Chapter 5
Jane set up dinner, still feeling guilty about the race and being the cause of Maura's boo boo. Maura was applying ice to her chin every 20 minutes, while sitting crossed legged, pretzel style, on her checkered blanket.
While rubbing her hands together, Jane perused the elegant packed wicker basket that Maura brought.
"Ok, so I see the wine, do you need that now or later? Maybe it'll numb the pain. Oh! Hey, now...you packed sandwiches?!"
"Open the wine, let it breathe. Yes, I made tofu sandwiches, brought carrots and celery sticks for snacking as well as apples. We can have the cheese later with more wine. They're cut into darling little bite sized cubes."
Jane curled up her lip in disgust. "Tofu? I should have known. I'm gonna catch ma and Ron, get me some burgers!"
Jane was about to get up, Maura reached out to stop her.
"Jane, I made ham and cheese with lettuce and tomatoes for you."
Jane sat back down. "Now that's what I'm talking about! Thanks Maura. I still may want a burger...later."
"Who am I to stop you? I'm sure you're just as hungry after all that cardio."
Jane dove into the sandwich. With a mouthful, she replied, "I'm sure you are too...cause of cardio. Here let me set you up."
On a paper plate Jane plated Maura's tofu sandwich and set some sticks of carrots and celery on there as well. Poured a little wine in a red solo cup and presented it to Maura.
"Here, bon appetite!"
"Thank you. I do have wine glasses in there to preserve the flavor...but this will do nicely. Thank you, once again, Jane."
"You're welcome Maur," Jane sweetly responded.
The two best friends ate while enjoying each other's company. They shared a few more laughs as they recounted the events from the afternoon, watching families pass them by, taking in the warmth of the summer sun, drinking and eating.
Jane was first to finish and reclined on her back, putting her arms behind her head, while letting out a deep sigh.
"That was delicious. I'm gonna snooze a bit, could you wake me in a half 'n hour? Gotta sleep off the booze...wanna be in stelar shape for later. That means you too...little lady! Don't go sauce'n it up while I'm asleep, knowing how you like your wine, I won't be able to cut you off," Jane mentioned with a killer Rizzoli smirk.
"Jane, I'm not some wine-o or booze hound. I'm a little offended...and I can hold my own!"
Jane peeked one eye opened as she was now in a resting state and glanced towards Maura.
"Yeah, sure you can." Jane put her Red Sox baseball hat over her face so she wouldn't get too much sun.
Maura tossed an ice cube, she retrieved from the cooler at Jane and it landed on the hollow of Jane's neck.
The cold sting was felt instantaneously, as it began melting and slid down under the front of her tee shirt dripping in between her breasts as she sprung up.
"MAURA! HEY!"
Maura was in a fit of laughter.
"YOU PEGGED ME IN MY THROAT!"
Calming down Maura yelled back softly, "I did not! It was only your suprasternal notch and it has already melted, relax."
"YEAH, DOWN MY BOOBS!"
Giggles erupted between both women, as the playfulness brought a certain comfort to them.
"Ok...ok...ok, rest Jane. I'll wake you in thirty minutes...if I remember," Maura snorted a chuckle.
In a see saw tone Jane said, "Maura...I'm counting on you! And I heard that! 30 minutes!"
Still in a playful mood, Maura slurred back, "Ok...3...oh...third...tee...min-ute-s."
"You're not buzzed...are you? Already?! Give me that cup. That's enough, you're so cut off. Here, rest with me. You gotta sleep it off, Isles! I'm gonna set the alarm on my phone," Jane proceeded to program her phone.
"Remember...thirty minutes Jane," Maura slurred out again.
"How is it that you managed to drink more than me? Did you pour more in your cup when I first laid down...you did...didn't you?! Come over here...lay down."
Jane moved over a tad so Maura could lay beside her. Jane laid once again with her arms supporting her head, while Maura took solace in Jane's arm, which was bent at the elbow.
Maura looked up at Jane, Jane glanced down at Maura, eyes locking, Maura asked in a whispered tone, "Do you mind?"
Jane smiled and answered, "Not at all."
