Unhinged

Summary: Maura has been waiting on Jane for a long time. At last, the doctor leaps at a chance to show the detective just how wild she's been driving her. PWP.

Disclaimer: This work is intended as a piece of fiction. I do not own any of the Rizzoli & Isles characters, plot, etc. No copy write infringement intended.

A/N: This fan fiction is rated M (NC-17) for graphic sexual content between two female characters. If this is not to your liking, you need not continue reading.

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Maura was working late down in the lab on a Friday night, trying to finish up her final reports to wrap up the week's cases. It had been a long, stressful workweek: three homicides and an accidental death. It was almost miraculous that Dr. Isles and the detectives were able to close up the cases before the weekend rolled in. They had already been working on the triple homicide case for nearly three weeks when only yesterday they had broken the case.

The doctor stared down at her paperwork in a daze, her mind felt exhausted. Maura's body, however, was a different story. She was restless and moody. She had been stuck in the basement of the Boston PD for nearly three days straight. And Jane had been so busy since they opened both cases that Maura had barely seen her all week long. Maura was really looking forward to sharing a drink with the tall, brown-eyed, brunette detective; she was not only her best friend, but she was also a great source of relief and comfort in times of stress.

Recently, however, Maura had been finding it increasingly hard to concentrate on her work whenever Jane was nearby. She found her eyes sweeping over the detective's lean, muscular frame. Maura grew increasingly hungry for her whenever Jane stood close to her, the smell of her hair and skin wafting toward her.

The doctor could feel her senses heightening when Jane stepped into the room, especially if they happened to be alone together. Maura could hear every nervous sigh, every anxious shift of Jane's body, every baited breath passing over her lips. She noticed Jane's coffee colored eyes dilating as she scanned up and down Maura's body and the way Jane licked her lips oh so subtly.

When Jane smirked at Maura when they were alone drove the doctor mad. She loved the way the detective's voice lowered and her movements became slow and deliberate. Maura could feel goose bumps rising on Jane's flesh whenever she brushed by, much closer than necessary, and the way Jane started to shiver when Maura let her touch linger suggestively.

Still, Maura did not act on her attraction for her best friend. No matter how much she longed to taste those pale lips, how much she would love to run her hands over that olive skin, and how much she thought about what it would feel like to possess her completely, she was patiently waiting for the detective to come to her. Somehow, Maura knew Jane could not resist her forever.

And it was that Friday night, at nearly eight o'clock, that Maura's suspicions were confirmed when the detective knocked softly at Maura's office door. The doctor smiled up at her widely, her eyes flashing with unhinged desire. She had been thinking about Jane for sometime and found it hard to hide the heated look on her face.

"Hi…" Jane said breathlessly. On her face was a look of honest concern, but her gaze up and down the honey blond doctor's body hinted at a buried longing. "You about finished? It's getting late and I was headed home."

Maura smiled, approaching the detective who still stood close to the doorway. She noted Jane's posture and nervous glances. Lately, it seemed Jane found it difficult to be alone with her. And as Maura approached the brunette she glanced at Jane's chest, watching as the brunette struggled to breathe evenly.

"Just finishing up some paperwork." Maura said in a soft, cool tone as she paused just inches from the detective.

"Oh…" Jane said, avoiding Maura's eyes. Instead Jane's eyes focused briefly on Maura's lips, just when the doctor had purposefully licked them. "…I guess we can go for drinks some other time."

Jane turned to leave but Maura reached out and touched Jane's arms gently. Instantly, gooseflesh rose on Jane's skin. She turned and looked Maura in the eyes for the first time that night.

The doctor's hazel eyes were dark and full of longing. Maura's heart pounded loudly in her chest as Jane held her gaze. She felt the desperate urge to take Jane's lips with her own, but she held back. The denial only seemed to make her arousal grow stronger.

"Stay." Maura said in a low, somewhat commanding tone.

"Okay." Jane mumbled, biting her lip and gulping nervously, her eyes searching Maura's carefully.

Maura stepped closer, their faces only inches apart, their eyes locked. Then Maura reached behind the detective, locking the door behind her, smirking as she felt Jane shiver underneath her. When their eyes met again Jane's eyes had grown dark. She had just taken a deep inhale of Maura's scent as she had leaned closer to her.

"Maura, what are you—" Jane tried to say, but she was interrupted by Maura gently taking each of Jane's hands and placing them on Maura's hips.

"Shh…" Maura said softly placing her hands on Jane's chest and peering up at the taller woman. As she ran her hands up Jane's sternum to her shoulders she could feel the detectives heart beating wildly in her chest. "I've been waiting for you."

Maura tilted her head back, her lips mere millimeters from Jane's. She could feel Jane's breath hitch on her lips, watched as her eyelids fluttered with the sensation of Maura's hot breath on her face. Jane's thin lips parted slightly. She clearly anticipated Maura's intent despite her show of ignorance.

