"How's your throat?" Beckett was asking Skye as they stood at their cars in the parking lot, the last ones to leave after the party was over.

"Considering how long I sang surprisingly well," the investigator replied with a smile. She glanced over at Castle and Mary who were walking over to them and said, "Miss the girls already."

"They do have school," Beckett replied.

"I know, but I'm glad they got to meet Paul and Ringo," Skye said.

"What?" Beckett asked when her friend suddenly stared at her. She gasped in her surprise when Skye suddenly embraced her and she then smiled before hugging her back.

"Thank you, I know it was you and Rick who managed this," Skye told her.

"You're welcome," Beckett replied, not surprised her friend had figured that out. When they parted she said, "I needed him to meet you since I knew how you could sing."

Skye could feel her cheeks flushing and she then said, "I wasn't expecting him to want to call on us in the future… possibly."

"I think he will," Castle said as he and Mary walked over to them. "He was impressed by you; he even said."

"Well he did say in the future so we'll just remember that," Mary said. "We'll meet you there," she said to two before she and her wife got into their car.

"Meet them where?" Beckett asked, turning to her husband.

"You'll see," Castle replied.

Beckett looked at him once they were in the car and she said, "We're not heading to San Diego now are we?"

"No," Castle replied, a smile on his face at her thinking that. He didn't say anything else, merely drove after Skye's car until they had reached the hotel that he and Beckett had stayed in before. "Surprise," he said after they were out of the car to let the valet park it.

"I should have known," Beckett replied, leaning over and kissing his cheek. "Thank you but what about our things and the car that was supposed to go back today?"

"They'll pick it up tomorrow and Skye and Mary will pick us up too," Castle answered. "They're here now for a nightcap before they head back to their house." He then realized that his wife was just staring at him and he asked, "What?"

"Let's go inside," Beckett said simply before they walked over to the hotel, going into the lobby. "Did he tell you about this?" she asked Skye and Mary as she stood with them while her husband checked in.

"He did but more to round off the night since he knew we were going to perform," Mary began.

"Actually, it sounds more like he knew we'd be meeting Paul," Skye began. "Ringo?" she then asked.

"No just Paul, we had no idea he'd bring Ringo," Castle said, coming back over to them. "The room's ready."

"Rick, you never answered about our things," Beckett told him as they went over to the elevator.

"They're here, Jackie came and picked up your luggage since it was already packed," Skye answered. "Hopefully it's alright."

"We trust her," Castle said quickly, looking at his wife to see her response.

"He's right, since you do," Beckett finished as she knew they were wondering about her reaction. They reached their floor and she said, "It won't be too hard to get to us and then to San Diego tomorrow, will it?"

"Oh no," Mary said. "We just hop onto the PCH right here and take it down to Dana Point. From there it's the 5 until we reach San Diego."

"I should have realized you would have said something," Beckett replied with a smile.

"They said the view will be great," Castle told her as he was unlocking their room. "See? Here are our things," he told her as he pointed out their suitcases. "We don't need to unpack at all," he said before he froze as they were walking to the couch and seats.

"We assumed," Skye said, smiling at Beckett whose cheeks were a bit flushed. "So you two should kick us out soon."

"After our drinks, what would you like?" Castle asked them as he went to the phone to dial room service.

"Cocoa for me," Beckett said.

"I'm driving us home," Skye said next. "So I'll have the same."

"Me too," Mary replied.

"Okay, cocoa all around," Castle replied before he dialed on the phone.

"Did Rick ask you to bring that?" Beckett asked as she nodded to the guitar case her friend had set down.

"He wants one more song… bit odd about his request for what that song should be but maybe you know why," Skye said, appearing a little confused as did her wife.

"I won't know until you sing it," Beckett replied, wondering what Castle had up his sleeve.

"Okay, so we're all ready," Castle said, clapping his hands as he walked over to them. He saw the three women were looking at him and he asked, "What?"

"Nothing," Beckett said, trying her best not to smile.

"Would you like me to sing now or once we get our drinks?" Skye asked him.

"After," Castle said quickly. "Better for you to have something to drink first right?"

