Chapter Three

As Booth pulled into the apartment complex where Bone's lived, he reflected over the events of the morning so far. He knew that Bones was pissed about him and Cam, but he wondered if she was because she was jealous or because no one had told her. He wanted to tell her that it had meant nothing to him, it was just him relieving an itch, but he didn't know if she would appreciate him explaining anything right now. The look on her face was so frosty; he knew that he should just keep his mouth shut.

Temperance sat on the passenger side of the car trying her best to ignore Booth. She knew that he knew that she was pissed. She could tell by the look on his face that he wanted to say something to her, but she was giving him her best, "don't talk to me glare." She wasn't mad that he had sex. Sex was a natural human response, and every human needed it. It was as natural as breathing. She was upset that he had sex with Cam. He had chosen a partner that she worked with, with no regard to her feelings whatsoever. To be fair, she had never given him the impression that it was not ok to have sex with people with whom she worked with, but he should have known better. Tempe did not like, nor welcome the feeling she was experiencing. It felt an awful lot like jealousy, and that was not an emotion she was accustomed to. She would have rather never found out about him and Cam. But now it was impossible to take that information back. She would not be jealous. Although Tempe knew that jealousy was a distinct human emotion and had been observed in every culture throughout time, she refused to believe that she was jealous over Booth. That was something she was not going to let happen. As Booth pulled into her apartment complex, she let the feelings of the day wash away, and focus on the matter at hand.

"Are you coming in, while I get my things?" Tempe asked.

"Of course, Bones, actually, I'm going in first and you will follow me. Let me have your keys."

Booth knew that Bones wanted to argue with him, but he could tell she was too tired to put up much of a fight. She handed over the keys, and silently walked behind him as he approached her apartment door. Booth unlocked the front door, and walked into the apartment.

"You stay here, while I have a look around." Booth told her.

Booth left her in the doorway before she could argue, and silently walked around her apartment. As he came to her bedroom door, he paused looked over at her, opened the door and walked in. The distinct scent of Temperance immediately assailed his nostrils and he had to fight with himself not to take lunging breaths in order to breathe it more. He looked around her bedroom, and noticed the lack of anything personal. No teddy bears, no pictures, just a dresser, a makeup stand, and a bed. If there was nothing personal about the room itself, the bed more than made up for it. Her bed was deeply personal. Her bed was one of those old-fashioned four poster king size beds. It had gauzy material draped over each corner, and there were about twenty pillows stacked up neatly against the head board. The sheets and comforter were white satin, and looked to be so soft you could slide right out of bed. His cock immediately stirred. The imagery created by that bed, left him in no doubt about Bone's passionate side. He knew it was there, but deeply hidden, and he wanted to be the one to unleash it.

"Are you done?" Bones called from the foyer.

His deeply erotic thoughts were interrupted by her timely question. Booth walked out of the bedroom, and sat down on the couch.

"Gather what stuff you need, at least for a week."

Bones walked past him into her bedroom and shut the door. Booth has spent a good sixty seconds in her bedroom, and she wondered what took him so long. She grabbed her suitcase from her closet and started packing. She only packed the essentials, and it only took her fifteen minutes. She walked out of the bedroom and set her suitcase on the floor near the door.

"I'll be right with you Booth; I've just got to water my plants."

Booth smiled to himself and thought about what Bones wore to bed. His smile immediately faded and was replaced by a grim straight line. He shouldn't be wondering what his partner slept in. He was getting so confused. He shouldn't want her, but he did. He shouldn't have kissed her. That's why he was getting so confused. He had crossed the line, and now he felt like there was no going back. Bones watered her plants, picked up her suitcase, and indicated she was ready to go.

As they pulled into Booth's apartment complex, Booth thought he was going to fall over if he didn't get some sleep soon. It had been a long emotionally draining night, and he need to rest in order to recuperate. Bones was thinking the exact thing, and as Booth opened the door to his apartment the both fell onto the couch in exhausted heaps.

