Just a day in the life of Jane and Maura. Obviously, I don't own them.

THANK YOU to the person who let me know my file was corrupted. I'm sorry to everyone for the confusion. Hopefully this is okay now :)

With her eyes still closed, Maura can tell that it's around 7am. The routine early morning alertness and feeling that it's time to get ready for work has a tendency to ruin Saturday mornings, no matter how tired she is.

The body behind her is barely touching her at all-simply a hand gripping the waistband of her panties. Typically, this is how they find themselves in the morning; it didn't matter if they went to bed completely entwined, somehow they returned to this sloppy embrace—as if their bodies needed to be separate, but still connected. Maura smiles to herself at the familiarity of the moment.

The night before they had both fallen asleep super early, after a tiring week, complete with long hours and an extremely mind consuming workload. Pointing and flexing her feet, Maura's body remembers the toll the week had taken on her. While she desperately wants to go back to sleep, Maura's mind immediately begins to comb through the obligations waiting for her. Thinking, thinking and thinking, she realizes she does not have one thing to do that is pressing or cannot be put off for another day. A long exhale rushes from her lungs and she snuggles her head deeper into the pillow.

As she shuts her sleepy eyes, the fingers just centimeters below her waistband, slide down, just slightly. The movement is clearly not conscious, but results in the backs of Jane's fingertips tickling the smooth skin of Maura's ass crack.

Her eyes open as warmth moves between Maura's legs and her eyes roll back slightly. She ignores the incredible feeling and closes her eyes again. Her mind shuts off and her body relaxes, as sleep begins to creep in again. Seconds before her mind turns off, that hand pushes deeper into her panties, grazing an even more sensitive patch of skin. Again, the movement is completely unintentional, but Maura's body responds as it always does to Jane, and wetness gathers with unbelievable quickness.

She opens her eyes to see its only 7:09. How can she roll over and demand that Jane finish what she unintentionally started? Could she finish herself with Jane lying next to her? Maybe she could get up and go to the guest room for a few moments, relieving the ache. The bed is so cozy, though, and she really doesn't want to leave Jane.

She knows it's a battle she isn't going to win, so she decides maybe she should slide a few inches over to cut off the contact-that way she can collect herself and be a normal person who sleeps past 7:15 on a Saturday morning, without demanding several orgasms from her girlfriend. So she does just that: she scoots forward, closer to the edge of the mattress.

The hand doesn't follow, but a small grunt does protest the action. Maura giggles and cranes her neck to look back at Jane. What she sees steals the giggle from her throat and allies with the throbbing between her legs. Jane is on her back with one arm over her head and one outstretched from holding onto Maura. The sheer white tank top she's wearing she gathered just above her belly button and twisted a bit to the side—allowing the edge of one nipple to peak out in the most inviting way. Maura's eyes trail meticulously over every inch of the woman lying next to her. It always amazes her how well she knows Jane's body, but how excited she gets every single time she looks at it.

Jane's face while she's sleeping is one of Maura's favorite things about Jane. It's one of the only times she looks truly relaxed and without pretense. Her mouth is open just a bit, and Maura always feels the urge to kiss it as delicately as possible.

For a torturous eight minutes, Maura resists. Talks herself in and out waking Jane and finally decides she'll alleviate something by even just cuddling Jane. Quietly, she inches over and moves Jane's arm so she can lie into her. Maura sighs softly as she cozies into Jane's warm body.

After a few minutes of lying awake in Jane's embrace, Maura becomes overly aware of how still she has to remain, and naturally needs to squirm just a bit. Unfortunately, her movement lacks the gentility required, and she causes Jane to stir and pull Maura closer into her. With her plan unraveling, Maura gives in and rubs her nose against Jane's neck.

The soft skin combined with Jane's invigorating scent collapses Maura's restrain, and she's suddenly willing to face the consequences of waking Jane, if it means she can touch Jane or can have Jane touch her. She opens her mouth and kisses Jane's neck-her tongue, pushing against the silky skin there. Jane doesn't move. As she continues her kissing, she swiftly moves her hand to the skin just above the top of Jane's panties, before slowly pushing it into them.

