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One word summing up this chapter: SEX!
Get ready, boys and girls, cause it's gonna get naughty. ;)

Don't expect Part 3 soon. I won't finish it before Castle's epic season finale, and that finale will consume me for days. Also, Part 3 will have a lot more fun. It'll take time to write out all that good stuff. I promise it'll be worth the wait.

Reminder: their thoughts are italicized.

Sleep With Me Part 2

They sit together on her couch, not knowing what to say or do next. Kate lies back on a pillow against the armrest and keeps her nightshirt from riding up while she stretches her legs. Her feet come to rest on his lap, and he tells himself not to freeze up. He relaxes against the back of the couch, looks down at her, and says, "Want to watch a movie?"

"Do you see a TV anywhere, Rick," she asks, making a note to continue calling him 'Rick' in order to keep things on a personal level.

"I… Uhhh," he mutters, looking around her apartment. "You don't have a TV?" He looks back to her, surprised.

"I have one in my bedroom," she clarifies, "So if we watch a movie, we'll have to watch it all curled up in my bed." Her smile does not go unnoticed by him. In fact, almost none of her smiles tonight do. Her feet begin moving around his thighs and knees playfully, bumping and poking him. He smiles back and says boldly, "That's not a bad idea."

"No, it's not, but I don't feel like watching a movie," she says, her voice lowering. She shuts her eyes. "Mmm….rub my feet."

"Seriously? I'm not your servant."

She stills her feet, fights a laugh, and says, "Yes, seriously. I'm sure you have very capable hands. So… Rub my feet."

"I didn't hear the magic word, Kate," he teases.

She opens her eyes and gives him a look. "Oh no. No. I'm the cop, and I'm telling you to rub my feet. You don't get to toy with me like that." She renders him speechless because he didn't expect to deal with the tough Beckett side of her. She smiles softly and whispers, "Please." She relaxes as he clutches her left foot and gives it a good massage. I knew his hands would feel good anywhere on me. His gaze focuses on what he's doing, but it shifts to her face when she moans. He feels tight in his PJ bottoms. Calm down. Down!

"It was such a long day today," she murmurs, "That feels good." Her fingers press into her thighs as her hands continue holding her shirt. Damn, he's good.

He grins and soon massages her other foot, and she moans again. She purrs too: "Thank you, Rick…" Whoa, he never heard that tone before! He likes it. His eyes move over her body and linger on her thighs. He breathes deeply.

When he's finished, his tone lowers too, "What else do you want?"

"So much," she whispers. His mouth drops, and she opens her eyes. "Don't be so shocked," she says in her normal tone, and he closes his mouth. She sits up and plants her feet back on the floor. She takes his hand in hers and locks eyes with him. This is it. Has to be. No going back. No reason to be "scared" anymore. Why was I? She smiles softly and then turns serious. "Rick… I care so much for you. I've been working on my issues for us to break down the wall around my heart. I'm so glad I have," she tells him.

What the hell do I say to that? He grips her hand tightly and replies, "I… I'm glad too. I really am. (He gives a warm smile.) And how…uhh… It's going well?"

"What do you think?" She places her other hand on his face and stares lovingly into his eyes. Eyelove, eyesex, whatever you want to call it… It consumes them until her eyes falter to his lips. She moves closer to him and presses her lips to his.

She feels alive: This is really happening. Wow, his lips are like satin. Oh yeahhh.

His mind and body are on overload: Is this really happening? Hell yeah, this is happening. Her lips feel so warm.

Their kiss starts out slow; they take time enjoying it, not wanting to rush. He lets her lead but moans when she opens her mouth to slip her tongue out and over his bottom lip. His moan turns her on like nothing else, and she keeps tonguing his lip. This encourages him to open his mouth, and she slides her tongue right through. She tilts her head, and slow is not an option anymore. Their kiss deepens as their tongues meet with both of them moaning loudly. And they're both thinking the same thing: Wow. Their sweaty hands clench tightly until she takes hers away to grip the back of his neck. His hand runs up her back while his other becomes lost in her hair. They both believe they've never felt anything as good as kissing each other. She moans again, which makes him moan again, and they can't get enough…

Passion. Love. Both exist so strongly between them. And now they're letting those feelings out. In the beautiful, heated way they should. Finally.

