So here is the next instalment. This is a long chapter for those of you who want a bit of hotness. For those who like the intimacy, you're now in the good chapter and I can't believe I'm sharing intimate details of my life experiences with others. However, it is the result of my frustrations of what didn't eventuate at the end of the season. It's the fun fictional part for me. Perhaps a little long but had to get it out of my system.

In this chapter I'm exploring the emotions, desires, feelings, wants and urges of a new relationship, but further on in the story, a lot of which is already handwritten, I'm returning to the fact they are on the run and progressing with that again. Had a bit of brainstorm the other night so on a roll again. Just need to type it up!

Picks right up where the previous chapter closed. Once again, don't own any of it etc, except for my imagination out of control….. please remember its fantasy writing so it doesn't matter whether or not it would occur… just enjoy a light read…

….."So funny Castle." She replied. "Get me to the room." She ordered.

Chapter 4 – The inevitable

"Yes ma'am." Rick replied excitedly and drove the car to the allocated space outside their hotel room. He'd taken a room down the back of the hotel block where they had an alternative exit if they needed to use it. Once he killed the engine both of them lunged out of the car, Kate ahead of Rick. They rushed to the trunk to grab their bags and hurried to the door, both of them with the same intention on their minds. By the time they were at the door Castle had his arm hooked firmly about Kate's waist and was heavily kissing her mouth whilst her fingers blindly fumbled with the key and the keyhole. After some trying, focusing between kissing him, breathing and the key, she homed the key in the slot, twisted the key each way until she felt the lock give. Her fingers found and turned the door handle. The door Kate's body was pressed against by Castle suddenly opened inwards. She lost her balance but Castle held her steady not leaving her mouth for a second. He briefly lifted her off her feet with his arm about her and walked them into the room. Bags were discarded to the floor. He pushed the door shut. Kate locked the door and dropped the keys on the table. She was then pulling at his clothes, hanging on to him as he kept them moving across the room.

They stumbled over the edge of the bed, but he maintained his balance and prevented a clumsy fall. Seconds later, his hands were pulling off her shirt. He fumbled at her bra, until he felt it release and she was scrambling out of both items discarding them to the floor. He lifted her to the bed so her breasts were at the right height for him, his arms wrapping about her body feeling down her spine over her rib cage, her hips, undoing her jeans button. He moved up her chest over her scar, their scar, kissing it gently, to her collar bone, her neck until he was back at her mouth cradling her jaw listening to her cries of want. She lifted his knitted top over his head and was pushing it off his shoulders and he ended up tossing it somewhere. She stopped a moment , her body stilled, remaining where she was and looked into his eyes with large dilated eyes, her hands roaming his broad shoulders and large muscular arms. She held his hand to he chest as she had done the night before and stroked his head making him look to her eyes.

"What?" He asked excitedly, his body breathing rapidly, his hands over the swell of her breasts. He looked down himself wondering what was wrong.

"So beautiful." She whispered and returned to his mouth as he drew her attention back to him. She hungrily kissed him feeling her response was mirrored in him. He pushed her to the bed following her down there, lowering his frame between her legs. He could feel her body trembling beneath him in excitement he guessed. He felt her heart pounding rapidly, her lips biting and sucking his. The need for air paused them a moment their eyes locking for several seconds. She grinned. "My boots. Can you help me pull off my boots?"

"Absolutely!" He responded and jumped up off the bed. He gripped the heel of her left boot as she unzipped it. He pulled, her foot came loose and he threw it. "Better than last time I did this." He exclaimed boyishly recalling the tiger experience.

"Oh yeah! Heaps better!" She unzipped the right boot.

"This time you can play the tigress." He teased, his face already flushed with excitement.

"Shut up and pull Castle!" She responded holding up her right let for him. The boot was promptly pulled off and tossed somewhere hitting a wall with a dull thud as he kicked himself out of his boots then slipped himself off his jeans and boxers. Kate had unzipped her jeans. Castle grabbed the legs of them and roughly but playfully pulled them off Kate lifting her hips off the bed. She squealed playfully.

