Chapter Fourteen

Well folks this is the end of our ride. Thank you for reading along. Your reviews have been kind and encouraging. You all made posting my first story a little less scary! I will post more stories as time and creativity permits.

A word of warning about this chapter. It is graphic, there is sex, there are bad words, and adult themes. If that is not your thing you may want to skip out on this chapter.

The sound of her deep soaking tub being filled with water greets Maura as she gets closer to her open bedroom door. She finds Jane sitting on the edge of the tub monitoring water temperature and slowly adding bath salts a little at a time. When she notices that she has company she smiles softly.

"This is romantic." Maura says sipping her white wine. A naked Jane drawing her a bath sitting there in the warm glow of candlelight. Yeah, romantic is a good word.

Jane stands up, closes the distance between them and leans in to kiss those glorious bee stung lips. Her hands are gentle as they glide along the contours of Maura's fit body. They make quick work of undoing the buckles of the red leather harness, letting it fall to the ground with a thud. Jane's lips brush against Maura's earlobe, "I love you Maura Isles."

Maura's heart still skips a beat every time Jane says it. Her arms tighten around the tanned beauty, "I love you too."

Jane is now a woman on a mission, she has a plan and it is time to begin to execute it. Her tongue playfully begins to connect the light dusting of freckles on Maura's shoulders eliciting a moan from the gorgeous blonde. Moving down, a direct line from the base of her throat, between her breasts, across her bellybutton, then sucking in the sensitive flesh at the top of her pubis.

"Oh Jane!" Maura's fingers tangle in Jane's unruly mane.

Jane's attention quickly shifts over to the inside of Maura's hip her tongue and teeth applying the right amount of pressure to the bundle of nerves tucked away there. Maura's hands grip tighter, she presses hard into Jane's mouth as her body betrays her and begins to tremble.

Jane's hands grasp Maura's ass and pull her in tighter to her mouth before switching to the other hip.

"Ohhhh Jane that is incredible!"

Jane kisses the spot, satisfied that she has gotten the blonde good and turned on. With a glance over her shoulder she reaches back and stops the flow of water. "Now M'Lady, if you would please have a seat on the edge of the tub."

Maura sits like the lady she is, legs closed, hands on her knees, back straight. Jane kisses her knee as her hands slide down her calf, slowly lifting it and setting the foot to rest on her thigh. Her fingers working hard to unfasten the world's tiniest buckle on a shoe that probably costs two months' salary.

Once exposed Jane's strong fingers work into Maura's achy feet. Her thumbs pushing deeply into the arch, the ball, the heel, the sides. Maura thinks she has gone to heaven and can't stop moaning. "Oh my god Jane, is there anything you aren't good at?"

Jane chuckles and looks up to meet hazel eyes, "Math!" She kisses the arch of each foot when her mini massage is complete.

Now with both feet freed from what Jane considers weapons of mass destruction she instructs Maura to get in the tub. "Soak, relax, and take your time." She leans down and kisses her on the lips. "This is your time." Maura leans her head back and closes her eyes, exhaling deeply as the hot water pulls the tension from her body. Jane moves her mouth close to Maura's ear, her voice almost a growl, "When you step into the bedroom, it's my time."

Jane sets to work preparing for what is to come. She lights a few candles, turns down the bed, slips a tie around her neck, queues up some music and secures her black leather harness around her slender hips. She takes a seat in the chair and waits patiently for the object of her desire to walk in.

Maura appears 15 minutes later, the ends of her hair slightly wet, her body relaxed, she leans up against the doorframe taking in the sight of Jane lounging in the chair in all her soft butch glory. The sight of the tie and the strap on cause her clit to twitch with need.

"Dance for me." And right on cue Peaches 'Fuck The Pain Away' fills the air.

Maura smiles surprised that Jane remembers this was the song she was dancing to when their eyes first met. Maura lets the music take her away, her body moving in perfect rhythm as she makes her way to Jane. If she is going to sit in that chair then she is going to get a lap dance. Maura turns her back to Jane and grinds her hips against her thighs. She spins around winds the tie around her hand and whips her hair against Jane's chest. Releasing the tie she dips her chest down and drags her hard nipples up the length of Jane's thighs, up her chest. When their stiff nipples brush against each other the sensation is electric. Maura feels it deep in her core, while Jane's entire body ignites with invisible fire. Maura stops her journey up when her ample breasts are smothering the Italian's face.

Jane groans at the loss of contact when Maura removes herself from the chair to reposition. She quickly straddles the chair and slowly circles her hips down as her hands rest on Jane's shoulders. She inches forward so that she can rub herself up and down the length of Jane's shaft. Her hips grinding in and around, her body aching for Jane.

As the song ends Jane hits mute on the remote, she has had enough dancing for one night. She is too hot to delay further. Her hands gasp Maura's still gyrating hips, as her mouth latches on to her right breast, swirling her tongue around the rock hard nipple.

"Oh Jane." Maura's head tilts back and her voice is unbelievably deep with lust. "Please Jane, I need you."

