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Author's Note: I've finally changed the rating to M on the entire story. 11 and 12 were T, but 13 and 14 definitely aren't! ;) -DKC
Slow and Steady – Chapter 14
The entire ride back into Boston city limits Jane and Maura held hands. Maura slid as close to Jane as she possibly could, but she did her best to behave so Jane could keep her eyes on the road. The only words spoken between them once they were in the car had to do with logistics—Jane's apartment was much closer than Maura's house.
When they pulled up in front of Jane's apartment building, Maura was out the door and headed up the steps before Jane could even get her seatbelt off. Jane ran after and caught her from behind on the stairs.
"In a hurry, Dr. Isles?" Jane pulled the doctor against her.
"Possibly," Maura nearly squealed as Jane tickled her sides.
Jane walked them forward, an easy move given her height advantage over Maura, and unlocked her apartment door. Walking into the apartment, her arms still wrapped around Maura from behind, she was impressed with how quickly the smaller woman was able to turn in her arms and press her against the door.
"I have moves, too," Maura insisted.
"Oh, I don't doubt that," Jane knew this was more than flirtation and she knew where this would lead. For the first time in her life, she was 100% certain that she wanted exactly what was about to happen.
Jane pulled Maura closer and pressed her lips to the doctor's. Maura responded eagerly, granting Jane's tongue immediate entrance. The kiss was intense. Jane reached back to lock the door as she tangled her other hand in Maura's hair. Maura thrust her hips into Jane's before they both had to take a breath.
Maura took a step back from Jane and lifted her blouse over her head. Jane's eyes dropped immediately to Maura's breasts. Seeing Maura's breasts in nothing but lace was immensely hot. She swallowed and stepped forward, placing her fingers on the side zipper on Maura's trousers. She slid the zipper slowly from the top of Maura's hip down, looking into Maura's eyes as she did so. Maura kicked off her heels and slid the trousers down her toned legs.
"God, you are staggering," Jane barely managed to say.
Attempting to rouse Jane from the trance she'd fallen into, Maura began unbuttoning Jane's shirt and unbuckling her belt. She was very pleased that Jane couldn't keep her hands to herself as Maura was undressing her. Jane's hands ran from the lace on Maura's hips, up her sides to lace-clad breasts and back down again.
"Step out," Maura commanded.
Jane did as she was told, stepping out of her pants and shoes, dropping her shirt over her shoulders onto the floor and using her toes to pull off her socks. She stood there in a matching tan bra and tan hipsters. It was Maura's turn to gape at her gorgeous friend. She was brought out of her stare when Jane's thumbs grazed her nipples. She looked up and saw Jane's piercing eyes admiring how Maura's hardened nipples were straining against the lace.
"Tell me what you want," Maura whispered.
There was a silence between them for a couple of seconds as they looked into one another's eyes and watched darkening pupils dilate.
"Bed," Jane husked, she was nearly rendered speechless by the vision before her.
Maura took Jane's hand and began dragging the brunette with her toward the bedroom. When they reached the bedroom, Maura turned around and kissed Jane savagely. Jane kicked the bedroom door closed without breaking the kiss.
Inching their way back to the bed, Maura laced her fingers behind Jane's neck and rose up on her tiptoes as Jane used her strong arms to lift Maura. Between Jane's strength and Maura's yoga-trained body, the position they were in seemed perfect. Maura's legs held onto Jane's waist tightly as Jane carried Maura to the edge of the foot of the bed and leaned down. She was able to lower Maura about midway up the mattress before she climbed atop her.
"I never imagined you on top," Maura blurted between heated kisses to her mouth, neck and clavicle.
"Tell me…how you…imagined it," Jane said between open-mouthed kisses to every bit of Maura's skin she could easily reach.
"Fast, aggressive, alcohol-fueled angst," the doctor was now thrusting her hips into Jane's chest as Jane outlined the lace bra with kisses.
Jane stopped kissing Maura and titled her head up to look at the flushed doctor.
"Did you think I could only do this if I was drunk?" Jane asked, not revealing if she was disappointed or intrigued.
"Until recently, I didn't think you, or I for that matter, could do it at all," Maura answered honestly.
Jane slid her body 'til it was even with Maura's and lowered it so their bodies were pressing against one another nearly everywhere. She kissed Maura softly on her lips, on her jaw, on her cheek and just below her ear. The kiss below her ear brought out a soft moan from Maura.
"I may have thought about this more when I was drunk, but I never wanted to do it unless I was clear-headed enough to appreciate every single moment," Jane whispered in Maura's ear as she rocked her hips into Maura's.
What was simple grinding soon became something much more gratifying as Jane slid her thigh between Maura's legs. Jane thrust her leg according to the rhythm Maura set with her rocking pelvis.
"I can feel you through your panties," Jane whispered again into Maura's ear, licking her ear lobe as she did so.
Maura knew that she was wet and she knew that she had soaked her panties.
"Take them off," Maura directed the woman on top.
Jane did as she was told, sliding Maura's lace panties down her legs, not being able to help looking at how ruined they were. Instead of returning her thigh to where Maura most wanted it, Jane ran her fingernails up Maura's inner thigh. When she met wetness with her fingers, she couldn't resist the urge to immerse herself. She plunged two fingers into Maura slowly. Maura whimpered at the feeling and reached for Jane. She wanted Jane's mouth on hers as she felt those strong, long fingers inside her.
"My hand is a bit busy…take this off?" Jane nodded her head at Maura's bra.
The doctor did as asked, removing her bra and revealing her incredible breasts to the woman who had created such a pleasing pace with her fingers. Jane didn't take too much time marveling at the beauty of Maura's breasts before she was circling each nipple with her tongue.
"Jane…" Maura moaning Jane's name was the single most erotic thing Jane had ever heard.
As Maura's walls tightened with every thrust Jane made, Jane knew that she had to feel Maura. She used her free hand to grasp Maura's, guiding it to where she needed it most. The honey-haired woman needn't be told what to do. She hooked her pinky in Jane's hipsters, pulling aside the fabric so she could roll her knuckles across Jane's swollen clit.
"Fuck!" Jane gasped at the sensation of each knuckle pressing against her most sensitive spot.
Rewarding Maura for her attention, Jane inserted a third finger and increased her pace. As Maura rocked her hips to meet Jane's increasingly frantic thrusts, the doctor simultaneously circled Jane's clit with her thumb. Both women were panting and barely able to breathe as their kisses became sloppy and they approached their climax.
"Oh, god," Maura moaned breathlessly.
"You're so wet, Maur. Come for me. Come with me," Jane whispered.
Those last three words were all either woman needed to crash over the cliff together. Jane crumpled on top of Maura, her sweaty forehead pressed into Maura's chest. Slowly she removed her fingers from Maura, but kept her hand cupping Maura's mound.
"Holy shit," Jane inelegantly said.
"Mmm…"
After finally catching her breath, Jane rolled off of Maura and let go of the place she'd decided was the perfect spot for her hand. She'd like to always have her hand right there.
"Where are you going?" Maura asked as Jane climbed out of bed and started walking to the door.
"I'm going to get our clothes," came the response from down the hall.
Though watching Jane climb out of bed and walk across the room in her underwear was a beautiful sight, Maura was completely confused. Her confusion turned to laughter when Jane walked back in carrying closet hangers with Maura's blouse on one and trousers on the other. Jane dropped her clothes in a heap inside the bedroom, but carried Maura's to the closet to hang up.
"Now who's the adorable one?" Maura teased as Jane crawled back into bed and settled in Maura's arms.
"Hush, I just didn't want to hear about wrinkles tomorrow," Jane joked.