Chapter 1 – Maura's Birthday

In which Jane and Maura try to get sexy for the first time after Eva's arrival

August 7, 2018

Dawn was just breaking when Jane woke up. To her left, she could hear the sound of Eva's steady breathing in her bassinet. She was still asleep. To Jane's right, Maura was also sound asleep, her arm draped loosely over Jane. So Jane was the first one awake, just as she'd planned. She took a moment to appreciate her surroundings, as she often did. Never at any point in her past would she have pictured herself here: waking up each morning in a king-sized bed, enveloped in luxurious silk sheets, an exquisitely beautiful woman beside her. Jane still felt somewhat out of place amidst all these luxury things, but this was what Maura was used to and what she deserved. And while Jane would never have admitted it, she was actually starting to like living like this. She wasn't sure she could ever go back to sleeping on a lumpy mattress with cotton sheets. She was certain she would never be able to go back to sleeping alone, without Maura's warmth beside her.

Today was Maura's 42nd birthday. Jane had the whole day planned out, assuming everything went according to plan. Their lives for the past two months had been all about sleep deprivation, breastfeeding, diapers, and potty training. But the mother of Jane's children, the woman who had given birth to her first child and delivered the second one, deserved the have the best birthday ever. Today was going to be all about Maura. To start with, Jane planned to bring her breakfast in bed, but she knew it was unrealistic to think she could sneak out of bed and make a fancy breakfast while corralling a two-year-old and a two-month-old, all before Maura woke up. So she had enlisted the help of her mother. She supposed there had to be some situations where having your mother live with you actually helped with romance.

Jane noticed Eva starting to stir and quickly slid out from under Maura's arm, gliding easily across silk sheets and out of the bed. She lifted Eva from her bassinet before she could make a sound and carried her from the room.

"I know, I know," Jane whispered. "Just give me a second. We have to let Mommy sleep this morning." She went into Eva's nursery and sat down in the glider, quickly lifting her tank top to give the baby access to her boob. Eva quickly latched on and started devouring her breakfast while Jane grabbed a pillow and made herself more comfortable. "There you go," she said softly. "We don't have to worry about bothering Mommy in here." She lightly touched Eva's wispy blonde hair, still amazed that she had squeezed this perfect tiny human out of her vagina. Her vagina hadn't seen any action since then, but she was hoping to change that tonight. Maura deserved some loving for her birthday. They'd been too tired to think about it much, and Jane had needed time to physically recover from childbirth anyway, but tonight – tonight was the night. Jane thought she was up for it, and she knew Maura was. Several days ago she'd caught Maura masturbating in bed and had sleepily reached over to stroke her wife's clit until she shuddered with orgasm, but she didn't think that really counted as sex. Tonight, when the kids were asleep, they would do the real thing. That would be Maura's final birthday present for the day.

"Mama!" Jane looked up to see Charlotte toddling into the room, a board book in one hand and her stuffed rabbit in the other.

"Shhh," said Jane. "We have to whisper. Mommy's still sleeping."

"Okay," Charlotte replied in a stage whisper, climbing up into the glider and wedging herself between Jane and the arm of the chair. Eva stopped nursing for a moment to look at her big sister, then resumed.

"It's Mommy's birthday," Jane told Charlotte. "We're going to bring her breakfast in bed."

"Can we make birthday cake?"

"Of course, but not until later." Jane hugged Charlotte tight with the arm that wasn't holding Eva. "I am one lucky mommy, do you know that?"

Charlotte gave her a funny look. "You're not Mommy. You're Mama."

"Fine, I'm a lucky Mama, because I have the two best babies in the world."

"I'm not a baby. Eva's a baby."

"Well you know what, Smartypants? You're always going to be my baby." She kissed Charlotte's curly little head. "Oh no, I sound just like your Grandma. I am turning into my mother." She looked down at Charlotte. "Which mother do you think you'll turn into?"

"What?"

"Never mind. Eva's done eating. Let's go see if Grandma is downstairs."

