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And thank you for your reviews for last chapter, they were very helpful for me.
To make one thing clear, I hate nothing more than cheating on a partner of yours, that's why I made small changes in this update. I hope you will like it anyway.
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Maura is arching her back over and over again and her body doesn't stop to spasm as one wave of pleasure is coursing through her body after the other.
She is gasping and moaning every time when the Italian's skillful tongue is circling her sensitive clit.
She once thought that her husband would be very good at this, but the Italian between her legs is currently proving that she was wrong.
She decides to risk a glance to make sure that her brain isn't tricking her once more.
Her eyes are rolling in the back of her head as soon as they meet almost black ones, and she digs her nails into the detective's shoulders as her back shoots off the mattress. "Oh … my God," she moans deeply as a violent wave course through her.
Jesus Christ, I won't mind if I drop that after that, Jane thinks and licks up everything that the ME has to offer.
Maura is tasting like nothing she has ever tasted before.
It taste like she is licking the last drop of honey wine out of the trough.
She already had a couple of women, but none of them looked sexier than Maura, or made sweeter sounds.
She looks up and smiles as she sees that the blonde is biting her bottom lip and cups Maura's right breast.
She's not squeezing it, she just runs her thumb over a stiffen nipple.
Maura whimpers and tries to press her legs together.
The Italian looks up and releases the clit.
She peppers Maura's naked body with tender kisses as she makes her way up and enters the smaller woman carefully with two fingers.
Both of them are moaning throaty at the feeling.
Jane buries her face in Maura's nape and settle for a slow pace cause she wanna memorize the feeling of Maura's velvet walls tightening around her fingers.
She knows that this is just a one time.
"Just a little bit - "Maura says and her breath hitch as Jane picks up the pace, and she drags her nails over the Italian's back. "Yes!"
Jane growls low and buries her face in the crook of the ME's neck and shudders as Maura whimpers before she wraps her legs around the Italian's slim waist.
She is slowing her thrusts and lift her head because she feels the urge to look at the blonde when she is coming apart.
Maura is holding Jane's gaze and meets the detective midway, biting her bottom lip wave after wave of pleasure is coursing through her body.
The feelings are clearly visible in brown eyes. The love, the longing, the relief, the tenderness, the fear of being hurt, being used.
She gasps in surprise when the brunette is curling her fingers and she arches her back again, and her eyes are falling shut even she doesn't want them to.
"It's okay, Maura." She hears Jane whispering and her whole body starts to shake violently as she starts to fall over the edge all over again, a tear is trickling down her cheek.
She has experienced many orgasms, but none of them had ever felt like this one.
Jane slowly stops her movements with a smile and kisses the single tear off of the blonde's cheek.
She doesn't say a word because she doesn't want this moment to end just now, especially because she isn't sure what is going to happen next.
It is a moment full of love and leaves no room for regrets, self-doubts, guilt or questions. For now.
Jane sighs as hands roam over her back and kisses soft lips gently.
Maura opens her eyes again and frowns a little, but she's regretting the gesture because she can see that panic is filling brown orbs.
"Don't," she says softly and shakes her head. "Don't regret it, Jane. Don't panic, don't run. Because I won't do that either." She can feel the detective relax again and takes a deep breath. "It's just … It's been a while since someone have touched me that way like you did. I mean, mentally and physically. And I just was glad that it was you that I am seeing after I opened my eyes."
Jane smiles a little and sighs relieved. "I'm glad that you have enjoyed our first time together."
"I did, very much." Maura states and is tracing the Italian's jawline with her thumb.
She frowns again and swallows hard. "I am going to tell him tomorrow before work."
Jane's heart stops dead and she stares at Maura. "Maura," she croaks. "you don't have to make a rushed decision. You don't have to tell him instantly."
Maura nods slowly and shrugs. "Yes, I have to. Because everything else wouldn't be fair to him and to you. I wanna be with you, Jane. And I don't want to be careful when I want to kiss you. I just … None of you deserve such a treatment."
Jane rolls off of the ME and faces her. "I don't wanna be the reason why your marriage didn't work out, Maura."
Maura turns on her left side and shakes her head again. "That's what I mean, Jane. You don't have to feel that way because you are not the reason.
There are many reason why my marriage failed, but none of them is you.
I mean, I love Ben, just not the way I am supposed to as his wife. I love you like I should love him. I thought … I thought that that would change over time, but -"
"It didn't," Jane cuts her off and links their hands.
