A/N This story is rated M for a reason, this chapter being one of them.

This chapter contains depictions of consenting adults doing what consenting adults do when they feel like it, so if sexual content isn't your thing, please skip the chapter and move on.

I've tried to write this story so these chapters aren't completely integral to the storyline, however skipping them means that you won't get the full character development.

As always, the choice is yours.

Intersecting Lines Book 1

05 Jane and Maura discuss their day

Jane's viewpoint

I walked in through the door to our rented house, calling out for Maura as I closed the door behind me.

I heard her voice sing out from the kitchen, as Jo Friday came barrelling around the corner, yapping hysterically. I picked her up, giving her a quick hug to calm her down and walked into the kitchen to find Maura leaning over the kitchen counter away from me, engrossed in a cookbook.

I had to stop for a moment to admire the frankly delightful view in front of me.

Maura had changed from work clothes into what for Maura were casual clothes. I have to say the shorts and polo shirt she was wearing seemed anything but casual, especially as I ran my eyes up her legs and over her ass, tightly outlined as she leaned over the counter.

Not being one to miss an opportunity, especially one this good, I put Jo down, dropped my jacket over a chair and stepped up behind Maura, sliding my hands up around her hips and across her tummy. She giggled and trapped my hands before they could head higher.

"Why Jane, there must be something in the California air, you have been frisky every night since we got here" I leaned forward to nibble at her earlobe, hearing her murmur in pleasure as she leaned back into me.

"Why Doctor Isles, it takes two to tango. I don't recall you complaining last night; or yesterday after lunch; or yesterday morning; or Saturday night after we got back from dinner…" I ground my hips into her, pulling her back into me, to be rewarded as Maura leaned back and allowed my hands to wander under her shirt.

"Well, we did have to ''break in', as you put it, each room of the house. I think we have covered pretty much all of it by now" Maura said. I grinned into her hair as I realised she wasn't wearing a bra.

"I think you've adapted to the California lifestyle a bit too quickly Maura. The prim and proper doctor I knew in Boston didn't usually run around without a bra" I palmed the items in question and was rewarded with a groan as her hand came up and tangled in my hair, pulling me towards her neck. I proceeded to run my tongue up and down her neck, interspersed with kisses, breathing in a heady combination of perfume and her natural scent.

"Back in Boston we had to worry about your mother walking in on us" she stammered. I grinned even wider as her voice became more breathy, while I kissed my way down to her pulse point.

"Well, that's not an issue here" I tweaked her by now very hard nipples between my fingers, loving the moan that escaped her lips as I did.

"No, it is not, it is it?"

"No, it isn't" I spun her round and bent to kiss her, our tongues sliding round each other.

I felt her arms slide around my neck as I palmed her ass, feeling her nipples poking through the material of her shirt and my blouse.

I had just decided that there was too much clothing between her nipples and my mouth when a loud chime from the oven timer rang out, distracting us both.

Maura leaned back, her breath a bit shaky and her face and neck flushed.

"Hold that thought Jane; we will pick up again where we left off after dinner"

"I have all I want to eat right here on hand" I growled, watching her shiver. With an effort she twisted out of my grasp and stepped over to the oven.

"You need to eat darling. You have to keep your strength up" I growled again as Maura bent over to open the over door, giving me an even better view.

"I need strength to deal with you" I caught a flash of a wicked smile as she grabbed a set of gloves to bring a dish out of the over.

"Now Jane, research suggests that a balanced diet supports a strenuous lifestyle, something which you should appreciate, given how strenuously you have been working out the last few days" I grinned lazily.

"Well, I suppose fucking you morning noon and night qualifies as strenuous activity. Mind you, it beats a gym workout any day, so I can't complain" She gave me that quirked eyebrow thing she does that I love.

"I doubt you have many reasons to complain Jane, given how soundly you were sleeping this morning. If I had not been awake to do some yoga before work and wake you up after you slept through the alarm, you would have been late for your first day at work" I watched as Maura lifted the lid on a casserole dish and the kitchen was filled with a mouth-watering aroma of French lamb and cannellini bean casserole.

