Chapter 4: Best of You

Temperance Brennan held the letter in her hand and reread it three times before putting it down on her desk. She sat down in her chair and gazed off into space. She still had trouble with the reality of what she had just read. She couldn't believe it.

'Booth is in love with me.' Kept ringing around in her head, the sentence looped over and over. She couldn't think of anything else, her brain was completely and utterly full and completely and utterly blank at the same time.

As she stared blankly at the wall she did not notice that Booth had approached and that he was standing outside her locked door. He had managed to find a pair of pants and the food had arrived. That was his excuse for coming to find her, but he had begun to feel bad for yelling at her. He pulled gently on the door and when it didn't move he knocked lightly on the glass. When she didn't move he knocked a bit harder.

Eventually she looked up at him and a blush spread across her cheeks. He knew instantly that she had read the letter. He'd completely forgotten about it in his anger. He mentally cursed at himself and tried to look as clam and normal as possible.

She stood from her chair, mind still reeling, unlocked and opened the door for him. She moved back to her desk but didn't sit down. She could hear him move into the office and felt him standing behind her.

"I read the letter.."

"Uh yeah Bones. That's.. you can just ignore-" She turned and looked into his eyes. She didn't know what so say, her mind wasn't working but something was making her move, making her body react. Maybe it was the situation, or the tension that had been building the last few months. Possibly even the kiss they had shared on Christmas. She didn't know why but she knew what. She reached her hand up and touched his cheek and something, in that instant, sparked and all was changed forever.

His lips covered hers in a second and they parted to let tongues slide across the lines of passion. Gliding in a war that neither could win, their kissing deepened. Booth wrapped his arms around her back, and ran them across her body and rough way, as if trying to make them magically disappear so he could be touching her skin. Her arms wrapped around his neck and moved into his short black hair. Her grip with her arms tightened as did his when he lifted her from the floor to sit her on her desk.

He was tugging at the loose clothes she had retrieved from her gym bag. Their lips parted as the shirt slipped over the top of her beautiful form. They returned to kissing but it wasn't long before Booth's mouth began the conquest of her body. His lips trailed light kisses across her jaw line to her ear lobe. He nibbled at her delicate lobe, gently sucking it into his mouth and sucking on it. His lips then kissed long the side of her neck and down her shoulder to her bra.

He was quick to remove the article of clothing that blocked his path and marveled at what they revealed. Booth lifted Brennan from her desk and moved her to her couch, where he rejoined the hunt at her collarbone. His kisses were replaced with the tip of his tongue and he traced the outline of one perfect breast to another, making circles he found his way to the nipple that he suckled on affectionately, adding nibbles for the enjoyment of all. She called out a few times from the pleasure of it while he worked on her. His kisses returned as he made his way father south. Removing his pants he kissed her inner thighs gently. She didn't have any panties on and Booth marveled at the beauty that he could never have imagined. Gentle kisses became a pulsing rhythm as Brennan began to call out for his continued workings. He would stop every so often and she would growl her disagreement with his actions.

Eventually he pulled back and kissed his way back to her lips, where he hovered for a moment and said between kisses, "I love you Temperance."

She did not respond immediately and let her hand walk over his upper body, feeling the strength and weight of his physical and mental self. She knew she wanted him, he knew she wanted him. There was nothing left for her to do but give into the feelings that wanted to escape from inside of her. She had no good reason to resist the temptation and still she found herself grappling for a foot hold in the slippery surface of her heart.

Hear breathing was heavy and lustful as her body ached for a continuation of the dance they had been doing seconds ago. Words, sentences, questions rose to the surface and then died before she could slip a grip around them. She was falling, and there was nothing to stop her. Her mind subsided as stronger emotions cushioned her fall, cradling her in the understanding of her heart.

"I love you Seeley." She said breathlessly as she pushed him backwards and off of her. He resisted, expecting her to leave him; that she had decided against this decision, against him and this event. That there was a 'but' on the end of that sentence. When she continued to push him back he accepted with a teasing smile.

She kissed his jaw line and made quick work of his chest. Her lips were like fires across his cold skin, burning holes in the flesh, he was sure there would be scars. Her tongue was like a joyous occasion, tasting his skin and making his body ache with an amount of desire that he did not think was possible, let alone be able to stand. She was slow and deliberate; she could see what she was doing to him, the torture. His moans and gasps excited her inner desires and she had trouble holding back. She wanted to be in control, she didn't want to give it up. Their typical power game, tugging at each other's fuses, pushing the buttons to prove which was better at being the leader, only this time the playing field was not an office it was the bedroom.

She slowly pulled his pants from his body and slipped a condom on, Booth knew he had to give in; he could no longer stand it. With aggravated grunt he was on top of her, smothering her lips with his own and claiming dominance, nothing was said and he slipped inside her without much provocation from her. A strong gasp escaped from her lips and he nearly lost it there and then. She drove him wild, he felt as if he would drop dead from the excitement.

She was vocal, more than he ever expected. Her soft sighs in the beginning turned to cries and roars for more. They moved together, sweat glistening on their working bodies. Every sound took him to a new level, she was so responsive. Such an attentive lover, but such a tease. As he came close to the precipice she would shift her body and throw off his rhythm. Drawing forth curse words she would smile, and then edge him closer to the ledge again. She did it several times before his aggression wouldn't let her.

He pulled her tightly to him and their bodies met in a glorious exercise of friction and desire. She did not stop him this time and the roared together, drawing air and screams. They collapsed together into a post coital slumber, on the floor of Temperance Brennan's office. Her last thoughts were a jumble as she slipped into a hazy dream about bones and planets. What she did recognize was Seeley Booths arms possessively about her, and how much she enjoyed being a possession of his. Rationality tried valiantly to roar a counter argument but it was lost in the coming wave of sleep.

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a/n – Foo Fighters song. One of their best and one of my favorite. Sorry this took so long. I was busy and I'll be busy of the next week but hopefully I'll have the next chapter up quickly. I'm pretty sure that there is only one chapter after this.. but I'm not 100 on that. I have to figure out where I want to go from here.