The cool water poured down over her tan skin, but Jane still felt hot. The images of her dream ran through her head and she smiled as the water sprayed over her face. She liked the thought of marrying Maura. With every other person she'd ever dated it made her scared; like "scared" scared, not "nervous" scared. She didn't want it with them. She'd always had her own dream for her wedding, but she'd never imagined who the person beside her would be, but back when she was sharing her idea with Maura, it gave her a buzz inside to know that she'd be there. Now it made sense to her why; Maura was the other person. She'd screwed around with all of those worthless men trying to find her Prince Charming, not even realising that her prince was a princess; a queen.
Another wave of joy flooded her mind, and her body as well, and she was so distracted that she didn't even hear Maura enter the bathroom. The sound of Maura tossing her bra onto the vanity broke her trance and she stuck her head out of the shower. "Hey," she said with a smile.
"Hey," returned the blonde, a smile spreading itself across her face.
"You took your time."
"Sorry, Detective. I couldn't calm myself down enough to make the phone call for dinner."
"What got you so hyped up?"
"You, silly," Maura whispered as she opened the door wider for her to squeeze into the shower as well. "Jesus, Jane! The water's cold."
"I was a little hyped up as well," Jane admitted with a cheeky smile, moving closer to the doctor.
"Jane, dinner will be here in less than half an hour, so no fooling around."
"Buzzkill."
"I am not a buzzkill. Now wash my back." Maura picked up the sponge and lathered it in her fruity body wash and handed it to Jane. She turned around and pulled her damp hair over her shoulder for Jane and leaned her forearms up against the cool tiles. Jane rubbed in large circles all over Maura's back, occasionally holding the sponge above the shorter woman's shoulders and squeezing it, marvelling in how the soapy water danced gracefully over Maura's back, then slipping between her ass cheeks.
It was quickly becoming too much for the brunette.
Jane washed away the soap from Maura's back to make sure she'd removed the drawing and then lathered her all up again, bringing the sponge around her sides to lather up her front as well. "Jane..." Maura warned, but Jane ignored it, lathering up her own front before dropping the sponge and pressing their bodies together.
She let her hands roam around to Maura's full breasts as she began nibbling at the side of her lover's neck. She massaged Maura's firm bosom in her hands, running her fingertips over her hardened nipples. Jane felt the blonde moan at the touch and, knowing that they were on a time schedule, moved her left hand south. She traced around Maura's belly button before slipping into her soapy sex.
Maura arched her back; Jane's right hand getting pressed between the tiles and Maura's breast. "Oh, Jane," she whimpered. She suddenly turned to face the sly detective, enjoying the gentle touch of Jane's hand between her legs. Jane's hand reattached itself to Maura's breast and pinched her shiny wet nipple between her fingers. Maura reached out to the walls as she moaned, needing to brace herself. One hand hit the cold tiles, and her fingertips played in between each separate tile against the mortar, while the other pressed against the glass of the door, which was steaming up quickly despite the still running cold water, creating a rather Titanic like scene.
Jane dipped her fingers further into Maura's wet heat, enjoying the stark difference between it and the cold water cascading over their bodies. She leant forward, letting her hand go from Maura's breast to wrap around her waist, burying her head into Maura's neck. Jane straddled Maura's leg, bringing their bodies flush together; using her hip as leverage as she slipped two fingers inside the blonde. Maura's head lolled forward, resting in the nook of Jane's neck as the pleasure overtook her body.
The brunette's long fingers curled inside Maura's body, beckoning her to come for her. She used her other hand to squeeze the flesh of Maura's waist as her own hips began rocking against the thigh between her legs.
The sounds of moans, whimpers, and the slick wetness of their cores soon drowned out the lashing of water that was still raining down. Jane thought she heard a knock at the front door downstairs, but she was not going to pull away from Maura; not when they were both so close. She bit down onto Maura's pulse point, feeling her tummy tingle in that way. She bent her knees and came back up again, extending the amount of flesh that her sex was rubbing up against.
Maura's hand came from the glass and latched onto Jane's shoulder as she felt the wave of her orgasm approach. She cried out as it finally hit her. It jolted through her body like she was being electrocuted; her hops rocking forward with more force, trying to hold onto it for as long as possible. When she'd calmed, she noticed Jane still rocking against her thigh, so she slipped her hand between them and rubbed vigorously over Jane's clit. She kissed and bit Jane's neck, begging her to come.
Suddenly, she heard a voice echo up the stairs and pushed away from Jane. The detective noticed it too, and promptly stepped out of the shower, grabbed a towel, and marched her dripping self down to the source of the yelling.
"Ma!" Jane growled as she entered the kitchen, the towel wrapped around her body and her hair dripping down her back.
"Jane, I..." she stopped as she turned around to see her very wet, very flushed daughter glaring at her. "What have you been doing?" she asked, a slight lilt in her voice, knowing exactly what she had been doing, or rather 'who'.
