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I don't own Bones though I really wouldn't mind. And if I did own Bones then David Boreanaz would be shirtless 99% of the time :p

NOTE TO BBLOVER228 AT THE END OF THIS CHAPTER.

After a quick run to the grocery store, Brennan walked in to her apartment and found Booth on the couch with one of her books.

"Hey," he said when he noticed her.

"Hello," she answered. "You read anything good?" she asked.

Booth laughed and stood so he could follow her to the kitchen, "You wrote the book, I'm pretty sure you think it is good. Actually I don't think it is half bad either. As you know, I've already read them all."

Brennan smiled and put the groceries on the kitchen table. "Yeah, I know, you told me."

"But," he said. "I found something interesting in this one."

Brennan looked at him, "Booth, where did you find that book?"

"In your office," Booth smiled.

"Oh no," Brennan breathed, her eyes wide with horror. "Is that," she gestured to the book in his hand, "The book that was lying next to the computer in the room next to the bedroom?"

"Yup," Booth grinned at her.

"And you read it?"

"Well not all of it, but I read the part where your book-mark was. When that didn't make much sense I went back a little."

Brennan closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and began to put the groceries onto their right shelves, except for one thing which she didn't even pull out of the bag. "You really read it?" she asked

"Yup," Booth answered, still grinning. "You've really imagined me doing that?"

"Well..." Brennan stopped talking.

"You did!" Booth exclaimed with a huge smile.

"Fine, yes, I have, happy now?"

"Extremely," Booth said sexily with a husky undertone.

"I'm just gonna go to the bedroom, and you'll just stay here and, ehh, do whatever." Brennan left him standing in the kitchen and went to the bedroom.

She quickly hid the thing she bought close to the bed and changed her clothes. Instead of the clothes she had worn to work, she was now dressed in a black lace thong, a matching bra and a pair of glossy black heels. To cover up the underwear she wore a small navy blue nightie.

Booth had returned to the couch with the book and was at a very interesting point when Brennan walked in. He only gave her a scarce glance before he returned to his book, but as his mind registered what he had seen he turned his eyes back to her. There she stood, and the end of the couch, in the smallest nightie he had ever seen, paired with a pair of fuck-me heels, her hair hanging loose around her shoulders, her lips slightly pursed, and her eyes even more blue than usual.

"Oh my," he whispered silently to himself.

Brennan walked around the couch so she could stand in front of him. Booth sat up and put the book down; this was so much better than any book. Brennan sat on top of him with a knee on each side of his hips, and leaned forward so his back was forced back into the back of the couch.

Brennan began to loosen his tie and when it wasn't glued to his throat anymore, she undid the two top buttons.

"How about we get you out of some of this clothes?" she asked him in a seductive voice.

Booth was speechless and therefore only nodded, and Brennan took his tie off and opened the rest of the buttons on his crisp white dress shirt. When all of the buttons were undone, Brenna pushed the sides of his shirt away and let her hands run appreciatively over his chest. She leaned in to give him a kiss and as soon as their mouths met, it was fireworks. Brennan pulled away after a short while and stood. She offered him her hand and he willingly took it, excited to see what she had planned. She led him to her bedroom and stopped when they were standing on front of her bed, his back facing it. She slid the shirt off his shoulders and let her hands run down his bare chest, to his belt buckle. As she undid his belt buckle, he moved his hands to her shoulders so he could slip the straps of her nightie off of her shoulders, but she shrugged his hands away and shook her head.

"Tonight I'm leading and you're following," she told him.

Booth smiled a sexy smile. Even though he loved to be the one that took control, he liked a woman who wasn't afraid of taking control in bed.

When the belt buckle and the button on the pants were open Brennan moved he hands to his zipper. As she unzipped it, her fingers grazed his erection several times, which made him hiss slightly as the feeling of her fingers on him made his balls tighten. Brennan tried hard not to smile when she heard him hiss, but she couldn't keep the corners of her mouth from turning up. When Booth saw that, he realized that her touch hadn't been accidental and he leaned his head down so his mouth was at the same height as her ear.

"You like teasing me, huh?" he asked in a husky voice.

Brennan's breath hitched when his warm breath swirled around her ear but her voice was steady when she spoke. "Yeah, I like teasing you," she said in a cocky voice, very non-Brennan like.

Booth didn't know what to say so he settled with letting his tongue trace her outer ear before he gently bit her earlobe, and then sucked it into his mouth for a short while before he straightened back up.

