J...I promised I'd get to K by Friday- so you lucky people get one today AND tonight! Yay?

Idea from sparra-music, thank you for the title :)

Jostled in the Jam

"Bones...what are you doing?!" A sound that resembled pretty much a squeak, shot out of the FBI Agent's mouth before he could stop it. He didn't even recognize the involuntary noise that had escaped his throat, until he looked down to the sight below him. Then he knew all too very well what that sound was...

"Bones!" He did it again and tried to maneuver his hips as far away from her talented hands as possible.

"What? It's not like anybody can see us, Booth." She smiled naughtily across at him before continuing to stroke him through his pants. He groaned as her ministrations made it almost painful for him to be sitting down.

"Now is not the time, nor place, Bones." He hissed through gritted teeth, while she toyed with the material covering his tightly compacted bulge. She could see the discomfort on his face and decided to make things easier for him. With a playful glint in her eye, Brennan began discreetly lowering the zipper leading to his most erogenous zone.

Booth's eyes lunged open.

"Bonesss." He whispered pleadingly, as her hand made blissful contact with his rock hard manhood. "Please, Bones...we're...ah, oh god...I'm driving."

She gave him one strong pump before brushing her hand slowly up his shaft. She could be very sadistic when she wanted to be.

"You are driving, correct, however that doesn't mean we can't enjoy ourselves to pass the time. And it doesn't look like we will be proceeding anywhere, anytime soon." Brennan indicated to the gradually moving traffic that was bustling outside on the road. They had been unfortunate to get caught up in the jam after returning from their trip to the crime scene, nevertheless it looked as if Brennan was making the best of the time spent waiting for cars to drive past.

"You're going to kill me, Bones. Do you have to do that while I- oh fuck!" He bucked into the hand stroking him and let out a frustrated grunt. He knew how much shit they'd get into if caught in this situation, but it seemed Brennan was willing to take the chance of crashing the car and getting their heads chewed off by FBI officials.

"Well it pleases me to see you react to my hand fondling. It's both gratifying to watch, and as I'm sure you're aware, receive as well, however I am more concerned about taking care of your needs right now. Perhaps you could return the favor tonight..." She added with a sultry grin and gripped him harder. Booth groaned and tried to catch his breath as her words and touch sent a bolt of arousal straight through his body. He lent his head back against the head rest of his seat and enjoyed the tingling sensations that centered in his happy cock.

"Oh...do more than return it...I'll make it so you can't walk straight for a week..." He gasped and clutched the steering wheel until his knuckles were white from the iron grip he had on it.

"Mmm, you talk a lot, but I can assure you, you're only prolonging the release of your orgasm Booth." She breathed sexily, before biting down on his lobe and swirling her tongue along the outer shell of his ear. Booth moaned and turned his head to give her a deep kiss on her lips.

He was fast approaching his climax, but wanted nothing more than to let her hand ride him all day long.

"Just let go, Booth...I want to see you come hard."

That's all it took before he unraveled in her hand and unloaded his fill. He let out a strangled cry of ecstasy as he felt her give him one last firm tug to his shaft and let the pleasure course through his body.

He was truly in heaven, panting her name over and over again while she beamed down, very satisfied with the results of the hand job.

"Did you enjoy that, Booth?" She purred seductively and kissed the sated man that lay slumped in his seat.

"You could say that. Jeez, give a guy some warning before you...you know." He was trying to scold her, however he couldn't help the grateful look that crossed his face as he lovingly stroked her hair behind her ear. "Thanks for that, Bones. That was the best hand job I've ever had...but if you ever do it again, while we're at work and I'm driving, I'll make you pay. Understand?"

"Yes, I do understand. Will you be making me pay tonight at mine? Because I feel it would be appropriate considering what a bad girl I've been..."

That last bit made his ears prick up. He gave her an incredulous side look. God, if she kept talking like that, he might just say heck to it, park in some non-designated area and return the favor right there and then.

"You better believe it, so keep your hands to yourself for now, or else I might just have to pull up and punish you right now."

Hearing her breath hitch, Booth smiled to himself and turned left at the junction, where he'd be safely back at the lab away from her excited grasp.

He was in for some night if it meant telling Brennan off in one of the greatest ways imaginable....


Hope you enjoyed this little taster...I may write a companion piece to this one so Brennan can have her favor returned. It's up to you though :)

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