Ugh, finally! I've been trying to upload this for two days and just kept getting errors!!
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She pulled against him as Booth attempted to lead her into his kitchen.
"Booth," he heard frustration in her voice. "Can we … er … that is, I'd like to … um …" As if working on cue, goose bumps had formed along her arms. She looked at him with those deep blue eyes, and he returned to embrace her, his face in her wet hair.
"You want to get dressed?" He whispered, and she seemed to start nodding before he'd even finished the sentence. "But, shouldn't this be the other way around? Shouldn't I be the one who's a prude while you tell me that some tribe in Western Eastern Uganda have yet to invent clothing and they do everything buck naked." He grinned at her. "Are you feeling 'skittish'?" He used her word again.
"There's no such place as … oh …" A smile spread across her face and she punched him playfully. "You're joking, again." He pecked at her cheek lightly before reaching to the pile of clothes he'd sought out earlier.
Kissing her again, he spoke.
"Try these. And I'll meet you in the kitchen. Okay?" He watched deep into her eyes. She nodded slowly, all the while subconsciously chewing on her lip. "Okay?" He repeated, wrapping his arms around her waist and planting a kiss on the end of her nose. She smiled and he saw her eyes glisten. Brennan nodded again this time he was convinced. Kissing her fully on the lips, he left her to get dressed himself.
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She padded barefoot into the kitchen wearing the oversized t-shirt and baggy sweatpants. Her deep brown hair was wavy in its wetness, and despite her clearly having tried to brush it, still looked sexily messy.
He sat on a bar stool at the counter, two steaming mugs of coffee in front of him. Booth watched as she moved towards him.
Positioning herself between his knees, she cupped his face in her hands and kissed him forcefully. His hands disappeared up the back of her shirt, resting against her soft skin. She released his face in order to swot his advances away.
"Hey!" He feigned a hurt expression. "They were just keeping warm."
Firing an exaggerated sigh back at him, she replaced his hands on her back and kissed him again.
"You smell so good." He mumbled the words against her neck.
Her head fell back into a throaty laugh. "I smell like you, Booth!"
"Then damn, I must smell good."
"Finally," she smiled at him, eyes twinkling, "something we can agree on."
She dropped her head back to laugh again as he suckled at her neck. His fingers fidgeted with the elastic waistband of her pants, before ducking beneath it to run smoothly over the skin of her ass.
"Oh god." Booth shuddered and felt himself start to grow hard. She looked at him in confusion.
"I forgot you'd be going commando beneath my pants." He kissed her neck. "I may never wash them again."
"That would be repugnantly unhygienic, Booth." She looked at him seriously. "Regular washing in vital to…"
"I don't care." He interrupted, nuzzled at her neck as a warmth washed over her, squinty thoughts banished from her mind momentarily.
"And anyway, who said I'm giving them back." She pushed herself away from his chest and moved to run away. His sniper-reflexes kicked in quicker than hers, Booth fastened his legs around her as she turned, pulling them both off balance. The ending result was the pair on them falling to his kitchen floor, laughing.
"I bet I can make you want to take them off." He growled into her ear, arm hanging lazily over her stomach.
Giggling, she tried to roll away from him, but again Booth was quicker, using his whole body weight to pin her to the floor.
"Nooo!" She thrashed and let out a playful scream as he straddled her, his erection pushing hard against her stomach. "Ahhh!" She squealed as he moved against her, head whipping from side to side against the floor, spreading her hair beneath her.
Booth stopped his moving; gazing down at her, smile creeping across his face.
"What?" She panted breathlessly.
"You're … you're beautiful Bones."
She blushed at his words as his lips crashed against hers. They kissed fiercely, tongues wrestling for control. Booth snaked his hands around her hips and drew them upright together. His lips never leaving hers, he stood, scooping her up in his arms. Her legs wrapped around him, heels digging against his ass.
She pulled away from his lips.
"Where're we going?"
"I don't want to fuck you in my kitchen."
"Why?" She pulled a pinchy, confused face at him. He started walking through the apartment.
"Because I want to make love to you in my bedroom."
"Oh." She giggled, wrapping herself tighter around him "I like that idea." Her lips found a new home on his neck, sucking and licking at him.
Booth breathed hard as the entered his bedroom, not from her weight (for she hardly weighed a thing) but in response to the arousal coursing through his veins. He laid her softly against his bed, their bodies finally parting. She scooted up towards the headboard as he crawled towards her, the look in his eye reminding her of a hungry lion hunting a gazelle. It didn't help that she saw him lick his lips while looking at her.
She brought her knees in tight to her chest, holding them in place with her arms, a nervous smile splitting across her face.
"It won't work like that, Bones." He spoke as he pushed her legs apart, kneeling between her knees before leaning forwards to kiss her deeply. She sank back against the pillows, head spinning as his tongue invaded her mouth. She writhed beneath him as his fingertips disappeared beneath the baggy t-shirt.
He gathered the material in his fists, pulling it up and over her head. Her hair splayed out beneath her as she fell back against the pillow.
He cupped her face in his hand, stroking her check with his thumb. Smiling down at her, he spoke:
"You're beautiful." He kissed her forehead as she giggled.
"You already said that."
"Doesn't make it any less true." He claimed her lips before she had a chance to argue further.
