Thank you to mrsvartan07. You guys are in for some wet fun. Bad pun, sorry...this is the follow up to Q, enjoy :D
Resolving in the rain
"We've been driving for half hour, Booth, where are you taking me?" Brennan whined with what little dignity she had left as the disgruntled man in the drivers seat continued to ignore her growing level of unanswered questions.
He muttered something and made the choice to pull over at a deserted strip of dusty roadside. The sun had already set and now darkness was beginning to shroud itself over the outskirts of Washington, a fine variation of stars scattered widely across the tinged blue night sky.
Booth could feel the moisture in the air and knew they were in for Spring drenching, the rain slowly easing out of the clouds and descending onto the car bonnet and windshield.
Perfect. He thought with a smile and hauled his entire body out of the vehicle and into the outdoor scenery.
He stretched his arms comfortably above his head and casually made his way to passenger side, where Brennan sat completely pissed and unmoved in her seat.
Booth opened the door and gestured for her to get out. She flared her eyes at him icily before folding her arms across her chest.
"Get out of the car." Booth ordered her calmly, ducking his head so that her face was level with his.
"No." She smirked sarcastically and held her ground stubbornly in place. Booth grinned back, mocking her attempt to belittle and undermine his presence. If that was the way she was going to play it, then he was goddamn game for anything she threw back at him.
Leaning his head in so that their noses were almost touching, Booth leered over Brennan with a no-shit-taking look in his eyes.
"Either you get out of the fucking car, or I'll make it so you can never sit down on that sweet little ass again," He whispered boldly, loving the way her breath hitched in her throat and her pale little cobalt eyes of wondrous proportion darkened dramatically. "now get out of the goddamn car."
Staring incredulously at Booth, Brennan unbuckled her seat bet and jumped right in front of the tall man standing amongst the growing downpour of rain.
"How dare you talk to me like that, Booth! I needn't mention how unbelievably ill-advised your attempt to remove me from the car was, but do you actually think you can speak to me like I'm a piece of shit and get away with it??" Brennan was toe to toe with Booth and if the scowl on her face was anything to go by, then she was about ready to lynch the FBI Agent right about now.
"You know what? I was thinking exactly the same thing a week earlier, when you started yelling at me in the middle of the Bureau parking lot, almost having a fit because you couldn't have your own way. And what did I do to deserve it, you ask? Well that's the reason why we're here today. To get some answers." Booth probed right back and towered over her body, which was literally vibrating from the anger bubbling up inside her.
"I have no idea what you're talking about." Her eyes scolded right back against his in a raw heat between their forms. They were getting soaked by the falling liquid around them, however nothing seemed to matter as significantly when rage was overcoming their emotions and bodies.
"Yes you do," He pressed again, this time actually placing a pair of calming hands on her shoulders. Brennan softened ever so slightly under his touch. "tell me, Temperance. What is it that's making you angry?"
He was giving that same look he aways gave to a psychotic suspect, just as the sicko was about to crack and confess to everything.
Wrenching his hands away, she pushed Booth back against the slippery car bonnet, his legs making full contact with the bumper as he landed backwards, leaning up on his elbows.
She stepped in between his legs and placed her hands on either side of his bent arms. Her mouth was just a whisper away from his ear when she spoke.
"You want to know what's been fucking making me angry? What, are you so blind as to not have noticed how irritable I am when I come in to work, day after day, untouched? Unsatisfied? That when men approach me for sex, I have to turn them away...the fact that I do not feel obligated to do this, I just can't stand settling for second best," Her eyes were narrowed and accusative, even though he was basically numb with shock and unable to say anything at that moment in time. She continued. "I wake up feeling empty and unfulfilled on a regular basis now, I have learned to live with that realism alone, which in return makes me furious and frustrated. It feels unjustified and certainly not pleasing to particular aspects of a personal relationship," She moved her hands to his arms and took a moment to register the taut biceps underneath his shirt and jacket. He felt warm but at the same time wet and hard.
"Hunger is a powerful thing, especially if you crave the most prohibited and delicious goddamn thing on this very Earth. Do you know how it feels to be deprived of your most aching desire, never being able to taste," She licked his earlobe and sucked it into her mouth."to feel," She stroked her fingers along his thigh before lazily tucking her hand under his bulge. He groaned shakily. "but most of all...to have. If you have no experience or recollection of this specific need, then you are definitely not in any position to ask why I am angry. Once you've lived a day in the life of sexless, choleric mood swinging torment, then maybe you'll get your answer."
Brennan shoved against his chest and made to move away from him.
