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Please find the full disclaimers in the beginning of Chapter 1.


Chapter 8

Maura walked ahead, tugging Jane by the hand, and Jane locked the door behind them as soon as they entered Maura's apartment, immediately stepping out of her heels.

Maura flushed her body against Jane's, her hand on the back of Jane's neck, pulling Jane's face down for a searing kiss, while Jane put her arms behind Maura's waist, keeping them close together.

When they parted for air, their foreheads touching, Jane moved a hand to cup Maura's cheek.

"Maura… We don't need to do anything we are not ready for tonight. I will gladly spend the night kissing and making out in the sofa…" Jane offered, gentlemanly.

Maura raised her hazel eyes to Jane, and Jane could see the hazel had almost disappeared taken by dilated pupils – that Maura so many times had referred to Jane as a clear sign of arousal.

"What if I want more than that?" Maura asked, biting her bottom lip.

"That can certainly be arranged…" Jane replied, stealing a kiss. "You should know, though, that I… hmm… have never been with a woman before…" Jane kissed Maura again to hide her shyness.

"Me neither…" Maura kissed Jane again. "But I think we know enough about our own bodies…"

"Speak for yourself…" Jane chuckled, kissing Maura playfully.

"Well, I do… And on top of it, I am a doctor…"

"On top?" Jane playfully asked, sucking, and nibbling on Maura's bottom lip, while Maura chuckled and then moaned in response.

"I definitely want more…" Maura resolved, breaking the kiss, and taking Jane by the hand to follow her to the bedroom.

Once there, Maura moved to unzip her own dress, but Jane stopped her.

"No… Let me…" And Jane walked behind Maura, her hands slowly moving the zipper down, her fingertips caressing every new inch of skin exposed, as her kisses followed her fingers. The plastic surgery made in France had greatly faded the scar on Maura's nape and back, but Jane still kissed that area reverently, a reminder of the privilege of having Maura alive with her. She could hear Maura gasping and whimpering to each of Jane's gentle touches.

When the zipper was completely opened, Jane moved her hands back to slide the straps from Maura's shoulders, caressing them in the same movement, moving down her arms and curvaceous hips. When Maura stepped out of the dress, Jane crouched, carefully picking it from the floor and placing it on top of a chair. Still crouched, Jane put her scarred hand behind Maura's calf, to gently pull her out of her heel. She repeated the same process on the other foot, before standing again, and turning Maura to face her.

Maura in the glory of her matching royal blue lacy lingerie was an eye full. Jane's eyes moved over her body before she finally was able to offer a "God, you are magnificent…", her hands moving to rest on the curves of Maura's hips.

"And you…" Maura stood on tiptoes to suck on Jane's bottom lip. "…You are overdressed."

Jane chuckled, and Maura made her turn around. Maura pushed Jane's long curls over one shoulder, and kissed the base of her neck, while her deft hands slowly unzipped her. The pads of her fingers ghost caressed Jane's slim back, and Maura followed planting delicate kisses along the way, the tip of her tongue finding its way to Jane's skin every now and then, causing Jane to gasp and Maura to smile.

Without stopping her kisses to Jane's back, Maura moved her arms up to pull down the straps of Jane's dress, and let it pool by Jane's feet. Jane stepped aside, and Maura picked it from the floor and placed it on top of hers in the chair.

Jane, in a set of black lingerie, was a noir masterpiece, and Maura roamed her eyes taking in the shape of the tall woman in front of her.

"Exquisite…" Maura whispered, stepping closer to Jane, her hands moving behind Jane's back to unclasp her bra. Jane used the proximity to mimic Maura's action, and both let their bras fall to the floor.

Maura then raised her eyes in a silent question to Jane, and Jane barely nodded to her. Maura moved her hands on the band of Jane's panties, and pulled it down slowly from Jane's narrow hips. Again, Jane mimicked the actions with Maura's panties.

And finally they were there, facing each other, in completely naked glory.

Maura moved one step closer, bringing her naked body flush with Jane's. They both gasped to the electrifying contact of skin against skin, no barriers. Jane craned her neck down to kiss Maura, their tongues meeting and caressing each other in a hot passionate dance.

Jane's hand's found Maura's sacred dimples at the base of her back, and while one hand ran up through the soft muscles of Maura's back, the other cupped a tight buttock, pulling Maura closer to her. They both moaned loudly at the intimate contact.

Maura's hand had moved from Jane's hips to Jane's sides, and sneaked in between their bodies, reaching out for Jane's perky breasts. Jane broke their kiss to moan out loud and move her head back, pushing her breasts forward, when she felt Maura gently massaging them. When Maura closed her mouth around a nipple and twisted the other, Jane gasped. After lavishing one nipple, Maura switched sides, and Jane moaned loudly again.

Jane realized that if she wanted to have any chance to touch Maura with some control, she needed to have Maura not touching her. Maura's touch was too distracting. So Jane fought her own need, and gently separated from Maura long enough to turn Maura in her arms, so Maura was standing with her back against Jane's front.