She moves her fingers to their joined mouths, feeling their kiss, and he thinks that is very sexy. Moments later, he breaks the kiss abruptly, since they do need to resume breathing, and plants a kiss on her fingers. She's gasping for air and feels a fresh rush of heat when he grabs her wrist and kisses the palm of her hand. He takes their hands away and settles against the couch to catch his breath.

"That was…"

"Oh yeah," she agrees, knowing he's feeling the same way she is.

They're silent for a couple minutes, and then she tells him, "You taste like vanilla and coffee. Amazing." She smiles and looks down, having a moment of shyness. He brings a hand to her chin, and she looks back up at him.

"Coffee? Really? Does that mean I drink too much of it?" He traces a finger along her jaw as she softly giggles. She shakes her head, and he continues, "The vanilla would be from the ice cream."

"Yeah," she says, nodding in agreement. "The coffee… There's no way you drink more than I do." They share a laugh over that, and he says softly, "You taste like heaven on Earth. Like a delicious strawberry that's just ripened and is ready to be devoured." She looks at him like only she can, like he has recited a poem that's all about her. "And vanilla too," he adds. She grins and asks, "You want to taste more?"

"More kissing? Always." He grins back, and her eyes become completely lost in his again, feeling love stemming from their word that means so much. Her spell is broken when he begins leaning in. She stops him by saying, "That's not what I meant." His mouth drops as if he's going to say something, but he doesn't. He watches her get up, go to the kitchen, and put away their forgotten goodies. He almost starts drooling when she makes her way to her bedroom. She faces him and beckons him with her fingers and eyes. He protests, "Kate. We don't have to… I mean, I want to, but don't feel pressure to…"

"Hush up." She grins brightly at his anxiety-mixed-with-arousal and responds, "I don't feel any pressure. I know we don't have to. I know you want to. I want to too." She continues on her path and asks, "So, are you coming?" She doesn't have to ask that twice, and she giggles at the double entendre. Oh, she giggles. Does she do that in bed too? Oooh! Does she scream? He's about to find out.

*page break*

Rick stands in the doorway gazing around Kate's bedroom. He takes it all in, finally seeing the place where she finds serenity and where she sleeps every night. It's the place only she is allowed in unless she allows you in. It's the place where she keeps her secrets and treasures. Surely there are other rooms containing secrets, but only someone special can discover the ones in her bedroom. Maybe he'll be that someone special. She stands in front of him in awe of his observing. He spots his bag on the floor to his right, looks to her, and grins. "Did you plan to call me this late at night, or did you need a booty call," he wonders, wiggling his eyebrows at her.

Her mouth drops, and she feigns offense, "No! No. (She calms down.) I finally took a step in the right direction."

"I was just messing with you."

"Yeah, you do that a lot." She smirks.

"Have to keep you on your toes. Just like you keep me on mine," he says, moving towards her. He slips his arms around her and makes another observation: "I can't believe how short you are."

"Why do you think I wear such high heels," she banters back.

"Of course," he states before turning serious. Their eyes lock again, and he tells her, "I care about you too." Before he can continue, she says, "I think it's more than that." He nods and continues, "You know I've wanted you since we first met. Back then it probably would've been a one-night stand. Now… This means more to me than just sex. I like being with you no matter what we're doing." She wraps her arms around his neck and pulls herself up to match his height. "It means more to me too. So much more. And maybe this night is the start of something…"

"A relationship?" There is so much hope in his eyes.

She nods and warns him, "Don't get carried away with that."

"I won't," he replies, and she smiles. "I can't believe we're here," she says.