Jane took both girls down to the kitchen, where Angela was making French toast as she'd promised.

"Hi girls!" she said cheerfully, looking up from the stove.

"Hey Ma," replied Jane. "How's breakfast coming?"

"The eggs are ready, the French toast is almost ready, and the muffins are in the oven. I also have coffee brewing, and I picked up some flowers at the market yesterday. I thought it would be a nice touch to put flowers on her tray."

"I didn't even think of that! Ma, you are a lifesaver!" Jane gratefully kissed her mother on the cheek before opening the fridge to look for fruit. She threw some assorted berries into a bowl (one-handedly, since she was still carrying Eva) and put it on the tray with the eggs. When the French toast was done, she sprinkled powdered sugar over it and stuck in a birthday candle, digging a book of matches out of a drawer. She added coffee and a muffin as soon as they were ready, stuck a few flowers in a vase, gave Charlotte a muffin, and handed Eva to her mother.

"You hold her while I take Maura her breakfast," she said.

"My pleasure!" said Angela. "Come here to Grandma! You are the sweetest little baby! Yes you are!" She covered Eva's face with kisses and Eva broke into a toothless smile.

She has Maura's smile, Jane thought fondly as she picked up the tray and carefully carried it upstairs. Maura was still asleep, but she stirred a little at Jane's approach. Jane set the tray down on the bed and planted a kiss on Maura's brow. "Good morning, beautiful," she said as Maura's eyes fluttered open.

"Good morning," Maura replied groggily, stretching.

"I love that you answer to 'beautiful,'" Jane observed.

"It's obvious you're talking to me."

"You're damn right it is." Jane gave her a kiss. "Anyway, happy birthday! I brought you breakfast!"

Maura looked at the tray in surprise. "You cooked all this?"

"Nah, I got Ma to do it. But it was my idea." She moved the tray closer to Maura, who reached for a berry.

"You've never brought me breakfast in bed before," said Maura. "It looks amazing."

"To be fair, I've thought about it before. I just never quite got my act together until now."

Maura smiled, taking a sip of her coffee before picking up the fork.

"Wait, you can't eat your French toast until you blow out the candle," insisted Jane. She grabbed a match and lit the candle. "I won't torture you with my singing. Just make a wish."

Maura smiled. "I don't know what to wish for. I already have everything I want."

"You can wish that I'll manage on my own with two babies when you go back to work next week."

"I already know you will." Maura looked down at the flame and blew it out. Jane watched her face as she started on her French toast. There were a few subtle lines there that hadn't been present when Jane first met Maura, but she was no less beautiful for it. She put her hand on Maura's face and ran her thumb lightly over the lines near her eye.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" asked Maura.

"I'm just thinking about how beautiful you are, how much I love you, how glad I am that you were born."

Maura tilted her head, blushing. "I'm glad I was born too. I wish I'd known, during unhappy times in my younger years, just how good my life was going to get."

"But if you had known, you would never have gotten to find out just how brave you are. You have to be brave to keep going when you don't even know if things will get better."

"Perhaps you're right." Maura took a bite out of her muffin. "This is good! What's in it?"

"Apples, cherries, pears, and pecans. And it's symbolic of what's to come. I was thinking, when the kids are asleep tonight, maybe you could snack a little on my muffin."

"You have a different one?"

"Well, I mean, yeah…"

"What flavor is it?"

"Maura, I know it's been a while since you've, you know, sampled it, but I think it's still the same as before. I mean, it's been through some stuff, but it's recovered pretty well."

Maura frowned. "Are we talking about the same thing?"

"Apparently not. Did you think I meant a literal muffin?"

"What other kind of muffin is there?"

"The lady bits kind?"

"People call that a muffin?"

"Sometimes, yes."

"I wasn't familiar with that particular euphemism."

"Well, that's what you have me for. My point is, I wanna sex you up tonight, for your birthday. If you want me too, anyway."

