A/N: Guess who's baaaccckkk? Bahaha but seriously I was supposed to upload this last night but FF was down and I was so angry. I should have submitted it this morning but I felt sick so now I'm submitting it without any further delay! This was inspired by the song Sunday Best - Washington it's an amazing song and I recommend that you all listen to it. I promise I'll try and update more often since school holidays are coming up soon. Hope this makes up for my lack of posting and if you like what you see, please, PLEASE review. This isn't a one shot by the way guys. I'll submit more chapters. If anyone has any suggestions let me know I'd love to hear what you've come up with. I don't own Bones nor do I own the song it's based on. Enjoy~!
Temperance Brennan let out a weary sigh, brushing a stray lock of her auburn hair which had managed to tickle her nose. Frustrated she pulled it behind her ear, staring blankly at the crowded road ahead of the SUV she was currently sitting in with her partner. It had been a long weary day at the crime scene, the night before she had barely gained any sleep but when they arrived at the scene somebody had already compromised with the bones. Making her work so much harder than it already was supposed to be and it took longer too.
Just when she thought that her day couldn't get any worse, well it did now, being caught in a traffic jam in peek hour traffic, as each car moved inch by excruciatingly slow inch the other passengers in the other cars being too stubborn to move.
The anthropologist was briefly aware of music playing in the background, she had obviously tuned out too focused on how aggravated and annoyed she had been. With a single glance towards her partner, examining the way his jaw clenched, knuckles white as the agent had a death grip on the steering wheel she could tell he was as peeved as she was. Strangely enough however, it was somehow arousing.
Brennan shook the thoughts from her head, crossing her right leg over her left knowing she was just being irrational but she couldn't shake the arousal that was already pooling in between her thighs. Temperance knew that her body was reacting this way only because of her lack of sexual partners over the months, sure she hadn't had sex in a while but her toys had provided enough stimulation for a satisfactory orgasm. A voice at the back of her screamed that it just wasn't good enough.
Besides her libido taking a large hit, the anthropologist had come to the conclusion that due to her highly aroused state over the past month she had been fantasising about the one and only FB-eye candy, Seeley Booth. Sure, some fantasies were healthy she knew that much but they seemed to appear all the time. Anything simple triggered them, his name, the sound of his voice, the smell of his cologne. Being an author never helped either, only fuelling her desire further the mental images so vivid the auburn haired beauty almost thought they were realistic.
Brennan shook her head again, resting it lightly against the window of the car as she tried to distract herself, aware of the song in the background which had once been white noise now became distinct. However, she regretted this instantly as the chorus started to play.
"Do you, do you, do you know what's in my head when I'm below you?"
Another glance to her partner and Temperance realised he was too busy focusing on the road; she rested further against the car door. Staring off into the distance blankly, her cerulean blue eyes glazing over as she let her mind wander.
Temperance let out a groan as she straddled his lap, her panty-covered core brushing against his straining erection. Her arms were wrapped around his neck as hot, open mouth kisses were planted against her neck his lips suckling the creamy skin into his mouth marking her as his. She didn't care no matter how primitive it seemed, it was arousing and that's all that mattered.
Her eyes met Booth's for a second, her nails tracing patterns around his back as his head continued its journey reaching the hem of her bright red, lace bra. Lightly, the agent traced the edges with his tongue making her squirm against him, a curse uttering from her lips causing him to laugh.
Brennan could feel the bra becoming too tight as he continued to lick around the lace, her nipples throbbing in the confines begging to be set free from the tight material. As if reading her mind Booth reached around, unclipping it skilfully. Without any hesitation, as soon as the material revealed the beautiful, round globes his tongue explored the newly revealed skin, tracing around one pink areola on her left breast before lavishing the excited peak into his mouth.
"Oh Booth…." She exclaimed breathily, Temperance's fingers laced their way into Seeley's hair, nails digging lightly into his scalp urging him further.
The agent chuckled and retracted his lips for a moment, pressing a soft kiss to her lips before replying, his voice dark and husky as he spoke.
"Yeah you like that baby don't you."
Before the anthropologist even had a chance to reply her arousal blinded her again as Booth captured the globes in his hands, smoothing his thumbs over her the pink peaks making her writhe further in his lap as he caressed her body with vigour.
Brennan's plump lips parted to release breathy moans, her hips rocking of their own volitation as he tweaked and pinched her nipples causing the most exquisite pleasure which rippled straight to her core. Without a doubt, the matching red lace of her panties was damp.
