So here is the second chapter: I hope you are curious to find out what Brennan is up to. so put yourself in Booth's shoes and enjoy reading. I will post the third chapter soon. and please let me know your thoughts. it's important. thanks

CHAPTER 2

"Bones!" Booth cried out as the cab stopped by the main entrance of the luxurious hotel overlooking Central Park. "Jeez Bones, what are we doing here?"

"Remember? No questions. This is supposed to be a surprise. She stated matter of fact.

Even if I'm pretty confident it is going to be so for both of us...she thought.

"Will you wait for me while I go check-in?"

"Sure" he replied sitting on an elegant armchair in the lobby, facing the reception, so that he could actually see her.

And there she was, the usual self-confident Brennan he'd known for years now. As she talked to the receptionist, he could notice the rapid change in the young woman's look as if she had been mesmerized by his partner. Brennan thanked her and turned around holding two magnetic cards, certain that she'd find him looking at her. Their eyes locked. He got up and headed towards her then she took his hand and lead him to the elevator.

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"Wow, it's a Spa!"

"It is" she confirmed inserting the card into the lock – "and today... it'll be just ours".

Never letting go of his hand she walked him past the reception and a series of smaller rooms on both sides of a long hallway until they entered the last one on the left hand side.

"Bones... this is amazing" he said.

The immaculate white of the walls matched perfectly the spotless sheets of the single bed while the ceiling was the tone of an incredible dark blue night. An entire wall was made of glass sliding doors leading to another room with a large square marble bath right in the middle. Some towels and all sorts of expensive creams and massage oils were displayed on a low piece of furniture beside the bed. A few scented candles filled the air with their sensual perfume.

"I'm glad you like it. Now I'm going to undress you."- she announced closing the space between them – but you cannot touch me."

He nodded and swallowed hard in anticipation.

Oh, wasn't he going to play the game till the very end? He said to himself.

She stood still and studied him, running her gaze all the way down his body as if revising what she intended to perform. She had stripped him bare so many times but somehow he felt like she was about to do it for the very first time. And as her fingers released him of every single garment he wore all he could do was hold his breath and admire her in awe.

"You are beautiful, and that's a fact, Special Agent Seeley Booth. Now, lay down on your stomach."

No arguing about that - he thought as he placed himself on the bed.

"Have you ever done this before?" she inquired as she poured some scented oil in her hands.

"Never".

"Very well... Seeley, close your eyes and relax. I'm going to give you the massage of your life."

Relax! She was kidding right? He wondered knowing how tense and aroused he already was. And she knew.

"This is called the warrior massage. It's an ancient Indian powerful treatment which provides muscle relief and relaxation. I believe this was really meant for you Booth. But... you're holding back, I can feel it. Let yourself go"

He took a deep breath and lay motionless.

"Better" she acknowledged.

As she touched the soles of his feet a thrill ran through his spine up to the back of his brain. She lingered there and though his eyes were closed he knew exactly how focused she was on them. She had seen his x-rays and had learned by heart every single inch of his bones. She didn't fight back the tears that filled her eyes and let them flow down her cheeks: how brutally his feet had been tortured was still visible on his skin, while the fractures inside had healed, eventually. She poured some more oil in her palms and slowly massaged his legs and his muscles quivered under her touch. As she reached the inner of the thighs he sighed and bit his lower lip.

This, he thought, was the best torture he had ever experienced.

Slightly rising she placed gentle strokes over his buttocks then traveled along his lower back applying more pressure there to relieve his muscles. Then she moved upwards stopping on every scar she found on his skin. When she reached the upper part of his back she immediately sensed how tense he was. A few drops of oil fell on his shoulder blades and her hands started to rub away his tension with expert, regular moves at both sides of his neck.

Where did she possibly learn that? - he wondered - it felt so good.

He relaxed under her hands, felt sleepy, his attention almost gone. And suddenly he was taken aback as she ran her fingertips from the base of his neck up to his nape giving him the most erotic sensation ever.

"Oh Temperance... it is... Good Lord... I..." but he was unable to utter a complete phrase.

"How do you feel?"

"In heaven" and he knew it was true.

"Good, now you can turn round. There's still a long way to go."

