A/N: Yes the last line was from The L Word! This one is kind of short, but I figured since it's early...I think you'll like it, though.
"Rules of unattraction?" Jane asked through a chuckle as she leaned against the counter, crossing her arms.
"Yes, like no kissing or hugging in the hallway…"
Jane nodded before taking the final sip of her wine. "Oh, right. Got it. Okay, what about in your office?"
"Inside of the office is fine… I think. As long as we don't get carried away."
"We?"
Maura rolled her eyes at the smirking face of her girlfriend before walking over to her to turn off the boiling pasta. "Yes, we. So you can't wear those black slacks that I like so much."
"Which ones?"
"You know, the ones you wore the night you confessed your undying attraction to me."
Jane chuckled, walking over to the sauce pot and turning it on low. "Fine. Then you can't wear that navy dress either."
"Navy dress?" Maura played coy.
"Yes. That one that clings to you in some places and falls off you in others." She gestured to the woman's body.
The grin on the older woman's face grew as she stalked closer to Jane. She stopped in front of her leaning one hip on the counter. "You like that dress, do you?"
"Are you kidding me?" Jane rotated Maura and gently pushed her back against the kitchen island with both hands placed on either side of the counter, eyes firmly on her cleavage. "It makes your boobs look absolutely amazing."
The shorter woman sighed and shook her head. "I hate that and you know it."
"I don't know why." Jane sighed nuzzling her nose into the blonde's hair. "I mean, they're called boobs, Maura." She moved her hands to the woman's waist and pulled her closer.
"No, Jane. They're called breasts. And when you call them boobs you sound like a twelve year old boy."
"Really?" Jane challenged. Sandwiching Maura between herself and the counter, she leaned in to place a soft kiss to her ear, whispering. "Would a twelve year old boy do this?"
Bringing one hand up to cup Maura's right breast, she gave it a small squeeze and lightly rolled her ear between her teeth. "Or…" she moved both hands down to Maura's ass and squeezed as hard as her scarred hands would allow. "That?"
Without a word, Maura searched out Jane's lips and hungrily kissed the brunette. Standing higher on her toes, she tangled her hands in dark locks and brought a leg up as high as her skirt would allow, to wrap it around Jane's leg, pulling her closer.
Jane could barely believe the soft moan that echoed from the other woman's throat. It had been far too long since she'd heard such a sexy sound. Pulling away from the kiss and gripping the back of Maura's neck tightly, Jane kissed down the column of her throat while slowly grinding herself between Maura's legs.
"God… Jane." She whimpered. With a fist full of Jane's button-up shirt, Maura began to unbutton her shirt as best she could, considering they were practically molded together. She felt the taller woman groan deeply in her ear and she pressed herself further into her, high heel digging into Jane's thigh. Maura moaned shamelessly as Jane responded by grinding her hips more firmly against her.
Insistently biting at the crease of Maura's jaw, Jane untucked Maura's blouse and thoughtlessly yanked it almost completely open. The sound of tiny buttons hitting the tiled floor and cabinets brought Jane out of her haze, panicking.
"Shit. My bad. Um… look," she scratched the back of her neck before trying to close the ruined shirt. "It's not all the way ruined. Just… I'm sure you could… like, sew it?"
"Jane."
Maura's low voice dripped with arousal that shot right down to Jane's core, making her legs and finger tips tingle. Maura reached down to the last three buttons and ripped them off for good measure, revealing magnificence incarnate.
Jane swallowed thickly at the sight of Maura standing before her. The expanse of milky skin over her yoga-toned stomach had her palms practically dripping sweat; itching to touch. And a pair of perfect breasts encased in a lacy burgundy bra made her mouth salivate. She wanted to taste.
So without prompting, Maura took her hand and led her out of the kitchen. Jane was hypnotized by the sensual sway of seductive hips as they climbed the stairs.
