The response to the second part of the sex scene has been great. Thank you so much. Here now is the third and final part to the sex scene, but not the end of the story. I spent some time the last few days refining it further at the suggestion of a friend, so I was delayed a bit in posting this one. This one slows down a bit, but I hope you all enjoy this one. Gregg.

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Booth slowly opened his eyes and took a deep breath. The unmistakable scent of sex was in the air and he smiled. The previous night was one he would never forget as long as he lived, he was sure. The best part, though, was that Bones was in bed with him and curled up into his side, her nude body sending sexy signals through his body which were very welcome. He leaned back and recalled some of the details of the night.

Bones let the hot water cascade over her body as Booth stood behind her watching. She had recovered from the two orgasms and was now wanting to spend some time working the kinks out in a pleasurable way. Taking a sponge from the rack, she squeezed some soap on it and turned to face Booth. Not for the first time she admired the lines of his torso and the definition of his muscles. Her eyes sparkled in appreciation of his form.

"Turn around," she told him, holding up the sponge with a grin.

"Be gentle," he teased as he did as she asked. He was getting into this more and more as the evening wore on.

"Don't worry," she teased right back, admiring his firm ass as she looked down. "I won't hurt you. Much."

"Why does that worry me?" he asked aloud as he heard her chuckle. He couldn't deny, though, how good her hands felt as they began to slowly glide across his shoulders.

"Worried I may get kinky?" she asked with a smile. His musculature felt wonderful under her hands as she ran the wash cloth over his shoulders and back. She added some pressure to ease some of the tension she felt in him.

"I'm not a prude, Bones," he said quickly, even though he knew that she was much more adventurous about sex than he was. Miraculously he felt himself hardening again, despite the near constant hard on he'd had since walking in her door, which, he recalled with a smile, she'd taken care of twice so far.

"No, you're not," Bones replied, hiding her surprise. She had considered him a prude due to his near paranoid reactions whenever the subject of sex came up, but his performance tonight showed her how wrong she really was. She decided to have some fun with him, though, and see what his reaction to some suggestions would be. "So I was thinking maybe we could get out some toys and really have some fun."

Booth gulped, knowing he was going to hate this, but he had to ask. "Toys?" he asked, his voice hitching a bit. He felt the tension she was working away come back a bit.

Bones knelt down and began working on his legs, admiring their strong muscles and how they went up to the juncture where his perfect ass was on display, the cheeks tensed which showed off the firm gluteus maximus he had.

"Nothing too outrageous," she said calmly. "I was thinking a cock ring, hand cuffs, and a whip for some fun. And possibly some nipple clamps designed for a man."

"NIPPLE CLAMPS!!! COCK RING??? A WHIP???" Booth exclaimed. He gulped in genuine fear. "Uh, Bones? I think our definitions of outrageous are a tad different."

Bones was now paying attention to his ass and running her hands all over those perfect cheeks. She smiled at his exclamation. "A cock ring isn't so outrageous," she told him, giving his ass a good squeeze. "It helps maintain an erection and also staves off orgasm. It prolongs a sexual encounter. Is that so bad?"

"I have no problems in that department, Bones," he told her.

"Ooh," she cooed in delight. "Something to prove." She leaned back and admired the sight before her for a second. "Turn around so I can get the front."

Booth turned around, his cock now fully erect from the work she'd done on his backside. "Does that look like I have any problems?" he asked with a wink.

Bones zeroed her attention on that impressive piece of anatomy and smiled. "Not so far," she agreed. She stood up, close enough that her breasts rubbed along the length of his body. She shivered at the feel of it as her nipples rubbed along him, the little nubs hardening even further, almost painfully. "But we still have the rest of the night to get through," she reminded him with a smirk. She noticed he dropped the whole subject of toys from that point on, but she'd gotten the humorous reaction she'd hoped for. She'd bring up playing with toys some other time when their new arrangement was more established.

She spent the next few minutes washing his entire front, spending some extra time on his cock and balls, enjoying the feel of him in her hands. Normally she didn't bathe with a man, as it seemed a bit too entangling emotionally, but with Booth she hadn't given it a second thought. When she rinsed him off she held up the sponge and grinned.

