VII. Suckday
Jane slipped out of bed and headed for the bathroom. Freshened up she next went into the kitchen to start the coffeemaker. While waiting for the coffee she pulled out a tray and fixed it for Maura. Pouring coffee for both she plucked a rose out of the bouquet in the living room and added it to the tray. She returned to the bedroom.
Where she was met by an empty bed. Jane set the tray down and looked at the note sitting on her pillow.
Jane, Meet me here this afternoon at 3 p.m. I will expect you to be nude. Love, Maura.
Jane crumpled up the note and tossed it into the wastebasket. What is Maura planning? After thinking for awhile Jane knew she wasn't going to find out before 3 p.m. so she headed to the gym for a workout. Something told her she might need the stamina.
Maura stood back and examined the bedroom with a critical eye. She changed the bed linens, removed any unnecessary items from the bedside tables and lit the candles. A soft glow lit the room. Although it was barely 2 p.m. she'd close the blinds to keep their privacy and make the room seem more intimate. She smiled briefly at that thought. Given their activities of the past week their intimacy with each other was a given. She now trusted Jane Rizzoli implicitly: anything Jane wanted Maura would do, without question. She knew Jane felt the same. Glancing at the time Maura took her change of clothes into the bathroom for a long soak in the tub.
Jane stepped inside at five minutes to three. "Maura?" she called softly. No answer. Jane kicked off her shoes and headed into the bedroom.
Candles were lit on the bedside tables, shadows of the flames dancing across the ceiling. Jane quickly discarded her clothes, placing them inside the closet and lie down on the bed. She smiled a bit at the scarves wrapped around the bedposts; a little kink for tonight. Okay, M, I'm here at 3 p.m., nude. Come out wherever you are.
At five minutes past three the bathroom door opened and Maura emerged. She was dressed in a black negligee with a long black silk wrap. Jane was struck by Maura's beauty once again. Could the woman get any more beautiful?
Without speaking Maura moved to the head of the bed. She picked up Jane's arm and looped her wrist through the scarf tied to the bed post. Moving to the other side of the bed Maura did the same with the other wrist.
"At this point I do not wish to restrain you further." Maura spoke quietly. Jane raised her eyebrows and looked at Maura but also did not speak. Removing the wrap Maura climbed onto the bed and straddled Jane. She reached down for a quick kiss but did not prolong it.
"Tonight you're mine. You will do as I say, when I say. Despite the restraints on your wrists you are free to move as you wish. However I request you move only to my requirements.
This is not about pain or punishment but rather touch. It is about a heightened level of feelings based on touch and how your body responds."
With that Maura stretched out over Jane's body and captured her lips in a heated kiss. Maura used her hands to stroke Jane's cheeks as they kissed. Jane fought to keep her wrists in the scarves; although tied she could wriggle out of them if she wished. She didn't. She wanted to see what Maura had planned for her.
Maura kissed the side of Jane's neck then her collarbone. Working slowly down Jane's body it was all about touch: Maura's lips, then her hands, kissing and stroking all of Jane's body. Some of the touches were merely soft caresses that whispered over Jane's skin as Maura worked her way down Jane's body.
Jane began to notice that the more obvious body parts were the ones Maura briefly touched or skipped altogether. Both breasts had been left alone as Maura merely touched the sides before peppering Jane's ribcage with kisses then caresses. As a result her nipples were erect and Jane felt an almost insane urge to touch them herself. She refrained, not wanting to anger Maura or interrupt her.
Maura worked down Jane's legs, massaging her calves. Working her way back up Maura lightly stroked the inside of Jane's thighs but left her core untouched. Maura reached over and pulled a couple of scarves out of the bedside table. Wrapping one around her hand she left the end trailing. She started back up Jane's body, rubbing the scarf over her heated skin and allowing the end of the scarf to dance across Jane's body as Maura moved over her.
Jane felt as if every nerve in her body was on fire. Her hips bucked involuntarily. Growing wetter by the second Jane was close to being pushed over the edge. Maura put one hand on her center and stilled Jane's hips. She blew soothing breaths on Jane's nipples.
Jane moaned. Maura took the second scarf and gathered it into a small ball. She reached between Jane's legs and opened her lips. Inserting the scarf into Jane she stroked the outside of Jane's folds before kissing Jane again.
This time the kisses continued and intensified. Maura slipped her tongue inside Jane's mouth and they battled each other. Jane felt she was being consumed from the inside out. Every fiber of her being cried out for her release. The next time Maura touched Jane she believed she could easily fly off the bed, her body felt so sensitive.
Maura kissed Jane again, this time inserting two fingers into Jane, right next to the scarf that had been bundled into Jane. Maura noticed how damp the scarf was from Jane's arousal. Maura lightly flicked her finger around Jane's engorged clit.
"M," Jane tried to say more but couldn't. It was all she could do to remain on the bed and not fly off into the universe somewhere.
"Soon, love," Maura encouraged and smiled, gazing into Jane's black lust-filled eyes. Maura scraped her nails over Jane's rock hard abs and watched the muscles ripple underneath her hand. She reached into Jane and grabbed the very edge of the scarf. Pulling slowly she watched Jane's reaction.
Jane wasn't sure she could describe the sensations running through her body. The scarf filled her completely and was now being pulled out of her. As the scarf was pulled out Maura's mouth took over and she alternated between thrusting her tongue in Jane and lightly flicking it over Jane's clit.
Suddenly Jane's body tensed as her orgasm washed over her. Every nerve ending in her body participated. Given the gentleness of Maura's movements Jane expected a gentle sensation of an orgasm and was more than surprised by the violence of it as it ripped through her body.
She opened her eyes to Maura lovingly removing her wrists from the scarves. Maura kissed the insides of Jane's arms but there was no need. The scarves had been so soft they left no abrasions or discomfort in her arms. Jane wrapped her arms around Maura and pulled her in for another passionate kiss. Even in her afterglow Jane felt the sensitivity of her body react to Maura's silk negligee against her skin.
"My God, M, I don't know what to say. You took my breath away." Maura kissed Jane's cheek. She rested her head against Jane's chest.
"I wanted to see if I could show you how you make me feel everyday, Jane."
"I want you," Jane practically growled as her arousal and hunger for Maura presented itself. Jane kissed the tops of Maura's breasts as she tugged on the negligee.
"Off, please," she said. Maura giggled.
"At least you said 'please.'"
"That's the last nicety you get out of me, Maura Isles. I want to make love to you then fuck you senseless. You'll be limp by the time I'm done with you."
Maura felt a shiver run through her body. She knew Jane had the means to make her wishes come true. She paused before removing her negligee.
"By the way, Jane, what do we do this next week, since this is day seven?"
"I'm sure I'll figure something out, Maura. By the way, this is suckday. You like?" Jane growled the last two words. Maura flushed.
"By all means, Jane, I've loved the whole week."
"I thought you might."
The End
I hope you enjoyed Jane's "week." ;)