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A/N #1: There is going to be no plot to this chapter. It's going to be pretty much nothing but Caskett-y sexy times. Because, let's face it, after more than two months of not doing anything, we all know that they weren't finished after just one round. This chapter is most definitely rated M.

CHAPTER 2

At the end of 'Clear and Present Danger'

"Fuck, Rick! Oh my god," Kate panted, whimpered and groaned loudly at the feel of Castle's tongue and fingers between her legs.

Castle flattened his tongue, pressing it hard against Kate's clit, earning another loud groan from his fiancée. Her feet were clamped onto his shoulders, her thighs trembling under his hands. He knew that she was close. It was evident in the sounds that she was making, the thrusting of her hips against his mouth. He felt her reach for his hand, her fingers interlacing with his. He removed one hand from her leg, moving it to her entrance and slowly entering her as he felt her tighten up around him. "Let go, Kate," he urged her, moving his thick digit inside of her.

The buildup was one of the most intense feelings Kate had ever felt in her life. She tightened her grip on Castle's hand, gripping the sheet hard with her free hand. "Oh god, Castle. That feels so amazing," she managed to whimper before the explosion hit.

Castle loved the feel of her, the taste of her as she came. Her spasms went on for several minutes before she finally began to come down from her orgasm. Her flesh jolted under his lips and teeth as he gently nipped the inside of her thighs before moving his way slowly back up her body, kissing and nibbling along the way.

He cupped Kate's face, slowly kissing her before she somehow managed to flip him over onto his back. He smiled up into her shining eyes, loving the way that he'd made her skin all flushed and sweaty. She gave him an impish grin before sweeping her hair out of the way and attacking his mouth with her own. He let his hands travel down her back to her ass, squeezing it in his hands. "Kate Beckett, I hope that I never get enough of you," he was able to finally choke out.

"Well, you might get your wish tonight," she reached down for him, stroking him in her hand as he swallowed thickly.

"Shit, Kate," he growled at the feel of her sinking down around him. He pulled her down, kissing her passionately and thrusting up into her.

Their first round earlier in the evening had been fast for both of them; more than two months of not being together showing in their actions. But now they wanted to savor each other.

Kate straightened up and grabbed Castle's hands, bringing them up to her breasts as she ground herself against him. They kept their eyes glued on each other, his dark blue eyes meeting her smoky hazel gaze. He filled his hands with her breasts, feeling her nipples rub against the palms of his hand. He listened to Kate's breathing speed up as she moved up and down on his hardness. She threw her head back, and moved faster, her breath coming out in a series of whimpers and small screams.

He moved his hands down to her hips, guiding her frenzied movements against him. He groaned when she squeezed her muscles around him. "Shit, Kate," he gasped. She looked at him, smiling before she repeated the motion. "I'm close, Kate. Do that again."

She grabbed one of his hands from her hip, shoving it to the place where they were joined. "Touch me and I'll think about it," she panted as he grinned, rubbing two of his fingers against her swollen clit in just the way he knew that she liked. "Harder, Castle! Harder and faster!"

She squeezed around his cock as he continued to rub her hardened pearl. "Fuck, Kate!" He shouted.

"Oh shit, Castle," Kate answered him as she felt the heat of him spilling inside of her. She felt his arms come around her when she collapsed onto his chest. "I love you so damn much."

"I love you, too," he pressed his lips to her damp temple, rubbing circles on her back as he felt her heart pounding against his own. They let out simultaneous groans when he softened and slipped out of her. "I missed this."

"I told you; you had amnesia for two months. I still missed it more," she kissed his neck, shoulder, and chest before cuddling on top of him. "Do you want me to move?"

"No," he somehow got under the disheveled bedclothes, throwing the comforter over the both of them. "I missed this most of all."

"I don't think I'm finished yet, Castle," she reached for his hand, feeling his fingers curl around hers.

"Well, I am," he mumbled sleepily. "At least for right now. My batteries need to recharge."