A sleepy voice cuts through Maura's anticipation. "Mmmmm...Maura." Jane's hips rise lazily off the bed as Maura moves up and down through her drenched folds.

Her movements are slow, but with purpose, and Jane continues to move with them-still not opening her eyes. "Mmmm...baby." Jane's voice is stronger now, more alert. The early morning hoarseness sends a chill through Maura and strengthens her need. As Maura lifts her head to look up at Jane, her mouth is caught by Jane's. They kiss slowly for a few moments before Jane breaks to kiss.

"Someone woke up frisky."

Tugging at Jane's lip, Maura hums in agreement. "I can't resist you half naked." Jane smiles back at Maura, but Maura has already moved onto removing Jane's wet panties. After tossing them aside, she crawls back up Jane's body, pauses at Jane's core, and licks up her slit softly, moaning as she laps up Jane's arousal. Her hands push down on Jane's hips.

An eager hand catches the top of Maura's arm. "Come up here, Maura."

Growling in protest, Maura allows herself to be pulled up and into a deep, passionate kiss. Their kissing grows in intensity, and Maura snakes a hand between them. Confidently, she moves up and down Jane's furrow-spreading the copious moisture.

She passes over Jane's opening a few times, teasing Jane's body into wanting to be filled. "God, Maura. Did you wake me up just to tease me?"

While Maura is tempted to sassily affirm and continue her ministrations, she did wake Jane up at 7am on a Saturday, so she really shouldn't play with her too much. Instead, she slides down Jane's body a bit, and licks a hard nipple, as she pushes into Jane's heat. She goes back and forth between Jane's perky breasts-licking, sucking, biting, and continues pumping in and out of her. Twisting and scissoring her fingers, she's surprised to feel that Jane's body already feels so close to release.

Her eyes lift to Jane, who has her head thrown back and her arms outstretched, hands pulling at the sheets. Involuntarily, her body is rolling with Maura's movement. She senses Maura's eyes, and glances forward.

"You're so close." Maura then closes her mouth over Jane's and they kiss roughly for a few moments until Jane pushes Maura back into a sitting position. Jane is wet and pulsating, and her body feels so heavy with need, but still, something is holding her back.

"Take this off, please." She tugs roughly at the hem of Maura's shirt, wanting so badly to see more of Maura. Unwilling to disconnect from Jane, Maura pulls her shirt up above her breasts and leaves it gathered there.

"Is that good?"

Jane's body tightens further, as she gulps and responds, "Yeeessss." She then cups one of Maura's breasts, biting her lip and hissing. She gives the pert breast a soft slap before kneading it roughly, and then moving her eyes to between Maura's legs. Maura's positive she's soaking through her panties, and groans as she watches Jane stare desirously at her center. She knows what Jane wants, but waits for her request.

"Maura, can you...mmmm..." Jane's entire body rolls—still fighting itself. "Can you…"

"Of course." For some reason Jane always feels bad asking this of Maura, but the truth is, it turns Maura on to no end, and makes her quiver with arousal.

Before Maura can move, Jane grabs Maura between her legs-the dampness there making Jane moan as she just holds Maura in her hand for a few seconds. "Baby. You're so wet." She then rubs firmly, causing Maura to move along with her, while continuing her own motions.

"You have no idea, Jane." Maura smirks as she pinches and twists Jane's nipples. "You make me sooo hot, Jane."

Jane can't wait. She needs to see more. "Let me see."

"Mmmmm." Maura sits up on her knees and pulls her panties to the side, exposing her bare sex-Pink and swollen for Jane. The cool air against Maura's warm wetness inches her further along, and she chokes out, "is that good, baby?" Jane nods slowly, but assuredly, as she peers at Maura's exposed flesh. Maura is visibly wet and a strong jolt rushes to Jane's core.

When Jane's fingers glide through Maura's arousal, Maura's efforts increase, and she pushes further into Jane. "You feel so good around my fingers, Jane." Deeper thrusts and curled fingers cause Jane's body to stiffen-her muscles flexing, as she clamps down on Maura.

