Disclaimer: No I don't own Castle. Shock!
A/N: Part II - Effectively; if You haven't read Chapter 9 ('Nikki'), which immediately precedes this then I'd highly recommend doing (at least) that first... Just saying.
A/N 2: Well wonders never cease, if I'd combined 'In Reverse' and 'In Reverse: M after Q' I'd be over the 50,000 word line to be considered an entry into the 2013 Castle Ficathon... Oh well, hindsight is 20/20 and all that; not that the style of the two pieces of the same story really matches anyway; they complement (I can hope) but don't match.
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Rick's Loft: 2:30pm, Sunday
"Wakey wakey Mr Castle." Rick finally resurfaced, unaware of how long things had been blank, he still felt the pressure of Nikki sitting on him but something felt different. Hs pants were apparently gone, removed entirely at some point; and he felt fingers undoing buttons on his shirt. He opened his eyes then, saw Nikki no longer laying back against him, but straddling him instead, skirt belt entirely given now, boot clad calves resting against his thighs, shirt still hanging from her shoulders like a red cape on a naked superwoman.
"Enjoy that Mr Castle? I did... Mr Castle, I really, really did. Kate said you knew how to show a girl a good time. But wow! Mr Castle. Wow indeed." She was smiling her beautiful smile, the one he had always hoped would be reserved only for him.
Rick reached for her then, pulling her forward against him, her head towards his; he captured her lips, a surprise indrawn breath her only real reaction. He pressed his mouth against her, but it was so much more than just his mouth, it was his way of communicating, even when word wouldn't come he could communicate through the movements of his lips on hers. It was barely a second before her hands were in his hair, his around her back; small moaning sounds emanating from both of them, tongues dancing against each other, swirling, penetrating each other. Eventually Rick tilted his head back away from her, catching a momentary breath; his lungs still apparently pushed into hyperventilation mode at just a caress from her mouth.
"Kissing Nikki? On the lips? I though that was usually off the menu."
She tilted back her head then, barked a short laugh, "Really Mr Castle? You aren't a client! I'm just having good time, and kissing you is me having a very good time!"
She knelt up over him then, his hands slipping to her waist, her parting his shirt, "close your eyes Mr Castle," he could then only feel her lean forward until contact, she was caressing him with her breast, sliding her newly rehardening nipple over his face; trailing it around his cheek, the slowly higher. When she reached his eye the touch became incredibly light, her sensitive puckered flesh moving side to side, brushing across his eye lid and lash, stroking herself and him. Rick fluttered his eye lash at her, a rapid stroking motion against her that he controlled, to be met with a small hiss, the the contact was gone; to appear a moment later, sliding side to side of his parted lips.
Each time Rick tried to open his mouth wider, or reach out with is tongue, Nikki withdrew until he settled back; she wanted simple, for her to control the caress, and he was happy to let her have this. Everything became a little indistinct again, time a thing of no meaning; just them, just sensation. Eventually Rick slipped his hands lower, from her wait to her hips, then again one lower still, sliding it between her legs, seeking out her core. He found her wet again, clearly having cleaned herself up from their last experience, but now once again swollen and burning to his touch. He ran his hand yet again over the smooth, hairless skin that was just part of her gift to him tonight: that of Nikki and a fantasy shared only that morning.
Nikki pushed back away from him, rising to her feet to stand before him; hands on hips, legs spread more the shoulder width apart, concealing absolutely nothing. Rick stared, he could see clearly what he had only felt before, completely hairless skin, no longer simply smooth dry skin though, now wet skin split by her swollen lips weeping their moisture freely.
There was appeal of laughter, "You look hungry Mr Castle, like you need something to eat; but I told your earlier, this is about you." She reached for a glass of the coffee table, gathering it towards her with a clink of ice cubes, swirling an amber liquid; she had apparently gotten herself a refill while he was passed out.
Rick watched her take a sip, lifted the glass to him, "to you Mr Castle," then another sip, capturing an ice cube with it, and she lower herself to kneel before him and leaned forward to kiss his chest, pressing her chest against him, breasts either side of his semi-hard prick. She kissed and caressed, dropping the ice cube between her lips to roll it against his skin, before pulling it back into the cavern of her mouth and soothing away the chill with her cool tongue. The aftermath of the scotch in her mouth made his nipple burn as she attacked, burn, freeze, soothing tongue; over and over until the ice gradually melted away and her was left with just her warming mouth and tongue consuming him; from ice to fire in a matter of minutes.