"Most likely," Skye said with a smile as they moved to sit. She and her wife sat together on the love seat next to the couch and she said, "How were you able to get the room today?"

"When I got it the night before I asked about tonight and they said it was open," Castle replied. "It's why I was saying I should have gotten it the other night… and last night," he directed to his wife.

"Did someone else have it then?" Beckett asked.

"No, but I knew you wanted to stay at their place again," Castle replied, nodding to the two women.

"You're right," Beckett replied. "So tomorrow."

"It'll take a little over two hours to get there," Skye said with a smile; as she'd been expecting that to come up. "And I hope to leave at eight and don't have breakfast… coffee or tea if you must but nothing to eat."

"Okay," Beckett said slightly uneasily.

"We don't mind," Mary said, knowing why the two were sharing a look at that moment.

"She's right, we don't often get the chance to entertain," Skye added before there was a knock on the door. She watched with the other two as Castle got up and hurried over to answer it, getting their drinks and tipping the man who'd brought them. She took a few sips and said, "Before I get to the song, back to tomorrow. When we get to the city we can go straight to our hotel and after checking in take the trolley to Old Town if you'd like to go first."

"I'm good with that," Castle said. "Lunch sitting outside in autumn sounds awesome. Especially Mexican there."

"I agree," Beckett said, unable to keep the laughter out of her voice at her husband's enthusiasm. "And after we go around?"

"Back to Seaport Village or swim or rest," Mary said. "We're not doing anything on a fixed schedule; if you want to do anything different just say."

"I think Seaport Village," Beckett commented.

"Okay," Skye replied. "Your signing is at five at Horton Plaza?" When the two nodded she said, "We can eat in the Gaslamp Quarter which is right next to it. That's our first day."

"What about the next two days?" Castle asked.

"The one party you had was the last day, right?" Skye asked. When they nodded she said, "Then I suppose it makes obvious sense to just go to the zoo the second day."

"Oh, we did want to go to Point Loma," Castle said.

"We can go for lunch on the third day," Skye said. "Since you have a signing and party that day, I figured it'd be best to leave plans open then."

"I have an idea," Beckett said. "Biking through Mission Bay."

"Oh, you remember us telling you about that," Skye replied. "We can do that."

"Great except the party isn't dinner," Castle told them.

With a nod Skye thought for a moment before she glanced at her wife and said, "We might have to have a think on that," Mary nodding in agreement with her. "Okay, now I think I can go ahead and sing a bit."

"Just one song," Castle replied. "That's all I wanted."

"Okay," Beckett said in amusement. "Are you sure?"

"Very, she's sung a lot for us tonight," Castle said. He then turned his head quickly to Mary and said, "Unless you're joining in."

"No, just her," the woman said easily, smiling at them.

While they'd been talking Skye had gotten her acoustic guitar out, placing it on her shoulder. She played a few chords to check it was in tune as she hadn't used it that day and then began to play the slow intro while the other three were watching before she started to sing.

Speed along the highway, honey I want it my way
But listen to her daddy's song, don't stay out too long
We're just busy hidin', sitting in the backseat of my car

Looking for a ride and all about
Looking for a ride in and out of town
Strolling around and all about
Looking for a ride in and out of

The lazy lights are pretty
We may end up in Mexico City
But listen to her daddy's song
Making love is wrong
Oooh, we're just busy riding
Sitting in the backseat of my car

For we was only hiding
Sitting in the backseat of my car, yeah
And when we finished driving
We can say we were late in arriving
And listen to her daddy's song
We believe that we can't be wrong

When Skye had finished singing mostly the same line that was last in the verse she stopped and smiled as the three applauded for her. "So, what's the reason? Because if you did drive to Mexico City you'd be on the road for over thirty two hours from there." She laughed when Castle and Beckett looked at her; obviously startled at the number; and she nodded to Mary.

"Even though Paul says it's just fanciful we wondered so I looked it up," the woman said. "Not a drive I'd want to do all at once."

"Have you been there?" Castle asked.

"I have," Skye said slowly.

"An investigation?" Beckett guessed.

