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Bitter Embrace
Chapter Eleven: Lethargic
Arriving at the station house, Jane schooled her smiling face into a serious expression and stepped through the doors, briefly glancing around and walked to the elevator to take her up to the Homicide squad room. Stepping off the elevator, Jane glared at Frost working at his desk and Korsak loitering by the coffee pot in the corner. Taking a deep breath and exhaling, Jane walked into their line of sight and briefly closed her eyes to block them out for a minute, before opening them and meeting their inquisitive gazes.
"Yo, Jane. Beth got the body downstairs and started the autopsy on the female, thinking she would have more trace due to a later time of death than the male. No identification yet." Korsak said in a robust voice.
Jane walked over to her desk and sat down, twirling back and forth for a minute before responding, "I guess we just wait then. Hey Frost, did you interview the spectators at the park?"
"Yep, sure did. No one saw anything suspicious and the witness that found the bodies said no one was around."
"Well double shit then. Beth is almost as good as Maura but she is not the Doc."
"Ditto to that." Korsak spoke up and walked over to sit by Jane's desk in her spare chair, propping his feet up and leaning back to wait out her thinking. He glanced over at her out of the corner of his eye and asked, "So Janie, the Doc is okay after her mishap? Just low blood sugar or someth'n right?"
Jane sucked in a breath and stared at her desk for a moment and avoided Korsak's Detective eyes then muttered, "She will be all right. Really. They said it was exhaustion and not eating properly. Don't worry too much. I got it all under control. Yes. I sure do. Um, now go do Detective things why don't you." Turning her head and still avoiding Korsak's eyes, she yelled, "Frost do you have anything from missing persons yet?"
"Sure don't Jane. I am sent an E-mail to them with photos over two hours ago and still have no reply. These things take time ya know." Frost glanced from his computer monitor over to meet Jane's brown eyes and noticing the dark circles said, " Ya know Rizzoli, Korsak and I got this paper pushing covered for now, why don't you go take care of Doc Isles and give her our best. Go chill for a bit, pop open a beer and for crying aloud, the both of you get some good rest. You are falling down on your feet. Literally."
"Yeah Janie, Frost and me got this file thing covered." Korsak smiled at Jane and nodded his head toward the door, gave her a wink and said, "Go home and take care of your girl."
Muttering under her breath, Jane said, "Woman. She is a woman."
Deciding to take her partner's advice, grabbed her jacket and the information gathered on the case thus far, then headed out the door, down the elevator and out to her car. Jane's cell phone vibrated in her pocket as she opened her car door. She pulled the phone out of her jacket pocket, looking down at the display; she noticed a text from Maura: Would you please go feed Bass and check on him. I love you Jane. Please call me. I miss you. Ahh, that's my Maur, always thinking of others. I should go feed Bass before I go to my place; I bet Maur will ask if I did. She would definitely NEVER forgive me if I let something happen to her turtle while she is trapped for the night. I bet she will be great mom.
Jane drove out to Maura's house, situated in a nice gated neighborhood. She flashed her badge at the security guard and got the wave through as she had before on many times, too distracted to bother stopping her vehicle to chat with the guy. Maybe I should at least say hello to the poor fellow. Driving up the smooth driveway, Jane stopped her car and gingerly stepped out, attempting to appear as if she belonged in the driveway of such a majestic brick house. I'm sure the neighbors are watching my every move. Having spent many nights at Maura's house, Jane still felt like an outsider even though Maura entrusted her with a key. Pulling out her key, she walked into the foyer and shut off the alarm.
Walking into the kitchen, she crouched down and called, "Here Mr. Turtle… Bass where are you?"
Jane looked under the table and in his little cubby off the kitchen, and not seeing him walked down towards the half bath, his other favorite haunt.
"Ah Ha. There you are buddy." Bass was settled in front of the toilet, resting on the fluffy rug. He popped his head out of his shell, gazing at Jane and started to crawl towards her feet.
"Uh UH little man. I have to get you some food and water because your mom said I had to; so, I'm gonna go put some food in your bowl and some water then I got to go get Jo and walk her." Bass just glared up at Jane and retreated into his shell.
"Fine then don't follow me." She muttered at him.
Jane went to the kitchen, filled the bowls with food and water, decided to leave a light on for the turtle, then went to set the alarm and lock up.
Jane gazed around at the wealthy neighborhood her lover resided in as she drove out of the gated community, and shook her head at the audacity of the rich to flaunt their money by living in ritzy homes and having a perfect landscaped yard complete with gardens full of daisies and petunias.
Muttering to herself while driving to her apartment, "I sure hope she doesn't expect me and Jo to move into her house. I like visiting, I love being with Maura, but damn I just don't fit into that environment."
Jane walked into her apartment, grabbed a cold beer out of the fridge, and kicked off her shoes for a little bit of TV time. She flipped through the file on the double murder and made notes as she read. Deciding to walk Jo at the next commercial break, she dug out her cell phone from her jacket pocket and dialed the hospital to talk with Maura, assuming she was awake from her earlier text message. As the phone rang in her ear, Jane took a huge swallow of cold beer.
"Hey sex kitten," A throaty voice fluttered into Jane's ear.
Beer spewed out of Jane's mouth, flying in all directions and just barely missing the open case file.
In between coughs, Jane shouted, "SHIT Mauraaaaa."
"Jane, are you okay. Babe?" A timid voice questioned, and then a small giggle echoed through the receiver.
