AN: Back to your regularly scheduled shenanigans, this chapter is for tlc125, where I hear even Texas is cold.
December 15
Thanks to their efforts last night the detective's set about that morning with several solid leads, and much to their surprise and elation, had a suspect in custody that afternoon. They were waiting on Maura's test results to decide if they were charging them or letting them go. Jane sat at her desk chewing idly on her thumb waiting, the ding of the elevator had a Pavlovian effect on her.
"Congratulations detective's. You have got your man."
Jane stood taking the folder from her and skimming through it, she beamed,
"No Maura, you got our man. Excellent job."
The blonde tried to look modest, after all science caught him, she just interpreted the results.
"Well then I expect you home at a decent hour tonight then?"
"Count on it. Come on guys lets go make this scumbag sweat."
True to her word Jane was not only home at a decent time, they even managed to drive back together. Picking up some incredibly festive Chinese take out on the way. They snuggled up on the sofa after their meal catching up on some missed together time.
"I am going to go take a shower, you catch up on your sports centre. Then come upstairs in an hour ok."
Jane could see the tell tale signs of a plan in motion.
"One hour, gotcha."
Leaning up Maura placed a chaste kiss on her lips before making her way upstairs. Jane leaned back with a smile watching her hips sashay from the room. Picking up her phone she set the timer, not that she would need reminding to go up. More in case she got impatient and went too early. She unconsciously licked her lips as she flicked over the channels on the tv.
Upstairs Maura climbed into the shower washing away the remnants of the day. Humming contentedly in the hot streams, she tried to not let her mind wander too far in anticipation of what was to come. Stepping out of the shower and wrapping herself in perhaps the fluffiest towel known to man she strolled to their bedroom to prepare.
Making sure every inch of her was as dry as possible she fetched today's box, having peeked inside that morning in light of yesterday's offering. Pulling out a bag of white powder she proceeded to rub it into her skin, everywhere she could reach.
Downstairs Jane was shifting uncomfortably around on the couch. She kept checking the timer having lost all interest in the tv some time ago. She had twenty minutes left on the clock. Her antsy behaviour had caught Jo's interest, so grabbing her leash she decided a quick walk around the block aught to keep the dog out of trouble and run the clock down.
Fifteen minutes later Jane walked in the door letting Jo into the house. Kicking off her shoes she walked into the kitchen fetching a bottle of water from the fridge. She idly took a few mouthfuls as she looked out into the yard, their snowman army still standing tall. The shrill beeping of her phone told her the hour was up. In an effort to not seem too eager she finished the bottle before heading upstairs.
She could see the soft light at the bottom of the door as she wandered through the dark house. Pushing the door open she sucked in a breath of the sight before her. Laid on her side wearing only a smile, Maura beckoned her closer. Stepping into the room Jane sat next to her leaning down for a respectfully reserved kiss.
"So Doctor, I take it from your rather relaxed demeanour you enjoyed your shower."
"I did, it would have been better with you in it, but that's for another day. Right now I am feeling remarkably over dressed."
Jane remedied the situation in record time before mirroring Maura's position on the bed, resting her head on her hand.
"I took the liberty of already opening today's box,"
She placed the unremarkable bag of powder on the bed in between them, she tried to stay straight faced at the look on Jane's face.
"It is definitely not what it looks like. Dip your finger in and see."
"You have to tell me if you're a cop right?"
The years in vice had made a part of her lizard brain light up before she could rationalise that Maura was definitely not bringing a bag of cocaine into the bedroom.
"Actually, I don't."
The brunette shook her head with a smile as she brought a powdery finger to her lips. The honey taste exploded on her tongue, her face expressing the pleasant surprise.
"Mmm! Get me a lollipop and I could eat this all day!"
"I'm glad you like it. It also has another use, besides satiating your sweet tooth."
Reaching over Maura took the bag placing it to one side. Grasping Jane's empty hand she placed her plan high on her chest.
"Holy crap! Your skin is so soft, I mean it always is with those lotions and potions you use, but just, wow."
She danced her fingertips across her collar bone, trailing up her neck. Goosebumps arose in the wake of her ghosting touch. Leaning forward the detective closed the distance between them, sucking a bottom lip between her own she lightly nibbled on it before leaving open mouthed kisses along her jaw trailing to one of her favourite spots. As her lips came into contact with the impossibly soft skin the same hint of honey invaded her senses.
She grinned against the skin there, pushing slightly she rolled Maura onto her back never once breaking away from the maddeningly sweet taste. The blonde sighed happily as Jane suckled softly at her pulse point, scarred hands already addicted to the feeling of her skin as they roamed over her body unable to stay still. Soon the detective moved on, tracing the contours of her shoulder and chest, chasing the sweetness with her tongue.
Maura arched into the touches, sometimes theorising that when she closed her eyes that Jane must have more than two hands as she could feel her everywhere. She was not at all surprised by the surge of wetness at her centre. Jane had yet to really touch her, but her arousal was plain to see. Her clit thrummed with her increasing heart beat.
Jane was on a mission, seemingly devouring as much of the sweet taste she could find, the blonde was reacting rather more strongly to the attention than she had anticipated. Her own hands wrapped around the muscular back over lover simply willing her talented touch lower. She whimpered when she felt her tongue circle and flick over her straining nipple only to be sucked between lips. Her back arched when a hand enveloped her other breast, equally pert nipple scraping the scar tissue in her palm.
Her breaths were laden as she opened her legs wider inviting Jane to lay beneath them. The brunette stilled momentarily when she felt the two of their bodies connect in white hot heat. A curse falling from her lips as Maura bucked her hips into her, it was only then she registered the quickening of her own pulse somewhere much lower than her chest.
Her name called quietly in a breathy moan caught her ear, the neediness apparent. Leaning on one arm she lifted herself up just enough to reach her hand between the two of them. The contrast of the silky skin against her own work calloused hand caused Maura to bite her lip, a coppery tang on her tongue when fingertips delved lower. Her mind beginning to become blind to everything but the sensations Jane was giving to her. Harsh nips and soothing licks of skin whilst her long fingers, coated in her growing wetness teased at her straining clit,
Somehow in the writhing of her hips she had managed to slip a thigh between Jane's, as she bucked into the unrelenting tease her leg rose to meet velvet. She gripped and scratched at her back feeling her detective bear down upon the intrusion, a reverberating moan her reward. Although Jane's own movements were slow as if to draw out her own pleasure, Maura was fast approaching an explosive release. Her stomach quivered at the increasing pressure inside.
Gasping for air her hips ground into the mattress, they bucked to meet the unrelenting caress of her clit. No matter how she moved Jane met every turn with blind ease. Her back arched high from the bed as her muscles stilled for only a moment as the waves of ecstasy flew through her. Nails dug harshly into the olive flesh above her as Jane continued to worship her body.
As she stilled, breathing returning to normal, her hands roamed the detective's back. However a pained hiss stopped her movements entirely.
"Jane? What's wrong?"
"It's ok, really. Just I think your nails went a little deep, and you just, well as sexy as this sounds. You just rubbed sweat into it, and it stung like a bitch."
Maura's hands covered her mouth instantly, her face flushing with embarrassment,
"Oh my god, I hurt you! I'm so sorry!"
"Maura, it's fine I swear. Stop hiding from me."
Kneeling up she peeled the hands away from the blonde's flushed face. Intertwining her fingers with each hand. Maura couldn't help worry her lip as Jane looked down with a warm smile.
"You didn't do it on purpose Maur, just a heat of the moment thing, it happens to the best of us. Why do you think I let you drag me to those mani pedis you love so much? Besides, it was kinda hot."
"Really?" She wasn't sure if Jane was placating her until she leaned down to whisper in her ear.
"Really hot Maur. So much so, I came the moment you did."