After dinner had been eaten, the day's activities shared and the dishes were done, the four ladies sat down to watch some television. Susie had planned to go home, but she was more than happy to stay and spend time with her friends. There wasn't much on, but all seemed relatively happy to just watch random shows and flick through the channels. When the clock read 8:00, Susie excused herself, stating that she'd better get some sleep if she were to be busy testing all day tomorrow. Jane thanked her and Maura waved her goodbye from the couch; her ribs aching just a little too much for her to bound up and move easily around the room.
Angela walked her to the door and thanked her for watching Maura while she went to Jane's and then waved as Susie drove off home. "What do you want to watch now?" Jane asked as the program they had been watching finished. Maura shrugged and instead snuggled further into Jane's side as Angela came back over.
"I'm sure there's something on, but I'm feeling a little tired, so I'm going to go and read for a bit. Night girls," she said as she bent to kiss the top of Jane's head and pat Maura's shoulder.
"Night, Ma," Jane called after her.
"Night, Angela," Maura followed. Jane watched her mother leave with her eyes poking just over the back of the couch and then spun around to face Maura when the door closed.
"Can you brush my hair?"
"What?" Maura asked, totally confused.
"I was brushing my hair back at my place and I was remembering all the times you did it for me, and it was so nice, but then Ma interrupted me and I didn't get to finish, so could you brush my hair please?"
"You're strange, Jane."
"Is that a yes?"
"Go and get my brush," Maura sighed, feeling like she was dealing with a hyperactive 6 year old. Jane jumped off the couch, clapping her hands excitedly and skipped all the way out of the room. Maura sat herself up, wincing slightly, and pulled some pillows behind her to make sitting up a little easier, before dropping one onto the floor for Jane to sit on. Jane came back not a minute later, still skipping and grinning like a child with too much sugar in their system.
"Where do you want me to sit?"
"Right here," Maura said pointing between her knees.
"Okay," Jane said as she handed Maura the brush and sat down on the pillow provided. She crossed her legs and sat up straight, loving the feeling of Maura's thighs by her ears. It made her feel safe in an odd, sexy kind of way. She reached up around the outsides of Maura's legs and squeezed, before running her hands down to the blonde's ankles and back up.
It was such a soothing sensation to be caressed in long strokes that Maura could feel her eyes drifting shut. "Stop it, Jane. Otherwise I'll fall asleep and you're hair won't get brushed." Jane let her hands rest back in her lap as Maura pulled the brush along the right side of Jane's head and down to the tips. Jane's eyes fluttered shut as her scalp tingled with pleasure. She let out a breathy moan as Maura brought the brush through her hair again, this time on the left hand side.
"How do you not find any knots?" Jane wondered out loud, making Maura chuckle.
"I'm magic," she whispered.
"And I'm falling under your spell." Maura smiled again as she held Jane's head in her hands, the brush gliding through again and again. Jane's hair was soon smoother than it had been in months, but Maura kept brushing, the rhythm too hypnotising for either to want it to end. Jane began her ministrations on the blonde's legs again, sliding her hands underneath Maura's pant legs and up to the soft skin behind her knees.
Maura opened her eyes as Jane tickled there, and noticed that she had gradually slouched and bent over so that her face was nearer to the brunette's neck. She dropped the brush to Jane's side and gathered up the mass of hair before dipping underneath it to kiss Jane's neck. She sucked on her neck as if she were a vampire and then dipped one hand to claw at Jane's side. The detective moaned and arched her back, giving Maura room to slide down behind her.
Jane pulled Maura's legs around her waist, at the same time bringing the blonde's core flush against her back. Maura gripped Jane's neck with her teeth and left hand then let it move over her shoulder and down to her breasts which were rising and falling faster and faster. Jane slid herself down further as she brought her feet up to kick the coffee table away. The force of her pushing caused her back to rub against Maura, making her moan and thrust against Jane's back.
She gave up with trying to massage Jane's bust and brought her hands back to pull up the detective's shirt. She unclasped Jane's bra as well and tossed it aside before reaching around to massage and pinch Jane's aroused breasts. Jane moaned and threw her head back, flicking her hair over Maura's shoulder except for the few stands that were sticking to her sweaty forehead.
Maura bit on the brunette's shoulder, then her neck, and then her ear lobe. She ground her hips into Jane's back in time with her squeezes of the detective's breasts, despite the slight pinching in her ribs. "Pull off your shorts," Maura whispered heavily, then slipped her hands down to the waistband of Jane's shorts and started pushing. Jane rocked on her bottom so that she could pull the remainder of her clothes off and then found Maura pushing her forward to lie down.
She lay face down on the carpet and felt Maura straddle her left thigh as she pulled off her shirt. Maura hissed in pain as she brought her hands above her head, perhaps a little too quickly, but that wasn't about to stop her. She threw herself back down on top of Jane; the need for their skins to touch almost too much to bear. Jane hurriedly pulled her hair back over her shoulder before Maura could latch her lips back onto it.
