Between the Scenes
Booth slowly regained consciousness a few hours later to the unfamiliar weight of someone in his arms. Opening his eyes to find his partner snuggled into him; the previous events came flooding back to him, causing a wide grin to spread across his face. He could not believe that in the space of a few hours his life had changed so completely for the better, and that everything he had been dreaming of had been handed to him.
He had always known that she would be incredibly intense and passionate in bed, as she was about anything she put her mind to. He had also surmised that all of that clinical knowledge would have some amazing applications in the bedroom. In short, he had known that his wildest dreams would never compare to the reality of sleeping with her, and he had been right. She was intoxicating. What he hadn't been prepared for was the way that she had responded to his every touch. To have the power to raise goose bumps in that delicious flesh, to elicit those marvellous whimpers and moans that zipped straight to his core and to reduce her to an incoherent quivering mess. It was incredible, and beyond his wildest fantasies. She had reacted as though she yearned for his touch as much as he did hers. Just this thought caused a wave of arousal through his body and a reflexive twitching in his groin that was exacerbated by her sleepy breath on his nipples and the weight of her leg which was slung across his hips. He stifled a groan and shifted uncomfortably.
Bones stirred in his arms and tilted her head up to him, her eyelids fluttering. God she was beautiful. And devious. Quickly realising his dilemma, she took advantage, grinding her leg into his groin mercilessly, and eliciting a long, low growl from him. Moving quickly she was on top of him, her weight in all the right places. Booth contemplated briefly that she seemed to be throwing off the cloud of sleep remarkably quickly, but these thoughts were rapidly overcome by more pressing ones. Sucking, nipping and licking at his neck, she worked her way south, to his nipples, and then swirling her tongue around his navel. He groaned as her tongue laved downwards before detouring around the spot he wanted her most. She licked and teased his hips, thighs and lower abdomen until he was gripping the sheets to prevent himself from grabbing her head and forcing her to where he needed her. Just when he thought he couldn't take any more, she flicked her tongue across the end of his shaft and then wrapped her lips around it. Booth's hips bucked forcefully off the bed.
"Arrrggghhh...Bones!"
She wrapped her hand around his base and pumped firmly as her mouth slid rhythmically over his entire length, hot and wet.
"Bones...oh God...can't believe...yessssss...so gooood...just like that...ohhhh..."
Booth opened his eyes to watch as she grabbed his testicles with her other hand and began massaging them in time with her other movements along his aching shaft. The pleasure was indescribable and his head fell back, a long continual moan escaping his lips. It was all he could do not to thrust upwards into her mouth as she added a swirl of her tongue across his tip with each ascension of her mouth. His mind could barely reconcile the fact that this was HIS Bones doing this to him, and more skilfully than his wildest fantasies. His balls contracted as the pleasure intensified and she began to hum lightly, the vibrations shooting right through his shaft.
"Bones...I'm gunna...oh...mmmmm...stop...I can't...BONES!"
Booth grabbed her and pulled her up to him swiftly, a soft popping sound elicited as he sprang free of her mouth. He swallowed a moan as the cold aid hit his hot shaft. 'You are far too good at that Bones. You'll be the death of me.' He wiped the resulting smirk from her face as he crushed his lips to hers in pure need and desperation, forcing his tongue into the depths of her mouth. It was her turn to moan aloud as he tweaked her nipples, and he swallowed the sound and rolled her over onto her back.
"Your turn."
Bones squeaked as she felt herself flipped over onto her back and Booth's swift engulfment of her breast with his mouth. She felt her nipples harden instantly to hard pebbles as he swirled his tongue mercilessly around one, then the other. She was panting hard already and could not contain the whimpers that escaped her lips as waves of pleasure shot straight from her breasts to her clit. Booth pulled her nipple into his mouth, suckling hard and slow, until she saw stars. His fingers made their way to her swollen folds, rubbing back and forth and her hips shot straight up off the bed as he brushed her clit lightly. Pushing two fingers inside her he made his way down her body and flicked his tongue lightly over her clit.
