Same disclaimers as always.

A/N: We are almost done on Nantucket folks. Thanks for the kind reviews! I've tried to update everyday, but tomorrow I won't be able to put up a chapter. My oldest kicks off her sophomore Varsity bball season out of town, so I will be with her. I'll get one up on Wednesday. Now...enjoy some time on the beach...

CH 15

Soft kisses. Tender touches. Jane woke me yesterday with an aggressive approach, for which I have no complaints, but I want to love her for a bit. When I opened my eyes I found her leg over mine and her arms wrapped around me. Naked. We have woken up touching over the years and entangled over the last several weeks, but the skin-to-skin contact that we have enjoyed the last 48-hours is difficult to describe. It is sensual and sexy. It is also comforting and peaceful. I want so badly to kiss every inch of her. I want to taste every inch of Jane. She has never fully understood her beauty, her radiance, and her allure to anyone not even to me. Jane knows she is pretty, but her perspective is skewed to the tom-boy persona that she embraces…not that image is wholly incorrect. She is sporty and athletic. She is passionate about the physical. But she believes that this makes her less sexy as a woman. She shied away from discussions about her beauty when she was with Dean and Casey. She deflects with me. It is not a false humility; it is simply Jane being Jane.

I think assisting Jane to embrace her full attributes should be a goal of mine. I want her to recognize all that she brings to her job, to her family, to me…to life as a whole. She may never be comfortable sharing her tenderness with most people, but I don't want her to be embarrassed by it either. I want Jane to understand that I more than love her…I want her to know that she is as essential to me as air. She is everything to me. Simply everything.

Kissing along Jane's jaw makes her begin to stir. I use my tongue as I go so I can taste her and feel the softness of her skin. Up off her cheek to her ear, I trace the shell and suck at her lobe. I take a path back down behind her ear and onto her neck. My teeth appear to bite at her and then I suck. "Maur…" these are her first words to me today, and they come out more as a mild warning. I just give her a 'shush'…I am going to continue whether she wants me to or not. I bite again along her clavicle and lick along its length. I slide further down to lick the top of her right breast. I think about using my hands to touch her; I want to but not this time. My mouth explores all of her breast…pulling, licking, nipping. And then I proceed down her right side giving attention to her stomach and gorgeous abdominals. Her slender hip comes next then to the crease of her thigh. Gently without the intention of starting an oral sexual exploration, I kiss her intimately and taste her briefly before continuing on down her thigh. She is a bit ticklish around her knee…I file that information away for later. Down her lower leg and calf to her foot. I kiss her instep and ankle and toes.

Then I make my journey back up her left side. I am at the end of the bed, so I simply roll to the opposite side and set out to explore my way back to the top. I don't miss a single spot; I am as thorough coming back up as I was going down. I could hear Jane's breathing become erratic as I proceeded through my trip. She whimpered, she groaned, and she even shivered. To her credit she did not utter a word after my 'shush'. By the time I make my way to her left breast, she is panting and rolls her hips a bit as I take her nipple into my mouth. I know she needs more, and I will give it to her but not before I am done. All the way in the exact path and order in which I went down, I complete my circuit. Off her right ear, down her cheek, and down her jaw. With one last lick and kiss, I move to straddle her and sit up to hover over her looking into her very aroused eyes.

"Jane. I know every inch of you. I love every inch of you…every dip, every texture, every taste. You are beautiful in every way. I am blessed to be your friend…blessed to be your wife. You are everything to me." Her arousal began to wane as I spoke and morphed into a tender reflection of her inner beauty. Her eyes filled with unshed tears, which I know she isn't comfortable with, so I finish speaking and lean forward to kiss each of her eyes. I move to her sexy mouth to kiss her with all I have but whisper "I love you" across her lips before I do.

No words are spoken for a long while. The room is only filled with muted cries, breaths, and moans. I love Jane with all that I have until we both fall into sleep again.

The morning couldn't have been more perfect. I'm not sure what prompted Maura's exploration and gentleness with me this morning, but after all we've been through, I've never felt closer to her than I do right now. I've never loved her more…never felt more loved. It set the tone for a quiet day spent together. We explored the whaling museum and even visited a few of the art galleries. I liked the sculpture one…it had some cool pieces. We made our way to the Brant Point lighthouse before we headed back to the hotel for a brief nap…and some quality time in that huge shower. I think we need to add a bench to the shower in Maura's house.

Now it's time for my evening. M planned last night's dinner, but I called dibs on tonight. "Maur, you ready?"

"Yes. Is this appropriate?" She motioned to her outfit. I told her warm and very casual. She was in her one pair of 'comfy' jeans, a sweater, and cute boots.

"Sure, sweetie. Grab your jacket though. Let's hit it!" I take her hand and gather my big bag of goodies with the other. Most of what I need I took care of earlier with the hotel's concierge, but some items needed to stay with me.

We walk down the beach a bit, and I know we have about 45 minutes until sunset. "Here we go, babe."

"Jane! A fire…I love it." She reaches up to kiss me and smiles her biggest smile. "Can we snuggle?"

