A/N: I am so sorry this is so long...but it's their first time and it had to be epic. So epic in fact that it's going to be a two part experience...this is part one. I'm leaving for vacation tomorrow...so you won't get anymore updates for a week or so! I hope you enjoy this chapter. Please review...I want your ideas and thoughts for the next chapter and how I can make it better. You guys be da best...and with all that being said...here we go!
Jane
I stared at myself in the mirror in the huge ridiculous bathroom of Maura's hotel room. It wasn't really a hotel room. It was more like a hotel apartment. It wasn't as large as our apartment at Maura's hotel on Madison Avenue, but it was still insanely huge. My idea of a hotel room was the Holiday Inn; a bed, a TV, if you were lucky you got cable, a shower and a sink. This place was; well it was Maura's hotel so what did I expect? Even with all I'd come to expect in the short time I'd known Maura, I don't think I could ever get used to her lifestyle. Maura packed a bag and had it delivered here without me even knowing. I stared at the clothes Maura packed for me. There were my little black boys cut boxers, my not to flattering bra, and my favorite pair of cotton pajamas with the Red Sox logo all over them. I sighed. Maura bought me so many nicer things than this, but I'd had the Red Sox pajama's for years. They were one of the few articles of clothing I owned from before that hadn't magically disappeared when I was away from the apartment.
I smiled thinking of Maura. She packed these things because she knew how I felt most comfortable. The hint was as plain as day; Maura wanted me to be comfortable with her. She was saying that she knew me, understood me, and accepted me as I was; boys cut underwear, cotton pajama's and all. It touched my heart that Maura knew me so well, but at the same time...I wanted something different. I wanted to be sexy, I wanted Maura to think I was sexy. I thought of what Albert told me before we left the apartment earlier. He said Maura liked heels and sexy lingerie. I wanted to be sexy. I looked at myself in the mirror again. I'd just stepped from the shower a few minutes earlier and I was naked, my hair wet, and my body shivering slightly from the cool temperature of the room. I'd washed away my makeup and my bruised face was all I could see. I studied the bruise and wanted to cry. There was nothing less sexy than that. Every time Maura looked at the bruise she flinched and turned her head. It made me sad every time she did that. I loved when Maura would let her eyes linger on my face or my body sometimes when we were around the apartment and she didn't think I noticed. But since my eye got bruised Maura rarely looked at my face without makeup. I wanted to be beautiful to her again. I wanted her to look at me in that way that made her face light up and her cheeks dimple in that perfect smile. I wanted to feel her body on top of mine and look right into her eyes and know she would look right back into mine. I wanted to please her, but how could I in cotton pajama's with a busted face?
I looked at my body in the mirror. I was so skinny, my breast were so small. I cupped my breast in my hands and sighed again; I hated my tiny breast. I wished they were full and sexy like Maura's. I knew Maura was waiting for me in the bedroom. I told her I wouldn't be long. But I couldn't bring myself to move. I looked at the pajama's again and frowned. I wanted to be sexy. I wrapped my body in a soft Egyptian cotton towel and brushed my wet curls from my face. My bruised eye made me want to cry again; maybe I could sneak some of Maura's makeup and cover it.
I padded to the bathroom door and opened it slowly. I poked my head out and looked around the beautiful bedroom for Maura. She wasn't there. I smiled and tiptoed toward Maura's purse. I know she kept makeup in there. If I could just get to it. I sat on the bed and willed myself to dig around the purse for what I needed. I spotted it. I grabbed the makeup and eye liner and tossed the purse on the nightstand.
"Yes," I thought to myself triumphantly.
I stood to head back to the bathroom when Maura called to me.
"Hello little princess," Maura's voice sounded in my ear.
I stopped short, my body cringed, my face wrinkled. I turned around and tried to hide the makeup behind my back. I laughed nervously at Maura; then I stopped laughing completely and my face went slack and dumb. Maura was standing in the doorway in a short...a very very short tight black dress. The dress was some kind of lace or something and left very little to the imagination. The thin straps of the dress barely held Maura's beautiful breast; so much of them were open to the raping of my eyes. Maura's feet were adorned in the tallest, sexiest black stilettos I'd ever seen. Maura let her hair down and it fell over her shoulders like waves of golden silk. Maura's lipstick was red, devil red. And her eyes were dark and husky. I dropped her makeup from my hand to clatter onto the hard wood floor. I'd forgotten I was holding it. Or maybe I just lost control of my muscles. Maybe both. I wanted to speak, I wanted to move, I wanted to drop to my knees and worship her. But nothing about my mind or body seemed to be functioning properly. Everything was fuzzy and hazy and my heart was beating like crazy. Maura just leaned against the doorway and studied me. She was sipping from a glass of wine, red wine...Maura's favorite.
I tried to speak but some kind of squeak escaped my mouth instead. I quickly closed my mouth and gritted my teeth. I couldn't afford to be running around quacking like a duck. Maura smiled at me and curled her finger, beckoning me to her. Her eyes shined with hunger, they stripped me, called to me, desired me. I mindlessly found myself walking toward her. I was in a daze. Maura in that dress was driving my imagination wild. I couldn't pin point one specific thought, I had so many! I felt like I was in a dream. I was in heaven, this had to be heaven. No one, nothing, and no place on earth was as beautiful as Maura in that moment. When I was two feet from Maura I saw my reflection in the dresser mirror and stopped short.
"Fuck...my bruise!" I wailed in my head.
I immediately dropped my head and took a step back. I wanted to be beautiful, I wanted to be beautiful like Maura. I covered my bruised eye shamefully. I felt Maura's hand wrap around my waist. She placed her glass of wine on the dresser and kissed my cheek. The sweetest, lightest, gentlest kiss. My heart sank. My heart soared. My heart stopped. Maura brushed her lips against mine softly, teasing me to kiss her. I wanted to. The air around us was heavy. It was on fire, my skin was burning with electricity. Maura's hand on the small of my back held my body still like an anchor, supporting me, filling me with so many thoughts of desire and longing. I was hungry for her. My lips were starving for hers. My body ached with yearning. I leaned in to kiss her but Maura pulled back just out of my reach. I let out a choked sob.
