A/N: This is also on the LJ community KitB. Prompt by shipperatheart for a Dominant Booth :) Now who wouldn't want one of their own!
Disclaimer: If I owned them, the 100th would have had steamy sex in the past AND present! So obviously, I do not...brilliant episode though! I still cry at the end, even though I've watched it more times than I can count.
His entire body was on alert waiting for her to show up at his door. Just thinking about her made certain emotions swim around in his head…anger, lust, confusion, love. Then he thought about their conversation earlier, how she so nonchalantly spoke about her date tomorrow with yet another asshole. Well, he's had it and he's done putting up with this bullshit. When she shows up, she's going to get a taste of angry lustful Booth, and she's going to get it hard.
She made it as far as one step inside the apartment before he threw himself on her.
He didn't ask permission, he just went for it.
He knew he had her when she closed her eyes, parted her swollen lips, and let out a soft moan. With her back still against the door, he growled his order in her ear.
"Get on your knees. Now"
Her eyes widened but she obeyed, trailing her fingers lightly all the way down. When she got where he needed her, the orders continued as he unbuttoned his jeans and slid the zipper down.
"Look at me. You are going to open that delicious mouth of yours and take me in. All of me. Do you understand?"
A nod.
"With your right hand, while you suck me off, you'll pump my cock. Still with me?"
Another nod.
"With your left hand, you will cup my balls and gently massage them. You will do these things until I say otherwise. Got it?"
One more nod.
He relieves the pressure and frees his dick from his pants. Looking into her eyes, he puts his right hand on top of her head and grasps himself with the left.
"Open."
As soon as she complies, he places the head of his cock just inside her lips and fists her hair in his hand.
As he looks down at her, he quickly searches her eyes for any sign that she wants out. When she begins to place her hands accordingly, he knows she wants it as much as he wants to give it to her.
Slowly he inches himself into her hot mouth, all the way to the hilt. When she lets out a moan, vibrating his entire member, he loses it and begins pumping, essentially fucking her face.
His hands are tangled in her hair, her hands are working his cock and his balls into a god damned frenzy. That's when it truly hit him. She liked it. No, correction, she was fucking hot for it.
"You like being on your knees in front of me, don't you baby?"
A moan.
"I bet you've thought about sucking my dick as many times as I have, haven't you?"
Another moan.
"When I'm done with you here, you're going to want me to fuck the shit out of you, won't you?"
One more moan.
With all the talking, agreeing, stroking, and sucking he was losing it. He realized he was about to lose it with her, for the first time, against his door.
For one split second he felt a little bit guilty for the way things were going down. Only a split second though. Truthfully he was just hot, hard and ready. What made it even better was that all her moans, humming, and stroking were telling him that she too was ready.
He was close, so damn close. They may have started this first time with him in her mouth and she on her knees, but he would make damn sure they'd end up with him emptying himself into her sweet core.
Followed by a resounding pop and a pathetic and mournful moan, he removed himself from her mouth and pulled her into a standing position. He grabbed her left thigh and hooked it over his waist. With his right hand he reached under her dress and pulled her soaking wet panties aside, surprisingly alarmed at how hot she was…literally.
He crashed his lips upon hers and sunk himself into her, pausing just for a second, reminding himself to remember and catalog this moment.
He pulled his lips from hers, looked into her eyes, and began his relentless pounding. With her leg wrapped around him, her wrists now pinned against the door, the only thing she could conceivably do was hang on for the ride.
The wonderfully torturous assault had his mind going crazy. The way she was eating this shit up was making him crazy. At this very moment, all he wanted to do was fuck the shit out of her every chance he got, showing her who the fuck was boss.
He was the boss.
He leaned in closer and lightly bit her ear lobe, never slowing down. He should have been surprised when she told him to bite her, but he wasn't.
He moved to the sexy curve of her neck and bit with just enough force to leave teeth marks and make her dig her nails into his flesh.
She took in every inch of him and it was quickly building into an eruption.
He looked into her eyes one last time before unleashing every last drop of himself into her.
Once their breathing patterns calmed, he lowered her leg, smoothed her dress, and placed his hands on her hips.
He was waiting for an ass kicking, but that's not what came at him.
She moved around him and began walking towards the bedroom. With a sexy look over her perfect shoulder, she told him it was her turn to be the boss.
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