With a nod Skye said, "I was asked down there for the 2008 crash by the manufacturer, Learjet, as it wasn't the first time I've investigated an accident with their planes. But that was… a tough case."

"Where did it crash?" Castle asked.

"In the city," Skye said simply. When she saw the startled expressions on the couple's faces she said, "We went through… a number of theories including sabotage by drug cartels because two members of the Mexican government were on that plane and they were killed."

"Who?" Beckett asked, trying to recall the accident but she wasn't sure if she'd heard of it.

"One was the Secretary of the Interior, Juan Camilo Mouriño; also top aide to the president at the time as well as the man in charge of the fight against the drug trade in the country so it was high profile of course. And the other was the former assistant attorney general," Skye said. "José Luis Santiago Vasconcelos whose new title was federal technical secretariat."

"What was he going to do?" Beckett asked.

"There were some reforms made for criminal justice as well as public security and his position was to implement them," Skye explained. "So there was pressure of course but we found out the pilots didn't really have much experience with that Learjet make and their paperwork with their training was… questionable. What brought the plane down was they followed far too close to a 767 ahead of them and entered some wake turbulence and were never able to recover after that."

"That's horrible," Castle said when they were all silent for a moment.

"It was, but luckily we found what we needed," Skye said with a heavy sigh at the end.

Reaching for her wife's hand, Mary squeezed it tightly and then said, "We've also been to Ensenada since we're north of it," smiling a little at her.

"True," Skye said, shaking herself and then smiling at the memory of that trip. "We went to see La Bufadora with the girls."

"Is that it?" Beckett asked, pretending to be disappointed as her friend was getting up to put away her guitar. She wanted to ask if Skye had ever been back to the capital city but had a feeling she knew the answer already so she kept quiet about that.

"Quite tired if you don't mind," Skye said before shooting a smile over her shoulder at her.

"Liar," Beckett said in amusement, speaking in Russian.

"Well if you must know we're eager to get to bed," Skye replied. When her wife looked at her she said, "As you are, so we'll leave you to it."

"You know I'm still amazed how eager Paul was looking over your guitars," Castle commented as they watched her close the case.

"He's likely a connoisseur of them," Mary said.

"And he wanted to see what we had," Skye said while Castle and Beckett were standing up.

"He seemed pleased with your Hofner," Beckett pointed out.

"I think so but more because I knew how to play it too," Skye replied as the singer had had her play a few chords after he'd seen it among her other guitars.

"And it looked like he was impressed with your playing," Castle pointed out again as they walked to the door together.

Shaking her head though she was smiling Skye said, "I always practice."

"Oh, don't be so modest grá," Mary said to her wife though she was smiling at her.

"Don't be either; it wasn't just me he wants to play with him," Skye said.

"But you might be the only one doing background vocals with him," Castle then pointed out.

Thinking about that for a moment Skye finally nodded before she said, "Alright, I suppose that would happen but hopefully he'll want the whole band."

"Imagine our name in an album," Mary told her wife.

"You're not going to change it, are you?" Beckett asked.

"Oh no, we're not exactly a serious band, just there for fun," Skye replied.

"So, if a record company wanted to sign you on…?" Castle asked.

"We'd say no," Skye said, Mary nodding next to her. "We're all just doing this for fun as I said. And we talked about that as a what if scenario so we already decided that we're not going to become famous."

"Well…" Castle said slowly, exchanging a look with his wife. "You already are so I don't think you need to worry about that."

Skye rolled her eyes and then said, "How's your arm."

"Subtle," Mary commented. When her wife looked at her she said with a shrug, "Changing the subject I mean."

"It's fine," Castle said.

"What about you?" Beckett asked.

Looking down at her bandage that was slightly visible at her wrist under her blouse Skye said, "It's fine, I've been taking care of it."

"I've been making sure that he's doing the same too," Beckett said before her husband could speak, laughing with the others as he nodded.

The four then said goodnight to each other, Beckett hugging both women as they thanked her again for meeting Paul. They did the same to Castle and then walked with them to the door as the two watched the women leave after they promised to be ready for them the next morning. He shut the door after he was sure the do not disturb sign was there when his wife blocked him from moving. He then stared into her eyes until he knew he would have to speak but soon realized a way he could do that as she wondered if he was going to say anything to her unspoken question.