"Look at me sweetheart," Maura said softly, bringing her lips right against mine again.
Maura was half an inch taller than me in those heels and I was barefoot. The cold hardwood under my feet sent shivers up my spine. Or maybe it was Maura's sweet breath on my lips. Maybe it was how much of her body I could see through the lace of her dress. Either way, I was trembling.
Maura lifted my chin with her fingers and I had no choice but to look at her. I felt afraid, I felt ugly, but Maura wouldn't let me pull away. She held me tightly. She looked right into my eyes, studying me, searching me, opening me, reading me. She knew everything, she saw everything, she loved everything. I saw it in her eyes. I knew she loved me. I could tell by the way her eyes softened as she looked at me. I could tell by the way she kissed my bruise ever so gently. I could tell by the way she curled her fingers in my wet hair and smiled against my lips before she let me kiss her with all the passion one human being could offer another.
I loved the way she pushed her breast into mine, but not to hard. I loved the way she held my face in her hand and led me through the beautiful dance of our kiss. I loved the way she controlled the moment, conquered me with barely a word, made me feel beautiful despite all my insecurities in a matter of seconds. I melted. My knees became weak. My legs trembled. My center burned. My thighs moistened. I moaned softly in the kiss. My eyes closed and angels danced for me. Songs of love filled my mind. Heat flooded my body. We kissed and kissed and kissed.
I wanted to do more, I wanted to pull Maura closer to me. I wanted to rip off her dress. I wanted her to take me, control me, move me inside and out. I grabbed at the hem of Maura's dress desperately. I needed to feel her, I wanted her inside me. My urge for release drove me to the brink of my sanity. I was crazed and possessed, hungry for Maura's bare skin against mine. But Maura grabbed me around the waist, spun us both on the spot, and pushed me into the dresser. I cried out, shocked by her aggression. I grasped the edge of the antique oak dresser to steady myself. I forced my breath to remain calm. I shifted my legs and felt my wet thighs slide freely against each other. I pulled the towel around me tighter and whimpered softly. Maura took a step back and studied me. Her expression was stony, like ice. Her eyes burned some dark amber color like the embers of a campfire. Those eyes of hers, they captured me. They set my soul on fire and terrified me in turn. In that moment Maura was power, Maura was control, Maura was a goddess and I subservient to her will. Was there nothing this woman didn't see with those eyes? I shivered again. Then Maura smiled. Just barely a smile. Her lips, blood-red, turned up in the corners slightly making her look devilish and intense. She grabbed the glass of wine from the dresser.
"This wine is five years old. A gift from a French collector I met years ago in Paris. I think you'd enjoy Paris; I will take you and Angela there one day. Anyway this particular wine is called a Burgundy. Burgundy grapes only grow in one specific place in the world. They grow along the Saone River in France between Lyons and Dijon. Good Burgundy is rare and old. When the Romans conquered Gaul in 50 B.C. they discovered the grapes growing on the hillside of Cote d'Or. Since then those vineyards have become the favored of Kings, Dukes, Barons, monks of the middle ages, Popes and Presidents. For over two thousand years those vineyards have been nurtured and this wine has been perfected to what it is today." Maura said taking a sip of the wine.
She closed her eyes as she tasted, inhaled the scents of the glass and smiled. Her face was a mask of content and deepest delight. She sighed as she lowered the glass from her lips and handed it to me. I took it tentatively, staring into it curiously. Maura was talking about the wine like it was a living being she loved with all her heart. I stared at the dark liquid not knowing what to do with all the information Maura was pouring out to me. Maura stepped forward and pushed me against the dresser, kissing my neck softly as she wrapped her hands around my waist. I sighed. I was intoxicated already by the smell of Maura's apple scented shampoo. Her blond curls tickled my face and my skin was prickly with goosebumps.
"Taste it," Maura whispered in my ear.
I barely suppressed a moan from escaping my mouth. My breath was heavy and my heart pounded. Maura brushed my hair from my face as I took a sip of the wine. Flavor exploded in my mouth. I couldn't stop myself from smiling. Maura smiled with me, pleased by my expression of delight. She leaned in slowly and kissed my lips, the tenderest touch. Her lips tasted like heaven, like the wine of kings. I opened my mouth and savored the tongue that found mine. Our tongues began another waltz of passion and love. My eyes were still closed when Maura pulled away from the kiss. Our lips still touched and our breath was in rhythm like the beating of a drum. I was lost in some nirvana only the luckiest of souls had ever known. Maura nuzzled her lips against my ear again and whispered sweetly in that deep voice that made my skin flush and heat rise inside me.
"Red wine is an ancient aphrodisiac. A chemical compound in red wine called cresveratrol increases blood flow to the erogenous zones and the scents it gives off of leather, tobacco and earth open the body to sexual arousal." Maura whispered.
I felt her hands run up my body beneath my towel. I stuttered and whimpered. I bit my lip against the power of the desire to say so many dirty things. But I didn't want to taint this moment. Maura's fingers ran up my sides and my body squirmed beneath her touch. I felt her fingers brush my nipples and I moaned against her lips. She kissed me again and pulled the towel from my body letting it drop to the floor. I shivered from cold, or maybe arousal. But Maura wrapped her arms around me and pulled me into her warm body and her warm kiss. I forgot about my bruised face. I forgot about everything. I felt beautiful in Maura's arms.
I set the glass of wine on the dresser and tangled my fingers in Maura's hair. She was just slightly taller than me in the heels and I loved it. It felt like surrender, it felt like Maura was my king and I her blushing princess. A deep moan escaped Maura's mouth into mine and she ran her hands down my naked body and lifted me onto the dresser easily. I had no idea Maura was so strong, but I smiled, enraptured in her embrace. Maura spread my legs and stood between them never breaking our kiss. I felt a rush of juices escape me and moisten my thighs again. I ached and cried for release. The muscles of my core and thighs quivered beyond my control. I grasped at the hem of Maura's dress again but she grabbed my hands, brought them to her lips and kissed them.
