*Warning* SMUT ahead. ;)

Kate expected Castle's kiss to be hard and demanding, but instead it was just…wicked. It was full of pent-up-sexual-frustration. He took his time… tasting her with his mouth, his lips, and his tongue. His hands grasped the back of her head firmly, fingers entwined in her hair, tugging gently, not allowing her to move her head. Kate angled herself more towards him and grasped his upper biceps to get more leverage.

'Wow,' she thought, 'he tastes like cinnamon and aged bourbon.' It was a heady mixture and she couldn't get enough of that taste.

Rick's hand moved to her chin as his mouth explored hers roughly. Sensing his need for control but not yet willing to give it to him, Kate cupped his face with her hands and slowed down the kiss. Setting the pace, she teased him, biting gently at his bottom lip and sliding her tongue lightly along his. She did it again, playing with him, taking charge.

He growled low in his throat, then grabbed her hands and pinned them above her head on the couch. Her nipples tightened at his 'cave-man display'. Her body was tingling all over, and she could feel the moisture seep between her legs. He wound his tongue around hers in a kiss that was rich and drugging.

Kate closed her eyes as he blazed a trail with his mouth along her throat.

"Kate," He panted, "I've never needed a woman like this before." She squirmed beneath him when he found the pulse point on her neck and started sucking.

She whimpered. It was the sexiest sound he had ever heard before in his life. He wanted to have that sound burned in his memory, and he definitely wanted to find out how to make her make that sound again.

Rick's left hand began caressing her leg, making slow circular patterns along her thigh, his hand inching its way upwards.

She was anxious for him to release her hands as she wanted to touch him, but Rick's right hand had a firm grip on her wrists and he wasn't budging. She needed to get closer to him, so she lifted her legs and put them on top of his lap. She immediately felt his arousal which heightened her sexual awareness even more. His left hand became more bold as he stroked it along her inner thigh. Kate moaned as his lips moved across her collar bone, licking his way across her skin.

"You taste like cream," he whispered brokenly, "You're even more delectable than I imagined."

He was suddenly ravaging her lips again. He was devouring her. He couldn't get enough of her. He was nipping & biting, sucking & licking, pressing his lips onto hers. Her mouth, she knew, tomorrow would be bruised and swollen, but for right now, it was heavenly to have him consume her like this.

He was doing something bewitching with his tongue. It was hitting a sensitive spot on the roof of her mouth. 'He would be a master at French kissing,' she thought distractedly. 'The man is an expert at everything.'

His left hand suddenly left her thigh and glided along her upper chest, tantalizing and teasing her with his feather light touch. His fingers finally found the knot at her top and struggled in vain to un-do it. It was driving her crazy that he couldn't get the knot undone and start putting his hands where she really wanted them to be…

As he pulled away from her mouth, Kate said hastily, "I need to touch you, Rick". He released her hands and looked deeply into her aroused eyes.

She started undoing the buttons of his silk-blend shirt, at her touch though, he suddenly scooped his arms beneath her butt and picked her up, carrying her down the hall.

"Bedroom, now." He declared huskily.

'He's practically bursting through the confines of his jeans,' she thought ravenously as she nestled against him in his arms. 'I can't wait to feel him inside of me.'

She started kissing his Adam's apple while he carried her down the hall. She loved the strained expression on his face as she knew she was driving him close to the edge. She felt giddy with power.

Once inside her bedroom, Rick tossed her down on the bed, her hair splaying erotically around her, making her look ethereal. He crawled between her legs and with shaky fingers tried to undo the knot again…

"You're like a much-desired Christmas present, Detective. I can't wait to unwrap you and play with you," he grinned as he reached for the knot.

"Well, get using those fingers then, Writer-boy," she replied steamily.

"No Writer-boy here tonight," he said with affront, "I am Writer-Man, and I'm going to have the time of my life proving that to you."

He looked predatory as he purposely grazed over her breasts while working at the knot. Kate's lips were slightly parted and she was breathing heavily. She never stopped looking at him, glaring at him lustily as finally the knot broke free and he gingerly removed the top from off her shoulders. He kissed her shoulder possessively and a low guttural noise escaped his lips.