"You suggested we should try out pretending it was our first time," Castle said simply.

"I had a feeling," Beckett said, moving to go over to the couch. She wasn't surprised when he followed her and said, "But I don't really mind."

"Are you going to tell them at all?" Castle replied once he was sitting next to her.

"I don't think so," Beckett said. "So…" she said after they'd been quiet for a while.

"Yes," Castle said quickly. He took a deep breath and said, "Why don't I start?"

"Sure," Beckett replied, a little startled that he felt awkward as well. She looked on then while he set his hand on her knee and said, "Will this be the same-"

"No," Castle interrupted, knowing what she meant to ask. "If it's anything like yours tell me."

"Just make me come Rick," Beckett said. She wasn't surprised when he leaned over to her and kissed her deeply which made her start to throw her arms around his neck before he stopped her. "Old habits," she said with a smirk since he'd been the one to initiate that.

"Yes, but that's not what I would have done if we were virgins that first time," Castle replied. "Well, that first time and if we'd just gone to dinner."

"Okay," Beckett said, realizing she could use that to play with. "So, we've just gotten back and then what?"

Castle knew what she was doing with that question so he leaned down to her and very gently brushed his lips to hers. "Alright?" he said when he pulled away soon after.

"Yeah," Beckett said, not surprised at the shock his gentle touch had given her. When he leaned into her once more she was quick to respond to him and they were soon not parting for very long before they were meeting again. She couldn't stop herself from wrapping her arms around his neck and was relieved when he didn't stop her that time. When he pressed his forehead to hers she smiled and then said, "Never felt that way before," relieved that she could be honest telling her husband that. Since it was true that his kissing her was very different from past boyfriends she wanted to repeat it when her husband was taking her lips again. She decided they didn't need to talk for a while; as he was becoming a little more passionate; and she held onto him tighter to respond to him as they went into numerous kisses after that first one yet again.

Letting go of her Castle said, "Can I?" motioning to her hair. When she nodded he tried not to be too eager with her hair, undoing the bun she had it up in after he'd handed her her mother's comb. Once it was loose he watched her locks tumble past her shoulders, a little breathless at the same time before she turned around to him.

"Okay?" Beckett asked when she saw it looked like her husband had frozen.

"I… yes, sorry," Castle replied. They looked at each other for a while before he said, "Could I touch you?"

"Sure," Beckett said. She cried out a little in her surprise when her husband suddenly grabbed her, pulling her onto his lap before his lips crushed hers. As she hurried to respond to him she wondered if they'd finished with trying to play with it being their first time. But when he gripped her almost tightly she decided it didn't really matter.

Swearing once they'd pulled away Castle apologized saying, "I shouldn't have-"

"It doesn't matter," Beckett interrupted him. "I think we abandoned things when you took down my hair."

"What, I should have ripped it off?" Castle asked as he watched her slide off his lap. When she just looked back at him he said, "So if we'd been together; our first times; what would have happened to that bun?"

"Loosened but likely forgotten," Beckett replied. "Which means the pins would have been digging into my head."

"Ouch," Castle said. He watched her consider the mug on the coffee table and asked, "Do you want another drink?"

"No, just checking that we don't have any left," Beckett replied easily before she stood up and walked over to the bedroom where he'd stayed in previously.

Castle walked after her calmly and when she turned to him after he'd closed the door he said, "You thought that would work didn't you?"

"I'd been hoping," Beckett said, fighting a smile at his tone. "I'm getting predictable."

"You're not," Castle replied. "Trust me; do something to me in San Diego and I'll show you that you're not." He looked thoughtful for a moment before he then said, "Maybe take off your bikini at the pool."

"Not going to happen," Beckett said wryly before she reached around him for the doorknob to open it. "I'm not across the room," she told him when she saw he looked startled.

"Did you want to switch again?" Castle replied.

"No, it took too much effort the other night," Beckett said simply. She sat on the edge of the bed then and with a smile said, "I've thought about it and I'd like to stay here."