With each stomp and click-clack they took up the winding staircase to the second floor, their heartbeats echoed the rushed rhythm against their rattling ribcages. Anticipation, anxiety, adrenaline, arousal… It all swam in their veins, flavoring the blood rushing to all their extremities to concoct a heady cocktail of intoxicating emotions and sensations. They were almost dangerously dizzy with desire, yet they'd never felt more alert.
When they reached the master bedroom, Maura immediately shut the door behind her and led the other woman straight to the foot of her bed. The blonde took a settling breath as Jane took her shirt and undershirt off then started tugging at her belt.
Brown locked on hazel and time stood still.
Soft manicured hands covered calloused tanned ones, stilling their motion. "Allow me."
Their eyes maintained contact as Maura began to unbuckle Jane's belt, pulling it completely out of the loops and letting it drop to the floor with a metallic thud. She focused on her breathing as Jane's intense gaze left goosebumps on her skin without even having to touch her. She continued to unbutton and unzip the black slacks, her eyes never straying nor her movements wavering as she slid the pants down a pair of long, toned legs she's always wanted to admire up close. She only broke eye contact when she reached down to take the brunette's boots and socks off before quickly standing back up to place them near the side of the bed along with Jane's pants on a nearby seat. She kicked off her heels next.
The bird's eye view Jane had of the tops of Maura's breasts drove her crazy as the blonde once again turned toward her. She wanted to rip that bra off too, but restrained herself.
"Sit," Maura commanded, pointing to the bed.
A dark brow lifted. Jane wasn't used to someone other than herself calling the shots in the bedroom; she was usually the one doing the instructing. But apparently Maura had other plans… and Jane kind of liked it.
Slowly backing up to the edge of the bed in nothing but her black boxer briefs and a simple black bra, she sat down and leaned back on her hands to openly admire the woman before her. Her breath clung to the walls of her lungs and refused to exhale when Maura gave her that coy smile that told her she was a little nervous as she reached around her back and unzipped her skirt, slowly dragging it down her legs. It wasn't like Jane had never seen the blonde beauty in her underwear before, but that other night they had been so frenzied that neither of them could fully appreciate each other's bodies, not to mention the interruption. Jane would never make that mistake again, that's for sure.
Straightening back up, Maura found Jane entranced by the matching lace burgundy bra and panties covering places she wanted to caress and mark as her territory. The shorter woman couldn't help but smile proudly. "See something you like?"
Snapping dark eyes back up to hers, Jane licked her lips. "Get over here."
Maura didn't need to be told twice. She hurried over to Jane, eager to touch the Italian once again, who quickly pulled her into her lap by her hips. She smashed their lips together in a bruising kiss and flipped them over, pushing her lover down onto the bed. Maura gasped as one strong arm encircled her body, pulling her up and hauling her to the top of the bed. Sometimes she forgot just how strong Jane could be. Maura was beyond turned on.
Jane grinned into the kiss at Maura's surprised yelp and when she felt surprisingly strong legs wrap firmly around her waist and persistent hands tug harder on her hair, she realized she couldn't take it anymore. Sitting up and bringing Maura with her, she massaged Maura's back before unhooking her bra and tossing it carelessly to the floor. Finally breaking their kiss, she then she got rid of Maura's matching panties, sliding them down shapely hips and past her ankles to find their new home on the floor as well.
And at long last, with a completely naked Maura Isles in front of her, Jane Rizzoli sat back on her haunches and took a moment to take it all in. Her eyes started from a flushed chest, lightly dusted with freckles, which gave way to an incredible set of breasts that have been hidden behind lace and Gucci for far too long. Maura's pink nipples already stood tight, hard with excitement and swaying with the motion of her labored breathing. Jane let her gaze traverse a quivering stomach, then lower to those creamy thighs that always made her jealous of Maura's skin-tight skirts. The blonde's legs bent slightly and her thighs remained closed, hiding Jane's final destination.
