Okay okay sorry to leave you guys hanging. But really a little anticipation is no reason to withhold reviews is it? pouts lol just jokes…although I'm not sure I'm entirely happy with the last chapter. Honestly I just can't write serious which is why this chapter turned out the way it did – goldpiece your review was a little confusing so I hope I'm obeying the rules here - hope you enjoy what's coming next because it is definitely an M…have a great day – Kate

As she stood on the sidewalk gazing at Booth, Brennan was gripped by self doubt. Frantic thoughts ran through her mind. She felt mildly hysterical. What am I doing here? Am I really going to put my WORK at risk for a relationship? Am I… Then abruptly the mental barrage stopped. There was nothing to be concerned about. They were both mature adults and if the game had achieved anything, it had proved that they were both attracted to each other. Serious attracted. Brennan reached for Booth's hand, her grip around his fingers firm.

"Lets go."

They ended up at Booth's apartment, something Brennan felt the need to question.

"Why your apartment?" she asked.

Booth just smiled and ushered her inside. "We started the evening at your apartment; we can end it at mine. We're equals remember."

Bones shivered as she recalled what had happened the last time he had used that particular phrase on her. Her exacting memory provided an image of Booth from the waist down. Pupils dilated, she wandered into the apartment in a daze. Just as Booth turned to see what was taking her so long, Brennan's foot caught Parker's toy concrete mixer causing her to trip heavily and catapulting her at Booth. Her body slammed into his and they both fell to the floor. Later Booth would recall the fact that Brennan was on top with irony.

"What the hell happened to you?" he asked with a smirk.

Brennan's reply was vague. "I was thinking."

That caught his attention. "About what?" Booth demanded. She better not say work or else this evening is over.

Brennan blushed and squirmed against his chest as she tried to pull away. Booth wrapped his arms around her and rolled them over, effectively pinning her beneath him with his body.

"About what?" he asked again.

Brennan's flush deepened, and spread down her neck. Booth unashamedly traced its path with his eyes down to her cleavage. His naked admiration prompted Brennan to speak.

"About what happened in my living room after you sat on my couch."

Booth gaped and then recovered his composure. That was more than could be said for other parts of his anatomy, however.

"Bones, were you thinking about me naked?"

Tempe knew there was no way out of this one. She nodded apprehensively. A broad grin spread across his face.

"This is the best thing that's happened to me all week."

He rolled off her, and Brennan felt momentarily confused. Then he scooped her up in a fireman's lift and with a growl made his way into his bedroom. Brennan eyed the concrete mixer as they left the living room. Who knew toys could be so much fun?

She expected him to dump her on the bed, but Booth surprised her as he placed her feet on the floor so she was standing in front on him. He wrapped his arms around Brennan, pulling her towards him. They stood together, bodies touching, hesitating, and then Temperance pressed her lips to his. Booth opened his mouth to her, allowing Tempe to explore. Her tongue was soft but slightly rough and it rasped against his, stirring it to life. His tongue traced hers up to her mouth leaving a burning pathway. Brennan wrapped her arms around his neck, deepening the kiss. Finally both had to breathe.

There was no time for words as Booth set to work unzipping Brennan's dress. It shimmered in the dim room as he eased it down her curves until it pooled at her feet. As his eyes traced the same curves that the dress had hugged, Booth's jaw dropped. The lacy white cups of her bra were so low cut they barely covered her nipples, which he could now see were tight. The suspenders made her legs look deliciously wicked. He lost all coherent thought and could only groan.

Temperance smiled coyly at him, lashes half closed, pleased with his favourable reaction. Then she moved back close to him reaching for the lapels of his jacket. As she eased the jacket off his shoulders to the floor, Booth's hot mouth found her neck, trailing kisses down towards her clavicle. She arched against him and tilted her head back so he could have better access.

"Seeley…" she moaned.

"Shush," he whispered and then picked up and carried her to the bed.

He straddled her and returned his mouth to her shoulder. He distracted her with butterfly kisses as his arms reached around her back for the clasp of her bra. Capturing her lips, Booth released her breasts from their lacy prison, and then took her left nipple in her mouth. It hardened instantly from the sensation of Booth's mouth. Brennan closed her eyes as Booth traced the outline of her cleavage and down to her belly button. Booth returned to kiss her lips again, leaving them both breathless.

Suddenly Brennan rolled them over, meaning that she was now on top. His erection dug into her thigh. She grinned at his surprise and began to undo his shirt buttons, kissing the chest that she revealed as she undid them one by one. Booth sat up so that she could remove it completely. As soon as his chest was naked, Brennan pushed him back down on the bed. She ran her lips along his jaw and then down to his shoulder. Tongue on his nipple Brennan began to undo Booth belt. He groaned and rolled them back over.

Booth climbed off her and off the bed. Now in the centre of the room, he removed his socks and dress shoes, then his pants and underwear. His eyes dilated with arousal, he pulled a condom from his trouser pocket and rolled it on. Erection leading the way, he climbed back on the bed and systematically striped off Brennan's underwear and suspenders and heels until they were both naked.

Flat on her back Brennan was almost panting with need. When Booth spread her legs and ran his tongue along the soft skin of her thigh to her centre, she almost screamed with the anticipation. His tongue stroked across her, rough against her clitoris, bringing her close to release. Sensing she was almost there, Booth positioned himself against her entrance. They groaned simultaneously and then he drove deep inside her.

He set a long, deep rhythm with Temperance met, her body moving with his. Her tight, slick entrance excited Booth even further and he groaned as Brennan gripped his buttocks pulling him further into her. She was moaning now, cheeks flushed as she arched against him.

They came together.

Afterwards Tempe lay with her head on Booth's chest. He played with her hair as their breathing returned to normal.

Booth broke the silence. "You know, I've changed my mind." Brennan stiffened. "That was the best thing that happened to me all week." Turning her head to look at him, Brennan rolled her eyes and then relaxed back against him. Booth chuckled.

"You deserve to be punched," she said. Booth sighed. Then she sat up and straddled him. Brennan leaned down over him, breasts brushing his chest, to whisper in his ear. "But I can think of much more enjoyable things to do to you."

There you go…hope you liked it!