Oh my goodness! The amount of feedback I got back for this chapter was amazing! Thank you all so much for the kind words and for standing up to my writing! Like many people said, I do love Jane and Maura and value their friendship, but I also can totally see them being in a more bondage type relationship. For submissive and hardcore. But it seems like most of you agree with me or value my input!
You all are simply perfect and I love yah all!
In response to the sweetness of the last chapter a few of my readers have requested the naughtier version of that chapter. And this works out perfectly to fulfil a song fic that someone asked for. So here we go!
Song: Play (Dirty) by David Banner
The lyrics are italized.
Enjoy!
Jane arrived at Maura's home, a box of pizza and a thing of beer in her hand. On her arm was a bag with Maura's favorite wine wrapped with a bow. Jane knew that Maura had had a rough week with an awful case and had spent the ridiculous amount of money necessary to get her favorite wine.
Now, standing outside her door, Jane chuckled hearing a thud of music. It wasn't unusual for Jane to find Maura humming to music when she arrived, however as Jane caught the first line of the song her eyes went wide.
"Cum girl, I'm tryin' get your pussy wet.
Work that, lemme see you drip sweat."
Jane pushed open Maura's door slowly, setting the food on the counter. "Maura?" Jane called out, but the music was blasting loudly and Maura was nowhere to be seen. Wandering into the house more Jane spotted Maura in the living room, her back to Jane, singing and swaying her hips to the beat.
"Gon play with it
Gon play with it
Gon play with it
Gon play with it
Gon play with it
Work that clit
Cum girl"
Jane's mouth went completely dry as all the wetness and blood in her body rushed to her sex. Maura was seductively shaking her ass and wiggling her chest in time with the provocative music.
"Finger fuck your pussy like you want some, girl
Work it like a nigga straight licking on your pearl
I wanna see you cum in the middle of the dance floor
A nigga can't fuck, what you think your finger made for."
Maura had begun to sing the words and Jane's world seemed to come to a standstill as she noticed that not only was Maura dancing and singing, but she also had her right hand down her designer jeans. Her breathing picked up a notch and Jane had to lean into the wall behind her to keep from falling over. Her legs were suddenly wobbly.
"Oh." A soft, rich moan filled the air and the blood pounded in Jane's ears. Maura's voice was like honey, oozing over her body and warming her insides. "Oh Jane."
Shock.
That was the only feeling Jane had as Maura moaned her name.
"Cum girl
Uh, I wanna see your legs shake
Take you to the crib, we can fuck til the bed break
Uh, fuck you til your pussy ache."
As Maura wiggled her hips some more and the muscle in her arm tightened with the actions inside her jeans Jane couldn't take it anymore. She would have never thought in a million years that Maura would get off at the thought of her, but now that she had seen and heard her soft noises she couldn't forget it happened.
Maura danced to relieve stress and now masturbated to the thought of Jane. That knowledge was dangerous and Jane liked living on the edge.
"Think about the type right now, girl, mastur
(Uh uh) bate for a nigga, freak you in the clubs."
Maura gasped and tried to spin around as she suddenly felt Jane's strong hands on her hips, her lips near her ear. Jane had snuck up behind her to whisper the lyrics in her ear. Maura panicked and went to pull out her hand from the inside of her panties, but Jane's grip on her wrist froze her movements.
"Jane." Maura breathed out. She was nervous about what this meant, but Jane's hips pushing into her ass and gently swaying just sent her mind reeling. She was so close to the edge when Jane arrived that she couldn't focus on anything but the pleasure.
"Shhh." Jane soothed.
"Stop worrying about them other hoes
It's me in your world
Work that clit
Cum girl."
Jane continued to sing the song in her ear, her voice a low rasp. The hand still on Maura's hip guided her to grind back into her own clit. A soft moan from Jane filled Maura's ear as the medical examiner pushed back harder.
Maura moved her fingers again, playing with her wetness. Her head tipped back on Jane's shoulder as she panted. The hand on her hip moved, Jane's entire arm now trapping her back into her as they grinded to the beat. "Gon play with it
Gon play with it
Gon play with it
Gon play with it
Gon play with it
Work that clit
Cum girl"
"Jane." Maura gasped again and the raven haired detective sprung into action.
She tugged on Maura's wrist slightly. "Remove it." Maura swallowed but slid her hand out of her jeans, bringing her fingers up to her mouth to lick them clean."Cum when you're feeling good, lick it all off"
Jane growled darkly, her own hand diving into Maura's jeans. They were tight and fit her perfectly which made movement swallow, but rough. The first touch to her soaking sex had both women gasping.
