It had been perfect: the look on Jane's face as she leaned into Maura; the way her eyes softened, but remained outlined with that classic Jane audaciousness; the delicate breath she released on Maura's waiting lips before she finally moved into a delicious first kiss. Everything else had fallen away, and it was just them. One kiss had turned into an energetic make-out session-a limitless fervency drawing their bodies together, as if magnetized. Jane's kissing and movements were so much more passionate than Maura could have imagined, pulling Maura to Jane's lap, moaning at the feeling of Jane's firm body beneath her and Jane's strong hands against her rib cage. Just as the boundaries between their bodies began to evaporate, Jane retreated, leaving Maura gasping and mystified.
Holding Maura's hips in place, Jane shifts her legs to the side, forcing Maura off her lap. "Maura, we shouldn't." The rest of Jane's body follows as she moves away from Maura.
Jane straightens out her shirt, and attempts to gather herself by re-positioning herself on the couch. Dizzy from the abrupt change, Maura practically shouts back at Jane. "What? Why?!"
Dejection and bewilderment extend over Maura's face and hit Jane directly in the gut, winding her momentarily. "Because this is just not a good idea." The conspicuous anguish in her voice betrays her effort to sound assured.
"That is not a reason, Jane." Maura budges closer to Jane, placing her hand on Jane's thigh, where she can feel the fear radiating off of Jane. "I know you want this, too."
Staring down at Maura's hand, Jane exhales, leans back into the couch, and covers her face with her hands. "If we keep going, there is no going back." Jane releases her face and looks back at Maura who is just staring, expectantly. "Maura. It's a big risk."
Confident in the fact that Jane wants this just as much as she does, Maura responds immediately. "Don't you think it's worth it?"
"I'm just really scared. Taking things to that level is a really big deal."
"I understand. But I also know that I want you. I have for a very long time." Jane continues to stare back at Maura. "I'm willing to put everything on the line, Jane. Everything—because I trust you."
Jane blinks and swallows heavily. "I trust you too, Maura and it's not that I don't want you, because GOD, I do. I just, you know…we've been best friends for so long. What if I let myself go and we don't meld or something? What if I show you that side of me and then we have to go back to being friends? I've wanted you for a very long time, too. You can't even imagine how much energy it takes me to hold back. You drive me crazy."
Maura smiles at Jane, and begins to inch toward her. "Really?"
"Maura!" Jane's eyes widen, as she pulls her body back again.
"I'm sorry."
"It's okay. Look, Maura. I think I've spent so much time talking myself out of my feelings for you that I'm afraid to let go and be totally honest."
"But, it's me, Jane."
"I know, and maybe that's part of it. Ugh. That sounded wrong. What I mean is, you are you. You are so beautiful, and sweet, and generous. I feel like I don't deserve you. I feel like I, well..."
Maura gently squeezes Jane's thigh, causing Jane to look back into her eyes.
"I feel like I have all of these pent up feelings and desires for you and once I allow myself to let go, there's no holding back." She covers Maura's hand with her own. "I'm sorry." Jane's embarrassment materializes on her face-rosy circles, accentuating her high cheek bones.
Thinking she understands Jane's apprehension, Maura smiles, and brushes Jane's hair away from her face. "I'm not fragile or prim, Jane. And I would never want you to hold back."
"I know. I just can't stop thinking..."
No longer willing to just listen, Maura steadies her posture and interrupts Jane. "I meant what I said, Jane. I am willing to put everything on the line. Full disclosure."
"You're being a little too vague for me, Maura. I think I'm missing something."
"Well, you were brave enough to take the first step by kissing me. Thank you, by the way." She winks at Jane, causing Jane to blush even more. "And that kiss led us…" She straddles Jane, positioning herself exactly as she was before they had stopped. "Here."
"Yep. And I'm feeling just as terrified as the last time we were here."
"Right. Well, what if I were to alleviate some of your fear by taking the lead, and allowing you a little time to get more comfortable?" Her head tilt demonstrates the same honesty as always, as she looks hopefully into Jane's eyes. She then captures Jane's hands, and raises them up to their sides, palm to palm, fingers intertwined. "I can show you how much I want you."
