Please note this chapter is M rated!

Chapter 11

She was a tease. An absolute tease and she damn well knew it. Dinner was nothing but a blur, Rick's mind completely buzzed, his body hyper aware of every movement Kate made. She couldn't just eat a slice of pizza like a normal person; she had to run her tongue along her lips before biting sensually into the soft crust, moaning provocatively at the taste. She would take a sip of their milkshake, and the way her glossy lips and curved mouth sucked the straw had his body throbbing. Her foot endlessly rubbed up and down his calf, his heart rate skyrocketing when it lightly brushed against a certain aching part of him.

Halfway through their meal he was unable to take one more second of her inflicting agony, so he stood abruptly, pizza forgotten, wincing when she batted her eyelashes innocently.

"I'm...uh...going to pay, I'll meet you outside." He ignored her smirk when his voice came out as a squeak.

He quickly moved to the wooden counter by the back of the little restaurant, throwing down a wad of cash before hastily weaving his way around the tables and chairs to the front door. He ignored the cashier's shocked 'sir, you've left $100 for a $20 meal!' Exiting the restaurant he saw Kate leaning casually against the brick wall, her arms crossed; smiling as though she didn't have a care in the world.

"You are in so much trouble." He growled, taking her hand and pulling her towards their building, glad it was only two blocks away.

"I'm trembling with fear." She mocked, trying to keep up a walking pace even though he was all but running. He stopped suddenly and spun around, pushing her against the closest concrete wall. The rough, urgent kiss he plastered against her lips then wetly trailed down her neck had anticipation sweeping through her body. Reluctantly dragging his mouth away from her cherry scented skin, Rick continued walking and this time Kate matched him step for step.

By the time they stumbled into the loft, Kate's top was undone and Rick's pants were halfway down his legs. The door slammed closed behind them and Kate took the opportunity to push Rick roughly against it, taking hold of his shirt and yanking, biting her lips hungrily as the buttons went flying and his impressive chest was revealed. His hands fell to her hips and kneaded eagerly as she trailed wet kisses along his jaw, across his collarbone and down the centre of his chest. She dropped to her knees, pulling his jeans and boxers to his ankles.

Her warm, panting breath against his sensitised skin had anticipation spreading like wildfire through his body and his knees almost buckled when she caressed his hardened length with one hand, the other raking her nails up and down his thigh. He tried to say her name, to warn her he was so close already, but she wrapped her lips around him and he lost all coherent thought. His curled fists thumped against the door, his body shuddering with the need to explode.

Kate felt him losing control and she took great pleasure in doubling her efforts, placing her hands on his thighs for leverage, using just her mouth and tongue to bring him towards that inevitable edge. She felt his fingers tangle in her hair as his thrusts became frenzied, his palms trying to push her head away. She knew he worried he could be too rough, so she constantly had to remind him that if he was hurting her she'd make sure he knew it.

"Sto...stop, Kate." The words were a throaty whisper and she realised why he was trying to pull away. As much as he loved what she was doing, she knew he preferred when they both reached that high together.

Teasingly she drew back and as soon as she released him he slid down the door, collapsing on the floor. She rocked back on her heels, licking her lips. The loft was silent except for his harsh breathing. After a few minutes he regained some semblance of control, lifting a shaking hand to trace her lips. She captured one of his fingers between her teeth and bit down gently, smiling when his body trembled. He looked almost comical, splayed on the floor, his pants tangled around his shoes and ankles, his shirt crumpled, his hair messy and his eyes as wide as saucers.

"Do you have any idea how much I love you?" He whispered tightly.

Standing, Kate slowly kicked off her heels, one hand tantalizingly drawing down the zipper on the left side of her dress before she shrugged her shoulders, the flimsy material sliding down her skin and pooling on the floor. The flame red lace cupping her breasts had him groaning appreciatively.

"Show me, Mr Castle."

Show her? Oh, he was going to do a hell of a lot more than show her. Standing shakily on legs that felt like jelly, Rick kicked his shoes and pants away from his ankles before yanking off his destroyed shirt. He stalked towards her, loving the way her eyes wandered appreciatively over his naked body. Before she could question what he was doing, he had her bridal style in his arms, smirking cheekily as she whacked his chest and protested.

"Richard Castle, put me down right now!"

"Not a chance, KB."

He carried her into their bedroom, unceremoniously dropping her on their bed and then standing back to admire her stunning body.

"You're extraordinary."