"No no no little princess." She spoke softly against my fingers. "I'm going to take my time with you,"
I whimpered. She smiled. Maura stepped back and pulled me off the dresser and onto my unsteady feet. She let her eyes run over my body for long moments. I felt shy suddenly, naked to the scrutiny of Maura's burning eyes. I whimpered again and lowered my head hoping Maura didn't see me blush.
"You are exquisite sweetheart!" Maura said kissing my bruise several times to reassure me.
I smiled sheepishly. Maura grabbed the glass of wine on the dresser and handed it to me again. I sipped and sighed. Burgundy, the wine of Kings, was my life now.
"The wine of kings...I've come a long way for a whore." I chuckled.
I stopped laughing immediately when I saw the look on Maura's face. I was afraid for a moment. I was terrified of the stony, iron cold mask of fury that over took my girlfriend. I tried to apologize but Maura shook her head, took the glass of wine from my hand, set it aside, and wrapped me in her arms. Her body was warm, but her muscles were tense. I felt her mouth at my ear and a heavy sigh escaped her. I shivered as her warm breath blew across my ear. I felt my heart break and my eyes fall. I'd upset Maura, I knew I had. I always did when I reminded her of what I had been. Maura had changed my life so much; but I could never forget where I came from. I could never forget the darkness, the hole, the despair, the hopelessness of having to sell my body to feed my child. I loved Maura, I know I did; but shadows of my past still haunted me no matter how much light Maura shined on me.
"Jane, sweetheart. When are you going to stop hating yourself?" Maura whispered to me softly.
"What?" I was confused by the question. I didn't know what to say.
"When are you going to stop hating yourself?" Maura held me at arm's length and studied me.
There was a desperation in her eyes. I turned my head; I didn't want to see her look at me that way. I wanted to be beautiful, I wanted Maura to think I was beautiful. In the moment I was failing myself and failing my girlfriend. I hurriedly wiped tears from my eyes hoping Maura didn't notice them.
"I-I...I" I tried to find words to say, but I found none.
"Do you believe me when I tell you I love you?" Maura asked sincerely.
"Yes, Maura...I believe you."
"You're my little princess, you and Angela both..."
"...I'm not a princess!" I pouted.
Maura giggled. "You are to me, and you always will be. Now kiss me little princess and let me love you the way you deserve to be loved,"
Maura kissed me hard, wrapping her hands in my hair and letting me feel her body the way I wanted. I forgot about being a whore. I was kissing Dr. Maura Isles; I was the luckiest woman in the world. Maura gasped when I took her breasts in my hands. I smiled. Her breasts were my new favorite things on earth. I was encouraged by Maura letting me feel her up; I tried to slip my hand between her legs...but Maura pushed me back again. I growled and protested, Maura only smiled.
"Get dressed and meet me in the living room, I have something special for you." Maura said brushing my cheek with her thumb.
I pouted. Maura frowned.
"What's wrong?" she inquired.
"I don't want to wear Red Sox pajamas and boys cut cotton briefs!" I said honestly.
"Sweetheart you love those pajamas! I packed them special just for you." Maura whispered against my lips.
I frowned and turned my head.
"I want to be sexy like you," I said softly, sighing heavily.
Maura's smile was devilish and hungry.
"You're always sexy! But I have something you might like better." Maura pulled me to the bed and pushed me to sit. I did.
I brought my knees to my chest to cover my nakedness. I don't know why, I didn't feel ugly anymore. I just felt...shy. Like a virgin. Like I'd never been touched. Truth be told in some ways I was a virgin. I'd never slept with a woman. I'd certainly never been touched the way Maura touched me. It felt good, it felt sweet, it felt kind, if felt...good! No man ever made me feel this way. No man ever cared how I felt about myself or insisted on calling me his little princess or treated me anything like one at all! No man ever bothered to take the time to kiss me gently or explore my body beyond his penis inside of me pumping away for his pleasure.
Maura touched me like she loved me. She guided me, controlled me, manipulated my body and my senses in her hands and with her eyes and her smile and her gentle touches. But she was not overly aggressive, she was not selfish, she was not in a rush. She was savoring me. She was giving me time to savor her and experience so many things I never knew were possible. She was testing me, searching for my limits, studying my body, exploring the extent of my desire. Maura was wonderful; she was everything.
Maura pecked my lips before leaving the bedroom. I watched her go and my jaw dropped again. She was so beautiful. I could tell she wasn't wearing anything underneath the lacy black dress and her body was...lord have mercy on me! The way she walked in those crazy tall heels was nothing short of awe-inspiring. The sway of her hips and the swagger of her stride moved me to lust, desire, and wonder. I looked down at my own body when Maura cleared the room and flushed when I saw my nipples were hard, like little brown rocks. I covered them with my hands and smiled. Maura returned moments later carrying a red box with a silver bow on top. I giggled. Maura smiled and lowered herself to her knees in front of me. She pulled my legs down and around her sides and laid the box in my lap.
"Maura, no more presents!" I admonished playfully.
Maura found my hands and kissed my fingers again.
"This is for both of us little princess." she smiled.
Something about that smile was wicked and knowing. I pulled the lid from the box and my breath caught. I lifted a dark blue silk negligée from within and a pair of black heels just like Maura's from the box. Maura's eyes glowed with desire. My mind raced with possibilities.
"Do you like it?" Maura asked.
I gushed and giggled.
"Do you like it?" I asked curiously.
The look in Maura's eyes boiled my blood.
"Get dressed and meet me in the living room," was all she said before she disappeared from the room again.
I blushed as I stared at my reflection in the vanity. The blue negligée was perfect and the heels made me feel like a queen. I'd never cared for dressing up before, but in the moment I felt wonderful, beautiful! I choked down a wave of nervousness. I wanted to please Maura, I wanted her to think I was beautiful too. But I couldn't let my insecurities hold me back. I had to be confident, confident like Maura. I brushed my hands over the silk fabric covering my abdomen and smiled. I was beautiful. I caught Maura's reflection staring at me in the doorway. I spun and stuttered. Maura smiled.
"Come here sweetheart!" Maura said extending her hand to me.
