This is what happens when there is a heat wave in South Wales ;)
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"You knock me down, I can't get up, I'm stuck
Gotta stop shaking me up...
You feel so good you make me...s s s stutter!"
She turned her face, angling it just right and sighing deeply into the heat of the blazing summer sun. Pulling her bottom lip into her mouth she sucked on it lightly, bathing it with her tongue before letting it re-emerge.
She sighed again as the warmth, teasing but strong, and the slight breeze drew the moisture from her mouth impossibly fast. It was glorious, this summer heat, blistering and hot and toasting her skin.
There was no way she could resist the urge to groan and roll her body in the massaging rays that pressed into her muscles like hot firm fingers. Delightful fingers, hard across her shoulders, gently over her face and whispers across her thighs, just like...She rolls a bit into that sudden spark between her legs, bright behind her closed eyes...
But that was last night.
A satisfied smirk was equally hard to resist and being as this summer was all about enjoying things, diving in, reveling in the pleasure, she didn't even bother hiding it.
Nope.
She lay back, smooshing down into the lounger and letting the heat wash over her making her feel drowsy and loose, like the cat that got the cream.
Eyes still closed her raised her hands over her head and wiggled her fingers, because in truth she was more like the cat that got the...
She laughed to herself and realised she was just grinning up at the sky now, spread out in just a loose fitting shirt that stopped about an inch shorter than could be considered decent, and a little something underneath that was going to be interesting to reveal to him later.
She kicked the sandals from her feet wiggling her bare toes lazily before knocking her glasses down from her head, the breeze lifting her hair just enough that its didn't bother her with the heat.
She sighed, long and deep in the heavy pressure of summer sun that lay over her extremely sated and languid body, and she was seriously considering just sitting here all day grinning like a crazy woman with her arms stretched above her head.
Something warm closed over her hand and the smirk grew wider.
"What'cha doing Castle?" She asked as his fingers slid through hers. Thumbs circling the palms of her hand as he linked them together.
"Mmm...nothing, watching." He didn't linger over her hands though, slipping between their joined palms, his fingers moving slowly over her wrists, sliding steadily steadily down her arms.
"Mmm creepy." She mimicked smiling, letting her fingers curl through his hair and her arms wrap around his neck. Tugging him towards her as she tilted further back, watching him upside down.
"Oh Kate you gotta stop calling yourself creepy." He hummed his mouth falling onto her neck and moving lazily as he spoke, until he found her ear "makes it kinda awkward when I stare at you " He whispered.
His warm moist breath over the shell made her eyes flutter shut of their own accord and her lips parted, setting free a noise somewhere between a moan and a purr at the dancing movements of his lips.
"Are you going to join me?" She questioned in a barely there whisper as his fingers slid down the sides of her shirt.
"Hmm?" He asked, not really paying attention because the gentle sea breeze, the one that seemed to have taken up residence in the taste of her skin, had just lifted her hair. As the tendrils spiralled in the wind her neck was exposed and he spotted the tiniest stretch of skin behind her ear.
The smallest area of sun warmed, sea-kissed...mmm Castle-kissed skin he gloated as he moved closer. Skin that was as soft as velvet, and leaning forwards he pressed his lips against it moving them and breathing over her until he felt goose bumps erupt over her body.
He pulled back slowly, tugging himself free of her tight grasp of his neck, laughing "Cold Kate?"
"Hot." She said breathlessly, throwing herself back into the chair as he retreated, sighing again with the slightest of shivers.
Damn him, he was like a flare, straight to the centre of her chest, an explosion of heat that rippled outwards through her limbs. As if she wasn't already aggressively aware of the tentative hold she had over her libido...the joint combination of the sun and the man...her man...
"Very hot." She amended as he moved around her chair. She groaned catching her lip between her teeth as she watched him walk away, her eyes glued to his ass, openly ogling...mmm.
Then he turned and her focus shifted to the perfectly tight ripple of muscle through his upper arms. Lightly tanned, increasingly darkening taut skin over his biceps that was just...she needed to make a rule about him wearing long sleeved shirts...banned they had to be banned.
