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As the house lights come on, Maura and Jane remain completely still. Boredom on a rainy Saturday had led to a foreign film matinee. Unbeknownst to them, the movie playing was a story about two women falling in love with each other amidst a rapidly changing political climate. There were numerous sex scenes and though Jane and Maura both thoroughly enjoyed the movie, watching it together, with their shoulders and hands occasionally brushing against one another, had been absolutely torturous.
In the recent past, each woman had independently decided to avoid situations like this, as their sexual attraction for each other had become so overwhelming that it often resulted in awkward exchanges and petty arguments. But, here they were, completely on edge, trying to figure out how to even look at each other, nevertheless carry out a normal conversation.
Jane stands up first and nervously puts her jacket on before helping Maura with hers. Without making eye contact, Jane hurriedly asked, "Ready?"
"Mmmhmmm." Maura nods, digs her hands into her pockets, and follows Jane out of the row.
After those two words, they make their way out of the theater and to the car without talking. The awkwardness continues to mount, and as Maura starts the car, Jane cracks first. "So, are we still heading back to my place and ordering takeout?"
Jane's voice actually makes Maura jump, but she recovers quickly. "Sure. Do you want to order now and we can pick it up on the way?" Maura can feel her heartbeat all over her body, in particular, between her legs.
"Okay." Welcoming the opportunity to avoid conversation, Jane takes her time ordering.
The rest of the ride is intensely uncomfortable, as both women struggle to make conversation.
They eat their dinner in near silence, making small talk about work and family related topics. Jane finds herself relieved when Maura goes off into a lengthy scientific explanation about MSG. While clearing the table and putting the leftovers away, each of them move in calculated steps, avoiding all physical contact.
Once they are finished cleaning, Jane plops down on the couch, as far away from Maura as possible, and decides that if she and Maura are going to attempt a normal night, she needs to just get through a quick discussion about the movie so they can move on.
Dropping her beer bottle from her mouth, Jane mutters. "So that movie was…I didn't realize it would be so..."
As if she had been already thinking about the movie, Maura blurts out the first adjective that comes to mind. "Sexy."
"Graphic. I was going to say graphic."
Maura watches Jane's mouth as she speaks. "Yes. It was pretty graphic. You didn't think it was sexy?" Maura didn't need to hear Jane's answer to know that Jane thought the movie was sexy; she had peripherally checked in on Jane during one of the sex scenes and was unsurprised to find Jane flushed and shifting.
"Well, yeah, of course." Her gaze lingers on the freckled skin of Maura's chest as she continues. "Those women were very attractive."
"They certainly were." Jane's attention to her body heightens Maura's already flaring arousal and she begins to care less about crossing their ever-shifting line.
"Oh my god." Maura bites her lip and closes her eyes, as her mind wanders back to the movie's lengthiest sex scene. "That one scene, near the end, was especially erotic."
Unable to pull her eyes away, Jane watches Maura swallow heavily, obviously aroused by the scene she is thinking about. She swears Maura's hips tilt forward just a bit and the thought alone makes her body prickle with need.
"Yeah. That was really, really…hot." Jane's voice is deeper and raspier than usual, and a hot, wet heat gathers between Maura's legs. She opens her eyes and looks at Jane, hoping for a sign to pounce.
When Jane's gaze remains forward, Maura gulps back the rest of the wine in her glass. "I'm going to get a refill. You need one?"
"What? Oh, sure. Thanks."
Maura bends forward to take Jane's empty bottle and is met with a rapacious glare. She has seen this look before, but this time it is especially untamed. Jane's appetite has taken form in her dark eyes, which are now smoldering.
Maura's nipples become painfully hard and her body temperature rises another five degrees. Flustered, she straightens her body and turns around. As she walks toward the kitchen, she can feel Jane watching her, but is too afraid to look back, in fear that she will break the trance they are both in.
Planting her hands on the cool counter, she takes several deep breaths in an attempt to gain some level of control over her unrelenting body.
It only takes Jane a few seconds to decide she cannot keep her hands off of Maura for another minute. In this moment, all of the reasons that have kept her from acting on her desires in the past seem trivial in comparison to the thought of touching Maura…tasting Maura…fucking Maura.
Lost in her internal attempts to calm down, Maura does not hear Jane walk up behind her, so when Jane presses her body flush against Maura's from behind, Maura gasps.
"Jane."
"I want you, Maura and I'm so sick of fighting it." Maura closes her eyes at the words she has been waiting for Jane to say for a very long time.
Jane's arms snake around Maura's waist and her hands meet at the button of her jeans. "Tell me to stop if you don't want this." While vigorously sucking at Maura's neck, she undoes the button and then slides the zipper down. Maura is reduced to panting, as Jane rests her fingers at the top of Maura's panties, where they tickle the soft, delicate skin, causing the tiny hairs there to stand up.
Unable to speak, Maura clutches the counter, pushes back into Jane and waits in intense need. Jane fully understands Maura's actions and slowly strokes her full length, over her damp panties. "Ohhhhh…"
Jane continues to rub her for a few seconds, feeling her hard clit and teasing it gently through the lace. "Hmmmmmm…"
When Jane's hand rises and dips under her panties, Maura whimpers with unbounded desperation. "Fuck, Maura. You're soaking."
The sound of Jane's voice and the feeling of her warm breath against her neck causes Maura to gush more onto Jane's fingers as they move up and down her slit, applying extra pressure with every pass over her clit. "Oh god, Jane."
Maura begins to gently thrust her hips, grinding against Jane's movements and Jane's other hand slips up under her shirt and grabs her breast over her bra. So overwhelmed with need, Maura shifts her upper body forward and practically rips her shirt off, over her head.