Maura's sex was soft and sopping wet, her arousal clearly evident as her panties were ruined. The rougher digits than her own made Maura whimper and she pushed down harder into the touch.
"Fuck Maura." Jane breathed, probing her fingers back and forth across her folds.
"Jane please." It was needy, but Maura didn't care. In the past she prided herself on being able to tease the men she was with for hours, holding back her own desire. But, this… this with Jane… it was so different. Maura had wanted Jane for so long and now that she had her, even for just this one moment, she had to have all of her instantly.
"I can make 'em bounce like 1, 2, 3
It ain't nothin' to a pimp, girl, play with the g."
Jane let go of Maura's waist, knowing that Maura was going to keep grinding into her. The pressure of her own trousers pushing into her wetness was making Jane pant. Now that her other hand was free she slid it inside Maura's shirt, over her flat stomach and up to her breasts laced in her fancy bra.
"Oh. Ahhh." Maura was moaning loudly, her chest pushed out further. Her hands went around to grab Jane's slim hips, head still on her shoulder, eyes closed.
Jane's thumb had found Maura's clit and her middle finger finally slid inside of Maura. Instantly, both women moaned, the pleasure taking over them both. Jane had never been with a women, but the soft, velvety folds were inviting and the way her sex pulsed around her digits made Jane want to be lost in them forever.
"Work it, work it, work it, til you make that pussy cream
Move it to the right, move your finger to the left
Work it all around til your ass outta breath"
Soft whimpers fell out of Maura's mouth as Jane worked her higher and higher. Her legs were shaking now as she tried to keep grinding into the woman behind her. However, as Jane slipped another finger into her tight sex she couldn't keep the movement going.
Leaning back into Jane for support she stepped her legs out wider to give Jane more access inside of her jeans. With her fingers pounding and her thumb stroking her clit Maura wasn't going to last that much longer.
"Oh my… Jane! Don't stop. Please don't stop." Maura begged her shamelessly, needing and wanting her climax to take over her.
"Bend it on over, lemme see it from the back
Work your thumb in it girl, I love it like that"
"Never Maur. Never." Jane whispered to her sinfully. Her fingers stroked harder and harder, pushing into her as fast as she could. The movement limited in her jeans, but enough to put pressure on her clit.
Curling her fingers Jane felt a soft spongy part and Maura cried out. Jane had found her g-spot on the first try. "Jane!""Lemme work ya slow, lemme see it going in
Then you pull it out, put your fingers in your mouth
You make a nigga wanna fuck your ass on the couch"
An image of Maura bent over the couch, ass in the air, with a strap on pounding into her filled Jane's mind and a new wave of arousal rushed into her system. "Yes. Maura. That's it babe."
Jane pulsed her hips into Maura's ass, forcing her down onto her fingers more. Each stroke was like liquid fire inside of Maura and she knew that once she came Jane was going to have to catch her.
"While we're still in the club, show your pussy love
Work that clit
Cum girl
Go on and hit the dance floor
Open up wide, lemme show you what's it made for"
The lyrics were burning into their minds, making them breathless. Each of them could feel the intensity in the air and each was aware of the other's movements. Jane's trousers were getting uncomfortable, but she didn't care at this point. Maura was her focus.
Fingers pumping and stroking Jane felt the moment that Maura started to unravel. A few more thrusts, a few more flicks and Maura was soaring.
"Jane! Oh my God!" Maura cried her, legs shaking and quivering. Her sex clamped down hard as her orgasm crashed into her, wave after wave.
Feeling Maura's legs give out, Jane caught her around the waist, holding her up as she rode Maura through the high. Hearing her climax was blissful and Jane felt her own pleasure throw her into a small orgasm of her own.
It shocked Jane, but it wasn't unwelcome. Moaning softly Jane navigated them to the couch behind them. Stripping them of their clothes Jane pulled Maura on top of her, cradling her in her arms.
"Wow Maura." Jane whispered, breathless.
Maura blushed and chuckled. "That was… quite remarkable."
Jane laughed and looked down at her. "How long?"
"Does it matter?"
"No."
Maura smiled and pushed up to look down at Jane. "I've been in love with you from the moment I realized you weren't a hooker."
Jane's laughter was cut off as their lips met in a passionate first kiss. Soft moans filled the air and both women smirked into the other's lips as the final line of the song floated into the air.
"Cum girl."
To the lovely reader who suggested this song I hope this fulfilled your fantasy!
Love you all!