Chapter 10 – Friday Morning
Kate awoke to find her body plastered to Castle's. Even though he was extremely hot, it wasn't an uncomfortable warmth. She would be content to just stay there all day, basking in the heat and proximity afforded by being in bed with Rick Castle. Her body took that moment to speak up and she slowly and carefully untangled her arms and legs from his and, grabbing his shirt, made her way to the bathroom. Once she used the facilities, she checked her reflection in the mirror. She wasn't surprised to find she had a second, matching hickey on the other side of her neck. She blushed as she remembered exactly how it happened. Running her hands over it, she relived the entire experience, which slowly stoked the embers of arousal to a slow burn. Stepping back into the bedroom, she saw Castle had moved over to her side of the bed, automatically seeking her out, even though she wasn't there. Smiling at the sight of him, she carefully slipped back into bed, arranging herself so that she was on her side, underneath his left arm. Pillowing her head on her hand, she traced the muscles in his back with the tips of her fingers, learning his body the way he had hers. She watched as they contracted and released when her fingers passed over them, seeking to prolong the sensation. His back was flawless, marred by nothing, a reminder to the fact that he was a writer, not a cop.
Reaching his head, she ran her hands through his soft, unruly hair, chuckling quietly at the way it would bounce back, no matter how she tried to tame it. How he managed to keep it in place, looking perfect every day she didn't know, but, smirking to herself, figured she would find out soon enough. Finishing with his hair, she traced the shell of his ears, the slope of his nose and the shape of his lips, committing it all to memory for later. She watched his closely, striving to discover if he was awake or asleep. Seeing nothing to indicate he was feigning sleep, she cautiously moved lower, drawing the bed cover down as she did. Checking again that he was still out for the count, she ran her hands over his smooth, well defined butt. She definitely liked this part of him, had caught herself staring at it on more that one occasion. Reluctantly, she forced her hands to move lower, mapping out his legs. His thighs, which, as she recalled, were strong enough to hold her up, and his calves - which flinched. She whipped her head up, and saw that he was awake, barely.
"Sorry, the backs of my legs are quite ticklish." He told her, his voice rough with sleep. Shocked at being caught, Kate froze, staring at him. She waited, unsure of what to do next. Her decision was made when Castle just closed his eyes. Taking a calming breath, she resumed her game. She ran her hands over the soles of his feet and his toes, coming to the end of her journey down his back. Moving up the bed she laid down beside him, putting his arm around her waist, and her face about four inches from his. Raising her hand, she placed it on the side of Castle's face. A minute later his bright blue eyes opened and focused on her. She could read every thought going through his mind in those expressive eyes.
She dropped her eyes, not wanting to see it all. "Turn over." He immediately complied, resting his hands on his belly, just above his impressive erection. She blushed at the blatant evidence of his arousal. Starting with his feet, she repeated her examination of all his features. Reaching the tops of his thighs, she intentionally jumped up his body to his head. She heard him release a quiet whine at her sudden change of venue. She comforted him with a gentle kiss on his forehead and a whispered promise that it would be worth it. Leaning back on her hand, she ran her other one over his collarbone, and onto his arm. Picking it up from his belly, she kissed each finger once before replacing it. Wanting to use both hands, she moved and sat on the top of his legs. He started to move his hands so she scolded him, telling him to keep them where they were. Once he had replaced them, she rewarded him with a beautiful smile, which took his breath away. Putting her hands on his collarbone again she moved them in tandem, tracing his pectorals, thumbing his nipples until they formed tight peaks. Heading south she moved them towards his stomach, where his hands got in the way. Picking them both up, she raised them over his head and instructed him to keep them there.
Returning to his stomach she ran her hands around his sides, scraping her nails slightly and raising goose bumps all over him. Then she flattened her palms of his belly, absorbing the play of muscles underneath his skin. Raising her head she looked deep into his eyes, trying to show him what she was feeling, even though she didn't fully understand what was running through her head. She started to move her hands lower, towards his groin, which had a very noticeable reaction from him. She heard his swift intake of breath and felt his whole body tense for a second. Placing one hand on his chest she felt his heart start racing. Leaning down slightly, she kiss him lightly on the lips before resuming her position. Using just her fingertips, she trailed from his belly button down to his prominent erection. Not quite touching him, she went lower, lightly fondling his sac, running them over her hands and feeling the weight of them. Satisfied, she moved on to the main attraction. She ran her fingers over the sensitive underside, causing him to buck unexpectedly.
"Sorry."
"Stop apologising, Rick. It's okay." She used her index finger to spread the drop of pre-cum that had leaked out over his slit, then wrapped her hand tightly around his cock. She slowly started moving up and down, picking up on his tells, figuring out what was good for him and what calmed him down.
Pretty soon she had him panting, and thrusting wildly into her hand, getting ever closer to release.
Deciding she didn't want him to come yet, she removed her hand and pressed her thumb into the one pressure point that stopped him cold. Breathless from the torturous workout she'd given him, he stared at her in wonder. Within twenty minutes she had him all figured out, she could bring him to the brink then just as suddenly return him to a relaxed state. Proud of what she had achieved, Kate just sat there, hands on hips, with a cat that got the cream look on her face. Wanting to wipe the smirk off her face, Castle sat up quickly and, putting his arms around her waist, dragged her against his chest. She gasped in shock at the sudden move and Castle took that as an invitation to kiss the life out of her. Recovering from the unexpected change in role, Kate kissed him back just as hard. For several minutes they just traded kisses, which started out fast and hard, but slowed down, becoming slow and lazy. With their arms wrapped around each other they sat there, enjoying each others company, basking in the love they shared. Raising herself up she impaled herself on him, both of them gasping in shock at the abrupt change. Sinking all the way down, she stopped for a moment, just absorbing the feeling of such an intimate connection. Soon though she had to move, so she started slow. This was making love, slow and tender. Wrapping her arms around his shoulders, she kissed him gently.