"I can't believe it either," he responds softly. She leans in and plants a soft kiss on his neck. "And I can't believe you just did that."

She pulls back, chuckling softly. She whispers in his ear, "How about this?" She kisses his ear and slowly sucks on his lobe. She kisses the spot right below his ear, and it makes him moan. She pulls back to see his eyes closed, anticipating what she'll do next. She grins, kisses his jaw, and runs her tongue along his lips. He moans and grips her tighter. She feels how much he wants her, especially once he lifts her up and holds her even tighter against him. She gasps and instinctively wraps her legs around him, and he groans at his hardness pressing between her legs. They see the lust in each other's eyes, and she presses her forehead to his. "Ohh Rick. I've wanted you for so long," she whispers, "Just as long as you've wanted me."

He whispers her name, feeling on top of the world at knowing for sure that she's always wanted him. Their heads break apart as he carries her to the bed. She plants light, affectionate kisses on his lips. When he finally kisses back, it's passionate and they don't waste any time going slow. They moan deeply, their tongues mingling greedily, needing to feed the fire burning within them. He sets her on the bed and starts pulling away, but her arms don't let him go. She yanks him on top of her as she lies across the bed. Their kissing never falters, and she runs her feet up & down his legs. Their bodies begin moving together impulsively, and he thrusts against her, catching her gasps in his mouth.

Eventually, the need for air reaches them, and they break apart breathlessly. Their heated movements stop as well. A minute later, Rick says, "We're not going to get very far if kissing makes us unable to breathe." Kate smirks and says, "You have a point. But I like kissing you." He kisses her quickly, and she says, "We should get more comfortable." She pushes him off of her and moves to lie against the pillows. When he sees what she means, he follows suit. He reaches for her, and she lets herself be tugged underneath him. They kiss again, and he murmurs, "I like kissing you too." She moans, and their tongues mingle briefly. She then sighs at the feel of his lips moving over her jaw and down to her neck. He doesn't stay long enough, in her opinion. He has a question that he needs an answer to. It's bugging him that much.

"Kate," he says, making eye contact with her.

"Yeah," she says slightly out of breath. She slides her hands up his arms to his shoulders, rubbing them affectionately.

"Why did you text me and invite me over?"

"Really, Castle? You need to know this right now?"

"I'm extremely curious."

She kisses him because she can and answers his question: "I couldn't sleep. I tried different things and winded up with a sugar craving. My mind was already on you, so I texted you. I took the chance that you might be awake too."

"You were already thinking about me? I was thinking about you too. Though, that's nothing new. I was up late writing, and then I couldn't get to sleep. Soooo, we both couldn't sleep…"

She smiles and says, "We both weren't sleeping, so I hoped we could not-sleep together. You know?"

He smiles back and replies, "Yeah. Let's can't-sleep together…" He sweeps her up in a fiery kiss and returns to her neck, planting kisses all over. He finds her pulse point, and she gasps, so he lingers there, sending more heat through her body and between her legs. She grasps the back of his neck to keep him there. He sucks on her, and as much as she likes it – no, loves it – she has to warn him: "Don't you dare give me a hickey." She wishes she could say it with more authority, but she's too caught up in enjoying his oral fixation on her.

His open-mouth kisses move up her neck to her ear, and the spot right below her ear is another sweet spot, he discovers, thanks to the happy moan she lets out. He moans sexily in her ear, "I'll have to leave a hickey on a part that's more private." Before she can reply, he licks the spot below her ear, and she lets out an appeased sound. "I have another question," he tells her. "Where's your tattoo?"

"Mmm, you know how to conduct a search," she responds, "You're going to have to find it." Her hands roam around his back and scurry to the bottom of his t-shirt. Her hands slip underneath as he kisses her again. She closes her eyes and focuses on how it feels to have their mouths together. Her hands travel up his back and then down and around to his abdomen. They roam around his navel, and her lips part to let his tongue through. She moves a hand to dip under his pants & boxers, gripping his waist sensually. He moans, and the fingers of her other hand move up his chest. She breaks their kiss to command, "Lose the shirt."