"BOOTH!" This was the only word she could manage before she dissolved into continual whimpers and moans as he continued to flick her clit nimbly with his tongue. His fingers began moving in and out rhythmically along with the movements of his tongue, and they curled slightly to brush along her g-spot over and over. If she could think straight, Bones would have been embarrassed by the large amount of wetness gushing out around his fingers. As it is, it was all she could do to grip onto his hair and hold on tight, wave after wave of pleasure shooting through her body.
Booth looked up at her, his fingers continuing their ministrations. "That's right Bones; you're so beautiful, so wet. Just let go. Come for me."
Dropping his head back down, he circled her bundle of nerves lightly with his tongue and then sucked it into his mouth hard, releasing and sucking over and over.
It was too much for Bones. The waves of pleasure intensified to a crescendo, her back arching up off the bed, her hips pushing up harder into Booth's mouth. And with a cry she exploded. Hard. The sensations shot through her from top to toe causing her to arch and writhe violently, her release ongoing as Booth continued his ministrations. When she finally came back to her senses, still quivering, it was to find Booth lapping her gently.
"Wow," was all she could say, her large vocabulary failing her.
She looked down to see Booth's very proud grin. He raised himself up on his elbows and made his way back up to her, kissing her lightly. "Wow," she said again, her breathing gradually returning to normal. She felt Booth's shaft pressing hardly into her hip and reached out to wrap her fingers around its base. It was like silken steel, and she could feel his pulse strongly. He hissed sharply and bucked into her hand. She delighted in her partner's reaction to her touch and instantly set out to repeat it, flicking her finger across the tip. She was rewarded with a low tortured growl.
The scientist in her catalogued his every reaction, every moan, and every twitch and stored it away for future use. Her love for this man, now having found a release, washed through her body freely. She found that, with Booth, it was much easier to simply let these feelings be without trying to understand or analyse them. For her, letting go of her inhibitions like this was the greatest trust she could put in anyone, and she knew that Booth was the only person who could ever have elicited it. Her love for him overwhelmed her and her movements became frenzied, trying to touch him everywhere at once. Booth, recognising her need, moved to position himself at her entrance, staring into her eyes and she tried to convey in her eyes what she could not yet bring herself to say. She loved him.
Booth was hard to the point of pain. Bracing himself, he sank slowly into her depths with a loud groan. Her walls pulled tightly around him and he bucked forward involuntarily to grind into her pelvis. She whimpered and brought her knees up to her chest, allowing him to sink even deeper, bumping against her cervix.
"Jeez Bones, you feel amazing."
Unable to wait any longer, Booth pulled almost all of the way out and began thrusting in and out, deeply and slowly. Tilting his hips until he saw her brow furrow and her mouth drop open, he was rewarded by a sharp increase in the volume of her moans and he concentrated on hitting that same spot with each and every stroke.
The result was a tight fluttering of her walls around him, indicating her imminent release. He stilled completely and pressed against her, letting her come down slightly and then continued his movements exactly as before. Each time he felt her approaching orgasm he stopped until she came back from the brink, repeating the process over and over. Her moans and whimpers were now unending and her head tossed from side to side as she tried to press herself against him to get the friction she desperately needed.
"Please, Booth...oooohhh...I need...please...yes...please...awwwwww."
Spurred on by her words and unable to control his own need any longer, Booth grabbed her hands, slamming them up over her head with one hand and holding her hips in place with the other. He reared back and slammed into her over and over, hard and fast, surprised to feel her match his every thrust with her own. The room was filled with their escalating moans and Booth felt his restraint slipping quickly away. Releasing Bones' hips to grab her breast roughly in his hand he felt her internal walls clamp down on him hard and a loud, deep keening sound erupted from her as her body writhed and arched powerfully below him.
"BOOOOOOOOOTH! OhhhhhhhGoooooddd! Ohhhhhhh yessssss! Yeeeeeeeeeeeeesssss!"
Booth did not slow down his frantic pounding as her spasming walls pulled at him furiously and he exploded within her, his balls pulsing intensely with each ejaculation, the waves of pleasure causing pinpricks of light to explode behind his eyelids.
Afterwards, Booth managed only to roll to the side and pull Bones into his chest before they both succumbed to the pull of sleep. The day to come was filled with uncertainty, but with Bones in his arms, Booth felt only an immense sense of contentment and peace.
