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Trembling underneath his sweet kisses, Brennan thought her heart was going to explode in her chest…metaphorically, of course. She gripped for anything she could hold on to as Booth's lips traced every inch of her so-far visible skin. Letting out soft moans, her eyes rolled back every time he hit that certain spot.
"Are you sure, Tempe?" he asked, wanting to be absolutely triple sure that she wouldn't regret this.
She smiled as her blue eyes surveyed his facial features and reached her delicate hand up to stroke his cheek. "I'm positive," she promised in a whisper, nodding while she spoke. Her words soared through him, amplifying every nerve ending that was in his body. He had been longing for this night for years…so much that it often kept him up at night, wondering if it would ever happen.
Reapplying his lips to her skin, his breath warmed her as he nipped and sucked at her jawline. As his hand traced small shaped against her hip, he moved from spot to spot on her chest as he kissed his way down to the top of her lingerie. Brennan, lying under him, wasn't sure if she was ready to scream, cry, laugh, or smile…she was so full of these human emotions, she wasn't quite sure how to react other than how she knew to.
His chiseled chest invited her hands, tracing each line and curve, her nails slightly scraping against him as he hit sporadic hot spots on her neck. As a small moan flowed out of her lips, Booth smiled as he shifted down to her flat stomach. He pushed the see-through material up to her breasts, not removing the entire thing, and looked up at her as he placed a kiss directly above her belly button.
Looking back down, Booth noticed scars all across her abdomen. His fingers traced over the longest, which was running across her ribcage. Catching her immediate attention, she quickly moved her hand to cover the spot that her step father had once sliced with a piece of glass. She fought back tears as she remembered all the scars that were on her body.
"Let me see, baby," he whispered against her skin, kissing one of the smaller scars. His brown eyes locked with her blue ones and he instantly knew how ashamed of the marks she was. Never breaking their stare, Booth gently reached up and intertwined his fingers with the ones covering the scar. He showed her nothing but love and trust as he moved her hand out of the way.
He felt Brennan trembling as the long, healed slit shined in the dim light. Still locked with her eyes, Booth tilted his head down and sweetly pressed his lips to the scar, not leaving an untouched centimeter behind. As he felt her body ease, he softly smiled, kissing all of the rest of her stomach.
Running his tongue across her smooth skin, Booth blew warm air against the wetness, sending chills up and down Brennan's body, causing her to become even more wet in an area he hadn't explored yet. Her hand found his, twisting her fingers with his as she let out a soft whimper. He sat up on his knees, pulling her up with him. Kissing her mouth, he ran his tongue along her lips, parting them ever so slightly as he clenched both sides of her lingerie top.
Her blue eyes were wide as he looked at her, almost as if he was asking for permission. She nodded slowly as she lifted her arms in the air. Booth pulled gently on the lace and tossed it onto the floor as it was no longer adorning Brennan. He saw her run her tongue across her bottom lip followed by her biting it as he laid her back down against the bed.
Blinking one last time as he stared into her eyes, he moved his gaze to her chest….her perfect, beautiful, amazingly-bare chest. "Dear God," he mumbled to himself as he observed. His chest expanded as he took a deep breath and moved his head towards her ivory skin.
Sending an electrifying feeling through her body, Booth kissed between her breasts, affectionately and lovingly. Moving to the right, his lips wandered up the small mound as his tongue made small circles between his lips. Slowly but surely, he eventually pulled her nipple into his mouth, sucking tenderly on the hardened tip. After spending a while on that particular area, he moved to the left side of her body, showing it the same love and care as he did the right.
Whimpering noises were coming more frequently from Brennan's parted lips as her head was pressed back into the pillow. Grabbing handfuls of his hair, she thought she was going to peak without him ever being inside of her. She had never been given that much love and affection in her entire life.
Booth knew he was going to explode out of his pants if he wasn't released soon. He pressed himself into her wet core as he kissed the valley between her breasts, earning a soft moan from her as her legs opened more, giving him a wider access to Temperance Brennan.
Snaking her hands down his bare chest, she danced her fingers along the square edges of his 'cocky' belt buckle while he peppered her neck with sweet kisses. As she pulled the fastener apart, Booth looked up and noticed her eyes were the clearest shade of blue he had ever seen. He raised his hand to her cheek, brushing his thumb against the rose-colored skin, smiling as he did so.
Booth's eyes opened wide as he felt her unbutton and unzip his pants, taking her sweet time, running her fingernails across his lower abdomen. As she toyed with the waistband of his boxers, his eyes fluttered open and shut as he bit his bottom lip and bowed his head to beside hers. Brennan grinned as she heard a moan come from her partner as he pressed himself into her again and nipped at her earlobe.
Sitting up on his knees again, Booth admired the body below him. Her hands had gone from his waist to gripping the metal headboard while her chest deeply and slowly rose and fell. Running his eyes down her body, he stopped at her legs. The two long limbs were nearly ivory in color as she lay with them spread, her toes coming to a point near the end of the bed.