The smaller woman is looking ruefully at Jane licks her lips. "It did at the beginning, but seeing you every day wasn't very helpful and the feeling that I felt for you came up again. You haven't done anything extraordinary, must your presence drove me crazy after six months of my marriage. Just the way you looked at me -" She trails off as she sees the amused smile of Jane and the glint in brown eyes. " Yes, that's what I mean. That way you are looking at me right now, it drove me nuts."
"What way?" The detective laughs heartily. "Like you are the most beautiful woman in this world? Like you are too good to be true? Like you are the center of my universe?"
Maura smiles broadly and closes her eyes without replying something.
Jane is pulling her closer and kisses Maura tenderly. "Listen, Maura. I, sure as hell, am the last person who is telling you that you should not tell Ben about us, of that you should wait. If you are one hundred percent sure about that then you should tell him when you think you are ready.
Don't tell him just because you think that I want it now. I mean, of course you have to tell Ben at some point, because I don't just wanna be your long-term lover that you can go to when he has no time."
"I would never do that," Maura replies a little offended.
The Italian rolls her eyes and sighs. "Yes, I know that. It was just an example, Maura. Anyway, what I am trying to say is that you have to decide when the time is right to tell Ben about you and me, and that I'll support you."
Maura is smiling in relief the detective. "Thank you, Jane."
"You're more than welcome, Maura." Jane replies with a soft smile and is switching off her bedside lamp.
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The next morning, Maura enters her house in Beacon Hill and is wondering that the door is still locked or already locked again because her husband has left for work.
On the QT she is hoping that Ben isn't at home anymore, or that he didn't get her because of his own work.
After she has left Jane's apartment, she has seen that Ben had called her a couple of times, but he didn't leave a voicemail.
She really is hoping that she can adjourn this conversation until tonight. Now, she just wanna go upstairs and change into fresh clothes. She has showered at Jane's place, without Jane.
Maura sighs heavily and put her purse on the table at the back of her couch, and wince as she spot Ben standing at the kitchen island.
She laughs surprised and places an hand over heart. "Oh, my God."
He smiles amused and lifts a cup up to his lips. "I have said Hello. Long night?"
She closes briefly her eyes and pulls off her grey, woolen coat. "Um, yes. A very long night. I'm sorry for not calling you back."
He shrugs and sips the hot beverage. "I also tried to call you in your office. Did you stay at Jane's?"
Maura is licking her lips again and she walks to the coffee maker to get herself a cup of coffee. "Yes, I did."
Ben can see that something is off and frowns. "Maura, you are a little too reticent this morning. Is everything okay?"
Maura pours herself a cup of coffee and doesn't look at him.
All of a sudden, she isn't so sure anymore that she's brave enough to tell him about Jane and her.
She went rigid as her husband hugs her from behind and kisses her cheek. "I missed you last night," he whispers seductively.
She's feeling to throw up and wiggles out of his arms. "Okay, I have to tell you something, Benjamin."
All his playfulness is disappearing and a frown crawls onto his forehead after she has mentioned his complete given name. "Okay."
Maura takes a deep breath and licks her lips once more. "Jane and I … Jane and I … We have had sex last night."
Ben looks confused at her and his eyebrows are shooting up. "What?"
"We haven't worked last night, Ben." Maura replies and takes a deep breath. "And it wasn't my intention to work on the case as I went to Jane's apartment. Sex with her was my motivation."
"What," he asks with an high-pitched voice and snorts. "Is this some mind of wicked joke? Have I forgotten an anniversary, or have I forgotten dinner plans and you are coming back at me?"
She presses her lips together and shakes her head. He should know her better by now.
His whole body language is changing now.
He straightens up and his face comes unreadable. "You're really telling the truth."
"You know that I can't lie, Ben." The ME replies ruefully and glances with sad eyes at him.
She can literally see his heart breaking as she looks him in the eye.
Ben furls his brows and pulls the corners of his mouth downwards. "Was that a one time thing, or is it going to happen frequently?"
Maura blinks a couple of times and is frowning. She is asking herself if he's really asking that she is going to cheat on him more often, and that he is okay with that.
She knows that there are married couples who have an open marriage, but she was never a fan of that.
She makes a face and takes a step back. "Do you actually think that we're going to have a open marriage now?"
"No. I mean, maybe." He sighs heavily. "I have no idea, Maura. All I know is that I don't wanna lose you, Maura. If it makes you happy, then I am fine with the fact that you fu ... have sex with Jane.
It doesn't have to mean that I sleep with another woman.
I just want you to be happy."
