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The Stake Out	By : BrambleCottage Category: M through R > Rizzoli & Isles Views: 25078 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Rizzoli & Isles, nor the characters from the Tess Gerritsen books or TV series. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-The Stake Out
- 1
"Jane, this car is uninhabitable. How can you let it get in this state?" Dr Maura Isles was bored to tears, clearing discarded burger wrappers and coffee cups into a large paper bag she found on the back seat. She was stuck in her best friend and colleagues unmarked after volunteering to keep the detective company on a stake out. It was 2am and there had been no sign of the suspect, or anyone else for that matter. Pulling anti-bacterial wipes from her designer handbag Maura wiped the dash, the door handles, radio wittering on about the spread of bacteria in the car. Jane listened half-heartedly simply enjoying her best friend being with her on this crisp night. It was November in Boston and although unusually warm for the time of year by the small hours the temperature had fallen dramatically.
As Maura busied herself, she reached over the tall Barnette to claim the baton, spare cuffs and Taser the detective kept in the driver’s door pocket. Jane caught her breath and closed her eyes as the doctor reached over her, the feeling of Maura’s breasts against her thighs causing an all too familiar reaction. Jane looked at the blonde doctor as she righted herself letting her gaze linger on Maura's satin-encased breasts. Maura had no idea how much she tortured her poor friend as she continued her cleaning intensely wiping every item she could find.

The radio sprang to life with a crackle startling both women "Rizzoli, we’ve got visual on McPhee and Campbell entering the Rouge Lounge… looks like they are continuing their night here. Over" Jane spoke deliberately into the radio “Copy that Frost, let me know if there is any movement. We’ll do a drive by the factory and double check there is no movement there”, feeling Maura's eyes on her she started the engine and pulled off into the deserted street.
She needed to distract herself and focus on the job but Maura was gorgeous, with those big eyes, great honey skin and an arse Jane just itched to get her hands on she struggled to keep her focus on the road ahead never mind the murder suspects they were investigating.
Maura had been showing more and more interest in Jane over the past couple of months, gone were the subtle looks and fleeting touches and instead the Medical Examiner lingered in her ‘friendly’ caresses of the detective and openly admired Jane’s figure. And Jane had been working up the nerve for ages to make a move, although ultimately she was concerned on what her reaction would be and the impact that would have on their friendship. Jane knew she looked pretty good, especially for a woman of nearly 40. Her body was a fit machine, honed from daily gym sessions and her hard training as a triathlete; she knew she was worth looking at, but no one had seen her naked in a long, long because she was simply not interested if they weren’t a socially awkward chief medical examiner with a rack of god. The problem was, Maura was classy, rich, beyond intelligent and to cap it all off straight. .

"You seem very tense this evening Jane?" Jane's eyebrows cocked up in question as she glanced away from the road to look at Maura, only to find Maura looking at her with the strangest little smile on her face “Do you need sexual intercourse to distress. It’s been over two months has it not? I’ve explained before about the physical and mental benefits of coitus”.

"Not now Maur" Jane said as she gripped the wheel tighter as she looked back to the road, trying to concentrate on her driving. Maura moved her hand to rest of Jane’s thigh.
“Jane” she half whispered in a most sensual voice. Jane felt a bead of sweat start rolling down her side as the full weight of that look and the sexual tension that passed between them settled on her. Tonight was surely the night to see what side of the fence Maura stood on, it seemed. Maura was pushing her and she didn’t think she had any will power left to resist.

Jane pulled into the industrial estate gates slowly, both women scanning the darkness for anything out of the ordinary. Jane let the car roll along, her mind churning as she struggled to work out how to react in this situation. She was so busy thinking of kissing Maura's full red lips she turned left when she should have turned right towards the suspect’s factory and found one of the many dead-ends in amongst the massive sheds. The headlights illuminated the wall, several large refrigeration boxes quietly buzzing as they pumped warm air into the night. Jane swore softly, shoving the transmission into reverse.

As she turned her head to check behind her, she felt Maura's hand move further up her leg, incredibly close to her apex.

