A/N: Here is the edited chapter 2. – A guest review that I deleted noted this exact story had previously been posted. Again, I posted this fic 2-3 years or so back. It has since been fully deleted as I'm working on editing and reposting. If there is a work that is similar shrugs idk. This work was 3 chapters. Contemplating continuing but not fully sure. Reviews = love!

It wasn't supposed to matter. They'd both agreed the arrangement was loose. Jane insisted she wasn't ready to settle down. Besides, it had only been two months. Two incredible, intense months filled with some of the best sex she'd ever had. As demure and classy as Dr Maura Isles was in public, she was an animal in private. Not an animal. More like a sexual athlete. There seemed to be few limits to what they'd done or would do. As she replayed the conversation in her mind, she felt a surge anger kick up.

"It was a complete surprise. I haven't spoken to my mother at length in months but she insists I escort Mr Rockmond around this evening."

Jane looked at her.

The silence put Maura on edge and she felt compelled to continue and defend the change in plans. "They are both artists and she'd insisted when he was in town to look me up. Apparently he took her at that and did. I really am sorry, Jane." There was sincerity not just in her tone but in her eyes.

The tough detective was still stung but put up as much guise as possible to play it off. "Maura, it's fine. We both said to begin with this wasn't serious. No hurt feelings. No steppin' on toes. So, go out with whats-his-face," she shrugged.

Maura tilted her head slightly. While they hadn't known one another that long or in deeper ways, Maura was still certain the woman was hurt. "If it weren't for my mother Jane, I would not go. Please know that?"

Jane nodded. "I hafta head back up and finish some paperwork. Call me later or whatever and we'll, I don't know? Reschedule?"

Maura knew better than to protest or drag the conversation out. Jane was not one for deep conversations. At least, not yet. She nodded and watched the woman turn and walk back to the elevator.

In an effort to distract herself, Jane had seen an email earlier that week asking for all available staff to pull uni shifts. Without hesitation she replied back stating she'd be happy to that very night. Doing a beat wasn't great work, but it would keep her mind off Maura and Dennis. By lunch she'd gotten notice back it was appreciated and she could start her shift at 7. When she got home she had enough time to grab a beer, a shower and get in to her old uniform. She sighed as she finished getting the last button done and looked in the mirror. 'Hell, Maura and I could have so much fun with this outfit. But no. She's out with stupid Dennis because of her stupid mother. What if...what if they get along great and he and she...' her heart sank. 'No! Stop that! You have no right to be angry, Rizzoli! You're the one that said it was casual. Sure she's a lot of things you've never had but she's a free person.' She sighed again as she put the hat on and headed out.

When she got to the station she met with the Lieutenant overseeing the Uni's that night. She showed Jane to a car. "We've got most everything covered except Hudson to Farrell. It's one of our quieter sects."

Remembering from her beat cop days, Jane nodded.

"So, you can ride solo, Detective," she smiled. You know the drill. Be safe." They shook hands and Jane set off on her rounds.

The area she was working was just as quiet as ever, if not more so. Hudson to Abernathy was a section lined with high-end boutiques and fancy restaurants. 'I wonder which one Dennis is taking Maura to,' she ruefully mused. Of course there were tons of places throughout the city he could be taking her. It was simply the fact Jane had too much time to ponder as she drove along. Finally she did park and decide to stretch her legs. She kept her radio on her as she walked down O'Hanlon, a few people smiled and nodded polite 'Hellos' to her. She returned the motions without any meaning and kept walking. As she'd turned to head back to her car, her radio beeped. '514 in progress in the alley of 54th and Lexington. Caucasian male and female suspects reported.' Jane patched back. 'Unit 422 heading over.'

As she was the closest unit to the scene, she arrived first. She'd had her lights going but shut the siren off. As she saw a male figure dart off in the opposite direction, she called out. "Stop! Police!" The female didn't make a single move. As she stood in the headlights of the police car, Jane came over slowly. "Keep your hands where I can see them. Slowly set the spray can by your foot." The woman, back to her, complied. Judging by the clothes Jane could make out, she was sure the woman was money. 'This must be some thrill kick or somethin,' she thought. "Looks like your date left you high and dry, lady," she came closer to the figure.

"He wasn't exactly my date. Well, not by choice." As Jane heard the voice she felt shivers run down her spine. She looked harder as her brain sought to place the voice exactly. All signs quickly pointed to none other than Maura Isles. "May I please turn around, Officer?" Maybe it was fear or shock, but it seemed to Jane Maura had yet to place her voice.

"No! Stay as you are." She felt for her cuffs and unhooked them from her belt. "Miss, you have vandalized not only public property but city-owned public property. Normally we could let you off with a ticket but the Mayor has been very serious about these violations lately." She saw Maura slightly shake in the light. "I'm afraid I'm going to have to take you in." She approached gently, taking the doctors hands behind her and cuffing her.

