Disclaimer: I don't own them. If I did, Booth and Brennan would be screwing each other's brains out on a regular basis.

Thanks to TNT for showing 3 episodes back-to-back-to-back so I could finish this chapter.

Honestly, I attempted to move, but I was so blissed out from my fantastic orgasm that I just stared at Booth. It felt like an eternity, but it was probably only a minute or two. Here was his big opportunity, and he just stood in the doorway, unmoving. This was the moment of truth. Booth didn't want me. He really had moved on. I was lying on the couch in front of him just ready to screw and he had moved on to something better. But there was no way I was going to give him the upper hand. No way. Not after he broke into my office.

"You broke my door," I complained, sitting up. Pretending his presence was irrelevant to me, I casually slid my bra back into place and pulled my hand from my body, shuddering a bit. His eyes widened and he finally stepped into my office.

"Bones," Booth whispered darkly. "Don't move."

"But…"

"I didn't break your damn door. I picked the lock."

"Oh. Well, thank you for that." My eyes trailed up and down his body, searching for some sort of sign as to what he was going to do, if anything. A wolfish grin graced his face as he reached behind himself and relocked the door. Maybe I had misjudged the good agent. Maybe he just needed a push. "So why can't I move? Huh Seeley? What are you gonna do if I move?"

My words seemed to be the only provocation he needed. One moment he was by the door and the next he was kneeling on the floor next to me. Without any warning, Booth lifted my right hand to his lips and began sucking my fingers into his mouth, cleaning my hand. His eyes seemed to flare and my stomach did more than flutter. That was pure arousal in his eyes as he pulled my hand away slowly. My index finger made a small popping sound as he removed it from his mouth.

"That was a good appetizer, but I want the full meal." His words turned me on, but his voice made me feel like my whole body was on fire. At that moment Booth could have told me that he wanted me to tap dance naked on hot coals in the middle of a blizzard. As long as he said it with that voice, I would have gladly done it.

"Oh really? I'm not sure you're entitled to the full meal," I purred and in the back of mind, I knew I was asking for trouble. He roughly pulled me to edge of couch and leaned into me so that his broad shoulders spread my thighs. The dark tint of my stockings contrasted sharply against the white of his shirt.

"Funny, I don't remember asking permission," He growled and before I knew what he was doing, he ripped my purple satin panties from my body and tossed them on the floor. For a split second, I mourned for them. They were my favorite pair and fit me just right and then, "Oh God!"

Booth's tongue traced up from my center to my clit before circling and repeating the motion. My head fell back as his lips and tongue learned my body intimately. My hips arched up to meet his mouth and one of my hands found its way into his hair, just to touch. He pulled away to take a breath and I whimpered at the loss.

"Bones," He drawled, leaning down to sip from my body again, "Bones look at me."

I pushed myself up onto my elbows and almost came with no additional stimulation at all. His hair was in disarray, his lips and chin shiny with my juices. I could help it, I whimpered again at the image. The wolfish grin reappeared and I ran a hand down his cheek.

"Do me a favor and unbutton that blouse all the way for me Baby. That's it," Booth said softly and rewarded me with a quick swipe of his tongue over my swollen nub. "Now take your bra off."

I had to fully sit-up to acquiesce, and Booth threw me for a loop when he reached up to pull me into a rough kiss. I could taste myself on his lips and I sucked his tongue into my mouth, returning his enthusiasm. I felt wild, out of control, like a caged animal. He finally broke the kiss, growling and gasping for air at the same time. All he did was raise an eyebrow and I scrambled out of my shirt to take off my bra. Wondering momentarily if I seemed too eager, Booth's hands running up and down my legs assuaged my fears.

"Look at you, all ladylike with your matching set," He smiled nodding at my bra vibrant purple as my underwear. It was first true glimpse of Booth I had seen since he barged into my office. "Take it off. I would hate to ruin another piece of your clothing."

I did as he asked and his hand gently pushed me back down.

"Bones, I'm gonna eat this sweet pussy until you come. And then I'm going to give you the best fuck you've ever had. That ok with you?"

"Sounds fabulous Booth," I groaned, ready to continue. I felt his thumbs part my lips before he blew a stream of air across my clit. Shivering, I began to massage my breasts as Booth returned to the best oral sex I have ever had the pleasure of receiving.

"That's it Bren. Pinch your nipples for me. Show me what you like."

That voice was back and I could feel my self start to fall apart under his mouth. I could feel his eyes watching my hands as I teased myself. With absolutely no warning, his fingers probing my slit while his mouth clamped down on my nub and sucked. My torso snapped up in the air at the tension before I felt the tingling in my limbs. My world centered on him as my orgasm washed over my body. I cried out after a moment and physically shoved his head away from my overly sensitive clit. He chuckled before kissing his way up my body, pausing to lick and suck a nipple into his mouth. I let out a high-pitched sound, almost sounding like a kitten mewing and Booth continued his journey until our lips met again.

His lips were so soft and this was a much gentler kiss than before, changing the air between us into something…sweeter. I put my arms around him to discover that he was wearing way more clothes than I was. Without breaking the contact, I loosened his tie and unbuttoned his shirt. After a bit of struggle, I shoved the shirt down his arms and Booth made a small choking sound.