Rick sits up, losing the touch of her hands. He throws his shirt off quickly, and he can't help but grin mischievously at her checking him out. The sight of his body fuels her to sit up and pull off her nightshirt. He watches it get tossed aside, and he closes his eyes, feeling overwhelmed that he's about to see Kate Beckett naked, that he's allowed to see Kate Beckett naked. She wants him. He wants her. They're finally together like this… He takes a deep breath and hears her calling his name and the words "look at me". Their eyes lock immediately when he opens his, and he tilts his head down to gaze at her beautiful body. She takes his breath away. As she lies back down, he eyes her up even more. "Kate, you're beautiful," he says softly. She gives him a warm smile when his eyes return to hers. He begins a descent to her lips, but she stops him. "Lose your pants," she says.

"So demanding," he mumbles.

"If you're complaining, you'll be punished. Severely," she says.

He chokes on his next breath, and he quickly rids himself of his pajama bottoms. Of course she doesn't miss the chance to scope out his legs, knees, and thighs. Very nice. He hovers above her and says sexily, "I think it's you who needs to be punished…for hiding such an incredible body from me." He glances down to her breasts, and she moans a response, "I can handle anything you do to me." She takes a breath and says in an almost whiny tone, "You've been hiding yourself." His looks up at her while she checks out his nicely toned muscles. "I can't believe what you hide under those button-downs of yours."

"Good thing we're done hiding," he says seriously.

"Oh yes. We are." She wraps her arms around his neck, pulls his body against hers, and kisses him hard. They both moan from the skin-to-skin contact. He slides a hand sensually up her thigh and hip to her waist. His fingernails pierce her skin when she nips at his bottom lip. She sloppily kisses to his cheek and then his neck. She sucks on him good before biting him, at which he gasps. She's going to get it for that. She soothes his neck with her tongue, and he sighs, "Kate…that's good…" She loves hearing her name be called out from his mesmerizing voice. Her arms release him, and her nails scrape down his chest & stomach lightly. They roam around his waist, and more pressure is applied when they move up his back. At the same time, her tongue is playing with his earlobe. He groans at the pressure change, and his mouth lands on her neck, biting her just as hard as she bit him. She cries out with pleasure, and it's directly in his ear. He loves all the sounds he's drawing out of her delicious mouth.

He pulls back from her to see her still gasping a bit. He glances down to watch his hands move up her body. She watches too, and when they reach her breasts, she sighs a grateful sigh. Ohhh, his hands fit so perfectly. He watches her reactions to his touch, and she watches his hands fondle her. She breathes heavily and abruptly throws her head back when his motions become rougher. He gropes her hard and pinches her nipples, and she cries out again. "You like in rough," he asks, clearly seeing that she does. He tugs at her nipples, making her groan very loudly. "Mmmm, Kate… You like it rough." She groans again, the low & sexy tone of his voice also driving her wild. He gropes her a little longer and then plants his mouth on her left breast. He takes her nipple in immediately and flicks it around with his tongue. At that, she releases a whole bunch of noises: gasps, moans, ohhhhs, ahhhhs, his name. The same happens when his mouth works on her right breast. She loves the way he plays with her nipple. So fucking good! She cries out fiercely when his teeth clamp down and tug at her nipple – not too hard but not too gentle.