"Show me how good you are at using this," she told him cheekily.

In his mind Booth was doing his own version of a touchdown celebration dance. The idea of washing Bones had been one of his own personal favorite, and most recurring, fantasies. He knew that all those Hail Mary's and Our Fathers that his priest had meted out during confession had to have been good for something.

Taking the sponge he squirted a large dollop of soap onto it. It had a bit of a soft lavender scent to it that he liked. He took a moment to decide where to begin. Front or back? Now that was a tough none. Her tits were absolutely perfect, and now that they were uncovered and on full, glorious display, he was very much interested in holding, fondling, and caressing them. Score one for the front. Then there was her perfect ass. He'd been watching her bend over lab tables and out in the field looking over remains for the last year and a half since he first met her, and now he had the chance to get his hands on it, and in the shower no less! Bonus points for the back. Decision made! Back it is.

Bones raised a brow in question. She knew he was trying to decide whether to start on her front or back. She was curious if he would be like most guys would be and focus on her tits, or be a bit unusual, but just as fun, and start on her ass. She was hoping the latter, as she thought he had incredible hands and wanted to feel them on her shoulders, back, and the backs of her legs first, and then some time on her ass, hopefully sending shivers all through her body as that would definitely increase her arousal. Not that she didn't like having her boobs played with, but that was normal fare. She wanted to see how good Booth was with her whole body. She smiled when he turned her around by her shoulders.

"God you are perfect, Bones," he said with a hint of awe in his voice.

"You're perfectly structured yourself, Booth," she said with a purr and low moan as she felt his hands, and the sponge, move across her shoulders.

Booth made sure to run his hands over every square inch of her back and shoulders. Taking a page out of her play book, he crouched down on his knees and slowly worked on washing her legs. Like any guy he loved the forbidden bits, but at heart he was a leg man. Bones had perfect legs in his, admittedly biased, opinion. Any chance to be able to hold, and caress those legs, particularly in a shower with her naked, was something he would savor. He made sure that the sponge had a rich lather built up before beginning his washing duties. He used both hands, one with a sponge and one without, and spread the soap evenly all over the backs of her legs, being a bit devilish and tickling her inner thighs a bit and barely brushing the lips of her pussy making her gasp. He smiled at the thought that he could get her so aroused.

"That is very unfair, Booth," Bones growled as he brushed along the cleft of her pussy, giving a hint of what would be coming later on, but not enough to come close to satisfying her.

"And who left me in a similar state?" he questioned with a chuckle.

"That's different," she said with a cheeky look down and over her shoulder at him. She had always loved passionate and uninhibited sex, so this slow stuff, while fun, was not what she usually engaged in. If she hadn't wanted to see what Booth was like in all facets, she would simply lean over and place her hands on the wall with her ass thrust out while she demanded, over her shoulder, that he fuck her hard and deep.

"Really?" he questioned a touch sarcastically.

"Of course," she replied. "I've never been with you before and don't know what kind of stamina you have," she taunted. "If I make you cum too many times this early in the night, I may be left unsatisfied. When it comes to stamina, Booth, women are the stronger sex."

He didn't dare say a word about that comment as he knew that she would say or do something that would make him look like a complete idiot, or prude, or novice when it came to women. He was none of those things, thank you very much! He just felt that there was a time and place to discuss those things. Having finished her legs, he moved on to the best part on this side. He added some more soap to the sponge and then used both hands to explore her ass, making sure to massage those perfect cheeks and learn her by feel.

Bones groaned as he used his hands on her ass. She'd been getting more and more aroused as the shower had progressed, and now he was really torturing her. The worst, or the best, part was that he hadn't gotten to her front, yet. When he'd brushed his fingers along her pussy and then didn't spend any time there she'd wanted to scream at him to get his hands back there and take care of business. Now she was having to deal with his hands on her posterior and it was heavenly torture. She smiled when she felt him turning her around by her hips, he still crouched down, his face at a level with her pussy. He did exactly what she did and glide up the length of her body, his well proportioned musculature rubbing along her sensitive skin sending shivers through her. When he stood before her close, his hard on pressing into her abdomen, she smirked up at him.