"But?" Castle asked as he knelt in front of her. "It's fine," he said when he saw the slightly concerned expression on her face.

"Not a but, a reason why," Beckett corrected him, her voice catching a bit when her husband slipped off her heel and ran his hand under her foot gently as he knew she liked it. She leaned down and whispered into his ear as he was beginning on her other heel, "Sampla."

Shuddering roughly Castle said, "Any reason for the Irish?" as he looked at her.

"No, it's not really that far from the word sampler," Beckett said as he moved to sit with her once her shoes were on the floor. "I-"

"I thought you hated that word?" Castle asked. When his wife simply smirked at him and got up he groaned, falling back on the bed. "Told you you're not predictable."

"I don't think that's me being predictable, that's more me teasing you," Beckett pointed out, turning to look at him.

"Whatever it is, it's still enjoyable," Castle replied. He had been looking up at the ceiling but when he felt the bed move next to him he turned his head to find his wife getting up on the mattress next to him, sitting on her knees, which spurred him to quickly move himself.

Beckett was ready for her husband as he grabbed her and pulled her to him, able to wrap her arms around his neck as his lips crushed her own. She could feel from his grasp of her that he was struggling with himself; as he'd done earlier on the couch; and when they stopped she said to him, slightly panting, "Do you just want to start?"

"I'm debating between that and taking it just a little bit slower," Castle said honestly. Looking at her he breathed out and said, "I really thought I'd be okay after last night." He ran his hands down her arms as a distraction and then said, "The word addiction comes to mind…"

Leaning over Beckett kissed him on the lips, brushing against them, before she pulled away and said, "It does but I think that decided it for the two of us."

"Oh?" Castle asked before she was suddenly moving to embrace him again. When he found himself on his back he smiled and said, "Or you decided."

"Or I did," Beckett echoed before they were kissing again. She was startled; but a little proud; of the fact that her husband was able to follow her in a slightly less strenuous kiss that time. Eventually pulling away she said to him, "Help me."

"With what?" Castle asked before she was tugging on the sides of his jacket. He took over for her and said, "I thought you were going to take things a little more slowly," as she moved to his tie.

"This is slowly," Beckett told him firmly. She kissed him then to stop him from saying anything and once his jacket was out of the way she turned around. "Just don't-" she started to say.

"I know, you should trust me," Castle told her after he'd unzipped her dress.

Feeling that her husband had stopped at the halfway point Beckett looked over her shoulder at him and said, "I do, you're not finished."

Startled Castle was quick to reach up to finish unzipping her and his mouth dropped open for a moment as she pulled down her dress to her waist. He tried to keep his eyes on her face as she turned around to look at him and said, "Thank you."

"Do you need some water?" Beckett asked, unable to keep the amusement out of her voice as his had sounded hoarse.

"No," Castle said, trying to tear his gaze away from her breasts. He seemed to shake himself then and said more firmly, "No."

Beckett was shocked when her husband suddenly threw himself at her and she fell on her back a second before he was kissing at her neck. Though he hadn't said a word she knew immediately what he was going to do with that and she tried to speak but when she opened her mouth her moans were leaving it instead. She held onto him tightly as he began to descend and she could have sworn her body was burning up when he reached her breasts. "You-" she started to say when he'd suddenly pulled away.

"We're not ready yet," Castle replied, not surprised at her protest. When she'd sat up at his direction he helped her off the bed and assisted her with her dress. "You're wearing this in San Diego?" he asked as he held it.

"Yes," Beckett said, smiling slightly when he moved to put the dress carefully on top of a dresser. When he walked back to her she stopped him from reaching for her panties before she then began to unbutton his shirt as he looked on.

When they had fully undressed each other, Castle helped her back onto the bed and kissed her deeply until he slowly pulled back. He'd been about to ask her if she wanted to change the position but he knew if she had any protest she would have said. So, with her unspoken approval he started over again, kissing at her neck as she arched her head back. He tried not to go a little crazy at the motion she made doing that and he finally moved back until he was looking down at her. He wasn't surprised when she pulled him down to her immediately and he leaned down again, that time to kiss her. He grunted slightly when he could feel her leg wrapping around him which brought them closer together. When he pulled away he was struggling with some indecision, not sure what exactly he should do next.