"Whoa, g-string Kate." He exclaimed excitedly throwing aside her jeans along her socks. He left the g-string on and fell back on the bed alongside her pausing a moment to look at her body in daylight. His palm rested on the side of her hip, and felt down her outer thigh and back up to her waist his eyes following the motion. She was covered in bruises from the fight she had yesterday, but they didn't seem to be bothering her too much as yet. Maybe later when her body was starting to stiffen she would be noticing the wounds. He figured she was accustomed to fighting and receiving wounds in training. "You ok?" He asked running his hand over a couple of bruises on her hips.

"Yeah. Don't stop." She ordered breathless, his mouth instantly returning to her. He played with the material of her panties, plain black cotton. It looked hot. Enough to conceal her groin and shaped to emphasize the natural contours of her body. His fingers wandered over her tummy over the top of her panties. Her abdominals were as strong, but still feminine, as he'd always imagined they would be. His eyes shifted with his hand to her breasts, his mouth moving to hers. They had slowed down. He wanted to take his time with her. Last night, each session had been urgent and frantic, but now he needed to really get to know her sexually. He groaned her name as he rose above her body urging her onto her back, feeling her fingers around his shaft. He kissed her hard pushing his tongue in her mouth around her tongue, moved to her throat, tasting her skin, inhaling her scent that had driven him crazy for so long. His fingertips softly felt from her chin to the scar between her breasts, his whole palm over her left breast. He knelt up beside her his eyes falling between her legs. He could easily see by the dampness of her panties how ready she was for him. He decided to tease her as she'd done it long enough to him. Remaining where he was, he let her have his cock. She moved until she had him in her mouth again and he closed his eyes letting her go. This time she was pushing him toward a climax wasn't toying with him at all. His body shuddered in response. She moved away and kissed her way up his stomach until she was kneeling before him returning to his mouth she hungrily kissed, bringing him back to excitable.

He pushed her back down on the bed urgently pulling off her black panties and took his face down between her long lender thighs, her skin pale white from the winter months. His fingers felt over her moistness, then his mouth was there, his finger sliding deep inside her, listening to her groans in response. She came fast and loudly. Unlike last night he, stayed against her and made her climax again, thrilled he could finally do what he had been fantasizing about for years.

After she came the third time he shifted back up to her mouth muffling her cries and pushed himself inside her. Her cries ceased, her body stilled as she felt him enter her. She moved her hips to accommodate him and relaxed her legs to take the weight of him on her body. He pushed himself in further moving so he could see her eyes that widened then closed. She moaned. She seductively said. "More Ricky." She grabbed his buttocks and cried out when he thrust in further. He withdrew until the tip of his penis was sitting outside her. He kissed the side of her face feeling her hands over his head, and he lost his balance falling clumsily onto her. She cackled with laughter, causing him to chuckle. "Sorry." He panted. "Dizzy." He kissed her neck whilst he was there then pushed himself off her.

Her eyes found his. "Fuck me Ricky! I want you inside me." She whispered and the instant he pushed back in she let out a high pitched noise playfully, closing her eyes, tilting her head back with a huge grin over her face. His head stayed beside hers as he continued to penetrate her, him concentrating on ignoring her noises so he didn't come too soon. She was wet, tight and hot. When she came again he couldn't stop and he came as she climaxed squeezing him tightly. He stayed there a moment stroking his hand over her head loving the sensation of being inside her. He felt her muscles still responding to him making him harder again. It felt unbelievable. "I love you." She whispered close to his ear, keeping him against her and stroking his hair.

"Me too Kate." He murmured. "So much." And he kissed her face moving back to her lips, his hips moving himself in and out of her again, still hard. "I wanted you so much." He breathed out then took in her scent. He could smell their sex scent now. He went to move off her but she held him. He stilled looking to her eyes thinking he was heavy on her.

"Don't move. I love you being there." She held his face kissed his mouth and moaned feeling him move inside her.

"I'm not too heavy?"