Maura frowns deeply and steps closer again.
She realizes that Ben genuinely means what he is saying, and that he doesn't understand what she is trying to say.
She cups his face with her hands and kisses him gently.
It not a kiss that a wife normally would give her husband, it's more like a Goodbye Kiss of a lifelong friend.
Ben keeps his eyes closed and exhales loudly through his mouth when the kiss ends. "You're leaving me, aren't you?"
She pulls him into a tight hug and tears are running down her cheeks. "You deserve so much better, Ben. You deserve a woman that loves you unconditionally, but I am not that woman.
I do love you, but not how I am supposed to as your wife. I thought I would love you or could learn to love you that way, but I love Jane like I should love you."
He take his space and nods slowly as he starts to understand, and shakes his head. "I just … I need time." He says and starts to head to the front door.
"Ben," Maura says a little louder, but he is out of the door in no time, closing it loudly.
Maura braces herself at the kitchen island and closes her eyes, taking a deep breath.
She knows that she has smashed his heart right now, and she is feeling awful.
She gets her phone from her purse and types an message.
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Frost is waiting for Jane in the lobby and furls his eyebrows as she enters the building .
He immediately notice that appears completely different. He has the opinion that his partner doesn't look so tense anymore, and if he wouldn't know it any better he'd think that the Italian has gotten what she wanted for so long.
He shakes the thought off and clears his throat. "Good morning, Jane."
"Morning," Jane replies and instantly notices his worried look. "What is it?"
His shoulders are slumping and he sighs heavily. "I've called Baltimore PD to ask them for the police report of Viola Bower's car accident.
I told them that we're currently investing a double homicide, and that we wanna check that Viola's death really was just an unfortunate accident. " He pauses and shrugs. "I told them about the cases and before I knew it, they have patched me through to a Lieutenant Kevin Kessler."
Jane shrugs with a frown. "So?"
"He's a Homicide Lieutenant, Jane." He replies and lowers his voice. "Kessler has told me that there was a serial killing in Baltimore too, almost ten years ago."
"I still don't get your drift." She replies almost annoyed and crosses her arms over her chest.
He rolls his eyes and is glaring at her. "That's because I am not done yet."
"Well, then get to the point, Frost." She says with an high-pitched voice.
"That was for the dramatic effect," Frost states and grins as the other detective is punching his shoulder, but the grin disappears as fast as it came.
"Well, Lieutenant Kessler told me that he was investigating those case in Baltimore. There were pretty similar to our cases."
Seven girls from a college were abducted and reappeared death. But then the murders stopped all of a sudden."
Jane is staring straight ahead and is thinking hard for a moment. "So, we do have to deal with a copycat."
He hesitates and shakes his head. "No, the murder in Baltimore and in Boston are one-to-one, Jane. A copycat wouldn't know about all the details, the flowers and the dresses, because they weren't released to the press. But our killer does know about the raping, the dresses and the flowers."
Jane runs an hand through her hair and takes a deep breath. "So, the Baltimore killer probably got arrest for something trivial, served his time, was released, moved to Boston and started all over again.
Did Kessler have had a prime suspect?"
Frost swallows hard and is nodding slowly. "He did."
Jane raises her eyebrows and is leaning a little bit forward. "What was his name, Frost? You need to say it out loud, because I can't read minds."
He licks his lips and hesitates again. "Here's the thing, they had a couple of men in their sight. Including a law student named Benjamin Payton, who had a raising career ahead.
Ben was their prime suspect because they could bring him in connection with each victim, and he didn't have had an solid alibi when they disappeared."
Jane is staring dumbfounded at her partner and all color is draining from her face as his words start to make sense. "You have to be kidding! Our DA Benjamin Payton was their prime suspect? Maura's husband Benjamin Payton?"
Frost is nodding approvingly. "Yes, that Benjamin Payton. Baltimore is sending their files over to us." He pauses and frowns. "Jane, what are we going to do now?"
Jane is clenching her teeth and gets her phone from its holder and starts typing a message. "I have no idea, absolutely no idea. Maybe we should first hear Ben's version before we make a decision. I won't be responsible for destroying his … career though he's a innocent man."
She can feel his eyes on her and starts to walk. She knows exactly what he's going to ask next and pushes the button of the elevator. "Don't ask now, Frost."
Frost frowns deeply and follows the Italian. "Oh, boy." He mumbles to himself and sighs heavily.
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Korsak is sitting at his desk and is reading through one of the Baltimore files. ""The murders in Baltimore has stopped when Ben was moving to Boston.