"Do you mind having a pit stop here? I just need to stretch my legs. I've got a granola bar if you want to share?" Jane looked into Maura's eyes and saw something there. Something nervous and wanton, and so, so sexy.

"Um, sure. Sounds like a good idea." Jane pushed the transmission into park and switched off the ignition, the silence that enveloped them interrupted only soft sounds of the industrial cooling units. Both women opened their doors and climbed out, Maura moving to the front of the car and stretching up tall with a yawn. Jane caught sight of her just as she closed her door, and stood for a few seconds, just transfixed by the supple grace of Maura's body, even in her heavy winter coat.

Maura leaned back on the car, digging into the big coat pocket and pulled out the oat and honey bar. She looked around and saw Jane just standing by the driver's door.

"What? Is something happening on the radio? Do Vince and Barr need us" She asked, thinking Jane must be listening to the police radio. "No, nothing," said Jane with a soft smile.

"Well, come over here and have some of this then then! Its surprisingly warm here" Maura patted the warm hood of the car as it ticked quietly, cooling in the gentle night air. Jane walked slowly to the front of the car, propping her tight arse on the hood and looking to Maura.

Maura broke the bar in half, holding out a piece and grinning as Jane's fingers brush her own very deliberately. Maura took a bite and, mid-crunch, stepped forward to place herself between janes legs and quietly whispered, "Um, Jane, do you mind if I ask you something?" Jane stared at sky up above them, picking out the two constellations she knew. "Sure," she murmured, somehow sensing what was coming but not allowing herself to hope.

Maura paused. Then, "Would you ever consider being with a women? Sexually? I mean, I've never even kissed a girl or anything but I’ve been thinking on the subject ore and more recently."

Jane sighed with happiness at the question. She knew this was it, and she felt the heat spread between her thighs at the acknowledgement of what this was. Closing her eyes Jane and practically whispered "yeah, not any women but the right one, yeah. I’ve thought about it." As she finished speaking, Jane placed her hand on Maura’s cheek and leaning in. She let her mouth hover an inch from Maura's, her position on the hood still making her a little taller than the blonde even in her heels. She held there letting Maura decide whether this was what she wanted. Maura wasn't breathing, she was so nervous and excited and aroused all at the same time.

As Maura pressed her lips to Jane's soft mouth both women moaned quietly. All the sexual tension of the night, and the months leading up to that night, poured into that kiss. Soon their tongues were sliding together, Jane taking Maura's hand, her fingers interlocking with Maura's as she slid off the hood to stand and turned her body to Maura's, pressing the ME into the car.

The intensity of their desire mounted as the women kissed harder, more desperately, hands roaming each other, Maura running over Jane’s open leather Jacket before finder her way under her shirt and Jane unbuttoning Maura’s coat to feel the women she desired. Maura gasped at her first feel of Jane's magnificent breasts, the nipples so hard they poked out defiantly against the cotton button down. Maura unbuttoned Jane's shirt quickly, wanting to feel her smooth naked skin and hard muscled back, pulling the shirt up out of her belt and sliding her hands up and down Jane's back, then cupping her breasts, moaning into Jane's mouth in pure delight.

The evening was cool but neither women noticed anything but heat radiating from each other. "Oh fuck honey," Jane murmured, "God I want to fuck you so badly. Do you want to? Here?" Maura giggled at Jane's question, then contemplating stopping and having to wait for hours until the end of the stake out, Maura kissed Jane again, "Yes. God yes. Fuck me here Jane."

Jane needed little encouragement and slowly found the hem of Maura’s skirt. Jane looked at her again, checking that Maura was ok with this. The doctor nodded with a grin, her pussy throbbing uncontrollably as she felt the insane wetness leaking into her panties just from kissing Jane.

Within seconds Jane pressing hard into Maura's body, pushing her back on the hood of the car. Her tongue slid into the hollow of Maura's neck as she unbuttoned Maura's shirt quickly, pulling it open to slide her hands over the perky but full breasts. Her fingers rolled Maura's nipples through the bra, pushing it up to expose her firm breasts for her mouth, then expertly unhooking the back so the bra fell loosely. Maura moaned in Jane's mouth overwhelmed at the sensation of Jane and the strange feeling of her loose bra hanging, the straps sliding slightly down her arms, trapped by her shirt.