Through the haze and stupefaction, Booth managed to latch his hand expertly around her wrist and yank her back to him. Turning over so that she was now laying across the hood, Booth slanted his rock hard body over hers, her legs angled on either side of his hips. Brennan gasped lightly when she felt the evidence of an erection hit her center and rub delectably over her heat. Bracing himself between her legs, Booth did the unthinkable and slammed his sex against hers, her cry punctuating the air and making him giddy with desire. Brennan retaliated by rolling her hips enticingly over his bulge and locking her thighs around his waist. Booth shuddered and kept full eye contact with the woman beneath him, his dark hooded eyes making hers widen in result.
"I do know what it's like," He whispered earnestly to her face, watching as her breathing became more shallow and her plump lips parted invitingly, her tongue needing to moisten away her parchment and calm her arousal. "Me of all people should know how bitter it feels to not be able to have and love what is most important to them. It kills me not being able to touch you in the way I need to, or to hold you for long hours without needing an excuse or reason," He stroked her face tenderly and bent his head down so that their foreheads connected and eyes glistened in joint understanding. "It breaks my heart knowing you're not mine. I suffer more on the inside than outside, although about every single little fucking thing you do turns me on to no end. And I know you know how frustrating it is to try and douse the flames with something shit compared to the real thing. I understand your anger...so why are you taking it out on me?" The irritation returned to his brown inferno orbs, creating a crackling tension in the air as he waited for her answer.
"I-I blame you...for drawing a line all those years ago...I didn't even get a say," She replied shyly and for the first time in a week she looked apologetic.
Then the past caught up with her brain and she wondered why she was sorry. It was his fault. He had made it abundantly clear he didn't want her, and now he was still asking why she was incriminating him for his problems. "But now I do. And I'm saying you're a complete asshole for putting us through all sleepless nights and wasted opportunities. Which begs me to question...should I waste my breath?"
Booth's heart momentarily stopped. No. NO!
"Bones?" His eyes bored devastatingly into hers, his eyebrows scrunched and face fallen heart brokenly. He looked like his puppy had just been run over and he was trying not to allow weakness fall from his eyes in the shape of sad, warm tears. "Please, Bones...Temperance. I'm so sorry...I was an asshole, a big asshole, but you've got to understand how I just wanted to protect you, protect us-"
"Protect us from each other?" A lone tear ran down her cheek slowly and others threatened to fall alongside the pelting rain that stained her beautiful features. Booth reached his hand up and wiped away any remnants of the tears around her eyes, before gently lowering his lips to each of her cheeks and kissing her softly.
"I was scared of hurting you...our partnership is the most sacred thing I keep close to my heart, and next to Parker, you are the one person I couldn't live without."
"I decided I would keep my distance and have the next best thing; a life with you in it, just not together, which I know is the cowards way out," He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, preparing himself for the next sentence he said. "If we don't give things a try, then I know we'll both regret it for the rest of our lives. I need you, Bones...and I'm not afraid to say it anymore. I'm not scared to tell you how hopelessly in love I am with you now, because without you I'd be nothing. Please give me another chance, Temperance." He waited anxiously for her response, his heart balancing on a trapeze and eyes full of pleading sorrow.
It was a couple of seconds before she answered.
"You better make it up to me." She said with a warm smile and deep blue, shining eyes. Booth's heart rocketed in one fatal swoop and he found himself embracing her tightly, clutching her body firmly to his in case she changed her mind.
"Oh Bones!" He peppered her neck with joyful, breathless kisses. "I'll let it serve as my one life purpose to make it up to you for the rest of my days on this Earth," He took her face into his hands and finally kissed her lips, the most wonderful feeling of happiness attacking his senses and intoxicating his lungs. "I promise."
Brennan felt dizzy as the mix of emotions danced around her and made her deliriously happy against his lips. Any doubt was replaced by love and trust in that very moment, his hand meeting hers mid between their deep mouth exploration.
"Booth." She moaned as they paused for breath and Booth tilted his head, once again, on top of hers.
"Yeah baby?" Nothing could have made this day anything less than perfect in his opinion. He was literally high on bliss as he continued to kiss her neck with every ounce of love and emotion he could muster up with his lips. Brennan proceeded to talk through her aroused moans and gasps.
"Now..."
Booth tended to the skin by her ear and nuzzled her tenderly. "Now, what?"
She licked her lips and groaned in approval as he found the sensitive bit next to her pulse point.
"Now...I need you now."
Booth froze his ministrations and looked up at her seriously, a dark tint of lust shadowing over his face and igniting in his eyes.
"Are you sure?"
She bit her lip bashfully and nodded her head. "Yes."