Burying his head in her neck, Castle thrust gently into Kate, matching the pace she set and building the tension slowly. He trailed kisses up her neck, round to her ear, taking the lobe in his mouth, gently biting it.
Upping the pace, Kate ran her hands down his back, forcing him closer. Placing her hands on his shoulders, she dug her nails in, leaving crescent shaped marks after a well timed thrust on his part.
Taking that as his cue, Castle pulled her closer, adjusting the angle of penetration, drawing a low moan from her. She threw her head back, baring her neck, and thrusting her breasts into Castle's face. He took that as an invitation to take a nipple into his mouth, biting down softly, before soothing the sting with his tongue. Trailing over to the other one, he ran his tongue around the areola then suckled strongly, drawing another moan from her. She cupped the back of his head, keeping him close. He buried his head between her breasts, and she could feel his hot breath blowing down her belly to the vee in her legs, where they were joined. It added a new intensity to the experience and ratcheted up her arousal. Bucking wildly, she rubbed her clit against him in just the right way and she came, hard. He felt her inner muscles clamping down on him and it sent him over the edge. They clung to each other as aftershocks raced through the two of them. When their breathing returned to normal they shared a sweet kiss, full of love and affection.
"You are one hell of an amazing woman Kate." Castle said, softly, not wanting to disturb the contented quiet of the loft. She blushed at the compliment and looked away, straight at the clock on the bedside table.
"Shit!" He exclaimed, jumping up and pulling free of Castle at the same time. "We overslept, we're gonna be late!"
Wincing slightly at the burn caused by Kate's rapid disentanglement, Castle saw that she was right. Standing up he helped her find all her clothes, and realised that she had nothing but the dress to wear. Grabbing a pair of boxers, he headed for the study to phone his driver. He was in luck, Colin was 10 minutes away. He returned to the bedroom to find Kate in the en-suite, scrubbing her face clean.
"Kate, my driver will drop you home. He's a few minutes away so feel free to take a shower while you wait. I'll find you some spare clothing." Not waiting for a response he left the bathroom and headed for Alexis's room, knowing she was out and she'd have some clothes Kate could borrow. Finding a pair of sweats he knew were too long for his daughter, he tried looking for a t-shirt, but none of them would fit Kate. She would have to wear one of his. That stopped him short. The thought of her wearing his clothes was incredibly domestic and exceptionally sexy. He went back to see what he could find in his closet, and heard the water running in the shower. He smiled at the thought of Kate in his shower, hot water sluicing down her body as she soaped every inch of her body. Walking into his closet, he located several shirts that were tight enough on him to be a decent size for her.
Kate loved this shower, the water pressure and temperature were perfect, but she couldn't hang about. They were already really late this morning. Then she called out over the rush of water.
"Castle!"
He rushed into the room seconds later, worried that something had happened to her. "What is it? What's wrong Kate?"
"I need a little help in here. Can you join me?" She asked with a serious tone in her voice. Reacting by instinct to her commanding tone he stripped off the boxers and got in with her.
"What do you need?"
"Can you wash my back while I do my hair?" She said, holding up a bottle of shower gel and a loofah. He nodded silently and took the items from her. Turning her back on him she poured a generous amount of shampoo into her hands and started washing her hair. With her back bare, Castle soaped up the loofah and ran it down her back, taking care not to miss a single spot. Once done she turned around to rinse both at the same time and indicated to Castle to do the front as well. Not questioning his luck he scrubbed the rest of her, legs as well, as she conditioned her hair. She washed out the rest of the soap, gave him a quick kiss and a thanks and jumped out, leaving him to shower in record time. Stepping out he found her wrapped in a towel, staring at the t-shirts laid out on the bed.
"Castle, what's this?"
"Alexis doesn't have anything that would fit you, so I found some of mine that are too small for me. Help yourself, Colin will be here in a minute." Snapping out of her internal debate, she grabbed the middle one and pulled it on, followed quickly by the sweats. Running the towel over her hair, she left it to drip dry, she didn't have time for anything more. By the time she'd slipped on her coat and shoes the intercom was buzzing to let Castle know his driver was here.
"Are you ready Castle?" She asked from the living room.
He popped his head out, confused by the question. "Me?"
"Yes, you may as well come with me. We're already late, no point in wasting any more time." He agreed and hurried to put in some shoes. Two minutes later they were in the town car, heading for her place. During the ride she finger combed her hair, and put it into a lose plait, not bothering with a style today. She had no time for that. Arriving at Kate's apartment, Castle asked Colin to wait, that they wouldn't be long. Running upstairs, Kate grabbed the first items of clothing she could find and stripped off in the middle of the room, barely registering Castle's reaction. Hurrying into the bathroom, she applied her make-up within minutes, having years of practice to apply it perfectly, not forgetting to apply concealer to her neck to hide the pair of hickeys left by their uncontrollable lust for one another. No less that five minutes after they had entered the apartment, they left, racing back to the car. Luckily for them traffic was surprisingly light for this time of day and they made it to the Precinct in record time. Despite oversleeping and, ahem, other enjoyable activities, they managed to get outside at only fifteen minutes past nine. No one paid them any attention as they swiftly headed to the elevator.
She was relieved when the doors, closed sealing then in together for a minute. She moved closer, so their arms brushed and took hold of his hand. When he looked at her in question, she smiled softly, heart in her eyes and thanked him.
"What for?"
"Everything. For last night, for this morning, for just being you." They stood there, smiling at each other until the elevator signalled it had reached their floor.
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