"I never knew you were such a tease, Booth," she said to him.

"What goes around, comes around, Bones," he teased further.

"I don't know what that means," she replied, a sexy frown creasing her brow as she tried to fathom one of those pesky colloquialisms that forever eluded her understanding.

"It means," he explained as his hands took hold of her full breasts, testing their weight and feel, "that if you get to tease, then so do I."

She moaned as he massaged her breasts. She loved a man playing with her boobs, and Booth had discovered rather quickly that she had particularly sensitive nipples from just a quick brush of his thumbs along them a second ago. This was enough. She needed him now. Grabbing the sponge, she quickly washed her front and rinsed off, not minding the confused look on his face. Turning off the water, she grabbed his hand and dragged him from the shower, handing him a towel with her free hand. She took on for herself and quickly dried herself off.

"Hurry!" she demanded, watching him use that towel all over his body. She was very aroused right then. When he was dry, she took him by his cock and led him to the bedroom, where she lay down on the bed.

"I need you," she said firmly, a look of pure lust in her eyes as she looked at him. "I need that," she said pointing at his erection, "inside me now!"

Booth chuckled as he slowly got on the bed, running his gaze over her naked body. "Haven't you ever heard the old phrase that patience is a virtue, Bones?" he teased as he took on of her painfully erect nipples in his mouth and gave it a lingering lick and suck.

Bones wanted to scream. No man had ever had her this anxious to have sex, especially considering that she'd already had to explosive orgasms and one very nice fuck this evening. She grasped his head and pulled her up to her face. She kissed him passionately, letting her tongue explore the mouth she was coming to enjoy very much. "I am a very impatient woman, Booth, who wants that perfect cock of yours inside my tight, wet pussy now!" she almost screamed. She didn't scream it, but she did say it rather loudly, and with some serious emphasis.

Booth slid into her moist heat in one thrust, loving her gasp and exhale of relief. "All you had to do was ask, Bones," he said with a smile as he began a languid stroke. He kept up the slow in and out motion he'd started with, hoping to make it really good for her, but show her that while passionate and frenzied was great, so was slow and languorous. He could see her initial frustration, but the motion of her hips was telling him that she was also enjoying this just as much as he was.

Bones was going insane. He was teasing her with this slow stuff, and at the same time was nailing her g-spot perfectly. It was a slow buildup that was frustrating, yet incredibly exciting all at the same time. She noted that he varied the angle of his strokes, giving her as much friction and depth of penetration as possible in this classic position. Not as deep as if she were on all fours taking him from behind, but really good anyway. Instead of saying anything at this point, she just clenched and unclenched her inner muscles. That and how she was rotating her hips would give him some real incentives to keep doing exactly what he was doing.

Booth kept up a steady pace, and thanks to his own stamina, which he would give her shit about for a long time to come, he was able to draw this out for some time. He loved seeing her lose control under him the three times she did as he fucked her slowly, but surely. When she had a very glazed look in her eyes, he sped up his thrusts and really began to give it to her and increase his own stimulation so he could have his own orgasm.

Bones was loving everything about this now that she'd had three shattering orgasms during this slow fuck. Now Booth was really fucking her hard and she was shocked to feel another orgasm coming on, building in the pit of her stomach. She tightened herself as hard as she could to create as much friction as possible, and Booth's moans told her that she was really pleasing him. She still wasn't saying anything, letting Booth take the lead and do with her what he desired. There would be other times during the night where she could take the lead and really tell him what she wanted. Before she could really settle in and enjoy the increased pace, she came explosively, letting out a scream along with some obscenities that were sure to shock Booth as they were coming from her mouth. Almost at the same time she felt Booth become jerky and then the deliciously warm sensation of his cum filling her. She was very adamant about condoms being used when she had sex, but with Booth she'd wanted nothing between them, and as she was on the pill, she'd sent him an e-mail telling him that condoms were not necessary if he'd been tested lately. She smiled as she remembered his phone call almost immediately asking her to never again send such a hot e-mail like that again as having a heart attack at work would definitely ruin a night of fun. She would never understand men and some of the rather innocent things that made them aroused.

