A/N: I apologize for taking so long to update this story. Life, as always, has gotten in the way.
Please note the change in the rating for this story. It has taken an undeniably M rated turn, so if you are not comfortable with a girl on girl love scene with some moderate dirty talk, then move on. If, like me, you enjoy a little Jane and Maura sexy time, enjoy! Please read and review!
Again, I do not own these characters. I'm just playing with them. :)
Closing the door to her apartment behind her, Jane slumped against it, intently watching the sway of Maura's hips as she glided into Jane's living room. She took in every centimeter of her body excited at the prospect of letting her hands and tongue explore every curve. She almost couldn't believe that this was happening. Maura, her best friend, was in her apartment in an entirely non-friendly way. She watched as Maura sat on her couch, crossing her toned legs to slip off her heels. Jane let her eyes travel up Maura's legs to the hem of her dress, further up along her taught abs, then pausing for a moment as they continued their journey at her abundant cleavage and finally to Maura's mouth. Her lips were moving, clearly saying something, but Jane couldn't focus on the words, only the tantalizing ways her lips moved.
"Jane?" Maura called. "Jane?" she continued, this time bringing her fingers in front of her face and waving them at Jane.
"Hmmmm?" Jane mumbled, as she tried to focus on what Maura was saying.
Maura smiled knowingly and then patted the couch cushion next to her. "Come sit with me," she purred.
Jane ran her hand through her wild curls, trying to compose herself as she traversed the room to sit by Maura. She was becoming undone just at the sight of Maura. She couldn't even imagine what it would be like when she was able to be intimate with her. She sat down next to Maura, scooting close to her. Maura placed her hand on the detective's thigh. Jane watched as Maura slid her hand across the fabric of Jane's pants to the inside of her thigh, which she squeezed tenderly. Jane felt her insides clench in unison and felt the unmistakable wetness of her increasing arousal. She smiled sheepishly, unsure of what to do. She ever so gently and hesitantly lifted her hand to cup Maura's cheek. "Are we really doing this?" she asked, as she looked deeply into Maura's eyes, looking for her answer there. Words were words but she knew Maura's eyes always told her the truth.
Maura smiled and leaned into Jane's touch. She chose her words carefully. "Jane, my love, nothing would make me happier than to take you to bed right now and show you just how much I love you and want you." She paused waiting to see Jane's reaction. When she saw Jane begin to flush from both her arousal and some embarrassment at the frankness of her words, she continued. "But, I don't want to rush you. I've been with women before but I know this is new territory for you."
Jane sat quietly for a moment, letting Maura's revelation sink in. She's been with women before. How did I not know that?
Maura could tell her confession rattled Jane and wanted to ease her discomfort. "Jane, does that bother you?" she asked.
"No," Jane replied simply. "It's just that I…" she trailed off, trying to gather her thoughts before she continued. I don't know what to do she said mentally to herself. She looked up at Maura and saw nothing but love and compassion in her eyes. While their relationship had taken an interesting turn in the past 24 hours, the woman in front of her was still her best friend through and through. The person she could tell anything to. Confident in that, Jane continued. "Maur, it's just that I've never done this before and I'm afraid I won't be any good with, well you know…"
Maura's heart ached with Jane's simple confession. She wants to please me. How sweet of her. She leaned into Jane's body and kissed her softly. "I'll teach you," she whispered against Jane's lips, causing the detective to internally shudder with anticipation. "Will you let me?" she asked seductively. Jane ever so slightly nodded, enraptured by the woman in her arms. Noticing Jane's consent, Maura took control of the situation and leaned even further into Jane, pushing her onto her back. Now on top and in control, Maura deepened their kiss, snaking her tongue into Jane's mouth and sliding her hand up Jane's body, finding a home cradling Jane's breast.
Jane sighed and arched her back, pressing her breast fully into Maura's hand, seeking more contact. Maura rewarded her eagerness with a tweak of her nipple and a trail of kisses up her neck. Jane wound her hands in Maura's hair, lost in the sensation. "Do you like that, Jane?" Maura asked, knowing her answer.
"Y-yes, Maur, God yes," Jane answered, as Maura's face came into view.
"Good," Maura said, pressing a kiss to the writhing woman beneath here. "I do, too," she breathed against her lips. Jane made a mental note of that but felt a sudden rush of wetness between her legs. She was quickly losing composure and was getting lost in all that was Maura. While lost in pure bliss, Maura made quick work of Jane's button down and front closure bra. Jane was startled back to reality by the feeling of Maura's mouth sucking on her now exposed breast. Maura kissed and sucked her way around Jane's breast, purposefully avoiding the spot Jane wanted her to pay the most attention to. Maura smiled as Jane wiggled and arched, trying to get Maura's mouth on her hard nipple.
"Tell me what you want, Jane," Maura breathed over the pert bud, blowing warm air over it.
"Please, Maur," Jane bugged, arching her back towards Maura's mouth.
"Uh-uh. Say it."
Jane, growing frustrated, wound her hand in Maura's hair, using her strength to hold Maura's head in place, while arching her back into Maura's mouth. Having hit her target, she moaned throwing her head back, "Lick it, suck it, bite it. God, Maura. Just fuck me, already."
