Once again I was blown away with the response from the last chapter. Please keep them coming. They really do make my day. I really hope you enjoy the chapter.
Brennan and Booth covered the distance from the Jeffersonian to Brennan's apartment in record time. It probably had something to do with the siren wailing on the roof of Booth's car. He pulled his car in the first space, not really caring if it was an illegal park. Brennan shot him a grin as he ripped on the handbrake and they both jumped out of the car. Ignoring the odd looks from the doorman who knew Booth as Brennan's plutonic work partner, they rushed into the elevator. The door to the elevator opened and revealed that is was empty. Mimicking his move from earlier, Booth spun Brennan around and pressed her against the wall of the elevator. Between hot passionate kisses, Brennan reached out and pressed the familiar "3" button and giggled uncharacteristically as the door slid shut. Booth's hand trailed down her right side and down to her thigh, hitching it up on his hip offering a better position to get impossibly closer to her.
Brennan's hands made short work of undoing Booth's tie and she began on the buttons revealing his toned, athletic chest. Tracing over the planes of his pectorals Brennan's advanced knowledge of physical anatomy allowed her to ascertain that Booth's body was a particularly fine specimen. Booth's lips began to stray from her lips and trailed down her neck before moving to her ear.
"Like what you found, Temperance?" Booth whispered in her ear.
Brennan laughed again which turned into a loud groan midway through as Booth pushed her further against the wall.
"My examinations have proved more than satisfactory though of course I must conduct further tests to reach a more definite conclusion." Brennan replied with a mischievously sexy smile.
"And what tests would they be Dr Brennan?" Booth asked in return, equally mischievous.
The only reply Brennan gave was hooking her finger through Booth's cocky belt buckle and dragging him out of the elevator as the doors opened. She walked backwards and following the familiar route to her door, kissing Booth all the way. As she felt her back hit her front door Booth resumed the position he took in the elevator, pressing her against the door and moaning huskily with the contact. After a few moments Booth pulled away.
"We better get in there quick or we aren't going to at all." Booth whispered a ferociously passionate glint in his eye.
Brennan immediately began rummaging through her bag for her keys. After locating the bundle of keys held together by the skull keyring and located the one that opened her front door, Brennan turned to insert the key into the lock. As she turned her back to Booth he began trailing kisses down Brennan's neck and shoulders while wrapping his arms around her waist. The door finally gave and Booth let go of Brennan so they could both run into the apartment. Out of habit, Temperance went to the island to the side of her living room to throw down her keys before turning back to Booth who had her pressed against that same island in a split second.
The steamy kisses resumed immediately and Brennan reached up and grabbed Booth's shirt, ripping it open so that all the buttons that she had not already undone went scattering across the floor. She pushed his shirt and jacket of his shoulders and kissed his now bare shoulder, eliciting another moan. As soon as his arms were free of his now ruined clothes, Booth removed Bones' jacked with the same vigor. Throwing her jacket to the floor to join his own, he immediately returned to put her shirt over her head.
Standing in front of a now semi-naked Bones, Booth took a moment to consider the magnitude of the moment for the first time since their kiss in the Examination Room. He had waited so long for this, for her. He could scarcely believe that she was here, trusting him so completely. Booth reached up to hold Brennan's cheek in his hand.
"You're beautiful, Temperance." He whispered to her softly.
She simply smiled and reached up, bringing Booth down for another more affectionate kiss.
"You're sure about this?" Booth asked, always the gentlemen. He was giving her a chance to back out if it was what she wanted.
She took a moment to look into his eyes and she knew the answer.
"I'm sure, Seeley." She replied and she trailed her hands down his bare chest and for the second time reached for his cocky buckle, this time undoing it and pulling the belt free from his pants.
Booth took a deep breath as his belt slid free. They were really doing this.
She reached for his pants again, this time unbuttoning them and letting his pants fall too the floor leaving Booth standing in her living room in his blue boxers and crazy striped socks.
Giving Booth an inviting look, Brennan laid back on the counter. Immediately, Booth reached down and repeated the action, slowly pulling of her jeans as she raised her hips to accomodate, leaving her lying in front of him in just her deep purple underwear.
This was happening but it wasn't happening on her breakfast counter. Booth took Brennan's hands and pulled her back up and she wrapped her legs around his hips. Clutching her close to him, Booth picked her up and carried her to her bedroom. The whole way his eyes never left hers. He carefully laid her down on the massive antique bed, marvelling at how beautiful she looked lying on the bed, her auburn curls splayed over the bedspread.
She moved further up the bed laying her head on the pillows, inviting Booth to join her. Slowly, he crawled onto the bed and laid between her slightly parted legs. Hovering over Brennan, his St Christopher hanging between them they stared into each other's eyes. It was the calm before the storm. Slowly she reached up and placed a hand on Booth's neck, nodding softly. Booth lowered himself down to his beautiful partner and began proving to her that sex was not only biological urges. It was filled love and longing. That night Seeley Booth made love to his partner and for the first time since she was just a scared 15 year old girl, she began to believe in it.
I'm really sorry if I left anyone disappointed but I wanted this to be passionate rather than smutty. I really hope you enjoyed it anyways. Please tell me what you think. Comin up... the morning after.