But Maura fought the burning urge to kiss the detective. Instead, when she leaned forward, she let their cheeks brush as she moved to whisper in Jane's ear, "I know you want me, Jane… I want you, too."

Suddenly, months of tension and denial were released as Jane turned, taking Maura's lips in a deep and passionate kiss. The detective let her hands slip around the doctor's back, pulling her body taught against her own. Maura let her hands wander into Jane's dark curls, pressing her tongue hungrily into Jane's mouth. Jane sucked on Maura's bottom lip with an approving moan, her hands slowly running up and down Maura's back.

As if finally given permission, Maura let the floodgates of her passion burst. She moved ravenous kisses down Jane's jawline, biting and licking her way down her strong neck, her nails trailing down from Jane's scalp. Jane's moans and heaving breaths only made Maura's efforts hungrier.

Maura only paused to gasp for breath when her kisses reached Jane's collarbone, where she was met by the barrier of Jane's button-up blouse. Jane looked at the doctor with dark, heavy lidded eyes. She was pressed against the door, panting for breath. Her expression was halfway between shock and maddening desire.

Maura's hands came to Jane's chest. Agonizingly slowly she unbuttoned Jane's shirt as she stared into her pleading eyes. Maura let a small smirk escape her lips. She had been waiting so long for this. Now that she had the detective right where she wanted her, she was going to make it last as long as she could possibley stand.

Jane gasped as Maura pushed the detective's shirt and jacket off in one slow, gentle movement of her hands down both her shoulders. She watched Jane sigh as the material hit the floor and the cool of the room caused her to shiver. Maura licked her lips at the sight of fresh, untouched skin.

What really made her wet, though, was the sight of Jane's hardened nipples pressing through the thin material of her bra. It was clear now that Jane was as aroused as the doctor. Maura let her hands run back up Jane's arms, across her shoulders and down her chest. Jane's eyes flitted closed as Maura's palms rested at the top of her breasts.

"Maur." Jane muttered.

The doctor let her hands slip around the curves of Jane's breasts, squeezing gently. Jane pressed forward into her hands, eager for more contact. Unable to control her need for more, Maura let her hands slip around Jane's back as her lips met the detective's again.

If possible, this kiss was even hungrier than the first. Jane grasped desperately at Maura's hips as she skillfully unhooked the detective's bra. Jane shivered at the feel of Maura's silk shirt against the sensitive skin of her breasts. The sensation caused Jane to dig her nails into Maura's lower back, causing Maura, in turn, to gasp with pleasure.

Forcefully Maura led Jane across the room, their lips never parting, to her desk. She had thought, very briefly, about taking Jane to the couch, but, instead, she decided she was going to live her fantasy after all. She spun Jane around, causing the detective to fall back onto the desk, their lips at last parting.

"Maura!" Jane gasped up at her from the pile of files on the doctor's desk. "What is with y—"

Jane was interrupted by Maura tossing her silk shirt aside to reveal a black, lacey bra. The detective had little time to appreciate the newly exposed skin, because Maura was soon on top of her again. Jane, propped up on her elbows, let her head fall back as Maura took her right breast into her mouth. As she sucked on the right nipple and teased softly with her teeth, she messaged the left with her hand, running her thumb slowly over the hardened bud.

Jane nearly fell back as she tried to hold in a low moan. Instead, she bit her lip hard and grasped at either side of the desk with white knuckles. But as Maura moved her mouth to the other breast, she was unable to withhold a guttural moan of pleasure.

"Maur!" she pleaded the doctor.

Maura slowly worked her away down Jane's abdomen, leaving a trail of wet kisses. She lingered below Jane's bellybutton, smelling Jane's arousal seeping from under her slacks and panties. Her hands moved down Jane's sides tugging at Jane's pants. Jane laid back and eagerly reached down to remove the barrier, but Maura stopped her. Instead, she slowly unzipped them herself, pulling them off with agonizing delicacy.

Finally, Jane's panties were revealed as Maura tossed her slacks to the floor. They were already soaking, and the sight drove Maura mad. The doctor could not withhold her desire for just a taste. She pressed her mouth firmly against the material, sucking softly.

Jane moaned loudly, bucking her hips up so Maura's tongue pressed against her throbbing clit. Jane tasted heavenly, and Maura's mouth watered for more. But she held back, ignored the growing moisture between her legs, and crawled up to Jane's face. She caught her mouth in another hungry kiss, letting her thigh press firmly between Jane's spread legs. Jane continued to buck her hips up, desperate for more contact.

"Since when," Jane panted between kisses, "were you so cruel."

Maura snickered, pressing hard into Jane's core with her muscular thigh, "Trust me, you'll be thanking me soon enough."