Brennan's hands had stilled at the waist of his pants when he had licked her ear and when he straightened back up her hands started to pull his pants, along with his tri-colored boxers, down. When she reached his feet, he stepped out of them. Brennan pulled down his socks and he lifted his feet so she could pull them all the way off. When she had tossed the socks to the side, she sat on her knees in front of him. Her hands ran all the way up his legs until they reached his hips. She leaned forward to place several kisses to his abs and the top of his lower stomach, and she gently blew hot air onto his lower stomach. Brennan's kisses traveled lower and lower but they stayed away from the rather impressive erection he was sporting.

When Booth looked down he groaned silently, the sight of her on her knees in front of him did more to him than it should. He was sure that the moment she had him in her mouth he wasn't going to last long.

Brennan kissed the root of his manhood and Booth heavily blew out the air he had in his lungs. Her hands came around to rest on his butt and she moved him closer to her. She licked the pre-cum off and swirled her tongue around the tip of him. She looked up at him and met his extraordinary dark eyes. She smiled a sexy smile and wrapped her mouth around the first inch of him and then, very slowly, sucked. Booth uttered a moan and Brennan pulled back. Her hands squeezed his ass and she gave him one long lick from root to tip on the underside of his manhood before she rose. Booth gave a sound of protest, but she just smiled at him.

As she rose to her full height, her deep blue eyes met his dark brown ones, their eyes sizzling with fire. She brought her hands up and around his neck, and his went to her hips. She pulled him to her and they shared a knee buckling kiss. When the necessity for oxygen overpowered the amazing feeling of the kiss, they pulled away and rested their foreheads against one another's.

"Bones?" he whispered in a ragged voice.

"Yeah?" she asked.

"Are you trying to kill me?"

"Absolutely not," she said with a small smile, happy that her teasing brought out a reaction in the normally very controlled and serious FBI Agent.

"Then what are you doing?" he asked, his breath slowly returning to a more normal speed, though still not completely since she had him pretty turned on and that part didn't just go away.

"You'll see," she told him, and then she pushed him away and down on the bed.

Booth looked at her, confused for a moment before he saw that more instruction was to come.

"Lie down in the middle of the bed, your head on the pillow," she told him, her breath also ragged due to the arousal she was feeling; she was also pretty sure that her tiny thong was soaked with the wetness that came with her arousal.

Booth complied, but added a pillow on top of the one that was already there so he could see her clearly. When he was lying as asked, she stepped a little closer to the bed and his eyes followed her intently. When she was standing a foot from the bed, right in the middle, she pulled off the nightie and revealed what she wore underneath.

Booth groaned at the sight of her in her lace bra, tiny thong and those black heels. She spun slowly so he could see her from all angles, and it made his erection throb that much more.

She made a show of taking off her bra and thong, but she left on her heels, which made Booth's breath hitch a little as he thought about her legs wrapped around his hips with the heels slightly digging into the flesh of his butt as he pounded into her over and over again until she screamed his name as she came.

Brennan walked the last foot to the bed and crawled up the bed the rest of the way until she could straddle his hips. As she sat, one leg on each side of his hips, he could feel her wetness on him and he felt slightly better knowing she wasn't as untouched by the ongoing things as she seemed.

When she was sitting comfortably, she let her hands roam his chest and his hands went to her hips where he caressed the soft skin there. Brennan leaned down and they shared some soft kisses, so different from their earlier ones, before she spoke.

"Booth?" she asked softly, her lips still so close to his that he could feel their movement when she spoke.

"Hmm?" he answered.

She pulled away, "Remember the case with the Santa that blew up in front of that bank?" she asked sexily.

"The one where you had to take my clothes off because I had Santa goo all over me and Cam walked in on it and thought we were doing something totally different?" he asked, confused to why she would bring that up now.

"Yeah, that's the one," she said.

"Yeah, I remember."

"Remember you sat in to middle of the lab in nothing but your boxers?"

"Is this some sort if attempt to humiliate me, Bones? Because if it is, you sure went through a lot of trouble."

"Oh, I'm not trying to humiliate you," she said.

Booth sighed, "Yes I remember I sat almost naked in the middle of the lab."

"And remember how Hodgins commented on your hairless chest?" she asked as she traced patterns on said chest.

"Yeah, I do," he said.

"I find that it is very practical."

"Yeah?" he asked, his interest suddenly peaked. "How so?"

"I find, that it will be easier," she leaned forward and to the left, bringing her breasts very close to his face, to fetch something from the drawer in the tiny table next to her bed, "to lick this," she showed him a bottle of chocolate sauce, "off of you." She gave him a sexy smile.

"You've been planning this the whole time?" he asked.

"Yes," she said. "Well no, I thought about it while at work."

"You thought about licking chocolate sauce off my chest while at work?"

"Yes," she said with a small smile, "I found it very distracting."