"Well whose fault was that, Miss One AM, one more time?" Maura giggled as I followed her to the table and sat down. For the next few minutes we concentrated on dinner, before slowing down enough to discuss our first day at work. Apparently the morgue and its staff had been well managed by her predecessor, as Maura found nothing to complain about there. The idea that the Medical Examiner might want to attend the crime scene had been something of a surprise for her staff, but I knew that no one would want to get between Maura and the victim.

"What do you think of Deputy Chief Johnson?" I looked up.

"She seems pleasant enough, though I have a hard time getting used to that accent. It sounds like something from Gone with the Wind". Maura smiled.

"I actually rather liked it; I find it easy to listen to. What are her officers like? I really did not get much of a chance to chat to them and it is a much larger team than Homicide back home" I shrugged as I replied.

"They seem OK; Provenza and Flynn are close, real old school cops. Sanchez has the whole Latin machismo thing down pat, Buzz Watson, the electronics guy, is quiet, I think he may be gay actually, he pinged my 'gaydar' pretty heavily. Gabriel seems a good guy, very smart, he's obviously pretty close to the Chief" I thought for a moment. "You'd like Tao though; he spouts off knowledge like someone else I can think of" I smiled fondly at Maura, who was picking at the last of her lamb and continued. "As for the Chief, well she's a lot more polite than Cavanagh back home, calls everyone by their rank, like 'Detective Sanchez' and 'Lieutenant Flynn'. Everything is a request, even when she could just order us around. 'Please' and 'thank you' and 'would you be so kind', it's a bit weird. Mind you, everyone jumps when she asks for something" Maura nodded.

"I did some research on Chief Johnson after meeting her. She really is quite impressive. She is the most senior woman in the force, but seems very feminine, despite having to compete in an extremely male-dominated environment, plus run a division that until now was all male. She was apparently a serious contender for the position of LAPD Chief before it ended up with Chief Pope".

I nodded thoughtfully, wondering about Chief Johnson. I'd never worked under a female boss before, hell I had been the first woman in Homicide and copped a lot of grief for it over the years. I had dealt with it by being better than the men around me, where the Chief had done the same but stayed a woman. Different ways of coping I guess. Maura noticed I had drifted away.

"Jane, are you all right?" I smiled.

"Yeah, was just thinking about having a female boss. It'll be different I guess" I shrugged. "I don't doubt her abilities; she's built up a hell of a reputation for handling difficult cases. Gabriel said Major Crimes was specifically set up for her to lead and they have a great closure rate. He also said there was a lot I could learn from her. Apparently she was a trained interrogator for the CIA before she moved into police work, her squad seems to treat her interrogations as a spectator sport" Maura got a quizzical look on her face. "What?"

"Oh, just thinking she did not fit the stereotypical image portrayed in popular culture of a CIA agent, all men in mirrored sunglasses or femme fatales" I had to laugh.

"Maura, I think all those action movies I've made you watch may have given you the wrong impression. Hollywood's idea of real life is nothing like reality"

"Well, we are now living in the city where those dreams are made" I pulled a face.

""You've been looking at websites for studio tours haven't you? She smiled at me happily and nodded.

"We are here for six months Jane; it would be a shame to miss out on everything that California has to offer, the studios, Disneyland, Grauman's Chinese Theatre, the galleries, the wineries…"

"The shopping; Rodeo Drive, Wiltshire Boulevard, Melrose Avenue" I wagged my finger at her. "I know you Maura; you've probably got the GPS locations of every high end store in LA programmed in"

"Well, of course, we have to experience all of the LA lifestyle Jane". I sighed, a bit theatrically, but shopping was a Maura Isles specialty. Truth be told I don't mind, as she always looked spectacular in whatever she bought and honestly, watching Maura was one of my favourite things.

"Chief Johnson looked very nice in her suit; I wonder where she got it" Maura mused.

"Well you could always ask her I suppose, but it seemed a bit conservative for you" I teased.

"I can be conservative Jane, when the situation calls for it" I grinned back at her.

"Of course you can, miss no bra" She blushed slightly.