Licking her lips the brunette gently placed her hands on the woman's knees and slowly pushed them apart and down onto the mattress. The sight of her girlfriend's arousal kindled a smoldering fire within Jane. She was so ready, and clearly so was Maura.
"You're so ready for me." Flicking her eyes back up to hazel, she saw the way Maura self-consciously looked on as she analyzed her. She leaned down to place a kiss at the corner of her mouth. "You are undeniably exquisite," she said, feeling the other woman smile against her neck as she gingerly reached up to unhook Jane's bra.
"And you are overdressed."
Jane sat up to fully rid herself of her bra and then propped herself up by her arms gazing down at Maura. The blonde woman ran her hands over chiseled abs to small breasts, olive skin breaking out in goosebumps and nipples hardening under her fingertips. She gave them a gentle squeeze, eliciting a breathy moan from the brunette who pushed her chest further into her hands.
Jane surprised her by gripping the other woman's wrists and pinning her arms above her head, assaulting soft, swollen lips with uncensored passion. She let her hands travel down to Maura's breast and pinched her nipples between her fingers. When Maura gasped and moaned in encouragement, the brunette on top quickly kissed her way down her chest, reverently licking around a nipple with the tip of her tongue before taking it between her lips. Spurred on by the small sounds coming from below, she grazed it with her teeth and moved over to the other rosy bud, taking it between her lips and steadily flicking it with her tongue.
Then Jane felt a suggestive pull at her underwear. Reluctantly, she leaned back and quickly slipped them off and tossed them aside before reconnecting their mouths in a kiss that made her want to melt into this woman.
Maura eagerly kissed back, hands touching every single part of Jane's body she could reach. When Jane began thrusting against her, she roughly kneaded Jane's butt, pulling her impossibly closer.
As their bodies slid over each other, lips to lips, chest to chest and hips to hips, Jane rocked them both at a deliberate pace like tiny waves at sea, savoring the moment – and driving Maura insane.
"Oh, God." The blonde barely recognized her own needy voice. If this was just foreplay, she didn't know how she would make it through. She glided one hand onto Jane's hip while the other ventured between them down Jane's side and into her heat. She was immediately met with a considerable amount of wetness and the most beautiful moan she had ever heard.
Maura had imagined she would fumble and make an idiot of herself at this point since she'd never pleasured another woman before. Sure she knew what she liked, but every woman was different. She wanted to be good at it for Jane, but she was also nervous she wouldn't be.
"Jane."
The woman opened her eyes to look down at her.
"I don't… I've never."
Jane leaned down and kissed Maura's lips before she ruined the mood with her adorable stuttering. "I know."
"What do I do?" she asked, still unsure of her own abilities.
Jane closed her eyes when Maura brushed over her clit again with the heel of her hand. "God, Maur just…" She let her head fall to the crook of the blonde's neck as she continued to grind against her hand and whispered, "Just touch me."
Maura wrapped her arm around a flexing back as she continued to stroke against Jane with the other. She could feel the labored breaths hot on her neck as Jane's musk mixed in with the smell of sex in the air. Pulling the woman tighter, she moved her hand as quickly as she could in tempo with the crazed pace of the other woman's hips jerking back and forth.
"Fuck, Maura!" Jane practically whined as she sat up with her hands on either side of the blonde's head. She moved faster against her, eyes screwed shut until she could feel her orgasm peaking. Grabbing onto Jane's elbow, Maura pulled her down into a wanting kiss, swallowing her moans as she fell over the edge. Jane's hips didn't stop moving until the last spasms of her orgasm left her breathless, at which point she finally slumped against Maura.
The blonde felt every shuddering breath as she brought both hands up to run her fingers through Jane's sweaty, dark mane.
"How was that?" Maura suddenly asked after a full minute of silence. The quiet room filled with a low laugh.
"Really? You don't know?" Jane asked lifting her head. Maura smiled sheepishly and bit her lip. She shrugged her shoulders as Jane continued to stare at her.
