Take my breath away (EN)

Like a virgin

Maura POV

We arrive at your apartment and you try to put the keys in the lock when I notice your hands are trembling. I stare at you and you probably feel that you're watched, because you look at me and I can see it in your eyes. It is emotion... you put so much of yourself on the line tonight, you wanted everything to be perfect, and it was.

You finally open the door, and as soon as we get in, you wrap your arms around my hips and slowly push me against the door, which you had just closed behind you. You take a second to lock it with the key and pull the lock. You don't want to risk surprises like last time... with your mother.

Finally you can focus on me and you do not lose a second more before kissing me, pressing your body on mine, pushing me against the door.

Our tongues seem to move in a choreography they know by heart and they are perfect dancers of this flaming two-step. Without in any way retreating with your body, your lips go down my neck, kissing and licking it greedily, while your hand finds the zipper of my dress and slides it down very slowly.

"This time, dear dress, I won"... you say, and I can't help laughing. I wish I had your sense of humor, but I have you... and I'd say it's just as well. You stand back as long enough to get me to take off my dress, and I see your big, dark eyes, where I get lost... but your face is still nervous.

"What's going on?" I ask you, not understanding the reason for the hesitation I find in your face.

"Nothing... is that... you're beautiful!" you say with a thread of voice, husky, scratched... I find it so sexy. And the way you look at me... every woman would give anything to be looked at like you're doing, including me.

"You look pretty good too, Detective Rizzoli", I say, and I can make you smile. I take your face and bring it closer to mine, gently kissing you.

"Why don't you take me to the bedroom, Detective?" I whisper to your ear, and you swallow hard. I've never seen you like this... like it's your first time.

Jane POV

Really, I can't figure out what's going on with me. I feel like it's the first time I've kissed you, touched you, admired your body. I don't know what it's due to. Perhaps it is simply because for the first time we were able to enjoy an evening "out in the open", without fear of indiscreet looks or people's judgments.

I pulled out the best of me, new suit included. I wanted everything to be perfect. I hoped so, so this evening can become one of those to be told when on one of our anniversaries someone asks us for an anecdote of our life together. I realize I'm imagining our future... and the only thing I know is that we're gonna be together, or at least I hope so.

When you whisper to take you to the bedroom, I decide it's time to put these thoughts aside, and I take you in my arms. I sit on the bed with you on me, holding you tight, and I'll start kissing your neck, your chest. My hands are searching for your bra's jaw right away, and they're quickly freeing your body from that obstacle.

You push me to lie down with my back on the sheets and you start unbuttoning my shirt, skillfully but calmly... you know there's no need to be in a hurry. Then you open it, exposing my body and you caress my abs, with your eyes full of desire, while my fingers enjoy touching your nipples, which immediately become turgid at that contact.

Your hands come down... you want to take off what's left of my clothes. In a moment you get up to take off my pants completely, then you sit on your knees and your face starts kissing my lower abdomen over the thin fabric of the panties. You kiss me in the most sensitive spot and the moist cloth betrays my arousal.

I raise my back and sit down to take off my shirt completely, as if it could somehow relieve me from the warm feeling I get, while you take off my underpants... your movements are so harmonious, almost seem to follow a delicate melody.

You get up enough to get your face closer to my chest and put your hands behind my back to take away even the last thing that separates you from the complete vision of my body. You seem to be contemplating me, kissing me right in the middle of my chest, and I hear your nails leaving marks on my back.

Your tongue marks a straight line on my abs as your nails go down, digging more and more into my flesh and my soul. You sit back on your legs and your head comes close to my intimacy and I start to think that if there's a chance to see heaven while being alive, this is definitely an example. I wish you'd never stop this torture, but more than anything, I want to make you mine.

Completely... totally mine. I push myself to the centre of the bed and try to pull out my most sensual voice when I invite you to lie down with me. I don't need to ask you a second time, and I see your hazelnut eyes have a special, intense light.

You get comfortable and, grabbing your hips, I'll get you close to me, sliding you between the sheets until you're completely underneath me... God, you make me lose control. I set one leg between yours and gently carry your free leg up, along my side.

"Jane, I... I love you... so much" you whisper, caressing my hair. With my head I look for that touch, I chase it... it makes me feel good, it seduces me, like a siren song.

"I love you too, Maura", I respond gently, my voice cooled by the tenderness that gives me that contact.

I caress your shoulder... I feel your skin tremble as my fingers pass, you close your eyes and your breath becomes more intense. I start moving my hip against your, first slowly then more and more with each push.

You follow my movements, our bodies create a perfect synchrony, our breaths a single breath, our glances form a perfect conjunction. I don't take my eyes off yours for even a moment, and when I see them wide open I realize that you are about to reach your peak... then I intensify my thrusts even more... you shout my name while I hear you reach the peak.

I'll never have enough... a couple more pushes and I'll reach you... where the air is scarce and everything seems to have brighter colors. I want to kiss you, not just on your perfect lips. I kiss your face, your cheeks, your forehead, and then I stand there with my face on a palm of yours, smiling of pure and true happiness.

We stay here just cuddling before we fall asleep... It's such an intimate moment, in this room where there's only love... our love. You have your head leaning on my chest when you turn to me breaking the silence we were crawling into.

"What's up, Jane?" you ask me, without stop caressing me. I think you feel my heart speeding.

"Maura... I decided! I'm gonna tell Frankie about us tomorrow" I exclaimed.

Like it's easy... after my mother's reaction, I honestly have no idea what to expect. But I want to be the one to say it... he's my little brother. And the more time passes, the more I risk the news coming from my mother, so I'd better get my courage up.

"Well, that sounds great..." you tell me, interrupting like you know that's not all.

"And then, when you want, we can make it official" I continue. I feel like I've been hiding after throwing a grenade, waiting to hear it explode. "Are you serious?" you ask me and I don't know how to interpret your question.

"Why? Don't you think we should?" I ask you back. Damn, Jane, what did you think of?

"I wish so much, but you must be the one who wants it. I've never had any problems, my foster family doesn't live here and considering the little attachment they've shown me over the years, I don't care about their judgment, but for you, of course, it's totally different... if you then realize that over the years I've developed a certain detachment in people's opinions. No less important, at work I am sure that our professionalism will not be affected for our coming out".

The way in which you analyze every detail is a characteristic of yours, which I love: you can always have a lucid, detached (in a good way), view of things and help me always put everything back in the right perspective.

"Just a yes or a no, Mau", I say sarcastically, and my tone makes me earn a cushion on my face. Okay, I deserved it.