"Perfectly. . .Great…You?"
"I am fine, the baby is fine. It is chilly here in my room." A quick intake of breath then, "Come warm me up."
"I want to. . . . Uh, but it's past ten, and that Doc said not after ten. I really do not want her chasing me down for disturbing you. Besides, I'm not very sneaky. "
"Oh I know Jane. I could open my window, you can crawl in."
"This is nuts. We have been apart for like seven hours and I miss you like crazy. I might just jail break you out of there. So, how is the observing thing going?"
"Good. They took some blood, ran some tests, and did a sonogram. I think it is all right. The Doctor informed me I needed to get more sleep and eat more since I have extra nutrient requirements now. "
"Hey Maur, you know I love you. I, uh, I am really very happy for you."
"Do you mean for us Jane," Maura asked in a soft hesitant voice, "or do you mean for me?"
"Us, definitely for us. We just have a lot to discuss."
"I know."
"So love, what are you wearing?" A husky voice came from Maura's side of the phone.
"My work clothes. Same as earlier. Why?"
"Are you still wearing your gun and badge?"
"Yeah, I just took off my shoes and sat down. I felt like I have been on my feet all day."
"Take them off, get comfortable. I am picturing you lying on your couch, feet on the table and head resting on the back. Am I right Jane?"
Taking another swallow of beer, Jane murmured, "mmhm yeah. Feels so good to stretch out. I wish you were here curled up with me and Jo."
"Me too. Jane why don't you unbutton your pants, and take off your belt then untuck your shirt. Get comfortable for me." Maura heard the clink of metal and a soft grunt through the phone. "What is on TV? Is it interesting?"
"Some old replay baseball game. I turned it on for noise. Why?"
"I would not want to be a distraction for you darling."
"Never. You could never be a distraction."
"I hope so. Did you get comfortable Jane?"
"I did. I feel so much better now. Feels good to loosen that belt, Gah."
"I wish I was there to help you get undressed and comfortable babe. I wish I could slide my hands down your hard stomach and loosen your pants for you." Maura heard Jane's breathing quicken. She continued, "I want to kiss you Jane. Suck your neck and slide my tongue down your neck, between your breasts, lick your nipples through your bra and slide down to tease your belly button."
"Maura, what are playing at?"
"I am playing at you Jane. Using my words to play your body in lieu of my hands. I want you so much right now and I cannot have you. "Drawing in a deep breath Maura asked, "Do you want me to continue?"
"I'm game. Where else will your tongue go baby?" Jane asked in a shaky voice.
"After licking your hard stomach, I would slide my hands into your pants and ease them down over your luscious hips. Will you do that Jane, reach down and slide your pants down your hips for me?"
Nodding into the phone, Jane did as Maura asked and eased her slacks down over her hips to rest around her ankles, leaving her in only her cotton briefs and open blouse.
"I would nuzzle your soaked clothing with my lips, kissing your soft bush through your underwear."
"HHHUH Maur," Jane gasped out.
"Take off your shirt Jane."
Jane eased her shirt off and leaned back into the couch cushions, her wetness over Maura's demands pooling between her thighs, soaking her panties.
"Now what Maur?"
"My hands are your hands Jane. Put me on speakerphone baby because you will need both hands free."
"Are your hands free now Jane?"
"Yes," Jane huffed, exciting hitching up her arousal.
"Cup your breast; tickle your nipple with your thumb." Hearing an answering groan as Jane obeyed her demands, Maura continued, "Glide your other hand down your stomach, and tickle under the edge of your panties for me."
"MMH , Babe," Jane panted and scooted further down the couch cushion, setting her feet on the ground and splayed her knees to allow room for whatever else Maura asked of her.
"Ease your fingers down through your soft curls to your wetness. MM. So wet aren't you baby? Tickle your fingers up and down on your soaked clit for me."
"Mmmaur, baby. That feels sooo good." Jane moaned out and pleaded with need lacing her voice, "I need your fingers in me."
"Then glide them down Jane, ease into yourself with two fingers." Maura heard a deep moan and continued, "I love being inside you, so hot and slick."
"Thrust in Jane. Fuck yourself for me."
" I. . . Oh…Ammmm." Jane rocked her hips down on her fingers, riding her hand as if it was Maura inside her. Gliding her other hand from her breast down to her hard erection, she began rubbing in circles and pressing down on her hand rocking harder.
"Do you enjoy my strokes Jane? My fingers deep inside?"
"Yes, OH OH yes Maur,"
"Add another finger then. I want to fill you up with my hard fingers."
Jane added a third finger, spreading her legs even farther apart and thrusting faster, feeling her orgasm quiver her stomach muscles and building fast and strong inside against her fingers.
"Maur, OHMaura, Baby. I. . . .am going to come all over your fingers."
"Do it then Jane. Come. Soak my fingers."
Jane opened her mouth to respond only to release a scream, "Maur," as her orgasm thumped against her hips, arching her back and rocking the couch cushions hard. After a few moments, feeling the wave sweep out, she slumped back and removed her soaked fingers from inside their hot haven.
"Are you comfortable now Jane?"
"Uh huh." Came the weak response Maura heard from her lover.
"Good. I love you babe. Talk to you in the morning. Get some rest." A click echoed in the room as Maura hung up her phone.
"Damn," Jane murmured to the empty apartment, smiling at her phone, "Paybacks are a bitch Darling Doctor."
A/N What is a lonely woman to do in the quiet hospital except tease her lover. Right?
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