Kate moved off of the top of him, curling up into his side as his arm came around her to hold her close. "I love you, Rick," she kissed his shoulder.

"I love you, too," he murmured, his eyes closing and his breathing evening out.

Kate lay awake, watching him, her skin still feeling electrified by his touch. The bed was a mess, the result of their first coupling earlier in the evening. She smiled, remembering how the two of them had rolled around the bed, each fighting for dominance. They had both burst out laughing when Kate had accidentally kicked one of the lamps off of the nightstand. Laughing during sex was among one of the many things Kate had missed about Castle during those long two months without him.

After they'd paused long enough to pick the lamp up from the floor, they returned to their frenzied lovemaking. There hadn't been the need for much foreplay. They were both more than ready for the other one. It also hadn't taken long for either of them to reach orgasm. She smiled when she remembered how sweetly Castle had apologized until she'd assured him that she'd been right there with him; that he had nothing to apologize for. They'd both started laughing together once again.

She startled when she heard him cry out in his sleep. She stroked his chest with her fingertips, hoping that he wouldn't wake up into a full-fledged nightmare. She knew that he hadn't been sleeping well since returning home; his sleep dotted with nightmares. So far, he'd been unable or unwilling to tell Kate or anybody else what he dreamt about. She understood how it was to suffer from nightmares. She understood not to push him. She made sure that she was there to hold him and soothe him back to sleep when he needed her to and to back off when he wanted to be left alone.

Castle's body twitched and he called out for her in his sleep. "Shh, Rick. I'm right here," she whispered. "You're okay. You're safe."

She moved closer into his warmth, letting him know that she was right there with him. She continued stroking his chest and stomach, feeling his body gradually relax once again. But he didn't stay relaxed for long. Within minutes, she felt him stiffen up again as his legs kicked out. She sat up and touched his face with her hand, brushing her thumb over the lines of his face. She smiled when his eyes slowly opened and he gave her a sleepy smile. "I was dreaming."

"I know," she whispered, even though they were the only ones in the loft.

"It was dark and I couldn't find you," he reached up and threaded his fingers through her tangled hair.

"I'm right here. I'm not going anywhere."

"We're getting back on track, aren't we, Kate? I mean, we're both finding our solid ground again?"

"We're definitely getting there," she bent down, covering his lips with her own, feeling his hands come around her to draw her closer. "In a few more weeks, we'll set another date, Castle. I promise. I can't wait to be your wife. I mean that."

"Do you know what I want to do right now?" He looked at her with twinkling blue eyes.

"I have a pretty good idea," she couldn't help but grin back.

"Katherine Beckett, get your mind out of the gutter," he threw back the covers and got out of bed. "I want to take a bath."

"You tell me to get my mind out of the gutter, and yet you want to take a bath. You do remember how our baths usually end, don't you?" She loved looking at him. His hair was seriously disheveled from their earlier lovemaking and everything about him was just adorable.

"You know that you long to get into the tub with me. It's written all over your face," he sat on the edge of the bed as she propped herself up on one elbow. "Come on, admit it. You can't get enough of me."

"I might need some persuading," her smile was devilish as he grinned and moved closer to her, his lips coming down on her neck as she burst into peals of delighted laughter. She wound her arms around his neck, holding him tightly. "I missed all of this so much, Castle. I missed laughing with you, loving you, sharing long bubble baths with you."

He pulled away and gently touched her face. "I missed all of this too, Kate. I know that I had amnesia for two months, but I know that I can't bear being away from you for even two days. Two months is like forever. Let's go take a long bath and make up stories about Bobo Fett."

"Do you think we can blindfold him? I always feel like he's watching us," she allowed Castle to take her hand and lead her off of the bed and into the bathroom.

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Castle had been right. Kate had longed to be like this with him; the two of them relaxing in a vanilla scented bubble bath, the steam from the water wafting up around them, Rick's arms and legs wrapped around her in a grip that made her feel so secure and so loved. She'd never felt like this with any other man she'd been with.

