A/N: So I totally meant to put this note at the end of last chapter, but yes, I'm continuing this (well I mean, here I am, lol) but this is where the rating comes in. Sorry about that, but hope you enjoy. And if it's not your cup of tea, then just stick to chapter one.
Chapter 2 ~ (Broom closet you-know-what entails. Sorry if it's a bit shorter than the first chap.)
This was quickly entering dangerous territory, territory where he would most definitely not be able to control himself if she kept this up. His mind flashed with a warning sigh that read, 'Not responsible for all actions that ensue', and he almost wanted to laugh, because if he had one of those signs, he would have shoved it at Kate Beckett a long time ago and ran.
"Okay, what are you telling me?"
"I'm telling you, that this is how you're going to get what you want, and so am I."
"And...what is it that you want, exactly?"
One low, punctuated word. "You."
That was it. Katherine Beckett was going to be the death of him. He was going to die here.
She came at him then, all lips and teeth and tongue and it was all he could do to keep himself upright and wrap his head around what exactly was taking place in this wonderful broom closet.
Speaking of wrapping things around things, Beckett's legs were currently snaking their way around his lower back, her sinful heels digging into his muscles, and he finally managed to take control, spinning them around and shoving her up into the wall on their left.
Their pelvises clashed together and she moaned at the contact, feeling him hard and throbbing through his slacks against her soaking underwear.
Her hips began moving without her consent, creating a rhythm of quick-paced circles against him, and she was embarrassed to find that she was already close, without any clothes having been removed whatsoever.
Then Castle's hands were all of a sudden pushing her skirt up, bunching it around her waist, and oh god- she was going to have wrinkles, wasn't she- but she was too caught up in the moment to care. She couldn't care, not when his thick fingers were sliding away her underwear and plunging into her, making her cry out and throw her head back as he pumped a steady rhythm into her.
"Jesus, you're wet. Why are you so wet, Beckett?" He rumbled into her ear, increasing the pace of her already severely quickened breath. She had always loved his voice, but hearing it in this setting was indescribably hotter. (She'd always suspected that it would be.)
The heel of his hand was circling her clit and oh fuck- she was coming, she was coming hard- and Castle pulled her into a bruising kiss to muffle the obscene noises that she didn't even recognize were exiting her own mouth.
"Fuck." She swore fiercely once the tremors relinquished.
Castle was thinking the same thing. That had to be the hottest thing he ever experienced, and that was saying a lot. He also had a feeling that that was one event of many to come with this particular detective and her sinful body.
He didn't realize, however, that round two was coming sooner than he thought, not until he felt nimble fingers undoing his shirt buttons and his belt buckle, and then sliding his pants down to his ankles. Then- Jesus- her deft fingers were grasping his length, caressing it slowly, and oh god- if she kept that up this was going to be over before it even started.
"Becke- Kate." He groaned, trying to wrench her hands away. "You- you've gotta stop."
She grinned, letting go, but rolling her hips a little, that tease, and then he pushed her further into the wall, thrusting all the way into her in one stroke. The high-pitched moan that she let out was totally worth it, and he decided then that if he could make her repeat that sound every night, he would be the happiest man alive.
Kate captured his mouth in a fierce kiss, sucking his lower lip into her mouth and biting on it sharply, before swiping back over it with her tongue. He met her tongue stroke for stroke as he began to thrust into her faster, faster, until she was honest-to-god keening, her heels digging even harder into his back as she tensed. Her body arched off the wall as she completely shattered around him, whimpering his name, as Castle followed a very close behind.
Kate's legs slowly unfurled from around Castle's waist, like a cat waking up from a comfortable nap position, and her heels hit the ground with a sharp little clack. Her arms remained around him, and her forehead came to rest against his.
She breathed out a quiet sigh, humming in the back of her throat. "That was amazing."
Castle's heart nearly jumped out of his throat. He definitely not been expecting this type of Kate Beckett. He expected her to run; he expected Regretful Kate Beckett, Embarrassed Kate Beckett even, not Snuggling-into-his-shoulder-and-talking-about-how-great-the-sex-was Kate Beckett. (Though in the back of his mind, he was probably hoping for this option more than a little.)
"Mm." Castle murmured his consent as he traced patterns into her shoulder blade.
"Wow, Castle, you're very eloquent after sex." Kate shifted, her sparkling eyes coming back up to meet his. As they made eye contact, he had never thought she had looked more beautiful wrapped around him, with her cheeks flushed and hair deliciously rumpled.
"If you say 'eloquent' again, we're going to have another problem on our hands besides my speech failure."
He figured she could probably read his mind, as she teasingly palmed his groin. "Oh, I don't doubt that the power of my vocabulary turns you on. Just wait till you hear me say, mmph-"
Castle cut her off with a kiss, the words unsaid swirling around them- her arousing vocabulary and so, so much more- but he knew that she had to know how he felt, and that she would tell him her response when she was ready. But as for the mean time, Kate was standing up on her tiptoes, hot breath washing into his ear, and she was whispering- "Come back to my place tonight."
Castle didn't have any further doubts that she and her legs would continue to provide him with severe speech impairment, (as well as fantasy material), for the for the rest of his life.
fin.
A/N: Well guys, hope you enjoyed accompanying me on my journey through this little story, and you can definitely expect more writing from me in the future! I have a bunch of stuff drafted that I can't wait to post. Thanks so much for all the support! It's really appreciated.
~queenchristine