Maura grinned. "I definitely want you to. I've been having a lot of dreams about sex lately. In one dream, we were still just friends and we'd never had sex and I didn't think you would ever want to and it was killing me."

Jane laughed. "It has been a while. But I think it's been long enough. I'm not sore anymore, and Eva's sleeping a little more now. It's time we got sexy again. I know a lady has needs, and I'm here to take care of yours."

A sly smile spread across Maura's face. "Why wait? We're alone right now."

"Well, we could, but I told Ma I was just taking you breakfast."

"What are the girls doing?"

"Charlotte's having breakfast and Eva's being doted on by her grandmother."

"That could take a while. Maybe you could just give me a little taste of what's to come?"

Jane licked her lips. "I can try."

"It is my birthday." Maura continued eating, but she spread her legs a bit. Jane felt heat rising in her as she put her hand under the blanket and slid it up Maura's thigh, underneath her nightgown, knowing that Maura often slept without underwear.

"Two months is a long time to be deprived of this pussy," Jane murmured, lovingly caressing her before parting her softness and touching a fingertip to her clit. Maura cried out softly as Jane began gently stroking her…

…and then they heard footsteps coming up the stairs.

"If I ever complain about living in a creaky old house, remind me of this," Jane muttered after quickly withdrawing her hand. They both tried to look innocent as Angela came in with Eva in her arms and Charlotte by her side.

"Happy birfday Mommy!" Charlotte cried joyfully, climbing onto the bed with Angela's help.

"Aww, thank you, sweetie," said Maura. "I will always have a happy birthday as long as I'm surrounded by my favorite people, like I am right now." Eva reached her little arms out to Maura, and Angela handed her over.

"Well, you might as well open a few presents," said Jane. She extracted some wrapped gifts from her closet. "Here you go. This one's from me."

Maura carefully undid the tape on the wrapping paper and extracted a flat, square box, removing the lid to reveal a royal blue satin dress from one of her favorite boutiques, a dress that would cling to her in all the right places. "Oh, Jane," she said. "It's so pretty! Thank you!"

"I have a decent idea of what you like by now," said Jane modestly. "The next one's from Charlotte." She handed the present to Charlotte, who proudly presented it to Maura.

"That's your shoes!" Charlotte told her excitedly.

"Good job keeping it a secret," said Jane, shaking her head as Maura opened the package to reveal a pair of heels covered in the same blue satin as the dress, with crystals fastened on over the toes.

"Thank you, Charlotte!" she said. "I have a whole outfit now!"

"No outfit is complete without accessories!" Jane declared, handing Maura a small present. "This is from Eva."

Maura excitedly unwrapped the package to discover a gold necklace with a DNA double helix pendant and matching earrings. "Oh, I love them!" she exclaimed. "These will be perfect to wear at work!"

"And they'll be perfect to wear at dinner," said Jane. "We have a table reserved tonight on the patio at the Gaslight Brasserie. The whole Sunday dinner crowd will be there, and you'll have a cake with 42 candles." Maura frowned. "Just kidding. I'm not sure how many candles there will be, but there will be no mention of your age. And I have one more present for you, although it's not exactly for you." She went back to the closet and pulled out a slinky red dress. "This is what I'm wearing tonight. Of my own free will, as painful as it is. I know what you like to see me wear, and I like the way you look at me when I wear what you like. And it is your birthday."

"I helped her pick it out," beamed Angela. "She's going to look so pretty!" She reached out to pat Jane's cheek, but Jane squirmed away from her.

Maura smiled. "Jane. You really went all out this year!"

"Well, we haven't been out of the house much for a while, and it's been a stressful year, which we survived only because you're so amazing. So I really wanted to make this an extra special birthday for you."

Maura looked around at Eva cradled in the crook of her arm, Charlotte sitting at her other side, her breakfast and gifts before her. "Well it's already the best birthday I've ever had, and I haven't even gotten out of bed yet!"