Out of breath, Jane whimpers, "You feel so fucking good, Maura."

Jane's eyes dart back and forth between Maura's sex and Maura's breasts, which are bouncing with every movement. She brings her other hand to one of Maura's breasts. Roughly, she squeezes and twists. "I love your tits so much."

"And..." she uses her fingers to spread Maura's lips, allowing Maura's erect clit to peek out a little more.

"I could watch your pussy all day long." She rubs the throbbing nub-tight circles. Again and again.

Maura manages to breathe out, "Mmmm. Jane. Mmmmm. I'm going to cum. I can't hold it."

"Don't hold it then. Cum for me." One of Jane's hands grabs Maura by the back of her neck, pulling her down to kiss her. Their mouths move against each other-breathy, wet, desperate kisses. Wanting to make Maura scream, Jane fills Maura's tight channel with two long fingers. Already so close, Maura propels over the edge, yelping and squirming, as her body is electrified.

"Oh yes, Jane. God. I'm cumming. Uhhh. Yessss." Maura's entire body jerks up and arches back, locking around Jane's fingers. Her movements inside of Jane still as she rides her orgasm out.

As she comes down, she massages inside of Jane, and smiles lasciviously. "I really want to make you cum."

She assuredly begins to pick or the pace of her movements. Jane stays inside of her, reveling in the residual contractions. When their eyes meet, Maura curls her fingers slightly as she presses the heel of her hand harder against Jane's pussy.

Jane is so gorgeous like this—slightly out of control and allowing herself to feel sexy and beautiful. Later, when Maura's mind will inevitably flashback to this moment, she'll find herself audibly moaning. Maura bites her lip and her eyes involuntarily roll back, as she begins to rock against Jane's hand and pushes deeper inside of Jane.

"Mmmmm. I love fucking you so much…I'm so close again, but I want you to cum with me."

"I still can't. I'm sorry." Jane pauses her movement. "Turn around for me?"

"Yes." Maura answers immediately without absolute certainty and eagerness. She slows her movements inside of Jane, gently withdraws, and then reaches for the nightstand. As she bends over Jane, Jane can't help but take one of Maura's nipples in her mouth. So lost in the moment, Jane doesn't realize how hard she sucks at the excited bud. "Mmmmmm. Baby!"

"I regret nothing."

Maura giggles, hands Jane one of the dildos from the nightstand, fully removes her shirt, and then turns around on top of Jane.

When Maura settles in on top of Jane, Jane can't help but stare in silence for a few seconds. Maura's panties are still on, pulled to the side—a damp patch where they're gathered. "Don't do anything yet. Just let me…"

The sentence goes unfinished, as Maura responds, "Mmm. Go ahead. Take your time." Maura knows this turns Jane, and is happy to comply because she is equally aroused.

Jane returns Maura's panties to their proper position and kneads her cheeks over the fabric. Heavy breathing echoes in the room, as Jane grabs the band of Maura's panties and slowly drags them down, exposing Maura, inch by inch.

Maura pushes herself up and helps Jane remove the panties fully, before returning to all fours, completely on display for Jane. She arches her back a bit more, her ass up and open.

"God, Maura. I'm so lucky."

Her soaking pussy is swollen and clenching as Jane just stares and blows on it—causing Maura to tremble at the sensation. Jane runs her hands from the middle of Maura's back to her ass cheeks, which she palms and spreads. Taking Maura's like this—so entirely—drives Jane wild. She holds Maura open and watches Maura's leg and ass muscles jump in reaction. Jane's need is mounting, but she wants a few more moments to fully take this in. Her thumb moves to Maura's pussy opening and dips in. Maura whimpers, but tries to hold still. With both thumbs, Jane lightly massages around Maura's opening.

"Does this feel good, baby?"

For a few seconds, Maura is completely unable to speak. Even when she does answer, it's a gravelly, "yes."

Jane then moves her hands underneath Maura and traces her naked slit with her index and middle fingers. Maura quivers and is convinced she came cum just like this.

