Please review! They're as addicting as rewatching Rick maul Kate against his front door. ;) BEST FREAKin make-out session E-V-E-R!
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"Wait Rick," she said a little breathlessly and put her hand on his to stop him from entering the door code.
"Kate, we've got to get to the elevator… Katrina said we had to be there in 20 minutes and thanks to Doctor Demented over there," he swung his head over to Nico who was out cold on the bed, "we've only got -" he looked at his watch, "7 minutes now."
"I know." She looked a little shy, like she was struggling to find the right words to say to him. "I just can't let you leave this room without setting things straight." She cleared her throat quietly. "I need you to know something…" Her tawny eyes sparked with truth as she gazed into his baby blues. "What happened between us earlier was amazingly beautiful, … amazingly us, and so much more than I ever imagined."
Jeez, why is it so difficult to tell him how I feel?
She took a deep breath and said, "I want you to know, … that I plan on it happening again." She turned her body into his and reached up on her toes as delicately as possible, then leaned into his pouty mouth to nip at his upper lip… "And again," she leaned in and tugged on his lower lip, noticing the surprise in his eyes. "And again." She blinked at him coyly, ... then whispered his name, "Cas - - tle," before blowing warm air across his full lips and crashing her mouth into his.
God, he was dreaming. There was no other explanation. He was in a hell-hole with the love-of-his-life and she was kissing him senseless and torturing him with risqué lingerie… Her womanly curves clinging to his body like they were made for each other; her enticing legs positioned perfectly at the juncture of his thighs, while her long, thin fingers played dangerously with the waistband of his slacks.
She pulled back from his lips and purred into his ear, "I'm going to give you a little incentive to make it out of here alive," and her fingers grasped the zipper of his pants and pulled it down.
Christ, I'm not dreaming, he thought, as she reached inside, trickling her fingers over the silk boxers, luxuriating in the expensive material and then finally - firmly gripping his manhood.
Castle's head dropped back against the wall and he moaned, "Kaaate." Two seconds later he grasped her wrist and pulled her hand out of his pants.
"Elevator now!" he growled and punched in 4998. "You've got the gun?"
She patted his right jacket pocket. "Yes… I'm fired up and ready to go, Partner." By her sultry tone she was obviously insinuating she was fired up and ready for him.
"I'll just bet you are, … you beautiful vixen," he rasped out before opening the door and peeking around it to make sure the hallway was clear.
He breathed in heavily as Kate's left arm snuck around his shoulders once more for walking support. His right hand squeezed reassuringly at her hip when he opened the door completely and edged out into the hallway.
It was extremely quiet, … which unnerved him. He'd seen a couple of guards in the hallway when he'd first arrived, and they were no longer present. They were both quiet as he half-dragged her along the plush carpet.
Thank God it's carpet instead of tile so our footsteps are muted.
Rick was anxious to get around the corner where he believed the elevator resided. He halted at the corner though and listened for any sound. After feeling like all was clear, he rounded the corner with Kate.
Shit, he thought frustrated, this hallway doesn't look familiar. It was in the shape of a 'T'. There was a set of swinging doors at the end of the hall and then it branched off in 2 directions.
They took about 10 steps when someone came through the swinging doors ahead of them.
Mr. Thornton looked surprised to see Kate draped over Rick's side, obviously being supported by him, … but it was the way he honed in on Rick's battered face and blood-spattered shirt that worried him.
"It looks like you might need a little help there with Angel Wings… You encounter a problem with her?" He spoke firmly even though his voice crackled with age.
"No, no problem." Rick said with a smile. "I'm doing just fine with her." The older man was making him nervous by his intense scrutiny.
Thornton chuckled before asking, "What the hell happened to your face, Alexander? … You couldn't control her?"
"Let's just say that Collins' description of her was accurate when he said that she came with a certain risk."
"Tell him the truth, Alexander." Kate spewed out the name 'Alexander' as if it were acid on her tongue. She looked directly at Thornton before sneering, "He got a little too frisky for my liking so I punished him."
Thornton guffawed, looking delighted by her answer. "By kicking him in the face?" He asked, practically drooling while waiting for her response.
"Yes, … as well as kicking him in another strategic place… Would you like a demonstration?"
"Well, well," he sounded impressed, "you truly are a spit-fire, aren't you Angel Wings?"
He pried his eyes away from Kate then to address Rick. "It looks to me though like you made some progress with her."
Rick looked at Kate critically… Her pretty, auburn hair was delightfully mussed, her cheeks were flushed, and there was no gloss or lipstick on her lips. She certainly looked like she'd just been 'spoiled'.
"Tell me, as I'm dying to know, …" Thornton continued, "How did she taste?"
Bile rose up in the back of Rick's throat. Digusting man.
"I wouldn't say that I've had a taste of the lovely Ms. Beckett… It was more like a nibble." His grin and tone-of-voice implied that he was very excited to continue his nibbling, … and that it would happen again very soon.
Kate squeezed his shoulder reassuringly… His hand clenched over her protruding hipbone like he was staking a claim on her, … reassuring her that he was never going to let her go.
"Only a nibble?" Thornton asked surprised, "If I was your age, Mr. Rogers, I would've already tapped that fine piece of merchandise."
Castle was fed up with this old man and his sexual innuendos, but right now he could tell Kate was going to let loose on him so he whispered into her ear, hoping to elicit a smile from her, "Damn, Beckett, do you have any idea of the effect you have on men?"
It worked… She smiled, but she still seethed at Thornton, "If you were his age, I'd have already incapacitated your ass. You wouldn't be half the man you are today."
His eyebrows rose. "You may have to muzzle her. She's a feisty one... Are you sure you know how to handle her?" He looked doubtfully at Rick. "Do you need some instructions from a seasoned buyer?"
