Chapter Twenty-Six

A/N: I hope everyone had a really amazing holiday season regardless of what holiday you celebrate and if you don't celebrate any, happy winter solstice! :) Classes have started back up and I'm going to try to update more often but it depends on course work really. I'm going to try to be more diligent about it this time around as it's not a completely new experience but I'm not going to make any promises. In the mean time, thank you for the reviews and I hope you enjoy this little bit of smut. Words are my equivalent of foreplay so it's a longer chapter than usual.

Maura had witnessed Jane put together her things quickly before but never this quickly. Within minutes, Jane had assembled an overnight bag and was about to swing on her coat when Frankie walked up to her.

"You headin' out, Jane?"

She shrugged on her jacket as she nodded,

"Yeah, going to spend the night at Maura's."

Frankie raised his eyebrows suggestively and gave a low whistle,

"Spend the night, eh?"

Jane slapped Frankie's upper arm and shushed him, looking around quickly to see if anyone was within earshot. No one in sight. She breathed a sigh of relief. She wasn't kidding herself, her parents knew that she was and had been sexual active for quite some time. However, some of the worry was relieved when she had actually come out to them. They didn't have to worry about possible unwanted pregnancies. They had had one talk and that was it. She wasn't overly comfortable with discussing it or mentioning it. It just wasn't something that was easily or openly discussed in the Rizzoli household. It was as if a 'don't ask, don't tell' policy had been silently implemented and everyone agreed upon it. The rule applied between parents and children, however, Frankie and Tommy often goaded her.

"Jane?"

Jane whirled around hearing Maura.

"Yeah?"

"Your parents just want to say goodbye and then we can head out. They're in the kitchen," Maura approached Jane, placing a light hand to her arm,

"This is the tipsiest I've seen them. Just thought I'd warn you… your mother hugged me at least five times before allowing me to leave."

Jane nodded slowly and mouthed 'Okay' before heading into the kitchen.

Maura had barely pushed the key into her front door when Jane's hands began creeping up her sides. She attempted to push Jane's hands away, squirming under Jane's touch despite her coat.

"Jane!" she reprimanded, finally getting the door unlocked.

Jane's warm laugh funneled into her ear as the taller women pushed up behind her. Jane scooped blonde locks to the side and pressed her lips to the soft skin behind Maura's ear, trailing down her neck. Maura struggled with the door knob, squeezing her eyes shut as Jane sucked at her pulse point. The brunette's name gurgled in Maura's throat as the blonde melted into Jane's embrace.

"What was that?" Jane teased, reaching out and twisting the door handle then pushing the door open. Maura stumbled forward, turning quickly on her heels to face Jane as she stepped inside, closing the door behind her. Jane wasted no time at shedding her coat, letting it fall disgracefully to the floor. She ignored the slight wrinkling of Maura's nose as hazel eyes dropped with it.

"Jane…"

Jane reached out, and gently grasped Maura's hands in her own, brushing her lips lightly over her girlfriend's.

"Shhh, I'll worry about it tomorrow."

"Don't placate me," Maura mumbled between kisses.

The lanky brunette pressed a slender finder to Maura's lips as a laugh escaped hers. She cupped the blonde's cheek with her other hand, gently stroking her thumb over the other's jaw.

"Just… shh," Jane smirked into the kiss, cradling Maura's face with both hands now.

Jane's smirk grew as she felt Maura give into the caresses and kisses. The blonde curled her fingers into the jersey at Jane's sides and pulled her closer. Slowly dragging her fingers down the sides of Maura's neck, Jane reached the top button of her girlfriend's coat and nimbly began to unbutton the garment.

"The drive here was excruciating…" Jane whispered as she slowly slid her hands under Maura's coat, over her shoulders, pushing it off her frame, "Especially after what you said."

Maura attempted to gracefully step out of her boots as she kept her eyes on Jane but wobbled to the left and just about lost her balance. She reached out and gripped Jane's biceps to steady herself. Jane chuckled, lending a hand as Maura stepped out of one boot than the other. The height difference was now even more evident as Maura peeked up towards Jane.

"I have something else for you. I didn't want to give it to you in front of friends and family just in case…"

Maura watched as Jane's brow furrowed and she quickly crouched down to rummage through her coat pocket to extract a small jewelry box.