Can you imagine what will happen when -"
"We know nothing yet." Jane cuts him off and looks up from the file that she's reading.
Frost looks up from his file and furls his eyebrows. "I thought that you can't stand him."
She is leaning back in her chair and sighs heavily. "My personal feelings doesn't matter right now, Frost. I am not going to destroy an innocent man's life just because he snatched the woman I love. I want to make sure that we have looked at all aspects before we are branding Ben as a -"
"Serial killer?" Korsak asks and glances over the rim of his glasses.
Jane is glancing long at him and blinks a couple of times. "We are treating him like every other connection of a case, understand? Something like that won't just ruin his career but also his marriage when we accuse him for murder. So, we are not informing the press about that."
"Well, but it would explain his interest for our investigation." The older man states and shrugs. "You can't deny that he has the perfect job if he really killed those women, he would always be up-to-date and know about the processes that we are making in the case. And when it gets too hot, he must disappears again."
"And marrying the Chief Medical Examiner of the Commonwealth of Massachusetts would be smart too. No one would assume that he is a lunatic." Frost agrees and shrugs as the Italian scowls at him. "Ben wouldn't be the first prosecutor that we bring down, Jane."
Jane chews on the inside of her cheek and frowns deeply.
At any other time she would agree with the two men. And Ben Payton really wouldn't be the first DA they had arrested for murder, but something is different this time.
She knows him for a little longer than Maura and she never had the feeling that Ben would be a psychopath who is waiting for the chance to continue killing innocent women, in the opposite of Denis Rockmond.
Just because Jane doesn't like Ben in her private life, but she knows that he has done a great job as a prosecutor.
She sighs heavily and asks herself if she has lost her ability to read people.
She never was -
"Why hasn't Ben told us about this accusation?" Korsak sighs and shakes his head with a frown.
That pulls Jane out of her train of thoughts and she drops the file in her hand on her desk. "Perhaps to spare us from exactly this.
I mean, he is for real an ass sometimes, but that doesn't make him a killer. He is a good man."
"Are you gonna face him with our newest findings?" Frost asks and looks long at the Italian.
Jane takes a deep breath and gets her phone from her hip when it starts to vibrate.
It is a new message from Maura and she isn't really sure that she wanna read it.
She clenches her teeth and read it with a deep frown.
Jane, Ben isn't at home anymore, I have told him about us before he left.
He probably is in his office by now.
What is going on? – Maura
Great, Jane thinks to herself and takes the receiver of her desk phone in her hand, dialing a number.
Korsak glances questioningly at Frost and furls his eyebrows when the younger man shakes slowly his head.
He groans low and rolls his eyes as he starts to understand.
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Jane is sitting at her desk and laughs about a poor joke of Frost as her eyes are landing on the tall figure that emerges from the elevator, and her laughter dies instantly.
She can see that he is pretty pissed off as he looks through the glassy door and spots her.
She sinks down in her chair and exhales slowly when the DA enters the bullpen.
Korsak and Frost are also looking at the humiliated man and become serious as well.
Ben runs his hands over the front of his jacket and looks at Korsak. "Sergeant Korsak, you've called my office and asked for me to come here. Is there a particular reason?"
Korsak's mouth drops open and he looks surprised at the Italian before he gets up from his chair. "Um, yes. Yes, we have a couple of new information that we would like to discuss with you, Counselor." He points in the direction of the conference room and furls his brows. "Would you please follow me, Sir."
Ben takes a deep breath and nods approvingly. "Please, lead the way."
Korsak nods himself and starts to lead the way to the conference room.
Jane is rolling her eyes and stands up from her own chair and grabs her jacket from the back of it.
Frost arches an eyebrow and looks long at her. "Do you think that's an good idea, Jane?"
She takes a stack of files in her hands and huffs. "He is here because of me, Frost. I am a big girl, I can take care of myself."
He groans and follows the Italian hot on her heels.
He opens the door to the conference room for her and takes a deep breath.
Ben glances at them and sits down at the wooden table. "The whole gang, huh. What is this about?"
Jane put the files on the table and licks her lips before she sit down at other side of the table. "We were able to identify the last victim. Her named is Nancy Dern. She was missing for three months and was reported as missing by her friend Viola Bower."
He nods slowly and looks seriously at her. "I will put Nancy Dern's name on the bill of indictment. Have you spoken to Miss Bower?"
"Here's the problem." Korsak says and stuff his hand in the pockets of his pants. "Viola Bower is dead as well."