"Booth?" I pulled away, concerned.

"You trying to strangle me Bones?" He asked softly, not wanting to break the intimate atmosphere. I grinned sheepishly when I realized I gripped his tie in one hand and his shirt in the opposite. Letting go, he slipped his tie and undershirt over his head. My fingers traced the planes of his stomach, marveling at his power. Leaning up, my lips gently kissed the scar of the gun shot that he took for me. He shuddered and I decided to continue on my quest for more naked Booth.

"Mmmmm, cocky," I whispered as I undid his belt buckle and pulled the belt from its loops. Booth captured my lips in a soul-searing kiss, but I was not to be distracted. His hips rolled towards me as I undid the button and pulled down his zipper. "Oh cocky indeed," I murmured as I touched his erection for the first time. He hissed as a swiped my thumb over the head, collecting the few drops that were already present. I brought my thumb up to my lips and waited until his eyes met mine. Then I sucked the digit into my mouth, savoring his slightly bitter, salty taste. That seemed to snap whatever semblance of control Booth had.

He stood quickly, pants and shoes being kicked off dismissively. I was on my knees immediately, shoving his navy boxer-briefs away before swallowing as much of his cock into my mouth as I could. His hands swept my hair out of the way so he could watch me. There was just something so sexy about Booth wanting to watch me give him a blow job. I had no idea that I could be this aroused, this in tune with another person's wants and needs. I sucked harder and was rewarded by him thrusting slightly into my mouth. Repeating the action, his hips snapped forward again. Marveling at his response, I tried again, but Booth pulled my hair tightly.

"Bones you gotta stop that or I'm not going to last a lot longer."

"But I want to taste you," I pleaded, circling just the crown with the tip of my tongue. "Please?"

He growled, low in his throat and pulled me away. And in an instant his underwear and socks were gone. Seeley Booth was standing completely naked and aroused in my office. This was the last thing I had ever imagined when I had picked out the couch for my office. Grinning, I reached for the zipper on my skirt to take it off, but his hands stopped me.

"Leave it. I think it's sexy; like you didn't even have time to fully get undressed before you touched yourself." He kissed me again, lowering me back onto the couch. "Is that how it was Baby? I had gotten you so hot that you just had to get off, right?"

"Oh yes," I moaned, both at his words and at the feel of his cock rubbing against my soaked folds. "Booth, please, I need, I need…"

I gasped as he slid an inch or so into my body. It had been so long since I slept with someone and Booth was so big. My muscle worked hard to pull him in and I did everything I could to relax. He muttered a string of curses as he worked himself into my tight passage.

"Oh my God Bones. You're so tight," He panted against my neck as he finally bottomed out and filled me completely. We stayed that way for a bit, allowing my body to adjust to his. My hands traced over his back as he peppered my face, neck and shoulders with kisses. Then he began to thrust and I knew this would be over very, very soon.

"You feel so perfect, Bones."

"Mmmmm, you too Booth. You're, oh god, right there, yes, so good!"

I felt possessed. I was never this loud, this talkative during sex. How Booth could manage complete sentences was beyond my current ability of thought. His left hand pulled my leg higher and he was suddenly hitting me in the exact spot I needed. His mouth returned to my breast and I cradled his head, encouraging him to continue. How I was so close to release again was also staggering to me. His right hand palmed my hip before slipping between our bodies and pressing his thumb where our bodies met.

"No, too soon, too soon," I chanted. I wanted to wait for him, to share our release. I knew I didn't have the strength to come a fourth time.

"What?" Booth stopped mid-thrust and I cried out in frustration, stuck between wanting to come and wanting to wait. His body thrummed with tension and a fine sheen of sweat covered us both, but he waited. He was waiting for me.

"I want to come with you," I explained, locking my legs around his waist. This caused him to slide further into my body and we both moaned at the sensation.

"Trust me, that won't be a problem," He assured me and began sliding back out and swiveling his hips as he pressed back into me. "Tell me Bones," he whispered in a voice scratchy and low with need. "When I was outside your office and could hear you panting and moaning, whose name did you say when you came?"

Oh this was so not fair. His hips were perfect, his voice was perfect, but his words made me shudder. He had heard me? Had anyone else heard me?

"Answer me," His tone was sharp, his hips were losing the graceful rhythm they had. His thumb moved in a circle, counter-direction of his hips. "Say it, Bones."

"Yours, I was calling your name," I stuttered out. My fingers gripped his arms as I tried desperately to stay grounded.

"No, say it."

Opening my eyes I realized how close he was and I reached a hand to his cheek. My blue eyes met chocolate brown and I knew that I was done for, a complete goner.

"Seeley."

His name on my lips triggered his release, which sent me over the edge as well. His shuddering body pressed me into the couch and I wrapped my arms around him, pressing kisses to his hairline. Booth's stubble scratched slightly at my neck as I heard him whisper, "I love you," into my shoulder. I cradled him against me, fighting to get my breath back. Before I could stop myself, I responded.

"I love you, too."

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