"I-I can't!" She protested after she felt the final clasp lock in to place. "Officer, please! I'm Dr Maura Isles, Chief Medical Examiner for the Commonwealth of Massachusetts!"

Jane hated hearing Maura practically beg while alternatively, she felt slight outrage. "And in that, Miss, you should know better!" As she finally came around to face Maura, the doctor's face went almost white with shock.

"J-Jane?" Maura asked meekly.

She shook her head. "Officer Rizzoli, Doctor." She said dryly. "We're not on a first-name basis in this situation. Now if you cooperate this will go much smoother," she looked in Maura's eyes sternly.

With anyone else this was not the sort of game Dr Isles would allow herself to play. From the power play Jane must be making with that uniform (though it did do everything for her, Maura thought) to the vulnerability of being in cuffs, this was beyond an unusual circumstance for her. But, she did not protest. Somewhere inside she trusted Jane in a way she'd trusted no other. "Alright, Officer Rizzoli," Maura nodded.

Jane took her arm and led her over to the squad car and helped her in the back. As they pulled off, Maura realized quickly they were heading in the opposite direction of the station toward her own home. She shivered with anticipation and felt herself grow wetter in ominous silence of the car. As they pulled up in front of the immaculate home, Jane glanced in the rear view. "Seeing as how you are the Medical Examiner and all, I assumed you'd like to deal with your justice in private?"

While it was more a statement than a question, Maura still nodded. "That's very kind of you, Officer."

She helped Maura out of the car but maintained her stern facade. She motioned to the purse Jane was carrying. "The keys are in the front inside pouch." Jane hesitated for a moment as she went to open the purse. 'Keep it in check, Rizzoli. You do this to perps all the time! Maura's totally going with it. Keep it up!' As the words resounded in her head she took a deep breath and grabbed them. Finding a key that looked fit for a residential lock and it was. As they went in Maura motioned for the keypad. "1981." Jane typed the digits in and the pad turned green. Jane shut the front door and locked it before moving further inward. "Some particular happy event happen to you in that year, Doc?" Jane queried as they got to the sofa.

"November 1981 William M Bass founded the first fully-functioning forensic body farm," the woman replied.

"Well, aren't you just full of information," Jane smiled. She took a seat on an oversized chair and motioned to the love seat across from her. Maura sat compliantly. "Care to explain what makes an otherwise law-abiding, educated woman like yourself do something so reckless?"

Maura looked at her for a moment before she let it spill out. "I liked it. I liked it. I liked breaking the law. It reminded me of who I used to be; someone who took chances."

Jane looked at her slightly surprised at the confession. "Someone who likes committing felonies?"

Maura blushed at the realization. "Not exactly. It just..." She felt at a loss for words and couldn't exactly articulate in that moment. Jane's uniform was far too distracting in such an intimate setting.

"Well, it's fine Dr Isles. I mean, not fine that you did what you did. Fine you can't explain right now." Jane moved and crouched in front of Maura. "I think this all requires a very special punishment," she nodded at her own assessment. She stood and helped Maura back to her feet. She sat this time in a decorative chair that had no arms. "Across my lap on your stomach, Doctor."

Now was Maura's turn to hesitate. She bit her lip for a moment then did as she was told.

"Do you run, Dr Isles?" As Jane's question filled her ears Maura felt the detective's hand caress her ass.

"I do," she stated. She shivered as she felt the material of her dress rise and bit back a moan as Jane slipped her bare hand under the material of Maura's panties. She stroked each cheek gently for a moment before moving the panties down and completely off. As the air hit her sex she couldn't hold her pleasure back any longer and gasped. Jane smiled to herself as she drew her hand back then struck Maura's supple ass. The doctor moaned and balled her fists in response. In rapid succession Jane spanked each cheek over and over, watching pink splotches turn slightly darker. Maura's moaning became near panting pleas. Keeping the doctor cuffed and over her lap, Jane dropped her hand between Maura's legs and worked three fingers easily inside her wetness. "Oooooo" was all Maura could manage. Jane began pumping her slender fingers in and out while her free hand dug nails in to Maura's hip. The pleasure/pain combo was too much and Maura cried out as she came.

Without a word Jane took the cuff keys out of her pocket and unlocked her lover. "Stand, Doctor." With shaky knees, Maura slowly rose and stood, the skirt of her dress slightly falling back down her hips. As Jane stood, she kissed Maura softly while her hand ran the zipper of the dress down Maura's back. The woman smiled dreamily and kissed back. As they parted, the dress slid off and hit the floor. Jane reached behind and unclipped the last article Maura had on. She walked over to the stairs and waited as Maura followed.

When they got to Maura's room, Jane looked at her. "Lay down." Maura walked over to the bed and laid down, unsure what Jane had in store from here. Jane came over, still very much in the uniform and got in the nightstand drawer that she knew so well. Maura blushed as Jane retrieved a dildo sans harness from the drawer.