"Bones, you want something to eat, or are you ready for bed?"

Tempe looked over at Booth; he looked as exhausted as she felt.

"No thanks, Booth, I just need some sleep. I think I'll nod off right here, do you mind. I'm too exhausted to even move."

"I don't mind, Bones, the same thought occurred to me. I just need a few minutes to gather up the energy in order to move."

They both sat in silence for a few moments. In that few moments they both were asleep. A few minutes lasted a few hours and when Booth awoke a couple of hours later, Bones had her head and hand resting on his lap, and his hand was buried in her hair. Oh Christ, he thought. How had they managed to get themselves in this situation? He tried to extricate his hand from her hair, but that caused her to stir and move her hand a few inches from his groin. Blood rushed from his head directly to his dick and he was so hard it hurt. In her sleep she started massaging his thigh, and mumbling incoherent words. That only made it worse, and his hand tightened painfully in her hair. This caused her to awaken sleepily and she started nuzzling her face against his thigh like she thought it was her pillow. Booth thought he was going to explode if she made one more sleepy pass of her cheek against his thigh.

"Bones?" He said quietly.

She only rubbed more.

"Bones?" He said a little more loudly. "Maybe we should go to bed."

This caused Temperance to awaken immediately. She sat straight up; embarrassed that she had fallen asleep on his lap. She straightened her clothes, and fiddled with her mussed hair.

"I'm sorry, Booth, I didn't mean to fall asleep so soundly."

"That's ok, Bones, we were both so dead on our feet, that we just fell asleep right here. Let's go to bed. I mean, let me show you to your room."

Bones was still very tired. But waking up on Booth's thigh had awakened her immediately. Her scalp still tingled where Booth's hand had been, and she didn't want to risk looking at his thigh to see if she had drooled. God she hoped not. That's why when she got up to walk past Booth, she was trying so hard not to look at him, that her legs got entangled in his, her right leg tripped over his left, and she came crashing down on top of him.

Booth felt Bones come down on top of him and the breath left his chest in a loud whoomph. Her elbow was digging into his ribs, and she was trying to extricate herself from this predicament so swiftly that it was only making it worse. Her head had hit his arm and her chest was square between his legs. Oh God, he thought. This was bad. As she tried to get up, Bones yelped in pain.

"Ow, ow, ow!!! Your watch is stuck in my hair."

Temperance was so embarrassed. Her hair was stuck in Booth's watch which meant she couldn't look anywhere but his crotch. Which meant she noticed the huge erection that was straining against his jeans. Temperance started to struggle to get away, and if that meant having a huge section of her hair pulled out she didn't care. Booth placed his hand in her hair and gripped tight, effectively stilling her.

"Temperance, stop moving around, or I'm not going to be responsible for my actions." Booth growled.