Booth smiled and pulled her down for a kiss, but when it was over she lightly slapped his chest and scolded him, "I call the shots, you follow," she told him sternly.

"Yes Ma'am," he said like the dutiful soldier he was.

Brennan wriggled her ass a little and Booth groaned.

"Please don't do that," he said breathlessly.

Brennan didn't answer; she just smiled and squirted some of the chocolate sauce onto his chest. While she did that, she moved down from where she had been sitting and she ended up sitting on his thighs so she could write something on his lower stomach and still lick it off when she decided to. As Booth looked down, he saw she had drawn something, but since it turned the wrong way and he saw it from a really awkward angle, he couldn't really see what it was supposed to be, but he did feel it when she wrote 'B&B' on his lower stomach.

Brennan leaned down and licked his skin, right below where she had written 'B&B', which was dangerously close to his manhood.

Booth shifted slightly beneath her and she smiled for God knows what time that afternoon, even though she doesn't believe in God. She slowly licked off the 'B&B' and her breasts leaned slightly on his erection as she did so. Booth had a really hard time keeping a regular breathing pattern when her tongue worked its magic on his stomach and her breasts leaned on his very hard hardness. He let out a couple of moans and his hands went to her hair, his fingers massaging her scalp slightly while he enjoyed the feeling of her tongue licking off the chocolate.

As the chocolate disappeared, she moved her body higher and higher until she at last was sitting with a leg on each side of his hips and her hot wetness directly over his hardness. As she had licked off the chocolate sauce, her hands had run up and down his sides and his hands didn't leave her hair. When her mouth finally reached his, the kiss was passionate as they both showed the desire they felt. Her kiss tasted of chocolate, him and something that could only be her.

Booth believed that if you could bottle the taste of Temperance Brennan, you would be rich; of course it wasn't something he had shared with her as he knew she would give him some long explanation about why it was impossible to bottle taste of a human being.

As the intensity of their kiss grew so did the movements of their hands on one another's body. Brennan unconsciously began to move her hips in a rocking motion on top of Booth at which time he broke their kiss.

"I really need you, Bones," he panted. His hands ran from having cupped her butt to disappear in her hair, and his lips moved to her shoulder and neck.

Brennan nodded and lifted her body slightly from his. She moved her hand down to position him at her entrance and when he was positioned, she sank down on him. Both of them moaned, her at the feeling of him stretching her and filling her to the brink, him at the feeling of her moist walls completely embracing his pulsing manhood.

Brennan had a really hard time not moving, but she knew she had to let herself get used to the size of him since he was bigger than anyone she had ever had. When she couldn't hold back anymore, she began rocking on top of him and it didn't take long before Booth joined her movement. The first couple of thrusts were somewhat soft, but all the teasing had made them both desperate and the thrusts of their hips soon became faster and harder. At one point, Booth rolled them over and took control. Despite that Brennan had told him that tonight she called the shots, she didn't complain and let him take the lead. Just as Booth had imagined earlier this afternoon, Brennan locked her legs around him her heels dug slightly into his soft skin, probably leaving marks - not that either of them cared. Her hands wound into his hair and their kisses were desperate as he continued to move his hips in sync with hers.

"Bones, I'm not going to last much longer," he told her in a voice that didn't carry much strength.

"Come with me," she simply told him.

He moved his right hand down to where they were joined and his fingers found her clit and he gently started to rub it. That, combined with his forceful thrusting sent her over the edge. Booth, who at this point had the stamina of a sixteen year old at his first time, followed her when he clearly could feel her walls clamping down around him. Both of them came forcefully and the loud moans that followed were swallowed by yet another passionate kiss.

Booth rolled them over before he let himself relax onto the bed. Brennan lay on top of him and when she felt him relax inside of her and she rolled to the side so she was laying next him, breaking their intimate connection.

As they lay there trying to catch their breaths, they shared soft kisses and touches, which stayed above the waist. There was nothing sexual about the touches, just to lovers caressing each other after sex.

"We really should go take a shower," Brennan said when her breath had mostly returned.

"Already looking for more?" Booth asked amused.

Brennan laughed, "No, but we're both sweaty and you still had some chocolate on your chest when we started kissing, and now I've got chocolate on my chest too."
Booth smiled at her and lifted himself from the bed. "Lead the way then," he told her with a smile.
Brennan stood and walked around the bed to take his hand. Together they walked to the bathroom hand-in-hand and had a pretty uneventful shower. He washed her hair and body and she washed his. Besides that there weren't much touching, just a soft kiss here and there.

When they lay in bed, snuggled up together, Booth found he had a question to ask.

"Bones?"

"Hmm?" she asked.

