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This is C written and ready, because I felt a little guilty for not posting sooner. Thank you to all the reviewers- let's face it, you're awesome- and VERY kind in reviews. -Dr M

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'Cocky' on the couch

"Bones...oh god!" He tried to maneuver his body away from her, fighting hard in a losing battle to escape her tempting body. He failed miserably as she caught him on the edge of the couch and crawled onto Booth on all fours. He attempted to lift her off, realizing that she had anticipated that and placed a knee between his already throbbing thighs. He hissed inwardly, finding the little proximity betwixt them very stimulating indeed. Just bad timing....

"We can't do this here, Bones. It's the middle of the day, someone might see..." His words were caught in his throat as she grounded her sex against his own, sending all the right signals down to his very excited member. He cried out his approval, managing only a strangled grunt to define his pleasure.

He had his eyes closed when she finally got off him. He sighed. Not sure whether he was relieved or disappointed to not have her sweet legs wrapped around his waist.

When his eyes opened, he found Brennan staring down at him, an amused expression caught on her curled lips.

"Maybe you're right Booth...someone might see." She went over to the door and grabbed the handle. Oh thank god. Maybe he could get on with some work, after all, that's what the FBI provided him with an office with. To DO work...not your gorgeous partner.

Any hopes of her leaving were turned to ashes at that point, as the click of a lock snapped him out of his reveries. Shit. Was the only word he could think of as Brennan turned around with what could have only been the sexiest, most feline grin he had ever seen.

"So lets make this as quick as possible. Okay Booth?" Her seductive tone was like warm dripping honey, slowly oozing into his already drooling mouth. Quick. He could do quick. In his office. Let's send a little prayer up to God, in hope that the bureau has thick walls...

As Brennan began sashaying her hips towards Booth, he felt his mouth go dry and erection harden. Just a woman. She's just a woman.... Except she wasn't just a woman. She was his woman, and right now, she was asking him to take her right there, on the goddamn couch. A couch that will be immediately preserved and bronzed after today.

"Booth..." She purred in a taunting way. She batted her eyelashes down at the straining man that lay awed on the couch below. She placed both hands beside his head, offering herself down to his hungry eyes. His pupils were dilated and almost black when he examined her heaving chest. No fucking bra. He could only lick his lips in parchment as his discovery, as well as his member, convinced him that a little stress relieving could be a good thing. A little break never hurt anyone.

"What are you wearing under that skirt?" He asked huskily as he gripped her hips and pulled her down to his lap. She gasped in delight as his hands began to wonder past the forbidden zones.

"Ha, wouldn't you like to know?" She was playing with him. It turned him on even more to know that she was willing to get caught in this situation, if it meant that they could have a quick tumble on the couch. They've already done it on her desk...

"Yes, I would." He growled, as he began yanking down her skirt in a hurry to see what he most desired. He almost blew a fuse when her hands stilled his.

"It's evoking to see that you're keen to get me naked, Booth, however I must disappoint you" She leaned down so her mouth was just a whisper away from his ear. "...there's nothing on under this skirt."

If words could kill, Booth would have had a stroke then. He recovered quickly. "And you thought you'd just get away with that?" He licked the outline of her earlobe, receiving a dazed hum from Brennan, who was very much enjoying her new Booth toy mechanism.

"Ah....oh, yes." She breathed in exhilaration as his hands edged closer up her shirt, right up to the pointed peaks that had formed under his touch. "I-I thought I would pay you a visit....and didn't think their use would be necessary. Oh...Are you going to punish me?"

"Damn straight." He attacked her lips in uninhibited passion, quickly darting in his tongue out to meet hers in a fiery heat of want. She moaned and complied immediately, tilting her head to get better access to his delicious mouth. She just couldn't get enough. Twice that week they had ended up sweaty and gloriously naked in the back of the SUV. He had the carpet burns to prove it. And Bren had quite literally 'blown' Booth's socks off against the cold bathroom tiles the other day. She had the sore knees to tend to afterwards. But boy, was it worth it...

Brennan had removed both Booth's shirt and belt and was now working on the pants, when the dreaded sound of his beeping cell phone flooded the office.

"Fuck!" Booth grumbled loudly, when he reached for his phone on the coffee table.

"Booth." He said calmly, giving Brennan an apologetic look as she lay waiting to open her prize. She smiled, but it was the sort of wicked smile that could only mean one thing. You're screwed. Because hell if he didn't know it, her 'fuck me' smiles never ceased to send an involuntary shiver down his back.

"Hello Sir. No just doing the reports you sent." He was trying to maintain a calm conversation, all the while trying to shift his arousal away from her frisky fingers. He really didn't need sex noises traveling down the phone line to his boss.

"No, no. They'll be dddone....by morning." Booth stammered in his best professional voice. He could feel the zipper being lowered on his pants, just as it was his turn to speak.

"What? Oh yeah, that's fine" Brennan pulled his sanity in the shape of some now very tight trousers down his legs, taking time to 'accidentally' brush his fully alert cock. "good, well I look forward to tomorrow then. No problem at all. Bye Sir." He couldn't have hung up faster, when she reached inside and stroked him.

"Oh god Bones. Do you know how fucked I would've been if Cullen had heard us?" He panted, as he bucked hips into her grasping palms. She grinned and withdrew her hands, his disapproving grunt turning her on to no end.

"Not nearly as fucked as you're gonna be." His eyes widened and then gleamed with what could only be primal instinct. He flipped them over, so that a very aroused Brennan was underneath him. She squealed in surprise as he ripped open her shirt with one hand, while the other pealed her skirt down her smooth, mile-long legs. Well...she was right about the underwear thing. She lay face up, hair fanned out and completely naked under his raging body. Oh baby. He could have cried.

"Me fucked? Oh no....I believe that will be you" He dragged his pants and boxers all the way down, his almost combust cock hovering just an inch above her haven. "and you're gonna enjoy every" He kissed her lips. "single" kiss. "bit of it." he bit her lip and sank slowly into her, savoring every feeling and tremor he received from her deliriously aching body.

"OH! Fuck Booth!" Brennan cried hoarsely.

She gripped his strong shoulders while Booth automatically hit her g-spot. Not a single area of her insides was unsatisfied.

Since she had requested a fast number, Booth began the enjoyable task of making Dr Temperance Brennan scream out while he relentlessly hammered into her core, sending waves upon waves of warm trembles and spasms. She wondered whether her orgasm had been and gone, because although she felt the rising in belly begin to wrack against the delicious fucking, she was in so much pleasurable ecstasy that it was hard to tell what was up or down.

She could tell he was nearing his own fate, from his short gasps and quickening pace.

"OH god.....Booth, I think I'm gonna...." She didn't complete her sentence, because that's when she exploded into a million pieces.

"BOOTH!!" She cried and began to feel him shaking from the aftermaths of his own joyous peak.

"Jesus..Bones.." He breathed in disbelief, as the wondrous feeling of climax began to wear off.

"Mmm..." She snuggled against his beating chest, a fully satisfied smile plastered across her beautiful features. She was never letting Booth leave her bed again. Not unless it was for coffee or more condoms. It was unbelievable really. Never had she felt so amazing and sexy in all her life.

"That was amazing." He kissed the top of her head and shifted so that she was on top again. She hugged his body with as much strength as she could muster. Booth chuckled, the vibrations rumbling on his well defined torso.

"Ready for round 2 I see..." He grinned down at their tightly joined bodies. She felt incredible against bare flesh.

"Really?" She looked excitedly up at him, that wicked gleam back in her eyes. His eyes widened once again and he gulped. She was up and ready again? Wow...he was a real lucky guy...


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