"Oh shit, Maura." Still leaning forward, Maura turns her head and makes strained eye contact with Jane. "Please take it off, Jane."
Jane eagerly flicks open the clasp on Maura's bra and Maura immediately pulls her bra off, dropping it onto the kitchen floor. Now topless, with Jane stroking her in delectable ways, she leans her upper body back again and invites Jane's full exploration of her bare chest.
Jane's right hand immediately moves from breast to breast, squeezing, massaging and tweaking. The added stimulation speeds up Maura's building orgasm and she begins to feel her climax edging. "Jane. Jane. Oh god, Jane."
In complete overdrive, Jane moves her right hand from Maura's chest to the waistband of Maura's pants. She pushes them down from behind, taking Maura's thong with them.
The combination of the tight fabric of Maura's pants and her stance stops the pants just before Maura's knees, but neither Jane nor Maura seem to care, as Jane plunges two fingers into Maura from behind. Maura cums immediately and her entire body quivers and seizes.
Staring down at Maura's tightened ass, Jane groans. "Fuck, yes."
She continues to thrust into Maura's clenching pussy as Maura's orgasm expands and recedes. Maura shrieks, and drops to her forearms on the counter, sticking her ass out and more fully opening herself for Jane. Jane continues to rub Maura's clit with her left hand as she pumps into Maura with her right.
Unable to form a complete thought, Maura manages to squeak out. "Jane, wait. Please." She reaches one hand back and tries to push her pants and panties down, and Jane realizes what she needs. Removing her hand from inside of the Maura, Jane helps push the pants and panties to the floor and kick them off. She quickly re-enters Maura, who has widened her stance for deeper stimulation.
"Oh, fuck! Jane. Oh my god." Jane is now pumping with almost all of her strength, and Maura is pushing back into every pump, creating a sexy, wet slapping sound.
"Shit, Maura. That is so fuckin' sexy. Keep doing that." Maura grunts in response and bends further at the hips, pushing back into Jane.
"Just let me…ohhhh." Maura grabs Jane's hand from her clit and slides it over her breast that is jiggling with each movement.
Adding a third finger, she pushes roughly into Maura, and stills her hand, allowing Maura to fuck her hand. Maura clasps the edge of the counter and slams back onto Jane's fingers again and again. When her walls close around Jane's fingers, Jane drops her hand back to between Maura's legs and circles her clit.
"Unnnggghhh…Jane! Shit!" Maura is screaming so loud and Jane loves every second of it. Seeing Maura like this, driven by physical need and want, is the sexiest thing that Jane has ever seen and she never wants to stop pleasuring her. She bends forward over Maura, and bites the back of her shoulder, evoking a loud hiss from Maura.
Maura cums again, dripping down the inside of her thighs and all over Jane's hand. Finally, her body stills and Jane pulls her fingers out, before motioning for Maura to turn around. As soon as Maura is facing her, Jane's mouth is covering Maura's. They kiss savagely, and Maura tugs at the bottom of Jane's shirt. Jane lifts her arms and Maura shucks her shirt off, revealing two very erect nipples pushing through a thin cream fabric. As Maura pushes one cup down and pinches one of Jane's nipples, Jane grabs her ass and lifts her onto the counter.
When Maura's hot, slick center presses against Jane's naked stomach, both women moan. They both stare down at the point of contact and Maura slides her wet pussy up and down, leaving a glistening trail along Jane's abs. "You like that, Jane?"
Jane whimpers as she is caught is Maura's salacious glare and then nods aggressively and continues to watch Maura move against her. Maura's slow movements quickly gain speed as she gets closer and closer to another release.
Aware of Maura's progression, Jane pushes Maura back into the cabinets, as she bends forward and slips her arms under Maura's legs. Her tongue drags up Maura's slit, taking Maura's juices with it.
Pressing back into the cabinets, Maura moans as Jane licks her up and down. Her weight is on her lower back, as Jane tilts her further back. Moving past her opening, Jane licks from the top of her crack to her pubic bone.
"Ahhhh…Jane. That feels…oh! Amazing." Jane repeats the long motion twice before focusing on Maura's clit, which she eagerly sucks at and flicks with her tongue.
Maura slaps her hands down on the counter and sticks out her chest as she cums—throatily crying out Jane's name.
Not wanting to stop, Jane continues lap at Maura's pussy, until Maura begs her to relent. "Jane. I can't anymore. Oh, god. Please. I can't."
Detaching her mouth, Jane mumbles against Maura's center. "You are absolutely succulent."
She finally stands up straight and Maura slumps back against the cabinets, with a loud thud. "Wow, Jane. That was so amazing."
"Yes. It was. You…" With a single finger, Jane traces a crooked line up Maura's stomach, between her breasts and then around a nipple. "are so unbelievable. And, you're naked on my counter." Jane pulls both of Maura's nipples, as she stares into Maura's eyes.
"Mmmmmm. That, I am. Should I get down?"
"No. No. Nooooo. You should never get down. Well, until I sell the apartment. I'll take you with me and you can be naked on my new counter."
"Oh yeah?"
"Totally."
Maura pulls Jane closer to her and then licks over Jane's mouth. "Am I required to stay on the counter?"
"No. But you are required to be naked. For right now though, I have to stay, I am digging you on this counter."
"Can we maybe move to the bigger counter so you can join me? Naked, of course."
"I like the way you think, Dr. Isles." Holding Maura's thighs, Jane guides Maura's legs around her waist. Maura winces as her ultra-sensitive core presses against Jane.
Jane sets her down on the island counter and begins to kiss her naked chest, until Maura abruptly pushes Jane back.
"Uh-uh, Jane. Strip and get on this counter."