Sabbaticals - 28 weeks
They woke Friday morning, just as dawn was waking up the city. Brennan realized before opening her eyes that Booth was still spooning her, just as he was when they fell asleep. But there was one difference. He had a serious case of morning wood. She wondered if he was awake and if she was the cause? But she knew that most men tended to wake with an erection, and her alpha male lover was probably no exception. So, she started slowly wiggling her butt against him, hoping it would wake him up.
It didn't take long to work, and soon he was tightening his grip around her and kissing her neck. She turned in his arms to face him. "Good morning Booth." He let out a deep breath. "Good morning Bones. Our very first morning waking up together. I could get used to this." She laughed. "Well, I certainly hope you will." She leaned in and they shared a very sweet good morning kiss. When the kiss started to veer into a serious seduction, she put her hands on his chest and pushed him back a few inches. "I don't know about you, but I have to pee. And I'm going to brush my teeth." She reached down and grabbed his firm erection. "When I get back, we'll have to see what we can do about this." She winked at him as she jumped off the bed and strolled in all her nakedness to the en suite.
When he heard her finishing in the bathroom, he jumped up to go brush his teeth. As he passed her at the bathroom door, he told her she needed to do something about his situation before he could have his morning pee. This time he winked at her.
She was kneeling, back on her heels, in the middle of the bed when he returned. "Come here big boy. Let's see what we can do to resolve your problem." She had him lie on his back and she moved over and kneeled over him, straddling his legs. She reached out and took him in her hand and ran it from the base to the tip a couple of times. He threw his arms over his head, grasped the headboard, closed his eyes, and had a rapturous smile on his face - as if he was imagining heaven.
It was finally time for her to get the taste she had been desiring since the first time she saw him in his full glory on the video call. She started by running her tongue all over the tip and all around the underside. "Mmmmm Booth. This is one gorgeous penis. I'm a very lucky woman." His smile grew bigger and his hips started to dance a little bit with pride. Then she started running her tongue up and down the shaft. She moved her head around so she could cover every single piece of real estate on his large cock. "I love the ridged pattern you have on the shaft. Some men have a very smooth shaft, but the few times now that you've been inside me, I can feel every one of these ridges." She licked all around one of the ridges. "I can feel this one." She moved to another ridge. "And this one…" Booth was starting to lose his mind. Not only was she arousing him with her touch, but the conversation was hella sexy.
She sat up straighter and bent down to take the tip in her mouth. As she sucked on it, she ran her tongue all over the tip again. Then, with her tongue leading the way, she started to take his length into her mouth. She felt a momentary regret that she had never tamed her gag reflex to perform a deep throat, but she felt she made up for it with her technique. She raised her face and let him come all the way out and heard him moan as she watched his cock twitch. She stuck out her tongue and licked all over the tip and he moaned again. She again pulled him as far as possible into her mouth and bounced up and down a couple of times. Then, again, she let him come all the way out. She could almost feel that it had a magnetic response as it seemed to be reaching up for her mouth again. "Ooooooohhhhh Bones. Stop teasing."
She decided it was time to take pity on him, but first made a detour. She leaned down and took one of his balls completely into her mouth and used her tongue to lick it like she was licking an ice cream cone. She looked up and he seemed to be going into a frenzy. So she released it and went back up to his cock and sucked it as far into her mouth as possible. Then she started an up and down action and he met her pump for pump. He had been at such a high fever pitch that it only took five pumps and he was gone. His body stiffened like a board and he let out an expletive. "Fuuuuuuuuuuccccccckkkkkkkk!"
After sucking him dry, she sat up with a very self satisfied look on her face. He just stared at her because he hadn't recovered the ability to speak yet. So she stretched out and lay beside him, placing her cheek on his chest, so she could listen to his heart as it slowly came down to a normal rhythm. "Bones. That was incredible. I have to disagree with something you said. I'm the lucky one." She snuggled a little more into his arms. "Mmmmmmm. Well, we just might have to agree to disagree. Or maybe decide that we're both lucky."