I crossed the room as gracefully as I could and took Maura's hand. She kissed me again and my head swam. In the heels I was taller than her again, but I still felt like I was under her spell. I loved her so much. Maura led me to the living room and I gasped. The lights were out and the soft glow of many candles filled the room. The fire-place was roaring and the coffee table was scooted aside leaving a large open area. Dozens of soft looking pillows were laid out over an oriental rug. A small table with a huge tray of delicacies sat in the middle of the room for our delight. I smiled. Maura smiled with me as we sat and stretched out on the pillows. Soft classical music played in the background and I was in heaven again. Maura spread her legs and pulled me into her body so my back was leaning against her front. She kissed up and down my neck and cheek, massaging my shoulders and whispering softly in my ear from time to time. I closed my eyes against the assault on my senses. The pleasant warmth of the fire comforted me. My body swayed and pushed into Maura of its own accord. I couldn't stop smiling, I couldn't stop moaning, I could barely breathe. Maura scooted from behind me after a while and let me lay back against the pillows. I stretched and giggled. In that moment I really did feel like a princess. The room smelled like vanilla with a hint of lavender. It must have been the candles. Maura leaned down and kissed me deeply again before turning her attention to the tray of goodies.
"Did you know that certain foods also carry aphrodisiac properties?" Maura asked kissing my fingers as she picked up a slice of banana from the tray.
"No," I said simply.
I hadn't much breath to speak and eyes only for my girlfriend. I smiled when I thought of the word 'girlfriend' again. Maura was mine, and I was hers. I could not have been more in love. Maura brushed my lips lightly with her finger before she slipped the slice of banana between them. I smiled as I chewed.
"The potassium in bananas aids in the strengthening of muscle tissue allowing for more powerful muscle contractions during orgasm." Maura smiled as she watched me swallow the banana.
I giggled, "What!" I said incredulously.
Maura only kissed my fingers again. Maura fed me a piece of dark chocolate this time. It was delicious, rich and strong in flavor.
"Chocolate contains phenylethylamine, it releases endorphins associated with feelings of well being and excitement,"
I sighed when I swallowed. Next Maura fed me a piece of avocado.
"Avocado contains vitamin E which helps the brain release the hormones testosterone and progesterone that aid in clitoral swelling and vaginal lubrication," Maura smiled at me.
I burst out laughing almost choking on the avocado. Maura giggled with me.
"It's true," she insisted.
"Maura you make it sound like something out of a textbook. Clitoral swelling, vaginal lubrication...oh my goodness!" I exclaimed covering my face with my arm and sighing heavily.
I felt Maura's hand on my stomach, her fingers sliding over the silk of my new negligée. My muscles trembled with her touch. My hips swirled slightly. I knew my clitoris was swollen and my vagina was well lubricated, but it had nothing to do with the freaking avocado.
"Technically the characteristics of food and their various properties are textbook; but I don't mean to put you off. I want you to enjoy yourself and understand what your body in experiencing." Maura said simply.
I rolled my eyes under my arm.
"Maura, my body is experiencing many things right now. Things only you could make me feel. I am well aware of what you're doing to me!" I said sincerely.
I felt Maura's hand leave my stomach. I felt it again, only this time on the middle of my thigh. I gasped, she had the softest hands. But they were strong and capable. I squirmed and my hips swirled again. More juices escaped between my legs.
"Look at me Jane," Maura's voice was sincere but also commanding.
I lifted my arm from across my eyes and gazed up at Maura's face. Her eyes were still burning, the firelight made her skin glow. I was breathless for moments. But something in Maura's eyes spoke of pain and heartache. I sat up immediately and kissed her. I didn't want to see pain. I wanted to see only love and desire. I wanted to be beautiful for Maura. I wanted her to think only happy things in my arms. I wanted her to forget. To forget everything that made her sad. I wanted her to forget her past and her loneliness and her horrible mother and focus on me. I wanted her to see how much I cared, how much she meant to me, how much I adored her. I wanted her to love me like I loved her. I wanted everything, to give everything, to be everything she needed. I'd never say 'whore' again if it meant Maura would always smile; and call me her little princess.
"What's wrong Maura," I asked pulling away from the kiss and leaning my fore head against hers.
Maura didn't look into my eyes this time. Her gaze was distant and her eyes shined with tears. My heart broke. I brought both of my trembling hands to Maura's face and held her gently, stroking her cheeks with my thumbs.
"Baby, please don't cry. It hurts me so much when you cry! I'll never call myself a whore again; I'm not a whore...I'm yours...I'll always be yours! You're a queen and I'm your champion; I'll always stand by your side! Don't you know I love you, don't you know how happy you make me? Don't you know sweetheart...don't you know?" my voice cracked and a tear streamed down my face.
I pulled Maura to me and kissed her hard. I needed her to know, I needed her to understand, I needed her to believe that she was my everything. I felt Maura's hands on my wrist, holding me tightly. She pulled out of the kiss and tears were streaming down her face. I choked on a sob. I kissed as many tears as I could. Maura's body trembled, her eyes closed, she swallowed many times trying not to sob harder. I kissed the lump in her throat and kissed her lips again.
"Tell me Maura, you can tell me anything," I whispered against her lips, pressing our foreheads together again.
I saw Maura try to smile around the tears streaming down her face. I don't know how but I lifted Maura into my lap and cradled her against me, pushing her head to rest on my shoulder and kissing the bridge of her nose. Maura nuzzled her face into my neck and kissed me many times, the sweetest touch. I rocked her back and forth, running my hands over her back and spoke calming comforting words.
"Tell me baby," I pleaded again.
I was desperate to know. I had to know what was wrong so I could fix it. I'd do anything to fix it.
It was moments before Maura spoke, and when she did it was with a voice trembling and soft, barely above a whisper.
"I love you so much Jane." Maura gasped.
My heart melted. I held her tighter against me. I'd never let her go.
"You are all I've ever wanted. You make me feel like I'm dreaming sometimes; like you couldn't possibly be real, I couldn't possibly be this happy. Every morning when I wake up I panic because I think this has all been in my head; until I look over and see you sleeping right next to me. My heart stops. I touch you just to make sure you're really there. I lay across you because I don't want you to disappear. I just want to hold you all the time; I want to be with you and love you and never let you go. Jane, when you stood up to my mother, God you blew my mind! Everyone else looked terrified but you looked...gosh you look like a titan, like a queen. You looked like you wanted to rip my mother's eyes out and I was blown away. If I hadn't been so embarrassed I would have kissed you right then but..."Maura's voice trailed off.
