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Booth scooped Brennan off the couch and lay down, with Brennan lying on top of him, completely spent from her orgasm. She was finally starting to breathe evenly and she snuggled into him, weaving her legs through his and laying her head on his chest. She was still in shock due to the events that just happened. Even if there was any light, she doubted that she would be able to see it for about 5-6 minutes.
He never pegged her as a cuddler, but he was happy to hold her in his arms until she was ready to speak.
"That... That was..." she muttered.
The three seconds before she spoke again gave him time to think of millions of suitable adjectives. Amazing, mind-blowing, incredible, beautiful...
Anything but "A mistake," which were the exact words she used. His head jerked up from the sofa. He was half-sitting up now. "What?" he said, trying to keep the crippling anger from showing in his voice.
"Booth, we work together. There is no happy ending for something like this, and you know it. What if it goes wrong? No, I think that we should just forget it ever happened and..."
She was cut off by Booth's booming voice. "FORGET IT? Temperance, how the hell are we going to forget this?" There was silence as he awaited her answer.
"We have to, Booth. This arrangement will undermine our working-relationship, and I don't think..."
"Think about this logically," he said. It was the only way he could think of to reason with her. He now felt desperate, knowing that one wrong word, and she's going to run like hell.
"Do you really think that if we go back to work tomorrow, you'll be able to carry on like nothing happened?" he asked softly.
He heard her swallow thickly before saying "Yes," firmly. He knew that she was in denial, but it would be so much easier to tell if he could actually see her.
He rolled her underneath him again, as if trying to make sure she won't get up and run.
"I won't," he said gently. "I'll look at you, and I'll remember how you let me kiss you; touch you; taste you. I'll remember how you called out my name and how you moaned in ecstasy. I'll remember the taste of you as you came in my mouth. Let me ask you something. Have you ever come that hard?"
Denial was futile. She knew that he'd instantly know that she was lying. She couldn't lie to him. She had honestly never come that hard. She'd never felt so completely satisfied. But telling the truth also ran the risk of being an unwise move.
"You have a date tomorrow," she said firmly. "You should go. Go and forget that any of this ever happened. Please Booth, just walk away. I'm sure that she'll help you get over us," she said, bitterly thinking of the many methods that she's been known to use to help cure the blues. And all of them involved her top being off. Brennan's stomach lurched at the thought, and she was glad that Booth could not see the look of distain that was most likely painted on her face at that very moment.
Booth laughed hollowly at her suggestion. "Do you really think that I would do that? I mean, would you do that to me?"
Now was the time to hurt him. Tough love; the only way to drive him away was to bully him away.
"Actually, I'm sure that I could arrange a date for tomorrow as well. I have a long list of men that I could call. I'm a well-known woman. I get a lot of attention, Booth..."
She could practically hear him scowl. She knew it was a low-blow, but she didn't feel guilty. It had to be done. She could feel himself pushing down harder on her; not hurting her, but she did feel trapped.
"And what happens next? Huh? You live happily ever after with some loser who doesn't understand you? Who will never understand you? I mean, look at how long you've been pushing people away. You try and pick up your life, and you'll just end up bullying away some other poor bastard until you realise what you've already known for years. That none of those guys are right for you. That none of them deserve you. That you'll never be happy with anyone else. All you have to do is open your eyes and see that. You have to see, Temperance; you have to see..."
At his last words, the lights flickered on and off in flashes, until they were properly switched on. She swallowed hard as she looked at him, squinting slightly with the light. She had never seen his eyes so dark before, and so soulful. She had never seen him this angry and tender at the same time. He locked eye-contact with her for a few seconds, but temptation got the better of him as his eyes slid down her body, seeing her naked for the first time, and she could feel him grow even harder against her, if that was possible. He seemed speechless, thoughtless, breathless. She saw a muscle in his jaw twitching as his eyes looked hungrily at her body.He finally looked back up to her eyes.
"You... are so... beautiful" he told her in a breathy and lust-filled voice.
She looked confused, as if there were too many emotions in her brain and her head was in conflict with her heart.
"This... this is a mistake," she said shakily, desperately trying to hold on to her logical thoughts.
He lowered his head down, his lips at her ear.
