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"I'm not calling you 'prude.' I'm simply stating, based on the fact that any conversation about sex makes you squirm, that you seem to be a little less than 'open' when it comes to certain sexual activities." Maura sips her cocktail, as she ends her explanation.
"I see. So just because I'm not as 'OPEN' as you are-I must be prude." Minorly insulted, Jane refuses to drop it. Speaking at an unusually low volume, Jane emphasizes, "I mean, just because I don't like talking about it all the time, doesn't mean I don't love doing it."
"I know, Jane. I just meant that maybe you allow your fear and inhibitions to prevent you from exploring certain options and/or activities."
"Pfffft. Whatever you say." The subtext of Maura's comments is not lost on Jane, but she decides to let it go for the time being. She is pretty sure that Maura is laying her proverbial cards on the table and it is true-Jane has talked herself out of her attraction to women, specifically Maura, countless times. It is also true that the last few days, alone with Maura, have been particularly arduous in terms of controlling herself. Maura's usual leading comments and gestures were getting less and less subtle, and Jane is so close to succumb to her own desires.
Just as Maura is about to speak, Jane waves the cocktail waitress over. "Two shots of Patron, please."
Maura cocks one of her eyebrows in question, but Jane just grins back at her. After paying the waitress, Jane pulls one shot in front of herself, and pushes the other across the table. "Come on, Maura. We're on vacation. Live a little."
Maura rolls her eyes and picks up the shot glass. "Alright, Detective, I'll make a deal with you. I will take this shot, if you will dance with me."
"Mauraaaa...you know I hate dancing."
"Come on, Jane. We're on vacation. Live a little." Proud of her clever retort, Maura winks and gives Jane a sly, half-smile.
"Very funny. Haha! How about after this shot, we have one more and then we dance?"
"I agree to your terms, as long as we stay on the dance floor for at least three songs."
"Done." They both take their first shot and then Jane gets them each another. Before she even has a chance to pull the lime from her mouth, Maura yanks her onto the dance floor.
Jane cannot help but gaze at Maura as she leads her through the crowd, smiling. Sun-kissed Maura is ravishing-her hair, a little lighter, her freckles, more pronounced and her eyes, extra vibrant. When they reach a clearing, Maura turns to Jane and drapes her arms around her neck. They embrace, and begin to move to the music. With each song, their bodies get closer, and their hands bolder.
Bending forward a bit, Jane speaks over the music. "Not so inhibited now, huh?"
"I suppose." Maura shrugs dismissively, fully aware that she is pushing all the right buttons.
"What?! Oh, c'mon Maura." Jane reaches down, grabs Maura's ass, and pulls her as close as possible, while sliding her leg between Maura's legs.
Though she doesn't want to admit it, Maura is surprised at how "uninhibited" Jane is being. For fear of Jane retreating, she continues to challenge. Licking her lips, she whispers into Jane's face. "That's a little better."
"Mmmhmm. Right." Jane moves one hand to the base of Maura's skull, as she licks up the side of her neck. When she reaches Maura's ear, she nips at the lobe, and brushes over the shell with the tip of her tongue. "Better?"
Maura knew her game would illicit some type of reaction from Jane, but this is more than she expected and she is elated. "That depends..." She whips around and presses her ass into Jane's crotch. Turning her head, she speaks to Jane over her shoulder. "That depends on how you adapt when you're not making all of the moves." Bending her knees, Maura drops her body a few inches, and then presses into Jane's body as she straightens back up.
Determined to prove something and really, really turned on, Jane pushes the limit. She toys with the hem of Maura's dress, before flattening her hands over the fabric on Maura's thighs, and roughly runs them up to Maura's hips, then over Maura's stomach and breasts. Barely supporting her own weight, Maura whips around and crashes her body into Jane's. Jane grasps the back of Maura's head and pulls her into a powerful kiss. They both stop dancing and pour all of their energy into the kiss. As it becomes progressively untamed, they detach and meet in a piercing stare.
"I think we should go back to the house."
"Yeah?" Leaning back in, Jane runs her tongue between Maura's parted lips, and skims her teeth.
