Hi guys, I'm sorry this chapter as been such a long time coming but I have only recently finishing graduating my degree, but now I have it planned out only a few chapters remaining, and a warning it is getting a bit M rated now and there is much more to come
Both oblivious to the effect they were conjuring inside the other, Booth didn't know how long he could stay in this position, but at the same time he never wanted to let her go.
A wide smile spread across Angela's face as she turned and took in the scene of her best friend, she could see the look in Booths eyes and turned to whisper into Jack's ear, she now wore the look of triumph and pride as she had called this chemistry she saw before her years previously.
Cam had also turned around and her and Angela shared a look of silent communication both manoeuvring their partners away from the scene.
Brennan's insides seemed to be dancing just as much as she appeared to be on the outside, enough she thought and attempted feebly to break the embrace. Unsuccessful in leaving Booths arms subtly, she decided on another approach, as she delayed this once again she felt her partners muscular thighs rubbing along her hips, she could feel the contours of his quadriceps perfectly as they grazed along her own thighs, his hands wandering along the small of her back, caressing her curves and every now and again finding their way underneath her top as she bounced up and down to the music. Before she exploded Brennan put all her remaining effort into leaving his grasp, she stopped dead, with a small glancing gaze into his eyes she turned and left the dance floor.
It took a few seconds for Booth to process what just happened, his hands already missing the familiar touch of her body. He began to frantically worry that she was unset, and more importantly that they hadn't changed their friendship… partnership… what ever SHIP it was.
He went bounding after her, clearing his path through the crowd, pushing people aside and shouting his apologises from afar.
As Brennan walked from the dance floor she sped up her pace and made her way over to the exit, realising Booth wasn't following her she began to fear she had offended him, her anxiety build as she reached the stairs and she made her way down them legs almost giving away underneath her tall frame. She mentally contributed this to the alcohol but knew it has more to do with the emotions she was feeling and the explosion of heat she just underwent with her partner.
Booth's only thought was to find her, he didn't know what he was going to say, whether he could just forget what he felt? Did she feel it? Was it just the heat of the moment, was it really nothing, just his protectiveness of his partner when he saw her in the arms of another man? His walk intensified into more of a run as he desperately tried to seek her out through the masses that now filled the club.
He spotted her just as she was descending the stairs and making her way out of the club. Taking the stairs two at a time he perused after her, the night air hitting his lungs as he left the sticky, humid heat of the club, she was just a few metres in front of him staring into the night sky. In that spilt second he made a decision, an impulse that he knew would be the best or worst of his life.
He stood stationary taking in her beauty for a few seconds before increasing his pace, walking with authority and demand, he approached her, Brennan still stood with her back to him completely unaware of his presence, she turned to find him striding towards her and before she knew what had hit her she felt his strong palms upon her shoulders, forcefully pushing her into the wall to the side of her, her back flush against the wall his right hand drifting onto the nap of her neck and the left one still pinning her firmly against the wall, yet she knew if she wanted to move she could, he stared
penetratingly into her gleaming blue eyes, he leaned in, his torso tight against hers, she could feel his heart pounding in his chest, his hand slowly migrating round her neck his thumb stroking her cheek, their lips meet and a satisfaction cascaded through both bodies.
Transfixed in the moment, warmth filled her mouth, all thoughts emptied inside Brennan's head and all she could concentrate on was his lips and continuing their embrace. The force he struck her with was very unlike him but gave rise to a burning fire of passion inside of her. His warm tongue stroking the inner walls of her mouth, intertwined together, gradually reaching deeper as their pace picked up.