I keep forgetting about the reviewers who arent signed in, so here are my answers to you.
Cooly - I'm slightly concerned that you're shaking, but I love that you love this series of smut. Good on you!
Guest - I agree, being sober is super important when engaging in any sort of sex, vanilla or otherwise.
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Jane felt her muscles burn as she filled Maura with three fingers, curling her fingers on each stroke and feeling the soft, spongy spot inside her swelling. Maura gasped after a particularly hard thrust and Jane covered her mouth with her hand, leaning down to nip her jaw sharply.
"Keep quiet," she rumbled lowly. Maura's eyes, blown pupils swallowing the dark green of her iris, pleaded wordlessly with her, and her cunt clenched around Jane's fingers. "You remember our deal. Nod." Maura nodded frantically and Jane watched her chest heave for air. "You lost the bet, so now you have to be quiet. I don't want to hear another peep out of you until I say so." Maura nodded again, her hands clenching around the ties that bound her wrists to the headboard.
Jane smiled toothily and pulled her hand away from Maura's mouth, shuffling down to take a nipple in her mouth and worry it gently between her teeth. Maura's back arched at the attention and she panted heavily but never made a sound, though Jane knew how sensitive her breasts were. She rewarded her with a harsh suckle, sliding between her spread legs to give herself more leverage as she put her thigh behind her aching hand. The wet sound of her fingers sinking into Maura's cunt, the smell of sex on the air, the frantic, nearly overwhelmed expression that filled Maura's eyes all made Jane immeasurably proud of herself.
She grinned as she fucked Maura harder, sliding her pinky in beside her other fingers on the next thrust and groaning at the tight fit. "You know," she rasped, "I might be able to fit my entire hand inside you." Maura's eyes rolled in her head and her cunt clenched greedily around Jane's fingers. "You'd probably get off on that, huh? Me stretching you nice and wide around my knuckles, filling you completely."
She leaned down and nipped Maura's lip hard, reveling in the stuttered breath against her lips and curled her fingers. Maura stretched up against her, breasts pressing into her chest and thighs trembling around her hand as her toes curled around Jane's calf, holding her in place.
"Are you going to come?" Maura nodded frantically. "Not yet."
Maura pulled her lip between her teeth, worrying the skin as Jane pushed into her again, stretching her around her knuckles. Maura grasped the restraints around her wrists, arching up into Jane with a gasp and pulling her closer with the leg around her thigh. She stopped breathing, trying desperately to stave off her orgasm, jaw trembling as Jane pushed into her again.
"Maura." Jane's voice scratched next to her ear, deep and commanding and full of sex. Her quiet grunts and pants of exertion tickled Maura's earlobe, digging beneath her skin and settling somewhere in the vicinity of her pelvis, adding to the pressure swelling in her cunt. "Maura, be loud."
Vaguely, in the small part of her mind not completely taken by her baser instincts, Maura registered that Jane had given her permission to come, but her body seemed to have taken the consistent pressure against her front wall as all the consent it needed and was already tightening to a near-painful point. She gasped for air, eyes rolling back in her head as her muscles seemed to clench all at once, drawing her up into a perfect arch as she cried out exultantly at the ceiling. She gushed onto the sheets beneath her hips, soaking through them and covering Jane's hand as her loud cry rolled into a breathy moan as Jane's fingers fluttered, coaxing more fluid from her quivering sex and drawing out her orgasm until she wasn't sure if she had come more than once or was still feeling the powerful echoes of her first. She sunk back against the mattress when Jane finally stopped moving though her hand stayed in place, nestled against her sex and feeling the lazy, rhythmic ripples that shook her every few seconds.
Jane pecked her chest and throat intermittently with her lips, lingering over clusters of freckles and faint marks from her teeth, and slowly slid her fingers out of Maura's clenching cunt, pausing every time Maura moaned weakly and wiggled her hips. She reached up and let the knots slip loose so Maura's wrists were free, then pressed her wet fingers into the arch of her hips, laying beside Maura and kissing her temple as she regained her breath.
"Babe?"
"Mm?"
"How you doing?"
"Hmm."
Jane snorted and her thumb slid over Maura's trembling stomach. "Break you?"
