Title: Pink Elephant 3/3
Fandom: Rizzoli and Isles
Paring: Jane Rizzoli/Maura Isles
Rating: NC-17
Spoilers: Yes
Summary: Jane's eyes are forced open concerning her feelings for Maura. This is my first R&I fic but so not my first dabble in fan fic. Also remember if you are interested in my book Forever Mine check it out at L-book ePubisher. Again I hope you enjoy! Show me love...leave some feedback.
The heat of Maura's skin was scalding… the softness of it addictive. Sensitized palms flattened and adhered to the curvature of Maura's spine, memorizing it.
Dark eyes took note of every sigh and hitched breath. Jane left a scorching trail as she came to the indentation of the blonds' waist.
Without warning, she pulled Maura closer.
Jane's mouth opened hotly over the quivering muscle of Maura's abdomen, tasting skin that she thought was forbidden.
Maura's ragged cry caused an answering shudder in her own body.
Needy hands continued their journey downward, palming and separating fleshy globes.
Jane's fingertips were drawn to the moist heat that seemed to radiate from deep within.
Maura's hands wrapped painfully in Jane's hair, but it only enhanced every breath…every touch.
A growl rumbled from Jane's chest as her fingers dipped deeper, smearing further wetness on already coated thighs.
"Oh God." Maura groaned. Her legs gave way and she pitched forward, landing in Jane's lap.
Maura's long legs parted and splayed, releasing a tantalizing scent into the air.
Jane's mouth watered.
Their forehead's touched briefly before eyes found each other again.
The gaze was searing with need.
Maura's breath was sweet with wine and promise as it mingled with Jane's. An ache formed deep in the pit of Jane's chest at the feel of Maura's lips so close to her own. The mouth in question hovered mere millimeters away.
Jane whimpered as she snaked both hands into luscious blond hair.
She surged forward, closing the minute distance.
Lips met without pretense in a mighty class of teeth and tongue. Jane plundered the mouth before her letting emotions long denied slip into each spear of her tongue.
Maura moaned. Her hips rolled hotly.
Needing to breathe and recover some kind of equilibrium, Jane tore her mouth away. She wanted things to be slow so each moment could be savored.
It was not to be so.
Maura's eyes were hooded but they sparkled with want and wild desperation.
"Touch me."
Jane became undone.
Jane was beyond aroused. Her sex felt swollen, heavy, and every movement, every touch, every erotic sound set off a serious of explosions that left her hungry for more.
Wet, swollen lips met again with an intensity that rocked Jane to the core.
Suddenly, Jane's hand were everywhere searing flesh and prodding undulating hips to move faster, harder.
Still.
It was not enough.
Forcing some space between them, Jane cupped full breasts.
Maura's back arched in perfect bow like tension as fingertips plucked and teased hardened tips.
Using both hands, Jane brought pink swollen nipples as close to each other as possible before swiping them with her tongue.
A hoarse cry was ripped from Maura's throat.
It became a broken whimpers as Jane sucked them deep into the cavern of her mouth. Maura's hands snaked into Jane's hair once more, pulling her closer.
Jane needed to hear that sound again.
She found some space between them and exploited it. As Jane's fingertips reached drenched folds, Maura gasped in anticipation.
The both moaned when Jane made full contact.
Maura was positively dripping, and each drop seemed to cling to Jane's fingers. It was almost overwhelming. She traced engorged flesh, lightly at first then with more authority as Maura's pumping hips guided her.
As if drawn to the source of wet heat, Jane explored further. With an excited groan and hard shudder, she plunged in …deep.
Jane got her wish…and then some.
"FUCK!" Maura sobbed loudly.
Jane set the pace immediately: hard, heavy, and relentless.
She had no idea that Maura would be so demonstrative, so responsive and so vocal, but Jane adored every second of it.
Still fully clothed, the material clung to Jane further sensitizing her body. It was of no importance.
Satisfaction would be had.
With each thrust of Maura's hips, Jane's thighs clenched and her sex quivered as if Maura had crawled inside somehow.
Yes…satisfaction would be had.
Jane didn't have a choice.
Sexy, vulgar things began spilling from Jane's lips. Her goal was to completely unravel Maura and remake her again.
"You're so wet."
Maura whimpered.
"I made you this way."
Maura's hands dug into her shoulders, burning her skin.
"Do you hear it? How wet you are?"
The blond's hips moved like pistons further accentuating the wet smack of flesh.
Maura's eyes closed and her neck arched in pleasure. Beads of sweat gathered and trickled. Unable to resist, Jane followed its curve with her tongue. Her teeth sank into the spot where neck met shoulder.
Time folded in on itself then stopped completely.
Maura screamed as her body trembled and jerked.
Each movement squeezed Jane's fingers like a vise.
It was just enough.
It was too much.
Jane's cry of completion reverberated throughout the room.
Sometime later when her breathing and heartbeat returned to normal, Jane felt fingers running through her hair. She opened her eyes to see a smile that nearly blinded her.
"Hey," Maura whispered.
"Hey." Jane reached up and pushed sweat soaked hair away from her lover's face.
Maura's head canted to the side and Jane knew questions were coming.
"What does this mean?"
Jane smiled and leaned in brushing Maura's lips with her own. "Everything."
Hours later, Jane pulled Maura closer and tried to ignore the beeping coming from her cell phone. She moaned softly at the delicious slide of skin on skin. Then, groaned in frustration as the beeping continued. Not bothering to turn over, Jane attempted to reach behind her toward the nightstand. Her fingers searched for several seconds before closing around something familiar. Carefully, she brought her arm back around and flipped the phone open.
It was a text from Korsak of all people.
Didja kill the elephant?
Jane chuckled silently as she used one thumb to pen a reply.
Oh yeah. Don't thnk we'l c it again.