"I'm ok." She whispered. Loving the closeness of him to her body. She closed her eyes enjoying his tenderness towards her, his weight upon her. It was better than she had ever felt before. "Don't ever leave me Richard." She whispered. "Please stay." She held his head close to hers.

"Baby, I'm not going anywhere. Not now." He kissed her cheek and lifted himself off her to lie beside her, her hands finding his. He studied her face. She had the after sex glow in her cheeks. "You'll stay with me?" He asked.

"Always." Kate answered and swallowed. "I'm sorry I took so long to let you in." She added. "I wish I had been more brave."

"You got here, Kate. It was worth the wait." He whispered just thinking about how beautiful she looked, how content her expression was, how calm, dilated her eyes were. In fact, he didn't think he had ever seen her so relaxed and still in the four years he'd known her. The knot in her forehead was gone, her jaw relaxed. She played with him, felt his body and face totally focused on him.

"Do you feel it?" She asked in a whisper her eyes meeting his. She touched his lips that were swollen from kissing and very pink from his whiskers. She smiled timidly at his eyes.

"If its what I think it is, yes, I feel it too." He replied in a murmur, allowing himself to enjoy the sensations and emotions his body and mind were experiencing in this woman's presence. He thought he had been in love before but now he was questioning that. He'd never shared the chemistry he had with Beckett with another woman. Great sex yes, many times but it was different with Kate and they had hardly had time to get their rhythm established. The sex was totally awesome and better with each experience he share with her. "Is it good for you Kate?" He asked and immediately saw her smile grow and her cheeks flush.

"You're seriously asking that when you can hear and feel my body react to you?" She asked in disbelief.

"Point taken. And we will only get better with practice." He added grinning boyishly and went to her face for a kiss.

"So we're gonna hide out?" She asked.

"Yep. We'll go get some lunch, buy some clothes for you, as you don't have much to wear.

"Shoes." She added.

"I was thinking lingerie too."

"Yes. Agreed. " She murmured playing with his hair, checking out his long eyelashes. She knew she only had the underwear she had worn that day so, despite what he was thinking about, she was thinking in terms of necessities. She forgot about lingerie and focused on her new toy, her finger tracing the deep vertical scar on the left side of his forehead. "How did you do that?" She asked.

"Boy stuff. Car accident with mates." He replied and touched the small one on her chin that dimpled with she was pissed. "That one?" He asked.

"Girl stuff." She replied. "Karate fight." She smiled her finger moving to another scar on his forehead.

"Ice hockey."

"Ouch." She replied. "Explains the behavior."

"Where is the tattoo Beckett?" He asked like a wise ass and she giggled in response recalling her white lie to him ages ago. "I don't have one. But you do.'" She teased and touched the tattoo on his right hip her finger gliding around the boundaries of it.

"Regretfully, I do." He looked to her hand that was over it. "I'm glad you don't have one."

"I always wanted to model and now I do, so I don't want one on me."

"You model?" He asked surprised.

"Yeah!" She replied her voice high, smiling.

"What sort?"

"Photographers. The Cleo spread for your novel?"

"Yeah." He recalled the article about her in that magazine. "That you hated so much." He saw her grin sheepishly and he chuckled.

"Well, since that I've had jobs for photographers. It seems my legs and me make for good photos." She was blushing again.

"No doubt. You're gorgeous. Why didn't you tell me?" He inquired seriously stroking a finger down her cheek.

"I thought you'd make fun of me."

"Do the boys know?"

"Kind of but they've been told not to tell you." She pursed her lips, looked to his eyes. "But you now know so I will show you them one day. "She said playing fingers with his. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you." She added.

"Well, I know now." He replied. "Do you do it much?"

"Occasionally, on weekends or when I'm off shift. I get copies of all of them. Some are really good." She walked her fingers over his chest admiring the size of him. "You are big." She whispered.

"Compared to you I am. You act big but you're small framed for your height. But you're strong."

