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Please find the full disclaimers in the beginning of Chapter 1.
Chapter 55
The driver had been waiting for them.
"A very nice dinner, you were saying?" Maura resumed their earlier role-playing.
"Yes!"
"It is very late, but I think I know the perfect place."
Maura directed the driver, who took them to a small restaurant tucked in Broadway – one of the few places that would serve until the early hours of the morning to cater for the artists and the bohemians.
"How did you know about this place?"
"I came here after a gala for the Foundation, with a few of the rich and famous… The food is delicious, and they work on the Broadway time zone." Maura chuckled.
They ordered their food and drinks, that were delicious, while Jane kept poking questions to incentivize Maura to share how she had felt during the interview and the book signing. Jane wanted that moment to crystalize as a wonderful memory for Maura, knowing it was the crowning of one of Maura's dreams.
"This place is delicious, but I think I also had interested you in a night cap by your apartment?" Jane teased, salaciously, after they had finished enjoying their meal calmly.
Maura laughed. "Indeed you did…"
They paid and rode with the driver back to the apartment.
"I thought we had a date… Where I would finally be able to undress you like it was my intention mid-afternoon?" Maura suggested, after Jane locked the door behind them.
"Can two play this game?" Jane smirked, smugly, approaching Maura in three long strides.
Maura's dark pupils took over hazel – the noise of Jane's heels click-clack, the purposeful steps, the undercurrent of electricity humming just under the olive skin – short-circuited Maura's arousal fuses.
Jane, on her end, was mesmerized. It had been an exercise of self-control to keep her hands off Maura the entire day. Jane couldn't wait to bury her long fingers in the silky hair, peel the dress that looked like a second skin from the perfectly proportionate body, and forget about everything else as she drowned kissing Maura.
Jane delicately removed the shawl Maura had used around her shoulders on the car ride, placing it on the back of the sofa. She proceeded to carefully remove Maura's earrings and her necklace, and place them by the kitchen counter, by Maura's clutch purse – Jane knew it would drive Maura crazy if they were lost in their passionate exchanges.
Maura closed her eyes to the ghost brush of Jane's touch on her skin. Jane moved the back of her hand to caress Maura's regal cheekbone, and Maura reopened her eyes to meet fiery chocolate brown ones.
"Impossibly beautiful…" Jane husked, bringing a smile to Maura's lips.
Jane moved her hand to gently entangle it on the silk strands of honey blond hair, lightly tilting Maura's face up, before slowly lowering her face to kiss Maura. And the kiss was slow, passionate, their lips and tongues dancing in an erotic choreography.
"Kissing a celebrity is making me feel lightheaded…" Jane teased when they broke for air.
"Don't be silly…" Maura chuckled in response.
"I am not being silly…" Jane pulled Maura's body flush with hers before continuing. "You are a celebrity, my dear… There were hundreds of people lined up just to catch a glimpse of you in person, to get an autograph from you on a book you wrote… And, to be honest, it is kind of a turn on to know that this celebrity might have a love interest in me…"
"This pseudo-celebrity here is absolutely turned on by the fact that the most badass woman she knows might have a love interest in her…" Maura raised her arms and crossed them behind Jane's neck, pulling her down for another fiery kiss.
"Bedroom." Maura almost ordered when they broke the kiss next, tugging Jane to follow her, the click-clack of their heels alternating as they walked purposefully there.
When Jane motioned to unzip Maura, Maura lightly slapped Jane's hand.
"I am undressing you first… You get me too distracted when you undress me…" Maura admitted, moving to push the suit from Jane's shoulders, and settling it by the back of a chair.
Jane complied, looking lovingly at Maura and how intentional and intensely she was moving around Jane.
Maura slowly undid the cuff links, putting them aside carefully, and unbuttoned the crispy ruby silk shirt Jane was wearing, letting it slide from Jane's shoulders and arms, and gathering it on the chair. Maura hummed as her hands touched the lacy black satin bra without removing it for now. She moved deft fingers to undo the button and zipper of Jane's suit pants, and pulled them down, crouching elegantly in front of Jane. She offered a hand up so Jane could step out of the high heels she had been wearing, and allowing Maura to remove the suit pants in the process. Maura again hummed appreciatively at the panties, matching the lacy black satin bra.
Maura moved her hands to Jane's narrow hips, as she walked around Jane. She moved Jane's hair over one shoulder, exposing Jane's lean back to her. Maura loved the combination that was Jane, so lean and so strong at the same time. It gave Maura chills of excitement and at the same time made her feel comfortably safe to know that body was committed to hers. That thought brought tears to her eyes. She gently traced the edges of the bra, and unclasped it, moving the straps out of Jane's shoulders, and letting it fall to the floor. She leaned her cheek against Jane's naked back, her hands moving to Jane's ripped abs, moving up to cup perky breasts. Maura peppered Jane's back with a trail of kisses, while her hands kneaded Jane's breasts slowly, tweaking nipples in the process.
Jane gasped and moaned lightly. Maura moved her right hand pressing down on Jane's abs, and slid it underneath Jane's panties, while Maura grazed Jane's scapula with her teeth, her warm breath against Jane's skin.
"Mauraaaa…" Jane threw her head back, overwhelmed with the sensations.
"What do you want, Jane?" Maura practically growled against Jane's skin.
Jane gasped.
"Tell me…" Maura insisted, one hand pinching Jane's nipple, the other teasing Jane's clit.
"You…" Jane gasped. "I want you…"
Maura was not used to lovers that did not to derive as much pleasure on just being pleased. Jane loved the mutuality, the togetherness, the reciprocity. It warmed Maura's heart and, if that was even possible, made her love Jane even more.
So she moved her hand from Jane's breast to her hip, and turned her around slowly.
"Yes?" Maura asked in a sultry voice.
Jane stepped in closer, their bodies flush, her long arms moving behind Maura's neck to unzip her slowly, before Jane moved her finger under the straps of the dress to push it off Maura's shoulder and let it slide around Maura's curves until it pooled by her heels. Maura was not wearing a bra – the bra had been part of the dress – and Maura chuckled at the gasp of surprise and delight in Jane's face when she realized it.
Jane kneeled on the floor, sitting back on the balls of her heels, and lifted one of Maura's feet, removing the heel and planting kisses on Maura's muscular calf, knee, and the inner part of her thigh. Jane then placed Maura's foot back down, before repeating the same process with the other foot, and picking the dress to place it by the same chair where Jane's clothes had been laid by Maura.
Jane moved her kisses up through Maura's smooth abdomen, before reaching Maura's firm and full breasts, until she took a dusk rose nipple in her warm mouth and Maura moaned out loud, gasping and tangling her hands in dark curls, unusually tamed after their public appearance earlier in the day. Jane took her sweet time lavishing each breast with her full attention, before she finally moved her kisses torturously slowly up Maura's throat, neck, pulse point and ear, then through a delicate jaw line, until finally reaching Maura's panting mouth for an open-mouthed kiss.
Maura felt Jane's hands moving beneath the elastic band of her panties, pulling them down her ass, and dropping it to the floor. Then she felt Jane doing the same with her own panties, before pulling their bodies even closer without breaking their kiss.
"Jane, please…" Maura mumbled urgently into Jane's mouth, making Jane smile.
Jane turned their entangled bodies sideways, laying carefully in bed with Maura.
And for the next few hours, the universe concentrated in the few square foot their bodies occupied, nothing else mattering, only their love and complete devotion for one another.