"You don't have to worry about that, I was happy to do it...someone had too! Next time you'll do it yourself." I smiled kissing Maura's damp cheeks.
"No one has ever stood up for me like that before. No one challenges my mother but you did...and you did it for me! I want to thank you..."
"...You're welcome!" I giggled.
Maura smiled.
"I wanted to thank you for making me go back. I wanted to thank you for not running or leaving me and for helping me find my strength. You make me feel like I can do anything. You make me forget all the hurt and the pain. You make me better Jane Rizzolli. You complete me. You're what I've been missing and praying for my entire life. It's like the universe heard me cry every night and gift wrapped you just for me. I have to keep you safe, I have to protect you, I have to love you like crazy and never let you go. I don't ever want you to hurt again. I want to give you...I want to give you everything!" Maura said looking at me with teary desperate eyes.
I smiled.
"Baby you already have...and I want the same for you!"
Maura looked shocked for a moment, then she kissed me like she never had before. I went crazy kissing her back. I kissed everything I could get at in a frenzy. Maura straddled me. I ran my hands under her dress and cupped her bottom, pulling her into me. Maura wrapped her arms around my neck and moaned softly against my lips over and over again. I grew bolder. I ran my hands up her body and Maura raised her arms instinctively allowing me to pull the dress over her head and toss it behind me forgotten. Maura tried to kiss me again but I held her firm by the shoulders. Maura's eyes were low and burned with lust. Her pupils had turned a dark color I'd never seen before. I let my eyes linger on every part of Maura exposed to me. I gasped and sighed and shuddered. She was so beautiful...so beautiful! I wrapped my hand around Maura's sides just under her arm pits and pulled her to my lips. I kissed her shoulders, her neck, her collar bones, her chin, her cheeks, her lips, her breast, her nipples her ears.
"Janie!" Maura gasped when I pinched one of her nipples between two fingers.
I smiled and nipped at her trembling lips. I could get the hang of this! What the hell was I so worried about before? Maura was breaking before me. Her eyes were closed tight. Her hips swirled in my lap, her juices leaking onto my negligée. She arched her back every time I kissed her breast, or neck, or whispered in her ear how much I loved her. I felt her legs tremble around me. I was wrong before...this was heaven! Maura's naked body in my arms, bending for me, breaking for me, surrendering to me...this was heaven!
I felt Maura's nails digging into my shoulders but I gritted my teeth against the pain. I pulled her body closer and closed my lips around her hard pink nipple taking the whole thing in my mouth. Maura moaned my name again and scratched her nails across my shoulders as her back arched and her hips pushed against me. I felt my insides burn. My core released another flood of juices from within me. They poured out of me like a raging flood. My head swam, my vision blurred, all I could see was Maura's beautiful body. Maura moaned several more times before pushing me roughly against the pillows and covered my body with her own. I ran my hands up and down Maura's thighs and back. I loved the way her body moved on top of mine. I loved the way her hips locked me down. I loved the way her muscles rippled beneath her skin. I loved the way she kissed me so hard it took my breath away. I loved the feeling her breast against mine; her body covering me like a warm blanket. Maura reached for my hands and pulled them above my head pinning me down by my wrist. She looked down at me, her lazy bedroom eyes pierced me to my soul. I whimpered. I wanted more. I wanted everything. I didn't want to stop...I wanted everything!
"Not yet baby...let's finish our treats. I know you didn't get to eat all your cheeseburger and you need your strength." Maura cooed down at me.
I growled and rolled my eyes.
"Fuck food!" I blurted out before I could think better of it.
Maura smiled from ear to ear.
"Language my love," she scolded me arching an eye brow.
I growled again and tried to wiggle my way from beneath her but she held me firm, locking me down. I sighed as I realized there was nothing I could do. I was a slave to Maura's will in this position. I had no choice but to bend. My eyes ran down Maura's naked body. I smiled when I saw her hard nipple glistening with my saliva. I wanted it in my mouth again but I couldn't reach. I pouted and huffed. Maura only grinned at me wickedly. I got the feeling she was enjoying this immensely. I started to protest but the doorbell rang. I didn't even know this place had a doorbell. I cursed and pouted. It was almost one o'clock in the morning. Who the hell was at the door? Maura looked curious too.
"What the hell!" I protested angrily.
The last thing I wanted was company when I was already half way to nirvana. Maura rolled off of me and ran to the bedroom. I swore again and stood. I felt a foot taller in the heels. Maura ran back out of the bedroom wrapping a robe around her body and heading toward the door.
"Maura, Jesus...tell them to go away!" I hissed. I was so frustrated I wanted to kick something.
Maura smiled sympathetically over her shoulder at me before opening the door. I ran to the door behind her. I picked up a vase on the way. If there was a killer out there I'd knock him out quick before he could steal my girlfriend from me.
"Delivery for you Dr. Isles and for a Miss Jane Rizzolli!" a bell boy said handing Maura a bottle of wine with a bow stuck on it and a small box glittering with sparkly pink wrapping paper.
"Really?" I grouched over Maura's shoulder.
Maura looked back at me, noticed the vase in my hands and rolled her eyes.
"Jane...put that down, and take this to the living room and bring me my purse!" Maura said shoving the gifts in my free hand.
I pouted and huffed and did as she asked. I scowled at the bell boy before I turned away. His eyes were lingering around Maura's cleavage a bit to long for my comfort. I tossed the box and wine on the couch and snatched Maura's purse from the bedroom running back to her.
"Thank you Henry," Maura said, fishing a twenty from her purse and handing it to the boy who looked like it was Christmas morning.
"Thank you ma'am!" He said bowing his head. I was pretty sure his eyes were glued to the space between Maura's legs.
"Get out of here chump," I hissed, closing the door in his face and grumbling under my breath.
Maura fixed me with her most stern expression.
"That was rude Jane...he was only doing his job!" she scolded.
