While Jane's ringtone continued to echo around them Maura jumped off the bed and hurried into her en-suite bathroom, slamming the door behind her before Jane could see her fall apart completely.

The phone suddenly stopped ringing and pinged indicating a missed call.

Jane sighed, dragging her hand down her face, she gathered her clothes and got dressed. As she sat on the edge of Maura's bed she realized eventually, she'd have to make a decision. Mila or Maura.

On the other side of the bathroom door, Maura sat on the floor a disheveled crying mess. She felt so foolish.

Why did she let it get so far between them knowing it couldn't go any further than this? She wanted more with Jane than just a one night romp they'd have to pretend never happened. Why hadn't she said something sooner?

Now she was sat on her floor feeling like a used slut with Jane's fresh cum leaking out of her while Jane was getting ready to run back to her silly little girlfriend. Maura was disgusted with herself knowing she was now an accomplice in an illicit affair. This wasn't like her at all.

Heavy tears rocked her body as a million thoughts tossed themselves around her head at the mess she just got herself in.

Outside Jane could hear the sounds of Maura crying and it made her feel like a complete ass. This was all her fault, she didn't mean it, but she kept unintentionally hurting Maura. Now it was even worse because she couldn't stop thinking with her dick. In Jane's defense, Maura was so fucking sexy and it was definitely worth it.

Now it was up to Jane to do some damage control.

She softly knocked on the bathroom door.

"Maura?"

Silence.

Jane knocked again, this time more urgently.

"Maura, cmon. Open the door."

Before Jane could bang on the door again Maura responded.

"Jane. Please." Maura hiccuped softly. "Just go."

"Maura. Cmon, I don't want to leave you like this. Please open the door"

Inside the bathroom Maura stood staring at herself in the mirror. Admiring the marks Jane left behind. Internally she knew things would be different from now on and right now she needed space to think. She wasn't ready to face Jane yet.

"Jane, you have no choice. Your girlfriend is calling. Go to her"

It was bitter and she knew it but Maura couldn't help herself in the moment. She was salty towards Mila because she had what Maura wanted. She had Jane.

Jane, taken aback by the finality in Maura's words, took a step back.

"That was low Maura. This isn't over. I'll see you tomorrow" she headed out the door.

More tears swelled in Maura's eyes as she whispered to herself.

"Yes, it is."

—/—-

Jane didn't see Maura the next day. In fact it has been six days since she last saw Maura. Six days since Maura was writhing beneath her, moaning Jane's name in ecstasy. Six whole days.

Honestly, Jane didn't know what to do. She missed her best friend. She wanted more of her. First, Jane knew she needed to take care of a certain situation also known as her girlfriend, Mila.

After the night at Maura's, Jane hurried home to her girlfriend after missing her phone call. They'd only been dating for seven months and it was going pretty good, but now that Jane had just fucked her best friend silly, she knew her relationship with Mila was quickly coming to an end. She felt bad breaking Mila's heart, but she knew it was either end it with Mila or lose the best thing that's ever happened to her and there was no way Jane was giving up Maura. Now she just had to tell that to Mila.

Jane could tell Mila knew something was different. They had sex the same night and Jane's heart wasn't in it because her head was plagued with thoughts of Maura. How wet Maura was for her. The sexy noises Maura made because of her.

Mila was no Maura.

To make matters worse, Jane didn't cum that night and she could tell Mila's feelings were hurt. Instead of talking about it she'd just wrapped Mila in her arms and cuddled her, drifting off to a fitful sleep with thoughts of Maura.

Now here she was six days later at her desk zoning out, still thinking about Maura. She knew Maura was avoiding her and Jane figured she'd give Maura her space but now she was driving herself crazy. Enough was enough.

As she rose from her desk to head down to the morgue to finally confront her best friend, her phone pinged with an incoming text.

"I was thinking we should get together with our friends and grab drinks at the bar later, it's been a while :) xoxo "

~Mila~

Jane sighed. She knew this was Mila's way of trying to gain some normalcy back between them. Jane had already decided this weekend she'd end it with Mila, but right now she figured drinks wouldn't hurt.

She quickly typed back

"sure babe , I'll let them know. Pick you up after work"

Jane pocketed her phone and headed to the elevator. Now she even had a real excuse to go see Maura.

—/—

Downstairs, Maura was sitting behind her desk caught up in her own web of thoughts. She was so grateful there hadn't been any cases in the last couple of days because her mind was too all over the place to even focus on an autopsy.

The one thing her mind could focus on was Jane. Yes, she was intentionally avoiding Jane but it was absolutely necessary and so far successful. She knew she was past the point of controlling herself around Jane. Now that she knew exactly what it felt like to have Jane's hands gripping her, have Jane's dick filling her, Maura knew she'd pounce if she was alone with Jane for even a second.

At the thought of Jane inside her Maura felt her clit throb. Oh god. Even her own thoughts were torturing her. Maura squeezed her thighs together in attempt to give her clit some relief. That was no help.

Maura briefly thought of closing all the office blinds to give herself a midday release. As she laughed out loud at the silly thought a knock on her door pulled her out of her head.

Looking up she gasped.

"Jane."

Their eyes held each others and all the tension came rushing between them. The energy between them spoke words they couldn't.

I miss you.

I want you.

I need you.

Fuck me.

Maura couldn't help but drink in Jane's appearance. Maybe she shouldn't have avoided her for so long because now it felt like she was seeing her for the first time all over again.

Jane's curls were full and luscious, framing her face. Her legs looked so long and toned in her tailored pants. The gun in the holster on her hip added the cherry on top of the sexiness.

Maura felt her clit throb. Fuck. This wasn't going to be easy.

Maura shuffled the papers on the desk, attempting to look busy as Jane continued into her office.

"What are you doing here Jane?"

"Maura, it's been six fucking days." Jane husked. "What do you mean what am I doing here? Are you ever going to talk to me again?"

Avoiding eye contact, Maura squeezed her thighs together at the tone of Jane's voice.

"There isn't much to talk about Jane."

Frustrated, Jane huffed and stormed up to Maura's desk planting her hands firmly, forcing Maura to look up at her.

"Cut the bullshit Maura. I miss you." Jane ran her hands through her hair. "I want to talk about us."

"There is no us!" Maura yelled, momentarily losing her calm act. "Don't you get it! There is no us, Jane. There's you and there's Mila. What happened between us should have never happened."

Jane cut her off "you don't believe that for even a second!"

"It was a mistake, Jane!" Maura forced herself to not break eye contact, trying to make Jane believe what she was saying. "It can't happen again. We're just friends and that's it."

Jane stood up straight, folding her arms in disbelief. There's no way she would let Maura convince her they were a mistake. No way.

"You and I both know that's not true." She glared at Maura.

Maura glared back. "It has to be true."

They stared at each other. Both choosing to be stubborn until Jane huffed and threw her hands in the air.

"Fine then. Since we're just friends I guess you'll have no problem coming to the bar for drinks tonight. The whole crew will be there and it wouldn't be the same without you."

Maura saw this as the challenge it was. She knew Jane was testing her, seeing if she would fold. She wouldn't.

"Fine! I'll see you there." She sassed back.

Jane's eyebrows shot up in disbelief. So this is how they were going to play it?

Challenge accepted Maura.

Jane smirked predatorily down at Maura as she slowly backed out of the blonde's office.

"This isn't over Maura."

Watching Jane leave, Maura released the breath she didn't realize she was holding and rubbed her temples.

What did she just get herself into?