Disclaimer: Still a dream, but now rated T+
Kate Beckett felt Castle's strong arms circling her as they twirled together around the dance floor. He looked fantastic in his superbly tailored Armani tuxedo, his golden bow tie perfectly matching Beckett's sexy new dress. Their dancing was flawless, both floating inches off the floor, effortlessly moving in unison. Castle was wearing his thousand watt smile, his eyes twinkling like crazy. The dance concluded with a smattering of applause, and Castle was escorting Beckett arm-in-arm towards a broad staircase.
Many of her friends and acquaintances lined their path to the stairs. Dr Burke stepped out of the crowd; his ever present notebook clutched in his left hand, and shook her hand. He then made a big deal of scribbling a note and making an exaggerated check mark, before stepping back into place. Lanie, wearing the beautiful lime green dress from last night, came forward and gave her a huge hug. She leaned in and whispered in Kate's ear, "We're so proud of you!" Tears glistened in both women's eyes. Kate smiled and moved on. Near the foot of the steps, Ryan and Esposito stood with beaming smiles. Esposito gave her a wink.
She ascended the steps with Castle, their arms once more linked. The ornate balustrades on either side narrowed as the stairs rose, culminating in a small landing before a polished wooden door. Beckett looked back down one last time on the glittering Waldorf ballroom as Castle swung the door open. They stepped through together and found themselves in Castle's office at the loft.
Castle spun her around, and backed her against his desk. Their lips crashed together, each instantly opening their mouths and sharing their tongues. Their hands were all over each other. Without breaking their kiss, Beckett flung Castle's jacket off his shoulders. She slid his bow tie off from around his collar, then ripped his shirt off of his body. She began to run her hands all over his well defined chest, shoulders, and biceps.
Castle broke off the kiss and stepped back. He undid his belt and zipper, slid his pants off, and stepped out of them. He stood in front of his bedroom door in all his naked glory, her very own Adonis. Kate walked up to him with a shy smile, grabbing his hand and pulling him into his bedroom. She stopped at the side of his oversized bed, turning her back towards him. He unzipped her dress with agonizing slowness, every zipper tooth winding her up, adding to her excitement. She stepped out of her heels and dress, and found herself wearing a sheer white teddy and matching panties.
Beckett lay down on the soft sheets, still facing away from Castle. Castle lay behind her, his beautiful nude body snuggled tightly against her. Castle was alternating between murmuring sex-charged comments in her ear, and ravishing her neck with his very talented lips and tongue. His excitement was obvious, his arousal securely fitted between her cheeks. Kate groaned, her lust taking on a physical presence, growing uncontrollably within her. She reached down under her panties, and felt the incredible wetness within her.
She moaned some more. "Touch me, Castle. Please touch me." Her fingers slid up and over his broad hand on her stomach, and dragged his hand down to her heat. Initially his hand lay quiescent atop her panties, but she stretched out her panties with one hand while repositioning their hands directly over her center with the other. She pushed down with her middle finger, inserting both his finger and hers into her core. The heel of his hand was flawlessly positioned on her bundle of nerves, the added weight of her hand adding to the delicious pressure. She bent forward at the waist, and started rocking against their fingers. His manhood, large and still positioned perfectly behind her, added to the sensations bombarding her. She threw her right leg up and behind Castle's knees, giving their fingers better access.
She felt a hand slip under her teddy, massaging and tweaking one of her nipples. Beckett found herself moaning constantly, completely incapable of forming words. Every time she moved against their thrusting fingers, an even larger wave of pleasure would emerge from her center to crash through her body. The hand under her teddy shifted to her other nipple, tweaking and twisting. She called out his name as she bent her finger within her, causing Castle's finger to match her angle, positioned directly over her g-spot. Every thrust of hers onto their fingers now sent electricity racing up her spine, spreading through her limbs. Suddenly, a tsunami of bliss coursed through her body as all of her muscles contracted. She cried out his name again as her back bowed, her shoulders crashing back into Castle's chest. Every nerve ending in her entire body was singing, her skin sensitive to the slightest stimuli. She removed her finger from her pulsing center, dragging Castle's hand up to her stomach; feeling sparks at his every touch. Her gasping breaths were interspersed with a low throated hum of pure, unadulterated pleasure.
She could feel as much as hear Castle chuckling behind her, his chest once more against her back. He cleared his voice, and rumbled, "Wow, Beckett! When I suggested better dreams, I had no idea!"
With a gasp, Beckett's eyes flew wide open. "Oh ... My ... GOD! CASTLE!"