With little effort Jane lifts Maura's hips up and over her cock, the head pushing slowly in beginning its decent into the depths of Maura's core. The moan that escapes the blonde starts from the center of her soul and rumbles out slowly, deeply. It is primal and ripe with desire. Her fingers dig so deeply into Jane's shoulders that the nails break skin. The mixture of pleasure and pain drives Jane wild.

"Look at me Maura." Her voice is low but commanding.

They lock eyes as the cock reaches its maximum depth. Maura bites her lower lip and fights to keep her eyes open. Jane gives her a little nod of the head and that is her signal. Maura slowly begins to circle her hips the sensation of Jane so deeply embedded in her and the shockwaves her clit is sending through her body as it grinds against the leather are divine.

Jane's fingers roll Maura's nipples slowly applying more and more pressure. Drawing out deeper moans and gasps as her ministrations become harder until she is slowly tugging on them. Maura's fingernails drag down Jane's back leaving a bright red trail in their wake. Jane firmly plants her hands on Maura's hips and takes control. She works the smaller woman up off her cock, then as she's slowly guiding her down it she thrusts up into the wetness. Maura grabs on to the back of the chair and holds on for dear life. Their rhythm builds into a frenzy of panting, moaning, teeth gnashing into tender flesh and sweat.

Jane is ready to take Maura over the edge so she brings her thumb down against the throbbing clit that is straining for release. In a matter of seconds Maura's muscles begin to tighten, her moaning is beyond her control and then time stops. Breathing stops. Her body feels like it's been coiled like a spring about to break. And as the spring lets loose, air fills her burning lungs and she clings to Jane. Jane kisses her sweat slicked neck.

"God you are good!" Maura says still trying to catch her breath.

"Thank you Darlin'." She can feel Jane smile against her neck.

"No, thank you!" She leans down and kisses Jane deeply. Her hands cradling the back of Jane's head. When they come up for air, "Ok, I have to ask you… what is with the tie?" She gives it a tug. "Don't get me wrong, it is very sexy, but…"

Jane gets a wicked grin on her face and Maura knows she is in trouble, in the best sense of the word. "I will have to show you."

They move to the bed, Maura on her back, Jane straddling her. "Arms up." Jane demonstrates by holding her arms straight above her head. Maura follows suit. "Good girl." Jane grins and moves her body forward to reach better. Jane loosens her tie, and pulls the loop over her head. She leans forward with her breast mere inches from Maura's hungry mouth. "Pardon me." Jane chuckles. She takes Maura's right wrist and slips it through the loop of the tie and quickly pulls the material closed capturing her milky white wrist.

Maura gasps at the sensation of the rough fabric gripping her flesh. They have never tied one other up before and she finds herself turned on by the taboo act.

Jane notices the hint of a smile on her lovers face. "No one would ever suspect such a refined looking lady would be so damn kinky in the sheets."

"Is that a complaint Detective?"

"No Ma'am, merely an observation." Jane finishes tying the wrists together, not too tight, but just tight enough. "Flip over!" She moves to give Maura room. "Good. Now, ass up." Maura scoots up on her knees and pushes her ass up in the air. Jane snakes her hand under a pillow at the head of the bed and pulls out something Maura is very familiar with.

Feeling adventurous on the day she purchased her red leather harness, she also picked up a little leather tawse. She has enjoyed it when Jane smacked her ass with her hand so much she thought it might be nice to try something else. And hot damn, she was glad she bought it. There is something about the sensation of leather making stiff contact with her skin and the heady mixture of pleasure and pain that makes her soaking wet just thinking about it.

Jane positions herself right behind Maura, sliding her cock between those creamy white thighs. Running it along the outside of the very eager, very wet pussy, setting Maura off with a loud groan. Maura's sensitivity is off the charts having just had a bone rattling orgasm. Jane knows that this teasing contact will drive Maura wild and get her very wound up.

She lets Maura move herself against the shaft a little before she brings the leather strap down against her pale white ass. Maura gasps and moans, a delicious combination of surprise and pleasure. Jane alternates from cheek to cheek building Maura into a whimpering mess. As the impact of the leather against tender flesh increases the sensations morph. Pleasure gives way to pain. Her ass throbs from the contact, each new smack stings more and more.

Maura is being pushed to her threshold. Her face is buried into the duvet now biting at the material lettings out semi pained sounds that are still laced with desire.

Jane tosses the leather to the side, leans down and very gently kisses the bright red welts rising on Maura's ass. Her hands running soothingly along the contours of the blonde's body. The sensation of Jane's tongue gliding over the throbbing worked flesh starts pulling Maura back into the land of pleasure.

"Oh Jane…." Maura moans out.

"Tell me what you want Maura." Jane kisses her way up Maura's spine, wrapping her hands around her to pull her more upright.

"You know what I want."

Jane presses her lips against Maura's ear, "I want to hear you say it." Her tongue snakes into her ear drawing a deep moan from her.

"Oh god Jane!" Maura's body trembles a little. "I want to feel your cock fill me up."

Jane winds her hand in Maura's hair, giving her a tug back toward her. "You want me to fuck you like that?"