"Mmhmm." Maura slowly maneuvered herself onto her side and tucked her face against Jane's neck, breathing in the condensed scent of her, all sweat and clean laundry and lavender. Her lips ghosted over her pulse point, feeling the strong thrum of her heart beat under her skin, and she threw her leg over Jane's hip, opening herself up to her.
"Again?"
"Couple minutes," she slurred quietly, arranging herself so every inch of her pressed against the length of Jane's body, feeling the ache behind her pelvis return with each quiet minute that passed until she finally rolled her hips gently against the jut of Jane's iliac crest.
Jane chuckled throatily and eased Maura onto her back again, leaning down to kiss her gently, thoroughly, tongue sliding across Maura's and tracing the ridges of her mouth before pulling back. "Wanna try for five?"
"I think…God, Jay, yes. Yes. Do it." Maura lifted her hips, pressing against Jane's thigh between her legs. Jane looked at her face for a long moment, lips quirking up on one side as she disappeared from Maura's sight. Her breath washed over Maura's breast, giving her a second's notice before her mouth latched around the sensitive nipple. Maura threaded her fingers through Jane's hair, pulling on the tangled curls harshly as Jane nipped and suckled for long minutes. By the time she pulled away with a pop, Maura was moaning unreservedly and writhing beneath Jane's restraining weight.
"Still good?"
"God, yes." Maura impatiently pushed her shoulders down, whimpering when Jane chuckled and nipped her stomach chidingly.
"Patience, babe."
"Jay."
"I've got you. Don't worry, we'll get there." Jane slid down and off the bed completely, ignoring Maura's desperate cry as she rooted through a chest by the bed. She came back with a bottle of lube and pillow that had been thrown off the bed by their activities. "Push up, c'mon." Maura lifted her hips and Jane slid the pillow beneath her, patting her stomach as she laid back down.
"Now, we're going to do this how I want to, okay?" Maura whined and threw her best pout at Jane. "My way or no way, your choice." The matter of fact way she said it only served to arouse Maura more, though it didn't stop her from making a disappointed sound at the back of her throat even as she settled back into the blankets.
"I'm going to tie you up again, okay? No touching from you, and no moving, or I'll leave you here for a while." Maura trembled as Jane slid the silk ties around her wrists again and drew them taut, then kissed her way back down her body to her ankles to fit longer ties there and secure them around the corners of the footboard. "Look at you, so pretty all tied up and spread out for me. Let me look at those beautiful eyes, babe." Maura peeked out at Jane through her dilated eyes and shifted restlessly.
"Alright, I'm going to start again, okay?" She slid between Maura's spread thighs and studied her dripping sex. "I'm going to make you feel so good." The dark promise in her eyes made Maura clench and her eyes rolled back in her head as Jane pressed two fingers against her. They slid in effortlessly and Jane soon worked in a third, feeling Maura's muscles clamp around her digits as her abdomen flexed minutely.
"You look so beautiful, Maur." Her free hand fluttered over Maura's hips and stomach and breasts, teasing her sensitive spots until she was pushing with her limited leverage for more penetration and Jane pulled back slightly. "I'm going to try four again, okay?"
Maura nodded and exhaled deeply as Jane tucked her pinky into the point of her other fingers and slowly worked her way in. Jane gradually worked her way in to the knuckle again and uncapped the bottle of lube with her free hand, drizzling it over her exposed skin and reaching down to rub at Maura's stomach soothingly.
"Take a deep breath, pretty girl."
Maura inhaled, feeling the almost uncomfortable stretch of her sex around Jane's fingers, then exhaled and pushed down as much as she could to help Jane. Tears sprung to Maura's eyes, more overwhelmed by sensation than pain, though there was a little of that as Jane's knuckles slid smoothly inside her. She whimpered at the stretch, fingers clenching around the ties as her head tilted back and she heaved for air.
"Oh God oh God oh God."
Jane let her adjust for a moment, then slowly withdrew until her knuckles spread Maura wide and thrust back in. Maura made a noise she had never heard before, something between a gasp and a wail as she took Jane's knuckles to the barrier of her thumb, and Jane felt her muscles clench around her hard. She tweaked Maura's nipple just to feel it again and slowly thrust in and out, reveling in the greedy clutch of her cunt and the wet gush of arousal around her hand.
Maura made incoherent noises, hands clenching at the ties and body bowing as much as her restraints allowed her. "Jane – Jay, Jay, oh God, more, please more please pleasepleaseplease."
