Hello! Happy December! Wish me luck to post every day between now and Christmas! It can be done!
Brennan felt her body flush with heat as Booth grinned predatorily at her from his place at the foot of their bed. His knee hit the mattress first, and then suddenly it seemed as if he was over her, his hands pressed to the sheets near her shoulders, and his knees planted on the bed on either side of her hips. But it was his possessive eyes, and the seductive curve of his lips that had her squirming beneath him. The t-shirt she'd thrown on before bed was now riding around her waist, leaving an inch of her smooth back bare against their silk sheets. The combination of the materials made her nipples tighten, and the elastic legband of her panties slipped tighter against her core.
Booth's eyes traced over her body before he leaned back on his knees, straddling her completely. He hooked his thumbs in her underwear, and Brennan arched her back to help him peel them from her body. But instead of pulling downward, Booth moved his thumbs toward her waist. Brennan gasped and arched against the drag of wet cotton along her sensitive flesh. The material bunched between her legs, pressing deliciously against her clit. "Booth," she nearly whimpered, and he pulled just a bit tighter. With his hands occupied, he pressed his elbows to the bed and leaned down until his nose nuzzled just beneath the hem of her t-shirt. "Up," he demanded with a soft voice.
Brennan used one hand to lift the shirt up and over her breasts until it was bunched just beneath her shoulders. Her other hand slid along Booth's arm, up to his shoulder and then her fingers wove into his hair as he lowered his neck and rubbed his lips and cheeks against the skin between her breasts. Her nipples tightened impossibly harder, and Brennan arched up, trying to get more pressure against her stiff clit beneath her underwear.
Booth's mouth slid up and over one nipple, and though he meant to tease, the tight bud was too tempting, and with a groan, he settled his mouth around it, wrapping his lips and sucking hard. He groaned again and instinctively hitched his thumbs higher near her legs. Brennan spread her legs as best she could and began to grind against the slick fabric between her legs. The pressure wasn't even close to what she normally needed to come, but the eroticism and slightly kinky way Booth was treating her had her on the edge of an orgasm. And the pulsing beat of his hot tongue against her nipples made her core throb and her mind expand in anticipation of intense pleasure.
When his teeth gently bit around one nipple and then skimmed up and over it entirely, Brennan choked out a harsh breath, her arms going around Booth so tightly that he grunted in surprise. But she didn't care. She just arched up, a keening whimper escaping her mouth and ending against his lips. Booth slipped his tongue inside her mouth and pressed a warm palm against her panty-covered core, keeping her orgasm close and tight. Brennan gasped against his mouth before ripping her mouth away and panting heavily in his ear. Her palms pressed into his back and then slid down to where his boxers met his waist. She gave him a single command of her own.