He slowly pulled down her camisole strap and exposed a portion of her royal-blue, push-up bra. His mouth suddenly dipped to just above her bra line, and he started nipping at her skin right above the fabric, aggressively marking her. His experienced hands roamed down her sides and across the flat planes of her stomach, hesitating at the top of her leggings. He stopped biting as Kate lifted her hips eagerly, encouraging him to remove her stretch pants. He slowly peeled off the leggings down her perfect thighs. She removed her camisole and then lay back before him in her matching lingerie.

Rick pulled back away from her and let his eyes roam over her. He looked at every inch of her, like he was memorizing a rare Van Gogh or Rembrandt painting, seeing the colors and pigments for the first time…striving to find the hidden meaning behind the artwork. The way Rick was looking at her had never made her feel more lovely or sexy.

"You take my breath away," he said reverently as he gazed at the lacy, royal-blue panties that rested just below her belly button. "You're beyond beautiful, Kate," he said, running his finger along the side of her ribs and down to the ridge of her underwear. "You're exquisite…"

"You're not so bad yourself, Castle," she whispered shyly as she sat up and hurriedly undid the buttons on his shirt, revealing the hard muscles beneath…She stroked the light scattering of dark hair on his chest, stroked his firm abs, and bent to kiss his nipple…She wanted to taste every inch of that fine, chiseled chest.

Rick jumped as soon as her lips found that sensitive spot on his pecs. He knew he'd never last if he let her linger there, so he pulled away and stared into her eyes with a ferocity that would've scared her under any other circumstance, but it was exhilarating knowing she could turn-him-on like this...

She reached gingerly towards his belt buckle but he caught her hand before she could touch it. He shook his head sideways, gently grasped her wrist and placed a kiss on the raw skin. She watched as he undid his belt buckle, then the button on his pants. His eyes feasted on the sight of her lying on the bed before him as he unzipped his fly. She caught a brief glimpse of black boxer shorts, tented, due to his straining erection, just before he slid them off with his pants & socks. Then he stood before Kate in all his glory.

She swallowed, rejoicing in the knowledge that Lanie and the tabloids were right. Her eyes were automatically drawn to that part of him, the anatomy that was big and hard and raring to go. All for her. His blue, fiery gaze made her shiver with anticipation and yet he still didn't touch her….

"God, Rick…Quit the hot staring and touch me…." She purred in a bed-room voice. "You need to start playing with your present."

He needed no further persuading.

His hands and lips moved to her hips. He placed kisses just above the lace panty line, tormenting her. He took his wet tongue and dipped it into her belly button, licking and dining on her delightful 'innie'. He skillfully snapped open the front closure of her bra with one hand and watched as her breasts tumbled free.

Kate sighed as he brushed across the tips of her breasts, making the nipples stand to attention. She curled her fingers through his thick hair as hot flames licked at her stomach. 'How long have I wanted to run my fingers through his thick, fabulous hair?'

"Alright, I'll concede," she said shakily. "You've earned the title of Writer-Man."

He smiled a heart-felt grin.

Rick suddenly became impatient, and he tugged at her damp, lacy underwear. She wriggled her hips to help him slide them down her legs and off her toes.

"You're absolutely perfect," he said with deep emotion as he took in her long, slender limbs, the small triangle of black, pubic hair and then up to her breasts, small, but just the right size for his large hands. He took his arm and hooked her right leg up to his mouth. His lips started at the side of her calf, rose up to her knee and slowly made the continuing journey, up her curved, toned-thigh, along her hip, her flat stomach, the V between her breasts, and then he sacredly kissed the bullet scar …

Kate shivered. He leaned over her with a hungry look in his eyes and pulled her breast into his mouth.