XXX

Dinner at the French restaurant that night was much like any other Rizzoli family event: loud and chaotic, but still fun. Maura in particular seemed thrilled that everyone had come out for her birthday. There were more presents, escargots for the appetizer (Jane didn't touch them, but Charlotte, to Maura's delight, thought they were good) and a chocolate ganache cake. Charlotte and T.J. chased each other around the patio, and everyone tried to feel baby Barry kicking inside Nina's belly (he wouldn't behave for Jane, but Maura got to feel a few kicks).

"When we get home, you can have your dessert," Jane muttered into Maura's ear while they were gathering up opened presents and leftover cake.

Maura frowned. "I thought the cake was the dessert."

"Really, Maura? You're killing me today! I mean your other dessert! The kind that's not food!"

Maura looked confused for a second, and then realization dawned on her face. "Oh! I am looking forward to that. You look positively scrumptious tonight."

"And that's why I called it 'dessert.'"

When they got home, they employed the old divide-and-conquer approach to getting the girls to sleep. Maura read Charlotte a bedtime story while Jane nursed Eva, and before long they were both in bed. Jane put Eva in her bassinet and turned on the video monitor that gave them a view of Charlotte asleep in her room. Maura came into the bedroom, closed the door behind her, and grinned seductively at Jane.

"Well," said Jane quietly, sitting on the edge of the bed. "You remember how to do this?"

"Of course!" replied Maura. "It isn't the sort of thing you forget."

"Just making sure. It's been a while. I might be a little rusty."

"Oh, I think it'll come back to you." Maura unzipped her dress and let it fall to the floor, revealing a lacy black bra and panties set – and an amazing figure. Jane bit her lip as Maura came closer. As soon as she was within reach, Jane put her hands on Maura's hips and pulled her in for a passionate kiss, Maura's tongue entering her mouth almost immediately. Jane felt around for Maura's bra clasp and unfastened it, sliding the bra down Maura's arms. She broke away from the kiss to take in the sight of her wife's perfect tits. She cupped them in her hands and slid her tongue slowly over soft, delicate skin, savoring the taste. She nibbled a little at one nipple and licked off the milk that dripped out.

"I missed these," she murmured before sliding her hands downwards, hooking her thumbs over the waistband of Maura's panties, and tugging them down. Maura stepped out of them and climbed into Jane's lap, wrapping her legs around Jane's waist and her arms around Jane's neck. Jane ran her fingers through Maura's hair, reveling in the feeling of this sexy woman wrapped around her. "I fucking love you," she whispered.

"I love you too," Maura whispered back. "Now touch me."

Jane was more than happy to oblige. She slid her left hand between them into Maura's wetness, her right hand gripping Maura's ass. She traced circles around Maura's hardened clit before easily sliding two fingers inside of her. Maura let out a soft moan, gripping Jane tighter and moving her hips forwards to better take her in. Jane began to fuck her, starting out nice and slow but knowing she would work her way into a frenzy, because that was how Maura liked it. Maura threw her head back, heaving her breasts right into Jane's face. Jane increased her pressure inside Maura, licking and nibbling her boobs as they bobbed in her face. There could be no greater bliss than this, she decided. This was as good as it got.

"Mommy! Mama!"

They both froze at the sound of Charlotte's voice on the other side of the door.

"I thought she was asleep," Jane hissed

"She was asleep when I left her room!"

Jane groaned as Maura slid off her lap. "I'd better get this, since I still have clothes on." She hastily wiped her fingers and went out to the hall to see what her daughter wanted.

"There's a bad monster in my closet," Charlotte informed her.

Jane rubbed her face. "Are you sure it's not just Cookie Monster?"

"It's a bad monster," Charlotte insisted, her eyes wide. "The door's open."

"Mommy probably just forgot to close it. Which I'm sure she's regretting now."

"Come look," Charlotte implored her.

"All right, I'll check it out," said Jane, following the toddler across the hall.