"Then it will be the best mistake we've ever made," he whispered, before gently kissing her neck. His own breath hitched as he half-prepared to be punched, but she now had her hands on his back, stroking him lightly and moaning at the feeling of his kisses. He finally exhaled the long breath that
he was holding, and focused on pleasing her again. He pressed his hand on her flat stomach, where it crawled its way up and cupped the globe of her breast. She whimpered and arched her back, but then focused on ridding him of his pants. He had never let her get that far before, but even if he wanted to stop her, he couldn't. This time, she was determined.
She undid his belt-buckle, and discarded it on the same pile as all of her clothes. She then unzipped him and slid his pants down, allowing him to wriggle out of them himself. She stared at him in amazement once she saw him fully exposed, and he could hear her loud breathing getting shallower.
Then, as if too consumed with desire to wait any longer, she curled her hand around his hard length. He let out a long groan at this new-found relief as she started stroking him slowly. Reluctantly, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her hand away from his shaft, and brought it up towards him, kissing the palm of her hand softly before releasing it and kissing at the dip where her shoulder and neck meet. He delighted in the feeling of her hips bucking with the need for him. He never thought he would get the chance to show her that he cared for her, and now they were here, he never wanted it to end.
But, God if she didn't make it harder for him. She wrapped her legs around his waist tightly, her hips grinding against his. She pulled his head up and started kissing him hard. Her kisses were redirected across his jaw, until she was gently sucking on his earlobe.
"Seeley" she whispered desperately. "Please..."
Who was he to deny this incredibly sexy woman her ecstasy? He pulled his head back to look at her in the face, and he finally aligned his hips with hers, sliding his entire length inside her. They both groaned at this new-found connection, and Booth was temporarily paralyzed as he tried to process this intense pleasure. She was so wet, so tight, and he never wanted her more. More than anything, he wanted his high right now, to move fast and hard until he came. But he wouldn't allow it; he needed to prove to her that they were meant for eachother, by showing her how to make love.
After a few seconds of shock, he finally summoned up the strength to slide himself in and out of her, gently pumping into her again and again. Her breath was replaced by gasps and moans, and he found himself unable to contain his moans as well. He found the perfect rhythm and started to thrust deeper inside her. Her moans were getting louder and he found it harder and harder to contain himself.
"You know, I'm not sure this will last as long as I hoped if you keep on making those sexy noises" he whispered sensually.
She giggled lightly. "I don't think I can stop!"
"I wasn't asking you to!" he said, before kissing her neck. Sweat was beading all over their bodies as Booth thrust inside her at an agonisingly slow pace. He withdrew his kisses in order to look into her eyes again, which were heavy with desire, and glassy from tears. He could feel tears stinging his own eyes as well. The were embarking on the most beautiful journey in the world together, exploring each-other's bodies properly for the first time, and he never felt happier.
Brennan's moans changed to screams as she called out his name again and again. He started to move with more purpose, going slightly faster and moving his hand towards her clit, gently stroking it with his thumb. With his free hand, he took her hand and squeezed it tightly, before leaning his head down towards her and whispering in her ear.
"Let go..."
And she did. She came harder and screamed louder than ever before. He held on, wanting to release at the right time, after she had the full effect of her own pleasure. He continued to thrust inside her as wave after wave of spasms hit her hard, and her throat grew sore from her continuous screams. She arched her back and drove her head into the cushions, closing her eyes tight.
Still in the midst of her orgasm, she pulled his neck down towards her, her breath gently tickling his ear.
"I...love...you" she managed to choke out. There was nothing in the world that delighted his ears more than these words, and he gave a loud cry as he exploded inside her, his orgasm hitting him harder than a mach-truck.
The experience of their love making was unbelievable and unexplainable. His head dropped down until his forehead was pressed against hers, his sweat mingling with hers. Even if they had their eyes open, they would still be unable to see. They were thrust into darkness, even though electricity was still surging through the Jeffersonian.
Finally, when Booth's vision returned to him in blurs and his breathing got more even, he looked at her.
"You have no idea how much I love you, Temperance..." he said softly.
She looked at him, and she did the most incredible thing. She smiled. She smiled that smile that drove him crazy, and she said...
"I love you too, Booth."
His heart leapt at her words. She said them in the midst of her orgasm, but he could have interpreted that as just her being grateful. But now... now, he had concrete proof. She looked him in the eyes and she said it. He smiled broadly down at her and pressed a gentle kiss to her lips. He then swept under her so as she was lying on top of him again. He pulled the throw from the back of the couch and pulled it over them. She lay on his chest, snuggling in closer and gently kissing his chest before letting sleep consume her.
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