It was hot. "Hot as hell," Booth complained and pressed his back against the side of the fridge.

"Hell is a fictional place and therefore not a good reference," Brennan fanned her neck and lazily closed her eyes. "But yes, it is quite warm."

Booth snickered at her quite warm but didn't fight it. "Fine. It's as hot as the center of the earth."

He expected her to chastise him for hyperbole, and when she didn't, he spared her a glance. They were on an assignment, forced undercover, and living in a southern home with no air conditioning. It was still awhile until sunset, and the lack of breeze meant they were in for a few more sweltering hours. Brennan was sitting on the floor near the screen door, her legs bare and her skirt up toward her thighs. Her hair was piled up on her head and her blouse was open an extra button than normal. Her skin shone and from Booth's viewpoint was fairly shimmering. Her cheeks were flushed and her lips parted, and immediately, his body stirred. She looked exactly like she did after some good, old-fashioned sex. Just as the idea began to form in his head, her eyes opened and he could see she knew what he was thinking.

"No," she practically laughed, but it was too late. He was now on a mission.

"It's too hot," she complained, but smiled when his eyes narrowed. Her lazy refusal only spurred him on more.

He moved to his hands and knees and slowly crawled across the kitchen floor. "It's too hot," she repeated, and he shook his head and smiled.

"It's gonna be hot no matter what. We might as well enjoy it," he growled.

She was too lethargic to go anywhere, and he laughed when she tried to scurry up into a standing position. But that was fine with him, and as he caught up to her, he stood, easily trapping her between his arms and against the wall. From his vantage point, her blouse gaped open, tantalizing him with her sweet and soft skin. "Come on, Bones," he pleaded, skimming one fingertip along the edge of a button. To entice her, he let his lips graze her cheek and jawline, focusing on the spot beneath her ear that he knew was sensitive.

Her knees buckled a bit and she fisted her hands in his shirt, and he knew he had her. His hands immediately went to her legs, hiking up her skirt all the way to her waist. As if his urgency was contagious, her hands were at his waist, swiftly unfastening his pants until they slid down his legs and pooled at his feet. Without kicking them away, he shoved his boxers down and freed his growing hard-on, using his other hand to fist her panties and pull them down. "Ready?" he asked, finding the answer for himself when his fingers rubbed between her legs. She was hot, but hotter there, and wet, and he groaned and hissed when he removed his hand and centered his cock at her opening. He grabbed her hands in his and lifted them up and over their heads as he slid into her. Their eyes met and held as he slow-fucked her against the wall. Deep, sweaty, sensational.

He looked down past the way her blouse still teasingly gaped for him and grew mesmerized at the sight of his bare flesh sinking over and over into hers. The stuffy air was punctuated by the wet sounds of their bodies and their harsh breathing. It took a full minute for Booth to realize that his thrusts had increased in speed. His eyes flew to her face, and she was watching him, her cheeks flushed a deep pink and her lips parted. Booth captured her mouth with his and smoothed one hand down her body until he was thumbing her clit in soft strokes while he plunged his cock into her tight flesh. Sweat dripped down his back as he screwed her, and he groaned when she bit his bottom lip. "Yeah," he grunted and pistoned faster and faster. He exploded a fraction of a second before she did, coming inside her clenching core in hot, wet pulses. "Oh, baby," he panted against her neck and tried to pull in air. "That was hot," he murmured, and she laughed, leaning back to meet his eyes.

One of her eyebrows arched and she nodded. "You were right. An excellent way to pass the time."

-b&b-

Ingredients:

2 oz Vodka

2 oz Southern Comfort

6 oz Orange juice

Ice

Mixing instructions:

Pour over ice, stir and serve.