"Okay, okay. I've got you," Jane said, withdrawing again and immediately missing the strong pulling sensation around her hand. She spread more lube on her knuckles and over the back of her hand and thumb, watching Maura arch her back and moan quietly, her name scattered amongst expletives and whimpers. "I'm right here, babe. I'm here, just a second, I'll be back in you."
Jane folded her fingers together and tucked her thumb in toward her palm, thrilling at the thought that her long fingers and wide knuckles would somehow fit inside Maura. "Okay, babe, another breath for me, nice and deep." Maura's chest stuttered a couple times before she managed a full breath and Jane pressed her fingertips against her dripping sex as she slowly pushed in.
She reached her knuckles again and felt the ripple of tension across Maura's frame, watched her abdomen tense and her muscles strain. "Relax, babe."
"I – I don't…Jay?"
"I'm right here, I'm here." Jane leaned down and scattered kisses over her stomach and hips, holding her hand still until she felt Maura relax a little.
"So, so good for me, baby girl." The excited clench around her fingers made Jane's eyes jerk up in time to see Maura tip her head back and moan at the ceiling. "You like that? Being my baby girl?" Maura keened and chanted under her breath, trembling at the sensations washing across her almost too fast to comprehend.
Jane gently pushed, feeling Maura's muscles give, and started a gentle rocking motion as she worked her knuckles in. They slid inside her with a slick noise and everything seemed to freeze as Jane felt the hard clench around her wrist, the heat and tight fit of her hand inside Maura's pussy.
Maura didn't make a sound, her mouth open wordlessly as her eyes stared sightlessly at the hand between her legs. "Oh my God," Jane breathed reverently. She made a tiny motion with her hand and Maura whimpered. Jane did it again, making a loose fist with her hand and thrusting in increments until Maura was moaning loudly and making sounds Jane swore she'd only heard in porn films.
"J – Jane, I'm – gonna – oh fu – come."
"Not yet, not yet."
"I ca – can't-"
"Just ten seconds. I'll count them for you, and then you can come. Ten." Maura panted and grit her teeth.
"Nine." She bit her lip, twisting the ties around her fingers, focusing on her breathing and trying desperately to ignore the almost too full sensation in her cunt.
"Eight." Jane twisted her wrist slightly and Maura wailed.
"Seven." She felt full, like a shaken bottle about to pop.
"Six. So close, baby girl. Five." Long, elegant fingers danced on her stomach, teasing their way down until they rested just above the stretched, clenching muscles of her sex.
"Four. Three." Two fingers settled on either side of her clit, motionless but for the way Maura's body rocked with Jane's thrusts.
"Two." They made quick, hard circles around her clit and Maura felt something clamp down within.
"One."
With a final push, a last press, Jane felt the grasping, clenching muscles tighten almost painfully around her hand. She watched in awe as Maura moaned at the ceiling, her chest heaving as her stomach rippled with contractions and her pussy milked Jane's hand. She let her ride it out until she lay, exhausted, in the middle of the bed, hair tangled around her head in a flaxen, lopsided halo, and slowly eased her hand out, pausing at every wince and low, overwhelmed sound.
When she withdrew, a gush of fluid rushed out with her fingers and soaked into the sweat and come saturated sheets. Maura trembled with aftershocks, insensate as Jane quickly untied the restraints until she was gathered into her arms and bonelessly sunk into her warmth. Jane pressed fervent, reverent kisses on whatever skin she could reach, threading her fingers through knotted hair and scratching at her scalp pleasantly.
"You did so good, so so good for me, Maur. I love that you gave me that, you were so wonderful. I can't believe you fit – God, my whole hand. You were so perfect."
Maura hummed tiredly and nuzzled closer, limply flopping her arms over Jane's waist and pressing her nose into her sternum as she shut her eyes. "Jay."
"Yeah, Maur?"
"Sheets need cleaning."
"Later. We're in a dry spot, just rest."
"M'kay. L've."
"Love you, too. Sleep, I'm here." Maura exhaled and turned her head to the side so she could listen to the sound of Jane's heart beat, feeling all the love and reverence in every miniscule movement Jane made, slipping easily into a light sleep on top of Jane and feeling weightless as fingers carded through her hair.