"Yeah." Maura slinks her hand between Jane's breasts and down her stomach. She inches her fingers under Jane's waistband and clutches the fabric. "I want to see exactly how uninhibited you can be."
Jane's naughty smile flat-lines. "So, this is just a challenge?"
"It is so much more than that, Jane." Taking both of Jane's hands in her own, Maura looks directly into Jane's eyes. "You know that, right?" She gingerly pecks Jane's lips.
"Yeah. I do. As long as you know it, too." She smirks and clasps Maura's hands. "Are you drunk?"
"No, Jane. I'm a little buzzed, but I've wanted you for a very long time. There are so many things I've wanted to do with you...to you, for so long.
"There are so many things I want to do with you, too." Sliding her hand into Maura's hair, she moves in for another musing kiss. "Now that we've covered that. Let's get back to the fun stuff." In one quick movement, she pinches Maura's ass, causing Maura to jump and squeak. "One more song and then back to the house?"
They both use the next song to build each other up. Grinding, pushing, pressing-by the time they get in a cab to go back to the house, neither of them can keep her hands to herself.
In the cab, when Jane rests her hand to Maura's knee, Maura decides to demonstrate her prowess by pushing their joined hands up her dress, toward her center. Jane tries to remain calm, but as Maura inches their hands up higher, Jane can feel the damp heat coming from Maura's core. Sensing Jane's struggle, Maura continues to provoke her. "So, tell me about one of the things you've thought about doing with me..."
Jane tries to fight her body's reaction, but a gasp falls from her mouth. "I...I, ummm..." As Jane mumbles, Maura catches her mouth and kisses her sloppily. She licks Jane's tongue roughly, and then bites it as she retreats. When she feels Jane's nails dig into her thigh and sees Jane's wide eyes, she knows she has Jane right where she wants her.
The cab comes to a stop and Maura smiles wickedly as she lets go of Jane's hand and exits the cab. Jane pays the driver, takes a long, soothing breath and follows Maura toward the house.
Continuing to play coy, Maura walks to the Kitchen Island and sets up two shot glasses. She pours two shots, and raises her head to look at Jane, who is standing still across the island. The marauding look on her face provokes a gush of warm moisture between Maura's legs. Clearing her throat, Maura shoves one glass across the island and lifts the other in the air. "To us." As the clang of glasses slamming against the counter bounces off the walls, Jane dashes around the counter, behind Maura, and pins her up against the island.
She brushes Maura's hair away from her shoulder before sliding her dress straps down, bringing the top of the dress right below Maura's erect nipples. "Do you still want me to answer your question?"
Maura presses her palms into the cold granite of the counter to brace herself, as Jane sinks her teeth into her petite shoulder. Before Maura has a chance to respond, Jane moves back a few inches, lifts her dress above her hips, pushes her panties to her knees, and runs her open hand over Maura's bare ass crack. Her middle finger tickles the soft skin at the base, just grazing Maura's taint.
"Ahhhh..." A sharp shiver rushes through Jane as Maura clenches. She kneads one cheek before gliding her hand around Maura's hip and over her saturated pussy. "Oh my god. Jane."
Maura undulates her hips, but Jane tightens her grip over Maura's mound and insists, "Come on, Maura."
Nodding slowly Maura whispers, "Yes."
"I have so many fantasies, Maura." Jane's grip loosens and she runs two fingers up and down Maura's drenched slit-her movements creating a soft sloshing sound.
"Me too, Jane." Maura's hands curl into fists.
"One of the favorites though, is you sitting on my face, grinding your pussy against my mouth, while I lick you out." Maura can only whimper as Jane rubs her stiff clit. "Can we do that, Maura?"
Resigned to Jane taking charge, Maura chokes out a quiet "yes" as Jane's fingers bring her to orgasm. Jane licks Maura's saltiness off her fingers, and then slips Maura's panties the rest of the way off.
They begin kissing, and don't stop until they make it to the bedroom, where they frantically remove each other's clothing. When their naked bodies touch for the first time, they both begin to pant as their hands roam. Jane drops back onto the bed, pulling Maura on top of her, so she is straddling Jane's waist. Maura drags her wet pussy back and forth on Jane's stomach, as Jane grits her teeth and gouges Maura's thighs with her nails.