"Maur…"

Maura's eyes shot up and she quickly straightened up realizing how this must look.

"No, no… it's just… well, here…" she took Jane's hand and flipped it palm up to place the box down in it, "open it."

"Maura," Jane stated again, more firmly, "You've already given me so much."

She fidgeted with the box before finally cracking it open. At the sight of the box' content, Jane let out a soft sigh and with trembling hands, she ran her index over the soft surface of the ring.

"Is this…" Jane choked on the words, "is this my nonna's ring?"

Maura stood with hands clasped in front of her. She had given this gift a lot of thought, even more than the jersey, and even now she was quite unsure it was the right thing to do. She remained quiet and as she nervously chewed her lower lip, she offered nothing but a simple nod to Jane's question.

"But…" Jane briefly looked up, and in that moment, when pools of chocolate locked on hazel, Maura knew it had been the right thing to do.

"It broke… years ago," she continued, "I looked into getting it repaired but because of the engraving, I couldn't afford it at the time. How…"

She removed the ring from its enclosing cushion and flipped it over in her palm. She could see the cursive inscription on the inside by the glow of the moon coming in from the big windows. It was a simple ring and there lay its biggest charm for Jane. It was a plain silver band, no diamonds, no fancy handiwork, the only appeal was the cursive engraving her nonno had had done before giving it to her nonna. She'd never met her grandfather, however, she'd heard wonderful stories of the kind of man he was from her nonna.

"L'amore sempre…" Jane murmured, feeling a burning at the back of her eyes and a large lump forming in her throat.

"Love always," Maura spoke up.

Jane slipped the band onto her ring finger and relished the comfortable feel of the cool metal against her skin. She remembered the adjustment period she'd gone through after it broke. It had felt like she was missing something every time she stepped out of the house.

"How… how did you know about this?"

"Your mother," Maura admitted. She couldn't take credit for the entire gift. She had consulted Angela. Jane cast a curious glance towards Maura.

"You're difficult to shop for, Jane," Maura lamented, fearing that Jane would disapprove of her inquiring with Angela. The brunette snapped the jewelry box closed and dropped it on top of their piled coats. She reached out, cupping Maura's face once more and eliminating any space between them as she peppered the blonde's face with kisses.

"Thank you," Jane whispered, her voice quivering. Her thumbs swiped back and forth along Maura's jaw as her lips lightly brushed against hers. Maura's lips curled upwards into the embrace,

"I'm glad you like it."

Maura deepened the kiss, crawling her hands up Jane's front, caressing her neck and jaw line. She snaked her tongue out, sliding it along Jane's bottom lip, begging for entry. Once granted, she pressed forward, up onto the ball of her feet, raking her fingers into Jane's loose locks at the nape of her neck, pulling her down at the same time as she pressed up. Jane's fingers lightly dug into the tender flesh below Maura's ear, drawing a soft whimper from the blonde as their tongues chased each other.

Maura stepped forward, pushing Jane back against the front door. Her hands roamed down Jane's arms, and stopped at her hips. Maura poured herself into her kisses and the intensity of them always took Jane by surprise. She felt everything in those kisses. Jane could feel Maura's love course through her body from her fingertips to her toes. It overwhelmed her, and pushed her overboard. Maura pulled back as a salty tear fell to her lips.

"Jane?"

Maura swiped at the remnants of the tear as her eyes searched Jane's features. The brunette adamantly kept her eyes closed and breathed in deeply, exhaling a shaky breath.

"I'm fine… it's just all so much."

"Are you sure?"

Jane dipped her chin ever so lightly and hummed in agreement. She held her breath momentarily and allowed it to escape slowly as she felt Maura's warm lips erase any trace of that brief emotional slip. Maura gently kissed Jane's brow, pulling her down towards her. Only Maura could cull these moments from Jane. Never had she allowed those walls to come down for anyone. It was liberating and frightening at the same time. Never had she been so exposed and vulnerable. She buried her face in the crook of Maura's neck, molding her body to the petite blonde's form.

"Thank you just doesn't seem to cut it…" Jane mumbled, her lips grazing the sensitive skin just below Maura's ear. Light kisses followed her words which caused shivers to course down Maura's spine.

Maura tangled her fingers in Jane's locks, holding her close.