"Well, it was rather warm when I got home, and I decided to be comfortable. I did not think you would complain"

"Hell no, I like the weather here, at least we get to avoid a Boston winter, so no complaints there. Hey, if it means I get to see you in a skimpy bikini out by the pool, then I might consider staying longer" She narrowed her eyes as she looked at me.

"Only if I get to see you in one too" I smirked at her, teasing her a little.

"Oops, didn't bring one, I'll have to skinny dip" She nodded as she spoke.

"Well, I have no objections to that, although I am not sure I want the neighbours seeing you naked" I snickered before answering.

"Afraid they might be scared off" She ran her eyes over me possessively..

"No, I prefer to keep that view all to myself thank you very much" God I love possessive Maura. That look sends shivers up my spine. She looked at me for a bit. Considering what I had said.

"So, would you be interested if we had an extension here?" I pursed my lips.

"It depends; I would miss Ma and Frankie, plus Korsak and Frost, although I suppose they could come visit. Cavanagh would throw a fit though. On the other hand, maybe I could learn from Chief Johnson, her squad really respect her, which surprised me" Maura nodded.

"Well, she seems very thorough; Dr Morales' notes said that she would often attend autopsies for her cases" I frowned.

"Sounds a bit obsessive, isn't that why we have you there?" Maura looked thoughtful for a moment and then smiled.

"Well, it means she will not be badgering me for an answer if she is sitting in as I work, unlike someone else I can think of" I stood to collect the dishes.

"Oh, is someone badgering you Doctor Isles? Let me know who it is and I'll deal with them" Maura threw an amused glance over her shoulder as she carried the casserole dish over to the fridge.

"Oh yes, this insufferable woman, very arrogant, swaggers everywhere behaving like she's in charge, very demanding of my time and attention. Can you do something about her Detective?" I pretended to ponder for a movement while I dumped everything into the dishwasher.

"Nah, she sounds too tough to mess with, you should just give her everything she wants" Maura smiled indulgently.

"Everything?" I nodded seriously.

"Everything"

"But what if she wants to take advantage of me?" Her voice was getting throaty, which I loved to hear, it was a voice she saved just for me. I sauntered towards her, running my eyes very obviously up and down her body, then looked into her lovely hazel eyes, which were staring back at me.

"Then give her what she wants"

I made a grab for her but she squealed and dashed into the hall towards the bedrooms, while I took my time following. Maura wasn't going anywhere tonight.

By the time I got to the bedroom, Maura was lying sprawled on the bed, looking back at me. I stopped in the doorway and looked at her, feeling the arousal start all over again. We'd been lovers for almost a year, but I still hungered for her.

"Remember I said give her everything she wants?" My voice was deep and hoarse with desire. Maura just nodded. "Well, she wants you naked and wet" Maura closed her eyes for a second and shivered.

I started to unbutton my shirt as Maura rolled off the bed. Slowly, watching me through heavy lidded eyes, Maura unbuttoned her shorts and then eased the zipper ever so slowly down, before dropping it to the floor, pooled around her feet. I'd often thought that if I had been a man, Maura would have been able to get me hard with just a look. Hell, I'd be rock hard right now, just watching her.

Taking in the delicate lace panties, I unbuttoned faster, watching as she turned away, giving me a good look at her spectacular glutes. I may not particularly like yoga, but no way can I argue against the results. Slowly Maura pulled the shirt up over her head, exposing her lovely back and giving me a tantalising peek at her breasts.

I hurriedly peeled off my boots and socks then undid my slacks as she bent over and slowly pushed her panties off her hips and down her legs to the floor. I felt my mouth go dry as I watched. Maura Isles was an addiction I could never get enough of and never wanted to.

Looking over her shoulder, Maura smiled at me, before slithering down onto the bed, lying face down with her eyes closed; waiting for me. I hurriedly pushed my sodden panties off and walked towards the bed.

I kneeled as I got to the bed, kissing the sole of her left foot, feeling her squirm. I had learned Maura was ticklish on the soles of her feet months ago and had been using that to my advantage ever since. I could hear her try and stifle a giggle as I moved to the other foot, before starting to work my way up her calves.