"Never you mind. What do you want?"
"Did you order Chinese food?"
"Yes."
"Well, you could at least wait until it was delivered before doing... whatever it was you were doing." She said the last words in her 'clueless' voice, trying to act like she really didn't know what Jane had been up to.
"We were going to be down here, but we got distracted."
"'We', huh?"
"Shut up, Ma!" Just then, Maura appeared in the doorway, wearing much the same as Jane was, which Angela immediately noticed, trying to hide her smile.
"Maura."
"Angela."
"Ma!"
"What?" she asked with a slight chuckle.
"Here's what you do: you collect the Chinese food, put it in the oven to stay warm and leave a note, then leave. Got it?"
"Mmmhmm. And what should I say in the note; 'have fun eating out with your girlfriend'?"
"MA!" Angela simply turned and left, a huge grin plastered across her face.
"Oh. My. God." Jane grumbled as she placed the food in the oven and turned to a giggling Maura. "This is not funny."
"Yes it is, Jane." The brunette took a deep breath to calm herself before moving over to Maura. "Now, shall we continue?" Maura whispered, pointing upstairs.
Jane gave one of her side smiles as she whispered, "yes, dear." Maura slipped her hand into Jane's and led her upstairs. They walked back into Maura's bedroom to head to the bathroom, but Jane couldn't wait to see Maura's naked body again, so she dropped her own towel and tugged at the doctor's, who let it slip down her body as she walked. Jane stepped over the discarded towel and followed Maura into the bathroom.
She turned and began leading once Maura had closed the door. She pulled the blonde into the shower with her and turned the tap back on. Both jumped out of the cold water, so Maura frantically turned the hot tap on until the water was warm. They giggled as they stepped back under the spray, Maura's arms wrapping around Jane's waist and Jane's around Maura's neck as they melted into another kiss.
Maura tugged on Jane's bottom lip with her teeth, darting back up to slip her tongue into the brunette's waiting mouth. Jane's left hand wound itself into Maura's hair whilst her right arm slipped over Maura's shoulder to press her body towards her own. The doctor's hands kneaded the flesh of Jane's hips, occasionally running up the length of her torso, giving the detective shivers. Maura dropped her right hand down between the two of them and slipped in between Jane's thighs.
She bent her knees to place kisses across Jane's chest as her free hand moved to Jane's ass. She pulled the cheeks apart, digging her fingernails into the skin beneath. She dropped her hand again as she got down onto her knees, pulling at Jane's thigh for her to open her legs. Jane moaned as Maura kissed her tummy, and leant up to kiss the underside of Jane's breasts once she had spread her legs.
Maura swiped her thumb through Jane's lips and wiggled it quickly over her clit before reaching up to cup a breast. She placed one last kiss to Jane's tummy, just blow her naval, just as she had done to Maura the first time they were about to have a shower together. She wrapped her arm around Jane's thigh as she leaned into Jane's core. Her scent made it all the more hard to take this slowly, so she just gave in, pressing her lips firmly to Jane's. She darted her tongue out, running it through the length of Jane's slit. She lapped up Jane's wetness, squeezing her breast as she did so.
Jane whimpered as Maura drove her wild, her hands holding onto Maura's head to keep her in place. She rocked her hips gently towards Maura, but the longer they went on, the more intense her movements became. She slowly began to slide down the wall, her legs failing her, and soon she was sitting on the tiled floor, her knees bent, and Maura bent over with her head between Jane's thighs.
Jane reached out to the walls just as Maura had, but her hands soon rested on the ground, pushing her hips up into Maura's mouth as her orgasm came strong and hard. She tried to cry out, but instead she groaned in pleasure as her head lolled back and rested against the wall. Maura sat up and rested her hands on Jane's knees, a smile spread across her face. It wasn't the only thing spread across her face.
Jane reached over and rubbed her thumb around Maura's mouth, wiping away the evidence of her orgasm. She brought her thumb up to her mouth and licked it, smiling at the sweet taste. "Hey," Maura whined as she leaned forward to kiss Jane. "I want some," she begged before kissing Jane, slipping her tongue in to taste her.
"You just had some," Jane said in between kisses.
"You know what else I want?"
"Me?"
"All the time, but I really want to eat Chinese food... in bed!"
"Maura, are you ill?"
"No. Why?"
"What if we spilt it?"
"Oh," Maura grumbled, pulling a face. Jane smiled at Maura's funny face and pulled her in for another kiss before standing up to wash herself, letting Maura rest against the wall.
"You get some pillows and meet me downstairs. We'll throw them around with some blankets in front of the T.V to watch some more Disney."
"Ok," Maura practically squeaked. Jane helped her stand up, holding onto her for a few more perfect seconds, pressing a kiss to her love's forehead, then left to set up dinner.