This came to me today and wouldn't let go no matter how hard I tried. It is definitely "M" rated so kiddies and the squeamish back out now. Not sure if I am going to continue it, all depends on the responses. This might just suck to the rest of you…LOL. It sure was fun writing it though, so let me know what you think. Written for Manuxinhace's challenge (.net/s/7382548/1/Challenge)

I don't own anything Castle….sad but true.

"Oh, Castle….."

Cahpter 1

The dimly lit room and song playing on the stereo, shuffled to a low, seductive beat and mellow hum, only served to heighten her senses. His strong, warm body leaned in to her; he purposefully swept her hair to the side. His insistent lips grazed the sweet spot just below her ear; a soft moan escaped her as his tongue trailed agonizingly slow down the curve of her neck. Instinctively, she arched her back and ground herself against the strained trousers behind her. The material between them doing very little to buffer the response each of their bodies was having. Her body shuddered as his lips blazed a trail across her shoulders as he turned her to face him. Her head still hung down to give him better access to her neck…

"Castle," it was barely a whisper. Her fingers curled around the fabric of his oxford shirt as she looked up into his darkened fiery blue eyes. His hand now on her hip pressed harder against her and inched the material of her skirt up her thigh.

She thread her fingers through his hair, and opened her mouth against his, tracing her tongue over his lips, feeling the sharp hitch in his breath before he took control. His tongue slid into her mouth and his hands left her hips, sliding up to her hair as he plundered her mouth. His touch got increasingly possessive; his fingers slowly ran through the curls in her hair, his teeth nipped her bottom lip. She shivered as his hand fell to her thigh, tracing a slow torturing line upwards, inching her skirt higher and higher. She drew in a strangled breath, and bit her lip to keep from moaning aloud, her heart pounded, skin burned, every inch of her consumed with desperate arousal. Kate nuzzled her nose into the crook of his neck, allowing her tongue to dart out and taste the salty tang of his sweat and inhaled the scent of his cologne. It was now his turn to shudder against her as she trailed kisses down his neck.

He gave her a wicked grin as he tightened his arm around her lower back, gripped her thigh and wrapped it around his waist, dragging their hips together and letting her feel him against her, showing her exactly how much he was enjoying their little dance, keeping the steady gyration of his hips going with the beat of the music.

She impatiently fumbled for the hem of her dress and swiftly tugged it over her head. She was done playing her games. She was done with their dance; she needed him and needed him now.

"Castle, please?" her voice raspy and low against his ear. He felt her nipping at his ear. Castle's eyes drifted downward, a feral grunt escaped from his throat; she was wearing nothing but a tiny red thong that left very little to the imagination. Her perfectly soft body ground against him as she slowly backed him up until he felt the sofa behind his knees and pushed him down. She slowly crawls on his lap with her legs straddled on either side of him. He hooks his finger around the flimsy red thong and tears it from her body. Her naked body is now there for his taking. Her hair cascading across his face as she watched him lick his lips as he twists and tugs at both her nipples, sending shocks of pleasure through her body.

Castle's lips began their steady assault on Kate's breasts. She'd already been coiled tight before his lips drew her nipple into his mouth, now she was out of control. His hands slipped lower, cupped her hot center and slid his middle finger deep inside her; his thumb rubbed soft circles on her clit.

"So wet," he growled against her neck, and slips another finger into her.

She moaned loudly, and threw her head back. She ground herself down on his hand, urging him to go faster. Kate felt herself clench around his fingers and pulled his face to hers plunging her tongue into his mouth. He held her as she convulsed around him when her violent orgasm took over her body and made it shake and tremble with ecstasy. She buried her head in his neck as he continued to press tender kissing to her shoulders. Slowly he worked her back into a frenzy with his hands and mouth.

Still straddling him she ground against him as her need to have him continued to grow again. His hands grasped her hips as he surged up. She removed him from the confines of his boxers. Took his hardness as a positive gesture and lifted up until only the tip of him entered her wet warmth. She slid onto the most intense experience of her life, the wet heat of her enveloped him, hugging him tightly. Her hips and legs worked as she slid slowly up and down along his length, filling every inch of her, while his hands urged her faster and faster. He removed his hands from her hips as she took control and fondled both her breasts, pressing them together and applying pressure to her aching nipples in the process. Throwing her head back she ground down harder, and crushed her clit against him, the friction bringing her closer to satisfaction. With their skin slick from their love making, she lowers a hand down her body as he watches, and finds her clit. They both moan when she finds it and starts rubbing, circling and playing with it. She loves how his blue eyes are dark with desire and she feels him watch her touch herself.

Oh yeah.. oh God.. sooo good..." breathlessly she spoke, " Oh God don't stop...please don't stop." Her breath was fast and uneven; her heart beat wildly in her chest. The heat between her legs coiled and suddenly spread through her body. Pleasure the likes of which she has never known seeps through every bit of her body. The feeling of him sliding in and out of her wildly, and the pressure of her fingers on her clit is just too much for her and she finally splinters around him and takes him with her.

"Oh God Castle!" she screamed as she bolted upright, her body still shuddering from the effects of the intense orgasm. She reaches up and feels her camisole plastered to her chest with sweat. Castle is not below her,it is a dream. Just a dream… She has never had an orgasm while dreaming. Still disoriented she takes notice of the time and decides she still has time to sleep, and turns to go back to go back to bed. Hoping she can forget this happened, and that she can lock this in the corner of her brain where she places her feelings for Castle. It is then her eyes meet with bewildered dark brown ones, staring at her from the other side of her bed. Hurt and anger clearly spread across the features of his face.

"Josh….." she whispers as she closes her eyes and takes a deep breath.

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