Jane tossed her head back yet again as Maura sucked on her neck. The doctor let her fingers slip under Jane's panties. Her long fingers slipped purposefully into Jane's hot, soaking folds, circling her opening.

"Fuck!" Jane groaned loudly as Maura's finger barely grazed her swollen clit.

Maura pressed her fingers lightly over the bud again, reveling in the way it made the detective twitch. Jane spread her legs wide and moaned in her ear. She wanted Maura inside of her, but Maura would not yet comply. Instead, she teased Jane's clit her thumb, circling Jane's opening with her middle finger. Meanwhile, she sucked at the pulsing vein at Jane's neck.

"Fuck me!" Jane muttered through gritted teeth. Maura wasn't sure if it was an exasperated complaint or a desperate plea, but she obliged, slipping a finger deep inside Jane's opening at last, circling her clit with her thumb. Eager to feel Jane squeezing around her, she added a second finger. The doctor was rewarded with the feel of Jane's walls convulsing around her thrusting digits and her loud moans of approval.

"Oh god, Maura!" Jane said, thrusting her hips up into Maura's strong hand, "I'm going to cum!"

After several more moans of "fuck!" and "god!" Jane's whole body started to quake, her body tensing tightly around Maura's fingers, she gave one final upward thrust of her hips and then collapsed onto the desk. Jane came down from her high with her lips pressed against Maura's.

Finally, after Jane had regained her breath, she opened her eyes. She smiled up at Maura, placing an appreciative kiss on her lips. Maura sighed, smiling too.

"That was…" Jane said, laying back and staring up at the ceiling, "…amazing."

What was really amazing, Maura thought, was how much fucking Jane made her aroused. She almost thought she was going to cum herself hearing Jane moan her name, feeling her body moving beneath her. She could feel her underwear soaking between her legs as she stared down at the detective.

Jane turned to the honey blond, her eyes hungry again. "Now it's my turn."'

Maura wasn't sure how she felt about relinquishing control, but she soon forgot about all that when Jane pressed her thigh up between her legs. Maura moaned into Jane's mouth as they kissed. She could not help but buck forcefully into Jane's thigh, she was already so wet.

Suddenly, Jane broke the kiss. "Let's move to the couch."

Maura reluctantly climbed off of Jane. She licked her lips as she watched the naked detective approach her. The sight was almost as thrilling as seeing Jane quaking under her. Jane followed her across the room, watching Maura hungrily as she removed her skirt.

Their lips met yet again, Jane's hands cupping each of Maura's round breasts. Maura fell back into the couch behind her. She lay back as Jane climbed on top of her. The detective spread kisses down her neck, down to her breast. The feel of Jane's hair trailing down her figure caused her to shiver. Then Jane took her breast into her mouth, sucking greedily.

Maura held in a whimper and bit her lip, hard. She longed to feel Jane inside her, to relieve that pressure that had been building all day long, but Jane was busy praising her body. The brunette switched to the other breast, teasing the moistened, hardened nipple with her fingers.

"Jane…" Maura muttered, grasping the detective's hand and pulling it forcefully between her legs.

Jane's nimble fingers slipped under her moistened, black panties and into her soaking folds. The detective gasped with awe, "You are so wet."

Maura bucked up into Jane's hand, pressing her throbbing core firmly against Jane's palm. Jane's fingers grazed lightly over her clit and Maura bucked again. The doctor's need growing, and the detective's confidence building, Jane slipped her finger over Maura's bud of nerves again and again. Finally, she slipped two fingers deep inside her opening. Maura clenched tightly around Jane's hand as she rode her fingers.

She struggled to keep her eyes open as Jane brought her closer and closer. Maura wanted Jane to see how much pleasure she was giving her, see in her hazel eyes how much she loved the way Jane touched her. She stared into the detective's coffee brown eyes with deliberate intensity, only faltering at the very last moment when she climaxed with a low, guttural moan.

When Maura finally collapsed she pulled Jane's panting form on top of her. They lay their trying to catch their breath for some time. Jane rested her head on Maura's shoulder, running her fingertips over Maura's collarbone distractedly. After a long silence, she picked her head up and looked Maura in the eye nervously.

"Was that…?" she whispered anxiously.

"Yes." Maura said with a smile, answering her question without Jane even having to finish, "That was amazing."

Jane kissed at Maura's neck. "So," she said between kisses, "you still want to go get that drink?"

"Yes," Maura said, her hands running down Jane's back and squeezing her ass playfully, "but let's have it at my place."

Jane kissed Maura's lips with a smile, then peered down at her admiringly, "Doctor Isles you are a naughty, naughty girl."

Maura nipped at Jane's neck, breathing heavily into her ear, "Detective Rizzoli, you've seen nothing yet."

[The End]

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