Beckett, seeming to read her husband's mind, quickly moved her other leg so she could press her foot flat against the side of his leg. "Help me…" she told him then to get him to move. Luckily, he understood her quickly and she did her best to help him enter her though there wasn't much she could do. When he proceeded to slide within her she closed her eyes tightly and gave a little cry once they were coupled tightly. "You…" she tried to say but she couldn't stop herself from trailing off that time.

"I know," Castle said. "It… if you're asking when it didn't start until we were alone."

Though she wanted to speak to that Beckett could only nod and she did so before her husband was making the first thrust. She was startled when he seemed to be hesitant with it and was going to ask what was wrong when he began to thrust in earnest. She was relieved he knew what she wanted and she held onto the back of his head as he descended against to her neck as he started to fuck her. The rough sensation of him sucking against the skin of her pulse made her shudder and added to what she was feeling already where he was moving within her. She pushed on his shoulders until he was looking down at her and told him, "It was t-too much."

Castle took her lips and kissed her as hard as he could, feeling his wife crying out heavily in pleasure before she was responding to him and holding onto the back of his neck and head tightly. He plunged his tongue into her mouth as soon as he could do so and he felt a thrill when she started to fight playfully against him. He had no idea when exactly they started to just roll and rub against each other, only feeling the throb of both his body and his tongue from the taste of her. He wanted to spend far longer than he did there but finally had to admit that he needed to breathe so he moved back. "I adore you Kate," he said to her breathlessly.

"I… I feel the same about you," Beckett said, as breathless as he was. She caressed his hair before she started to scrape his scalp with her nails, feeling in the way her husband's rhythm kept getting interrupted that he was fighting the pleasure that provided him. She wanted to remind him she had wanted them to try and put as many positions into that bout as they could when her husband suddenly moved away from her. There was a literal ache deep within her as she felt empty and she let him help her sit up. For a moment, she was startled when he bent his head but that was soon lost as he was going to her breasts. "I think you need me like this," she told him, lying back on her pillow.

"Hold on," Castle replied as he then reached for more pillows. He tucked them behind her before he kissed her so he wouldn't be just racing down to her chest. He was slightly startled when she pushed him away and looking at her he saw that she was biting her lower lip. He couldn't help himself, leaning down and taking her lip with his own teeth, before he nibbled at it as gently as he could. "What do you want me to do?" he asked her when he forced himself to stop them.

"What you were going to do," Beckett told him simply.

Castle smiled and then bowed his head, brushing his lips over her breasts tenderly. When she cupped the back of his head as her back arched he couldn't wait anymore, and took her right nipple into his mouth. Laving it first with his tongue he groaned heavily as she cried out above him and then proceeded to suckle at it. The way her body seemed to contort under his own he was tempted to begin to make love to her once more. But he wanted to stick to his plan that time and instead moved over both her breasts, stimulating them at the same time using his hand as well. Finally, he moved down lower, brushing his lips over her abdomen until he reached her mound and paused for a moment before moving again.

Her back arching once more when she felt her husband's lips peppering her skin Beckett reached down to him to touch him. But before she could do that he was moving further and she let out what nearly became a scream as her husband was rolling his tongue along her clit. With the instant shock at the touch she was surprised she wasn't climaxing right that second. Castle seemed to think the same as she realized he had moved away and she felt herself trembling as he kissed the point where her legs met her torso. That area had always been sensitive for her and he had been the one to discover it, though he didn't always go to it which had been to her disappointment. She hoped he wouldn't stop as he went over to her right side and she was raking her nails over his scalp again. She then realized he was likely struggling with his desire and made herself remember to pay him back as he went back to in between her legs.

Gently Castle proceeded to kiss at her folds, feeling how wet she was there before he carefully slipped his tongue within her. He groaned as she cried out and he made sure to bring his hand up to start rubbing at her clit. He had every intention to bring her fully to completion but as he could feel her beginning to move around more erratically he was going to pause for a moment to draw it out when she was grabbing him and hauling him up so they were face to face. "Kate-" was all he had time to say before she was kissing him hard. He was surprised it wasn't painful as their lips were crushed together but forgot that when she soon pulled away.