"Why do you like teasing me?"

Brennan smiled before she answered. "Because I find that if you've been teased a lot you lose control easier, and I enjoy it when you lose control with me."

"You don't have to tease me for that. I can lose control and be rough without you teasing me," he said.

"And," she continued, "I enjoy seeing your reaction when I start something and don't end it. You get this pouty-ish face and these sparks in your eyes that make me feel good." Her voice faltered in the end, she hadn't meant to say the last part.

"So, you tease me to get me to lose control when we finally do the deed and because you like seeing my reaction to you starting something you don't finish."

"Yes," she said with a smile.

Booth rolled his eyes at her, but gave her a soft kiss to let her know he didn't mean anything with it.

When they were both about to fall asleep, he had another question. "Are you ever going to let me cuff you to the headboard, or is it just a fantasy?"

"Don't know," she mumbled. "But if I do decide to let you, I have to buy a new bed."

"Why?" he asked puzzled.

"No headboard on this one," she said sleepily.

"Oh," he said. "Hadn't thought of that."

"Figured that much," Brennan said right before she fell asleep.

Booth lay pondering for a minute. He had once told her that sex with games in it was crappy sex, but as he thought about it, it could actually be pretty fun to see how she would react if he took control without her having the chance to interfere. As Booth fell asleep rather lustful thoughts were running around inside his head, which you would see if you looked under the covers.

"Booth," he mumbled sleepily as he answered the ringing phone. "Hello?" he asked.

"Booth?" the voice on the other end asked.

"Angela?" Booth asked surprised. "What time is it, and why are you calling me? You never call me."

"It is eight o'clock and I'm not calling you, I'm calling Brennan."

"Oh," Booth said as he pulled the phone away from his ear, true enough, it was Brennan's phone. As he thought about it, he realized that his phone hadn't even made it away from the pocket of his suit jacket, which he had hung over a chair when he entered Brennan's apartment last night.

"Booth, you there?" Angela asked.

"Yeah, yeah," he said. "Just a second and I'll give you to Bones." He held the phone away from his body and shook Brennan's bare shoulder, neither of them had bothered with clothes after their shower. Brennan slowly opened her eyes and he showed her the phone as he gave her a pained expression. 'Angela' he mouthed and her eyes widened with horror. He thrust the phone into her hands and she took it, not really knowing what to say to her best friend about why Booth had picked up her phone at 8 in the morning with a voice that clearly indicated that he had been sleeping and that she was very close to him since it hadn't taken very long time for him to give her the phone.

"Hi Ange!" Brennan said.

After that, Booth didn't hear much of the conversation. He had settled with watching at the naked upper body of his beautiful partner.

When Brennan ended the phone call, she put her phone on the bedside table, next to the tube chocolate, and snuggled into Booth.

"What did Angela want?" Booth asked when she was as close to him as she could possibly come without crawling into his skin.

"I don't know, she never really made it to the point," Brennan said.

Booth smiled, so typically Angela. Okay, she probably hadn't expected him to answer Brennan's phone at eight in the morning but besides that, it was just very Angela-like not getting to the point.

"Think she's mad at us from keeping this from her?" Booth asked.

"Probably, but it won't last long. Angela doesn't hold grudges."

"Yeah, you're probably right," Booth said.

After a pretty long comfortable silence Booth spoke up. "Bones can we get something to eat?" he asked. "Because since we skipped dinner last night, I'm really hungry."

Brennan laughed at him. "Yeah, we can get something to eat," she told him. "I am actually hungry as well."

They looked at each other. "The Diner?" Booth asked.

Brennan nodded and they got out of bed to put on some clothes and brush their teeth, Brennan also brushing her hair. Booth didn't care about his hair but as they stood in the doorway of Brennan's apartment, ready to exit, she lifted her hand and ran it through his hair a couple of times until it was tamed, at least a little.

They walked to Booth's SUV holding hands and as they drove towards the Diner, the last thing on their mind was the wrath of Angela Montenegro that they had to face on Monday. Today, and tomorrow, were going to be all theirs.

Thank you for reading! And you closet readers get out of the closets and give me a review! (: You other people can give me a review too, they are very much appreciated, and you don't even have to have an account, so please review even though the story is finished! :b

I am considering writing a one-shot that follows the conversation B&B have about Booth being able to lose control without teasing. It will probably be posted as a lone story. Let me know if you think I should write about Booth proving that he can lose control and be 'rough' without teasing :)

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NOTE TO BBLOVER228 and who else might want to read this :b
The thing with Angela was just a lunch and I only used it as an excuse to why Booth could call Brennan so she could tell him to meet her at his apartment after work (: