Okay ladies and gents(maybe haha)...I was not planning on writing this scene but unicorn1111asked so nicely how could I resist. Just a quick one, enjoy.

Jane was dressed in a flash and was in the elevator before she knew it. Her hair was wild and naturally flowed over her shoulders. The strapless black dress clung to her body tightly as if painted on. Her hemline was on the verge of disappearance and her 4" inch heels made her legs look impossibly longer. Her only saving grace was knowing that her mother had gone home at 4:30 that day, a detail Maura was sure to have known.

The elevator ding brought her back to reality and she stepped out into the precinct lobby at the busiest time of the day. In a millisecond every squad and officer seemed to be right in front of her. She stepped forward and the first clack of her heel vibrated throughout the full space like the crack of a whip.

She didn't know where she was supposed to go but the front door seemed like the most logical place and then there she was. At the end of the corridor stood Maura Isles. Jane's eyes widen and her last shred of control was lost entirely. She was certain that if she stood still any longer everyone would be able to see and smell her arousal flow down her legs.

Maura stood and did not waiver. She was dressed in black wide leg slacks, a white button down shirt whose top buttons were undone and a tight black vest that pushed her breast higher than gravity should naturally allow. Her hair was pulled back and not a strand was out of place but Jane's undoing was, as always ...her shoes. Her eyes roamed over Maura and landed on her 6" red peep toe heels. For some reason she could feel herself on her knees licking those shoes ...perhaps she already was.

The men around them seemed to reappear as the testosterone coming off them engulfed the small space. Eyes darted back and forth between Jane and Maura, no one knowing which vision aroused them more having Jane's legs wrapped around them or feeling Maura's heels dig into their stomachs as she dominated them into submission.

Then it happened, Maura was getting impatient and raised her hand. In one swift motion she snapped her finger and motioned for Jane to move. "Jane, today would be good."

"Yes" Jane managed to stammer out, a collective sigh being shuttered out by everyone and Jane knew that the Dominating Maura fantasy had won everyone over.

The men parted like the Red Sea and Jane managed to make it to Maura. Every click of her heel setting the pace in the men's fantasy, how they didn't lose their load in their pants Maura would never know.

"Maura I..."

"You are late and I don't like to be kept waiting"

More to come soon promise.