Charlotte's closet door was indeed ajar. Jane opened it all the way, turned on the closet light, and went in to look around. Charlotte watched from the middle of the room.

"Okay, there's nothing in here but clothes and toys, and shoes. You have a lot of shoes for a two-year-old," Jane told her.

"I know," said Charlotte.

"Do you now? You probably don't think it's that much, because you've been in Mommy's shoe closet and you think that's what's normal. But it's not. Mommy has too many shoes."

"We give Mommy new shoes."

"Yeah, you're right. We're enabling her. We need to stop."

Charlotte gave her a blank look.

"Get over here and look. There's no monster in the closet, good or bad."

Charlotte crept closer and peered into the closet.

"See? No monsters." Jane turned out the light and firmly shut the closet door. "Now get back in bed."

"I'm not sleepy."

"Yeah you are. Get in bed and you'll see."

"I'm firsty."

"If you drink water now, you'll need to pee."

Charlotte blinked at her. "I'm firsty." She stuck her tongue out as if to show how parched it was.

"Oh, all right. Just a few sips!" Jane went into the bathroom and came back with just a little water in a cup, which Charlotte drank right down.

"Can you read me a story?" Charlotte tilted her head adorably, just like Maura did sometimes.

"Fine," sighed Jane. "A short story. I get to pick." Maura's going to be all dried up by the time I get this kid to sleep, Jane thought glumly. She sat down on the edge of Charlotte's daybed and read The Very Hungry Caterpillar until Charlotte's eyes began to droop. Then she tiptoed back across the hall to her own bedroom, shutting the door behind her.

Maura jumped up. "She's asleep?"

"I think so."

"Good. I was touching myself so I would stay wet." Maura pushed Jane back down so she was sitting on the edge of the bed again. "Let's pick up where we left off."

She climbed back onto Jane's lap, wrapping arms and legs around her again. Jane was pleased to find that her wife's pussy was still dripping wet, so she lubed up her fingers and plunged back inside. Soon she was fucking her hard, Maura rocking on her lap, tits bouncing in Jane's face again while Jane nipped and licked and sucked. Soon Maura's pussy clenched around Jane's fingers as she came as quietly as she could.

"Damn I missed that," breathed Jane. "We couldn't do that when I was pregnant, but I love having you wrapped around me like that."

"I love it too!" Maura slid off Jane's lap. "Your dress is quite wet. We'd better get it off of you."

She pulled Jane into a standing position and unzipped her dress. Jane stepped out of it as it fell to the floor and allowed Maura to quickly remove her bra and panties with nimble fingers.

"Oh, Jane," Maura breathed. "Just let me look at you. I haven't really had the chance to just stare at your body since Eva got here."

"Well, all right," said Jane, feeling a bit self-conscious. "Stare away."

"You look sexier than ever before. Having a baby worked wonders on you."

"Really? I haven't been feeling too sexy."

"But look at yourself. Your hips have gotten curvier," said Maura, lightly tracing Jane's hips with her fingers. "And your breasts are much fuller." She traced these too. "Your face has filled out a bit as well. It's softer, less angular. Your whole body is softer."

"Yeah, cause I haven't lost all the weight."

"You don't need to lose any more. Your body mass index was too low before the pregnancy."

"You kept telling me that, but when I tried to make up for it by eating junk food, you got on my case for consuming empty calories."

"That's because I wanted you to put on weight with the proper nutrition. But you didn't listen to me until you were pregnant. Just look at you. You're so –"

Jane never got to find out what she was, because Maura cut herself off by pressing her lips to Jane's skin. She planted kisses all over Jane's shoulders, arms, chest, and breasts. Some kisses were staccato, while others were more fluid, her tongue dragging across Jane's skin in between. Her fingers traced up and down Jane's back and buttocks as her mouth worked. Jane threaded the fingers of one hand through Maura's hair, her other hand sliding down Maura's back. She felt a gush of liquid between her legs.