Beckett kept her eyes on her husband for as long as she could until she was at his erection, lying against his stomach again as it had been when she'd undressed him. Before he could have a chance to realize what she was going to do, she hoped, she moved her chest up enough to press his length between her breasts when he seemed to erupt into motion.

"Don't," Castle said, holding her hard by her shoulders as soon as he'd grabbed her. "I told you Kate you don't need to do that. I don't want you to."

Though she wanted to ask if he was really sure, Beckett couldn't deny she was relieved he still thought that way. She instead she made him lay down and leaned down to start kissing his member very gently. She went down him fully and once she had raised her head she was lowering it, that time around him. The thought of how much she would be able to work on him passed through her mind but she soon pushed it aside to concentrate on what she was doing. Why the idea that came to her chose that moment to do so she had no clue but didn't try to fight it or let herself forget it. She moved so she was sitting up and he scrambled to follow to her amusement. "Ready?" she asked.

"Yeah," Castle said, nodding his head rapidly as he realized what they'd forgotten. He held his wife by gripping her hips and then guiding her until they were coupled once more. Groaning at the sensation of how tight and damp with her arousal she was he held onto her tightly before she started to move. He was relieved when she was moving rapidly and as soon as he could he moved with her a little frantically. When she kissed him, he was ready for her though he couldn't stop groaning in pleasure at the sensation of her surrounding him again. The friction they were making together was as strong as it had been before they'd moved and the sudden realization of that word made him do so.

Though it took her by surprise Beckett didn't react vocally as her husband pulled away from her again. When he laid her on her side she was automatically raising her leg for him before he held it up and then slid in her once more from behind. A breath of relief escaped her lips as he was moving again and she reached back to him with her left hand to press on the back of his head. When he began to kiss and then suck at her neck she was crying out his name, the pleasure laden tone of her voice just reaching her. Before she could get too used to the position though he was suddenly moving them around again and she went with his touch until she was on her back. "Oh god… you're going to push… me too hard," she somehow managed to get out when he placed both her legs over his shoulders. She draped them so he could get a little closer to her and as he began to thrust with his legs lunging against her she was crying out, unable to stop herself as the sensation was too much.

With his wife's reaction Castle knew he didn't really have much time to linger in the position; one of the reasons why they didn't use it or used the one where her legs were pressed against her chest; and lost his rhythm as he was trying to go as fast as he could. He was panting for air as he moved to the side of the bed and let her decide what she wanted to do there but he focused his attention on her again.

"We've been doing this for a while," Beckett said as she straddled him on her knees. She wasn't moving, just resting for a moment as he caressed her back and she did the same to the back of his head and neck. "So if you're worried we just fucked and that's it you're a little wrong."

"Okay," Castle said quickly. "You can move," he then told her.

Beckett couldn't help smiling before she leaned down and they were quickly kissing once more. It was very deep and she let it linger for as much as she dared before slowly pulling away. And she began to move at the same pace, slowly, before she proceeded to work up to the rapid one they were at before. She soon found herself losing her ability to keep herself steady in that and finally her husband took over, moving her by her hips hard before they kissed again.

When Castle could feel from the way her sex was literally shaking around him she was close he then moved them back fully on the bed. She was on her back and as she wrapped her legs around him he was thrusting a little crazily telling her, "I love you Kate, I can feel you so close… Come for me now and I'll fuck you just like this until you scream. Come now love, now!"

As the last of his words were said through nearly clenched teeth Beckett couldn't take it anymore and her back was arching roughly. She was crying out her husband's name as loudly as she could while he was trying to get even deeper in her than he already was. Her nails were literally digging into his shoulders as she was trying to withstand the ecstasy that was seeking out every last inch of her body. A short time later Castle was joining her and the sound of his pleasure was nearly enough to push her over the edge again. She could hear the way their hips were slapping together, dissonant as they had lost the rhythm they'd had, but she didn't mind as she was just enjoying the way he felt still moving in her as she stopped. His last few thrusts were hard and she sighed when he stopped his movement and she murmured, "Thank you."