The lip between her teeth wasn't quite doing enough to mask the noises that wanted to erupt from her and she ran her index finger along her bottom lip. Dragging over the skin with her nail before slipping the digit into her mouth and biting down over the first joint.
She was being ridiculous, mesmerized and turned on, like a horny teenager or a sex starved...Oh she really shouldn't haven't thought about sex because now last night was running through her mind.
That massage that hadn't really been about relieving tension so much as increasing it, touching it teasing at it, until everythinghad become about relieving the tension. Every move, thrust, slip and slide, every single groan and squeeze of his arms...
Oh his arms...
Arms that lifted her so effortlessly, pulled her in tight, held her gently but securely.
She never felt anything but safe within the circle of arms.
Those clenched muscles she grazed with her teeth, laved with her tongue...well arm, really, she mused as she watched him, because for some reason he was holding one behind his back when he turned towards her.
Wrapping the free hand around her bent knee, he brushed his fingers against her sweat dampened skin before lifting her legs, taking their place on the seat, tossing the long lines of her bare thighs over his lap.
"Freakishly so." He agreed leaning over the chair to find her lips, her gorgeous sun drenched lips, intending to kiss a little of the sunlight further into her skin. But as he closed in on her she caught hold of his ear, and tipped her head to one side questioningly.
"Did you just call me a freak Castle?" She asked holding his face away from her as she waited.
"I said freakishly hot." He beamed at her tipping into the feel of her fingers, curling unknowingly around the outer edge of his ear. If she meant it as a punishment she was severelyout of practise because it felt a lot more like ...
"Ow!" He screeched as she pinched him hard with the tips of her nails.
"How is that better?" She asked tilting her head to one side, but she didn't wait for an answer before she allowed her fingertips to soothe over his earlobe.
"It's...not?" He hedged, trying to look innocent and failing miserably. Her fingers were too calming, too soft and the look she gave him far too indulgent, and just a little tinged with lust, for him to be anywhere near innocent.
"No it's not." she shook her head "Creepy and now a freak," she released his earlobe pulling her glasses to the tip of her nose so she could stare at him over the bridge "You really know the way to a woman's heart Castle." She grumbled under her breath even as his fingers tripped and trailed their way along her leg and he grinned at her.
"Said with love." He teased, snickering when she tried to hide her flinch of surprise, still so new. "I meant hot creepy." His fingers teasing at the hem of the shirt, "and the superhero kinda freaky." His eyes drifted past her misting over.
She let out a long moan under her breath, leaning back into the chair, if he was going off to play in fantasy land then...maybe she would just lay in the sun and do the same thing.
"But if I was gonna be a freak..." His eyes flashed to hers "Superhero." He amended quickly "I would wanna be one that could fly."
"Mmm." She agreed but her fingers caught at the hem of her loose t-shirt, pushing his hand away.
She pulled the material slowly, letting it slide high over her stomach "If I want to fly .." she hummed lifting the shirt the rest of the way over her head revealing her caramel coloured summer tan, "I have you..." She tossed the top aside and stared at him "Right Castle?"
His mouth gaped open and she slid her glasses back up over her nose.
"B...bikini." He stuttered, the fingers on her thigh tensing tightly. Staring in open wonder at the black two piece that seemed to be painted over very very small areas of her body. The ties that framed her hips in perfect little black bows and the long strings that hung from her slender neck, all screamed at him to be tugged, pulled and yanked free...
His fingers itched to get at them.
"Mmmm." Kate murmured, and she wanted to just full force knock him on his ass with the happiness she was feeling, the sensuality he seemed to awaken and the tease behind her smile. "Do you like it?"
"I...yeah... I just..." He stammered shaking his head "I'm sorry...cat got my tongue?" He laughed but it fell away quickly as she reached forwards and dragged him over the seat towards her.
"Not yet she hasn't." Kate whispered moving in close and snaking her arm around his neck, pulling his mouth down to hers.