"Not as strong as you." She whispered her fingers roaming his upper arm feeling the contours of his muscles still pumped from making love. She sat up and left the bed going to the bar fridge. Inside it was a couple of bottles of water one of which she took and cracked open. She swallowed a few mouthfuls then returned to Castle passing him the bottle. He drank most of it and placed the bottle on the bedside table. He reached for Kate who was still standing.

"Come here you gorgeous girl." He playfully ordered, saw her grin and took hold of her as she returned to the bed about her waist, bringing her as close as possible to his body. He wanted the hugs and affection from her badly. He'd held back from touching her for so long and now he'd had felt the sensations of her touch, and he'd tasted her in his mouth, he was addicted.

"Richard." She murmured close to his ear in affection enjoying the way his hands roamed her naked body. He groaned in approval when his palms found her buttocks the shape of them filling his hands.

"Do you know how much I adore your ass?" He inquired.

"I had a good idea." She replied. "You have a great ass Rick." She added thinking about the roundness of his buttocks and the day the dog had bit a hole in his jeans. She smiled thinking about how funny it was seeing him on top of the car with the ass of his jeans ripped out.

"Roller blading." He replied.

"Huh?" She asked, trying to hide a grin.

"What?" He asked.

"Nothing Castle." She dismissed it. "We'll have to do it." Kate said. "I like roller blading, ice skating."

Castle decided not to question the cheeky expression she was trying desperately to hold in. "We'll do it, if you don't go back to work, we have the whole summer to play." Castle stated. "Could go to Europe for a vacation."

Kate pulled back looking to his eyes. "I will have to work at some stage to survive."

"No you won't. You never have to work another day of your life baby, if you're with me." He seriously replied and stroked the side of her head. "I'll take care of you." He added and kissed her forehead. "I promise."

"Rick." She was objecting weakly to his comment, at the same time enjoying the way he smothered her with affection. Even though she knew he had the means to support her, she wasn't ready for such a big change in her life just yet.

"Shh…" He hushed her. "You gave me Nikki Heat. I can now share the success with you." Castle told her hoping she would relax and forget about the facts of life for awhile. He wanted her to check out of reality for a period of time to let her have some fun for once.

"We will go to Europe." He decided.

"Paris. Will you take me to Paris?"

"Oh yeah! Of course!" He squeezed her gently. "For lovers." He whispered and smothered her forehead in kisses, roaming to her eyelids, her cheeks until he found her lips. "To Italy." He continued. "So we can eat the best food." Another long delicate kiss over her gorgeous full lips. "To the Greek Islands so I can watch you sun bake in your birthday suit." He smiled looking to her eyes then returned to her mouth. "To Spain where we can ride the Andalusian horses and make love in a field of poppies." He continued seductively, playfully.

"Writer boy." She whispered. "Shut up and make love to me again."

"Absolutely!" He replied and returned to her mouth he passionately kissed. She responded tentatively at the start then grew more confident when she knew he really was going to take her again. This time he was slower, more focused and their reactions more intense.

They woke an hour or so later at closely the same time. They stayed in bed awhile, enjoying the warmth of the sun coming through the window and their own company. Neither said very little, although they faced each other, still sated and sleepy. Castle's fingers lovingly played with every inch of Kate's body. His eyes would follow the path his fingers took, teasing, drawing over and stroking her skin, Kate relaxing and letting him just be his self with her. Every so often, he would return to her face, cradle her jaw and feather his thumb over her lips and he would say in a whisper. "I wish I could kiss those lips. I just wish Kate would let me kiss her lips. Every day I saw you I would make that wish."

Each time he said it, Kate would smile feeling her cheeks burn, and she would take his thumb between her lips gently sucking it, her eyes seductively staring into his, hearing his groans. He would then move his hand back down her naked body, checking out every blemish, freckle and curve until he was back at her face. Neither wanted to get out of bed. Later in the day they were leaving for food and clothing, but not yet. Kate had absolutely no reason to leave the room currently. Everything she wanted was right in front of her.

She tried to forget she had been taken from the place all the negative things had happened, that she eventually would have to face her demons, would have to be responsible, prepare to return to reality, to her work, and her life back in the city. But not now. Not for awhile. This was time out for both of them.