'Jesus, he's an expert with his mouth,' she thought dreamily as his tongue glided over the tip in a wet, silken caress, and he licked and sucked until she thought she'd go crazy. 'His lips are just as erotic as his words can be…'

Then he moved to the other one, her nipple already hard and tight, begging for his touch. Gently cupping her breast, he drew the rosy bud into his mouth,and while continuing his assault on her breast, he slid his other hand down toward her hip. Her abdominal muscles clenched in anticipation. His fingers stroked their way through her delicate pubic hair, down to the core of her, opening the soft, wet folds. When he found her center, he teased her with his thumb, massaging back and forth until she was shaking.

"Say it Kate," he begged her in that to-die-for voice…He slid a finger into her, and then another, and she gasped as his fingers slowly drew in and out.

"Say what?" she whimpered as his finger rhythm nearly sent her over the edge.

"Tell me you want me…You want us."

"You know I do," she moaned, as she arched upwards into his magical fingers.

Kate started to rock instinctively below him, desperate for more.

"I need to hear you say it." He paused in his ministrations, and looked soulfully into her eyes.

She took both her hands and grasped his cheeks tenderly…"I want you, Rick. You, author extraordinaire, my partner, my best friend. I'm ready for us." And she pulled his face to hers, kissing him passionately.

Hearing those words finally come out of Kate's mouth made Rick's heart feel like it was going to burst. This woman who drove him to distraction had the ability to crush his spirit or make him the happiest man on earth. She was everything in a woman he'd ever dreamed about. He was suddenly feeling lost in his thoughts and in her demanding kiss.

'Damn, she certainly knows how to work those sensuous lips.'

As their tongues dueled, she slid her hand down his chest, past his stomach and lower, where her fingers found him hard and throbbing. She wrapped her hand around the thick shaft, reveling in the sudden catch in his breath.

"Don't. I won't be able to last."

"Are you the only one who gets to tease?" she laughed sexily, as she ran her thumb over the engorged head in smooth circles. "I have one question for you tonight too, … and I expect you to answer truthfully."

Rick bit down on his bottom lip to inflict pain, so he'd be able to keep control of his libido.

"You really are going to be the death of me," he murmured as he took a deep breath trying to calm his frantic heart.

"How many times have you fantasized about me using my mouth to make you come?" she asked dangerously.

"Fuck, Kate," he muttered. "What you do to me…"

"I've got condoms in the nightstand," she said hurriedly, so ready she was practically panting.

"I need one. Now." Rick reached over and yanked the drawer open, nearly pulling it off the track. He quickly found what he was looking for, and the sound of a wrapper being ripped open was music to Kate's ears.

"Let me put it on you," she said in a begging tone.

"If you do, this will all be over before we both want it to be..."

The sight of him rolling on the condom got her even more worked up and she began arching her hips, needing him. "Cas-tle" she whined pleadingly.

He moved over her. He grabbed her hands and linked his fingers through hers. "I'm right here," he soothed in her ear. She felt him between her legs, hot and hard and ready.

He inched into her slowly, filling her. 'God, she was so tight.'

"You feel sooo good ," she groaned.

She put her hands on his solid ass and gloried in the feeling of massaging him while wrapping her legs around his hips, urging him deeper, needing him to fill her completely. Her breasts crushed against his chest as he began a slow, tortuous rhythm. He shifted his hips, hitting the spot that would drive her over. He slid his hands underneath her butt, holding her against his thrusts.

He stroked her possessively. "I love being inside you…For almost four years now I've wanted to make you mine. I want to feel you come around me, Kate."

That was all it took.

Kate gripped his shoulders and screamed out his name as she reached her peak and exploded, holding onto him as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her. Rick only needed one more pump as the throes of her orgasm gripped him tightly, and he followed her over. Kate opened her eyes just in time to see the moment when he surrendered all control, her name a strained whisper on his lips as he shuddered, moaned and thrust deep one last time before lowering himself down onto her.

They both lay there, trying to catch their breath. With his head buried in her neck, muffling his voice, Rick spoke first.

"That was…"

Kate turned her head, pressing a soft kiss to his cheek.

"Amazing" echoed throughout the room as they both said the word at exactly the same time.

{Author's Note}

These 2 haven't quite finished with each other yet. Final chapter is coming up on Christmas Eve. Please REVIEW as they make my day!