Propping herself on her elbows, she watched as he dimmed the lights, shadows flickering through the room as he moved back to kneel on their bed by her side.

"You always say that."

"I always mean it."

His body having calmed down slightly, Rick stretched himself out on his side, using his right hand to trace the top curve of her breast as he pressed a soft kiss to her mouth. When he used the same hand to cup her through her bra and squeeze, she moaned enthusiastically into his mouth and bit down gently on his tongue. Rick had learnt quickly with Kate that she was a biter. Her lips, his lips, his neck, his fingers. The soothing strokes of her tongue afterwards were always worth the spark of pleasurable pain.

Reluctantly dragging his mouth away from hers he pressed soft, warm kisses across her earlobe, down her jaw and then under her chin and along her neck as she tilted her head back, a breathy moan escaping her when his lips finally reached the swell of her breasts. With fingers just as unsteady as his heartbeat, Rick unclasped her bra; silently glad it was a front clasping one.

When his lips closed around her nipple, she cried out, and he chuckled lightly against her skin, thoroughly enjoying the feel of her squirming body beneath his hands.

When Rick licked across her chest, his mouth nipping at her other breast, Kate thought her body would explode from the sheer pleasure she knew his wicked tongue could bring. She trembled in anticipation as his fingers danced along her skin, trailing down to the red lace that matched her bra. Whether it was payback for teasing him, or he just wanted to prolong her anticipation, Kate didn't know or care; she just wanted his fingers to stop their idle wandering up and down her thighs and touch her there. She'd use her own fingers before she'd beg him, and she knew that turned him on, but tonight it didn't seem like that was his intention because before she knew which way was up, his fingers were yanking her panties down and yes, thank you Jesus, right there.

"Christ, Kate." His words echoed somewhere far, far away, his fingers stroking over and over through the wetness between her legs. She was so close already, weeks of pent up frustration demanding to be released. With all the strength her trembling body could gather, Kate used one arm to wrench his body on top of hers, dragging his mouth up and away from her tender breasts to suck his tongue urgently into her mouth.

As she pulled his body across hers, his fingers still working feverishly between her legs, Rick's aching erection reminded him that the only problem when getting Kate off like this was most of the time he could come just from watching her writhe and listening to the husky sounds that escaped her mouth as she panted out his name. It took all manner of control for him to hold on. As much as he wanted to take his time, to place lingering caresses and heated kisses all over her body, knowing it was the sweetest torture he could inflict on her, tonight he just didn't have the strength. At least, not this time. Withdrawing his fingers from between their bodies, knowing he really couldn't last any longer, Kate cried out in frustration, but then feeling the insistent throbbing of his length against her stomach had her legs spreading and cradling his hips between her thighs. She tilted her body up, encouraging him, but he pulled his lips away from her swollen mouth, waiting until she opened her eyes. She did, blinking a couple of times to clear her hazy vision.

"I love you, so much."

Without giving her time to respond, he aligned their bodies and buried himself inside her with one powerful stroke. Her throaty cry was muffled by the pressure of his lips once again claiming hers, her eyes losing focus as he thrust steadily. He was so close already, picking up his tempo as her cries became harsher and her legs curved upwards, tightening around his waist. Relying on one hand propped up by her head to keep him balanced, he let his other skim down her lithe figure, cupping her bottom when she raised her body to match his plunge, pulling her tighter against him so her most sensitive area rubbed against his skin.

Richard Castle took nothing but unconditional delight in watching her fall apart around him, her walls crumbling completely down, nobody but Kate staring lovingly back up at him. The feel of her body shaking against his and the sting of her teeth as she bit into his shoulder when she came, crying out Castle, not Rick, into his mouth, pushed him just that little bit further and his sanity exploded, along with the rest of his body, joining her in helpless oblivion.

After a few moments of trying to get his heartbeat back into a steady rhythm, his arm gave way and he collapsed on top of her. When her heavy panting vaguely reminded his exhausted body that he was squashing her, he rolled them over so she was splayed out over his chest. She let out a satisfied sigh, burying her head in the crook of his neck and nibbling lightly at his earlobe, sending another wave of heated pleasure coursing through his body.

As he rested there, her sticky, pliable body snugly on top of his, warm emotions still spinning dizzily inside his head, Rick knew there was no better time than now. This was the moment to ask that question.

TBC

Hmm, so, I'm not so confident at writing what you just read, so I hope it was ok?