Leaning forward, she drops their joined hands and calmly kisses Jane's closed lips, just holding there for a few seconds. When she feels Jane's tense muscles loosen, just a little, she detaches.
Jane's face is an amalgam of wanton desire and fear. Her trust in Maura and the feeling of Maura on top of her stokes her growing stimulation. "Okay."
"Just Okay?"
"More than okay." Jane clutches Maura's hands and lifts her head to meet Maura in a kiss. Beyond their control, their kissing becomes increasingly fevered.
"Goddddd, Jane." Barely able to breathe, Maura sits back and glares mischievously at Jane. She then pulls her top over her head, leaving her in a black lace bra. Glancing down at her own breasts, Maura smirks at the familiar sight of her puckered nipples—light pink poking through black lace.
"You can tell even with my bra on, right Jane?" She circles the outline of her nipples over the bra. "You make them so hard. Mmmmm. I love how hard they get when I'm around you." Her fingers tweak her nipples through the lace. "I love playing with them with they're this sensitive."
Jane's eyes focus on Maura's chest, as Maura continues to pinch herself, rolling her head back.
Maura then pulls both straps of her bra down, uncovering her breasts. She cups both breasts and squeezes firmly. "Mmmmmmm." Returning her attention to her nipples, Maura continues to tease Jane. "I like to imagine it's you playing with them. Your strong fingers rolling them, pulling them...driving me wild."
"Maura..."
"Yes, Jane?" When Jane remains silent, Maura continues. "Do you want me to stop?" She drops her hands from her breasts and reaches for the straps.
Jane just shakes her head no. Maura smiles and releases the straps. "Good. I really didn't want to." After unclasping her bra, Maura finally removes it completely and massages her breasts for a few moments longer-moaning and sighing the whole time.
She then stands up, unzips and removes her skirt. Standing still for a moment in just a black lace thong, Maura shudders under Jane's searing glare. She returns to Jane's lap and continues. "I haven't gotten to the best part, yet."
The flimsy strip of lace barely covers her pussy as she spreads her legs further apart and rubs her center against Jane. Keeping her left hand on her chest, Maura runs her right hand down over her stomach, over her pelvis, and finally over her mound. She fondles her lace covered pussy slowly, while tugging at a distended nipple.
Jane's eyes drop between Maura's legs, provoking a tremulous sigh from Maura. "I get so wet, Jane. All it takes is walking in a room after you've been there and I gush all over." Her hand moves in loose, broad strokes, up and down. Every movement displaces the fabric a little, revealing a sliver more, but never fully exposing her pussy.
"I'd rather touch myself, thinking about you, than ever have anyone else touch me." Maura can smell her arousal, and clenches her jaw at the thought of Jane experiencing it. Her body begins to quake as her fingertips press down harder. "I want you to want me, Jane."
When she hears Jane's breathing shallow, she stops and steps off of Jane. As Jane catches her hand, Maura smirks back at her over her shoulder. "Don't worry. I'm not going anywhere." With her feet shoulder width apart, she keeps her legs completely straight as she bends forward and slowly drags her thong over her ass, her thighs, calves, and finally drops it to her feet. Standing back up she kicks it off her foot, before backing up and sitting down, completely nude, on Jane's lap.
She pushes her weight into Jane, the back of her shoulders against Jane's chest, where she can feel Jane's heart beating rapidly. "God, Jane." Her hands clasp Jane's, which she slides over her breasts and places firmly on her hips, before moving her own hand between her legs.
Gliding along her folds, she smears the liquid heat up and down-her movements creating a sloshing sound. "You make me so wet, Jane." Up and down. "Can you hear how wet you make me?" Jane's grip on her hips tightens slightly, and she pulls Maura closer.
Aware that Jane needs just a little more of a push, Maura continues to get bolder. She moves the wet fingers of her right hand over Jane's hand and begins to stroke herself with her left hand. "Hmm. I think about you burying your long fingers inside me and feeling what you do to me." She intertwines her warm, slick fingers, with Jane's, letting Jane feel her juices.
"Ohhhhh. Jane. I'm sooo close." Her eyes roll back and her stomach muscles contract as her body prepares for orgasm. "Ohhhhh. Mmmmmm."