He watched as she removed her mouth from his chest, looking up at him as she reached down to cup her own breasts tight around hips cock, squeezing and massaging for a moment, pinching her own nipples to even harder peaks. The pressure against him was slight, a gentle squeeze as she pushed; not the all encompassing flesh of earlier, a light touch, he was grateful given how sensitive he was. Rick was convinced his prior orgasm has been the most intense he had ever experienced, and the aftermath was still with him.
With hooded eyes, Nikki continued to watch him as she massaged both herself and him, "I'm going to put you in my mouth now Mr Castle."
Rick could see her lips' slightly parted, tongue placed between them, licking gently. He was honestly nervous with anticipation, he was so sensitive, it had been such a short time since he last came, he honestly didn't know what would happen; he was still recovering, even with the intimate massage so far he was only partially hard.
He thoughts ran little wild at the prospect: Delay! Buy yourself some time Rick, the last thing you want to do is disappoint! "What would Detective Beckett think about that Nikki?"
"She'd be jealous Mr Castle, I'm sure of it. I think she knows you get off putting things in her mouth, and she'd be so jealous of missing this opportunity."
"You want to make her jealous Nikki?"
"No... Not make her jealous, just need to taste you.."
Even the simplest of touches was intense, she leaned forward, wrapped her lips just around the head of his cock and swirled her tongue. Sliding her mouth further onto him then, pulling at him with her lips, to drag his firm member away for his body and leave it fully available for her mouth to consume. She suckled at him, gentle massaging movements intended, her was sure, to draw blood to the site of her interest. It worked, he could feel himself slowly hardening, growing, filling more of her mouth; Nikki moaning into him as it happened, moving from gentle suckling more aggressive movements, bobbing her head now as she took him deeper and deeper into her mouth.
Abruptly she stopped, reached for her glass and took another mouthful, cold scotch and ice cube. The just as abruptly she was back, diving onto him, the head of his cock immediately between her lips, and his body felt like it had become a live wire; current running straight through him, he felt like his mind could no longer comprehend reality. The burn of the alcohol on the ever so sensitive skin at his tip, contrasted with the freezing sensation of the ice cube where she swirled it around him with her tongue; it was almost painfully intense, the pleasure so sharp, so sudden that his hips left the sofa before locking rigid. His motion was met with an eager moan of appreciation by Nikki as she's slipped one hand beneath him to support his ass,
Rick twisted, the sensation becoming even more intense now with his muscles taught, there was fire in place of blood now, flowing thorough his entire body; tried to swing his hips away from her mouth, gain some relief, some moderation of the consuming ecstasy bordering on pain. Nikki's mouth stayed latched on him, chasing his twists and turns; allowing him to slip in and out of her mouth as he moved. Finally the ice melted away, leaving heat and warm,but less and less of the mammoth swings in intensity; then she was gone, mouth removed, and her was left aching in the seemingly cold air of the loft.
Not for long though as he felt her move, shifting from between his legs to straddle him once again, reaching between them and slowing lowering herself onto him; going his penetrate of her gradually into an internal embrace. Where before everything had been so intense, now he was gripped firmly by her wet, warm core. The sensations were so radically different, simple now, constant warm versus extremes of ice and fire; a firm solid grip instead of sharp sucking and loosening motions. After trying momentarily to escape her consuming presence before now he sought to be deeper inside, more of the soothing presence around him.
Nikki spoke then, station to his eye, watching every twitch of his facial muscles, feeling every twitchy chime elsewhere, "That better Mr Castle?"
Her hips were rolling in a very slow motion, easing him into her, easing him out; no hurry, no seeming goal in mind other than the simple experience of pleasure. She gradually picked up the pace, lifting lowering herself instead of rolling and circling; allowing them both to feel the sensation of cool air on him and contrast it with the pure warm inside her.
"Close you eyes Mr Castle, just relax and enjoy."
Nikki bent then to capture his lips, never stopping her strokes, adding to them with her lips and tongue. With his eyes closed and head tilted a little back he gave in to her control, her parting tongue sliding between his lips, but not inside his mouth, just running over his lips to the corners of his mouth where she would nibble before moving to the other side and repeat the process. Gradually the kissed deepened, just has her up and down stroked did, her presence again became consuming, her mouth wide, tongue dueling his for space inside him, pulling small pants form both of them.
Rick eventually felt the new soothing sensations build his pleasure backup, no spikes and troughs as before but a steady climb; not yet, but he knew, could feel the experience lurking just beyond his reach; Nikki could push him over if she kept this up, he could recover even has she built him back up. The realization was a surprise, not it many, many years had he been able to reach such a peak twice so quickly; a shiver ran though him at the thought.
Her whispered voice reached out gently to him, a vocal caress of his soul to hear her once again, "You gonna come Mr Castle?"
