Remember that follow up for 'J'? Hot scene in the car ring any bells?
Well here it is...consider it Booth's payback.
Thank you to Lizziebrewster and m3llowgirl for suggestions (I'm saving observatory for another story)
Disclaimer: Do not own.
Oral in the office
"Booth...what are you doing?" Brennan gasped and clutched the desk in front of her, almost scratching the fine elm coating that suffocated beneath her vice like grip. Her breathing failed her as she felt a pair of warm hands ghost up her thighs, smoothing and stroking the skin that lay concealed beneath her pencil skirt. Brennan bit her lip, containing the needy moan that was certain to escape her mouth, when he pressed himself fully against her rear.
"You need to relax, Bones." He whispered huskily in her ear as he clasped hold of her ass and cupped the round, soft cheeks that cradled his erection.
Brennan's breath hitched and she sank against his body, enjoying the feel of his skillful fingers kneading her flesh and arousing her body.
"Is this...to pay back for what I- oh god- did in the car?" She grounded her backside into his large hands, encouraging him to continue the torturous, yet so delicious pleasure.
"Not just that, Bones," Without warning, Booth picked Brennan up by her hips and slammed her onto the desk, making sure that she lay on her back facing up at him. She squealed and stared wide eyed at him as he navigated himself between her legs. "but for all those times you managed to work me up, just to satisfy that niggling little voice in your head that begs you to tease and boil my blood. Well guess what Temperance?" Booth lent in so that his mouth lay just inches from her ear. "You do boil my blood, just not in the way you wanted to. You think your little 'games' make me angry? You think that you've succeeded in pissing off some bad ass FBI Agent?"Brennan shivered as his tongue made contact with her neck and slowly made it's way back to the side of her head. "Baby, all you've done is turn me on." Booth bit purposely down on her ear, drawing a surprised cry out of Brennan's breathless mouth. She reached for him, but he anticipated her grasp and stepped out of her legs.
"Booth!" She complained frustratingly and glared hungrily at his smug face and very tented pants. Booth chuckled under her intense orbs and licked his lips, noticing how her eyes followed the path of his tongue as it darted back in his mouth.
She looked as though she might devour him.
"Doesn't feel good to be teased, eh Bones? Doesn't satisfy the hunger deep inside your core, or the ache that pounds through your panties, does it?" His taunts were doing nothing to calm her libido, as she was torn between simply kneeing him in the crotch or fucking him in the exact same spot, until that self-satisfied grin of his had been wiped clear off.
Grabbing her thighs again, Booth began to play with the ivory contours of skin that lay there, inflicting erogenous streaks of desire right through her center.
"Tell me, Temperance, are you in the mood for a game?" He smirked cunningly, relishing the look of pure irritation flashing threateningly across Brennan's face. Bingo baby.
"I'm in the mood for getting a hard fuck from you." She retaliated, no humor in the sexy half smile she gave to spite him.
Instead of reacting to her dirty remark, Booth simply brushed it off and mirrored her grin, irking her already pissed off demeanor to no end.
"As I was saying, the game of play is called, 'Booth is the boss', which needs two players in order to work, so," Booth gave her a fake sympathetic shrug. "looks like you're gonna have to play, Bones."
Hooking her leg around his, Brennan kicked the back of his knee so that he was forced to bend down in front of her.
"Bite me." She said with a twisted smile and ravenous predator look in her eye. Booth grinned wider.
"That is actually one of the fundamental rules of the game. Now unless you're going to be a willing participant, I'm afraid I will have to give you your first warning of the competition. Are you prepared to take part?"
"Do we have to play one of your juvenile games, Booth? Wouldn't you prefer to just take me now and satisfy both of our urges?" She ran a playful foot up his leg, purposely brushing the bulge under his layers of pants. He groaned and halted her actions.
"You have just violated one of the major rules. Do not touch the boss, unless he says you can. Looks like I'm gonna have to punish you."
Booth yanked her skirt down those long slender legs and threw it to the floor, where paper and files had already littered messily when Booth had launched his one man attack on her body.
She gasped as he roughly relinquished her of her soaked panties and stepped between her legs once more.
"Now, what am I going to do with you? Obviously I can't trust you to behave, so what will serve as a reasonable penalty for your disobedience?" He pretended to think, running his hand like a feather up her thigh, pinching the skin lightly until it quivered. "I suppose I could just get it over and done with and fuck you on the desk right now."
Brennan seemed to like this idea very much and placed a hand sultrily on the zipper of his pants, lowering it softly and tracing a finger over the button. Booth stared blankly down at her, his mind wrestling with the thought of just simply diving into the beautiful woman offering herself on the table below, or to fall through with his plan to the end.