"Oh god, oh Jane," Maura couldn't stop moaning softly, so turned on as she looked up at the stars, knowing anyone could just drive in, especially other cops. Fuck they'd never live that down!

Jane pulled Maura up to her, kissing her mouth again as she pulled Mara’s skirt up, bunching ut as it gathered above her rear. She could tell that Maura was wet and worked up, and the puddle forming in her own knickers was incredible. She turned Maura to face the car, wrapping her arms around the beautiful woman, hands cupped under her breasts and mouth sucking her neck. Leaning forward slowly Jane managed to press Maura against the hood, Maura gasping as the warm metal met her hard nipples, a feeling so foreign she could only groan.

Jane started working Maura's panties down, peeling them, taking her time to reveal Maura's gorgeous arse. She licked her lips as Maura's firm round globes were revealed, and planted a lingering kiss on each buttock. "Jesus, Maura, you have the most amazing body," she whispered, her hands gently parting Maura's cheeks and her tongue gently licking Maura's tight arsehole, making Maura whimper. Jane pulled the panties down to Maura's ankles, pressing her further forward on the car to get access to that hot wet core.

Jane could smell Maura's delicious juice and knew how hot Maura was. She traced a finger over the swollen lips, seeing the glisten in the street light glowing over the wall. She dipped her head and let her tongue flatten against the hot slipperiness, slowly lapping from Maura's lips, over her opening, and right up her arse crack, lingering at the tight pucker to make Maura moan again. She rubbed the hardening clit softly with a finger as she licked over and over, like a well-trained dog, making Maura pant and whimper her name.

"Oh Jesus Jane, oh fuck..."Maura moaned, unable to believe a tongue could make her feel this way. The men she'd fucked had never got her so wet and excited before, not by a long shot, and she could feel her body starting to tremble as she built towards climax.

Suddenly Jane stood, breaking all contact with Maura. "Stay there, I'm just going to get something," she commanded. Maura whimpered in frustration and want, but stayed where she was told. "Close your eyes, honey," Jane murmured, "I've got a surprise for you."

Obediently, Maura closed her eyes tight, her body beginning to press harder against the hood of the police car, trying to rub her swollen aching clit on the metal. She gasped as her clit made indirect contact, and managed to grind against the hood as she was left unattended.

"Oh, you're a naughty little girl, aren't you?" whispered Jane, very close to Maura's ear, making her jump while surprising herself with her words ad actions. She'd been concentrating so hard on rubbing herself on the car she hadn't heard Jane approach. Without warning, Jane grabbed Maura's right wrist, bringing it quickly behind Maura's back and snapping a handcuff on with practised ease. Maura gasped in shock and tried to turn towards Jane, but Jane just pressed her bodyweight into Maura's hot body, her crotch thrusting into Maura's arse, forcing her harder onto the car and making her bare clit bump the hood so that Maura cried out.

Swiftly, Jane pulled Maura's left wrist up behind and snapped the handcuffs home, smiling to herself as she adjusted the bracelets. The heavy handcuffs slightly hurt, she knew that from experience, and she made sure to have them loose enough to allow Maura some wiggle room, but not too much.

"How do you like that, honey?" she breathed into Maura's ear, kissing her neck and grinding her pelvis into Maura's delicious arse. Maura could only whimper, forced to lie helpless over the hood. Her heart was beating out of control and she was sure Jane could hear it. The exciting fear rising up in her was only abated by the throbbing heat in her engorged core and she bit her lip as Jane's nimble fingers slid up her wet slit.

Jane crouched down and licked Maura's hot dripping pussy again, moaning as she tasted the torrent gushing out of her best friend. She slid two fingers into Maura's wetness, loving the gasp and moan as Maura took her deep, pushing back to take more. "All in good time, sweetie," Jane whispered. "There is more to come."