Rick could barely do more than shake his head, "To soon."
"Don't you worry about that Mr Castle. I can be patient, I can be persistent. For you Mr Castle... You have no idea how patient I'm willing to be."
She leaned forward then, bringing her mouth to her ear, whispering to him, "You're going to come in my mouth."
One final upward stroke and she let him fall free, both of them moaning a little at the loss of sensation, the feeling of being left alone, abandoned was momentary and Nikki lowered herself back between Rick's knees. Arms resting on his thighs this time, hands at the crease of his hips as she pushed his legs wide apart and slipped her mouth around him again, a moan easing from her and a groan from him.
No slow build now, she swallowed him deeply, sucking intensely as she pulled back up, drawing blood to the to of him before pinching him between her lips and repeating the whole process. He was almost in her throat as she forced herself down on him, not something she had ever done before and he wondered where,when... Nikki had learnt that. She started to hum a tune, the vibrations shaking this him, her addition of soft pressure form her teeth as she pulled back drawing more moans from him, as the feeling of bite drawing deeper breaths from him. He felt her reach ahead between his legs, reaching up to cup his balls, not squeezing, but rolling them in her hands; the brush of her fingers against hairs adding another layer of feeling.
Then she pulled loose from him, sitting back for a moment and reaching for her glass once again; still rolling him softly in her other hand.
"Nikki..."
She grinned at him, holding the glass to her lips, "Don't worry, you're a big boy Mr Castle, a very big boy, you can handle it." A sip, a cube consumed; he heard her crunch the ice once in her mouth, and then she was back.
There was no fire from alcohol chased away by the chill of ice this time, everything was simultaneous; burn and freeze and she wrapped her lips about his head once again, sucking, pressing her cheeks and the liquid in her mouth all around him. She drove her self slowly down his length, holding him tight within the cavern of her molten,freeze mouth; the scraping her way upward agains, teeth pressed against him, trapping the ice chips a band around him, as she drew the stroke out. She griped his sack to, pinching thumb and finger together, puling down with his balls trapped in her palm as she piled her head up. Then again, deeper this time, a longer slower stroke; a tighter bite, a firmer pull on his balls, and a more pronounced squeeze of her lips around the head of his prick at the top of her stroke.
The word was on the tip of his tongue he tried to hold it in, but everything was becoming to much, tipping over the edge from pleasure, "Ap.."
Nikki let him slip from her lips, pulling his legs back together as she slipped upward again to sit, legs spread wide on his upper thighs. Rick watched her lean into him, her breasts against him as she pushed forward for unhesitating, mouth wide open kiss. Rick immediate pushed his tongue into her, the variety of sensation immense. He could still taste the burn of scotch, the remaining ice on her tongue, the taste that was always... Nikki, and the intimate flavor of her lower lips wrapped into the taste of her upper ones; and below all that the underlying musk of himself permeating her mouth. The total taste, everything about them all at once, all experienced through the surface of his tongue her mouth left him panting into her in just seconds.
"Close?"
He shook his head.
"A little?"
He nodded.
"Intense?"
Another more vigorous nod.
"Good Mr Castle, not too close yet, because I told you... You're gonna come in my mouth." She reached down between them then, holding him and guided his cock into her once again, the smooth sensation of entry like the return of an old friend, comfort, warm, togetherness; but so much more intimate than just that. More than anything just being joined together again with her was soothing.
"That never gets old does it?" He shook his head in response. "Do you think your detective would share?"
"With you Nikki? Yes. No one else."
"Well I wouldn't want to share you with anyone else either Mr Castle. Just the three of us."
Nikki began to move again, lifting herself up again on her legs, drawing her arms up and tucking them behind her head, elbows spread wide, enhancing Rick's view of her flushed chest. He reached for her, hands at her waist, gripping firmly, but following not guiding her movements; sensing the support she arched back, head lolling behind her, her movements now thrusting her breasts skyward with each up stroke. The change in angle angle of view alone was enough to force his hands to draw her closer, to reach for her chest with his mouth; but her most tempting parts were just out of reach, he settled for nibbling, licking at the lower surface of her breasts; sucking the salty sheen and tastings other of her unique favors. Nikki's position lasted only moments after that, before she almost threw herself back forward into him, crushing her lips to his, and her whole body pressed into him.
She pulled back a touch, enough to look to his eyes, "I'm going taste you, swallow you," again she leaned forward on him, still moving, breasts pushing and sliding against his naked chest, whispering in his ear, "Then I'm going to tell your detective all about it. I think it'll make her wet just hearing the story Mr Castle."