"That is so hot, Maura." The sight of Jane naked beneath her, gawking at her body, almost sends Maura into another orgasm. She tempers her thrusts and massages Jane's breasts. "Fuck, Maura."
Jane grabs Maura's hips and forces her to slide forward, over her face. She pauses to appreciate Maura spread open above her. Starting slowly, she licks at the valley between one of Maura's thighs and her pussy. She then uses the tip of her tongue to caress Maura's swollen lips, one at a time. "Oh my god, Jane."
Maura's legs begin to shake. Pressing down on the top of Maura's thighs, Jane urges Maura to sit. She then wraps her mouth around Maura's sex, and runs her tongue from Maura's entrance to her clit, parting the dripping folds. Tugging at Maura's pulsing clit, Jane moans as she feels more warm liquid flow into her mouth. She flicks at the tight bud and then strokes coarsely over it several times.
They make eye contact as Maura grabs fistfuls of Jane's hair and begins to drive her pussy back and forth over Jane's mouth. Grunting, her entire body rises and falls-rises and falls. She elongates her thrusts and drops her hands to Jane's breasts behind her, twisting Jane's nipples as her movements and breathing accelerate. "You're going to make me cum so hard, Jane."
The vibrations in Maura's body escalate, and she brings her hands to her chest and moves open palms, up and down, over her breasts.
"Jaannnneeee!" Maura practically howls as she peaks. Her thighs tighten around Jane's face, locking Jane's open mouth against her fluttering pussy.
As she crashes, Maura's upper body slumps forward and she lifts herself off of Jane's face. Indescribably aroused, Jane pushes Maura down her body. "I need to be inside of you. NOW."
She sits up and sucks one of Maura's nipples into her mouth while moving her hand toward Maura's entrance. "Wait! I want to fuck you, too. Let me turn around."
"Yesss. Holy shit. Do it." Jane lies back down and Maura swings her legs around so she can reach Jane's core.
Her pussy and ass are now in front of Jane and without even thinking Jane slaps taut Maura's ass, hard. Maura's body jumps at the impact, but she does not falter. Her fingers run up and down Jane's soaking pussy. "You're so ready for me, Jane." She dips two fingers into Jane, inducing a raspy groan.
Jane sinks three fingers inside of Maura and they begin rocking into each other, building a synchronized motion. Unable to hold back, Jane scrapes her nails down one of Maura's ass cheeks.
"Mmmmmm. Yesssssssss. Spank me again, Jane."
Jane's hand comes down with increased strength, and Maura keens. "Ohhhhhh." They pump in and out of each other vigorously-both of them heaving and gulping.
When Jane delivers another firm smack, Maura climaxes, causing her to plunge deeper into Jane; Jane's walls clamp down, and they soar through their orgasms together. When their sweaty, exhausted bodies finally steady, Maura uses her last shred of stamina, to crawl off of Jane and fall limply on her back, beside her. She wipes the matted hair from her forward "I take it all back, Jane. You are pleasantly uninhibited."
"So that was all I had to do to convince you, huh?"
"Well, I wouldn't mind a little more confirmation."
Jane rolls onto her stomach, the side of her body connecting with Maura. She lifts onto her forearms. "That can be arranged."
"What changed, Jane?"
"What do you mean?" Jane runs a knuckle over Maura's cheekbone.
"I've been forward about wanting you for a while, so what changed for you?"
"It's those goddamn freckles. They are just so sexy." They both laugh for several moments. As it tapers off, Jane climbs on top of Maura and kisses her lightly. She props herself up slightly, and rests her eyes on Maura's. Maura simpers and cups the side of Jane's face. "But, in all seriousness, I love you, Maura. I guess I just realized that there is no reason to fight it."
The sides of Maura's mouth extend further out and up. "I love you, too, Jane. So much."
They seal their affirmation with a few relaxed kisses, until Jane pulls back. "I meant what I said about your freckles though. They are soooooo delicious." Jane slithers down Maura's body and begins to explore all of the freckles she had yet to discover.