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After spending lunch with Maura in that sinfully well-fitting dress, Jane couldn't help but think about touching her the moment she got home. She found herself thinking about stripping the ME out of her clothing, pressing against her soft warm skin, the feel of Maura pressed against her. Jane was wet at the thought, she could almost feel the tickle of Maura's breath at her ear as she kicked back at her desk. Fuck she thought, aware of how many hours she had left in the day.
She entertained the idea of relieving herself in the bathroom-the urge was that strong. Then she thought about stopping by for a "visit" to Maura's office, but she knew Maura was in the middle of an autopsy and was busy, the ME needed to focus for the case. After a few more fantasies of romping in the closet with Maura, Jane dismissed the idea and sent a mental note to the throbbing between her legs that it would have to wait.
And wait it did. Several hours later when Jane pulled into Maura's driveway, the throbbing returned. She felt like a teenage boy who'd just discovered sex. She wanted it. Bad. But she'd had to run errands, and stop by Tommy's place, so by the time she was finally on her own time, Maura was at home. She entered the house, not bothering to knock- because Maura was already expecting her. She found the honey blonde on the couch with a glass of wine, already changed into her silk pajamas. Jane's heart fell a little to see her out of that dress, but leaned in to kiss her anyway. "I missed you," Maura whispered as their lips broke apart. Jane smiled and kissed the top of her head before heading to the kitchen for a beer, "I missed you, too."
When Jane returned to the couch she dropped herself on it, reaching around to unhook her holster and badge. "How's the autopsy coming?" Maura sighed, frustrated. "It's going fine, I found some fibers that I sent along to be analyzed, but the body is just so burned, it's hard to find much evidence." Jane hummed sympathetically and watched as Maura uncharacteristically dropped her head on the back of the couch and groaned, "I'm so exhausted today, I'm not sure why."
Again, Jane's heart sunk. She was still painfully aware of the yearning she felt, but didn't want to guilt Maura into sex if she was tired. She also wasn't sure how apt she was at seduction, so decided not to try it yet. When Jane didn't reply, Maura glanced over, searching for an explanation to the detectives silence. She found Jane staring off into space, a little smirk on her face. "What's that face for?" Maura inquired. Jane immediately flushed crimson, caught in her little fantasy. "Uhm, nothing," she stammered- blatantly lying. Maura's brows rose slightly and she set her wine down, "Jane?"
Knowing she'd be caught, and knowing Maura would see through any lie, Jane sighed and chugged her beer. Busted. "I was just thinking of you…in that dress you wore today." Maura smiled, "did you like it? I just bought it last week, it's made of authentic –"
Jane zoned out, not hearing the make up of the material as she had just caught sight of the little cleavage Maura's pajamas offered. "Jaaaane?" Maura waved a hand in the detectives face, catching her attention. Jeez, really? Jane thought to herself, slightly embarrassed that she was that desperate. Maura studied the other woman's face for a moment, "I take it you didn't like the dress because of it's surprisingly awe inspiring material?"
Jane shook her head slowly, still a little red. Maura chuckled, "well, I'm glad you appreciated it, I'm sorry I already changed out of it." Jane shrugged in reply, keeping her eyes on Maura's face and not on her wonderful breasts. Maura caught on to Jane's tactic and started laughing to herself. It was endearing to see Jane being so private about her desires. Maura tilted her head slightly and placed a hand on Jane's thigh lightly. "Jane, just because I'm too tired to do much, doesn't mean you can't still pleasure yourself."
Crimson was too light of a color to describe the shade of Jane Rizzoli's face. "I, uhm, what? No. No that's. No. I'd rather, uhm." She cleared her throat and shut up, she was clearly too flushed to form proper sentences. "No, really. I want you to- use me, for your own pleasure Jane. I would like to experience it."
"Erm. You want me to…uhh, on you? But you don't want me to, err, you know…to you?"
Maura snorted. "Yes, Jane. You may use me to your own pleasure, without having to pleasure me. I am completely okay with it, in fact, I would most likely derive some pleasure from it myself."
Jane couldn't deny the rush of wetness between her thighs. Basically, Maura was telling her she wanted to watch Jane masturbate…using her body as a source of pleasure. Jane felt a little silly, but more, felt like she hand landed the jackpot. Maura was full of surprises, and was so open with everything. Jane loved it.
"Come on, it'll be fun," Maura said with a smile, reaching down to pull her pants off while still seated. She squirmed out of them and discarded them on the floor before beginning to unbutton her top. Realizing what was happening Jane jumped up and began undoing her belt, struggling out of her pants quickly before removing her shoes and top. Seeing that Maura wasn't wearing a bra she reached behind her back and unhooked her own before reclaiming her spot on the couch and sliding closer to Maura. "Okay, uhm, how does this work?" Jane asked shyly. Maura smiled and leaned back, pulling Jane on top of her. Once Jane was straddling her she rested her hands against Jane's hips lightly, "however you want it to. Tell me what you want me to do, or show me. Just start doing whatever feels good to you, Jane."
Jane considered her options for a moment before reaching for Maura's hands and placing them over her chest as she leaned in to capture Maura's lips in her own. Maura caressed her, cupping and kneading her hands firmly. Jane shuddered, the sensations were like a lightning bolt, straight between her legs. She pressed in to Maura's body, but her position didn't allow her much friction. She moaned a little, suppressing the whimper that wanted to come out in its place. She needed pressure and friction to ease her throbbing. Jane pulled away from Maura's lips for a moment, panting slightly already. "Can we, uhh, can we sit up, like on our knees?" Maura's thumbs graced Jane's hardened nipples and she smiled, "I have a better idea."
