To all those reading, I am terribly sorry for the lack of an update for so long, I live in Australia and am up to the very critical end of my final year at school, so it has been tough going for me for the last couple of months. But I was sitting, waiting for my doctor to see me today, and inspiration struck…. So I started writing.

This Chapter is definitely a bit smutty, it's my first attempt, so be nice.

Enjoy :D

Chapter 11

Kate was laying on the bed, her breath coming out in short pants, her arms limp on the bed, as Rick's lips ran a scorching path down her neck and towards the edge of her lacy bra. The hand that was in her hair, gently massaging the back of her head, moves slowing down her neck, then her arm, taking the thin, almost nonexistent white bra strap with it as he suck one nipple into his mouth. Kate lets out a strangled sound, something between a sigh and a moan and the next thing she knew that lacy black bra was gone Rick was lavishing the bare skin of one breast while one of his hands took care of the other.

Kate was in heaven, but reality soon caught up with her and she spurred into action. She raised her arms to Rick's shoulders and caught sight of the sparkle coming from her left hand and smiled. She had just known there was a reason this was happening. She pulled his mouth back up to hers for another scorching kiss and ran her hand quickly down his chest and into his boxers, where she found his, as always, impressively hard length. Rick let out a hearty moan as she stroked him, and managed to pull his boxers clear off without him noticing.

Notice he may not have, but reciprocate he did. Rick none to gently ripped her panties off of her and began to stroke her folds. Kate forgot her own name as he slowly pushed one finger inside of her and pulled it out just as slowly. Only to be joined by a second and a third. It was as she felt the subtle ridge of his wedding ring along her inner wall for the first time that she fell over the edge.

Rick smiled to himself, it was the quickest he had ever brought her over with his fingers alone, and it was a beautiful sight. He didn't give her time to fully come down from her high before he entered her in one swift stroke. He stayed like that for what seem like hours. Even after two years the feel of them together, so intimately, was something that he always savoured.

Kate eventually wrapped her legs around his waist, and that was his cue. He pulled almost all the way out, then slowly slid back in, over and over. Until the sounds coming out of them both were moans, and Kate let out a, "Oh, Rick, faster." That was all he needed to here.

He pulled out and thrust back in over and over again until she was screaming out his name, and when she fell over the edge he was right behind her. He collapsed to her side and pulled he still slightly shaking form to his body, and sleep started to take its hostages.

"I love you Mrs Castle." Rick mumbled sleepily as he kissed the top of her head.

"I love you, too, Mr Castle." Came Kate's reply and she drifted peacefully of to sleep.

Beckett is startled out of her deep slumber, and wonderful dream, by the sound of a man trying to quietly curse after stubbing his little toe on the wall. She moves to get out of the bed and realises that she is engulfed in Castle's very warm embrace, and that he is still asleep. Also that not all of the dream she had been have had come from her memory. She smiled to herself, reliving the memory of the previous night, until she heard the man in the house cursing again and decided that it was time to take action.

"Castle." She said, gently shaking his arm, while the other had is firmly planted over his mouth so that he won't make any noise. "Castle. You need to wake up."

He woke slowly, mumbling, trying to take in his surroundings. Making too much noise for Beckett's liking.

"Castle You need to b quite. There's someone out there that I need to catch. Now had me that robe." Beckett said all this to him in such a rushed whisper that Castle didn't even question her, just handed her the robe from his side of the bed.

Beckett got out of bed and pulled on the robe, placing her badge and cuffs from the bedside table in one pocket. Taking the her gun in hand she headed towards the door. As she open the door to exit the room she turned to look at Castle and said one word. "Stay."

In the seconds it takes Beckett to exit the bedroom she turns to full on cop mode. She stand against the wall and can see a glow from what she thinks is the direction of the study. She slowly moves along the wall, staying in the shadows as she makes her way towards the living room. As she gets to the corner of the wall she hears the man shuffling towards her. She stops and waits. When she thinks that he is only a couple of feet away she jumps out of her hiding place.

"NYPD. Hands in the air." She yells at him.

The man is so startled by her presence that he does as she tells him to and doesn't even blink an eyelid when she cuffs him and pushes him to the ground. He's a large man well over six foot and very well set, yet he complies to her wishes.

"Castle!" Beckett yells, and he appears almost immediately from where she jumped out from only moments ago. "Call the Captain, we've got ourselves an intruder."

As Castle walks away Beckett notices a trail of blood from the kitchen, traipsing through most of the apartment. She then looks down at the man at her feet and notices that he is bleeding fairly severely from his right foot.

While looking down she also notices that she is only wearing a robe, and that she had better get changed before the boy got here or she would never hear the end of it.

Thanks for reading, let me know what you think. There will probably only be one or two more chapters, though I don't know how long it will take to get them up with the whole end of year school thing happening…