"Thank me? I should be thanking you," Castle replied when he felt he could speak again. He moved away from her and slid his arm under her body to hold her against him, reaching for her clit suddenly.

"Rick…" Beckett breathed out as the first jolt of pleasure hit her at his touch. She reached down and grabbed his hand but didn't try to stop him, just feeling him while he rubbed around her until she moved his hand away.

Castle was pleased when his wife was soon mounting him and he sat up so he could wrap his arms around her and hold her close. At the same time they were kissing each other they were coupling again and he let her begin to move, both groaning into each other's mouths as they lost themselves in each other once more.


Feeling her husband's hand cup over her right breast Beckett smiled and shook her head before she said, "Rick?" When he grumbled what sounded like a question she turned to him and said, "We should get some sleep."

"Wait," Castle said, raising his head. "I wanted to do something before we leave tomorrow."

"Today," Beckett said with a smile as her husband let her go and pulled her by the hand.

"Just for a little," Castle replied before he tugged the sheet off the bed to go with them. When they were outside of the room at the couch he set the sheet on it and then sat before she could.

"So you want me to just stand here?" Beckett asked him in amusement as he'd cupped her breasts before she could sit.

"Eventually you can sit," Castle told her, caressing at her. He watched her groan in pleasure before she suddenly shook herself and slapped at his hands. "You're no fun," he said teasingly.

"After you were doing that for most of the night?" Beckett replied as she sat with him.

"I didn't hear you complain," Castle said as he pulled her into his arms quickly. He leaned down and began to kiss her, feeling her hand come up to cup his cheek before they parted. "Hmm, I'm going to miss this."

"We have tomorrow night which is what I'm sure you want me to say," Beckett told him wryly. She then brushed her lips to his and cupping his face with both her hands she said, "I love you Rick."

"I love you too Kate," Castle replied with a smile. He pressed his forehead to hers and told her, "Do you know how many years I wanted you like this?"

"I'm aware," Beckett replied, kissing him gently. She then moved so she was on his lap and kissed him a little harder before they were lost in the next kiss. Two became four and after a few quick pants of air they delved into six until finally they stopped completely. "I did too," she said with a slight smile. "Though I wasn't sure what I'd find underneath your clothes."

When she got up he knew that they needed to get to bed and Castle told her, "I'm sure you're not disappointed."

"I don't think I would have been so vigorous if I was," Beckett replied, glancing down at his length.

Sighing in mock disappointment Castle said, "I guess you wore me out. Which is perfect."

Beckett laughed softly and said, "You did the same to me; also perfect. Come on."

"Are you eager for San Diego?" Castle asked as he let her lead the way back to the bed, bringing the sheet with him.

"Of course, I just wish we didn't have the signings and party," Beckett said as she lay down first, looking up at him. "Especially the party." She then reached up to him and laid her hand on his chest telling him, "And no, I don't regret this; I knew already before I joined you what the parties were like. I won't like them but they're needed. After they're done…"

"Yeah you get to reassert you own me," Castle replied as he laid down and then took her into his arms.

"I don't own you," Beckett said though she knew he was kidding. "Think of it as just… asserting my hold over you."

"Good way to say it," Castle replied. He then pretended to look thoughtful and said, "Showing how you enthrall me? Well, part of what does that for me." When she just laughed he squeezed her a little closer and kissed her cheek before he gently pressed his hand onto her stomach.

"Don't," Beckett said softly, taking his hand and kissing the palm. "Let's just focus on the rest of the trip."

"I want to get home too," Castle said, knowing what she meant by that. He leaned over and kissed her and after they shared it he whispered, "Love you."

"I love you too, night," Beckett said with a smile.

Castle watched her close her eyes and very quickly after felt her relax in his arms which let him know she'd fallen asleep. Once he was sure she was he did the same, stroking her arm until his hand stopped. Sleeping he began to dream of their night together again, as if his subconscious wanted him to remember what they'd had in anticipation of trying to do far better the next night. But he knew; when he would think of that the next day; there was no far better, just the need and the urge to be with his wife and feel their love physically as he already comprehended she would be feeling too.