"I understand," she voiced, dropping her hand to entwine it with Jane's. The brunette squeezed her hand reassuringly. She couldn't suppress the delicate smile that fought its way onto her lips at the gentle tug from Maura.

"So… that promise?" Jane shakily laughed as a result of her emotions bubbling over.

Maura took note of Jane's attempt to lighten the situation and to steer it towards the bedroom. She would allow it this time because she could recognize that this overt show of emotions was a positive one. She pulled again at Jane's hand, taking a step back and urging her to follow her towards the bedroom.

"Come… I believe there's one last gift you have left to unwrap and I have a promise I need to fulfill."

Jane opened her eyes just in time to catch Maura saunter into her room as she unzipped her dress. She took a moment to let the heaviness of the situation wash over her before quickly kicking off her own boots and wasting no time to join Maura.

"Why'd you go and do that?" Jane waved at Maura's dress. Maura turned on her heels and slipped the dress off her shoulders, leaning forward and delicately pushing her pantyhose down. She looked up, attempting her most innocent look as she cast her eyes on Jane.

"Do what?"

Jane's mouth fell slightly open as her eyes roamed over Maura's scantily clad body. Her eyes dropped to the swell of Maura's breasts that peeked out from a black and leopard lace bra. She traveled down to the matching panties cutting just below Maura's hip bones. She soaked in the expanse of creamy flesh she yearned to touch. Maura would never grow tired of the fashion in which Jane devoured her. It caused goosebumps to spread like wildfire across every inch of her body.

"What's there to unwrap?"

Jane slowly licked her lips as Maura raised a finger, indicating for her to wait. Maura tiptoed around her room before pulling out a long and wide satin sash from her night stand. She busied herself with looping it around her hips as if it were a belt and tying a neat little bow at the front. Once finished, she looked up satisfied and smirked at Jane, throwing her hands in the air.

"Voila!"

Jane broke out into a wide goofy grin as she reached out for Maura's hand. Once she had secured her grip, she gave one gentle tug, pulling the blonde towards her.

"You're ridiculous," she muttered as her lips crushed Maura's. Jane smoothed her hands over Maura's hips, her fingers skimming the soft edges of her panties. She thumbed the satin sash as she moved her hands down, and grabbed Maura's ass, pulling the blonde against her. She smiled into the kiss as a small squeak slipped past Maura's lips.

Maura slipped her arms around Jane's shoulders as she reluctantly pulled back from Jane's lips with a delicate nip to the bottom one.

"You love it," she smirked.

A low growl rumbled in Jane's throat as she picked Maura up off the floor just enough to gently toss her down onto the bed. In the span of a minute and with her eyes locked on Maura, Jane reached up behind her and tugged on the back of her jersey, pulling it over her head and dropping it on top of Maura's dress. She briefly ripped her eyes off of Maura to look down at the clothing.

"Your dress is going to wrinkle," Jane warned, pulling off her tank top next.

Maura threw her legs over the edge of the bed and sat up, giving her dress but a moment of her attention before looking up at Jane and curling her finger in a come-hither motion. Jane stepped towards Maura, nudging the blonde's knees open and positioning herself in between them. With her eyes locked on Jane's, Maura crept her hands up the length of the brunette's legs.

"They invented dry cleaning for a reason," she smirked playfully, hooking her fingers in the front of Jane's jeans before unbuttoning and pushing them down off her hips.

"I like the way you're thinking," Jane added, stepping out of her jeans and towering over Maura. She shivered as she felt the soft pads of Maura's fingers dance up the back of her legs, starting at the crook of her knees and traveling up her thighs.

"I generally have good ideas," Maura purred as she thumbed Jane's hip bones, following up with warm kisses to each.

"Mmhmm," Jane managed to get out, her eyes fluttering close as her hands found Maura's shoulders. As Maura grazed her lips along Jane's abdomen and up her stomach, her hands followed suit up her back. Jane sank one knee then the next down into the bed on either side of Maura, straddling the blonde's thighs.

Maura hovered her hands over Jane's shoulder blades, relishing the gentle ripple of the muscles beneath her touch before resting her hands on the back of Jane's shoulders. She anchored herself as she nuzzled her face into the vale of Jane's breasts, placing a feather light kiss to each along the borders of her bra up her collarbone to her jugular.