Stomachs full, semi liquored haze and flirtatious banter behind them, both women dozed off.
Angela walked over and saw the two girls, her girls, resting and ever so gently placed two Red Sox hats over their faces to protect them from the summer sun. Jane always had a spare hat in her overnight bag. Shaking her head and always the mother, Angela thought to herself, they should have set up the tent. This is looking more and more like a date, good for them! Hopefully, they'll figure it out by the end of the night!
Yep, Angela was opened minded and adored Maura. She knew Maura wasn't shallow and had a huge, giving heart. The problem was her own daughter. Jane was slow and stubborn when it came to these kinds of things. Angela found it difficult to get around that sometimes, and feared that others didn't have the patience for her daughter. But if Maura could break those walls that a soldier or two F.B.I. agents couldn't and commit too...then so be it.
Heavy breaths were heard and felt upon Jane's ear, tickling her senses in gear. Panting, as if a buildup of much needed release was on the precipice. Then, the moan of her name, being sung like a chorus to a passionate love song, Jane...Jane...Jane! Jane's eyes fluttered open to find Maura on top of her, rocking. Both, were fully clothed, Maura's thigh was in between Jane's legs with Jane's knee applying pressure to Maura's core.
Jane's vision became stronger, now awake and focused on Maura's long honey blond hair floating back and forth with each wave of movement. It was like the excitement of the tide rushing in. That sound of the water gathering, building, rolling with such strength and force creating that powerful wave to crest then glide to a thunderous crash of cool water as the froth spills out over your toes, sinking your feet into the sand.
Maura's eyes were closed and reveling the moment. Jane's hands traveled slowly up Maura's skin tight jeans...wait jeans...when was Maura wearing jeans? Who cares, this feels sooo damn good! So, up went her hands over yoga toned curves of Maura's thighs and waist...so tight...fuck, soooo damn...Jane...Jane, again with the chorus from Maura's lips, which now graced over the shell of her ear, then down to suck on the gentle flesh of her ear lobe.
Jane closed her eyes briefly, taking a mental snapshot of this ultimate feeling, then opened them only to be welcomed by Maura's ample cleavage, peeking out from her button-down hunter green silk blouse...wait blouse...when did she put this on?
Jane's inner monologue responded only to say, fuck it! Jane, who cares, this is so fucking amazing!
Rocking together now, Jane grabbed Maura's ass and lightly squeezed, encouraging Maura to rock and thrust.
"MMMMMMMMHHHHHHH JANE...JANE!"
Jane answered by rising her waist up, meeting Maura each time. Fuck, she's so wet now. Both women can feel their need for one another. Jane couldn't take it any longer, she had to let go, she had to scream, fuck...she had to come!
"Jane...Jane...Jane," Maura kept chanting.
"Maura...oh...Maur!"
"Jane...JANE...JANE, GET UP! WE OVERSLEPT!" Maura yelled, as their eyes met, "Are you alright? You were moaning and screamed out my name."
To hide any hint of embarrassment, Jane decided to fain off by being cocky.
"What? Nah, you must be shell shocked from your stumble and losing the race."
"Jane, I thought you said we were past that."
"Maur, I did. I'm kidding."
"Good, because it sounded like a sex dream."
"Really?! Seriously, you're gonna go with that?"
"Never mind Jane. Let's do this egg toss thing, I'm feeling lucky."
"Ok, I've just got to go to the ladies room."
"EWW, you're going to chance it in that outhouse?"
"No, Maura. There's an actual restroom beyond the pavilion...(sarcastically), YES, the outhouse. I'll be fine."
"Jane, you would be better off dropping your pants and finding a bush, preferably one without poison ivy, then with all the germs in the..."
"Alright...alright! Let me get some toilet paper and find a suitable bush out yonder. Will you be my look out?"
"What? I mean...awh...awh."
"You're not going to watch me go! Just make sure nothing tries to spook up on me."
"Oh...yes, I can do that."
Jane got up and realized how wet her underwear was. Fuck! What a sex dream and with her best friend, no less! I guess Maura's not the only one changing clothes. Thank God for that overnight bag!
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