A moment later found Maura perched on the arm of the couch, being semi-straddled by Jane. It was at the perfect height that if Maura sat on it, Jane could lower herself over one of Maura's legs and find the relief she was craving. She did just that, wrapping her arms around Maura and kissing her deeply as she slowly pressed into Maura's upper thigh. Jane let out a soft moan of pure bliss as pleasure shot through her body at the contact. Maura felt the wetness seep onto her skin and smiled, surprised at how completely soaked Jane already was. She'd clearly been wanting this all day. "Do whatever you want," Maura encouraged, tangling her fingers in the detective's hair as Jane led an oral assault on her neck and chest. Jane's hips began rocking steadily, rubbing herself against Maura in an effort to achieve release. It felt so fucking good, feeling Maura's skin against her, listening to her soft pants as Jane kissed and sucked her way over Maura's pulse point. Maura's fingers tightened in her hair slightly, the pulling causing Jane to press a little deeper. She was desperate for her release, the need was so consuming.
After a few minutes Jane quickened her pace, grinding into Maura frantically. She was moaning softly into the ME's neck, overwhelmed with the sensations as Maura slid a hand down to her ass and squeezed it. Maura was completely relaxed, aiding Jane as much as possible while she mostly just held onto her to stabilize her. It wasn't that she wasn't turned on, because it was impossible not to get wet with Jane grinding against her and moaning in her ear, but she wanted to experience the way Jane pleasured herself. She was getting off, just on the fact that Jane was getting off on her.
Jane's frantic movements turned frenzied as she rocked desperately, the pleasure she was receiving was unfathomable, but it was difficult to get the pressure she was desiring, and her legs were growing tired quickly. Panting heavily, she slowed her movements, "can we uh, can we try something else?" she whispered. Maura nodded and Jane slid off her leg slowly, whimpering at the loss of contact. "What do you want?" Maura asked eagerly, feeling her wetness coat the inside of her thighs. Jane bit her lip, "could you uhm…" she trailed off, feeling slightly embarrassed to be asking sexual requests. Maura smiled lovingly, "honestly Jane, don't be ashamed. I want to do whatever will bring you the most pleasure." Jane studied her for a moment, seeing nothing but genuine eagerness in her eyes. She honestly didn't find this strange, at all. Jane nodded, "can you turn around, and, uhmm…Kind of…" Maura had already begun moving, not needing Jane to finish her request. She braced herself against the back of the couch, ass sticking out slightly, and glanced over her shoulder at Jane with a grin, "like this?"
Jane regarded the perfect ass in front of her and nodded, swallowing hard. "God, yes, just like that." Jane positioned herself behind Maura, one hand going to her shoulder and the other reaching under to cup a breast. As Jane thrust herself against Maura's firm ass she let out a deep moan of satisfaction. God. Yes.
She clung to Maura's body and began to move, essentially humping the ME's ass. A series of unbridled moans escaped her as she pressed herself deep against Maura. "Oh fuck," she groaned, grinding herself as roughly as she could into the yoga toned ass that was completely at her disposal. Jane's fingers found a nipple and she lightly squeezed and twisted at it, surprised by the shuddery moan that escaped Maura. The sound was pure sex to her ears and she was desperate to hear more, knowing that it would get her off in no time. Jane's fingers expertly manipulated Maura's nipple before alternating to firm massages across her breasts.
Groaning, Maura pushed back into Jane, eliciting a loud moan in response. "Fuck Maura, this is amazing," Jane panted, feeling a light sheen of sweat coat her body from the exertion She began to circle her hips, alternating the friction, and groaned. She was close. Very, very, close. She pressed her lips to Maura's shoulder blade before gently nipping at the flushed skin, Maura let out another moan and Jane shuddered. "Maur, oh god, please don't stop," Jane begged, her attention switching to the rapid thrusting and circling of her hips.
Maura was confused for a moment, because she really wasn't doing much. Then as Jane moaned again she realized the detective wanted her to vocalize. She pressed back into Jane's body and focused on the throbbing that had begun between her legs. Jane's fingers absentmindedly twisted and circled her nipples, her hot breaths coming fast in Maura's ears. Vocalizing was easy. She moaned softly at first, Jane's name slipping out as the detective humped her from behind frantically. "That's it, Jane, don't stop," Maura encouraged breathlessly. "I'm so close," Jane choked out, her entire body trembling in exhaustion. Maura moved her ass in circles, rocking back into Jane in small thrusts, "touch me Jane, feel how wet you've made me," Maura commanded, grabbing the hand that was at her breast and leading it between her thighs.
The moment Jane felt the wetness harbored there, she lost all control. Unaware that she was whimpering, Jane pressed herself as deep as she could against Maura and frantically circled her hips as she thrust two fingers up into the ME. Maura cried out and clenched down, unable to do much but cling to the couch as Jane frantically moved against her and slid her fingers in and out at a rapid pace. "Yes, yes, Ohhhh god yes," Maura moaned, her body shuddering from the sudden intrusion. But she was more than ready for it. For Jane.
It only took a few minutes before Jane reached release, her mouth open in a silent scream her body tensed up, every muscle immobile as she pressed into Maura. Maura graciously rocked back into Jane, giving her the pleasure her body needed to go over the edge. After the first wave she began to slowly circle her hips again, soaking up every last drop of pleasure as she could. She moaned softly this time, shuddering as her body tensed slightly again. When it passed, she collapsed against Maura, spent.
Maura panted softly, still aware of Jane's fingers inside of her. "Jane, don't stop," she whispered, squeezing her muscles slightly. Jane, unable to move anything else but her hand, resumed her motions and quickly brought Maura to orgasm with a few thrusts in and out. Maura reached down to rub circles into her throbbing clit then muffled her moan of release in the back of the couch before both of them slid down to the floor in a pile of sex, exhaustion, and disbelief.