A/N: Many thanks to mingsmommy and losingntrnslatn for their continued help and support.
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Booth flips through the magazine.
Naked women in glossy color.
He tosses it aside.
Jacket on a hook, tie over his shoulder, pants at his ankles.
Erection in one hand, cup in the other.
Lube making the strokes easier.
Eyes closed, mind cleared of everything except her.
Temperance Brennan.
Hand moving over his rigid length.
In his mind it's hers
Her eyes, her mouth, her voice.
Her ass, her nipples, her hot wetness.
Faster. Faster. Hips jerking.
Coming. Cock throbbing.
With her face in his mind
And her name on his lips.
He knows he can't just be a donor.