Tempe was too embarrassed to heed the warning that Booth had given her. She placed her hand on his, and removed his hand from her hair. She worked her head back and forth trying to pull the hair free from his watch. With each yank of her head her nose and breath caressed Booth's cock. It was pure torture, and Booth wasn't going to take it any more. In one smooth motion, he ripped the watch off his wrist and pulled Tempe off the ground so that she was straddling his hips. He immediately settled his lips on her stunned mouth. His tongue set to work immediately as if he was dying for the taste of her. He licked her lower lip, and then gently nibbled on it. His control was stretched thin and was it proving costly to be gentle. He didn't want to hurt her, but she was torturing him. His tongue probed at her mouth, and finding it open and receptive he entered it, sweeping past hers, tasting the sweetness that lay inside. If she was shocked and unresponsive a moment ago, it did not take Tempe long to respond. She was not used to denying her body the primitive feelings that sex produced and she responded to his bold tongue with an equal boldness. Her tongue entered his mouth and explored the inner sweetness with a passion that surprised them both. Booth's hands which were content a moment ago to stay at her sides started wandering up until they were resting just below her breasts. Temperance's hips, which where content a moment ago to stay cradled in Booth's, started moving restlessly up and down, massaging her core with his hard cock. It felt like the sweetest torture. Booth broke the kiss and they both gasped for air. Unwilling to give up contact, but needing precious air, Booth, started kissing the area where her neck met her collarbone. Licking was more like it, his tongue darting up and down the column of her throat sending shivers of excitement up and down Tempe's body. Booth nipped at her earlobe and she nearly froze with feeling. Her body was going up in flames, and only joining of their bodies would assuage the fire. Tempe drew her face away from Booth's and did something that surprised them both. She placed her hands on either side of Booth's shirt and ripped. Buttons went flying everywhere, but neither of them noticed. Her hands found the warm muscles of his stomach and caressed pectoral muscles with relish. Tempe was in a sensual fog that was threatening to engulf her. As her hips moved in a rhythm as old as time, her heart beat so fast she thought it might explode. Booth nudged the Bone's shirt up and bared her bra covered breasts to his view. She wore a sheer white bra that was made more to turn a man on then for function. For a moment a blinding jealousy streaked through him, that left him wondering who she had brought the bra for. That moment was gone, as soon as he noticed the dusky nipples poking through the sheer material. The evidence of her desire for him made him go a little insane and he bent his mouth to take one of the delicious looking nipples in his mouth, wetting the sheer material and driving Temperance even madder with desire. She could feel the evidence of her desire wetting her panties and she knew that she was too far gone to stop. Temperance arched her back, filling Booth's mouth even more with her breast. Shooting darts of pleasure were racing from her breast to her core, and with each strong suction of Booth's mouth, the pleasure only increased. She needed him inside her now. So Temperance did what came naturally and she slid her hands from Booth's chest to his belt buckle and started unsnapping it. As she did so, her knuckles grazed Booth's cock, and Booth thought his head was going to explode from the sensation. As she started unzipping his jeans, the side of his pants vibrated, and Temperance stilled. Booth was still lost in sensation and didn't feel his phone ring, but as soon as Bones stilled he felt it. Temperance immediately got up from his lap, pulled down her shirt and walked to the Kitchen. Booth zipped up his jeans, got up and answered his cell phone.

"Agent Booth?" he answered.

Booth's conversation with the person on the other line was brief and perfunctory. He hung up and walked over the Temperance who was drinking a glass of water in the kitchen.

"The found the body of a young girl, in Washington Heights, with her ear missing. They need us over there."

"Ok Booth let me use the bathroom and I'll be right back, then we can go. But first where is your bathroom?"

Booth walked her to the bathroom and he ran to his bedroom to do some quick cleanup. While Tempe was in the bathroom, Booth thought about what had happened in the living room. Shit, he thought, that was close. But God it had been good. If he hadn't gotten that phone call, he would be inside her already, and she would be begging him to fuck her. He smoothed a hand down his lately ever-present hard-on, and hoped that his cock would calm down for at least a minute. He could still taste Tempe on his lips, and his brain burned at the image of her hard little nipples begging to be sucked. No doubt about it, he knew where this was going to end up, and that was him inside Bones, her bucking beneath him, until they were too exhausted to even move. He hadn't planned it but now that they were on this course, he was going to make sure they both enjoyed it. And whatever happened after, he knew that there was no going back.

Tempe ran cold water over her face, and looked up into the mirror. She looked like death warmed over, but that didn't bother her. What bothered her was that she could still feel the wetness that ran down her thighs, and she knew that if she walked out of the bathroom right now, and gave Seeley the slightest inclination she was willing to go another round, he'd be fucking her right there. She knew that they were too far gone now to go back. But it still bothered her that he had slept with Cam. She knew that them staying together would be temptation that neither one of them would be able to resist, she knew that it was just human nature, but she still did not want to jeopardize her stable relationship with her partner. She was still confused when Booth called out to her from the living room, and asked if she was ready to go.

She walked out of the bathroom, walked past Booth, and got into the SUV. Booth got in and started the engine. As he had thought earlier, it was going to be a long night.