This was terrain I was intimately familiar with, having explored it so many, many times. Each new journey was a delight, spurred on by the sounds I could bring from her, with my tongue, fingers and body.

I worked my way up her knees, paying special attention to a spot on her left knee that must have been directly wired to her libido. Sure enough, as I kissed and sucked the spot, a groan sounded from the top of the bed, and she shifted restlessly, needfully, under me. I smacked her ass and told her to be quiet, before moving to her thighs. As I ran my tongue up and down her wonderfully toned thighs, I could smell Maura's arousal, sending my pulse racing even faster, if that was possible.

With a quick move, I flipped her over, before using my elbows to force her legs apart, opening her to my view. I licked my lips in anticipation as I could see the wetness streaking her inner thighs. Moving forward I slid my tongue along the inside of her tight, toned thighs, tasting her delicious arousal and causing her to squirm under me.

"Please Jane" she stammered. I smiled, as my tongue continued to lap away at her thighs, resolutely avoiding what she wanted.

"Please what Maura?"

"I need it, please love, please" I loved teasing her, hearing her want me.

"What do you need Maura, you'll have to tell me" Maura groaned and her hand grabbed my hair, holding me as she thrust her groin at me.

"This. Your tongue, please Jane" The need in her voice was so raw I couldn't tease her any more. I flicked my tongue out, barely touching her clit, dragging a raw moan from Maura's lips.

I ran my tongue up the folds, gathering her wetness and savouring the taste. Maura tasted as good as she looked. Her arousal was turning me on even more as I felt myself starting to drip.

I felt her shudder as I thrust my tongue within her folds, before returning to her clit, gently flicking it back and forth with my tongue. I could hear her murmurs and feel her shudders as she responded to my touch. She was so responsive, god I love her.

I added my fingers, sliding first one finger, then two inside her, feeling the hot walls slide apart around them. Once I had a good rhythm, sliding them in and out in time with my tongue flicking over her clit, I looked up to see her head thrown back and her eyes closed, her fingers playing with her stiff nipples, tugging and twisting them.

I smiled to myself, she wouldn't be long now, as I slid a third finger in to join the other two, hearing a long, drawn out moan as she was opened wider. I started to slide in and out faster, increasing the attention to her clit at the same rate, to be rewarded as I heard her moans increase in volume in response.

Her hips started to rise off the bed, as she started to groan and moan out my name, together with a string of profanity that would shock anyone who only knew the prim and proper Doctor Isles. Maura had a filthy mouth in bed and I loved it.

Feeling her trembling on the brink, I suddenly latched onto her clit with my lips, sucking it in and swirling around the nub with my tongue, as I curled my fingers onto her G spot. As her moaning reached a crescendo, her thighs slammed shut on my head, as she practically levitated off the bed.

Then I held on for dear life as Maura writhed under me, shuddering and shaking, twisting and turning as her orgasm tore through her, held on as her shuddering slowly subsided to trembling and eventually stillness.

Slowly I disentangled myself and slid up the bed, cuddling up to a partially comatose Maura. I propped myself on one elbow to look down on her face, so tranquil, happy that I got to see her like this, that I had made her like this. Maura's orgasms were always volcanic and it took her a little time to pull herself together afterwards.

I was happy to look her over, pleased that the warm weather meant I didn't have to cover her, allowing my eyes to roam over Maura's stunning body. Yes, all that yoga had paid very sizable dividends.

Eventually a small smile awoke on her, followed by her eyes slowly opening, to gaze up at me. I smiled down at her. Eventually she recovered enough to speak in a soft voice.

"Hello"

"Hi yourself, sleepy head" She snuggled into me.

"Not sleepy, happy" I knew I was grinning like a fool but didn't care, blissed-out post-orgasmic Maura was so soft and beautiful and I made her like that. I just wanted to wrap her in my arms and never let her go, so I did. She snuggled even closer, wrapping her arms around me.

"Your turn, soon"

"Take your time baby, I'm not going anywhere"