Like a shark that smells blood, Jane's eyes were completely black as she swooped down and ravished the smaller woman's lips. Pressing herself fully into Maura, she bit into the woman's bottom lip releasing it with a pop.
"You…" she leaned down kissing her way from pink lips to a freckled chest. "…are…" She again took a blush covered nipple into her mouth, "…absolutely…" Jane licked her way down a shaky stomach and swirled her tongue around her belly button. "Perfect." Finally reaching Maura's center she gave no warning before swiping her tongue through dripping lips.
Maura violently threw her head back and scrambled to gather the sheets between her fingers for some type of purchase. Her mouth gaped soundlessly for a few seconds before realizing that Jane had stopped. Lifting her head back up she saw Jane kneeling on the bed, cradling Maura's left leg by the ankle.
Nipping and laying hot wet kisses down the length of the woman's calf, Jane locked her eyes on Maura's. "Has anyone ever done this for you, baby?"
The sound of Jane's husky deep voice sent a involuntary shiver down her spine. Not trusting her own voice, Maura merely shook her head no.
"Relax." Jane smirked as she settled on her stomach and kissed at the apex of Maura's leg and pelvis. "I'll take care of you."
Maura took a deep breath… "Oh." Yeah, Jane going down on her just rocketed up her list of 'Maura's Favorite Things in the Entire Universe'.
And with the sensation of Jane's tongue on her, she gradually placed her head back on the pillow and sucked in a deep breath through her nose. The feeling that this woman was giving her had her entire body vibrating. It was taking her an unusual amount of time to comprehend the sensations coursing through her own body.
The only thing she could focus on was Jane's tongue. Her eyes rolled back in her head as it slid up the entire length of her center once, twice, thrice before lightly and very slowly flicking her clit. Maura knew that she was positively dripping and she could feel the heat radiating from herself, but somehow Jane's tongue seemed even hotter. They were about to set off the smoke alarm, she was sure.
Her fingers pulled at the sheets every time Jane's tongue ventured inside of her. She was squirming, left foot digging into the bed and back arching. Maura absolutely craved when Jane wrapped her lips around her clit and sucked softly. She tried to tell her to do it harder, but her breath was caught in her chest, making it hard for her to contemplate let alone articulate. In fact, her head was feeling a little woozy as her hands flew to grab onto Jane's hair.
Jane brought her eyes up to Maura. She was a little surprised at how quiet the woman was being. Her suspicion as to why was confirmed when she saw the woman's face become redder and her stomach still. She pulled her mouth away for only a second to say, "Maur, I need you to breathe, babe."
Maura released the deepest grunt that had crawled its way from the pit of her stomach. She sucked in another breath as Jane smirked and quickened her pace. Incoherent sentences fell from the woman's lips, including one that sounded like "harder" and Jane thought to herself, That's more like it.
Placing Maura's thighs onto her shoulders to keep her from writhing right off the bed, she stretched a long arm to cup Maura's breast while the other massaged her trembling thigh.
"Oh, Jane… please. I'm gonna… I think…"
At the feeling of Maura's thighs clamping down on her head, Jane pinched the woman's nipple and wrapped her lips around Maura's clit sucking her with all she had.
Jane's name echoed throughout the house as Maura's entire body clenched, just before she was rendered completely mute. She managed to wind her hands into the bed sheets to keep from floating away as Jane continued her assault until she reached her climax. Her hips bucked repeatedly, harsh breaths interspersed with mumbling her lover's name.
"Oh, god Jane." Maura panted. "That was…how did you…"
She was suddenly overwhelmed with the urgent need to kiss her girlfriend. Intent on doing just that, her eyes found Jane's head comfortably nestled between her legs, who, not even looking at her, continued to plug her tongue in and out of her.
Maura felt like she was on sensory overload and the light flicks to her still sensitive clit had her bucking uncontrollably. She wound her hands in Jane's hair, aiming to pull the woman up when Jane grabbed her thighs and dragged her easily to the edge of the bed.
