Please do not hate me. I know I said I would update last night, however...
I have the most fantastic news. My roommate gave birth last night!!! I couldn't believe it, she wasn't due for another couple of weeks, but around 6pm she started getting pains in her stomach so I drove her to the hospital.
6 pounds, 8 ounces. The most tiniest, beautiful thing I've ever laid eyes on :)
My roommate's about eight years older than me, but we still get along just great- even with little baby Rena taking space in our house now.
I hope you'll forgive me for the delay, but I'm so stoked she gave birth to a healthy little girl.
Anyway...
Thanks to smackedfan454 and EmmyMayy...(if it wasn't for them, you wouldn't have a chapter :))
Victory in the valley
"Wait, what do you mean you won? I clearly got more date offers than you, Booth." Brennan scoffed, attempting to remove her sore foot from the confines of her black stiletto.
"Ah, that's where your logic fails you, Bones. I said who ever receives the most numbers would win our little bet, not the amount of times some guy decides to try his luck and score with the bride's best friend..." Booth smirked triumphantly and turned around to face her smugly. He had already discarded his tie and jacket and was now working a plain white button up shirt and pants. Brennan's eyes narrowed as she balanced on one foot to retrieve the other heel.
"I'll have you know that Peter seemed like a perfectly good suitor...when he was sober, however it didn't help that you were repetitively urging him to make advances towards me. Why would you do that?"
"Oh come on, Bones. The guy stood no chance anyway, so why not have a little fun?"
"Fun for you, not for me." She stood fixed to the spot, crossing her arms to show how unamused she was by the situation. Booth sighed and closed the distance between their bodies, stepping into her comfort zone and placing a soothing hand on her cheek.
Brennan froze breathlessly, trying to woo away any desire that was sure to seep through her panties any moment now. How could he make her so hot by just touching her?
"I wasn't worried you know, about some guy whisking you away. Do you know why?"
She shrugged. "Because none of the men at the reception would be able to meet my needs like you can?"
Booth laughed and stroked a loving finger across her cheek, swiping away a lone strand of hair that had escaped her tied up ringlets.
"Haha, no...well yeah, but also it's because I know you'd never betray me, or us," His hands wrapped around her hips, cradling her snugly against his body while his hands traveled lower. The gesture alone sent butterflies fluttering through her stomach. "And also, you're very high maintenance..."
Brennan punched him on the arm and Booth chuckled again. "In a good way."
"How is requiring-? Oh you were joking. You know it's not fair that I get called high maintenance when you're always making jokes that I can't even begin to comprehend as to why are funny." She pouted playfully and lent into his embrace, indulging in the richness of his scent as it enraptured her senses and made her skin tingle in the warmth of the glowering sun.
"Aw, you know you like it when I make you laugh at something that's not squinty or scientific. Besides, I love to hear you laugh." Booth's charming smile sent a whole lot of sensations down South for Brennan, who decided it was more than a little unfair for her to be the only one receiving these horny signals.
"I'll admit, when you're not being arrogant, smug or playing some weird wedding game, that I do enjoy your light hearted humor so very much, but I do prefer being entertained in other ways better..." Brennan flashed him a sexy smile, so sinful that Booth's heart stopped beating the minute that soft, little pink tongue of hers settled between her slightly parted mouth and slowly skimmed the upper and lower outline of her plump, tempting lips.
"And uh...what would that be?" Booth whispered huskily, bending his head down so that their mouths were almost touching.
She raised her eyebrow seductively before whispering against his lips.
"Being chased." She ducked out of his arms and began to run in the opposite direction they had came from, her short little dress riding up her thighs as she barefooted it across the chalky green pastures. It took Booth a couple of seconds to quit staring at her majestic body and to actually start motioning after her, his strong legs meaning he could catch up to her fast, smaller body in no time at all.
"Your so mine!" Booth's arms encircled her waist and spun her off her feet. Brennan let out a very uncharacteristic squeal and began laughing in delight as Booth hoisted her up his body and twirled her playfully in the air.
"Booth, you're making me dizzy!"
"Say it then, Bones. Say that I'm the greatest and you're lucky to have me."
"What? I'm not saying that. Obviously your logic has failed this time, because there is no possible way I'm inflating that ego of yours anymore than it already is." Her hands were perched on the top of his chest, her body resting against his while her head looked down at his, her eyes filled with clear amusement.
Booth thought she had never looked more beautiful, what with the sunlight emanating from behind her tussled locks like a halo and her deep blue eyes glistening with a glorious warmth.
"Ah come on, Bones...what can I do to make you change your mind?" His hot question bombarded her imagination with so many delicious scenarios, that Brennan almost didn't register being lowered back down to her feet.
"Hmm, well you could let me show you just how fun I can be." Her voice made his black dress pants none too comfy, but Booth could tell his discomfort would be short lived soon, if that hungry look in her eye was anything to go by.
"Would this include something to do with science or bones by any chance?"
"Not unless you're counting the bones I'm about to explore on you, Booth." Brennan teased the top button of his dress shirt, tracing the hole seams and dancing her fingers up and down the clasp.
Booth gulped and allowed her to undo button after button of endless shirt, somehow managing to keep his sanity in check even as her hand made contact with the warm, taut skin beneath.
"Bones." He hissed and drew her body closer to his, allowing his hands to do some exploring of their own as Brennan continued to knead the toned muscles of his upper torso.