Without pause, Jane travels to Maura's puckered hole, where she applies pressure, knowing the exact sound that will escape Maura. That breathy, slightly high pitched moan. "Fuck, Jane." Unable to resist, Jane pushes her index finger in a few centimeters. "Oh, God…Jane. Let me fuck you, please."

"In a sec." Jane's eyes feast on Maura spread inches from her face—her tight ass accommodating Jane's finger.

Anatomically, Maura is everything Jane could ever want, and she finds herself at a familiar juncture—wanting to both devour Maura and to kiss her sweetly and softly. So she finds a middle ground and pulls Maura back close to her face and kisses her taint softly. She travels slowly to the soft skin at the cleft in Maura's ass.

There's the breathy, slight high pitched moan again.

Maura has never let anyone else touch her like this—know her like this. With Jane, though, there's an innate comfort. On top of that, there's an indescribable eroticism that even Maura can't put to words. Having Jane's mouth in her most intimate zone. Shivers travel through Maura as Jane's tongue circles her asshole.

"Mmmm. I want to be inside of you, Jane. Mmmmmm…please." Maura doesn't wait for Jane's response; she pushes her ass a little harder against Jane's face, sits up a bit, grabs the dildo, and presses it over Jane's clenching entrance a few times. Circle. Dip. Circle. Dip.

Jane's' tongue moves with more determination. Moaning against Maura's ass, Jane utters, "Fuck Maura."

Maura pushes inside of Jane again—feeling a familiar tightness. "God. Jane. You're so tight and hot for me." Maura gulps and her body involuntarily arches more deeply, meeting Jane's delectable movements.

Without warning, an orgasm crashes into Maura. "Oh, Jane. I can't stop. I'm sorry. Fuck." Maura reaches back and spreads herself as open as she can for Jane. She pants through her orgasm as Jane licks her again and again-feeling her asshole tighten as her body revels in the pleasure.

"Damn, Jane."

Desperate to return the favor, Maura moves her body forward, signaling for Jane to enter her. Jane doesn't miss the hint and quickly impales Maura with the toy—stretching her taut entrance.

The sound of their wetness combined with the view of Maura's clenching pussy yielding to everything Jane is giving her, has Jane right at the threshold. She pulls out slowly. Pushes in slowly. Pulls out slowly. She could never get tired of watching Maura take her like this.

As she approaches her precipice, she begs, "Baby. Baby. Don't stop. Please don't stop."

"I won't, baby." Breathless and also so close, Maura moves her hips with Jane's drawn out movements, pushing herself back onto the dildo and pushing relentlessly into Jane. So overwhelmed with watching Maura's clenching pussy take the dildo, Jane grunts and groans. She pushes it in deep and slowly and pulls out even more slowly-forcing Maura to clamp down on it. She repeats the motion."Jaaannneeee."

So close, Jane begins to pump vigorously into Maura. "I'm right there, Maura."

Knowing Jane needs a final push, Maura pushes herself up and moves her other hand to Jane's core, where she finds a swollen and needy clit. She rubs it with determination. "Cum for me, Janie."

Jane's orgasm floods her body as Maura continues. "Fuck! Yes, Maura. Fuck!" Urgency forces Jane savagely thrust into Maura's fluttering vagina—sending Maura toward the same crest. Maura yelps, before her body goes rigid. Every muscle in her body flexes, and body convulses with pleasure.

They pound into each other again and again through their peaks, both panting, but both wanting it to never end. Their paces decrease and they withdraw. Shaking, Maura collapses off of Jane-flopping into the damp sheets—her muscles still twitching for her multiple orgasms.

"Mmmmm. That was delicious."

Jane rolls onto her side, facing Maura. A smiles spreads across her face as she focuses on Maura-hair a mess, slightly sweaty, and so beautiful. Jane leans in for a soft peck.

"You're delicious."

She pulls Maura into her body and kisses the top of her head. "I love you."

"I love you too, Jane."

Maura snuggles further into her. "I'm so glad we have nowhere to be today."

"Mmmm. Me too." With that, the two fall back into a deep sleep.