Hello readers. I'm very sorry that it took me so long to update. As you may know, I had the flu and I simply was not able to concentrate. Then I was insanely busy…. In fact I still am, but at least I found time to write this chapter here. I hope you'll like it. Thank you for reading and of course special thanks to my reviewers!

Under cover(s) – 23

Seeley Booth sure knew how to kiss. His tongue stroked lazily against hers, while his fingers trailed down her neck and shoulders and crept towards the halter of her dress, slowly brushing it aside. His mouth left hers, but she did not have time to complain, to demand more kisses. A moment after the absence of his lips on hers registered in her brain, she felt his hot breath against her neck and without thinking she angled her head to grant better access. Feather light teasing kisses danced over her skin, his hot breath against her throat forcing a moan out of her.

"Mhm" He mumbled against her skin. "I'm going to love making you moan."

"Me too." She agreed, shivering slightly, her eyes closed, enjoying the feeling of his hands trailing over her body. Slowly they travelled over her back and her sides, almost as if searching.

"Temperance?" His husky voice made her blink her eyes open and she looked at him questioningly.

"I don't want to rip your dress apart, so you better help me here." Booth said, his voice raw with desire. Her throaty chuckle made another wave of heat surge through him. She'd been the star of so many of his fantasies over the course of the last few years, he was simply starving for the sight of her breasts, hungering for the feeling of her body against his.

"There's no zipper." Her husky voice informed him. "It's elastic… just… tug it down or push it up. Whatever you want."

God, did that woman know that he'd been thinking about doing just that nearly all evening? Both of the suggested actions, in various situations, combined or not, had kept his mind quite busy.

His throat went dry and his pulse into overdrive at the sound of her words. As if of their own volition, his hands moved towards the neckline of her dress, brushing the straps down over her shoulders, and slowly he tugged the material down until he could see her breasts, covered by a blue lace bra, which was transparent in places. He drew in a deep breath. "You're gorgeous." He whispered, then he let his fingertips dance over one of her nipples. When he heard her gasp, a jolt went through him and in an instant his mouth descended on hers, kissing her deeply.

He felt her hands tugging at the hem of his shirt, creeping under it and making contact with the skin of his stomach. A shudder went through him and he broke their kiss to look into her eyes. He could see his own lust reflected in her eyes. "I want to feel you." She whispered and started to unbutton his shirt. Her hands seemed to shake a little and she fumbled for some time with the buttons. When she finally had opened them all, he shrugged out of the shirt and her fingers trailed over his broad chest, circling a scar she had never seen before, although she had known it would be there. After all, he had taken a bullet for her and she had applied pressure to the wound to keep him from losing too much blood. Brennan forced her attention away from the scar, away from the past….after all the present was much more enjoyable. She looked up into his eyes and knew that he had noticed her mind had wandered off for a moment.

"I want you out of this dress, Temperance. I want you, completely naked and forgetting about anything else but us." He whispered huskily. It was the right thing to say. Heat flooded her and her hand dropped to his belt buckle. "I want you naked, too." She gave back as she opened it.

"Bedroom?" He suggested throatily and she simply nodded. Before she could rise, he scooped her up in his arms and carried her towards her bedroom. A dozen reasons for obligating to being treated like a helpless female and being carried as if she was not able of simply walking were flooding her mind in an instant. And soon vanished as she simply ignored them. Temperance Brennan angled her head to press a kiss to her partner's throat.

What was it about that man that made her feel so….. out of control? The scientist realised that she was not in charge anymore, at least not completely… and that was something she was not used to at all.

Every time when she had been on the verge of really letting go before in her life, she'd caught herself in time, managed not to hand herself over to the man she was with. Managed not to take the risk. Never before had she lost control so completely, she simply had not allowed it to happen. On the other hand, she was pretty sure no man before had ever been so tempting and skilled at making her lose control like her partner Seeley Booth. Maybe, she thought, it was the fact that she loved him and trusted him. She had trusted him with her life, with her heart… and now she trusted him with her body. She handed herself over as she had never done before, as she had never wanted or dared before. But he had all her trust….and Temperance Brennan was pretty sure that defying the laws of physics required a healthy portion of trust.

His deep, passionate kiss as he lowered her on her bed made her feel both weak and strong at the same time, although that was something that shouldn't be possible…. But the fact that while undressing and touching each other he was panting and moaning just like herself showed her that there was balance. The balance she'd been unconsciously seeking all her life. She could make him lose his control, too. Content with that knowledge, she let him take the lead. For now.

An hour later she was panting heavily, having just had an orgasm of epic proportions. And not the first one in that hour, either. He had teased her with his tongue at first, stroking, tasting and suddenly plunging deeply until her climax had swept over her, so surprisingly fast it had left her numb for a few moments.

When she had been able to gather her wits enough, she had been intent on returning the favour, but she had barely spent a few minutes stroking and licking him, when he had simply dragged her on top of him. "We don't want the fun to be over so soon, huh?" He had asked her and kissed her deeply.

Then his fingers had stroked her, explored her and nearly sent her to another climax, but he had stopped an instant before she had found relief. Her mumbled protests had made him grin a little, but then he had been serious again. "Do we need a condom?" He had asked. "I'm on birth control. And I trust you, Booth."

Her answer had been all he had needed to hear, before finally burying himself in her. And soon everything around them had just faded away from them, until there was only them, moving together, kissing, moaning and finally reaching what they both had been craving:

Defying the laws of physics.

Minutes later, she found the power to lift her head. "That was…. Incredible." Her voice was hoarse and she was still somewhat shocked. She had had orgasms before, of course. But….never before had she been able to let go so completely.

She looked at the man lying beside her, who had a lazy and satisfied smile on his face. "Yes." He simply said and reached over to stroke her bare stomach.

"Booth?" She asked after a few moments of silence. "Hm?" He made. "Is it … always going to be like that?" She asked curiously.

He had to chuckle. Trust Bones to ask questions right after having wonderful, passionate sex. "No." He answered after a moment of consideration.

"No?" Brennan frowned, disappointment in her voice.

"Better." He grinned at her. "After all, practise makes perfect, right?"

"So you say this was…. not good?" She stared at him, a little anxious. After all, she had experience regarding sex, but not regarding the emotions that clearly had been involved for both of them.

"Temperance." He smiled gently at her. "You are wonderful and this was incredible. I just want an excuse to repeat it as often as possible." He winked at her. "Now come here." He motioned for her to move near and embraced her, held her near….And the partners were content with simply enjoying each others nearness and the fact that they were both deliciously spent. The case could wait a few hours.

So, what do you say? Did you like it? As I said, there was sex, but I didn't want to describe every little detail of every little movement. That's just not what I want to write… and not what I want to read most of the time, either. So, I hope you are okay with my take on smut. Please let me know!!! I love reviews!