"Wow," she gasped, slowly calming down after a minute of trying to catch her breath. She was still straddling his face, not that he minded. Nope, he didn't mind one bit.
He experimentally wiggled the two fingers that were still in her, and her breath caught. She moaned.
"You can come again, can't you?" he asked, incredulously, slowly pumping his fingers in and out of her.
"Oh my gosh, I think I can. I've never been ready to go again, this soon after an orgasm," she replied, even more shocked than he was.
"Are you okay with standing like that, or would you prefer to spread out on the bench?"
"No, no, no. This is perfectly fine. Feels so good. Please, just, don't stop."
"Don't worry, I won't stop," he smiled, "You were so good at waiting for permission the past two times - earlier today, and just a couple of minutes ago - that this time, you don't need my permission. Just come when you're ready, okay?"
She nodded, and he brought his mouth back onto her clit, slightly quickening the speed of his fingers.
Her knuckles were white from squeezing the bench above his head. The pleasant coil in her belly began again, and she tried to keep from grinding down too hard on his face.
He could feel her getting close again, her walls tightening around his fingers, so he hummed, knowing that the vibrations would feel great for her. He was right. That move sent her flying right over the edge. He kept his movements up, prolonging her orgasm.
He removed his fingers from her, licking them clean as she moved to lie down on his chest, hugging him closely. She tucked her head into his neck, peppering light kisses there. Eventually, her breathing evened out. Comforted by his hands gliding up and down the soft skin of her back, and the warmth of their bare chests touching, she started to doze off.
Right before she fell asleep, she whispered, "You might not think I'm ready to say this, but I know I am. I'm so madly in love with you, Rick Castle. Please don't ever let me push you away again."
"Don't worry, my love," he responded, smiling so hard he thought his face would split in two. He slid his arms around her, hugging her close, and continued, "It's safe to say you're stuck with me for a long, long time. Possibly forever, but we'll have a conversation about that later."
She sighed happily, and placed one last kiss on his neck. He swore he could feel her smiling.
And then she was asleep.
He looked around for a clock, as best as he could with Kate on top of him. Finding one, he noticed that they still had ten minutes before they were expected back in the bullpen. He grabbed his shirt off of the bench, before draping it over her back and bottom, and then brought his arms back around her, hugging her closer than before. He, too, sighed, loving the feeling of Kate in his arms.
He closed his eyes, falling asleep moments after she did.
He woke, startled by his phone ringing. He reached into his pocket carefully, and answered in a whisper, so as not to wake Kate. "Hello?"
"Where are you guys?" Lanie screamed into the phone, making him jerk the phone away from his ear, "You were supposed to be back up here twenty minutes ago! Surely you two could have finished everything within a half hour, especially with how turned on you both were when I left you."
"We fell asleep," he said, not wanting to get into details. Kate could do that later, if she wanted to. Even if she didn't want to, there was a good chance Lanie would manage to get the details out of her. Kate's stubborn about keeping her private life private, but Lanie's persistant, and it would certainly be tough for Lanie to get the details out of her. Of course, Lanie was her best girl friend, so maybe it wouldn't be as hard as he thought.
"Castle!" Lanie yelled, pulling him away from his thoughts. Her tone let him know that it wasn't her first attempt at getting his attention.
"Sorry, what were you saying?"
"I said Gates keeps asking what's taking you two so long, and I don't know how long it will be until she asks what exactly you're doing. I just told her it was a personal problem that Kate had and she needed your help with it," she paused, and then jokingly added, "Not so far from the truth, was it?"
He laughed, "Not far from the truth, at all."
"But really, Castle, you might want to wake Kate, and head back up here, before Gates asks again."
"Okay, thanks, Lanie," he responded.
"No problem, Writer Boy. Just looking out for you and my girl," she responded, and then she hung up.
"Kate," he whispered, running his fingers through her hair, "Time to get up."
"Hmm?" she asked, slowly waking up.
"Hey, sleepyhead," he smiled at her, watching as she took in her surroundings and remembered what they were doing a little while ago.
"Hey, yourself. You make a comfy pillow," she said, snuggling into him.
"Is that just a nice way of saying I'm fat?" he teased.
"No, not at all. In fact, I quite like your body," she flirted, lifting her body off of his slightly, running her hands up and down his chest and stomach.
"Kate, we really need to get back to the bullpen," he whispered, as she brought her mouth down to his. She kissed him for a long moment, not wanting to get up.
"Do we have to?" she groaned as they pulled apart.
"Yes, we have to. As much as I'd love to just stay here - kissing you, touching you, holding you - we need to get dressed and get back there before Gates wants to know exactly what we're doing. According to Lanie, she's been wondering what was taking us so long," he said, sitting up, with Kate still straddling his lap.
"When did you talk to Lanie?" she asked, slightly panicked.
"She called a few minutes ago. What, you thought she came down here, or something?"
"I don't know... I'm still tired. I don't think when I'm tired."
She felt him freeze for a moment.
His mind instantly went to her declaration of love, and how she said it when she was tired. Maybe she wasn't thinking when she said it? he thought.
"Castle, don't be stupid," she chided, slapping his bare chest lightly.
"I didn't say anything...?"
"But you were thinking about what I said earlier, and how I said it when I was tired, were you not?"
"Yeah, I was..." he admitted.
"And do you realize how far off your train of thought was going from the truth?"
"Um..." he looked away from her.
"Castle," she rolled her eyes, "Rick, look at me."
She put her hands on either side of his face, forcing him to look at her.
"I love you so much. Don't you ever doubt that, okay? You are so important to me, and the fact that you could doubt my love for you hurts a little, to be honest."
"I'm sorry, I just-"
"- don't think when you're tired, either?" she finished his sentence.
"Yeah," he whispered, kissing her again, "Okay, we really need to go now."
He patted her on the butt so she'd get off of his lap, and grabbed the vibe, handing it back to her.
"Really." she said.
"I'll give you some time to relax before I turn it on again. Don't need you going numb on me," he winked at her.
"You're going to get it," she threatened. It didn't scare him because whatever 'it' was, he was pretty sure he'd enjoy it.
"I can't wait."
They dressed, stealing quick kisses from each other, whenever possible, knowing that the minute they went back into the bullpen, they'd be back to working again... Or, at least, sitting in the bullpen, since there were no cases currently going on. Regardless, they would have to pretend that nothing was going on between them, because who knows how Gates would react to their relationship, if she found out about it?
After they were dressed, and their hair was fixed as best as it could be, they walked, hand in hand, to the elevator, getting in, and pressing the button for the homicide floor.
"There aren't any cameras in here, are there?" he asked.
"No, they broke about a week ago, and the precinct is still waiting on the new ones to arrive, and be installed. Why do you ask?"
"So I knew whether or not I could do this," he responded, wrapping his arms around her, kissing her hard on the mouth. Eventually the elevator slowed, and they separated. "I love you," he whispered.
"I love you, too," she easily replied.
The doors opened, and they made their way back to her desk.