"What are you-" Before she could get the question out, Jane dove back in, causing the older woman to throw her head back. "Jane I-" she tried to mumble through the arousal that she could feel creeping back up… only faster this time. "I can't…. again. Jane I-" Maura's eyes flew open at the feeling of two deliciously long fingers entering her.
"Jane!"
She could feel the woman begin her thrusting fast and hard, not even giving Maura a second to get her barring's. She slammed her eyes shut after she saw the woman kneel on the floor and move her arm faster.
Just as a second orgasm quickly approached, Jane curled her finger inside of her girlfriend, searching for a moment for that sweet spot, but unmistakably found it when the grip on her hair tightened painfully and Maura arched off of the bed, her orgasm washing over her like a tsunami. She practically screamed out the other woman's name as Jane fiercely rubbed the spot while licking her clit until Maura was panting and pushing her head away.
With a satisfied smile on her lips, Jane climbed up her body and leaned down for a kiss. Maura moaned at the taste of herself on Jane's lips. Wrapping her arms around Jane's neck and her legs around her waist, she clung to Jane like a koala as her lover crawled up the bed and collapsed in a heap of arms and legs. Settling herself between still trembling thighs, Jane hugged Maura as tightly as she could. She felt so good.
They lay there in their own blissful bubble, labored breathes filling the room for minutes before Jane noticed small sniffles coming from beneath her. She sat up, pulling the blonde's arms away from her neck and looked down. She instantly began to worry when a few tears trailed down Maura's face, even though her eyes where still closed.
"Maura? Are you okay?" When the woman remained silent, taking in steady breaths, Jane felt the guilt flood her. "Shit. I'm sorry, Maura. You said you couldn't again and I pushed. Did I hurt you? I didn't mean to…"
Maura silenced her with the sweetest kiss they'd ever shared. "I'm more than okay," she breathed, bringing one hand up to caress Jane's cheek. "And I'm definitely not complaining about having multiple orgasms."
"You're not?" Jane asked, blushing.
"No… I just didn't think I could, because I never have more than one… so quickly anyway."
A cocky smirk crossed Jane's face and she pressed her lower half into Maura eliciting a pleasant hiss. "I am certain I could make you cum more than twice, Maura." She leaned in at the lustful look in hazel orbs and kissed her pouting lips, biting them gently. She almost got lost in the kiss before pulling back. "Then why were you crying?"
The older woman looked away for a moment, absentmindedly rubbing her finger tips up and down a muscled arm as she stared blankly. "I'm emotional because… it's been a while since anyone has…since I've…"
Jane's features soften along with her voice as she understood. "How long?"
A lengthy pause passed between them as a lone tear slipped from Maura's eye. Jane pressed her lips to the tender cheek and then to her forehead before gazing down at her. "Almost five years."
Jane stilled her face in an effort not to react to that bomb, but five years…that's a long time. She took a breath before stroking Maura's chin and then nudging it to meet her eyes. "I'm sorry that no one showed you every day how wonderfully beautiful and special and wildly sexy you are. From now on, I'll make sure of it."
Maura smiled leaning up to wrap her hands around her lover's neck and pull her into her embrace. "Thank you, Jane," she whispered against her ear.
The brunette hummed contently as she rolled on to her side with the woman curled into her. "You've always got me… And I'm not going anywhere."
"I know."
Their skin cooled as their breaths evened out.
"Wanna make up for those five years tonight?" asked Jane.
"You're trying to kill me, aren't you?" Maura laughed, but then swung her leg over Jane's, straddling her.
Pleasantly surprised was Jane. "Ah, so this is the part where you mount your stallion…"
"Ready for round four?" she accented her question rolling her hips against a strong stomach.
Just at that moment, the smoke alarm went off.
"Shit. The lasagna."
A/N: How are we feeling?