Jane clung to the carpet beneath her as her painfully taught nipples ached to be touched. She arched her back upwards like a cat until Maura's hands slipped underneath her and the warmth of the blonde's palms met Jane's nipples. Maura continued to massage Jane's right breast as she slipped her left hand down between Jane's legs. The brunette instinctively spread her legs, bringing one knee up, as Maura ran her fingers along her wet core.
The blonde could hear Jane's wetness, let alone feel it, and it was driving her crazy. She bit her lip as she eased one finger through the warm moisture and then gingerly slid it inside. Jane released a sigh, closing her eyes as she felt Maura fill her. The gentle rhythm that they built of thrusting and kissing grew longer and more intense until Jane was a writhing mess on the floor with Maura hovering over her, bringing her that little bit closer to her much needed and wanted climax.
Jane could feel Maura's weight melt down on her once she came; her neck warming up from the blonde's heavy breathing. Jane soon needed to roll over, her tummy itching from the sweat meeting Maura's living room carpet, so she reached her hand around to touch Maura's thigh. Maura rolled off her and sighed as she stretched out on her bare back. Jane sat up and wiped the hair from her face, before moving around so that she was sitting in between Maura's outstretched legs.
"Comfy?" she asked as she began removing Maura's sweatpants. Maura tilted her head so that she could see Jane and nodded. "Good," Jane stated as she tossed the doctor's pants behind her. "Because if you lift your hips or your shoulders off the floor, I stop and wait, then I start again." Maura smiled devilishly, before she agreed to the game rules with a simple, "ok." Jane crawled over Maura's body and grabbed her wrists, before bringing them over the blonde's head and pushing them down, essentially pinning her there. "Is this okay?" Jane whispered, knowing that it may cause some aspect of trauma in Maura's mind.
"I'm okay, Jane," she whispered back, earning an honest and loving kiss on the forehead. Jane sat back between Maura's legs and ran her finger nails up the outsides, then insides of them. Maura could feel the goose bumps rise in Jane's wake, and she so very much wanted to raise her hips, but Jane had said no, so she didn't. She just had to endure the torture. Jane bent over and softly kissed the inside of Maura's thigh on one side, then again on the other. Kisses were deposited in many a tender spot of Maura's body before she deftly raised her hips, causing Jane to stop.
She sat back up and waited until Maura had calmed, before she re-traced her steps up the doctor's body and over to her nipples. She licked and bit at them until they were red, and Maura was whimpering for Jane to kiss them, but of course, she didn't. She pulled away entirely and began kissing Maura's hands, her breasts dipping into Maura's face. "Uh-uh," she said, coming back down to Maura's mouth. "No kissing."
Maura smiled through her painful arousal and bit her lips together. Jane went back to kissing Maura's hands, taking each finger into her mouth and then licking the soft skin of her forearm until she came to Maura's neck. She breathed hot air onto it and kissed around her jaw, then down to her chest. She kissed softly between the blonde's beautiful breasts then took each nipple into her mouth where she sucked and licked them, with the occasional nibble.
She let them out of her mouth by her teeth; a harder than usual bite at the tip causing Maura to moan, and then kissed her way down to the pool of Maura's arousal. Jane took in a deep breath of it, proud that she had caused it, then kissed either side of her core. Maura had the urge to sit up and force Jane's mouth to her clit, but she knew the rules. She tightened her stomach muscles and groaned; shutting her eyes so tightly a tear ran down her cheek, before Jane finally pressed her lips to it.
Jane slowly ran her tongue out and licked up Maura's slit, her wetness coating the inside of Jane's mouth in the most delicious way. Maura could not hold in the moans of pleasure that were boiling up inside of her, and so she let them out, louder than she had thought they would be, but it only spurred Jane on more, for which the blonde was immensely happy.
Jane slipped two fingers inside Maura and thrust as she licked and nibbled at her clit. Maura wanted so badly to buck her hips up into Jane's mouth, but the rules! She slapped one hand to her forehead and began pulling at her hair, the adrenaline and other hormones, for which she could not care less, wreaking havoc on her body. Jane brought herself up, her left hand still slamming into Maura, and kissed her girlfriend hungrily on the lips. The need for air soon became another issue, so she pulled away and sank down to Maura's side, beside her breast where she kissed and buried her face until Maura's cries of joy and her love for Jane echoed through the empty house.
Something told Jane that her mother wouldn't be able to read too well at the moment, but she didn't care. "Jane," Maura called. "Can I hold you?" Jane pulled herself up where she could kiss Maura again; the blonde's arms and legs wrapping around Jane's exhausted body and moulding the two together. "My god, I love you," she sighed, as one hand came to brush the sweat from her brow.
"I love you too," Jane said, just as breathlessly, before resting her head against Maura's shoulder and closing her eyes. For a long while they just lay there, encased in each other's love and limbs before Maura spoke.
"That was the best game ever."
"I thought so."