She had sunk down in the tub until she could rest her head against Castle's chest. She smiled at the feel of his heart beating against her back, his fingers lightly stroking her arms. "I'm telling you, Castle, he's staring at us," she nodded toward the figure of Bobo Fett, standing sentry by the shower.

"How can you tell? You can't even see his eyes."

"I'm a detective. Believe me, he's staring."

"You know, I bet that I can make you forget all about Bobo Fett," he managed to turn her so that she was lying on top of him. He kissed her, letting his hands travel down to cup her ass, squeezing it as she smiled against his lips.

"How many other women came in here in the middle of the night and got totally freaked out by that?" She remembered the first night they'd slept together when she got up to relieve herself and found herself face to face with the Star Wars character. She still wasn't sure how she'd stopped herself from screaming out.

"I don't know, but you're the only woman that matters anymore. If he freaks you out that much, I can move him somewhere else."

Kate knew that he would, too. He'd already moved the picture of Linus from their bedroom, replacing him with the seashells from their first trip together to the Hamptons. "I've ignored him for this long. I guess he can stay. Now shut up and kiss me."

Kate moaned against Castle's mouth when she felt his fingers once more between her legs, rubbing her in just the way that she liked. She jolted in his arms when she felt him press against her clit, the pads of his fingers doing indescribable things to her. She let her lips travel from his lips to his jaw and down to his throat, listening to his breath quicken. Reaching her hand down, she enclosed her fingers around the thick length of him, sliding her hand up and down his erection. "Kate," he growled out, swallowing hard as she continued to stroke him, her thumb rubbing around his tip.

"What?" She bit his earlobe, smiling when he growled again.

"As fantastic as your hand feels, if you don't stop, things are going to end pretty quickly."

"Really?" She pulled away from him, her eyes bright as she gave him that bright smile that was reserved only for him.

Castle considered himself the luckiest man in the world to get those smiles from Kate. He loved that he could make her so happy. He gasped when he felt her rub his shaft along her silky wetness before she eased herself down on top of him, letting out a gasp of her own at the feel of him filling her.

Attacking his lips with hers, Kate began to move fast and furious on him, soon causing the water in the tub to slosh over the sides. Neither of them cared as he grabbed her hips and thrust up into her as she met him on the down thrust. It didn't take long before both of their voices echoed into shouts and screams of ecstasy against the tiled walls of the bathroom.

Castle held Kate close to his chest after she'd collapsed on top of him. He heard her whimper when he softened and slipped out of her. "That was incredible," she whispered against him, shivering at the feel of his fingers lightly stroking her wet back.

"I think we're going to have to mop the floor," he said as she followed his gaze to the floor where a huge puddle of water was starting to spread.

"What else is new?" She looked at him before laughing against his shoulder.

"Scoot back," he told her as she complied. He then stood up and stepped over the edge of the tub onto the water-logged bathmat. He then held his hand out and helped Kate from the tub, grabbing a towel from the nearby rack to dry her off.

She then took another towel and used it to carefully dry him off, paying particular attention to the lower part of his anatomy. She gave him a sly smile as she dried him. "I think my batteries are seriously drained, Beckett," he told her.

After cleaning the water from the floor, they strolled back into their bedroom, getting under the covers stark naked. Kate lay on her stomach, watching as Castle got into bed beside her, rolling onto his side so that he could pull her into his embrace. She threw her leg over his hip, getting as close as possible before closing her eyes and letting sleep claim her.

Holding her close to him, Castle watched her sleep, a small smile playing on her lips. Holding her like this and watching her sleep was definitely his favorite way of ending his day. He didn't know how he could possibly make up for ruining her special day, but at least she still loved him. At least she wasn't going to go anywhere. He kissed her forehead, feeling her reach out for his hand. He tucked her fingers into his, brushing over her engagement ring as he closed his eyes and went to sleep.

A/N #2: I'm sorry it took so long to update this chapter. I've been working on a loom project for Christmas. But seriously, how great was that wedding? My only complaint was I wanted to see a conversation between Kate and her dad. But, that's why we have fan fiction.

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