She used her arms to raise up so she could look down at his face. "I wasn't kidding when I said you have a gorgeous penis. I'm an anthropologist, so I've studied many of them from men down through the centuries. Not only are you slightly longer than the norm, but your girth? Oh my, Booth. I think I win." She now had a Cheshire Cat grin. "And I really have to commend the doctor who performed your circumcision. Not only did he leave those nice ridges that give me such pleasure, but the tip? That is one gorgeous tip - it almost reminds me of an Ancient Greek, highly polished, helmet." Booth narrowed his eyes. "Is that good?" She just couldn't stop smiling. "It's beautiful Booth. And it's so smooth that I could run my tongue around and around it all day. Mmmmmm. I predict you will be very pleased at the amount of fellatio that I'll enjoy providing."
Booth lay there and closed his eyes. Was he sure he wasn't in heaven?
They lay there for the next half hour, not talking, but just enjoying being with each other, wrapped in each other's arms, and enjoying the silence.
Eventually, they were feeling hungry again, so they got up to get the day started. They made the mistake of deciding to shower together, and that put their timing behind schedule so much that they got downstairs only to discover they had missed breakfast. The hotel kept a continental breakfast available for guests who slept in, so they sat in the breakfast room and had croissants, fruit, and coffee. They both checked their phones to make sure the world hadn't fallen into chaos while they were otherwise occupied - and were pleased to see all seemed fine. So Booth sent an email to Parker, and Brennan sent one to both Mary and Angela, just to let them all know they had arrived safely in Paris.
When they left the hotel, they were pleased to discover that it was a mild day for December, so they decided to walk to see some of the recommended sights. They headed to the bank of the Seine, which was just a few blocks away. They walked several blocks to the beautiful Grand Palais and Petit Palais. "You know, Bones. I think for this trip we should just enjoy walking around all of these sites. I promise you that I will bring you back here one day and we'll hit all of the museums - we'll see everything." They had been walking with her arm curled into the crook of his, and she leaned into his body. "I think that's a good plan Booth. I'll hold you to your promise." Then she looked up at him with a twinkle in her eye. "Or maybe, I'll take you to Paris." He laughed and leaned down to give her a long kiss.
They walked around the two majestic buildings and snapped a few photos of each other, and then continued walking along the river toward The Louvre. The sight of the huge, historic building wrapping around the square, took their breath away. They wandered over to explore the large glass pyramid entrance to the museum, and remarked that this would be a "can't miss" when they did return. They then walked a few blocks to a bridge that took them to an island in the middle of the Seine. The most famous landmark on the island was Notre Dame Cathedral, and they were awestruck. Booth made the decision that they had to just go inside and look around. Brennan knew that the church was important to him because of his deep regard for the Catholic Church, so she readily agreed.
As they entered the massive church, they were both stunned by the sheer size of the structure. They walked along the side walls and marveled at the statues and the wood carvings. They came to a stand of candles and Booth told her he wanted to light a candle. He put a few bills in the box and used a wooden taper to pick up the flame from an already lit candle and lit another. He stood with his head bowed and his hands clasped in front of him for a minute while Brennan stood to the side. She was filled with love watching this man, her man, being so serious and reverent.
He took her hand and walked them over to a nearby pew. "I'd like to pray for just a few minutes?" She nodded and knelt next to him taking in the majesty of the place, while he bowed his head in prayer. After a few minutes, he raised his head. She asked gently. "Can you tell me what you prayed for?" He gave her a small smile. "I prayed that God would bless our union." Brennan felt something in her chest. 'Was that what people referred to when they said their heart melted?' Well, something affected her. She leaned over and whispered to him. "Can I kiss you in church?" He smiled. "I think a chaste one would be okay. I think God is smiling down on us right now." They shared a very sweet, chaste kiss as they knelt next to one another.
