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It was the end of another impossibly long week. Most weeks seemed to be long recently, but the sense of endlessness that plagued this week was intensified by Maura and Jane's most recent fight. A petty argument, over something neither of them could specifically recall, had escalated into a bigger fight, then had led to each of them willfully ignoring the other. It had weighed on the week, and protracted the already exhausting nature of their daily routines.
The sense of lightness that typically accompanied Maura on her Friday afternoon drive home was absent, as she thought about what her evening would entail. The thought of a Jane-less Friday night causes her to release a wistful sigh, as she tries to remember why she and Jane are in a standoff. Their bickering had become more frequent and harsh lately; little disagreements would mutate into haughty digs, which would lead to one of them saying something offensive (and often true) to the other. The tension between them that had been compounding for years combined with their egos had rendered them both incapable of confronting the root of the issue, and so silence would result. She absolutely hated not speaking with Jane, and knew that this stalemate would only cease if one of them were to concede.
By the time she pulls in her driveway, Maura had already decided that she was willing to back down. She showers, dresses and is back in her car in forty-five minutes. On her way to Jane's, she picks up pizza and a case of beer, in hopes of re-establishing the comfort of their Friday routine.
As she prepares herself outside of Jane's door, she hears Jane scurrying throughout the apartment and she smiles; even just standing outside of Jane's apartment makes her feel better. As she lifts her fist to knock, the door swings open to reveal Jane, in her jacket, with keys and a bottle of wine in hand.
Startled, they each take a second to speak. "Ohh. I was just..." Maura's voice is tinged with uneasiness.
Jane's eyes soften, and she takes a small step back into her apartment. "Me too. Come in."
Maura nods and steps into Jane's apartment. "Here, let me help you." Jane takes off her jacket, puts down the wine and keys and grabs the beer and pizza from Maura. She places them on the counter and quickly, yet somewhat timidly walks back toward Maura.
As their eyes reconnect, they both blurt out, "I'm sorry." The awkward moment causes them to laugh, and when they stop, Jane pulls Maura into a hug.
After breathing in Jane for a few moments, Maura admits, "I don't even remember why we were fighting."
"Me neither." Jane leans back and smiles, the returns to the hug a couple of seconds later. As they hold the embrace, a familiar warmth travels through both of their bodies.
"I really hate fighting with you, Jane."
"I really hate fighting with you, too, Maur." Neither of them can will herself to pull from the embrace, and as Maura tightens her arms around Jane, Jane begins to rub broad circles on Maura's back.
The heat building in Maura's body begins to swelter, and her ability to quell the lust she has suppressed for so long is waning. In an attempt to regain composure, Maura draws in a deep breath. Jane's scent incites her thirst, and without thinking, she places an open mouthed kiss on Jane's neck. One of Jane's hands moves to the back of Maura's head, as Jane trembles, and whispers, "Maura." Feeling Jane's pulse against her mouth concurrently weakens and invigorates Maura; she withdraws, only to place another, wetter kiss centimeters higher. Jane's grip becomes noticeably stronger and she repeats, "Maura."
Maura can feel Jane's heart race climbing to an incredible pace and the knowledge that Jane wants this makes her impossibly wet. After delivering a third kiss, she loosens her arms and looks up at Jane, whose eyes have just opened. Jane pulls Maura's mouth against hers and they begin to boundlessly kiss. As their tongues meet for the first time, they both moan and press further into each other.
Their kissing quickly becomes uncontrollable-both of them pushing and pulling-grabbing and rubbing. Every preconception of how this moment would play out is lost, because they are finally kissing each other and touching each other. Beyond all else, they are finally being honest with each other.
Jane's forward motion accelerates, and she ends up slamming Maura into the wall. A loud thud and a feminine whimper stop her actions. "Oh shit, Maura. I'm sorry." She cups the side of Maura's face, fingers reaching for the back of her head.
Maura re-engages their mouths. "Mmmmm. Don't be." She bites Jane's bottom lip and tugs. "I like it." She looks up at Jane and smirks. Her mouth moves to Jane's collarbone. "Actually, I love it."