Maura, ever the obedient one, did exactly as told. Drawing her nipple into mouth, Maura massaged it with her tongue, rolling her tongue over it again and again. The more Jane moaned, the more aggressive Maura became, sucking it harder into mouth and raking her teeth over it. When Jane began to roll her hips into Maura, Maura bit down on the pert bud and pressed her hips into Jane's arousal.
"God, Maur, please," Jane whimpered, clawing at Maura's back. Realizing Maura's dress was in her way, Jane groaned. "Off. Now," she commanded, her fingers pulling the material from Maura's body. Reluctantly, Maura pulled away from Jane's breast, giving it a kiss in a silent promise to return, she stood up and in one fluid motion, dropped her dress to the floor, revealing her naked body.
"No underwear?" Jane gasped, taking in the full length of the doctor's body.
Maura smiled devilishly. "I was hoping I wouldn't need them." She climbed back atop Jane, ready to continue where she left off, when Jane sat up, wrapped one arm around Maura's waist, clenching her close, and captured one of Maura's perky breasts in her mouth. Maura gasped as her head rolled back, surprised by Jane's boldness.
Feeling Maura grind into her and wrap her hands in her hair, Jane pulled back every so slightly. "You're a good teacher," she whispered against her breast. With her free hand, she reached up and began to roll the neglected bud between her fingers. "Extra credit," Jane murmured, earning a part giggle, part moan from her lover.
After allowing herself a moment to enjoy Jane's ministrations, Maura pushed herself against Jane, forcing Jane to the couch. She allowed Jane to continue lavishing her breasts with attention, as she repositioned herself to reach between them and undid Jane's belt and zipper. She slid her hand into Jane's panties to feel her wetness. She gasped when she felt how wet she was but also in surprise of what she didn't find. "You're shaved," she groaned, as she pulled her breast from Jane's mouth, replacing it quickly with her own mouth and tongue.
"MMMmmmmmmhmmmmm," Joan moaned, as she bucked her hips against Maura's hand. "You like?"
"Fuuuuuccccccck," Maura groaned, as she ran her fingers over Jane's wet pussy, spreading her juices all over.
"Maura!" Jane exclaimed, shocked and also turned on by the doctor's crude language in bed.
"What? I like dirty talk," Maura conceded, as she slipped one finger inside Jane, causing the detective to inhale sharply. She slid her hand finger back out and pulled it out of Jane's pants.
"Off. Now," she mirrored Jane's words back to her as she slipped the digit inside her mouth, relishing the taste of the detective. She closed her eyes as she sampled her, feeling her own arousal increase exponentially as it dripped down her leg.
"Oh my God," Jane groaned, lost in the seductiveness of the woman in front of her. She licked her lips as she watched Maura enjoy her taste and wanted nothing Maura than to know what Maura tasted like. She quickly kicked off her pants, as Maura positioned herself on the floor, on her knees, waiting to enjoy even more of the detective.
Jane leaned against the sofa, placing a leg on either side of Maura. Maura wrapped her hands around the detective's thighs and with a power neither knew she possessed, pulled Jane to her mouth. She ran a broad tongue from one of her slit to the other, licking and tasting every inch of Jane's pussy. "You taste so good," she moaned. She ran her tongue over Jane's clitoris, causing Jane to jump. "Mmmmm, do you like that, Jane?" Maura asked, glancing up at the detective, as she sucked her clit into her mouth.
"Aahhhhh, fuuuuuuuck, yes," Jane replied. "Yes, more. Please," she continued.
Maura continued to lick and suck Jane's clit driving her closer and closer to the edge. Unwinding one hand from Jane's thigh, she inserted two fingers into the detective, curling them up to put pressure on her G-spot. She coordinated each pump of her fingers with an increased suckle on Jane's clit, driving the detective insane. She thrusted her hips against Maura's mouth, losing all control. "Maur! Oh God…" she moaned. "I'm gonna come…"
"Come for me, baby," Maura coaxed. "God, you're beautiful," she groaned deeply against Jane. The vibrations of Maura's moans and groans was enough to send the detective over the edge, her orgasm ripping through her as she pulled on Maura's hair and screamed her name. Maura continued her rhythm as Jane rode out her orgasm, and licked her clean when she was done.
She drew herself back up the long, lean body of the detective and kissed her deeply. Jane could taste herself on Maura's lips. She groaned deeply wanting to know what the doctor tasted like. She knew it would be divine, as was everything else about Maura. She wrapped her arms around the smaller woman and stood, lifting her up. She placed her gently back against the couch. She kneeled before and just took in the sight of her. "You're breathtaking," she cooed, as she ran her hands up Maura's silky legs. "Every thing about you, Maur, takes my breath away."
A single tear ran down Maura's face as she placed a hand to Jane's cheek. "Are you sure you want to, Jane? You don't have to," Maura offered.
"I want to," Jane replied, simply. "I need to," she added, as she groaned, parting Maura's lips and seeing the evidence of her obvious arousal. Jane licked her lips as she bowed her head and lapped at Maura's wetness.
"Oh, Jane!" Maura exclaimed, as she wrapped a leg around the detective's back. "You're such a good student," she moaned as she bucked against her face.