Okay, this was originally intended as just a one-shot. However, I had several requests for a follow-up, including one from my old friend, Harleyzgrl. Since she went so far as to offer to bribe me, I'm giving in to peer pressure. Thank you to everyone who read and reviewed and for those of you who asked for it, here you go.
Booth unlocked his door and pushed it open, stepping back to allow Brennan to enter. It was nearly three a.m. and they were just getting back from their trip to the crime scene and then back to the Jeffersonian with the remains. As much as they both wanted to finish what they had started earlier in the evening, they were exhausted.
After locking the door behind them and hanging up their jackets, Booth wrapped his arms around Brennan from behind. "Come on, I'll get you a towel and something to sleep in."
"I could just drive myself home," she offered even as she leaned back against the solidness of him.
"There is no way I'm letting you drive right now," he told her. "You can shower and sleep here just as well as you can at your place." After a brief pause, he continued, "Unless you've changed your mind and are just looking for an excuse to get out of here."
She turned around to face him and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him down for a lingering kiss. "I haven't changed my mind, Booth. I just wanted to make sure that you hadn't changed yours."
He gave her a bright smile. "Not on your life, Bones. As soon as we've had some sleep, I plan on wearing you out."
In spite of her fatigue, her eyes twinkled at his statement. "Are you sure it won't be me wearing you out?"
"Either way works," he replied. "As long as we're agreed to wait until we're both rested enough to fully appreciate what we've been denying ourselves for the last three years."
"I tend to wake up fairly early," she informed him.
"And I can't think of a better way to start the day than making love with you," he replied.
She smiled and nodded her agreement. "Lead the way then."
He released her then and led her down the hall to his bedroom. He rummaged in his dresser for a t-shirt and held it out to her as he opened another drawer and found a pair of boxers. "They'll probably swallow you."
"Thank you," she said as she followed him into the bathroom.
He opened the linen closet and handed her a clean towel and wash cloth and then winked at her. "If you need anything else, just yell."
"You could help wash my back," she said softly, causing him to stop in his retreat from the bathroom. His eyebrows shot up as he met her gaze and she quickly added, "Unless that's asking too much."
Instead of answering her, he reached past her to turn on the shower and then pulled off his t-shirt as he toed off his shoes. Interpreting his actions as acceptance, Brennan sat the clothes he'd loaned her on the sink and then quickly stepped out of her own clothes. When their clothes were in piles on the floor, Booth held out his arms and waited for her to step into his embrace.
Her eyes raked over his body even as she moved towards him. He was beautiful. When she reached him, he wrapped his arms around her and leaned down to press a kiss to her lips before guiding her into the shower.
As the hot spray beat down on their bodies, Brennan lowered her head to his shoulder and tightened her hold around his waist. They stood there in silence for several minutes, just enjoying the physical contact as the water soothed their aching bodies. When he finally released her, she lifted her head and offered him a soft kiss before turning her back to him and allowing him to massage shampoo into her hair.
When he turned her back around to rinse the shampoo from her hair, she reached for the soap and began to lather it between her hands. They took turns running their hands along each others' body, caressing and massaging as they went. There were soft sighs and moans as they touched and kissed, but the urgency from earlier had been replaced with a tenderness born from exhaustion.
After rinsing the soap from their bodies, Booth turned off the water and reached for their towels. He wrapped his own around his waist and then turned to take Brennan's from her, kneeling in front of her to dry her legs and then slowly working his way up her body. When he was once again standing in front of her, he smiled at her. "You're absolutely beautiful, Bones."
Her cheeks blushed pink, but she held his gaze as she replied, "So are you, Booth."
He allowed her to take the towel from him to wring the water from her hair as he wiped the remaining moisture from his own body. As he was finishing, she pulled the t-shirt he'd loaned her over her head and then held the boxers out to him. He took them with a smile as his gaze travelled the length of her body. "Damn, you look sexy in my shirt."
She mimicked him as he pulled on the boxers, allowing her gaze to roam freely across his body. "Damn, you look sexy out of it."
They shared a laugh at that and he tossed their wet towels into the laundry basket before leading her out of the bathroom. "To bed with you, woman."
"I like the sound of that," she replied as she followed him across his bedroom.