Planting her hands on his hips, she rolled them over, leaving her straddling his stomach. He reached up to fondle her breast but she caught his wrists between her fingers. Leaning low over the bed she pinned his arms above his head, watching him teasingly. Intentionally, she leaned close enough that her breasts swayed above him, and he poked his tongue at them mischievously.
Releasing him, she moved her touch to his waist, trailing a nail across the small sliver of skin that poked out at her between his pants and t-shirt. He let out a moan and brought his hands back to cup her face. Once again she intercepted his move and pinned him back down against the bed. Shaking her head, she ran her tongue across her bottom lip, a subconscious gesture and yet ridiculously erotic none the less.
She drew her fingers over his torso beneath the thin t-shirt. Moving smoothly, Brennan pulled it up and over his head, his hands lunging for her hips while she threw it to the ground. Leaning in low again, she rubbed herself across his bare chest, nipples meeting and hardening in the process.
Sliding herself backwards, she shifted her position from his stomach to straddle the erection tenting his pants. She ground her own cloth-covered core against him briefly, before hooking the waistband over her fingers and sliding them down.
She moved with the pants, kissing each new patch of skin as it was revealed, and yet steering clear of his hard member. Dragging the pants down, she traced kisses along his thighs, over his knees, down to his ankles. Her hair trailed behind her, causing his skin to tingle.
He let out a moan of her name.
"Bones…." His fingers clutched for her but she was beyond his reach. "Here … Bones …" The ability to form words into sentences had seemingly deserted him, but she knew what he wanted.
Laying herself along his entirety, she kissed him eagerly, her fingers meshing in his hair as their tongues wrestled for the upper hand.
He rolled them over once more, his weight pushing her deep into the mattress. Breaking from her lips, he whipped her pants off, the final shred of clothing between them tossed to the floor.
Booth peppered her stomach with kisses, fondling at her breasts. She bucked beneath him, as his mouth grew ever closer to her waiting core. Teasing at her folds with his fingers, he took her swollen clit into his mouth. She shuddered and let out a moan as he sucked at her, fingers protruding into her just slightly. He lapped at her opening, drinking in the taste of her arousal. She writhed beneath his as he poked his warm tongue into her, before moving back to her clit, inserting two fingers instead.
His cock throbbed as he finger fucked her, desperate to feel her warmth around him. He already knew she'd feel amazing, better than any other woman possibly could, there was no doubt about that.
The ache in his member rising steadily, he moved from her core, trailing kisses along her toned abdomen, through the valley between her breasts, his journey finally ending at her lips. He nipped at her playfully and she could taste her own sweetness on his tongue. Her head dropped back as she licked at her neck, positioning himself at her entrance.
He paused, hovering over her, his member a mere fraction of an inch from her waiting entrance. Looking her in the eye, he stoked slowly into her, feeling her swollen walls stretch to accommodate his girth. Her mouth fell into an O shape, her gaze never leaving his. He buried himself completely in her before withdrawing slowly. Again he entered her tantalisingly slowly, feeling her hands grip his ass, nails breaking the skin.
"Fuck." She panted as he continued stroking into her painfully slowly. "Faster."
He didn't need telling twice.
Spurred on by her words, he pounded into her, over and over, her head dropping back against the pillow, eyes closed.
"Yes!" she let out a cry and he increased the tempo again.
Her hand snaked between their moist bodies, needing to touch herself. She began rubbing small circles of pleasure over her clit with her fingers. Seeing the sight, Booth felt himself growing dangerously close to the edge.
She was right there with him; the pressure from her own fingers the final thing she needed to succumb to the oblivion of orgasm. Her slick walls quivered around him, clenching and releasing around his pounding cock.
A whimper escaped her lips and it pushed over him the edge; buried deep inside her he came with an unprecedented force, body shaking as he emptied himself into her.
Seemingly drained, both physically and emotionally, he collapsed on top of her, their chests rising and falling rapidly as each came down from their high. Raising her head from the pillow again, Brennan claimed his lips and kissed him powerfully, tongue darting out to taste him.
Their breathing still ragged and shallow, Booth was forced to break away from her in order to breathe. Rolling to the side, he landed on his back beside her. He stared up at the ceiling, determined to commit every ounce of this experience to his permanent memory.
Her breathing was steadier now, and she rolled onto her side against him, arm across his stomach, leg bent across his knees.
"Booth?" She raised her head to look at him, his eyes glazed over.
"Mmmm…" Words didn't seem likely at this moment.
"I love you too." He smiled.
"I know Bones." He pulled her on top of him, brushing his lips against hers. "But thank you. I like hearing you say it." His voice was barely more than a growl whispered against her lips and he'd kissed her before she had a chance to reply.
They rolled to the side, laying facing one another in the darkness. She rang her fingers down the length of his torso before flipping over to face away from him. Brennan pushed herself back against him as his arms encased her. His face nuzzled in her rapidly-drying hair, as she seemed to settle herself impossibly closer to him, their naked flesh touching from chest to knee, feet tangling beneath the bedcovers.
Looping her arm over his, she brought his hand to her mouth and planted a soft kiss against it before nestling her head into the pillow. She sighed contentedly as exhaustion began to creep over her. Listening to his breathing grow deep and even, she knew Booth was already asleep around her.
Smiling, Brennan gave into the urge to close her eyes. Safe in the arms of the man she loved, she fell into a deep and peaceful sleep.
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There may not be the cliffhanger ending some chapters have, but there is at least one more chapter near complete :)