Maura's wrists hurt a little but all she could concentrate on was Jane's fingers in her She rocked back and forth, fucking Jane's fingers like a cock, all the while her hard nipples rubbed the warm hood.

Suddenly, she felt something cold and hard at her pussy opening, something metal. She yelped and tried to move away, but she was virtually tied still, with the handcuffs holding her upper body still and her pants restricting her ankles. Jane let out a small moan as she pushed the cold metal into the prone woman and Maura's mind worked trying to think what it was.

Just as Jane pushed it in, Maura's brain clicked. It was a baton! A fucking police baton!! Maura tried to say something, but at that moment, Jane rubbed her clit so gently, teasing as she pushed the baton in slowly. A sexy squelch emanated from Maura's dripping pussy and Jane grinned. "Oh you are a wet little girl, aren't you?"

Maura couldn't believe what was happening, but it felt incredible. The coolness of the baton and Jane's expert touch was rapidly driving her to a mind-altering orgasm. Her body started to respond, pushing back slowly as Jane fed the baton in. Unhurriedly, Jane started to pump the baton in and out of Maura, gradually building the pace and pressing in behind Maura to reach under and rub her hot clit.

Maura's body was betraying her. She knew how dirty this was, letting herself get fucked by a baton, but the very image in her head of the beautiful, amazingly sexy Jane behind her, thrusting the baton in as she fingered her hard clit, was so hot. She moaned and whimpered, riding back on the metal cock, knowing she had never felt this way when she was fucked by the real thing, and feeling her hot dripping core sucking on the baton like never before.

It was more than Maura could take for long, and within minutes Maura was screaming and shuddering on the hood of the car, her pussy spasming and clenching on the baton, now slick and warm with her juices. Jane held the baton still and let Maura ride it as she came, marvelling at the woman's strength and gorgeous arse.

As Maura started to relax, Jane slid the baton from her cunt, giggling as Maura's swollen wet pussy made a hot slurp when she pulled the last inches out. Jane knelt and licked at the hot juice, her tongue soothing Maura's over-heated pussy, her fingers smearing the juice up Maura's crack and around her tender arsehole.

Maura whimpered and adjusted her hands behind her back, unable to really think through the dark haze of her post-orgasmic state. No one had ever touched her arsehole before. Some guys had wanted to, but she'd never let them, fearing the pain. She liked the way Jane's fingers felt, all slippery in her own juices, but she'd always been a 'not in the back door' kind of girl, pushing any man who dared ask away.

"Jane, what are you doing?" she questioned, her voice a little higher than normal in her uncertainty. "I'm going to play with your arsehole, honey," Jane murmured, "I promise I'll be gentle." Maura trembled a little, painfully aware of how much she was at Jane's mercy.

Jane darted her tongue out and licked Maura's tight little pucker, loving the taste and feel of Maura's anus as it clenched at her touch. Jane licked softly, gently, letting the tip of her tongue gently work Maura's hole open a little at a time. She was rewarded by a sudden hot moan from Maura, obviously giving in to the intense pleasure, however different it was. Jane's fingers resumed their slow rubbing of Maura's sensitive engorged clit, allowing her fingers to slide over it in time with her tongue.

As Maura began to moan louder, more rhythmically, Jane worked her finger into Maura's arse, sliding it deep. Jane cried out and arched her back, pushing back to take it deeper instinctively as her pussy dripped juice on Jane's delving fingers. Soon, Jane had two fingers in Maura's tight clenching arse, her other hand working three fingers deep into her pussy at the same time. Maura could barely control herself, not believing how good it felt to have fingers in her arse too. She groaned and whimpered as she rode back on Jane's thrusting fingers.

Suddenly Jane slid her fingers out of Maura's arse, leaving it gaping slightly, and Maura moaning in frustration. Just as Maura was drawing breath to demand Jane put her fingers back in her arse, she felt the cold touch of the baton at her arsehole. It was still wet with pussy juice and felt amazing on Maura's heated arsehole.