Jane's eyes turn devious. "Oh, really?" Her nipples tighten, as Maura's hands begin to work on her shirt buttons. Jane watches Maura's every move as she pulls the shirt from her shoulders. "Good to know." She grabs Maura under her ass and lifts her up a bit; Maura wraps her legs around Jane, pulling herself up. Her skirt is now up at her hips, which have begun to thrust forward involuntarily.
As Maura begins to play with Jane's breasts, over her camisole, Jane pushes her harder against the wall and kisses her until they are both breathless. Keeping her hips close to Maura and the wall, she pulls her upper body back and eyes Maura. Maura attempts to pull her back in, but Jane fights off the advance. Reaching in between their bodies, she presses an open hand over Maura's wet panties, before pulling them to the side.
Maura gasps at the cold air on her wet pussy. "Yesssss, Jane." When her exposed pussy comes into contact with Jane, she cannot stop herself from clenching.
Jane immediately starts to circle Maura's dripping entrance. "I'm going to fuck you against this wall." She pushes two fingers all the way in and then pulls them all the way out, causing Maura to claw at Jane's back. Her circling resumes. "And then I'm going to take you to the bedroom, strip you and fuck you until you beg me to stop."
Maura's head rolls back for a second, as she fights to breathe. "Please. Please. Please. Do it." She grips the back of Jane's neck and pulls her into a sloppy kiss. "Please." She pleads and moans into Jane's mouth as their lips, tongues and teeth move against each other.
Jane pushes her fingers back into Maura and begins to pump. "Jannnnnnneee!" Maura helplessly slams her upper body into the wall, and her head rolls from side to side. Her juices are running down her ass and thighs and as her body moves with Jane's, she can already feel her orgasm building. She doesn't want to rush this, but the thought of Jane taking her in various positions sends her into a whirlwind of craving. "Oh god. Oh god. Fucckkkkkkk."
Wanting to get Maura into the bedroom as soon as possible, Jane wraps her other arm fully around Maura, lifting her up a few more inches. She pushes forward inside of Maura, and rubs Maura's clit with the heel of her hand as she draws long stokes against Maura's front wall.
"Right there. Oh god. Oh god." Her body locks, as she digs her nails into Jane's shoulders in an effort to not bang her head back into the wall again. "Ohhhhhhh." Her legs' grip on Jane constricts as a forceful orgasm rushes through her entire body, leaving her fingers and toes completely numb.
Jane waits until Maura's walls release her fingers a bit before she kisses her sloppily and begins to walk them toward the bedroom. Still reeling from her orgasm, Maura begins to slowly kiss Jane's neck. The sensation sends a jolt through Jane's body, and she stops short and pushes Maura up against the hallway wall. "Do you want to be fucked up against this wall, too, or should I get us to the bedroom?"
She pulls back, and sees a completely unhinged Maura. "Well?" Maura, having a very hard time verbalizing anything, continues to pant and stare, which only further electrifies Jane's action. She grabs Maura's shirt at the center, and tears it open. Wasting no time, she pulls one bra cup down and pinches a very firm nipple. "You are so hot Maura."
After a few grunts, Maura attempts to form a cogent response. "I want you..." Struggling to breathe, Maura's words are rushed, and laced with urgency. "I want you to get us to the bedroom and..."
"And?" Jane asks, as she rolls a nipple between her fingers.
"And...then I want you to make me cum in your mouth." A growl erupts from Jane's chest, as she coils her fingers in Maura's hair and pulls her into her mouth. She turns and continues toward the bedroom. They both continue to kiss, lick, bite and suck at each other's mouths, until Jane untangles herself from Maura and drops her onto the bed.
Staring down at Maura, Jane almost loses balance. Maura's hair is a sexy mess; her mouth is raw from their kissing; one breast is peaking out through her torn shirt, and her skirt is still bunched up around her hips, exposing her soaked center. And somehow, both of her heels are still on her feet.
As Maura begins to kick her heels off, Jane pulls Maura's shirt off. Her hands quickly find their way to her back, where they undo her bra. "You, too, Jane."
Jane allows Maura to remove her shirt and bra and relishes in the look on Maura's face as Jane's hard nipples are uncovered. Maura fondles Jane's breasts for a few moments, while Jane impatiently unzips and yanks off Maura's skirt and panties. As she pulls off her own boots, socks and pants, Maura begins to crawl toward the center of the bed.
Grabbing Maura's ankles, Jane teases, "Uh-uh. Stay right where you are." She pulls Maura back to the edge of the bed, into an upright sitting position, and drops to her knees. Sitting high up on her knees, she kisses Maura before running her hands down Maura's body, creating a line of friction over both breasts, both hip bones, both thighs, finally coming to a stop at Maura's knees. Maura's shaking body arches forward, shadowing Jane's path. Jane's mouth then follows the same trail on the right side, and then the left side.
Starting at Maura's right knee, Jane nips along Maura's inner thigh, until she reaches Maura's pussy, which she kisses with an open mouth, before continuing up toward the other knee. Maura releases a frenzied breath as Jane's mouth makes contact with her core. As Jane begins her path back to Maura's center, she spreads Maura's lips with her fingers and very lightly strokes Maura's clit with her thumb. She exhales a hot breath onto Maura's pussy and looks up into Maura's eyes as Maura's hips cant forward.
She maintains eye contact with Maura as she moves her tongue firmly from top to bottom, applying extra pressure at each pass over Maura's clit. Wrapping her arms under Maura's thighs, she spreads them further open, and props them on her shoulders, pressing Maura's pussy tightly against her mouth.
Jane moves her hands to Maura's stomach, to secure her position, and then begins to lick and suck. The ferocity of Jane's movements has already triggered another orgasm for Maura, and she squirms against Jane's strong grip. Her fingers lock in Jane's hair, and she grinds her throbbing core against Jane's mouth. As Maura leaks into Jane's mouth, Jane feels her own release begin to threaten.
Maura's orgasm seamlessly moves into a second, as Jane moves her left hand down. She only has to graze over Maura's opening to cause enough stimulation to send Maura reeling. Maura's hands release Jane's hair and extend out to her sides, tugging at the sheets as her body thrashes in pleasure."Fuck!"
As Maura's orgasm crests, Jane pushes her weight up and forward. She grabs Maura's thighs and flips Maura over onto her knees. Although Maura can barely support her weight, she shifts so she is on all fours in the middle of the bed. Jane kneels behind her, and enters her with three fingers. "Ohhhhhhh. Jane!" When Jane increases the pace of her pumping, Maura falls to her elbows. "Yes, Jane! Fuck me hard."
Watching Maura, completely naked, ass up and open, push back onto her fingers is the sexiest thing Jane has ever seen. "You are so fucking sexy, Maura." She pumps a bit deeper, and Maura falls flat onto her chest-her hips still thrusting with Jane's fingers.
"Oh, Jane. You feel so good inside of me" Maura deepens her movements. Jane straddles one of Maura's thighs and grinds her own throbbing clit against it. She bends forward and snakes her hand between Maura and the mattress. As she begins to rub tight circles against Maura's tense clit, Maura urges, "Shit…don't stop. Please. Just like that."
Moaning in unison, they both begin to peak. Jane's body stiffens as Maura's walls lock her fingers in place and she cums, screaming Maura's name. Jane continues to massage Maura's clit until Maura's body goes limp, and then gently removes her fingers.
"Mmmmm. Maura." She kisses Maura's shoulder and drops beside her.
They stay there for a few minutes, smiling at each other while catching their breath. Jane's gravelly voice cuts through the silence, as she trails a fingertip from Maura's neck to the top of her ass. "So, I do believe I said I was going to fuck you until you beg me to stop." Maura's eyes widen, as she lifts her head slightly in response to Jane's statement. "And I have yet to hear you beg."
Even though Maura has not yet regained feeling in her lower half, she never wants this night to end. So after Jane rolls her over onto her back and pins her hands above her head, Maura pecks Jane's lips, and challenges, "Try me, Jane."