This is for bandbi, whose reviews had me smiling and here's hoping she won't have to come and join me here in the Great White North in an igloo after this chapter :o)

Still a few more things to happen while they are at the log cabin, so at least one more chapter but most likely two.

Chapter Eleven

"That was.." Seeley started to say as he tried to come back to reality.

"Beautiful, sexy, hot?" Tempe added in with a seductive smile on her lips.

"Too good for words." He swallowed hard, still trying to get a hold of himself. He spoke softly, not quite sure if he should share this information with his partner, "You are the first woman to do that for me."

Tempe raised her eyes to his; feeling more connected than ever with her lover. "Really?"

"Yeah. You sound surprised."

"I just thought you would have had women waiting in line to, you know, entertain you."

He let out a small laugh, cupped her cheeks in his hands and moved his mouth to hers, barely touching, "I never asked, and they never offered." His lips swept across hers with the softness of a butterfly landing on a flower. Parting, Tempe found herself wanting to touch him, guide him into her but now she wanted something else.

"Have you ever pleasured yourself in front of a woman?" Tempe asked, her subtly remaining poignant.

Seeley's mouth went instantly dry. Sure he masturbated, alone, at home with a magazine or vivid thoughts of his partner, but to do it front of another person? Once again, no one had ever asked nor had he offered. I did a little bit while Tempe and Angela played with each other; I had to or I would have spontaneously combusted. But that was for ME, not them.

As though she were reading his mind, "I liked it, a lot, when I looked over at you while you were watching Angela and me."

I never thought about HER reaction to that. Interesting. I was too self consumed, praying I wouldn't end up in one of her science journals.

"Oh," was all he could muster. Brace, yourself, here it comes.

"Would you masturbate for me?" Tempe quietly asked, her straightforwardness, once again taking Seeley by surprise, although he should be used to it by now.

When I have told myself I would do anything for her, somehow I pictured diving in front of her with bullets flying around or conquering a freezing lake to save her from drowning in a rough current. Masturbating in front of her was not included in that list, even though the most harmless of the bunch, it is the most terrifying. What if she thinks I'm enjoying it? Of course, I'll enjoy it. Oh Lord, she is rubbing off on me. Too much thinking, analyzing.

Mustering up the courage to speak he closed his eyes, counted to three, opened them, and bared his soul, "Anything for you Temperance Brennan."

Feeling her heart beat start to increase she leaned back, picked up another pillow, and placed it under his head.

"Thanks."

"Would you like me to kiss you?" Tempe asked noticing his hesitancy to start.

"Yes, but only touch me with your lips and tongue or I won't be able to keep my hands off you."

Tempe moved to his right side, put her lips softly on his and then traced them with her tongue. That did it; he moved his right hand down to his enlarging dick and wrapped his hand around as he had many times before. Tempe slid her tongue across the centre of his lips firmly, causing him to separate them. When she retracted her tongue, Seeley instinctively thrust his back out to capture hers. With their tongues being the only body part touching, Seeley felt an indescribable arousal roll through his body ending at his fully hardened dick.

After a few moments, Tempe moved back slowly causing Seeley to moan with displeasure but quickly returned to task at hand, as Tempe settle back against her pillow and brought a hand to her nipple. Their eyes remained connected, Seeley's now drawing energy from hers.

"Tell me when you are about to come," Tempe's voice, no the one demanding.

He nodded not completely sure what she thinking.

"Now," he groaned tensing his body in preparation for what was about to happen, not only within himself but what Tempe had in store for him.

She scooted over, leaned down and put only her mouth over the head of his slick cock, his hand still moving up and down. Then before he knew it, his hand was pulled away and Tempe's replaced it, holding steady the flow of seamen into her mouth.

Before releasing her mouth from his dick, Tempe whirled her tongue around a few times, lapping up some over flow. Slowly, she placed her body beside his, head to head and wrapped her arm around his pounding chest. Their bodies tired, their minds relaxed, slumber came quickly as the fire turned to ashes behind them.