"Maur…" Jane breathed, her head dropping to one side as Maura nudged her jaw with the tip of her nose.

Maura made a small sound before languidly dragging her tongue over Jane's pulse point. Jane squirmed in her girlfriend's lap and reached up, firmly planting both hands on Maura's cheeks and pulling her face up to hers. Her lips hungrily brushed against the blonde's and her tongue sought out Maura's. Jane drank in the delicious taste that was Maura, soaking it all in, still committing it to memory every time as if it were the last.

Maura dropped her hands to her side and slowly started inching herself back towards the center of the bed. Her motions were slow enough to allow for Jane to scoot forward as she shifted backwards. Their kisses grew slower with each movement; Maura breaking it off as she continued, Jane reuniting them as she pushed forward, closing the gap anew.

"How did I get so lucky?" Jane mused to herself out loud, gently pushing Maura down into the pillows.

"Oh, I don't know…" Maura began in a light voice, arching her back and settling back into the bed, "Looking really good in a softball uniform… maybe it was the bike…"

Jane chuckled, running her fingers over the tops of Maura's exposed breasts.

"Maybe it's my irresistible charm?" she ventured, looking up and locking in on Maura's fierce hazel eyes.

Maura wrinkled her nose and licked her lips,

"Hmm, it definitely was the leather jacket now that I think about it."

Jane pushed herself up and feigned a pout. Maura shook her head and reached out, hooking her arm around Jane's neck and pulling her back down to shower her face with kisses as she laughed.

"You do look fabulous in the jacket though," Maura affirmed, capturing her girlfriend's bottom lip between her teeth and tugging gently.

Jane dropped down to one elbow, grazing her fingers down Maura's ribs, stopping at her hip.

"Oh, it'll make a re-appearance," she assured, sliding her knee under Maura's and pressing her thigh in between her girlfriend's legs drawing a surprised gasp from her lips.

"Good," Maura huffed, hooking her leg around Jane's, digging her heel into the back of her thigh, and pulling the brunette flush against her before pushing her weight forward and rolling Jane onto her back. The honey blonde brushed her hands up the length of Jane's arms, interlacing their fingers and burying their linked hands into the pillows above Jane's head.

Jane squeezed Maura's hands as she wiggled beneath her, strangely relishing this dominant streak Maura was exhibiting at the moment. Maura released one of her lover's hands and skated hers over Jane's ribs and back up underneath her to unclasp her bra. She quickly freed Jane of the garment and within the same movement, casted it aside and dropped down to kiss the top of her breasts. Jane inhaled sharply and only exhaled once Maura meandered her way back up. She slowly brushed her lips against Jane's before whispering,

"Do you trust me, Jane?"

The question took Jane by surprise, causing her to fumble over the answer for a brief moment. While Jane fought to get an answer out, Maura continued undeterred and peppered Jane's jaw with kisses.

"With everything I have," she answered, her voice quivering as Maura drew the brunette's lobe into her mouth and flicked it lightly with the tip of her tongue.

"Untie the sash," Maura instructed, straightening herself and sitting back onto Jane's thighs.

Maura smiled reassuringly at the questioning glance Jane cast her way. Jane reached out and carefully pulled at one end of the bow until it came undone. Once Maura's hips were freed from the sash, she bent at the waist and wantonly kissed Jane once more. A deep moan reverberated in Jane's chest as she leaned up, deepening the embrace. Maura skillfully pulled the sash from Jane's fingers, and stealthily gathered Jane's hands once more, bringing them slowly above her head. Their lips parted with an audible smack as both pulled away and breathed in deeply. As Maura sat back just enough to give her room to begin making the knots for the loops on either end of the sash, Jane closed her eyes and tried to squelch her top ego that would never usually submit to being in such a situation.

"Have you done this before?" Jane asked quietly, moving her fingers as the satin kissed her skin. She felt the tips of Maura's locks brush against her face as the blonde surely shook her head 'no'. She opened her eyes and searched Maura's face. The blonde took a moment to look down into Jane's eyes and stated,

"Men don't take too kindly to being tied up."

"Good point. Have you ever…"

Maura cut her off before she had the chance to finish posing the question.

"No, I haven't," she finished the bonds on either wrist, both individually wrapped in a zip flare knot with the common length of the sash hooked around one of the posts in Maura's headboard.