"I think you'll like this even better Temperance." Booth whispered into her ear, nibbling lightly on her earlobe and tracing his tongue along the shell of her ear making her moan louder and shuddered at the use of her full name.
With a simple shift in weight, Seeley had pinned Temperance below him, hips rocking forward to meet with hers. A strangled groan left her lips as they made contact, his thumbs eagerly hooking into the waistline of the red lace, pulling the soaked material down her slender, creamy legs which seemed to go on for miles.
Booth couldn't help but lick his lips at the newly revealed sight to him, her wet pinkness glistening and begging for attention. He leant closer against her, his obvious arousal pushing into her thigh as an indication that he wanted this as much as she did too.
"You like what you see?" she questioned, a coy smile on her face lips capturing his as she leant up on her elbows to kiss him.
Seeley couldn't help but chuckle against their joint lips, forcefully pushing his tongue through the barrier of her teeth, a ripple of arousal moving through their bodies as their tongues made contact. The kiss was fierce and passionate, the anthropologist thinking she could taste blood and as he drew back from the kiss, his teeth pulling lightly on her lower lip as the agent pushed her back down into a lying position.
"Of course I do." Booth replied, finger tracing a path up her slit to tickle her clit lightly her sex lubricating at his touch.
"You're so wet Bones…" he exclaimed proudly with a smirk, positioning his body close, erection pressing further into her thigh like torture.
"Why wouldn't I be Booth? I only get this wet around you." Temperance replied with a smirk, two fingers moving down to run up and down his shaft in a caressing motion, enjoying the grunt that left his lips. "So why don't you hurry up before I become even more soaked." She purred, eyelashes fluttering.
Booth shifted his body weight before moving forward in one large thrust as their bodies finally joined as one, relieved groans leaving both of their lips. Brennan couldn't believe how he felt inside of her, every single time it felt like perfection as he moved back and forth like he did now.
A surprised gasp left the anthropologist's lips as he pulled back out before thrusting back in fully, hands capturing her breasts and massaging their weight in his hands as he timed this with his thrusts starting the perfect rhythm.
Breathy moans, grunts and gasps left both their lips as they each continued to move together, hips rocking to meet each other. Temperance's hands raked down his back, surely leaving bright red nail marks in their trail but she was sure he wouldn't mind.
One hand left the auburn beauties' breast, caressing down the flat plane of her chest before reaching its destination at the juncture of her thighs. Seeking the small bundle of nerves, Booth rubbed it in slow continuous circles synchronising in time with his thrusts, whimpering moans leaving her sweet little lips.
"Booth… Booth…" Brennan chanted, her mind completely blank all rational thought wiped from her mind and instead replaced with her surroundings. All she could think was about Booth, the way he felt inside of her, the smell of sex and his cologne in the air which was adding to her arousal and the way he relentlessly pounded into her.
"I know baby… you're close aren't you?" Booth prompted, his thrusts increasing in tempo, using two fingers to play with her clit knowing he was going to set her off.
"Yesyesyeyes I'm going to Booth! Booth! Booth!" Temperance screamed, her pussy walls fluttering suddenly around his cock as he spilled his load into her as she milked him dry. They lay there for a while as he pulled out of her, sweaty bodies sticking together, the smell of sex obvious in the air and their erratic breathing. Brennan's eyes started to flutter closed, humming softly at the slow caresses to her hair….
"Bones! Hey Bones you there?" Booth questioned, snapping a finger in front of her face making the anthropologist jump in her seat in surprise.
"Booth?" she questioned curiously, suddenly aware that they were out of the traffic jam and parked near his apartment.
"Are you alright? Jeez, your face is all flushed and your eyes are glazed over." He murmured, leaning closer and brushing a hand across her forehead making the anthropologist flinch slightly.
"I'm fine Booth, how about we go inside and celebrate with a beer?" Temperance prompted, wanting to get off the topic of what she had been thinking the whole time. Her face flushing as she remembered what she had been thinking about, images flashing into her mind and she shifted in her seat, surprised by how damp her panties were and just by such a simple movement.
"Alright we will Bones, but are you sure you're alright. You seemed to be thinking pretty hard before."
Brennan noticed the husky undertone to his voice almost instantly, the way his lips curved up in an all knowing smile and how his dark brown orbs had darkened, roaming over her body predatorily. In that instant, Temperance came to realisation he knew exactly what she had been thinking the whole trip home and he would never let her live it down but she was determined not to go down without a fight.
A/N: Hope you all liked it, remember please review if you like it and I'll be sure to update soon enough hopefully.