"I think I'm learning to like the idea of patience," she said with a chuckle as he lay atop of her breathing heavily. She kept her legs wrapped around him, not letting him slip from her, and just enjoyed the feelings he created within her.

"I knew I could convince you," he said with his charm smile in place as he lifted his head to look at her.

"You do have good ideas on occasion," she admitted with a grin, knowing that their banter would make their time enjoying the "benefits" portion of their friendship that much better.

"I will have something to say to that when I have the energy, Bones," he told her.

Bones stirred and woke up a little disoriented and sore. What a night! She would never again say that Seeley Booth was in any way a prude. After the slow screwing he'd given her after the shower, they had done it over and over again with a frenzied pace until almost 3:30 that morning. Very few of her furnishings were left "unchristened" so to speak. At least unchristened by her and Booth. She'd had sex on various pieces of furniture in the past with other men, but with Booth it was like a whole new experience. She glanced at the bedside clock and saw that it was only 7:15. Less than four hours sleep after such a fabulous night of sex. The incredible part was that she was still aroused and wanting more. She looked up and saw that Booth was awake and had a dreamy look on his face.

"Thinking of me in all sorts of naughty ways, Booth?" she asked teasingly. While she said this she snaked her hand down and took hold of his cock, which, to her delight, was already hard. She began to stroke it firmly. By the tension in him once she touched him, she could tell he wouldn't last long. All the better as she was already on edge just by the fact that she'd woken up curled up next to him with her head on his chest, breathing in his scent.

"Remembering that shower we took after dessert, Bones," he replied with a chuckle, amazed that she was awake and ready for a little morning fun.

"We'll definitely have to do that again," she said as she let her tongue play with his nipple. She raised herself up and threw the sheet off of them. Looking down she saw that he was more than ready. Damn he had such a fabulous cock! Now she knew why he had that belt buckle of his and was always wearing it. Before he could reply to what she'd said, she quickly straddled him and sank down on his cock, taking in his entire length. She loved being on top! She looked down on Booth and loved the look of ecstasy on his face as his eyes rolled back. It was a seriously sexy image in her opinion. She began to rock her hips back and forth, letting the tension build a moment, and then she lifted up and sank back down, letting herself get faster and faster. She felt the head of his cock rubbing her g-spot once more and she exploded, and miraculously sent him over the edge at the same time. She would never get over the fact that he had an unerring sense about her g-spot, and would never stop loving it. She slumped over, drained once again both from the orgasm, which had been fantastic, and also from being tired after the long evening and night they'd had.

"You're insatiable, Bones," he said almost breathlessly.

"Well it has been a while since my last sexual encounter," she told him as she kissed his neck. She raised her head. "How about spending the weekend with me?" she asked. "We were going to get together at your place on Sunday and work on the paperwork for the Michael's trial. We could spend the weekend together and have a lot of fun, as well as get our case work completed." She was a bit nervous about asking him, considering she was the one who laid out the idea of Friends With Benefits in order to have a regular outlet for satisfying her sexual urges without the entanglement of a serious relationship. A whole weekend was expanding on that a bit and she was unsure how he would react.

Booth was a bit surprised, but pleased. He had promised himself that he wouldn't push her to have this as more than what it was, so it would have to be her that would expand or retract the relationship as she felt necessary, or desirable. He knew what he wanted long term, but he was patient and was willing to let Bones come to the same conclusion on her own.

"The weekend sounds great, Bones," he told her. He was thrilled, and instantly aroused again when she kissed him passionately

Bones clenched the muscles of her pussy tightly around his cock which twitched as she kissed him. She was really looking forward to the rest of the weekend.

A/N: As I said, this is a revamped version of the final chapter of the sex scene. It had a slower tone, but it served a purpose in that it showed Bones that there was also some benefits to slowing down the pace. The next chapters will take place during season two, with the necessary changes that this whole Friends With Benefits scenario entails. Thanks for all the great response so far. Gregg.