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He couldn't take it anymore. He could scent her arousal and taste it. It was driving him crazy. He needed his boxers off and do her right there.
He needed it! That liquor was enchanted, no: it was poison. His poison. He wouldn't let anyone else taste it. She noticed he'd step away to take off his boxers and she pushed him away from her against her will and stood up.
"Put it back on its place right now!" she couldn't believe him. She was supposed to take off his boxers. Not him!
"Well, Hello detective Beckett"
She gave him a naughty smile "Hum… hello Castle. I was wondering where have you been… 'till now." Oh yeah, she knew which buttons to push.
She was dazed but couldn't help herself. She kissed him deeply and tasted herself in his lips. She liked the idea of marking him down with her taste. He belonged to her.
She led the way to the couch while kissing him 'till he bumped and fell seated on the couch's armrest. As he fell, she raised her naked body on him, passing her hardened nipples all over his body and then she did the same thing he had done to her nipples to his supporting herself with her hands on his thighs.
His chest welcomed her caresses, warm and clean, without a single hair. Her hands touched his skin feeling how warm he was, feeling his heart beat so strongly. As her lips tasted his chest, his abs and specially his lower abs, her hair brushed his body giving him shivers all over. Her chin pressed down his cock while she kissed and caressed his lower abs, and it made him groan. She noticed how tortured he was with that and decided to take advantage of it.
She rubbed her hand on his cock over his boxers.
"Something wrong, Ricky?" She asked with a very sexy voice.
"Oh, God! No, definitely not" he said within moans.
She lightly bit his cock over the boxers letting him feel her mouth's warmth. He had shivers running down his spine, his legs, his arms, his chest and his scalp. He almost gave in.
"You don't have to-" he gasped, desperately wanting her to ignore what he'd just said.
"Are you denying me your taste? Don't you want me to taste you, Ricky?" She whispered back.
"Oh yes-yes I do"
"Too bad. I'd cuff you if you didn't"
He was flabbergasted. He didn't know that Kate. Although, she said it was Nikki there with him, and Beckett just said hello a little while ago.
Touching his naked and strong body was getting her even more aroused, and she couldn't not touch him. He lifted his hips letting her know he wanted his boxers gone.
That was no need to hurry, even more if he was already ready to go. Slowly, with her teeth, she started pulling his boxers down, brushing her lips and her nose on his cock while she pulled. She couldn't help herself so she used her hands to help pull his boxers off his butt.
She needed to get her hands on his butt and all that flesh; all to herself.
"Know what I want?" she asked him.
"huh?" She had him entirely unfocused.
"I want you to tell me what you want"
"what makes you think I'll make things easier for you?"
She raised an eyebrow. So much for a talker…
She finished taking his boxers off enjoying every inch of his thick legs, so strong and - oh God - she needed to feel him inside quickly. His cock jumped out of the boxers and she grabbed it hard on the base, pressing down its main vein, making it pulse from the base to the tip under her touch. Every now and then she'd release the pressure a bit and grab it hard again.
First she was a bit shy about him seeing her play with his cock, after all, he was seated and it gave him plain view of her moves. He threw his head backwards and closed his eyes to make her comfortable.
She started rubbing her nose on his thick-pulsating member "Love your smell…" and she whispered to him.
He looked down on her eyes as she said it "Oh, you're good".
She moistened her soft lips and licked the tip of his cock, then kissed it and slowly put it inside her mouth while massaging his balls, still holding the pressure that was driving him crazy.
She left him there and stood up.
"Wh-what's wrong?" He was confused… right now did she had to stop?
"I'll be right back" she headed to the kitchen.
"It would go faster if you say what you're looking for, you know" he was desperate.
"Huh! Just found them"
"Them?"
"Ice-cubes"
"Ice… cubes? Oh! The ice-cubes…"
She came back, kneeled before him, spit one of the ice-cubes in a tiny bowl and placed her lips on the tip of his cock, drawing on it with her really ice tongue, licking and tasting him, feeling his hotness melt the ice in her tongue. She was holding the pressure again with ice-cold fingers with her left hand as she started stroking him with the right hand, speeding up the pace.
Too many new sensations happening at once, he couldn't focus on not coming anymore, he needed more, but he wanted to get inside of her wetness, get his cock back its warmth.
"Ooooh fuck! that's… ooooh" His eyes couldn't stay open anymore, he was so close, so close he could feel his tiny seminal vesicles aching to fully contract and release his tension "stop" He gasped almost coming.
She knew he was about to come, so she sucked hard the tip of his cock as she tasted the pre-cum in her mouth, so warm. She involved her tongue and her lips around his cock's head sucking it 'till the last dropof pre-cum. Her tongue slightly rubbed his sensitive spot as she withdrew her mouth from his member. And she stopped everything she was doing. Just in time. He was making a tremendous effort to not come in her mouth, as much as he wanted so.
She sat on his lap letting him feel her warmth and wetness just for him.
She leaned on his body e said by his ear "You taste so. damn. good." as she felt his cock regaining its warmth, still pulsating under her hot and wet pussy.
She felt his member's tip pulse on her clit hot and cold at the same time.
He moved his hip up a bit so he could press her clit a bit more and own her.
"Awwww" she couldn't prevent her moan when she felt his cock's tip pressing hard on her clit nor quit ridding him so slowly to enjoy that friction on her clit.
And he thought he was teasing her. She really did know how to use her weapons. He wondered what else she could use against him. No, he wouldn't complain.
"Fuck, Kate! Stop that!" he almost didn't say it. His throat was tense.