Booth pulled the covers down and motioned for her to crawl into the bed. She did so as he turned off the bedside lamp and then joined her. He scooted close to her, his arms going around her body and pulling her flush against him.
Her hands rested on his chest as they faced each other and she slid one of her legs between his as he placed a kiss on her forehead. She closed her eyes and let out a contented sigh, finally allowing herself to relax as she listened to his even breathing and felt the steady beat of his heart beneath her hands.
"Good night, Booth."
"Good night, Bones."
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Brennan sighed as she felt consciousness slowly starting to return. She'd been having the most incredible dream about Booth and wasn't ready to return to the reality of her empty bed yet. Unable to convince her body to stay asleep, she opened her eyes and blinked against the bright sunlight bathing the room. It took only a moment for her to realize that she wasn't in her own room and that she was mostly naked. As the realization set in, she sat bolt upright in bed.
A soft chuckle beside her drew her attention and she turned to see Booth propped against the headboard with a smile firmly in place. "Nothing like waking up in a strange bed with no idea how you got there, is there Bones?" he asked softly.
She shook her head as the memories of the previous evening returned, bringing a smile to her own lips. "What time is it?" she asked.
"A few minutes after eight," he replied as he reached a hand up to smooth her hair off her face.
"How long have you been awake?" she asked.
He shrugged his shoulders as his hand shifted to caress the side of her face. "Not long."
"You should've woken me," she stated as she covered his hand with hers and brought it to her lips for a kiss.
"I couldn't bring myself to do it," he told her. "You looked so peaceful and had this cute grin on your face."
"I was dreaming about you," she told him as she rolled to her knees and crawled towards him.
"Good dreams, I hope."
"Very good dreams," she replied. She moved to straddle his hips, lowering her mouth to his as his hands settled on her waist.
When they broke for air, she leaned back slightly to look at him. "Good morning."
"Good morning," he replied.
"Did you sleep okay?" she asked as she traced her hands along his shoulders and down his arms.
"Yeah," he replied. "How about you?"
"I don't think I've slept that soundly in months," she replied.
He smiled as he toyed with the hem of her shirt, very much aware that the only thing separating their bodies was the boxers he had pulled on the night before. As if reading his mind, she shifted her weight until she was pressed against his length, the heat of her bringing him quickly to full attention.
His eyes locked with hers and she smiled at him. "I believe you promised me we could start the day making love."
He returned her smile and leaned in for another kiss. As their tongues dueled playfully, he slid his hands under the worn cotton t-shirt and grabbed her ass, pulling her more firmly against him. She moaned into his mouth when she felt his full length straining against her and shifted her hips to increase the friction.
He tore his mouth from hers with a strangled groan. "Dear God, Bones."
Her response was to repeat the action even as she reached down and pulled the t-shirt over her head, exposing herself to him completely. He wasted no time in latching onto one of her nipples with his mouth, bringing one hand up to her lower back to keep her pressed against him as his other one found her other breast and began squeezing it gently.
Her hands weren't idle, stroking along his back and shoulders as she bent forward to kiss and suck on the side of his neck. "I want to feel you inside of me, Booth," she gasped into his ear before trailing her tongue along the outer edge of it.
He lifted his head from her breasts to capture her lips again and slid one hand down between their bodies to feel her heat. When he brushed a finger lightly across her clit, she gasped and pulled away from his lips with a moan.
He used her distraction to roll them, sliding down her body as she opened herself to him. He slid a finger through her wetness and felt the tremble that ran through her body. His eyes darted up to hers as he repeated the action and the look in her eyes took his breath away. There was an openness there that he had rarely seen, and seeing the complete trust she had in him openly displayed even as her body was, made him fall in love with her all over again.
Keeping his eyes locked with hers, he trailed his finger back to her clit, pressing against it firmly before sliding back down and slipping inside of her. Her hips jerked off the bed at the contact and he smiled as he withdrew his finger and repeated the motion, this time sliding two fingers inside of her.
"You're so wet, Bones," he said. "You feel amazing."
She licked her lips as she tried to form a response, but the words turned into a moan when he lowered his head and flicked his tongue against her clit. When he thrust his fingers into her again and latched onto her clit and sucked it into his mouth, she cried out in ecstasy, her orgasm crashing over her unexpectedly.