I pouted.
"What part of his job is staring at your tits?" I shot back.
Maura looked at me like I was crazy. Then her expression changed into something like patronizing disbelief. Her grin was infuriating.
"Are you jealous little princess," Maura cooed at me, wrapping me into a hug and kissing my neck again.
Half my fury melted away in Maura's embrace. It was hard to think of other things with Maura's lips on my neck.
"NO..." I wailed. "...yes!" I sighed.
Maura smiled and led me back to the living room. I followed still pouting. Maura pushed me back onto the pillows and stared down at me. She was still wearing those heels and her legs were so sexy in that short little bathrobe. Maura's eyes burned again. She put one foot next to me and the other heel she put right on the center of my chest pushing me back against the pillows.
"Jesus!" I thought as my breath caught in my chest.
Maura's smile was wicked and beautiful as she untied her bathrobe, shrugged it off her shoulders and let it fall to the floor.
"Oh my GOD!" I cried as my eyes were assaulted with her beauty.
There was nothing I couldn't see of Maura with her standing above me holding me down with her heel on my chest. Everything was on fire...every part of me! Maura's body was a work of art, the finest sculpture God ever created. If I didn't believe in God before I certainly did now...if for no other reason than to thank him for designing something so...exquisite! I noticed the area above Maura's vagina was decorated with soft, reddish blond, silky looking curls that were well-trimmed and beautiful. I wanted to nuzzle my face in them, I wanted to taste between her legs. I wanted to pull her down, flip her on her back, spread her legs, and find out all the ways I could make her scream my name. But Maura held me firm against the pillows with her heel. There was nothing I could do but stare, crave, dream, and wonder! Maura licked her blood-red lips seductively, teasing me, taunting me, captivating me. The smile on her lips was devilish.
"Don't worry baby...this is all yours!" She said running her fingers over her breast and down her stomach stopping just above the folds between her legs.
Maura circled her fingers through her amber curls before letting them slip between her slit. A breathy sigh escaped Maura's mouth. Her eye lids fluttered and closed. She moaned softly, music to my ears. Her body trembled and her hips circled slowly as she touched herself while her heel held me down. I watched Maura pleasure herself in awe. My jaw was hanging open, my center was burning. Every soft sigh and desperate moan that escaped Maura's mouth was driving me crazy. I wrapped my hand around Maura's calf and let out a moan of my own. Maura's hand was moving faster and faster between her legs. Her skin, glowing in the firelight, was covered with a sheen of perspiration. Her breath was heavy, the muscles in her face trembled. Her lips quivered. She called my name softly many times as her fingers worked between her legs.
I thought I was going to explode. Maura's entire body quivered and shook. I could hear the squishing sounds of Maura's fingers becoming drenched in her juices. The muscles in her neck and arms were taught, her veins engorged with burning blood and clearly visible beneath her pale white skin. I could tell Maura was close. She was shaking all over, her moans were growing louder and louder, the circling of her hips came faster and faster. The pressure of Maura's heel on my chest increased more and more. It was hard to breath, it was painful, it was beautiful...I fucking loved it!
"Janie...Janie..."Maura called my name in high-pitched desperate moans.
Maura was lost in the moment. Her hand was a blur between her legs. Her heel on my chest dug into my flesh, quivering with her building orgasm. Maura was in another world, where ever she was she was taking me with her. I'd never been so aroused. I'd never hurt so much between my legs. My body was screaming at my mind, my mind was raging with desire, my senses were so overloaded I thought they might all shut down in exhaustion. Maura drove herself further and further screaming my name louder and louder. I scratched my nails down the back of Maura's calf. Maura cried out for me.
"Maura...baby...cum for me sweetheart!" I gasped.
"JANIE!" with one long, loud, reverberating scream Maura threw back her head and I could see the flood of cum pour out of her and run down her thighs.
Maura was left standing breathless, legs trembling, eyes rolling in her head. I could have passed out. I stared up at Maura. I stared at my queen! My eyes were wide and my body trembled in amazement. I whimpered many times; my cum soaking my thighs made me squirm under Maura's heel. If I liked cigarettes I'd be smoking two at the same time. It was several long moments before Maura calmed enough to catch her breath and look down at me. Her eyes...God her eyes! Her lustful gaze burned me up. Her face was damp with sweat. Her skin was red and flushed and golden locks of her hair stuck to her damp face making her look wild and dangerous.
"Oh shit!" I wailed. Maura smiled.
She sighed heavily, as if in relief and pushed her wet fingers into her mouth. She sucked away her juices looking down at me in such a way that I could have passed out all over again. I tried to speak, but only stutters came out again. I slammed my head against the pillows beneath me and whimpered. Maura smiled as she removed her heel from my chest and sat on the couch crossing her legs and picking up the bottle of wine. I struggled to catch my breath before I sat and looked up at Maura through hazy unfocused eyes.
"Who is it from?" I asked curiously.
"Albert," Maura said arching an eyebrow at the wine.
"The box is for you," She said handing it to me.
I took it and tore off the ridiculous wrapping paper. Maura watched me open the box. We both stopped breathing when we saw what was inside.
"Get the fuck outta here!" I exclaimed.
I looked up a Maura, she was laughing hysterically. I blushed and put the lid back on the box.
"Oh my goodness!" I mumbled.
What was Albert thinking?
"Give it here baby!" Maura said pulling the box from my arms.
She opened it again and pulled out a tiny card and handed it to me. I started to toss the card away but Maura raised an eyebrow at me.
"It's a gift Jane...read the card!"
I huffed and opened the little envelope.
"Dearest Jane. Don't be scared...she loves you!" was all it said.
I stuffed the letter back in the envelope and shook my head.
"Jesus Albert, could you be any more over the top?" I thought.
Maura leaned over and kissed me. I smiled. She smiled. I loved her so much. Maura crawled back over to the table with the treats and I followed, happy to be away from the box. Maura slipped a slice of smoked salmon in my mouth. I smiled and chewed it happily.
"Salmon contains the vitamin Omega 3 that opens the blood vessels and allows for longer stronger orgasms." Maura educated me again.
I rolled my eyes.
