Moaning into the kiss, Maura’s hands found their nature place on Jane’s rear, pulling the brunette into her, their bodies melting together as if they had always meant to. Pulling away, Jane rested her forehead on Maura’s, her breath shallow and rapid.

“I…” she whispered.

“I know.” Maura replied, grabbing Jane’s hand and leading her towards the house.

Stepping into the cool house, Jane took a deep breath, her mind racing with possibilities and fears. As she hung up her jacket and slipped off her boots, she watched as Maura prepared a small snack for Bass, her eyes roaming freely over every last curve.

“Can I have a drink?” Jane asked, her mouth suddenly dry.

Maura looked up from chopping a tomato and, with a wry smile, gestured towards the fridge. “You can have whatever you want.” She licked her lips hungrily as Jane swallowed noticeably, wiping her hands on her trousers before stepping into the main body of the house.

Jane crossed behind her, her hands brushing across Maura’s rear and ending with a gentle slap as she passed, causing Maura to inhale sharply, dropping the knife she was holding with a deafening clatter on the cold marble of the worktop. Jane grinned as she reached for a glass, noting the shake in her own hands. ‘What if I get it wrong?’ she thought as she turned, grinning rakishly at the dark flush in Maura’s cheeks.

“Hmm, you like that uh?” she noted, turning on the cold tap and filling the glass before adding a couple of cubes of ice and drinking deeply. When Maura didn’t reply, she stepped in behind her, sweeping her long honey blonde hair from her neck slowly, her body rejoicing in the shudder of the shorter woman before her.

“Maura?” Jane’s voice faltered slightly as she realised the reality of what she, what they were about to do. Pressing back into Jane, Maura moaned into the embrace, tilting her head to allow the detective better access to her neck.

“Yes Jane?” her voice was a rich, velvety river that gave away her increasing desire.

Jane dipped her head, inhaling the warm floral scent of Maura’s favourite moisturiser before leaving a trail of fire inducing kisses along the creamy flesh. “It’s just…” the closeness of the doctor, the smell of her and the gentle grinding she was doing into her groin took Jane’s breath away. “I mean… I’ve…. And I want to…” she pulled Maura in closer, long fingers digging into the soft hips of her lover as she matched Maura’s motion.