Booth lapped at her as he rode out her contractions, wanting to prolong her pleasure. When he felt her muscles relax, he slowly withdrew his fingers from her body, tracing them lightly around her opening as he kissed his way back up her body.
"That was amazing," he said as he propped himself up on an elbow and looked down at her.
"Isn't that supposed to be my line?" she asked as she reached a hand up to trace it along his face.
He brought his free hand up to cup her breast and gave her nipple a slight tug, enjoying the way she moaned his name when he did.
"I'm not sure I'm ever going to be able to hear you say my name again and not get a hard-on," he told her as he leaned down to feather kisses along her collar bone.
Reaching her hand down to cup him through his boxers, she squeezed his length and replied, "And I know I'll never be able to watch you eat anything again without getting wet."
He chuckled against her chest as he kissed his way to her other collar bone, his fingers still tugging lightly on her nipple. When she slid her hands inside of his boxers, he pressed his body more firmly against her.
"You could help, you know," she told him with a smile. "It would get you inside of me that much quicker."
He laughed fully then and pushed himself off of her, rolling to his back to slide his boxers off of his body. Before he could return to her, she was lying across his body, her lips caressing the skin of his chest as her hands stroked down his stomach to capture his length.
His quick intake of breath as she pushed to her knees and took him in her mouth brought a smile to her lips. She licked the tip of him, lifting her head just long enough to make eye contact before she once again took him into her mouth.
Booth closed his eyes in an attempt to keep from exploding in her mouth as she slid her hot mouth up and down his shaft, one hand holding him firmly and the other fondling his balls as she tortured him with her mouth.
Just when he thought he was a goner, she released him and crawled back up his body. Reaching across him to the nightstand, she opened the drawer and pulled out the box of condoms he kept there. With a wicked smile on her face, she opened one of the foil packets and reached down to slowly roll it on him.
He groaned as she caressed him again and unable to take it any longer, he reached for her hands and rolled her to her back, one of his hands holding both of hers above her head. Her eyebrows rose at the sudden shift in positions, but before she could say anything, he was sliding into her welcoming heat and the only thought going through either of their minds was "home."
He stilled above her, releasing her hands as he braced his weight on his elbows. She brought her arms up around his neck and pulled him more firmly against her as she lifted her hips to encourage him to move. He groaned and slid almost completely out of her before once again sliding back into her body.
"So good," he whispered, his lips pressed into the joining of her neck and shoulder.
"Perfect," she agreed, lifting her legs to wrap around his hips, the movement pulling him even further into her body.
He set a slow pace then, his lips finding hers as he continued to move inside of her. They kissed slowly, the pace matching that of their lower bodies until it was no longer enough and the need for completion forced them to increase their speed.
Brennan pulled her mouth from his and gasped for air as she felt herself nearing the edge. "Come with me, Booth," she gasped.
Unable to deny her anything, he complied, his thrusts growing erratic as he gave himself to her completely. He felt her muscles contract around him as her orgasm claimed her and the sound of his name on her lips pushed him over the edge as well, her name ripped from his lips as he poured himself into her.
He collapsed against her, their sweaty bodies sticking together as their breathing slowly returned to normal. Realizing that he had to be crushing her, he propped himself on his elbows again and looked down at her.
She looked up at him with eyes bluer than the midday sky and he couldn't help but smile. "God, you're beautiful."
She laughed as she reached up to caress his face. "You're only saying that because we just had mind-blowing sex," she teased.
"Not true," he argued as he rolled off of her and took care of removing the condom. Turning back to face her, he added, "I'm saying that because I don't want this to be the only time we have mind-blowing sex."
She laughed and leaned into him for a breath-taking kiss. "Not a chance, Booth. In fact, I may never let you out of this bed again."
"I do like the sound of that," he replied as he pulled her onto his chest and wrapped his arms around her.
"Do you think we can get away with it?' she asked as she crossed her arms on his chest and rested her chin on them.
"Sure," he agreed. "At least for another hour."
"Then we'd better make good use of that hour," she replied as she stretched up to kiss him.
He returned the kiss enthusiastically and as he shifted to trail kisses along her neck, he said a silent prayer that they would catch a break and nobody would bother them for at least two.
Okay, this is really the end this time. Thank you so much to everyone who asked for a follow-up. I hope it didn't disappoint. And please drop me a line and let me know what you thought.