He ran his hands softly and slowly up from her toes to her hips where her panties were resting against her skin. The black satin material sparkled in the dim light. As his fingers drug across her skin, Booth grinned as he heard her whimper again. He knew she wanted him, and he wanted her just as much in return.
Curving his fingers under the slick material, Booth gently began sliding them down from her hips. Brennan lifted herself off the bed slightly, making it easier for him to reveal all insecurities and vulnerabilities that she kept hidden in her life. As she became exposed, they both realized that there was absolutely no turning back.
His brown eyes pierced hers as he easily removed the material from her legs, tossing it across the room with a grin. Looking back up at him, Brennan smiled a nervous grin. She wanted this, but she was also more terrified than she had ever been in her life.
Tracing her body with his eyes, Booth placed his hands on either side of her shoulders and lowered himself back down to her. As he pressed his lips into hers, he felt one of her legs bend slightly, pressing into his hip. He ran a hand down her body, clutching her waist as he let out a moan.
With her eyes wide, Brennan reached down and pushed the already undone pants off of Booth's waist, causing him to look up from her neck into her eyes. Momentarily rolling over to his side, he removed his pants and boxers the rest of the way and kicked them to the floor. With a grin, he rolled back on top of her, pressing his now-naked throbbing self against her dripping slit.
As she widened her legs, Booth held himself up slightly, smiling down at her. Brennan nodded, biting her lip and placing a hand on both of his shoulders. As she brought her knees up, he aligned himself with her bare core. As the tip of his dick barely pressed against the opening of Temperance Brennan, her fingernails began to dig into his skin. "Booth…" she spoke, causing him to quickly stop what he was doing.
"What?" he asked nervously, his eyes narrowing down at her. "What's wrong? Did I do someth-" She reached up and placed a finger against his lips. Looking over her face, he saw her lips curved upwards.
"I love you," she told him and searched his eyes for approval.
Taking a deep breath, he smiled back. "I love you, too," he promised her. "And I always will." Instead of fighting his answer with her typical 'there's no way you can know that' answer, she decided to simply smile again and nod as he leaned down and pressed his lips to hers. Leaving his forehead against hers, he kissed her again. "Are you ready?" he asked softly.
After fluttering her eyes a few times and taking a deep breath, Brennan nodded. He kissed her one last time and held himself back up slightly, realigning himself to her.
Both of their hearts raced as they felt each other meet. Taking a slow deep breath, Brennan's fingernails scraped against Booth's back as he began to slowly push himself into her, knowing not to go full-force. After all…Booth wasn't exactly an "average" man when it came to certain things.
As she felt him fill her core, Brennan let out a slight whimper, biting her lip and squeezing her eyes shut for a second. After opening them back up, Booth saw a tear fall from the corner of her eye. "Are you okay?" he asked, bringing a hand up and caressing her cheek.
Nodding, another tear fell down her cheek and dropped onto Booth's hand. She smiled and gasped as she felt him move a tiny bit. "Perfect," she assured him. "Keep going." Her raspy voice turned him on even more as he brushed a curl behind her ear and kissed her lips.
As he slowly pushed himself into her more, Booth's eyes rolled back in his head as he realized this moment in his life was better than he could have dreamt in a million years. The tightness that surrounded him was throbbing, sending him into an even bigger state of pleasure.
Brennan gripped at Booth's shoulders as she pressed her head back into the pillow. Her toes were curling as he finally got the maximum amount of himself inside of her, making her gasp and moan at the same time. Slowly beginning to thrust, Booth leaned his head down and attached his lips to her jawline.
Her fingers both danced and scratched across his back as he began to pick up a little speed, still going slow, however. Each time the head of his dick hit the wall inside of her, Brennan let out a soft moan, each growing louder compared to the last.
Looking down at her, Booth couldn't help but think about how beautiful she was and how lucky he was. He ran a hand down between them, taking one of her breasts in it. Still pushing himself into her and slowly pulling himself out, he thumbed her nipple, sending off even more nerve endings in her body.
He watched as her mouth opened and closed with each thrust, letting out whimpers alternating with moans. "Oh, God…" she finally spoke, reaching back and gripping the headboard again. With each pounding motion, she got closer and closer to going over the edge.
Booth bowed his head down and gritted his teeth together, knowing he wasn't going to be able to last much longer. "Baby…" he groaned, listening as their bodies made a smacking sound with each thrust.
"Booth…" she gasped, her eyes rolled back. "Soon…" she gasped again, not being able to form full sentences.
"Me, too, baby," he told her in between breaths. "Look at me, baby…" he pleaded, one hand still thumbing at her nipple.