"I appreciate the strong build of your body, Booth; how it feels beneath my fingers, how it tastes..." Booth's eyes snapped open as he felt the warm texture of her tongue dipping out to trace the outline of his pecs, sampling the naturally fine taste of his musky skin.
"Are you sure we should be doing this? Someone might find out we're gone and come looking for us."
Brennan's hands dropped to his buckle, unclasping the metal piece before sifting the black belt through the loops of his trousers.
"Mmm, we'll worry about that later. Now are you going to start undressing or do I have to do all the work?" She murmured against his neck and began loosening the straps on her light blue dress. Booth's own hands replaced hers as he caught hold of the fabric let it slide down the slopes of her body slowly, inch by inch.
"Absolutely beautiful."
Even after months of seeing her perfected body grace the sheets of his bed, glisten in the spray of a shower head and wrap itself around his sleeping form every night, Booth was still in awe of the magnificent creation before his eyes. Gazing at her now; her full, gorgeous breasts encased in a dark indigo lace while her delicious waist was modestly covered by a pair of wicked, hot panties, Booth's body was at full attention. Especially when she got down on her knees like that...
Her fingers had just unbuttoned the top of his trousers and were now peeling the black cotton from below his waist when Booth's ear pricked up and panic struck through his gut.
"Bones, I heard something in the bushes over there!" He whispered urgently, attempting to pry the material from her hands and haul it back up his legs. Brennan wasn't buying it, her painted nails determinedly holding on to his trousers while Booth set out to retrieve them.
"Booth, you're being paranoid. There's nobody out there; this side of the valley or past the meadows we crossed. We're fine...just relax..." She added huskily with a saucy grin to match as she let go of his trouser waist and began tugging at the elastic on his boxers.
"I'm not being paranoid, I heard something- Jesus!" Booth's eyes closed of their own violation, the feeling of her mouth surrounding his now naked cock making him thrust forward and curse into the open air around them. Her tongue swirled sensually around his shaft while her hands came up to cup the weight of his balls and squeeze them softly.
"Ah...fuck, Baby, you gotta stop." Her suction only tightened and Booth found he couldn't find the strength to pull her head away, even as he felt the rise of his release harden in his girth.
Eventually, it took all of his might to yank her face away and and bring her back up to his head level.
"Hey, I was in the middle of something down there..." Brennan grinned and stroked her hand down the small dusting of hair below his waist. Booth groaned and snapped her hand up.
"My eyes are up here, Bones. Now if you keep pulling stunts like that, not only are you going to be left unsatisfied, but I'm going to lose my mind if you put your mouth on me like that again."
Brennan smiled felinely, before reaching behind her back and unclasping the garment covering her chest. Booth's eyes darted down and Brennan could see the feral look in his eyes rage furiously as he immediately stepped in to cover the aroused peaks of her breasts with his hungry mouth. Her head tipped backwards in gratification, the strong yet soft feel of his tongue working it's magic on her causing a moan to escape her parted lips.
Sensing his hands pulling down on her underwear, Brennan complied with his efforts and stepped out of the feather light lace, her body now completely bare and exposed to his touch.
Within moments, Booth had hooked his arms around her legs and had positioned himself readily at her opening, the slight breeze adding extra chills all the way down to the base of his cock.
Finally being lowered onto him, Brennan could only cry out as his cock went straight to work, doing it's job and pleasing her to no end.
Booth would grunt every now and then to show his appreciation for her tight, wet heat, however his throbbing shaft was doing more of the talking as it slid back and forth rhythmically into her canal and took her forcefully from the front.
He must of lowered her to the ground, because Brennan could feel the grassy friction of earth rubbing up and down her bare back, making the experience feel raw and vigorous.
"Oh! Yes right there...harder." She demanded and dug the heels of her feet right into his ass, initiating another deep growl from Booth who continued to surge on, slamming into her ridiculously wet heat.
"Yes! Oh Booth!" Her climax hit her like a ship on a stormy sea, the waves of intense pleasure thrashing violently up from the core of her center, right down to the tips of her toes. The quivering walls around him became too much and Booth soon unloaded his heavy release rapidly inside of her, chanting her name as well as a few profanities, which made it all a bit difficult to understand, but Brennan knew.
After a few breathless moments, Booth managed to roll off of her sated body and situate her comfortably on top of him.
"So..." She began.
"So..." He mimicked, smiling as she patted him on the arm and came to rest her head on his chest.
"I didn't know you included those sort of words in your usual vocabulary, Booth." Brennan teased and returned his smile.
"Haha, well I didn't until I met you. I've had to change a lot of things since the first time we worked together...adjust my sentences, learn to appreciate science and all that is squinty...as well as double the amount of visits I make to confession." His grin never faltered, even as the painful memories of confessing about the ungodly wet dreams he'd been having about Brennan to Father Jim came flooding back; the pervertedness of it all actually giving Booth the creeps.
"Having inappropriate thoughts about your partner, Agent Booth? That's very unprofessional."
"You haven't seen or heard inappropriate until you take a step into one of my fantasies, Bones." His arm snaked around her waist and stroked the skin there softly with the back of his hand, absently groping her ass until her hand squatted him away.
"I think I have a pretty good idea, though if you'd like to show me some of the things that you get up to up there, then that would be more than adequate."
Booth's eyes widened and took on yet another deep shade of lustful brown.
Yeah...he could do that.
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