AN: I stayed up until my eyes were dry, writing this over 3 times because My computer kept freezing. I freakin slave for you people! No just kidding, but I do work hard, and I really appreciate your support. Well here it is, the moment we all have been waiting for. Enjoy!
The door knob jingled as Brennan slid the key into the lock and pulled it out quickly, slamming the heel of her hand on the door, which threw the door open.
Surprisingly, they were able to successfully make their way from the peninsula to their room, while keeping both their mouths and hands on the other.
The couple stumbled into the room and Booth slammed the door shut with his foot.
Brennan's fast fingers were delayed from unbuttoning the last buttons of Booth shirt's by her own shirt being pulled over her head.
Booth ran his hand up her bare arms, sending shivers up her spine. His fingers ran lightly over her breasts and down her belly, enticing a muffled moan into his mouth.
Brennan tore the last buttons from his shirt and pushed it to the ground, pressing her bare skin against his, devouring his mouth hungrily.
Booth reached behind her back and grabbed her ass, supporting her weight as she jumped and wrapped her legs around his waist.
Booth moved forward and pressed her back against the wall, near their bedroom door, he detached his lips from hers and devoured her neck, sucking and nipping at the most sensitive places.
Her erotic gasps and moans constantly pressed her breasts into his chest causing his pants stretched uncomfortably.
He ran his fingers over her ribs that were outlined under her breasts. He felt control start to slip away and didn't want this to be a quick fuck against the wall. He pulled his mouth from her neck and looked into her darkened blue eyes.
"Not here," he whispered.
She nodded silently and kissed him slowly and passionately as he carried her the small distance to their bedroom.
He laid her down slowly, and pulled back to look at her.
The moon shone through the door and gave everything in the room a silver tint.
She looked like a goddess to him. Her blue eyes shone silver, her porcelain skin reflected the silver light, making her look even paler, like a valuable metal that couldn't be touched. The tips of her hair were silver, making a distorted halo that surrounded her head.
"So beautiful," he whispered.
Brennan blushed. She had been told before that she was beautiful, but it never sounded as sincere as Booth said it.
Booth chuckled and placed his knees on each side of her thighs, and placed his hands on each side of her head, careful not to press on her hair "There is no need to be embarrassed," he whispered, leaning down and kissing her flushed cheek.
She smiled, and ran her pointer finger over the muscles in his shoulder "Well you are the master, so what are you waiting for?"
"The master?" Booth asked, slightly confused.
"Of love making," Brennan said in her sexy and innocent voice.
Booth smiled his wide and goofy grin, but had to make sure she was ready "Are you sure?"
"Make love to me Seeley Booth," Brennan whispered, as his lips covered hers hungrily.
He trailed kisses down her throat, passed over her bra, and continued his trail down her belly, stopping at the hem of her jeans.
He unbuttoned the button on her jeans and undid the zipper. He tugged on her tight black jeans and pulled them swiftly off her legs.
The aroma from her sex sent him into a swirl of dizziness as he climbed his way back on top of her. He leaned down and passionately kissed her, before devouring her throat once more.
The moans he pulled from her sent him wild. He wanted to memorize every sound that she made, along with what he did to make them.
He wanted to know what would make her moan, what would make her groan, what would make her beg, and most importantly, what would make her scream.
She would scream before this night was over, he would make damn sure of it.
He kissed the hollow of her throat as his finger traced where lace and silk met hot porcelain skin.
"Take it off," she ordered breathlessly.
"You are demanding tonight aren't you?" Booth said playfully as his arm snaked around her back and quickly flicked the clasp out of place.
Brennan looked at him mischievously and chuckled.
"What?" he asked.
Brennan shook her head and slid the straps down her arms "Nothing," she said throwing the bra to the side. Her nipples stretched as she watched him hover over her. They craved attention, but she wasn't able to vocalize the plea.
Booth answered her silent thoughts and trailed his kisses down her chest, his climb up her breast was too slow for Brennan's liking and made her crave more of him, but the result was more then she anticipated.
He swirled the taut rosy pebble with his tongue, bringing it into his mouth and sucking it gently. He flicked it with his tongue and scrapped his teeth over the nub, pulling a strangle groan of pleasure from the beautiful woman under him.
Dreams of her flooded back to his mind, but this time it would be different. This time it was real, and he wouldn't let her run away.
He pulled back and blew a cold breath over the wet skin, before moving to the other deprived pebble. He repeated his process, massaging the opposing breast through the whole procedure.
After both breasts were properly attended too, his target moved south.
He kissed his way down her belly again until his lips brushed against a lacey fringe.
Just by the smell he could tell that her panties were soaked through. The smell sent him wild, and he licked his lips in response. He hooked his thumbs in the thin scrap and pulled it away from her, throwing it down to the ground.
His fingers ran over the auburn curls that he revealed and moved closer to her sex, immediately getting covered in her juices.
"You are so wet Temperance," he observed "Do you really want me that bad?"
"Hell yes," she said, throwing her head back "So…long," she gasped "I've wanted you…for…so long."
