Hey all! Eeek! My first try at smut. Had to pop the cherry sometime, i guess. Let me know how you thought it was...love ya for it.
Anyways, enjoy...hope it's not too cringe-worthy.
Cheers,
Lisa
A Little Slice of Heaven
Temperance Brennan wasn't a religious woman, she didn't believe in God.
But she certainly believed there was a Heaven.
How did she know?
She was standing right smack-bang in the middle of it.
Lolling her head to one side her eyes slipped shut, a low keening moan escaping her lips.
It felt almost impossible for her to be this close already. He'd only been down there about a minute.
Had he any idea how crazy he drove her? Forget cool, clam and collected Forensic Anthropologist – she was a woman on fire.
Sensation took over as she squirmed and shifted her hips to meet his eager tongue as he took another slow lingering lap at the length of her wet folds.
The tingling sensation beginning in the tips of her toes was almost too hot to handle. Almost.
'Oh yes, do that again.'
What this man was doing to her was a bad, bad thing – but it felt way too good.
She wasn't going to last much longer if he kept hitting her pleasure points like he was.
Sure, she'd had men go down on her before, and while they were competent cunnilinguists they just did not compare – not even close – to the talents of Special Agent Seeley Booth.
Without warning he pulled away, a small whimper from her at the loss of contact.
Resting up on his elbows, Booth looked up at the woman lying before him. God, how could he have restrained himself from this, from her for three whole long years?
He didn't think he'd seen a sight more sexy than a naked Temperance Brennan sprawled across HIS bed, her eyes closed – head tossing and turning on HIS pillows, hands gripping and twisting HIS sheets as she moaned and writhed under HIS ministrations, not to mention her skin tickled that delicate pink sex flush color, their sex flush.
He looked back into her eyes, his brown meeting the clearest, deepest blue imaginable.
"Booth?"
With his index finger teasing her entrance before slipping back into her wetness, he posed the question.
"Bones, why didn't we do this years ago?"
"You really want to…" She paused to bite her bottom lip, biting back a moan, "have this conversation now?" His finger continuing to stroke upon a particularly sensitive spot within her.
"I just, you're just so amazing." He groaned against the inside of her thigh, nibbling here and there. "And when I'm inside you, fuck." Another harsh nibble closer to her core. "Bones, you're so hot and wet and so tight inside – you drive me crazy."
"Jesus, Booth."
He watched her relax back into his bed and wriggle her hips further towards him – he knew what she wanted – his mouth back on her sex.
"You know what I love most?" He asked, lowering his mouth for his tongue to circle her clit. She was still so sensitive from his earlier teasing.
"Hm?
"I love watching you come." This time coming into direct contact with her clit, flicking and massaging with the tip of his tongue until she finally did so.
"Oh fuck! Right there, yes Booth!"
He continued moving his fingers inside her as he felt her slick walls pulsate around him – riding out her wave.
Withdrawing from her, he moved back up to sit against the bed head and hold her, gently kissing her parted lips as she caught her breath.
Resting her head against his bare chest. "God Booth, I felt that all the way to my toes."
He smiled, it satisfied him to know that she was satisfied. "You know, the 'Cocky' belt buckle just isn't for show."
"Hm, don't I know it." She agreed, shifting to straddle his lap.
"And speaking of cocky…" Trailing off to reach between them and free his erection, gently stroking him. "I think you should show me just how cocky you really can be."
"Oh, you are so on, baby."