After spending a little more time wandering around the massive building, they finally left and walked out into the Parisian sunshine. As they stood on the plaza in front of the church, Booth turned to her and took her in his arms. "Thank you so much for indulging me and letting me visit the cathedral. You can't know what a thrill it was for me to see inside this building I've loved since I was a boy in Catholic school." She was happy that she could make him so happy. "I'm glad I got to experience it with you Booth." She looked up at the iconic facade. "It's a very special place." He leaned down and gave her a long kiss. When he came up for air, he whispered in her ear. "I got to kiss Bones inside Notre Dame Cathedral!" They both giggled. He took her hand. "Let's go find someplace for lunch. I'm starving!"
They found a narrow street just a block from the cathedral that was lined with shops and cafes. They chose well, because they had a delicious lunch accompanied by a nice bottle of French wine. The cafe was small and intimate, and the building was very old and very gothic. When they finished lunch, they stopped into some of the small shops and made a few purchases. As they walked to the main road to hail a cab, they were arm in arm and feeling a slight buzz from the wine.
When they settled into the back of the cab, Booth gave the driver the name of the hotel, put his arm around Brennan, and pointed to the cab driver and back to them. "Honeymoon." "Ah!" said the cab driver as he pulled into traffic. Brennan whispered to him. "How long are you going to use that?" He smiled at her. "For the rest of our lives baby. For the rest of our lives."
The "honeymooners" were acting like teenagers in the back of the cab all the way back to the hotel. Short little kisses, longer kisses, whispering sweet nothings into each other's ears. They were both feeling a little mellow from the wine and they were getting anxious to get back to the privacy of their room. When they got into the hotel elevator, he slammed her against the side wall and they began devouring each other. He had it in his mind that if the elevator was slower, and they were on a much higher floor, he would be tempted to take her right there.
The elevator doors opened and they headed to their room, arm in arm and stopping for short kisses every few yards. When they got to the door, Booth pushed her against the door and resumed what he was doing in the elevator as he used his right hand to dig in his back pocket for the room key card. He finally managed to get the door open, and as they stumbled into the vestibule, he realized they weren't going to make it to the bed - it was going to happen right there.
She recognized what was happening and she smiled at him while backing up against the wall next to the door. He put his arms under her knees and hiked her up, sandwiching her between his body and the wall. After several minutes of intense kissing, he hiked her higher so his rock hard erection was pressing against just the right spot and they were both wishing she had worn a skirt instead of pants for their outing.
They finally became frustrated and he let her down just long enough for them to each dispose of the offending garments. He hiked her back up on the wall and swiftly entered her causing a loud moan. It was a furious coupling and Brennan found herself flopping over his shoulder like a rag doll as he relentlessly pounded and pounded into her. And they were loud. Booth was grunting loudly with each thrust and Brennan let out a loud "Oh, oh, oh" with every thrust she took. They eventually both shattered, and she bent at the waist falling over his shoulder, while he fell forward against the wall.
They remained there panting loudly, and then he started slowly sliding down the wall. When he made it to the floor, he gently laid down on his back with her lying on top of him. When they both finally caught their breath, she raised her head to look at him and they both broke out into uncontrollable laughter. She buried her head in his neck as they both tried, and failed, to get their laughter under control.
She was the first to recover her breathing. "What the hell was that Booth?" And then she started laughing all over again. He countered. "Hey, it takes two to tango. You were the one who got me all hot and bothered in the cab. I know you were using the shopping bag to hide from the cab driver where your hand was during the whole ride." She giggled. Then stopped. "The shopping bag! What did we do with it?" He thought for a second. "I think it might be in the elevator."
He sighed and sat up, depositing her on the floor next to him. He grabbed his pants and pulled them on as he stood up. "I'll go look for it. Be right back." She was still sitting on the floor, so he leaned down and gave her a long slow kiss. She had brought both hands up behind his neck and kept him there even longer. He whispered. "We don't want someone to steal it." She went back in for another kiss. "I don't care." He finally pulled back, laughed, and shook his head. "I'll be right back." He looked around on the floor and found his discarded key card lying next to the door. He opened the door, looked back, and winked at her. As soon as the door closed, she leaned back to lie on her back on the floor and brought her arm up across her forehead. "Oh…my…gawd…"