"Oh, Maura," she murmured. "I need you. I need you right –"

A soft cry came from the bassinet. They both froze, hoping it was an isolated event, but it was followed by more fussing. Jane groaned.

"I'll get her," said Maura. She went over to the bassinet and lifted Eva out. "What's wrong, my sweet little girl? What do you need?" she asked her gently. Eva immediately began rooting around until she found Maura's nipple, then latched on and started drinking. Maura sat down on the bed, and Jane gave her a pillow to put under her arm.

"As much as I hate being interrupted, I love that we can both nurse her," said Jane.

"Yes, for a little while longer," agreed Maura. "I don't know how soon I'll dry up after I go back to work. She won't like it though. She's used to having us both for this."

"I'm pretty sure Charlotte thought I was just holding out on her when she was a baby. It made me feel bad."

"I haven't tasted your milk yet," said Maura. "I would like to."

"Well, when she's done drinking, you can have a little taste. I don't mind." Jane curled up on the bed, feeling both tired and horny, and watched Maura feed their baby. Jane was on the verge of dozing off when Eva went to sleep and Maura put her back in the bassinet. She opened her eyes again as Maura climbed back in bed and, with little warning, took Jane's nipple in her mouth and began gulping down milk.

"Whoa, slow down there," said Jane. "If you swallow it that fast, I'm gonna need to throw you over my shoulder and burp you."

Maura giggled. "It's good. Your milk is good."

"I'm glad you like it. I made it myself."

Maura turned onto her back. "Come here. I want you to sit on my face."

"Wow. Okay."

"If you want to, that is."

"Of course I want to." Jane moved to straddle Maura's face. She always worried that this position was a little demeaning to Maura, but then she'd certainly never felt demeaned when Maura was the one doing the face sitting. She loved nothing more than having Maura's pussy drip all over her face. So she got into position and Maura started lapping up her juices, running her soft tongue all over outer lips, then inner, then dipping it into her vagina before finally zeroing in on her clit. Jane let out a soft cry, trying to keep it under control, but damn. This felt good. This was exactly what she needed. She felt sexy again, she felt alive, she felt—

"Mama!"

"Noooo," Jane groaned, rolling off of Maura. "What does she want from us?"

Maura laughed. "One day they'll be older and we'll wish they could be little again."

"I doubt we'll wish that while we're having sex." Jane looked at Maura. "Your face is pretty wet, so I think I'd better get this one." She shrugged into a robe and went out to the hallway.

"Mama, I peed the bed," Charlotte informed her.

"I told you that would happen if you drank water at bedtime," said Jane. "Let me change your sheets for you."

Charlotte watched without remorse as Jane pulled off the soiled sheets, stuffed them into the hamper, and pulled new sheets out of the closet. With the bed made up, she changed Charlotte into clean pajamas and read her another damn story (but did not allow her another drink of water). Finally, she returned to Maura…who was sleeping.

"Maura," Jane whispered. "Maura!"

"Hmm?" Maura opened her eyes. "Jane! You're back! Is she asleep?"

"Yeah. Hopefully she'll stay that way this time. Are you gonna be able to finish what you started?"

"Of course! Where were we?"

"I was sitting on your face."

Maura turned onto her back and licked her lips. "I'm ready for you. Get back on."

Chuckling, Jane straddled her wife once again. Maura ran her tongue all around Jane's pussy to get her aroused again, then started sucking her clit hard. Jane gasped, struggling to stay quiet. She damn well wasn't going to wake up either of those kids again, but fuck. Maura had not lost her touch during their hiatus. Jane closed her eyes, gripping the headboard as orgasm finally took her.

"Oh, Maura," she sighed happily, dropping onto the bed beside her wife. "I've missed this."

"Me too." Maura ran her tongue around her face as far as it could reach. "Now that we're done having kids, I hope we can avoid ever going that long without sex again."

"I second that motion." Jane snuggled up to Maura and closed her eyes, feeling sleep already pulling her in. "Happy birthday, gorgeous."