Since Castle and her had been cuffed together, she hadn't seen anyone else at all. She had made a decision that very night that she was willing to cross the line and do something with Castle. She no longer wanted the interaction with anyone else and had kept that promise to herself, for them and had focused to be ready for it.

She gazed down her body to see Rick's palm run up the inside of her right thigh to her groin and back down. He loved to touch her, and perhaps she considered that her knowledge of his desire to touch her, to be able to love her was what kept her alive, what kept her grounded. He placed his hand over the scar between her breasts as though he knew what she was thinking about. She looked to his eyes her hand holding his. "Our scar." She whispered and immediately his eyes met hers.

"It is." He agreed sincerely. "Very much ours." And trailed his hand down her tummy and back over her hips.

"I would wait at my desk in the mornings for you to come through the lift doors. If you were late, the boys would start pestering me as to where you were. I would keep checking my cell phone, waiting for a text, holding back phoning you to see what was keeping you." She smiled, her eyes turning to his face her fingers feeling over his jaw she wanted to kiss so much. "Then when you turned up, the guys would pretend there was nothing going on and I would pretend I didn't care you were there." She bit her lip, smiling.

"I know." Castle whispered. "Your eyes always told me the truth, oh, and your lips." His hand returned to her jaw. "How is your jaw?" He asked recalling she had complained about it earlier, another impact from the fight he figured.

"It's okay. Its only painful if it's touched or I eat something a bit tough." She responded softly.

"Mmm… " He raised his eyebrows cheekily, Kate catching the subtext in his tone.

"Castle." She warned, her eyes turning down towards his semi-erect penis. He was always so ready to start something. Back at his face she saw his boyish features, reading very clearly what he wanted to do.

"Baby." He crooned, moving closer to her face, his hand cupping her left breast, toying with her nipple. She giggled, going to his mouth she kissed briefly then broke it looking down to his hand as it left her breast and journeyed over her rib cage to her hips, her thigh his hand flat against her skin as it smoothly passed towards her toes over her left outer thigh and back up. Upon its return to her hip he moved to her groin and slipped his hand between her legs. "Look at me." He whispered and immediately her eyes calmly shifted to his bright blue eyes. She knew then he wanted her and wasn't going to give in just by the brightness of them and the look within them. She stared at him, feeling his finger gently move between her lips, his expression become more intense when he felt how wet she was for him. His eye brows shifted, he licked his lips in want. She returned to his mouth, kissing his lips and pushed her tongue into his mouth, moaning as his hands returned to her being.

Even now, she surrendered to his advances, she wanted him, gave herself to him and he took her, making love to her as tenderly and intensely as he could, firstly satisfying her, receiving the affection and desire from her, and finally listening to her scream his name, clutch his body as she climaxed with him inside her.

Afterward, in an after sex drowsiness he was once again staring into her docile eyes wondering what she was thinking about, where her mind was. Her body was relaxed, her eyes sleepy, a hint of a contented smile on her face, the face he continually caressed with the rest of her body.

"I love you Katie." He whispered contented.

She covered his mouth with her fingers lightly over his lips hushing him, smiling lovingly her eyes glancing between his eyes and mouth. "I love you too, Ricky." She replied and moved towards him, pecked his cheek and then turned about so her back was to him, touching his body the entire length of her own.

Castle noticed she used Ricky. A sign she was in a good place, that she was ok. He wrapped his arms about her and snuggled into her head, breathing in her scent. "Nap time." He murmured.

"Mmm…" She agreed and dozed off thinking about nothing other than the way she felt embraced in his body, Castle's body, her boyfriend's body.

They could sleep awhile before hunting for food.

Ok. Let me know if I have satisfied your naughtier sides and that you would like me to continue with the story. I need to start typing, redrafting, cutting, pasting… etc, and the story I have been writing about Hank Moody moving in on Castle's territory is nagging me to write some on that too. Looks like I'm going to be burning the candle both ends.

I hope you enjoyed it and please remember it is fantasy writing.