That's all he needed. Like a quenched man to water, Booth lapped up her goodness with a desire fueled engine in place with his pounding libido. Tasting her was so much better than he'd fantasized of...her sweetness ten times more glorious and essence the most delicate, most tastiest thing to hit his lips.
She whimpered his name and clawed at his damp button up shirt, eager to feel the well chiseled and structured art sculpture that was Booth's chest.
Pulling apart his top half clothing, Brennan ran her hands throughly over the impressive planes of his pecs, still warm from the heat of his clothing. Booth felt the cold drizzled water hit his body and hissed, holding her body as close to his as possible and relishing the feel of her small, petite frame.
Pulling off her shirt, Booth stifled a groan as the view of her gorgeous breasts and toned stomach came into view. She was wearing a tasteful back bra that encased her generous molds perfectly, however they still seemed to be the most provocative and alluring piece of underwear he'd ever seen. The erotic silk felt marvelous under his fingers, but he wanted it off her.
Unclasping the back of her garment, Booth nudged the rest of it away with his nose and set to work on the wet contours of her pebbly peaks. She cried as he nipped her playfully up the side of her left breast and swirled his tongue languidly over the small bud of her nipple.
"Beautiful." He muttered and repeated the pleasurable nurturance onto the other round creamy orb. She stroked his hair in encouragement, while her breathless utterances egged him on.
"Booth, I want you inside of me..." He kissed the nub once more and began undoing her jeans, the drenched material making it hard to slip her slender legs out. When he awkwardly managed to pull her free, Brennan wrapped both legs around his torso and Booth hoisted her up the car bonnet.
Reaching for his belt buckle, she crept her hand up the 'cocky' metal piece and yanked the material through it's loops. Purring delightedly, Brennan pushed the damp trousers down with her feet, along with his wet boxers. His cock immediately bobbed into sight and she took the time to feel and admire the well endowed length and thickness of his arousal. Booth let a guttural growl fall from his mouth before ripping the flimsy piece of underwear away from her center and grounding his sex into her hand.
"Ready?" His husky voice sent shivers down her spine and she nodded her agreement.
Positioning himself in front of her entrance, Booth slid himself fully inside of her burning heat, her slick walls accommodating his cock welcomely and enveloping him completely in her wet, hot core.
"Ah!" She moaned with a knowingly smile. She knew he would fit perfectly inside of her. Like a glove...
They began to rock at a pleasing rhythm, her hands holding on at the back of his neck while her ass lightly slapped the hood in time with his thrusts. She hung her head back in ecstasy, her mouth open as the invigorating rain refreshed and cleansed her senses, adding to the raw feel of this encounter.
Seeing her neck exposed, Booth took the time to lick the small droplets that fell past her her throat and onto her collarbone. She sighed and dug her nails in harder, provoking him to go faster and pound deeper into her fluttering internal fire.
Booth didn't know how much more he could take; the contrast of her delicious heat and the brisk moisture cascading down his back making the coil inside his stomach enrapture him further into the delirious pressure. He could feel his climax approaching and doubled his efforts to get her to come first.
"Booth!" His upward strokes made her bounce up and down on the car, the building pleasure in her core almost unbearable as she felt her walls tighten and the absolutely unbelievable sensations unleash in her body.
She cried and shuddered around him, wave after wave of indescribable orgasms shaking her body as she held onto with a vice like grip.
Seeing her come apart made his arousal soar and his release soon followed. The warm spurts of semen shot through her center and splintered his cock with a mixture of pleasure and love, his loud cry of her name slicing through the air and warming the cockles of her heart as they both came down from their highs.
They panted for a long while, enjoying the erogenous friction of their warm bodies wrapped around one another while the rain bulleted onto them.
Time had stood still while the two had coupled together, the spell of their lustful time together wearing off slightly as reality settled in.
"Can we go somewhere warm? We could catch pneumonia out here amongst the cold and rain." Her logical tone of voice made him laugh and he kissed her damp forehead.
"Sure."
The two scavenged up their soaked particles of clothing and flung them into the front of the car. Booth got the blankets out of the boot of the SUV and arranged a soft bedding for the two to lay on in the back and they immediately snuggled into each others embrace.
Brushing a damp curl away from her cheek, he smiled and placed a kiss on her lips. Never again would he be so foolish as to draw a line which prevented the happiness of him and his most cherished belonging of all.
His Bones.
Sorry if I went too sappy on you...I bet you were wondering when the wild, crazy sex would come in- hope I didn't disappoint :)
Still taking suggestions for S...Reviews would make my day :D