"Bones, I don't know if I... oh my... you're going to kill me!"

"Shh, she said oiling her hands again, keep your eyes shut and turn around."

He did and he was well aware of what was about to come. So it started all over again.

First she concentrated on his toes and only when she was thoroughly satisfied with the care she had given to each of them she caressed his feet and went upwards to his legs and knees. Her fingers on the inner sides of his thighs made him clench his fists and she smiled realising he was really fighting hard not to reach out and grab her hands. As she was getting closer to his most intimate parts he moaned, the knuckles of his fists now white. He was desperate for her to touch him and when she finally placed her fingers on his sex, in soft slow moves, his hips left the bed.

"And how does it feel now?"

"Oh baby you're... killing me... but... I swear... it's the best kind of death a man could ever wish for"

"I'm most definitely not going to kill you. My unique purpose being to give you pleasure..."

"And you do... oh jeez Bones... you do! Can I open my eyes? He begged.

"Not yet"

"I want to see you, please..."

"I'll tell you when. Be patient."

Her hands were more determined now that she was exploring the plains of his strong abdominal and pectoral muscles massaging the upper part of his body to release the tension he had accumulated again. She paused leaving him in wonder as to what her next move would be. So when he felt the warmth of her touch on his face and the soft brush of her lips on his he instinctively opened his mouth. Eyes shut, fists clenched, senses raging wild, he fought the impulse to kiss the life out her and just complied to the softest kiss she had ever placed on his lips.

"You can open your eyes now" she whispered.

She was still leaning on him, so close, her eyes the colour of the stormy ocean. He took her hands and brought them to his lips.

"Temperance, can I? Will you be my warrior?"

She nodded and helped him raise from the bed. And has he undressed her she inhaled the scent of his oiled spicy skin. Before she could even process a coherent thought in her mind she was naked before him and she felt her body leave the floor as he gently pulled her up to lay her on the bed. She went through all the sensations he had experienced as he repeated every single step of his massage on her. Then he tenderly kissed her.

"Take me to heaven" she told him when she finally opened her eyes and found his so close to hers.

She led him wordlessly to the adjacent room where they laid on a futon. Fingers intertwined and arms crossed between their chest he joined their halves and slowly, so very slowly he moved into her until they both melted into each other enveloped by the scent of their skin, the heat of their passion and the soft moaning of their making love.

"I bet you've never had a rose petal bath with one of your partners?" she asked him caressing his chest.

"Have you?"

"No" she answered taking him to the next room.

The contrast between the large brown marble bath and the cream marble walls was amazing. A line of fret worked small lanterns cast their soft flickering lights on the brim of the pool. The surface was completed covered with red rose petals and they breathed in the strong sensual perfume as they stepped into the water.

"I will never forget this, Temperance." - he stated as he held her close. "I don't think I'll ever be able to offer you something like this...". She moved her hand to his lips.

"Isn't your love enough? You taught me I could open my heart and love again, this is nothing compared to what you've done for me. I want to make love to you Seeley".

He cupped her face and gently kissed her. Then pulling her in his arms he let her straddle him and their bodies joined while the velvet petals softly brushed their skin.

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"Are you hungry?" She asked him as she opened the door of their suite. A quick glance and she noticed the appetizers she'd ordered were already on the table, in front of the large window with a spectacular view of Central Park.

"Yes, quite." And then he was struck dumb by the elegance of every single detail as he followed her into their room.

"Oh, Lord, Bones! ...we have shared cheap motel rooms, a mobile home, even the same bed on several occasions but this is just too much..."

"Do you like it?"

"Sure. And... two bedrooms! Bones – he teased - are we are going to sleep separately tonight?

What do you think? She asked smiling.

"I don't think so" - Booth replied more and more intrigued - "You are something Bones. Do you know that?"

"I do. And I'm starving." - a mischievous look in her eyes as she brushed against his hip while heading towards the table.

"Come here". He said reaching out to stop her. When she was in his arms he cupped her face and kissed her passionately. She kissed him back feeling his urge pressed to her body.

Then breaking away unwillingly she regained control. "Now we better have something to eat before we go to our rooms and get ready, or we are going to be late. And you are not supposed to sneak into my room as I change."

"Understood".