"Well, that is indeed a problem." The DA agrees and leans back in his chair. "Was she killed by the same man who is currently terrorizing Boston?"
Jane clears her throat and frowns a little as Ben looks at her.
She is more than relieved that he put their dispute aside as long as they are at work. "We are not quite sure. She died in a car accident."
"That is tragic." He states and is piercing the Italian with his gaze.
"In Baltimore." She adds and furrows her brows.
She can see that he losses his composure for a second and that he starts to understand. "She died one week after she reported her dear friend as missing. She was on her way back to Boston."
He runs his left middle finger along his bottom lip and frowns a little after he regained his composure again. "That is really tragic. Her poor family."
Jane glances long at him and she feel the need to throw up as she sees how detached he seems to be about Viola Bower's death. Suddenly, she is afraid that she has misjudged him. "Yeah, that's really tragic." She replies and her friendly tone is gone for a moment.
Frost has noticed the change in her voice and takes a step forward. "I have called Baltimore and asked them for the police report of her accident, and I explained that we want to make sure that she really had just an accident. I told them why I need that and that we are investigating a really delicate case right now. And all of a sudden, I was talking to a Lieutenant Kevin -"
"Lieutenant Kevin Kessler," Ben cuts him off and gets up to his feet. "I am not surprised about that. Kessler and I are something like bosom pals. I mean, I always wanted to have an old racist on my friends list. It always made my day when he was waiting for me on the parking lot of the Francis King Carey School of Law. That was so exciting when the people were staring at me. Or when he accused me of murder."
Korsak furls his eyebrows and scrutinize the prosecutor. "You seem to be pretty sure that Lieutenant Kessler told Detective Frost about that."
Ben laughs sarcastically and takes the water carafe in his hand to pour himself a glass of water. "Yes, I am, Sergeant. Because as soon as I hear the name Kevin Kessler I know that he has pulled out the old chestnut that I was a suspect in his investigation as several women disappeared. Women that I knew. That he is saying that I killed them just because I am -"
"Not white," Frost adds as Ben trails off.
The DA looks at him and nods. "Yup." He agrees and sips his water. "As soon as Kessler found out that I knew each of the dead women it was clear to him that I had to be the killer, and he stopped looking. He almost ruined my life, that's why I moved to Boston."
"Kessler said that you never had an alibi." Frost states and frowns again.
Ben takes a deep breath. "I did have, but they had the bad habit to die. And I am not only talking about the victims, I also mean my friends with whom I spent my time in Baltimore."
"Did you know Nancy Dern or Viola Bower?" Jane asks and is chewing on the inside of her cheek, frowning.
He closes his eyes briefly and shakes his head. "No, I have never heard about them until now. I swear to God."
"And why haven't you told us about this?"
"I wanted to leave that all behind me after Kessler and his partner couldn't prove that I was the killer. That's why I came here, but it seems like my past is always coming back to me."
"Did you know that the murders stopped when you had left Baltimore," Korsak asks directly.
Ben looks horrified at the older man and shakes his head. "No, I haven't know that. That's new to me." He pauses and looks at each of them. "You were thinking that I have killed Jill Masterson and Nancy Dern, haven't you?"
"The new state of affairs made us consider it, yes." Jane answers truthfully but she didn't flinch as he shoots her a glare.
He nods slowly and presses his lips together. "Well, I can assure you that I am not the killer. If you don't believe me you can go and ask -" He pierces Jane with his gaze again. "My wife. She'll confirm that I was at home when Jill Masterson and Nancy Dern were kidnapped. I have an watertight alibi."
Yeah, Jane thinks and frowns. Maybe you have it now, but not for Baltimore. You wouldn't be the first psycho who got an apprentice.
Ben seems to hear her thoughts loud and clear and starts smirking. "If you would excuse me now. I'm gonna go and get you the autopsy reports of the Baltimore victims. It's gonna take a while."
Jane closes her eyes when Ben leaves the room and sighs heavily, dropping her chin to her chest.
Something felt pretty wrong when she has seen his cocky smile before he has left.
She looks in the direction of the elevators and a loud groan escapes from her throat when she sees Maura emerging from one of them and that she is running directly into Ben.
He smiles at her and looks into Jane's direction, telling Maura something.
Maura glance at the detective and her jaw drops almost to the floor.
Jane groans again and looks at her partners. "Would you give me some time for myself. I need to blow off some steam."
Both of the men nod approvingly.
"Yeah, sure." Frost says.
Jane sighs and starts to walk. "Thanks, guys. I owe you one."