I can't help but laugh. "Gee, I guess if you twist my arm…c'mon, let me get the blankets out and you can sit while I set things up."

I spread blankets out so we can sit by the fire and see the sunset over the water. The waves are rolling in, the air is brisk, and I have my wife…life couldn't get better. Once Maura is comfortable I get the fire started. It is very simple since the hotel set everything up for me. They got the permits, arranged the wood, set it all up so I couldn't mess it up. Once it's going, I get the small ipod and speakers out of my bag and set it up. M's favorite classical is on the playlist along with some light jazz.

"This is lovely, Jane. It is a perfect way to end our trip."

"No, no, no… we are not talking about ending anything tonight. We'll be back in that limo heading to the ferry soon enough. Now, let me put this chair-back-thingie down….let me in behind you. I want to hold you, ok?"

"No other place I want to be." She moves up and allows me to take the space behind her on the blanket. I settle in and pull her to me. "Thank you, Jane."

"For what?"

She speaks quietly, "For…every moment. For your smile, your touch…you kisses." She turns over her shoulder to seek my mouth.

"Well, you are welcome my dear. I just wanted to be quiet tonight. More than that…I just want to be." We sit in silence as the sun melts away into the horizon. The fire is roaring nicely and keeps us warm. "Would you like some wine and cheese?" I reach over to my bag of tricks and pull out chilled wine and some very good cheese.

"You are full of surprises tonight Mrs. Rizzoli-Isles. I like it." I just flash her my dimples, kiss her forehead, and hand her a glass. We fall back into enjoying the quiet.

"Maura, do you want more kids?"

"Wow…I didn't expect that question right now." I can tell she is surprised but not uncomfortable.

"I know. I just was looking at the picture you gave me today while you were napping, and I was struck by just how much I love being a mother with you. I never let myself really think about it before Jack, but I love it. I love him, and I'm excited to watch him grow…all the things I want to teach him. I mean I'm still a little scared I'll screw things up. I am a Rizzoli, and we tend to jump first and think much, much later. But I know I can love him no matter what…I think I'd like to have more. I…I might even like to be pregnant."

The evening is wonderful. The smell of the ocean, the sound of the waves, and the fire…it really is perfect. I knew we'd talk because Jane and I have always been able to communicate…well, almost always. But I truly was not expecting to discuss expanding our new family. Jane has come so far in the last four months. She has begun to allow herself to really plan and to take her happiness. I am so glad I get to be a part of that. "Jane, whenever we are ready to add to our family, I want it. I, too, love being a mother and feel more fulfilled than I ever have. And I undoubtedly want to have more children with you however we decide to do that. With your job, would you really want to carry a child?"

"I don't know…we would have to really talk about it, but yeah…I never thought about the miracle that babies really are. I mean growing up, I was taught about the miracle of life and all that, but I never truly understood. Holding Jackson that first night? I think I started to get it. But now, I know how amazing it is…his little fingers and toes, his eyes…everything that is him and that will grow with him into a man. I think I want to carry a baby. Our baby, Maura."

"I understand. I feel it, too. I want to experience that part of motherhood as I am experiencing all the others with Jackson. I want to feel our child grow and kick. But I can see you pregnant, Jane. I can hear you complaining about being fat now," I laugh as she pokes at my side. "Seriously, Jane! You will be a whiny pregnant woman!"

"I will not…you take that back!"

"Not a chance. In fact, I bet you anything right now that anyone of our family will say you are the whiniest of the two of us being pregnant."

"No way…my family cheats and would vote against me just to piss me off! And your family will side with you…I can't win! Although I really would deserve to win." She puts on her pouty face, and all I want to do is kiss her. Instead, I pull her arms tightly around me.

"So we want to have two more children? Is that what we're saying?"

She squeezes me and kisses my head before she speaks again. "Yeah. I think we need to have two more kids…but after Jackson gets a little older. Maybe in a year or two…although you should go first, since you're getting older and…"

I pull away from her and spin quicker than she expected. "Are you kidding me! I'll give you 'getting older'!" I pin her down with my body and use my newfound knowledge of her ticklish spots until she kisses me into quitting.

After a rather entertaining make-out session on the beach in front of the fire, Jane snuggled back with me catching her breath. "Ok…we need to table this 'discussion' until we get back to our room. I really don't want to explain to Cavanaugh why I got his Chief ME busted for public indecency. Besides, it's s'mores time!"

"Pardon?" Jane begins to dig into her bag again and pulls out graham crackers, marshmallows, and chocolate bars.

"S'mores, Maura…it is illegal in the United States to have a campfire and not make s'mores…look it up."

"I don't believe you are correct, Jane. I am very well versed in the national penal code; however, I will be happy to make s'mores with you."

We made a mess, ate, and drank more wine. When the fire waned and air became a little uncomfortable, we cleaned our area and headed back to our room. The shower we took was simply to get the smell of smoke out of our hair…it had nothing to do with the lovely bench and its multiple uses...absolutely nothing. But…we went to bed quite a while later…exhausted and smiling.

TBC...