Rick chuckled. "I appreciate the offer, but you don't need to worry about me, Mr. Thornton... No instructions are necessary."
Seriously, was this old man for real?
Rick gave Kate a sexy leer. "I can certainly handle this feisty piece of merchandise all by myself." His lips brushed against her ear, "And I'm going to enjoy every single minute of it."
Knowing that Thornton was watching them intently, Rick let his tongue snake out and lick her outer earlobe sensuously.
Kate quickly flicked her head away from him as if she loathed his touch.
"Mmm, she tastes like whipped cream." And from the look on Thornton's face, Rick knew he was consumed with jealousy.
At this point, Rick propelled Kate forward as he'd had enough of Mr. Thornton and his growing obsession for her. He started walking down the hallway to casually pass him, but Thornton moved into their path.
"Have you spoken with Mr. Collins' concerning her purchase?" His dark brown eyes combed over the expanse of Kate's legs not covered by Rick's jacket.
"Yes." He replied while Kate's fingernails dug into his left shoulder due to her nerves. "He mentioned you offered $200,000.00 dollars for her."
"I did, and I was under the impression that Mr. Collins had agreed… I was told that she was being prepped and pampered for me."
The way he said 'pampered' completely disgusted him.
Rick looked at him speculatively, "Sorry there, old man." Mr. Thornton's eyes narrowed upon being called, 'old'. "You were misinformed… Mr. Collins accepted my $300,000.00 bid for Angel Wings here."
"Did he now?" He gazed thoughtfully at Beckett as the jacket swayed open to reveal a hint of her creamy breasts nestled in the bustier.
"Sorry that I can't take you at your word, Mr. Rogers. I'll have to verify that before you leave with her. - - Benson," he said to a figure lurking behind the swinging doors, "Go get Horatio for me."
"I wouldn't do that if I were you." Rick drawled, and surprisingly, Benson stopped to listen to what Rick had to say.
"There's one thing you should know about her, Mr. Thornton… Something that Collins purposefully withheld from you." Rick flashed him a cocky grin.
"Oh, really? And what might that be?" He asked with curiosity, not believing for a second that Rick had anything substantial to say,… believing only that he was trying to stall the inevitable.
"She's a police officer… A Detective from the New York City police department."
Thornton's voice rose an octave in disbelief, "She's a cop?" and then his grating laugh filled the hallway. "I wondered why Collins' described her as 'skilled in all manners of death.' - - So Horatio actually had the nerve to put a cop up for sale?"
"Detective," Kate corrected.
"Pardon me, I stand corrected." He bowed slightly to her, "And what an astounding Detective you are…" Kate didn't like the way he was backing towards the swinging doors.
"Tsk, Tsk," Thornton continued. "Horatio's really outdone himself this time." He signaled behind his back for Benson to leave and get Collins. "I should have suspected though," and his slimy smile made the hairs on Kate's arms stand on end... "How did I know that you'd be right at home with your hand wrapped around a co -," He coughed. "Excuse me, … wrapped around a glock?"
Kate had had enough of this old man's perverted comments, but it was Benson that concerned her right at the moment. She saw him turn away and worried over where he might be headed… She reached into Castle's jacket pocket and pulled out the hand gun. She formed the common, isosceles stance and pointed the gun in the direction of Benson.
"Benson, don't move from that spot." Kate cocked the gun…"Which way to the elevator?"
The gun didn't seem to faze Mr. Thornton in the least. Thornton grinned maniacally as if he was using his photographic-memory to take a picture of her in that exact same stance… A picture of the bad-ass, Detective Angel Wings, with the ballerina legs, holding a Smith and Wesson like it was a natural extension of her hand… A picture that he could pull out of his mind at any time for future pleasuring sessions.
"Now I certainly wish I hadn't given up on you so easily, Detective… You'll haunt my wet-dreams for years to come."
Rick scowled at the gross comment and almost followed Kate's earlier example by spitting in Thornton's face.
"The elevator?" He ground out with contempt.
"Turn left here… The hallway naturally curves and takes you straight to it." He spoke without any guile and Rick believed he was telling the truth.
"Come on," he encouraged her and they both picked up the pace to pass by Thornton. Kate lowered the gun, but kept it firmly gripped in her hand, down at her side, ready in a moment's notice, if need be, to raise it and shoot.
"Give my regards to Collins," Thornton spouted before swinging through the doors and heading out-of-sight.
"Dammit," Kate said, "I don't like this, Rick."
"It'll be alright." He placed a kiss on her worried forehead before escorting her to the left and down the corridor. "We have to trust Katrina. She'll make sure the elevator is clear."
Kate's heart soared as she realized Thornton was telling the truth. The elevator was directly in front of them. There was a large conference room on the right with open double doors that they had to pass by first. As they approached the doors, they heard a moan.
Rick paused, halting their progression.
Oh - - oh! It wasn't just a moan… It was several deep guttural sounds coming from a man who was obviously enjoying himself. Castle motioned for her to quickly pass by the doors. Neither could help glancing in the room as they rushed by it.
Katrina was on her knees in front of a short man who was dressed in a security uniform. His hands were in her blond locks and encouraging her to move a certain way as he bucked into her mouth.
God, we have got to save her, Castle thought in anguish. Even though he was sickened by the sight, he was grateful beyond belief for her sacrifice.
They quickly moved inside the elevator where Kate tapped out the security code, 550612.
She turned into Rick's embrace. "God, Castle, we made it." She rasped out… and then, then...
Just as the elevator doors started to close, the power was cut to the building and they were submerged in complete darkness.
Kate shivered in his arms at the realization that they weren't going anywhere.