"Open your legs, Doctor Isles," Jane asked as she took some lube from the drawer as well. Maura almost moaned at the view of Jane wetting the toy with the lube and let her legs go slack. "Thank you," she smiled as she pressed the tip to Maura's entrance. As Jane worked the toy inside, Maura's toes curled and her head tilted back. "That's very good," Jane reassured as she got the entire length inside her. "I see this is designed for a harness. Do you have a girlfriend, Dr Isles?" It was meant as an innocuous question as Jane thrust the toy in and out.

"Ooooo I...want toooo," Maura replied as she arched her ass off the bed toward the toy. Hearing the confession, Jane thrust faster.

"You do?" Jane asked as Maura gripped the sheets tightly and nodded. "OOOOO" Jane could tell Maura was right on the edge. She forced herself to stop moving the toy. She needed to maintain control.

"Jane?" Maura looked confused. "I...please?"

Jane smiled. "Beg me, Dr Isles. Beg me to let you cum."

Maura huffed for a moment but could not disappoint the sultry husk in Jane's voice. The husk that told Maura how badly Jane needed it. Told Maura how aroused Jane was for her. "Please, Jane? Please? Make me cum," she blushed as she spoke. "Please fuck me." She bit her lip again and waited a moment before Jane grinned and resumed her task. In seconds Maura's body went rigid then shook. She clawed the uniform to pull Jane to her.

She smiled as she kissed Maura's forehead gently."I take it you've learned your lesson, Dr Isles?"

Maura looked up rather limply. "Well, I could always stand a refresher from time to time," she nodded. "This really isn't fair, Officer," she pointed.

"Hmm?"

"You're still completely clothed and I am very naked."

Jane nodded at the discrepancy. "How do you suggest we rectify that?"

Maura smiled as she began unbuttoning the jacket. "There are ways," she blushed as the jacket gave way to showing a white shirt underneath.

Jane chuckled. "It's just a white BVD, Maur." She looked at Jane and shook her head.

"Not on you." It was a simple and honest observation. The night had been filled with firsts and to Maura Isles, seeing Jane in uniform slacks and a BVD as she was undressing her, was not one to gloss over. Jane flushed lightly as Maura leaned in and kissed her neck. Her fingers skillfully went to unfastening the belt. Being that it had the gun and holster clipped, instead of slipping the belt off in a sexy manner, Maura smiled and unzipped the slacks. She bent down, holding the pants just so as she worked them down Jane's muscular thighs. She grinned impishly. "You went infantry?"

Jane cocked her head for a moment then realized. "It's commando, Maura," she chuckled lightly. The woman's seemingly infinite span of knowledge mixed with her missteps with pop culture were incredibly endearing.

"Whatever!" She watched Jane kick off the slacks and shove her shoes off with her feet. "I think you really should get off your feet, Jane," Maura purred. "And get on my..." Jane teasingly raised her eyebrow as she watched Maura lie back on the bed again. "Knees. Over my face." Jane's eyes went wide and her knees went weak at the talk coming from the demure doctor. Yes, she'd had the woman beg to be fucked five minutes ago. But hearing Maura tell her to sit on her face was a new level of hot. She came to the bed and leaned down, kissing Maura softly first. "You're sure?"

Maura forced herself to look stern for a moment. "On my face, Jane!"

Without further questioning she straddled Maura's face as requested, resting her weight on her knees and thighs. Before she knew it, Maura was pulling her down closer and she felt Maura's tongue make contact with her sex. "Mauraaa," she moaned as Maura worked two fingers inside her. On reflex she began riding the woman beneath her and tugged her own nipples. "Fucckkk yesssssssssss thereeee," she panted as Maura encircled her clit with her teeth. A few more deep thrusts and Jane came so hard her inner walls squeezed Maura's fingers out. There were no sounds. For what felt like hours Jane swore all she saw and heard was white. She'd never had a climax that powerful. Without being told, Maura moved from where she'd been, careful to avoid touching Jane's sensitive sex. She wrapped her tightly in her arms and just laid in the bed.

In time Jane's breathing returned to normal and she looked at Maura. "That was..I.."

Maura smiled and kissed Jane gently. "I'm glad," was all she said. She reached and pulled the covers over them.

As the haze of passion slowly lifted, Jane looked at her lover. "Earlier...the girlfriend thing?"

Maura looked at Jane slightly confused thinking there was part of the question missing. "Yes?"

"I...okay. Was what you said true or were you just...I don't know, in character?"

Maura tilted her head thinking back. "Well, I can't lie, Jane. I'm physically incapable. I was going along with what we were doing, but at no time did I lie."

Jane bit her lip thinking she knew better but couldn't stop herself. "Who then?"

Realizing the implied question, Maura shook her head and laced their fingers together. "Who do you think, Jane?"