Booth felt his heart flutter, and he unexpectedly thrust two of his fingers into her, pumping in and out of her slowly, cataloging every gasp and moan in his memory.
'I love you Temperance. Oh my god you will never know how much I love you. I can't even wrap my head around it. I have wanted you for so long; I have needed you for so long. I love you Temperance. You and only you. You make me so happy, I love you so much'
These sentences were screamed in his head, but he held his tongue. He wouldn't let her run away, and telling her all of that would scare her off. He wasn't going to let that happen.
He unexpectedly felt his control slipping away and he reluctantly pulled his fingers away from her, and stood up, ignoring her whines of disappointment.
"Temperance," he whispered "If I don't you are going to have a very disappointing night."
She huffed and waited as he pushed his pants and boxers down to his ankles and kicked them away.
Brennan's eyes widened, and internally she was impressed, VERY impressed. Of course she had dreams and fantasies, but as always, reality was SO much better.
Booth chuckled and pressed her shoulders onto the bed, hoisting himself over her, so that he hovered once again. He leaned down and kissed her passionately, his erection brushing over the soft skin of her stomach.
She groaned into his mouth and took him in her hand.
He gasped and whispered "Temperance, don't do that."
"I need you," she whispered. "I need you inside me now."
Booth chuckled and pulled away from her hand. No matter how much he wanted to fulfill her wish, he still wanted to see her squirm. So he positioned himself right at her entrance, and waited.
Brennan whined and wasn't having any of this. She has waited four years for this dammit, and she wasn't going to wait any longer. She thrust her hips forward, taking the head of him into her.
Both of them gasped at the contact, and Booth followed her lead, sliding into her slowly.
In the beginning his speed was constant, slow and passionate. But once he felt his control slipping again ever so slightly, he quickened his pace, sliding in and out of her quickly, and all the way to the hilt.
Brennan gasped and groaned as he probed the one spot that no one had ever reached before. She felt overwhelmed with pleasure, and knew that she would be taking a flying jump over the edge in no time.
He could tell she was going to come, but he knew he had to coax it out of her, before he beat her to the punch.
He leaned over and nipped the bunch of nerves behind her ear "Come for me Temperance," he whispered, lightly sucking her neck, the sweet and salty taste of sweat touching his mouth.
Her breathing escalated even more, and she shuddered slightly. Her hands clenched the sheets as her teeth ground together.
"Don't hold back from me sweetheart," he whispered, kissing the hollow of her neck.
His words sent her over the edge. She shuddered and her hands tore at the sheets. Her shudders grew violently and her walls clamped onto him painfully.
He continued thrusting into her to prolong her orgasm, feeling his cock twitch as she screamed his name.
"SEELEY!" She screamed at the top of her lungs as her nails tug into his shoulder, and she flooded around him.
Booth growled her name loudly as he thrust into her once, twice and blasted into her with a tiring and unknown force.
The two fell on top of each other, eyes close, breathing heavy, and sweating pouring from each other, gluing them together.
Booth was the first to open his eyes, and kissed her moisture covered temple, pushing the hair that clung to her forehead back, as he reluctantly rolled off.
"Bones?" he asked quietly when she didn't open her eyes.
Brennan opened her eyes and looked into his brown ones, breaking out in laughter.
"What's so funny?" Booth asked, half terrified.
"I just thought," she began "I thought this was a dream. It all seemed too amazing, too good to be true, too perfect. I expected to open my eyes and find myself sleeping on the couch," she said through chuckles.
"Is that a complement?" Booth asked.
"On your part yes," Brennan said with a smile, turning her head to look at him.
'I love you' "Well the pleasure was all mine Dr. Brennan," Booth said in a fake professional accent.
"Oh no it wasn't," Brennan said "I don't know about you, but the pleasure was more than I ever dreamed I could feel."
Booth chuckled and kissed her temple again, pulling from her a contented sigh.
"We've waited for this for so long," she whispered, as he leaned on his left forearm, using his right hand to caress her cheek.
"I know," Booth whispered, brushing the clinging hairs back.
"I'm glad I don't have to wait anymore," Brennan said, her eyes boring into him with an intimate seriousness.
"So you don't have any regrets?" Booth asked, his fears being just that question.
"Not at all," Brennan said with a weak smile.
"Good," Booth began "Because I don't either," he finished, motioning with his hand to come closer. When she did, and brushed his knuckle under her chin and brought her lips to his for a light and tender kiss. "Come here," Booth said leaning back on his side and opening up his arms.
Brennan inched closer to him and felt his left arm go around her back, as his right arm pulled the sheets over the two.
Booth settled into the pillow and Brennan settled into Booth, her head resting against his chest, just under his chin. Her left arm was draped over his side, and her right hand rested on his chest.
Booth's right arm rested on her hip, and while he waited to be overcome by sleep, he traced thin lines from her hip to her ribs and back down.
He managed to pull more contented sighs from her while doing these exercises, but the sighs stopped as she fell asleep in his arms.
He smiled and pulled her closer to him. He kissed her cheek and she snuggled her head further into his chest. He played with her hair as she slept and the last words he uttered before he joined her was "I love you"