There, better. Jane heard Maura chuckling, and Jane was sure Maura knew why Jane had done it. Jane moved Maura's shoulder length hair to the side, her mouth finding its way behind the shell of Maura's ear, to kiss. Her hands sneaked in front of Maura, one spread open over Maura's smooth stomach, the other moving up to the base of a heavy breast.

Jane sucked on Maura's earlobe at the same time she moved her hands up to cover Maura's breasts. Maura gasped, and arched her back, increasing the pressure against Jane's hands. With increased access to Maura's neck, Jane kissed down a path on her neck as her hands kneaded Maura's breasts, the scars on her palms brushing against Maura's nipples bringing them to a point.

Jane moved to kiss the other side of Maura's neck, and she slowly began moving her hands down Maura's side, her hips and the outside of her thighs, before pulling them up slowly through the front of Maura's thighs.

Maura chose that moment to turn to face Jane again. She pulled Jane's head down for a kiss, and Jane missed the fact that Maura slightly twisted them on their sides. With that, a simple push from Maura's body flush against her made Jane fall back on top of Maura's mattress. Jane laughed in their kiss, and Maura loved the sensation of kissing Jane's laughter.

And it was in that moment of distraction that Jane flipped Maura over, pinning her to the bed, holding her arms up and caressing the inside of Maura's arms up and down with her open palms, and it was Maura's time to laugh, but her laugh was strangled by a moan when Jane's mouth hungrily moved to Maura's pulse point to suck the skin there and immediately soothe it with her tongue. She then slowly moved her mouth to the dip of Maura's collarbone, before Jane's hot mouth closed around one of Maura's pink dust nipples and Maura gasped. Jane licked, sucked, flicked her tongue, and then grazed her teeth against the puckered skin, while Maura whimpered beneath her. Jane then switched to lavish the same attention to the other breast.

Then, Jane moved up, laying her naked body on top of Maura's, intertwining their fingers together, and craning her neck down for an open-mouthed wet kiss that made them both heady with want and need.

Jane rested her forehead on Maura's when they parted for air, and Maura used that moment of distraction to flip them over again, so she was on top. She immediately sat straddling Jane's hips to get some upper hand, knowing otherwise it would be too easy for Jane to flip them back over again.

Jane looked up at the gorgeous woman sitting above her, liquid desire turning her blood into lead. Maura's regal facial features, a rack of the Gods, the smooth abdomen, feminine hips, and sculpted thighs – Jane was fueled on.

As Maura leaned over her for a kiss, her hands back on Jane's breasts, Jane ran her hands up Maura's thighs, following the curve of her spread buttocks, and Maura broke the kiss to moan as Jane kneaded her. Maura tried to ignore the distraction, kissing Jane's sculptural neck, and Jane moved her hands up Maura hips.

Holding Maura's hips, Jane tentatively jerked her own hips, grinding their cores for a moment, sparks flying between them, and both gasping at the sudden pleasurable sensation.

Their hooded eyes met, dark with desire, their breathing heavy.

Maura smiled wickedly, licking and then biting her lower lip, before leaning over Jane, while extending her legs back behind her.

She moved to lie side by side to Jane in bed, guiding Jane's hip to turn sideways, so they were facing each other, their bodies flush, their panting intermingling.

Maura ran her right hand over Jane's left thigh, hooking it behind Jane's knee and moving it to rest on top of Maura's hip. Maura then moved her right leg, so her knee was resting on the top of Jane's right thigh. Maura had just realized the advantages of a left-handed girlfriend. Facing each other this way, both had their dominant hands totally free to move. This would be fun…

Maura looked deeply into Jane's eyes and slowly inched forward to close the distance between their lips in a slow fiery kiss. Her hand slid between Jane's breasts, over Jane's well-defined abs, and finally reached the apex of Jane's thighs, now opened and exposed to her, and her finger dipped in Jane's wetness. Maura drank Jane's gasp and moan on their kiss, drowning them with one of her own.

Jane quickly realized Maura's perfect plan that would finally allow them both to enjoy this together, in tandem, and she moved her hand playfully through the satin soft skin of Maura's abdomen circling her thumb around Maura's belly button, before moving to her wet core. Maura moaned out loud and jerked her hips.

They broke the kiss for a moment, their eyes searching each other's, savoring each other's reactions, as their hands explored the other's wet folds slowly, deeply and thoroughly. They were in no hurry, and they both wanted to continue building the pleasure that already had surpassed anything they had experienced before.

As they slowly increased the pace and the tempo of their hands and hips, their movements in sync to drive deeper and faster, their climax beginning to coil, they kissed one last time, sloppily, only to part in their cries of releases, each other name's escaping of each other's open mouths in the throes of ecstasy, until they were left panting in bed, their foreheads touching, bodies intertwined, their hands still buried deep in between each other's legs.