"Oh, god Jane. No one's ever put anything up there before. Its going to hurt, please be gentle."

"Don't worry, honey, you're ready," Jane soothed, pushing slowly but firmly on the baton. Maura whimpered as she felt her arsehole resisting the baton. "Just relax, baby, bear down on it," Jane cooed, merciless as she pushed the baton against Maura's anus. Maura cried out as she relaxed her tight sphincter and the baton suddenly slid in unhindered.

"Oh fuck!" Maura screamed, her voice echoing off the walls of the factories around them. Jane smiled and just held the baton still, her fingers still working Maura's hard clit. Maura stood still for a full minute, letting Jane minister to her swollen clit, her arse slowly warming to the idea of the baton inside it. Jane felt a broad grin spread across her face as she saw Maura start to push back and take more of the baton inside her. Within minutes she was pumping back on the baton and crying out in pleasure.

Jane just held the baton to her stomach, leaning over Maura's back and enjoying the contact with Maura's bare back and arse, her fingers digging deeper into Maura's clenching core, juices drooling on her hand. Maura was making the most guttural, animalistic noises, her whole body trembling in excitement, and Jane knew she was going to cum like a train any moment. She reached up and pulled Maura's head back by her ponytail, turning Maura's face to hers and kissing her hard as Maura erupted with orgasm.

Jane held Maura from behind, the baton deep in her arse as her whole body shuddered and shook in Jane's arms. Maura could only grunt and moan as she came and came, Jane's fingers on her clit. After what seemed like an hour, Maura collapsed exhausted over the hood, whimpering.

Jane slid the baton out slowly, loving the little convulsion and squeal from Maura as the tip popped out. Maura's arsehole gaped a little and Jane couldn't resist licking it gently, trying to soothe the sore, raw skin. She took the keys to the handcuffs from her pocket, quickly unlocking them and rolling them off Maura's tender wrists. She kissed the red welts on her partner's arms, and pulled her up, turning Maura in her arms and holding her close as Maura's breathing returned to normal. Jane was still, for all intents and purposes, fully clothed, and she felt the delicious heat and wetness pooled between her legs.

"Hey, baby, hey," she soothed, "You OK?" Maura could only gulp, and nod. Jane knelt and pulled Maura's panties up, tucking the wrinkled shirt in as she did up the button. As she was doing up the fly she felt Maura's hand on her face. "What about you, sweetie?" Maura asked, a look of concern on her beautiful face. "You didn't even get your clothes off! I wanna make you cum too" Maura said as she brushed her hand against the tall Italians face.
“Let’s radio Korsak and Frost, check what’s happening and head home”. Maura nodded at Jane’s suggestion and peeled herself out of Jane’s embrace and got back into the unmarked.
They drove in silence after confirming with Jane’s two partners that the suspects had now moved to an all-night lap dancing bar.
“You surprised me back there you know” Maura said quietly as they approached Beacon Hill.
“Did I go too far? Did I hurt you?” Jane asked with a hint of panic in her voice.
“No sweetie. You didn’t hurt me you were amazing. I was just surprised you were so dominant and creative. I don’t know what I thought but I thought I may have to coax you a little to try some things”.
Jane remained quiet for a full two minutes. “I’m not as sexually confident as you, especially with talking about ‘stuff’ but that doesn’t mean I don’t have fantasies. So any fantasies of what I want to do with you. I’m not Vanilla Maur, I just never met anyone before you I could trust enough to be myself with.
“Well I hope you continue to show me all the kinky sides of Jane Rizzoli”
Jane looked over and smiled as she pulled up outside Maura’s home. “You may regret saying that!”
Maura laughed as she got out of the car, Jane following closely behind. Maura unlocked her house and the two women made their way inside.
Maura turned as Jane shut the front door behind herself capturing Jane’s lips in another fiery kiss. “I’ve been in love with you for a long time Jane, your kinky side is just a very welcome bonus to the life I want with you”.
Jane looked deep into Maura’s eyes “I’ve never loved anyone, never trusted anyone and never desired anyone the way I do you. I love you Maur”.
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