He kisses between and above her breasts while her hands travel to his boxers. He moans when her hands slip just underneath the waistband to tease him. He grinds into her, and she needs him naked NOW. She starts easing the boxers over his hips, and before she knows it, she's feeling his bare erection pressing against her thigh. She moans and watches him pull away to finish removing his boxers, which end up somewhere behind him. She can't help but look, and she licks her lips at his size. Neither goes unnoticed by him, and he thinks she looks like a hungry tigress right now. He moves back on top of her and kisses her hard, feeling such freedom from finally being completely naked with her. Her left hand holds onto his back tightly while her right moves down his side over his front and further down… He groans at the feel of her fingers wrapping around his hardness. Their kiss ends, and he pants into her neck. She teases him, "My my, you are big." He can only groan in response, and she whispers, "I like that." She rubs him more, her grip is firmer, and he can't help but thrust. She likes that too, loves feeling how aroused he is. Of course, she also loves his groans in response to her strokes. Her fingers massage the tip, and he lifts his head to speak, "God, Kate… I'm not going to last much longer."

She stops her hand, setting it on his waist. He's breathless but manages a slight smirk when she replies, "We can't have any premature shootings here." While she giggles, he moves a hand to her inner thigh. He gets his breathing back to normal, somewhat, before murmuring in her ear, "Time to find out just how ready you are for me." Her giggling ceases, and she realizes where his hand is. "I. Am. So ready. Rick," she whispers as his fingers move higher and higher, and she parts her legs for him. His name lingers on her lips, and she gasps when two fingers touch her lightly. He's barely on her, and she's dripping onto the bed. His fingers apply more pressure as they circle her clit. "Don't tease me, Rick!" He grins, presses against her clit, and rubs her so right. "Ohhh GOD!" He takes such pleasure in watching her reactions. He has always wanted to make her squirm. Especially like this. She screams when he shoves those two fingers inside her. Oh yeah! A screamer! "You're so wet, Kate," he moans, moving his fingers in & out of her, "Oh fuck, you're hot." His comments make her groan again, and she's getting too close. "Rick, if you want sex, you need to stop," she tells him loudly and firmly. He suddenly takes his fingers away, and he brings them to his mouth, sipping up her juices. She moans while watching, and he moans in enjoyment of her flavor. "Tasty…" She jerks him into an open-mouth kiss, tasting herself on his tongue.

They both moan as she opens her legs more and holds onto him tightly, his hardness pressing against her clit. They're breathless again, and she whispers loudly, "Oh, Rick…"

He clenches her hips and asks, "Do you have protection?"

"I'm on the pill," she tells him, "Though I haven't been with anyone in quite some time."

He smiles and replies, "Ne neither. Being a guy, it feels like an eternity."

She smiles and kisses him quickly yet fully. They gaze into one another's eyes as he eases the tip of his manhood inside her, making her gasp softly. He slowly slides through the rest of the way, and they both sigh & moan with gratification at being joined at last. She needs several moments to adjust to his size, and he can tell by her facial expression that he's big for her. "Too big for you," he worries aloud. "No," she says, not wanting to disappoint him, "Just start slow." He does as she wishes and also tongues her neck. She soon adjusts and groans in his ear, hoping it'll be enough encouragement for him to speed up. Her groan fuels his lower body, and he thrusts a little faster. "Ohh yeah," she exclaims. I'm having sex with Rick Castle. Rick Castle! Only in my wildest dreams… Oh my God! "Oh fuck!" She thinks she said that in her mind, but his moan tells her that it slipped out of her mouth. She begins moving her hips with his, and he pants into her neck, his hot breath making her start to sweat. He's already sweating a little, and she can feel it as she runs her hands down his back to his rear-end. She cups his cheeks, and he groans loudly at the feel of her nails digging into him. She presses him further into her, and she cries out, "OHHHHH!"