"Can't…" she really couldn't stop it, her body wouldn't allow her. His cock's tip was sliding back and forth under her clit and pressing it. She was so so wet…
"Have to" his eyes were shut, he was biting his bottom lip and groaning each time his cock slid almost into her wet cave and back to her clit.
"Fuck! Deal with it" as she said it he opened his eyes.
Something about her voice just awoke him.
"You're about to come!" he was amazed by how she held him still without even trying to. Yes, he wanted her to come for him. Yes, he wanted to come for her. On her. In her.
"And so are you" she whispered as she throw her head back.
Her sliding became frenetic and her movements were losing control as she became closer and closer to come. He couldn't choose if he gripped her hips or her breasts, so he decided to use his mouth to help out.
He sucked hard on her nipples, her breasts, alternating on them, as he gripped her hips pressing them down to increase the friction. As he moved her hips closer to him, frenetic, his cock's tip tangled her entrance as it entered an inch due to inertia.
"Oh Fuck!" He gasped as he immediately held her still keeping her hips up so she couldn't press herself down on him. It was a reflex. Completely involuntary. Yet needed.
"Fuck, Castle, don't stop!" She was desperate "I'm so close" she didn't had to say that, he could she her chest breathing short and heavily, her pupils fully dilated and her mouth slightly open.
He also could feel her wetness and warmth… and the tight entrance. Her pulse was begging him to go deeper. His hips pushed his member an inch deeper against his will. Half his cock's head was already in and he felt his hips trying to push it another inch. And failing.
She was delicate, bur also strong, she pressed down as he pushed up.
She was so wet that even if they didn't push, his member would still slid in without struggle. They weren't talking anymore, their bodies had its own life and they couldn't help themselves: they needed each other. They were filled with lust and tension.
She buried her teeth on his neck as her nails cut into his skin on his back: she needed him. Inside.
He pushed her body up preventing his cock to get more than those 2 inches in and stood up as he pulled his member from her entrance and walked around the couch holding her. She wrapped her legs around his waist as she kissed his lips unleashing her lust.
His knees were betraying him, so he pushed Heatto his kitchen's supporting pillar. It was cold and she was hot. She felt her back burn to its touch. She wrapped her arms around it, behind her, holding on as she could while she pulled his body to hers with her legs still wrapped around his waist.
He pulled her down a bit, so he could reach her neck and breasts. He pressed her hard against the pillar so his hands were free. Her sweaty body glued her to the pillar's cold surface holding her in place.
His hands caressed her neck, then her breasts and gripped her hips pushing it to his member's tip. He couldn't miss the target: it was swollen, wet, hot and pulsating as he touched it. He moved his hands to her ass as he pushed his cock an inch inside her entrance again.
"There's no going back" he said looking at her eyes.
"Thank God" she smiled.
"I'm not gonna last"
"Me neither"
His cock slid an inch deeper and both of them groaned. Her hands were cold again, from the pillar, as she wrapped them around his neck, gripping his hair, he shivered due to the sensory-overload. Her mouth was on his ear and her moan gave him all sorts of shivers.
"Do it" she said by his ear.
He pulled her hips from the pillar providing him a better angle, gripped her hips harder than necessary. No, extreme force was necessary in that moment. He took a deep breath, making sure her back was against the pillar and thrust her till almost all of his member was inside of her.
"Fuck!" They gasped together as their bodies tensed lying on each other's.
He could never get out of her. Now he could feel with his member what his fingers felt minutes before and as soon as her body adjusted to his size, his member fully entered her with a new thrust filling her in completely. He pressed hard her clit with the last thrust and she squeezed his member with all her strength using her inner muscles.
He dropped his weight on her against the pillar. Never ever, absolutely ever, he felt that tightness on his cock. She was already really tight, for all her experience, and tighten herself around his member was just overwhelming.
"Oh God!" he gasped breathless "Fuck! Did you do that?"
"What?" she took a moment to breathe in again "This?" and squeezed his member one more time.
"Oh my God! Fuck! Yeah… that"
She chuckled as she felt his back shiver and his breath on her neck made her shiver too.
"Don't stop" she whispered on his ear.
"Don't stop either" he gasped as he began thrusting her keeping a pace.
With each thrust she squeezed his member with all her strength. She was almost there.
He speed up the pace forcing her to hold the tightness around his cock nonstop as he banged her clit with each thrust.
"Oh my God, you feel so good" He gasped thrusting ever harder and frenetic "I won't last long"
She gripped his hair almost pulling it from his head as she became closer and closer to come. Every muscle of her body was clamping herself from inside. More and more.
First her abdomen, then her legs, her back, hers arms, until every muscle was doing it. All at once: burning with pain and delight.
A gigantic wave of muscle spasms held her body prisoner for seconds, washing it with lust and delight.
"I'm coming, Castle!" she called his name when she was coming.
"Beck-ett! Oh fuck!" for some unknown reason, he called her detective side as he was coming.
Unconsciously he dropped his body's weight on her. They were both sweaty and their bodies just glued themselves to each other, as the shiver's waves flooded their bodies releasing some of their tension.
He couldn't move, not while she was still pulsating around him. He couldn't let go of that. Not ever.
"Ready for the second round?" she was breathless yet she meant it.
"What? Now?" he couldn't believe his ears "What the hell you think I am? A sex machine?"
"No, a sex machine can last. All. Night. Long." she whispered teasing him as she bit his earlobe.
"You're gonna pay for that"
"Make me pay, Ricky" she gave him the naughtiest smile he had ever seen as she grabbed his neck with one hand feeling his pulse under her fingers.
"So I'm your slave now?"
"Yeah… my sex-slave"
"Fuck! You really are the perfect woman!" he said amazed.