Jane tugged at the restraint, testing them out and was pleasantly surprised to see that they did not cinch onto her wrists or give in any way.

"Practiced?"

Maura smirked in such a way that always caused Jane's stomach to erupt in warmth as if a million butterflies were swarming to burst out.

"Maybe," she admitted sweetly.

"If anyone else had attempted this…" Jane attempted to put on her most threatening tone but failed miserably.

"I know," Maura hushed before stretching to reach for something on her nightstand.

"Blindfold?" Jane ventured a guess and was quickly rewarded with an answer as Maura discreetly slid a small object into the front of her bra.

"No… studies have actually disproven the myth that loss of sight heightens other senses…" Maura kept her eyes on Jane as she ventured back down to her exposed breasts. Her tongue dashed out, swiped along Jane's warm skin causing the brunette to delicately wiggle beneath her. Maura followed every flick by slowly sucking the area, releasing Jane's skin with a soft pop.

"Besides, I find it arousing to look up and see you watching."

Jane groaned, forgetting for a moment that her hands were tied and went to reach out for Maura's head but was met with restraint. She arched her back, subtly pushing her chest up closer to the blonde. An amused laugh filtered through her lips as she kept her gaze locked on Jane. One hand palmed one breast, her thumb slowly brushing over an erect nipple as her tongue swirled around the other. Maura glanced up as she engulfed the hardened nub into her mouth, sucking and delighting in the barely audible grunts coming from Jane. It was absolutely torturous for Jane not to be able to reach down and touch Maura, to grab her face and pull her up to her. The blonde watched as her girlfriend squeezed her eyes shut and bit down on her lower lip. Maura kissed her way up to Jane's collarbone, tracing the contours of it with her tongue before leveling herself with Jane.

"Not being able to touch you is a kind of pain of its own," Jane sighed, opening her eyes and losing herself in pools of darkened hazel.

"Patience," Maura whispered, her lips grazing against Jane's.

"Fuck patience," Jane groaned, lifting her head up and curling her tongue against Maura's lips, begging for her to eliminate the distance. Maura indulged Jane for but a moment. Even though Jane may not believe or think it, it was painful for Maura to break away and she did so with a delicate sigh. The feel of Jane's pillowy lips pressed against hers was heavenly and the taste of her was intoxicating. The sensation that blossomed in the pit of her stomach the very first time their lips touched had yet to abate and occurred every time, keeping her coming back for her fix, time and time again. She had given herself over, completely and utterly, to Jane Rizzoli.

Maura's lips left a trail of burning kisses in their wake as she inched slowly down, ensuring to leave no area untouched. Despite the small beads of sweat forming across her chest and over her brow, Jane shivered, her flesh covered in goosebumps. She bunched her fists as Maura's tongue laved over her ribs. Soft palms covered Jane's breasts as her girlfriend resumed her journey. Maura's slow and laborious exploration of Jane's body as if it were the first time she'd set hands on her was one of the things Jane most luxuriated in.

Jane pressed back into the bed, shifting her body and bending her knees at Maura's side. She was silently thankful that Maura had not insisted on restraining her legs as well. Maura snaked her arms under Jane's legs, her biceps gently caressing the back of the brunette's thighs. She smoothed her tongue over the curves of her love's hipbones causing Jane to hiss. Maura dragged her palms over the brunette's hips, lightly caressing the tops of her thighs as she kissed her through the thin fabric of her underwear. It was only after she'd pressed her lips to several inches of Jane's inner thighs that Maura slowly, painstakingly so, removed the last piece of clothing standing between her and a naked Jane.

Jane's eyes were trained on Maura as she rocked back onto her heels as she removed that last piece of clothing. As the blonde's hands glided over her knees, Jane could discern the hunger in Maura's eyes and it caused her entire body to buzz with anticipation. Maura slinked back up Jane's body, running her hands up the soft expanse of flesh now at her disposal.

"Maur…" Jane's voice came out just above a whisper. The want and urgency echoed in Maura's ears.

"Hmmm…" Maura hummed, brushing the tip of her nose along the length of Jane's jaw.

Jane dipped her head into the crook of Maura's neck, moving her tongue smoothly up to her pulse point then flicking the blonde's earlobe.

