This has been circling in my head for a while now. It was just the matter of time to get it down into the words and phrases. I hope you like it, guys. Keep reading, keep reviewing!
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His hand trembles when he opens the first button of her dress. He should be used to it. Used to them being together, undressing her slowly. But the reality is - he is not. Every time they start this slow dance of seduction, he gets excited beyond anything else. Because it's her. It feels new every time. Because she is Beckett. She is beyond amazing.
She notices the slight tremor of his hands and smirks. It doesn't go unnoticed by him. He pointedly ignores her mocking gaze and continues his actions with his hands on her back.
He has opened only one button so far. It's already making her impatient.
She decides to speed up the journey.
Slowly, tentatively, she slides her fingers down his stomach, making his abs shudder in sudden pleasure and he takes in a sharp breath. She smiles. She was waiting for it. She knows she can break him down to gasping puddle of mess if she wants. This slight change of his breathing was the thing she was waiting for. Mission completed.
He doesn't let her continue the slow exploration of her hands. He leaves the second button and trails his fingers down along her sides, making her shudder in response. Cruel man. He can do the same with her. With only a touch of his fingertips, he can turn her into moaning and gasping mess.
He brackets her wrists and pulls them softly away from his stomach.
"No," he answers to her quizzical stare, placing a soft kiss on her jaw.
She lets out a frustrated sigh.
"Why?"
"Don't you know?" he continues his exploration with his mouth while joining her hands on her back.
She shudders when his lips reach to her ear and he places a feather light kiss to her lobe. She swallows and shakes her head softly.
He trails the curve of her ear with his tongue, making the blood fire up in her veins.
He whispers again, his lips touch the lobe when he talks and it makes her shiver again. "Really?"
She opens her mouth to say something but her breath stops in her lungs as his teeth surround the delicate flesh of her earlobe. She knows exactly why he is doing this. He's making it all about her.
She shakes her head again before she succumbs to the feeling and leans against him, letting him in. With his mouth working with her ear, she lets him surround her, their body heat mingling to one.
He releases her lobe and continues his journey against her neck.
"Thought so," he whispers between the soft open mouthed kisses against her skin.
She sighs and places her head to his shoulder revealing more delicate skin to his delight. He doesn't let the chance go and starts to explore the newly exposed skin with his lips.
She decides that the way he uses his lips and tongue to maker her crazy, should be illegal. She lets out a breathy moan when he gently nips her skin over her pulse points
He can feel her erratic beating of the heart underneath his lips, the pulsing feeling making him crazy. Her soft skin reveals how much she loves the things he is doing to her.
He releases the delicate skin between his teeth and places a kiss on the barely visible bite mark. He smiles when she makes the sound between whimper and a moan.
"Impatient, aren't we?" he whispers against her neck, not wanting to let her go.
She nods and moans again while he slides his tongue over her delicate flesh. She wants to raise her hands to his neck and play with the tiny hairs on his neck. But his strong hands are still holding onto her arms, keeping them together on her back.
She tries to struggle free, moving her wrists in his hold. He doesn't let go of her hands, but grasps her wrists even stronger.
"Nuh-uh," he whispers again, his mouth making its way onto her cheek. "I can't let you go."
"Castle," she whispers breathlessly. "Please?"
She wants her arms free. She wants to touch him. She wants to make him feel as good as she is feeling right now. But his stubborn self wants to make this all about her. She sighs as he reaches to her mouth and claims her lips with his.
The friction of their mouths is overwhelming. She opens her mouth to him and he doesn't even second guess the invitation. Their tongues meet in hurried pace, teeth clashing together in passion. The fire in her veins becomes more and more hotter. Slow burn in her stomach is rapidly replaced with fireworks. She moans again when she gets a chance to breathe.
His hold on her wrists is getting weaker and she breaks herself free from his grasp. With one swift motion, she raises her hands and grips his shoulders. One hand sneaks to the back of his head, sliding her fingers through his silky hair. He slides his arms around her waist and pulls her impossibly close, deepening their kiss.
They just stand there, in the middle of the lowly lit hotel room, their breaths mingling together as they kiss each other senseless. His hands travel up and down on her back. He finally remembers to continue what he was doing in the first place. Unbutton her dress. He brings his hands back to the row of buttons again, sliding against the soft fabric.
He manages to undo the next one. She whimpers against him as he slows the pace of their kiss down. Languidly, sharing soft kisses and caresses, they break the kiss, both of them breathing hard. He smiles to her as she slowly opens her eyes. Her hazel brown eyes looking up to him glint of happiness in them. She looks so shiny, so full of light and happiness. His breath catches in his chest. Oh god, he loves her so much.
"You are so beautiful," he whispers, trying to put all of the emotions he is feeling at the moment behind his words.
She smiles the sweetest smile in his embrace. "You are not so bad yourself either, Castle."
He beams the brightest smile to her and leans down to capture her mouth again with his lips. She meets him halfway and they meet in the sweetest kiss again. Slow and exploring.
He starts slowly walking them backwards to the grand bedroom.
She notices the slowed pace of their movements as they shift towards the big silken bed. She doesn't want slow. She wants passion. She wants the fire in her body to burn quicker, boiling her skin, making her scream. Fireworks, all of it.
She heats up the slow kiss with the power of her tongue, creating friction between them. He shudders when he feels the shift in their connection and responds to her with all he has got. But he doesn't let her to lead.
He doesn't want quick. He wants slow, languid. Loving.
Back of her legs bump into the edge of their king size bed and they halt their slow walk. He slows the kisses down again, making her groan.
"Castle," she groans his name out when he pulls away slowly.
"You are impatient," he states, smiling.
She doesn't respond to him and brings her mouth to meet his again. He murmurs against her lips.
"Let it go, love," he murmurs as he is pushing her down to the bed, sharing languid kisses to her neck. "Sometimes the journey is better than the finale."
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