*Okay as always I own nothing of Criminal Minds or Rizzoli & Isles just enjoying using the characters.

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(Chapter Fourteen)

Maura was laying in bed with Emily on her chest. She had been awake now for about half an hour just enjoying the weight of her lover on top of her. It was Wednesday morning and tonight the children were throwing them a shower/dinner at the Dirty Robber then the final rehearsal was tomorrow night with Friday being set for a warrior mates event. This was mainly due to Angela and Pen pushing the brides not seeing each other before the wedding. Saturday was the day she had been fantasying about since she was fourteen and had first laid eyes on the beautiful woman now asleep on her chest.

She leaned forward and kissed the black locks in front of her and got a muffled, "...love you..." in return. She smiled knowing that even in sleep Emily's subconscious made sure she felt adored. She reflected back on the previous evening with her and Emily's conversation about everything that had happened in the last month. She thought it was wonderful that Elizabeth and her were getting closer.

Emily had explained that her mother had Pen get in contact with Xandy in London and had the woman go to her and Kia's old flat and take pictures of pictures and place them on disc and e-mail them to her. This way Emily and Chessie could tell her about the daughter n law that she never had gotten to meet. The three had a night of talking which included the Ambassador bringing out rare photo's of Emily's dad and telling stories about him to them. She smiled at the thought of Rossi being thrown out of his bed by four brunette's needing bonding time and how her and Jane got a picture of three of them in the bed asleep with the other one in the crib.

Everything seemed to be working out in it's own way. Emily's hand came out of the cast on Monday and was in good working order. She smiled at how well it was working... she had missed everything that the talented hand could make her feel. She was thankful that her lover and best friend had made peace with each other. But she knew that Jane had avoided any subject that might lead back to Bradley Monroe Winston the Third. She could tell that her friend was just glad that she had played off the surprise of Rossi telling the few details of Emily coming to the bar and to her mother. Maura almost wished she had been there though just to see as the memories came back to Jane. She could only imagine the pupil dilation and facial expressions that it caused.

"OOO...mmm... your awake." Maura finally got out after arching into the mouth that was firmly determined to make her moan.

"Um hummm..." was barley uttered since Emily wasn't giving up her present position. She had moved slightly to her right and caught the nipple that was in front of her.

"Weee... seemmm... to beee... fff..." Maura's voice went up an octave, "...ffrisky this morning." Was finished in a fast sentence as she had to arch up again into Emily's mouth. The woman was focused on making her lover feel good. But took her mouth off the nipple, "Is that a complaint?" Was asked before said mouth found the other nipple.

"Nooo..." was breathed out as Maura was quickly going from pondering to frantic desire like a race car leaving the starting gate. "Jane was right about your skills with breast love," was the last full thought for the moment because her mind had to give way to the explosions of pleasure that a certain mouth was causing all through her body. It had been awhile since Emily had woken up in this state of mind and Maura was so glad that she was back with her.

She just relaxed into the feeling and warmth that was her soul mate. Emily's hands were everywhere all at once setting Maura's skin on fire with want. Finally her speech returned, "Oh Beloved, take me. Liberate my soul. Fill me with your love and release me from two worlds. If I set my heart on anything but you let fire burn me from inside."***

The words seemed to set Emily on fire too... for she remembered the last time Maura had said them. It was right there in that bed before she had to leave on the mission. She remembered the taste of her lover when their hands were brought up to her lips. It was a taste she hadn't had in over twenty years but now would never be denied. She knew this because of Maura's words from that night which were flooding her mind and heart at the moment, "You can taste me, love me, and have me anytime... for I am yours always."

Neither one could touch enough to satisfy the wanting of the other in their soul. Emily entered Maura and set a pace that was fueled by pure need. "I love you so much my rose..." was panted out in between breaths. Maura was unable to speak as she was quickly fading to the world of lights and pleasure that lover's go but she reached and took Emily's free hand and brought it up to her lips and kissed it in the last moments before sensation took her out to the land of wonderment.

When she came back to the present Emily was holding her and kissing her cheek tenderly whispering, "I will always love you," over and over until Maura caught her lips in a passionate kiss. "And I will always love you my pretty girl."

The official day started much later since the couple wanted their own bonding time before facing all the last minute details of their wedding being held at the Orpheum Theater on Saturday. Pen had asked why a theater until she saw Emily's mother's guest list. The Orpheum holds 2700 and if everyone came it would take most of the seats to hold the guest list. So much to do yet they both were determined not to sacrifice the tender moments which were needed and wanted with each other.

Okay just felt an over view and a little time together is what was called for at the moment. :)

*** The quote was the start of a Rumi poem. I brought it back to memory for a reason that you will later get to understand.

Google the Orpheum in Boston and you will see where I have the ladies having their wedding. :)