"Take off your bra," Jane obliged.

Maura leaned back onto her calves, and locked eyes with Jane as she nonchalantly removed the tiny bullet from the front of her bra cup and casually placed it next to Jane's hip on the bed. Jane attempted to catch a glimpse of what it was but still didn't manage to fully see it. She redirected her gaze to Maura as she reached back to unclasp her bra, delicately sliding one strap than the next down each arm before dropping the piece onto the floor. Once again, Maura crawled back up Jane's form, her breasts lightly grazing tone stomach muscles before pressing down into Jane's chest.

"Yessss," Jane groaned, arching her back into Maura, at once struggling against her restraints and marveling in the skin to skin contact.

Maura gradually dropped to one hip, now straddling one of Jane's legs, and allowing one hand to roam Jane's curves once more. She captured her lover's lips, hungrily searching Jane's mouth with her tongue.

Jane tipped her head back into the pillows, pulling away from Maura with a gasp as gentle fingers explored her arousal. Maura nipped at Jane's exposed collarbone before sinking lower and capturing one of her nipples between her teeth. Jane writhed under the smaller woman as she pleased her with tongue and fingers.

Maura assumed her position in between Jane's thighs once more, shifting her hips back as she did so that she'd be lying on her stomach. With her index flowing circles around Jane's clit, Maura inched closer with kisses, culling drawn out moans from Jane with her tongue.

"Fuck, Maur!" Jane gritted and was rewarded with a quick look up from Maura and a playful smirk.

Maura shifted her arms underneath Jane's thighs and up over her hipbones as she finally delved her tongue into Jane's wetness. Her eyes fluttered shut and a moan bubbled out of her throat, marveling in the taste. Her fingertips gently dug into Jane's hips, anchoring the brunette as she involuntarily bucked when Maura's mouth covered her and began to suck on her swollen clit. She continued to calmly lap and suck, snaking one hand back down and slowly pushing two fingers in, curling them up as she pulled them back out.

Jane bit down on her lip, pushing her head back against the headboard, lifting herself up by pulling on the restraints. At that moment, Jane happened to look down at Maura as she looked up. Maura kept her eyes screwed on Jane's flushing face as she replaced her mouth with her thumb. The blonde could tell from the way Jane's muscles were clamping down on her fingers and from the undulations of her stomach that she was nearing climax. She reached for the small discarded toy from earlier, turning it on with a click and slowly gliding it over Jane's clit as she continued to pump her fingers.

"Oh god!" Jane cried out, twisting onto one hip and back down, her mobility impaired by the satin sash kissing her wrists.

Maura pressed her lips lightly along Jane's inner thigh as the brunette was pushed over the edge, her orgasm taking over her body, sending her into a series of full body tremors. She quieted as she jerked beneath Maura, fisting her hands and riding out the orgasm. Maura slowed her finger thrusts, turning the bullet off and putting it aside. She smiled, pleased with herself, and lightly kissed Jane's center, causing her to jerk.

Maura sauntered her way back up, stopping to place light kisses along Jane's cool skin. Jane wasted no time in claiming Maura's lips with her own. Her orgasm still coursed through her body, curling her toes and causing her legs to feel like jelly. There was something unexplainable to Jane about how arousing she found it to taste herself on Maura's lips. Jane sighed and smiled into the slow exploratory kiss.

"Pulling all the stops tonight…" she whispered between kisses.

Maura beamed, brushing her lips against Jane's one last time before replying,

"It's somewhat implied in birthday sex…" she paused before adding on, "Or so I've read."

Jane burst out in a laugh, immediately rewarded with the mental image of Maura prowling the internet with searches of 'birthday sex'. Jane squirmed, once again, and tilted her head to look at her wrists and wiggled her fingers.

"Any chance I can be freed? I'm dying to touch you."

Maura glanced up to Jane's hands and smiled. She shifted up, now straddling Jane just below her breasts. She reached out, untying the sash and pulling Jane's hands to her lips. She spread the brunette's hands and placed light kisses to both palms and wrists.

Jane wiggled her fingers, and Maura released her hands. The tips of Jane's fingers kissed the soft skin of Maura's arms. She smoothed her palms over Maura's hips, hooking her fingers in the sides of her underwear.

"Stand up," Jane ordered with a nod up towards the ceiling.