"Booth?" Her small smile and fluttering eyelashes brought him back to reality, the view of her half naked body on the desk making him feel foolish for even starting this stupid game.
But he had to finish it.
Leaning above her body, Booth watched as Brennan's eyes lit up in delight and her mouth curved into a victorious grin. She thought she had won.
Wearing that sexy smile of his, Booth hovered so that she lay only an inch below his hardened form. "Would you like that, baby? Do you want me to thrust deep inside of you, so that all you can feel is my cock slamming into your tight, wet core?"
Brennan moaned and threaded her fingers through his short spikes of hair.
"Mmm...oh yes, Booth."
Booth grinned and placed both his hands on her naked hips.
"Close your eyes then." He whispered and dragged her bottom lip slowly between his teeth. Brennan immediately complied and shut away her darkened blue orbs, waiting excitedly for her 'punishment' to begin.
Seeing that both eyes were firmly sealed, Booth quietly cascaded down her midriff, making sure to keep his hands planted on her hips while making his way to her most intimate area.
His cock throbbed as he hungrily drank in the sight of her neatly trimmed sex, wet and beautiful, just for him. He knew he had to stay in control some how though, so he quickly averted his gaze to something else in the room.
His handcuffs.
The silver rings that hung enticingly from their chains gave him a brilliant idea of how to delectably torture that smokin body of hers.
Pulling the objects of question from his pocket, Booth quickly slung them around her wrists and snapped them shut before she could react.
"Booth!" Her eyes shot wide open, the fires of her desire still burning brightly in the heinous light of her fury. Her hands instantly began to struggle against the restraints, the stainless steel pieces of metal holding tightly just as their job required them to do. Why do they always try and escape? Booth thought shamelessly while watching the angry woman combat with her arms in the air. For a prisoner, she was insanely sexy...
"Unlock these now." It wasn't a question at all, more like a threat to kick his ass if he didn't abide her warning. Booth could see the look of utter of dismay across her face, but still he chose to continue his battle to the death (and he did mean 'to the death').
"No," He crouched down to the floor, kneeling in front of her horizontal position with his head between her legs. Brennan's eyes glazed over, but she still remained uncooperative to her stance on the desk. "I told you once, now it looks as though I have to tell you again. Now, unless I tell you you can touch me, it's out of the question. You refuse to follow these terms and you get punished. Simple, except you still try and undermine my authority. Well guess what?" He growled and took one leisurely lick of her moist center, groaning as her unique essence made his taste buds salute. "Paybacks a bitch, Bones."
Brennan cried out mercifully as Booth began to wonderfully attack her sex, his famished mouth sucking, licking and nibbling at the exposed folds on offer to feast on.
"Booth..oh, oh god...." She tried to lift her hips in rhythm of his ministrations, however was forced down by those strong hands as a way of torturing her further. She gritted her teeth and panted as she tried reaching for something to hold onto, her cuffed hands finding it difficult to do anything but weigh above her head.
Booth could feel her climax building higher, he could feel her muscles clenching around his tongue as he thrust it inside her core and drew a feral sound of approval from her mouth.
Just as she was about to shatter and come hard and fast against his mouth, he stopped and pulled himself away.
"Dammit Booth!" She sighed disappointedly when he retreated from his task and watched her squirm in front of him. She looked at him as though she hated his guts right the way through, but he knew it was far from that.
"You want to come?" He whispered plainly, trying not to make it sound sexual, but forceful when he returned to his 'in charge' persona.
"I think it's obvious what I want, however I doubt you'll give it to me..." She said spitefully and kicked his shoulder with the back of her foot.
"I'm feeling in a giving mood, but you'll have to be more specific, baby." He knew he was pushing it with the 'baby' comment, but he was so deep in this shit right now that he could afford to fall a little further.
She glared at him and muttered something under her breath.
"What was that?"
"Ugh! I said I want you to fuck me! Okay? I want you to make me scream until security thinks I'm being abducted!! I want you, for God sake!"
The last bit came out as a slight plead and Brennan knew she'd be mortified later on, but right now she just wanted her partner inside of her fast and in the next minute.
A slow smirk graced his face as Booth lowered his trousers and let his boxers fall to his feet. Without a word, he positioned himself at her entrance.
"All you had to do was ask..." Booth's taunt was cut off by a throaty grunt as she wrapped her free legs around his waist and pushed him in all the way. Brennan made a sort of a cat-like noise, something which Booth found incredibly sexy, and he hammered into her without a second thought.
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Brushing aside all argument, they joined together and fell together, each moaning one others name in a relieved chorus of pleasure.
Booth made a mental note never to handcuff and tease his girlfriend again, because as he predicted, she did kick his ass for it in the end.
Not that he minded much.
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