"It's delicious," I said picking up a piece and feeding it to Maura.
We kissed in between each bite. Maura and I drank more wine and ate oysters, which I didn't particularly care for, but Maura insisted they were the ultimate aphrodisiac. I thought they tasted like snot. Maura almost choked when I told her that. We both fell over laughing and giggling. We ate pomegranate...which I'd also never had before. But it was delicious...despite the pesky seeds. I bit into my half wrong and red juice ran all down my chin and chest. Maura teased me and I pouted. But she pushed me down against the pillows and licked me from naval to lips. I can not even describe what that made me feel or think. There are no words to describe such a sensation. I just trembled and squirmed. Every muscle in by body was beyond my control. I moaned as cum escaped me again. Maura smiled and pulled me into a sitting position. She pulled at my negligée. I lifted my hips from the floor slightly so she could pull it over my head.
"My sexy little princess," Maura whispered against my lips as she pushed me down on the pillows again.
Maura propped herself up on her knees and pulled my leg over her shoulder. I moaned, breathless. Maura's eyes spoke of purpose. I shuddered. She kissed the inside of my leg at the knee.
"I love you Jane Rizzolli!" she sighed against my goose bump infested skin.
I tried to speak, but my voice came out as a whimper. Maura kissed me again and again, further and further up my leg. My hips swirled. My eyes closed, my back arched, my body ached. Maura lowered herself onto her stomach and continued her trail of kisses up my leg. I quivered and shook. I spoke half coherent words. I gasped and cried out when Maura's tongue ran through my slit.
"Maura!" I cried.
I wrapped my hands in her hair breathing rapidly and seeing colors behind my eye lids. Maura wrapped her arms around my hips and pulled me closer to her, spreading my legs and opening my body.
"Don't forget to breath," Maura whispered.
Maura's tongue slid through my slit again.
"Fuck!" I whimpered.
Maura didn't stop. She buried her face between my legs circling her tongue slowly around my clit. Heat burned me up. Lights exploded behind my eye lids, my body trembled violently, my core ached with yearning, my fingers tightened in Maura's hair. Maura only seemed encouraged by my reaction. She sucked my clit into her mouth and began flicking her tongue over my swollen sex in brisk methodic motions. I cried out, I gasped for air, I was falling. Falling deeper and deeper into an oblivion I never knew existed. My chest heaved, my heart pounded, my hips rocked my legs spread wider. I opened like a flower for my lover, my baby, my girlfriend, my everything. I moaned with each exhalation of my breath. Louder and louder my cries became. My face burned with the flow of my hot blood, my ears rang, my heart raced. Maura's tongue was a blur of motion across my swollen throbbing clit. I grabbed at the floor, my nails scratched at the rug. My toes curled in my heels, heavenly music played in my head. My body was gleaming with perspiration, my abdominal muscles contracted and released over and over again making my entire body shake. I cried out louder and louder, each moan growing in strength and intensity. Maura's tongue was heaven, earth, and everything in between. The heat was growing inside me. Every pore opened and begged for release.
Maura went at me like I was her life force. She held my hips firmly in her hands, her head moved with every motion my body made. The wilder my hips swayed the faster Maura's tongue circled my clit. The heat inside me was painful. Blood raced through my body like raging flood waters. Cum poured out of me in waves. I could hear the sloppy wet sucking sounds of Maura's mouth between my legs; it sounded like the voices of a thousand choirs. I thought I would die from it, I thought I would burn to cinders from within, I thought I would fall to pieces. Somewhere in my head someone was screaming. Maybe it was me. I had no control of any part of my body. Everything trembled. My legs shook and quivered on either side of Maura's face. Just when I thought I couldn't take it anymore, Maura pushed two fingers inside of me...deep inside of me. My back arched violently. Tears streamed down my face, explosions of light played behind my eyes, sweat poured from every pore of my skin. Maura didn't miss a beat. She repositioned her body to allow her fingers to penetrate me deeply without her tongue having to break stride. She laid her arm across my abdomen and pushed my hips down again. I knew I was screaming this time. I knew that crazed, hysterical, manic voice screaming for dear life was my own. I grabbed Maura's hair tightly again. She pushed her fingers so far inside me I could see stars.
"Oh GOD M-M-M-MAURA!" I cried.
My breath was deep, desperate, trembling. My legs shook like crazy. Maura fingers were driving into me, hard and fast, skilled and talented. It took no time for her to find the spot inside me that made my eyes cross and my back arch again. My hips bucked and swayed, I screamed and moaned and wailed. Words tumbled out of my mouth. I had no idea what I was saying. I had a feeling I was making no sense. Maura met every buck of my hips with a thrust of her fingers and the flick of her tongue.
"Jesus!" I cried when Maura's fingers curled deep inside me.
I thought I would explode when I felt another finger enter me and join the others in their vigorous dance of bliss. Tears poured from my eyes. I was close...close...close...so close...so close...
"...SO CLOSE...SOOO C-C-CLOSE!" I screamed.
I don't know what Maura did with her tongue, but everything went black for several moments. When I came to my self again I was on my stomach crying hysterically, writhing uncontrollably, screaming in ecstasy and pain. Cum was shooting out of me and pooling on the floor beneath me. I could hear nothing, nothing but the rush of blood in my ears and my own screaming. I was breathing so hard my lungs were burning and I thought I might black out again. What was this feeling? What was this ecstasy? What was happening to me? Where was I? Why was I crying? Why did I feel like I was on fire? Why couldn't my clit stop pulsing? Why couldn't my vagina stop leaking cum like an avalanche of pleasure. Where had I been all my life that I didn't know such things were possible? WHAT-THE-FUCK!
"OH...OH...OHHH...my G-G-GOD!" I found the breath to scream. I tried to crawl away but Maura caught me. She wrapped her hands around my hips again and lowered me to her hungry mouth. Maura was on her back now and I was on my hands and knees, trying to wiggle away from her...but Maura was not done with me yet.
"No...Maura NO please...I can't do this anymore! I can't take it...PLEASE Maura don't do this to me!" I wailed in a high-pitched desperate voice.
