Castle just right now cuts of paper his finger and he's licking it too… sensuously? Why she even noticed it? Damn, because of Castle! Because of sounds that he produces (as if insiniiruet something appears too often in her dreams), lollipop, which he ate in the morning, his shirt that one color that and her — it all too much for her today. Beckett sizzles and not understand that she do. But Castle do. He came and looked penetrating into her eyes. And it also makes her feel horribly. Beckett gonna want more. She gonna want more. More touching skin, maybe, less people around them, less wearing clothes, less formalities (It is necessary to explain the meaning of it for him, and explain what it means to their absence)... oh, it's very-very bad right now.
She is going to turn away and try to repay the vivid images in the mind by reading the most boring documents relating to the suspect and his mummies, but at this moment he is looking straight into her eyes and licks his finger one last time to get it out of his mouth and said:
— Beckett what do you w?..
Too hoarse.
He gets off on the last word. perhaps, too sees these images fill out her mind and float on the surface of the pupils.
She suddenly stands up, pushes the chair loudly leading them on the floor and detectives look back on it, it's too bad, but she did not care. Beckett purposefully goes to the elevator and Castle follows her simply because he thinks which look she awarded him, said it would be worse if he did not fulfill all , which she wants. Moreover, he knows that now match their desires.
Only where she leads him?
Oh, larder.
Brooms, buckets, detergent shelf. and wild-looking Kate who drags him over the edge of his shirt in and slams the door behind him.
He is delighted.
Beckett pressed him the whole body, it pushes on the door and it was good, good and warm in all the right places. he lets the air through clenched teeth. Kate Beckett ... Now is not it ... Kate. Kate. Kate biting his earlobe and growls:
— Never again do so, you can see where it leads!
Castle will do so every day. Just he need to know that it is.
Beckett kisses his hand, licking his fingers, and he knows exactly why she's so wild today. it makes him whine from the need to make it longer and more elsewhere. it would be better for a couple of days in a different place with a break only to eat.
Aaah
— Pray that I will not curse you for it, — sizzles Beckett and her hand drops below, runs on him stomach and touches the belt on trousers and below ...