Maura reached out, balancing herself on the headboard and slowly standing, stepped out of her underwear. Strong hands traveled up her legs and guided her back down onto Jane's chest, her knees crooking around the brunette's shoulders. Jane took a moment to relish this as she'd been wanting to do this for quite some time and finally the situation presented itself where it wasn't too awkward to demand it outright and Maura was always more than willing to obey gentle orders. Jane's hands rested at the small of her back, urging her forward until she could easily drag her tongue through Maura's hot center.

Maura breathed in sharply, her grip tightening around her headboard and her hips bucking forward down onto Jane's warm mouth. She hummed her approval as she tentatively leaned back, propping herself up on Jane's bent legs, her hands firmly gripping the taller woman's thighs. Jane's hands slid down, cupping Maura's ass and squeezing it, pulling Maura closer as she swirled her tongue around her clit before flicking the tip around her entrance, experimentally probing her tongue inside, curling it around. From the sudden twitch in Maura's lower half and the squeeze to her thighs, Jane knew to continue. She carried on tongue fucking her lover, reaching around Maura's thigh with one hand to rub her clit with her fingers.

Maura bent forward, using the headboard as a crutch once more as her hips thrust forward, riding Jane's face. The brunette eagerly pushed her tongue slowly through her girlfriend's slick folds, her hands firmly gripping the blonde's ass, anchoring her down. Maura writhed on top of Jane and bit down on her lip, silencing herself but Jane smirked hearing the beginning of what would have been a full blown 'fuck'. She skated her palms over Maura's abdomen and up her stomach, palming her breasts and rolling her erect nipples between thumb and forefinger.

Maura quietly began repeating Jane's name under her breath as her thrusts became erratic, only stopping as she reached her peak. Her orgasm crippling her entire body as it coursed through every limb, causing a muffled 'fuck' to finally slip out to Jane's content. Jane continued to suck and press her tongue against Maura's arousal until the blonde reached down, curling her fingers urgently into Jane's locks and pushing her head down into the pillows. She cast her eyes down, deeply breathing in and licking her lips. Jane looked up, gliding her hands up Maura's back, her fingers dancing across her spine as she looked into Maura's eyes. They remained silent for a moment, breathing hard and staring at each other.

"I heard that," Jane finally teased, nuzzling the inside of Maura's thigh and placing a light kiss there.

Maura blew out a sigh, realizing what had slipped out of her mouth and how pleased Jane must be with herself for finally coaxing it out of her. Jane chuckled at the shimmer in Maura's eyes and the red flushing her cheeks.

Maura waited until her breathing had stabilized and attempted to extricate herself from Jane as gracefully as possible. She toppled over instead to the side, her limbs failing her miserably in their post-orgasm state. She flipped onto her hip to face Jane and reached over, draping an arm over the brunette's chest to pull herself closer.

"Happy birthday, Jane," she smiled, kissing her cheeks, forehead, nose then lips.

Jane purred against Maura's lips, basking in the delicious post-coitus bliss as Maura once termed it.

"Best one yet," she also turned on her side to face Maura, "You've set the bar high now. You know that, right?"

Maura shook her head with a warm smile on her lips, before lifting herself up onto one arm.

"Covers," she pointed out, and Jane immediately caught what she was getting at. She also propped herself up onto one arm and they pulled the sheets down, crawling in underneath. Maura turned so that her back was to Jane and blindly reached behind her to find Jane's hand before pulling it over in front of her. Jane curled up to Maura's back, nestling her face into blonde locks, linking her fingers with Maura's.

"I'm glad you enjoyed your birthday," Maura mumbled, giving Jane's hand a gentle squeeze. She leaned back into Jane's body, allowing the taller woman to envelope her from behind. She'd never been one for after sex cuddling until Jane. There was something quite unique about melting into Jane's embrace. She felt safe in her arms, like nothing in the world could harm her as long as Jane was curled up to her body, her arm wrapped protectively around Maura's smaller frame. Jane sighed happily, nuzzling into the soft curve of Maura's neck and drifted off thinking about how she could most certainly find herself being at the beck and call of Maura's every whim and pleasure. Could it be that tough dominant Jane Rizzoli's indestructible fortress wall was being broken down? Jane had never thought it possible… until now.