So, I hadn't intended on continuing this story, especially considering I have another, long story on the go that I really should be working on, but seeing as this got such a great response, I've decided to add another chapter.

To Girl In The Gulf, who had the, eh, duration question, I didn't make it quite clear – the five minutes was meant to suggest a sensitivty period, if that makes sense. Funnily enough, can write this stuff in a fanfic but not in normality. Hmmm.

This chapter has taken a slightly different turn but hopefully it'll still interest people.

Anyway, here goes...

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Castle was beginning to work his way down her body again when she caught him under his chin and pulled him back up to her.

"Nah uh, get back up here." she said, half growling at him and he smirked down at her before finding himself looking up at her again. He groaned as his hands caught her thighs.

"My god, how do criminals not just die right there and then when you tackle them?" he said as she pulled him into a sitting position again, quickly pushing his shirt off his arms. She was half tempted to tie it together at his wrists to keep him still but decided against it. Tonight was not a night for bondage or other such tricks. Tonight she just wanted him, on his back beneath her, or sitting with his lips wrapped around her nipple (like he was doing now) while she ground herself against him, the sweet friction hitting her in just the right place.

For that to happen though he needed to lose the rest of his clothes. It seemed he understood that too because in the split second that she contemplated the very thought he had flipped her back onto her back, holding himself above her while his hands went, shakily, to his belt buckle before her hands joined in, risking a slight squeeze of his erection as she did.

"Kate, if you do that again this will be over before I've managed to take everything off..." he hissed as her hand grasped him through his boxers. He stepped off the bed to let his jeans fall down his legs and he kicked them off before grabbing the waistband and shedding his boxers too.

Beckett smirked up at him from where she lay on the bed. That smile, the one that said he had no idea what he was in for turned him on every time he saw it. It never got old.

"Come here." she said soflty and he complied, edging his way between her legs and bringing his lips down onto hers again. The kiss was softer this time, full of love and tenderness, his lips soft on hers, his tongue moving languidly over hers. The pace had slowed completely in that kiss, the tone of the evening changed completely. While it had been hot, heavy and furious in his study, both their moods had changed now that they were in his bedroom. Castle breathed heavy against her lips, his forehead slick with sweat, sliding against hers.

"God I love you..." he murmured as he nibbled at the pulse point of her neck and she chuckled happily under his touch, her fingers running through his mussed hair. She allowed her eyes to close as she enjoyed his touch, his hands were sliding slowly along her thigh and back.

"I love hearing you say that..." she replied, the sweetest smile anyone's ever seen stretched across her face. He lifted his head from her neck and allowed his eyes to lock with hers. He swallowed hard before shaking his head. She looked at him quizzically.

"I don't know what I did to deserve you." he said simply before kissing her again. As it deepened, Beckett, curled a foot around his leg before expertly flipping him over onto his back straddling him. He grinned up at her as she raised herself up above him, angling herself over him before letting him sink into her, the feeling of being slightly stretched causing her breath to come out ragged as she settled herself on his hips, His hands shifted to her hips pulling her firm down on him as he cursed quietly to himself.

Slowly she moved, raising herself off him before slowly letting him slide into her again. He met her, thrust for each agonisingly slow thrust before feeling the need to change the angle. He sat up, crossing his legs in front of him, pulling her own around his waist so she was effectively cradled in his lap. He put one hand behind him to steady himself while the other splayed along the middle of her back.

"I'm not going to have you speaking French by lying still and letting you do the work," he whispered against her lips.

"Russian," she said, letting a hand run down the front of his chest.

"What?"

"I can speak Russian. With an accent." she grinned, catching his bottom lip between her teeth and he groaned back at her.

"The only thing sexier than watching you bite your own lip is feeling you bite mine." he said, slipping his tongue out over his lip and into her mouth. She released her hold on his lip and shifted her hips slightly against him. His mouth opened in a wide O, eyes closed as she moved again. He used the hand anchoring behind him to thrust up into her, her head falling forward onto his shoulder as he did. She whispered something in his ear, something suspiciously foreign. He thrust again and she said something else. He grinned, turning his head to look at her.

"My dear detective, would that perchance be Russian coming out of your mouth?" he smiled smugly and she took her chance to grind down on him again, hos mouth eliciting a loud groan and a 'fuck'. She grinned back at him.

"Seems I can make you swear easier than you can make me translate." she said, repeating her earlier action but he was ready for her this time, thrusting as she made her move, resulting in both of them offering their various responses at the same time. He grinned back at her.

"Is that so?" he asked, thrusting into her again and her head fall back. He thrust into her again, leaning forward to kiss the base of her neck, his tongue running down the valley between her breast as she arched her back into him. He thrust again, drawing a loud yelp from her and he grinned at that, before moving against her again and drawing another such cry.

With one swift move, he flipped them over so he was on top of her again – he had managed to do so without withdrawing from her.

"Hey!" she said in protest and his lips came down on hers forcefully.

"I've decided I prefer you when the only noise coming from your mouth is incomprehensible." he said as he thrust into her again, drawing another long moan from her. She arched her back up into him, wrapping one leg down over the back of his thighs, the other around his waist.

He thrust into her again, harder this time and followed it up immediately with another and then another and another until he could feel himself getting close. He was amazed at his stamina to last this long with her.

He glanced down to see her face, to watch every breath and moan and smile on her face as he pushed into her. She was close too, he knew by the way her lips pursed together. He leaned forward and kissed her again, adjusting his speed and angle slightly to hit her the way he knew would send her over the edge.

He knew she was coming when he felt her pour herself into the kiss and he kept her tongue occuppied swallowing the moans that she was eliciting despite the fact that she was kissing him. He felt himself coming as she finally broke their kiss and he let his forehead fall onto her shoulder as he pushed in and out of her, a loud groan coming from his mouth as he reached his release. He collapsed against her, his lips absently working over her bare, sweating skin. He flicked his tongue out to taste her, let his hands run up and down her sides, continued touching her as much as possible while they both recovered.

Finally, after realising there was a chance he was crushing her, he rolled off her, leaving one leg slung across her as he kissed her neck again, sighing happily. They lay in silence for a moment.

"I love you." Beckett said suddenly and Castle smiled at her as she turned to face him. He grinned at her and kissed her.

"I love you too." he said as he pulled her into his embrace, drifting off to sleep but not before considering the fact that she couldn't have picked a more satisfying first time to say 'I love you'. The last thing he did as he turned onto his side was to drape a strong arm across her body, and smile as he felt her breathing even out against his chest. Then he allowed his own eyes to shut.

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So that's it folks. Pop on over to my other story All A Blaze which I'm hoping to update soon. There are also a few other Castle fics on my page. Check em out!