As her head lifted up slightly, Brennan's eyes opened, searching immediately for his. Once she found his gaze, she placed a hand on the back of his neck and another on his head, gripping his hair as he thrust himself into her harder each time. "God, baby…" she moaned, struggling to keep her eyes open as she looked into the chocolate pools of her lover.
Momentarily nuzzling against her neck, Booth whispered, "Let go for me." Lifting his head back up as his lower body still filled Brennan with each move, he locked eyes with her again. "Let go for me, baby…"
"Not," she spoke in a gasp, "Without you…" she finished, running her hand half an inch and grabbing a new fistful as she fought against climaxing.
"I'm there, Tempe…" he told her, lifting a hand and stroking her cheek. "I'm there…"
Finally falling over the edge, Brennan's entire body began to tremble furiously. Her core clamped against Booth's dick in sporadic unstoppable spasms. Letting out a loud moan, her nails scraped against Booth's neck, sending him over the same edge.
As he spilled himself into her, Booth's eyes never left Brennan's. He let out a groan of ecstasy, shaking on top of her as he slowly halted his movements. Both breathless, Booth collapsed on the bed next to Brennan after he carefully and slowly removed himself from her. Their breathing was erratic as their bodies both lied limp.
After catching his breath, Booth turned his head to look at his beautiful partner, and saw her chest still rising and falling heavily. He smiled as he felt her hand clutch his and squeeze. With halfway-closed eyes, Brennan turned her head to look over at Booth.
He grinned as he found her blue eyes in the dim light. "Hey you," he whispered, reaching a hand up and smoothing a section of her messy hair.
Returning the smile, Brennan softly chuckled. "Hey yourself," she replied.
"Come here," he spoke, gently pulling her into his arms. As she rolled to her side, Brennan rested her head against his chest. Booth could feel her breath against his skin as he rubbed his hand across her bare-back, tracing the muscles and bones that he could feel.
She tucked her arms in between them and nuzzled her nose into a crevasse in his chest. Resting his chin on top of her head, Booth sighed after he inhaled the amazing Brennan-smell that he had fallen in love with years previous. After a few moments of silence, Booth spoke up. "Do you have anything to say?" he asked with a chuckle.
Brennan lifted her head up to look at him. Shaking it with a smile, she simply answered, "I'm kind of speechless, is all."
Booth dropped his jaw down, emphasizing his shock. "You mean Temperance Brennan…THE Doctor Temperance Brennan…is speechless?"
Laughing, she playfully hit his arm. "I love you," she told him, pressing her lips into his. "I never realized how real emotions can be, but you showed them to me, Booth. You showed me that it's okay to love and be loved in return."
He ran his fingers through her auburn hair and smiled, kissing her forehead, her nose, and finally, her lips. "I love you, Temperance Daesee Brennan. And I'm glad you finally let me show you that it's okay to love and be loved in return."
After a little while of just talking normally…something that Booth assumed Brennan would never be able to do…she had rolled over, pressing her back into his chest. He wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed the back of her neck. "I love you, Temperance."
"Love you, too, Seeley," she replied sleepily. He knew that she was two seconds away from falling asleep so he just smiled and let her. Before he dozed off, Booth would occasionally kiss the top of Brennan's head and inhale her scent just one more time.
Both of them fell asleep rather quickly, but Brennan's eyes fluttered open after she heard a strange noise. Looking at the bedside table, she saw her cell phone lit up. The vibration against the wood table had woken her up. After laying there for a moment, she had almost decided that it wasn't important, however, the scientist side of her decided to look just in case something happened at the lab.
Being slow as she reached over to the table, she didn't want to wake Booth. She had heard him quietly snoring so she knew he was already asleep. Pulling her phone closer to her face, she pushed a button to make it light up again. Sliding her finger across the screen to unlock it, her heart began to race.
She had a new text message – a new text message from a familiar number. Her finger trembled over the "open" button on the screen, not sure if she wanted to open the message for fear it would ruin the perfect night she was having, but knowing that she needed to. Finally tapping the "open" button, a screen popped up, revealing a picture.
The picture immediately brought tears to Brennan's eyes. It showed an absolutely adorable baby girl. The girl's hair was auburn and in curly ringlets scattered across her head, part of them tied together with a delicate pink ribbon. The piercing blue eyes of the girl mocked those of Brennan. And the sundress she had on was a bright pink and lime green color, decorated in flowers and bugs.
But the thing that got her the most was the baby girl's smile – it melted Brennan's heart. She traced her finger along the screen across the baby's cheek as a tear slid down her cheek, however, she couldn't help but smile.
Booth, who was assumed to be asleep, had been watching the entire time. He hadn't moved for fear Brennan would clam up and not tell him anything. But after he heard her sniffle, he kissed the back of her head. "Who is she?" he asked softly, squeezing her tighter.
Taking a deep breath and wiping tears from her cheeks, Brennan squeezed her eyes shut and reopened them. "She's…my daughter."