tip at first. Maura's eyes closed and she could see the pleasure on her face.
"You ready?" Jane asked, but didn't wait for an answer as she pushed her body forward, thrusting herself onto the phallic object. She pulled Maura into her arms and thrust her hips forward until she felt her body get closer to Maura's. The feel of her clit so close to Maura's, she couldn't breathe. She let out a long moan, and kissed her eyes.
With every thrust of her body against Maura's, she could feel her pushing back, meeting her, fucking her so hard that Jane didn't think she could hold out much longer. But the longer it went on, the more aroused she became until she couldn't continue in that position much longer. She pulled back, letting the phallic object drop between them.
"What's wrong?" Maura asked, panting loudly, her eyes sprang open. Jane reached out to her hands and pulled her from the couch.
"Nothing," she said, pushing her across the room towards the door. She pushed her hard against it, forcing her back to collide a little harder than intended but Maura only smiled back. She filled herself up once again, pushing Maura repeatedly back against the door, imprisoning her between her body, forcing her moans to intensify.
Maura grappled for her hand. "Cover my mouth."
Jane did as she was told just in time as one final thrust sent Maura's eyes rolling back in her skull, and the muffled scream hit Jane's hand. She thrust again and against, fighting through Maura's orgasm, waiting for the crescendo to hit.
"Come on," she mumbled, frustrated that she wasn't hitting the great highs of the night before.
Maura pushed her back, her eyes glistening with something Jane couldn't figure out. She didn't speak as she pushed Jane face first against the door and entered her behind, pushing the strap on back into her. She trailed her hands across Jane's hips and down between her legs, and activated her clit. The additional stimulation sent shockwaves throughout her body, and Jane's knees weakened.
She tried to speak but the air had gone from her lungs as she fought against the lack of oxygen, desperate to reach orgasm before she ran out of air.
"No," Jane whispered, moving back, pushing Maura out of her before she could move another step.
"What's wrong?"
"Take it off."
"The strap on?"
"Yes. Give it to me."
She smirked and chewed her lip. "You want to fuck me now, do you Jane?"
"God, yes," she said, tugging at the strap before Maura could completely take it off. She struggled with getting it on, until Maura expertly wrapped it around her body and she felt an excitement she didn't know she could feel. She stepped closer to Maura, kissing her again, capturing her lips over and over again until she couldn't breathe. "Always wanted to do this."
"Always?" Maura raised an eyebrow.
"Since yesterday," Jane said, trailing her hands down Maura's sides, she looped her fingers around the edges of the scrubs and tugged them down around her thighs. "You ready for me?"
"I was ready days ago," Maura whispered as Jane found her opening and thrust herself into her, slowly at first. The feel of the dildo hitting her clit was far better than anything she could imagine.
"What is with this thing?"
"What do you mean?"
"Why is it doing this to me?"
"Hitting you in just the right place?" Maura asked, placing her hands on Jane's butt, pulling her closer. Jane nodded. "Some of them have extra pieces."
Jane thrust her hips so hard that Maura stumbled back and she slipped out of her. She stepped forward, forcing herself back into Maura's body, holding her steady as they moved a few feet. The edge of the desk stopped them and she thrust faster and harder, her hips moved back and forth over and over again. She could feel herself growing more excited, her clit burning with intensity.
Maura's moan's increased again. Jane captured her mouth again, kissing her deeply as she thrust her body against her. It didn't take long for her to lose control, her fingers intertwined with Maura's as her whole body shook and she fell against Maura, exhausted.
"Keep going," Maura whispered against her ear. She shook her head but Maura's body continued to move beneath her and she couldn't stop the second wave of intensity that started to build.
"Fuck me," Jane gasped finding a second wind as she thrust the strap on faster and harder into Maura. She kept her eyes open and stared into Maura's, watching as she toppled over into another orgasm. A moment later, Jane could feel a third wave of pleasure take over her entire body until she slipped out of Maura, gasping for breath.
She stood there for a moment, unable to speak, her body completely spent. Maura slipped off her scrub pants and took Jane's hand, and they returned to the couch where they lay down in each other's arms. The feel of the strap on between them sent Jane's head into a spin.
"Why do I want to do it again?" she asked, panting, her breath still lost in the ether. "God, I didn't know this could be so amazing."
"I still expect to see you for dinner," Maura said, trailing gentle kisses along her neck. "Maybe tonight you can wear that to dinner."
"Me? Tonight?" Jane closed her eyes as a wave of pleasure travelled through her body. "I don't know if I can go that long."
Kissing Jane once more, Maura stared into her eyes. "No more now, it'll make it even better later. If you'd rather not wear that to dinner, I have another option…but then I'd be in control, and maybe I'll activate it during the main course."
"What the fuck?"
"Does that mean you want to try it?"
"Hell yes."
"We'd best clean up," Maura said, glancing at the clock on the wall. "Detective Korsak is expecting you in about five minutes.
"Do I have to?"
"Yes, Jane."
She burrowed her face against Maura's neck and groaned. "I can't wait to see what other toys you've got."
"All in good time."
I anticipate writing one more part, and then this story is officially complete. So don't expect anything more, haha. I'd love your opinions ;)