A/N Thank you for all of your reviews. They are highly appreciated. Without them this would not have continued. Also thank you for nagging me to continue this my Smartypants Smut Queen and for checking over my horrific late night dyslexia. Love you.
It had been two weeks since their date. Two weeks since Jane and Maura had seen each other. They texted and talked on the phone when they could, but both had been too busy with their professional careers.
Jane had been doing a lot of undercover work lately, so when she wasn't pretending to be someone else, collecting information or taking down a perp, she was at her apartment fast asleep. She wanted to be with Maura, oh you have no idea how much she wanted to be with her honey blonde. Wait, was she hers? They hadn't really spent a lot of time together and they had never disgust where they wanted this to go, but she felt like Maura was hers. Jane groaned. Man she needed to see her again. Jane had taken on all of this extra undercover work after learning about Maura's upbringing and the fancy, romantic dates she was used to. The expensive dinners and posh people were not what Jane liked at all, but if that's what Maura liked, that's what they would do. Unfortunately for Jane that meant she needed money to treat her to these things, hence the undercover work.
Jane had just entered the precinct after grabbing a coffee, to start her new day at work. As per usual she was in a world of her own, thinking about Maura and their time together. The time they would spend together. She was heading towards the elevator. Looking up, she spotted a perfect mass of blonde curls. She did a comical double take, almost snapping her neck as she whipped her head around the second time, realising she wasn't having Maura withdrawal and hallucinating her, but she was in fact stood near the elevator with her back to her. Maura entered the elevator with an old man Jane new as the Chief Medical Examiner, Dr James Carlile. Maura turned towards the closing elevator doors as she looked out. Her jaw dropping as she noticed Jane stood in front of her mirroring her expression.
'What the hell is she doing here' they both thought as they tried to process what had just happened.
Dr Carlile was retiring in a few weeks and Maura was taking over his position as Chief Medical Examiner. She was coming in early to get to know the staff a little, as she usually did not do well in new environments with new people. She was socially awkward but being very professional and organised, she wanted to learn the systems they had in place before being pushed into the deep end of the chaos that came with being the Chief Medical Examiner.
She and Jane had talked about everything on their date including childhood and careers. Did she tell Jane she was going to start working here? Did Jane work here? Jane was working undercover the second time they had met. She could never forget that, as Jane had handcuffed her to the front seat of her police cruiser and fucked her.
'Excuse me? Are you listening, Dr Isles?' asked Dr Carlile.
'Oh yes, yes I am. Sorry.' She exclaimed as she tried to hide the arousal creeping along her body.
Jane was still stood outside the elevator, jaw open wide watching the elevator descend to the morgue. Her shock of seeing her beautiful Maura stood in front of her at her work place, in that sexy white blouse and tight black skirt had her all kinds of bothered. So bothered her nails had made holes in her coffee cup.
'You'll catch flies if you don't close your mouth, Jane' Korsak grinned as he glided past her and into the awaiting elevator. 'You coming?'
Jane cleared her throat and stomped after Korsak.
As soon as she entered the precinct she was handed a folder of a new case. 'Why are killers so inconsiderate? Can they not give me a few minutes to talk to Maura, jeez?' Jane mumbled.
It was 9 pm when Jane finally entered her apartment. She grabbed a cold beer from the fridge, collapsed on the sofa and flicked through the tv channels, settling on Jerry Springer. She had a secret love for this show. The fighting and the wig throwing always managed to settle her down after a tough day at work. After a while, Jane finally found the energy to reach for her phone that was resting on the coffee table and put it on charge. It had run out of battery during the day and that was why she hadn't had a chance to text Maura yet. Once on, she noticed she had a missed call and two messages. Getting excited she opened the messages, reading what it said:
"Are you coming for dinner on Sunday? Frankie is bringing his new girlfriend."
'Wait what?' Reading the message again, Jane realised the message was from her ma. She checked her other message and the missed call and none were from Maura. This gave Jane conflicting feelings. Should she ring her? Did Maura want to talk to her? Was she busy? She settled on a text.
"Hey. What's up? Uh, weird seeing you today."
She didn't have to wait long for a reply.
"Hello, Jane. I have been busy doing some paperwork and wanted to finish it before I gave you my undivided attention. Do you work at the police station?"
"Oh, am I disturbing you? We can talk another time if you want? Yes I work for the Boston Homicide unit. I take it you are going to be the new M.E everyone has been talking about?"
"I have just finished my work. Yes I will be taking over from Dr James Carlile. Maybe we will get to work together. I miss you."
"God I hope we do, I hated Carlile and you already like me so your competence is very much needed. I miss you too, I wish I could be with you right now."
"Oh, Jane. Dr Carlile is a lovely man, if not a little grumpy. Me too, I wish we were cuddling on the sofa."
"Cuddling, is that all? Have you ever heard of sexting?"
"Yes. I believe I have, why is that?"
"You moan, Jane, as I push you onto the bed. I straddle your thighs as I pull my shirt over my head and throw it across the room. I lean down and kiss you hard, as you open your mouth and I push my tongue past your lips and take my time to explore all that is you. My wandering hands move from your beautiful locks, along your neck and under your bra. I tug at your nipples until you moan in my mouth and pull away from our kiss, gasping for breath."
"I flip us over as I manage to regulate my breathing. I appreciate your toned olive skin and your lean abs as I hover above you. As you did with mine I tug at your nipples making them excruciatingly hard. I pull your bra down and suck at one of your nipples, causing you to gasp and rake your fingers through my hair."
"I push at your head and you kiss your way down my body until you reach my trousers. You're unbuckling my belt too slowly for my liking, so I help by undoing it and then pulling my trousers and underwear down my long legs and throw them somewhere in the same direction of my shirt."
"Jane, if we continue this I will be too turned on to not touch myself."
"Touch yourself Maura. Touch yourself as if it is me…..I flip us back over after removing the remainder of my clothing and helping you out of yours. As much as I love you pleasuring me, I love to make you orgasm that much more. I push my fingers into your wet heat, biting my tongue to stop from moaning at feeling you clench your walls around me tightly."
Both Maura and Jane had let their hands travel their bodies, feeling the effect of the current conversation. Jane's hand travelled into her trousers and panties, whereas Maura had pulled up her skirt. Both were imagining the scene unfolding and let their hands bring themselves closer to an orgasm.
"My eyes shut tightly as your fingers start to move in and out of me. My hips start to move to the speed of your pumping. You dip your head and flick your tongue against my clit, making me jump and thrust my hips into your face."
"I place my arm over your hips to ensure you don't have any space to wriggle away from my torturously slow movements against your clit and my gentle trusts. You calm down a little, begging me to fuck you harder, faster."
"I do not beg. But please let me come."
"Not yet Maur. I'm almost there. I speed up my thrusts, curling my fingers in just the way I now know you love. My tongue rapidly circles your most sensitive nerves as you start to scream my name."
"Jane, I'm coming, I'm coming."
"Me too baby."
They both circled their clits faster crashing over the edge calling each other's names, as they imagined it was the others hand that actually gave them such pleasure.
"Now can I wish you were here cuddling me?"
"Ha! Yes now you may wish that. Your outfit really turned me on today. Next time I see you I will have to fuck you. Let's not make that at work. What are you doing Saturday?"