Without warning, Jane's left hand grabs Maura's wrist and pulls her hand from between her legs. Gripping tightly, Jane presses Maura's hand against Maura's thigh, silently demanding that Maura leave it there.
Maura squirms on Jane's lap, causing Jane to wrap her free hand around Maura's waist, pinning her down. "Jannnneee." A few movements from release, Maura attempts to move her hips to get enough friction against Jane's leg, rolling her hips back as far as possible.
Jane simply traps her body with more force and growls, "stop."
"But, Jane..." Maura's petite body continues to twist. "I was so close. Don't you want to feel me cum?"
"I want you to turn around."
Maura stops her attempts to wriggle out of Jane's tight hold. "Oh?"
"So I can watch." Knowing that Maura would welcome the invitation, Jane loosens her arm, releasing Maura.
Without hesitation, Maura gets to her feet, spins around and straddles Jane. "Better?"
Jane's eyes immediately scour over Maura's naked body. "Yes."
"Shall I continue?" Maura moves back as far as she can on Jane's thighs, while still being able to hold onto Jane. She then moves her right hand between her legs, as slowly runs a finger through her slit. Pausing at her clit, she catches her bottom lip with her teeth and looks up at Jane whose blustery eyes are focused on Maura's hand between her legs.
"Shit, Maura." The jagged texture of Jane's voice grates against still air between their bodies.
Maura spreads herself with two fingers, fully exposing her needy, pulsing clit. Using only her middle finger, she presses on the hardened nub and rubs it in small circles.
Seconds from climaxing, Maura begins to release breathy groans and undulate her hips. Their eyes meet in a scorching gaze and Jane pushes two fingers inside of Maura, sending her into a vigorous orgasm, screaming. "Jannnneeee!" She continues to finger herself as Jane's arm moves faster and faster. "Yes. Yes. Oh god, Jane." Feminine shrieks and shrills involuntarily spill from Maura's gaping mouth.
"Fuck, Maura. You're so tight and hot."
Her first orgasm moves into a second and she removes her hand from between her legs, and grabs tightly at Jane's shoulders. "Yessss. OH MY GOD. Yes. Fuck me hard, Jane." Jane wraps an arm around the small of Maura's back, and pumps so fast and hard that Maura's entire body lifts with each thrust-her ass slapping down over and over.
Jane's body is ablaze with hunger as she momentarily stills inside of Maura and sucks at the column of Maura's arched neck. She then bends forward and bites one of Maura's nipples while dragging her fingers behind Maura's pubic bone. Maura's second orgasm pounds every nerve in her body and she cums all over Jane's hand and down her wrist. "Jane. Oh, fuck. Jane."
As Maura's settles contentedly, Jane lifts her and throws her down onto the couch, sitting up. Jane's hands flatten over the backs of her thighs and push her legs apart and back until her knees hit the outsides of her shoulders. The feeling of being spread wide open by Jane causes Maura to clench her still throbbing pussy. "Oh, Jane."
Jane kisses Maura carnally, yanking at her lips with her teeth, before dropping to her knees and licking Maura from the top of her ass crack to her clit. As she concentrates on flicking the erect nub, she brings her hands to Maura's inner thighs and caresses the entrance of Maura's vagina with her thumbs. Maura's body spasms repeatedly and Jane drives hungrily into her. She stretches Maura with three fingers and the steady, building currents of pleasure crown inside of Maura.
"Ahhhhh. Jane!" No longer able to control her body, Maura's legs crash down onto Jane's shoulders as her entire body contracts, absorbing the crushing bliss.
Jane continues to move inside of Maura until her body calms and her grunts and squeaks cease. As she leisurely runs her tongue back over Maura's center, Maura runs her hands through Jane's hair and shivers as she speaks. "Come here."
Jane complies, shifting with Maura until she is lying on top of her. "Thank you for being braver than me."
"Thank you for trusting me, Jane." Rolling off of Maura, Jane moves to her feet next to the couch, and stretches her hand out to Maura.
"Come on. I want to trust you in my bed."
Maura takes Jane's hand, and lets Jane pull her to her feet. "Okay, but I think I will feel even braver once your clothes are off."
"Deal." Jane pinches Maura's ass and laughs as she sprints down the hallway, eager for Maura to catch her.