This chapter (technically chapter 9) was posted on AO3 ages ago when I left FFNet, and I just haven't posted it here since returning. If you didn't read it on AO3, then this will be a treat for you.

Right now, my muses have me heavily focused on The Nanny, but don't think that I've forgotten about this fic (or any of my others, actually. I feel guilty about how my muses treat me because it affects you as a reader. I am terribly sorry!). I actually went back through the other day to refamiliarize myself with what I've written so far, so that I CAN provide an update for this and hopefully soon.

I woke the next morning with a throbbing sensation between my legs and a strong desire to be in Maura's bed instead.

I couldn't believe I'd chickened out the night before. Maura was ready and willing, but there I was, freaking out about having sex with someone as if it were going to be my first time ever. Even if technically it would be, at least with a woman.

We could have been having morning sex right then and there in her bed, or maybe in the shower. Or maybe both.

Suddenly my phone chimed with a text message and I grabbed my phone off the nightstand.

Are you awake yet?

I smiled and quickly texted back, Just barely.

How are you feeling this morning?

Sighing, I typed out a short response and stared at it for a few moments before sighing again and pressing the send button. Horny and idiotic.

That is certainly an interesting combination of feelings...the former I understand, but not so much the latter, in your situation.

Come over and I'll explain. If you want. Over breakfast. You bring the healthy stuff and I'll make pancakes?

By "healthy stuff" do you mean fruit and yoghurt?

What else would it mean, Maur? ;)

Fair point. Are you sure you have the ingredients for pancakes?

Yep, I'm sure. Maura didn't need to know that they were pancakes that had miraculously shown up a couple weeks ago in my freezer. They were fresh and from scratch once upon a time, even though I wasn't sure if Ma or Maura had put them in there. Either were equally as likely.

I'll be there in approximately 20 minutes then, depending on traffic.

Drive safe, please.

Safely, Jane. Don't forget Mr. Adverb. ;-)

I'm rolling my eyes at you. Just be careful, ok?

I am a very safe driver. See you soon.

I quickly hopped out of bed and ran to the kitchen. I pulled half a dozen pancakes out of the freezer, put them in two stacks on a plate, and put the remaining ones back into the freezer. Placing them in the microwave, I set it for one minute and dashed back to my bedroom. Quickly I pulled off all my tank top and underwear, leaving them in a pile on the floor by the bed.

The water didn't take very long to heat up and after turning on the shower, I stepped into the bathtub. I first washed and rinsed my hair. After that, I cleaned my face before lathering up my expensive loofah (that Maura bought me, I instantly thought). Rinsing away the suds, I finally leaned back against the shower wall, the left half of my body underneath the hot, soothing spray, and lifted my right foot to place it on the edge of the tub.

Slipping my left hand between my thighs, I lightly touched my middle finger to my clit and moaned. I dipped my finger down, parting wet lips, and slowly slipped the finger inside, before pulling out slightly and sliding my ring finger in along with it. All the way in, I curled my fingers a few times and my lower stomach twinged with hot pleasure. Instinctively I pulled my fingers out and pushed the same two fingers on my right hand inside in their place, slipping my left fingers back up to circle my clit. As I curled my fingers inside and rubbed my clit, my ab muscles clenched tightly and I moaned softly, the sound almost drowned out by the sound of the water coming out of the showerhead.

As my fingers repeatedly circled my clit, my mind drifted to Maura, especially to the fact that she'd masturbated the night before while thinking of me. Though I'd never seen her completely naked, but I'd seen her naked enough to know that she was in extremely good shape. Yoga certainly kept her body well toned, but at the same time allowed her to keep her voluptuous curves.

Curves that I liked very, very much.

I longed to skim my hands down her waist, over her hips - without clothing - just to feel the effects of her efforts. "So good," I murmured to myself, lost in my daydream of Maura's womanly body.

Over and over my clit my fingers flew while I curled the others inside of me. I was desperate for release and I knew my time was running out. I thought back to my makeout session with Maura only a few hours earlier and how her body felt against mine. It was perfect. We fit together perfectly.

"Unnghhh," I grunted out, finally flying over the orgasmic edge, moving my fingers still to draw out the pleasure. Dropping my head back against the shower wall, I slowed the movements of both hands and finally slipped my right hand fingers out entirely.

While I still felt eager for more, I knew I'd run out of time, so I quickly rinsed my body off and finished my shower, nervous, but excited to see Maura.

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