"You know she loves you don't you Mr Castle? She told me. Told me just how much." He's hands were now resting on her thighs, gripping, squeezing, holding onto her and she moved; her internal muscles gripping in turn, decking to realize as she pushed herself up and away, refusing to let go of him, drawing the depth of their connection out as long as possible, pulling him with her, cock sucked along, skin taught behind it.
"How much is that Nikki?"
"Immeasurable. There's nothing she wouldn't do for you, nothing at all. She asked me about where she could get this done," with that Nikki ran two finger across the hairless skin around where the were intimately joined, "said you'd spoken about it and wanted to do something special for you."
"You haven't ideas how much I appreciate it, she's really been making statements recently Nikki, big ones."
Rick slid his hands around her back, pulling her towards him, as she leaned in, cooperating with his urging request, she spoke softly, wistfully again, "She made a terrible mistake Mr Castle, she told me she regrets it. She trusts you not to break her heart, and hopes you'll trust the same one day. Can she have hope Mr Castle?"
Just before his lips contacted hers, he gave a murmuring whisper, "Yes."
Nikki pushed herself back off him, his cock coming free with a spring, and began to lower herself back between his les, dragging her entire torso down his as she did so, leaving not a moment where they were not in contact.
"Third time's the charm Mr Castle!"
Ricks eyes almost rolled back in his head then, as she took him into her mouth for the third time, agains the tip, again swirling her tongue; but no tight press of her lips, but a gentle caress, a heightening of sensation rather than a drive for intensity. She began to overpriced head up, then down, pressing him against the roof of her outs with her tongue, then curling it around him to swirl him around her mouth rather than her tongue around him.
She pulled her head back slowly' releasing him for her mouth, drawing a small whine from him, "I'm going to do nothing new, new for me; you want that Mr Castle?"
At his nod, she opened her mouth wide once again, dropping her head over him; no attempt to grasp him with her lips or tongue this time, just her mouth lose around him as she continued to push more and more of him inside her.
Nikki pushed herself a little more upright, shifted her angle and pushed all the way down his cock; accepting everything she could, a stutter in her downward movement and her throat rippled, the slightest of choking sounds coming from her, giving her pause and making Rick consider pulling her free. She pulled back slightly and then resumed, downward, taking more; deeper this time, the sensations so revelatory that Rick had to start fighting himself, fighting not to let go yet.
Finally her lips were brushing against his hair, a swallow in her throat massaging him and her both. She began the most shallow of movements, her head only shifting an inch at most; the pressure on him constant, he was squeezed by the muscles at the back of her throat. Rick saw her slip a hand down between her own legs, pushing two fingers against her own clit and beginning to circle herself. Rick could feel how close she was, as close as him now; her breathing struggling to keep up, free only to draw air through her nose, her entire body flushed, shining with perspiration.
Rick choked out a noise, aimed down to her, "Come."
Her movements became more vigorous,bother head making larger stroked, the release from them isles of her throat as her head moved up, and the pressure reapplied with a downward stroke; it quickly became to much for him, but he held off as long a sheer could, basking in the visual stimulation of Nikki rubbing herself off to the rhythm of him inner throat. The sheer intensity of earlier was tarting to return, as he held pack, rapidly the sensitivity of his cock sky rocketed, and the unique pressure exacerbated things even further. Suddenly, Nikki's entire body spasmed, fingers between her legs quivering quivering to a stop, an attempted scream the last straw for him; the pressure of her throat attempting to scream out pleasure finally broke him.
Rick called out, another wordless spasm for his lungs; unable to control himself and he emptied himself into the back of her throat even as she pulled back, to capture the last of his effort into her welcoming mouth; body still experiencing aftershocks other own pleasure and resonating in sympathy with his. Nikki was moaning now as she swirled her tongue around her prize, the taste she had been seeking, missing, wanting.
She crawled backstop him,sitting on his lap rather than straddling him, wrapping her arms around his neck and drawing him into a soft, sensual kiss, pouring her heart and soul into the soft presume other lips upon his.
"Thank you, Mr Castle, that was worth waiting all day for. Sleep now. Rest."
Nikki rested her head on his shoulder, leaned her body into him and waited for sleep to catch up to them both.
Rick woke again to find himself still laying on the sofa, a blanket tossed over him, shirt still undone, still pantless; then Nikki walked back in front of where he lay. No it was not Nikki; this woman had changed, a simple t-shirt and shorts, no braid, just flowing locks of hair. Kate was back.
Rick grinned at her, still a little out of it, "Hi Kate!"
She smiled down at him, "Hi Rick. Did you have a good time with Nikki? Sorry I couldn't be here, I had a little fantasy of my own to play out while she kept you occupied."
He just grinned wider.