I started crying all the more when I felt Maura's tongue attack me again. My body rose to an erect position. I was straddling Maura's face on my knees. I grabbed my thighs as my hips made slow circles around Maura's tongue. It was involuntary. It was beyond me. My body was out of my control. It reacted only to the pleasure Maura gave me. My thoughts of running and crawling under the bed to hide were far...far away.
I cried Maura's name as her tongue lapped at me again. I moved my hips in expert rhythm in sync with the work of Maura's mouth. I didn't fight it anymore, I didn't even try. I didn't want to...this is what I wanted. I wanted Maura, I wanted her tongue between my legs making me curse, and cry and break into pieces. I arched my back, ran my hands through my hair, sighed and gasped, and bounced on my knees my hips gathering speed in their circling bucking motion over Maura's hungry mouth. I said many dirty things as I rode Maura to ecstasy. Wave after wave of cum escaped me. Maura didn't seem to mind at all. Maura met every swirl of my hips with her skilled, talented tongue. She moaned and hummed over my clit pushing me, controlling me, driving me beyond myself.
I thought I could reach out and touch the hand of God! It took half the time as before for Maura to send me over the edge. I exploded again, cum poured out of me. I screamed and cried in my release. I fell forward and curled into a fetal position crying and sobbing and wailing. I couldn't get control of myself. My body trembled, my heart fluttered, my core just couldn't seem to stop pouring cum. I thought I would be lost forever and never regain my senses. I was helpless. I'd been stripped down, conquered, pushed, controlled, driven to a place far beyond the realm of understanding. I'd seen things to beautiful to express. I'd felt things to wonderful to describe. I was drowning, flying, running, jumping, falling, dying, living, living, living, living! I was everything and more all at once. It was to much to feel, it was to much to take in, it was to much...to much! I covered my face with my hands and sobbed desperately. I could barely breathe. I couldn't see a thing. I was no where and everywhere at once. I felt Maura wrap her arms around me and pull me against her, cradling me, loving me, comforting me.
"It's OK baby girl! Take big breaths...deep breaths; come on sweetheart...deep breaths." Maura whispered as she kissed the back of my neck softly. I tried to do as she said, but it was just so hard.
"Come on little princess. It's OK...I've got you! I'm not going to leave you...I've got you...deep breaths...deep breaths...there you go angel...deep breaths." Maura said softly as she rocked me in her arms.
It was many long minutes before I was calm enough to see straight again and stop trembling finally. Maura held me tightly in her arms. I looked at the clock above the fireplace. It was almost two forty-five a.m. I was shocked. I'd been in heaven for over an hour. I rolled over and faced Maura. She was sweaty and her cheeks were flushed from exertion. I knew my eyes were wide and disbelieving.
"You...you did that for like an hour and a half!" I exclaimed.
Maura smiled brightly. She looked extremely proud of herself. She cradled my face in her hand and kissed gently. I could taste myself on her lips. I cried in her embrace. I was still tingling all over and slightly out of breath, but I let Maura kiss me as hard and as long as she wanted. She deserved it. She was a freaking titan...my titan! When Maura finally pulled out of the kiss I smiled at her shyly. She brushed my lips with her thumb.
"Are you better now?" Maura asked me softly. Something like concern shown on her face.
I lowered my eyes embarrassed a little. I felt my cheeks flush.
"Was I very loud?" I whispered.
Maura's smile was as bright as the sun.
"It's OK...I can still hear...barely." Maura laughed.
I pinched her and tried to roll away but Maura wrapped her arms around me and held me firmly in her arms.
"I love you little princess." Maura smiled.
"I love you too baby!"
We kissed again and talked about everything on our minds. Maura talked about her family, I talked about mine. We shared more wine and ate more delicious food...I stayed away from the oysters.
"Are you still going to leave for Boston today?" I asked sadly at one point.
Maura's face became pained. I could tell she was thinking of what to say. Then she smiled, even though I knew it hurt her to do so for some reason. What was she not telling me? I knew there was something she was not telling me!
"I guess it can wait little princess. I do want to be there to bring Angela home tomorrow! I'll go next week before the Hamptons." she said softly.
"The Hamptons?" I repeated curiously.
Maura looked shocked and then embarrassed.
"I-I forgot to mention my mother invited us to stay with her in my family's home in the Hamptons next weekend. I wont go if you don't want to." She said uncertainly.
I was floored. So Constance Isles was extending an olive branch. I wanted to say no...I still hated that woman. But I wanted Maura whole, I wanted her happy, I wanted her healed. I'd never get that if she didn't mend her broken relationship with her evil cunt faced mother. Still...I didn't want to freaking go.
"Why don't you go...I'll stay home and take care of Consuela and Angela." I said hopefully.
"No Jane! I won't go without you." Maura said boldly.
Her tone denoted there would be no point arguing. I sighed and rolled my eyes.
"When did all this happen...the invite to the Hamptons?"
"Last night, after we got back from...you know...after we got back!"
I sighed and grumbled. Maybe Constance did hear me. That was good. Maybe I'd not have to rip out her throat after all. Still...I wanted Maura to be happy, but being out of town with Constance seemed like a long stretch.
"Do you want to go, Maura?" I asked looking deep into my girlfriends eyes.
I saw something there that looked like yearning and hope, but there was also doubt.
"I don't know...I don't get to see her very often." Maura said sadly.
I gritted my teeth and spoke the most difficult words I'd said in a long time.
"Then we will go...it will be...fun!" I almost choked on the word 'fun'.
Maura's eyes lit up in excitement and childlike happiness. She kissed me hard. I kissed her back. I'd do anything for her...I loved her. Maura seemed to have recovered her senses and her energy. She stood and pulled me to my feet.
"Let's go to the bedroom!" Maura smiled at me devilishly.
"Are you tired baby?" I joked.
I sure as hell was exhausted.
Maura only grinned at me. She grabbed the box with the gift Albert sent me and winked. My heart stopped in my chest.
"Oh God!" I thought.
"I'm not done with you yet little princess," Maura said taking my hand and leading me to the bedroom.
My heart was racing a mile a minute.
A/N: What's in the box? Let me know what you think? Please review...this chapter was so much fun to write. There will be much more smut next chapter!