"Yes, please Jane, fuck me." Their lips meet for a passionate kiss. Jane's tongue plunging deep.

With Maura positioned again with her ass up in the air, legs wide and pussy open, Jane is ready to dive in. She guides the cock to the opening of Maura's soaking wet core. Without further delay she pushes herself all the way in to Maura.

"Oh fuck!" Maura groans.

Jane begins to pump Maura from behind, in turn the blonde slams herself back against what Jane has to offer. Their bodies quickly coat with sweat from the vigorous fucking. Jane wraps her long arm around Maura to allow her fingers to work her clit.

"Oh yes Jane, fuck… you are going to make me come." Maura's breathing is ragged and her body begins to tremble lightly. Jane feels the resistance against her cock as Maura's pussy begins to contract.

She allows Maura to edge a little bit closer to release before she pulls out.

"Evil!" Maura huffs.

Jane lays down alongside her. "You love it." She leans over and kisses the love of her life.

"Maybe." Maura smiles.

"Maura." Jane's voice is raspy and warn. Maura pulls back to look at Jane. "I want you to suck my cock, lick it clean."

Maura feels a burst of lava fire through her core at the command. She scoots down the bed, wiggles her way into place between Jane's legs. She grabs the base of the shaft with her bound hands and slowly runs her tongue up the length of it. The taste of her sweet juices turning her on. Jane watches every move and finds herself incredibly turned on, growing slicker with each flick of the tongue. When Maura wraps her full lips around the head and works her way down Jane almost comes just watching it.

The brunette can't take it anymore and pulls Maura up for a deep passionate kiss. Jane sucks the blondes come slicked tongue into her mouth moaning at the incredible taste. As horribly clichéd as it sounds Maura does taste like honey and sunshine. Sweet and warm. She rolls Maura onto her back, slipping her cock back in, slowly pushing her hips in and out as Maura matches her movements. They kiss slowly and passionately. Tongues taking turns at exploring. Lips gently caressing.

Jane's mouth slowly moves down Maura's body, when she reaches her breasts her fingers replace the cock that was working Maura's wetness. Jane's tongue leaves no part of Maura's breasts untraveled. She spends a great deal of time on each nipple, alternating between working it with her tongue, her teeth and her lips. Sucking it in, swirling her tongue around, flicking her tongue quickly against the hard nub. Maura's back arches and her moans deepen, all the while two fingers slowly work in and out of her dripping wet pussy.

She continues her decent eventually arriving at her dream destination. As Jane adds a third finger she sucks Maura's clit deeply into her mouth.

The moan the bursts out of Maura is the sexiest thing Jane has ever heard, "Jane!" Her name comes out like a pained call of ecstasy. Maura's bound hands grasp for something to hold on to but only succeed in pulling the bottom sheet from the bed. Her hips are now bucking wildly grinding her clit into Jane's willing mouth. "Fuck….that…feels….oh fuck…" Jane's fingers begin to tap out a rhythm against her g-spot.

"Let go Maura." Jane says locking eyes with her partner before taking her clit back into her mouth.

Jane can feel Maura's moan vibrate down her body. Her pussy slicks and the muscles begin to close in around her fingers rendering it impossible to move. All she is able to do it work her curled finger tips on the g-spot.

"Fuck! Com….ing…." Maura chokes out before she soars off into the abyss. Her back and hips arch off the bed. Her body feels like it is going to split in two. That is when it happens. The white hot heat building at the very center of her core gives way and she feels herself release. Truly release.

Jane's fingers are expelled from Maura's pussy by the sheer force of the orgasm that splashes against her chest and chin. She keeps working Maura's clit with her mouth coaxing more and more come from her. She pushes Maura way beyond what she thought was her finishing point. Finally oversensitivity wins over and she begs Jane to stop.

"No more, oh God. Stop stop stop." She closes her thighs and Jane relinquishes her hold on her clit.

Maura lays there, catching her breath as her body is rocked by a steady stream of aftershocks. Jane stretches out alongside her, not touching her body. "Can I untie you?" Maura just nods her head, eyes closed. Jane releases her with ease freeing her from her binds.

"Thank you." Her voice is low and seeped in lust. "Jane?"

"Yeah, Darlin'?"

"That was intense."

"Yes, it was."

"I've never done that before."

Jane smiles with pride at being the first to draw such an orgasm out of Maura. "Won't be the last time either."

Maura turns her head to look at her satisfied lover, "Promise?"

Jane nods and smiles big, "I promise."

"Good, I am going to hold you to that." Maura sounds exhausted, "Bed?"

"Bed." Jane reaches behind her and moves the duvet so Maura can roll back and under the covers. They both settle in, Maura rests her head on Jane's chest, her right leg draped over her. "Sweet dreams my love." Jane kisses the top of her head.

"Mmm, sweet dreams." She mumbles into Jane's chest, the pull of sleep dragging her under. "I love you."

"I love you too." Jane holds her just a little tighter, never wanting to let her go.

Maura is lulled into sleep by the steady beat of Jane Rizzoli's heart.