"Oh fuck, Kate," he yells, "Ohhhh you feel good!" He pumps her faster and harder, and her fingers latch onto his sides while she hooks a leg around him. His next thrust hits her just right, and she lets out a short scream. She pants into his shoulder, and he sweats more from her steamy breath. He groans her name, and she bites the top of his shoulder in response, which makes him groan again. "Kate, Kate," he pants before yelling, "KAAAATE!" They want to come together, and they're getting closer & closer… He slides in and out of her with such ease now, and he sets a finger on her clit, rubbing her, making her cry out again. "Come with me," he murmurs, and she replies, "Ohhh fuck yeah…" More pumping, more loudness, quick kisses, a few bites that could leave marks. He feels her tighten around him, and it brings him to the edge. Her walls tighten again, and he can't believe how incredible it feels. He groans, curses, calls out her name a couple times as he explodes inside her. His fingering pauses while he luxuriates in his orgasm but soon resumes, and she screams his name when she climaxes moments later. They're watching each other when they come. She's never had an orgasm this amazing. Her body rocks with excitement, and she screams some more. Her cries gradually soften, and they're both completely out of breath. He collapses on top of her, and she lowers the leg she had around him. She keeps one hand on his back while her other one moves to his head, smoothing his hair.

A minute later, and they're still gasping for air as he glides out of her and rolls off of her. She slips an arm around him, her hand touching his neck. She looks over at him, and they say in unison, "Wow." "Jinx," she claims quickly. They share a look, and they bust out in smiles, laughing softly. She clutches his neck while slipping under the covers. He's staring at her the entire time, not only appreciating her body but also her sex hair. He joins her under the covers, and she scoots closer to him, smiling when he slides an arm around her waist. She rolls onto her side and lays her other hand on his stomach, rubbing him tenderly. Her eyes roam his chest, plugging his muscles and curves and everything else into her memory. Her gaze flows to his eyes, and she admits, "Amazing."

"The sex or me," he questions her, arching his eyebrows.

A sly, shy smile creeps over her face, and she answers, "Both."

He grins sexily at her and says, "Mmhmm, yeahhh. Still got it." He reaches to pat her upper thigh a few times. She rolls her eyes at him, and he chuckles. "You've got it going on too." She smacks him, and he turns serious. "Kate, you're more amazing than I imagined." She loses herself in his eyes and feels all the love she has for him.

"I have a question," she states. "Why didn't we do this sooner?"

"Beckett! I think you know why."

She laughs at him and says, "I'm just messing with you."

He rolls his eyes at her and shakes his head at her repeating what he said to her earlier, knowing she enjoys toying with him just as much as he enjoys toying with her. They do that so well. She brings his attention back to her when she says, "I hope we do it again." He responds simply, "Yeah?"

"Yeah. And again and again and again." She lets out an evil laugh and wonders, "You're not sleepy are you?"

He looks at her surprised. "Do you have to get up and go to work soon?" He glances at the clock and chuckles at how much later it is.

She grins and replies, "I'm on call in the afternoon. Do you have anything you have to get up for?" She arches her eyebrows, presses her lips together, and looks hopeful.

"Just you, it sounds like." He smirks and winks at her.

She smirks back. "Well, don't fall asleep yet," she says, "I'm not done with you. I have ideas AND you didn't find my tattoo yet."

"I didn't have time to find your tattoo," he replies, "You needed me too much." He rolls on his side, facing her. "I needed you more. So… Ideas? What is going on in that pretty head of yours?"

"You'll have to put that aside, Castle. I need a little rest," she says, pushing him onto his back and moving to lie partially on him. She nuzzles his neck. Who knew Kate Beckett was so snuggly? He wraps his other arm around her loosely and smiles, feeling like he's in heaven finally getting to hold the woman he loves in his arms. "Don't fall asleep," he tells her. She responds, "No. I just… My body needs this."

"Your body needs to snuggle with mine?" She tilts her head to nip his neck, and he cries, "Ow! Apples!" She kisses the spot she nipped. "My body needs relaxation," she says, settling down again. "Mine too," he replies softly, running his hand up and down her back. She moans contently and says, "That's nice."

Several minutes pass in silence before he pesters her again: "On a scale of 1 to Awesome, how good was the sex?"

"Geez, Castle," she says slightly annoyed, "I am not inflating your ego any more."

"Aww. Come on, Kate," he pleads.

"Don't make me bite you again," she warns him, trying not to smile.