He kissed her hard on the lips. All anger went out the window. He was there with her. His Bones. His woman. He ground his hips into her, the friction causing a jolt in his stomach. They intertwined their hands and he rested his weight on his forearms. She let out a little moan and wrapped her right hand around his bicep. He was rock hard in his pants already. Three months was a long time to be apart from someone you love. Someone who means everything to you. She broke the kiss and looked at him, her smile widening to her ears.
"How," he asked, wondering how she knew he would find her.
She knew exactly what he meant with his question.
"Because you love me." she said with a cocky grin.
That was his undoing. He captured her mouth again with his and explored her mouth. He missed this connection. He missed the fight for dominance. Her hands roamed his back and tugged at his T-shirt.
"Booth, I need," she gasped as her hands raked up his back.
"I know, baby, I know." he said breathless, as he sat up and pulled his shirt off. He didn't really want to do this on the floor but he didn't want to part from her, not even for the time it would take to move to the bed. He never again wanted to part from her. Ever. That was not an option.
Once his shirt was discarded, he worked at Brennan's coat, tugging it off her shoulders. Her red top was no match for him as he almost ripped that off her body. She was still wearing a maternity bra, which meant Christine was still nursing. That made him smile. Unclipping the clasp, he yanked the bra off her chest and shoulders and captured her mouth again. Her bare skin on his chest, electrified him to the pit of his stomach.
"Oh, God... Booth," her voice was strained.
"I've missed you so much, I've missed your,"
"Bones, Jesus, I've missed you too."
He moved his lips down her neck and suckled her pulse point. Trailing wet open mouth kisses down her chest to her breast. He captured a hardened nipple in his mouth. She tasted so sweet, just how he remembered her. He was home. Home was where she was.
"Booth, stop teasing me, please. Three months is long enough." her words, barely a whisper from her lips.
He pushed himself up and undid the button of her jeans and ripped the zipper down. Pulling her jeans and panties down in one swift movement, he realized he had been holding his breath. So he let it out.
"Gorgeous, just," his mouth as if on autopilot, placed one small kiss just above her slit.
In one quick movement, he was flat on his back as Brennan straddled him, working on getting him out of his pants.
Once he was stripped, he rolled her onto her back again and entered her.
She was slick and warm and he melted into her body. He never lost eye contact with her. Their love boiling over as he thrust into her with love and care but with so much passion. Brennan's fingers wrapped around his nape and pulled him down to a kiss. She arched her back and thrust her hips up, in time with Booth's.
They both knew it was going to be quick, and they didn't care. As long as they were together, they knew everything was going to be fine.
"Booooth, oh GOD!" Brennan could feel her orgasm coming to the surface.
"Temperance." he whispered on her lips and that was her undoing.
She shattered into a million pieces, her body quivered and her core fluttered.
Booth followed her over the edge and came in one hot thrust.
They both shook for a few seconds, their breathing ragged. He pulled out of her and placed a small kiss on her forehead. Rolling off her, he lay flat on his back. Placing his left hand above his head, he pulled Brennan into him with his right arm.
Her head found that place on his chest that she had claimed long before. Her right leg, draped over his stomach and her right hand placed firmly on his chest. They were just happy to be there, together, finally. Booth pulled Brennan tighter.
"I just need to hold you for a while, Bones." he whispered.
"And I just need to be held." Brennan said, smiling into his chest.
It didn't matter that they were on the floor of a seedy motel or that they had been separated for three months. All that mattered is that they were together again.