"Are you ready?" Castle asked, standing next to the door to the bathroom.
"Yes," Beckett said, pretending to sound impatient. She smiled at her husband as she stepped out and said, "Again, this is the same dress," as he immediately ogled her.
"Again, it doesn't matter," Castle told her. When she rolled her eyes, he laughed briefly and then followed her over to the couch that was back at the window. He knelt as soon as she was sitting and helped her right foot into the first heel. As he was tying the ribbons around her ankle he said, "We can't really do much can we?"
"That depends on you," Beckett told him. "Remember how you said you could try for nine-thirty?" She tried not to smirk as her husband seemed to freeze at the insinuation she was making and she said, "I'm serious Rick. It's our last night and though we missed one…"
"Okay, I'll do the best I can," Castle said, caressing her foot at the same time he was speaking.
"You need to," Beckett said, her voice slightly trembling in the pleasure she felt from his touch. When her shoes were set she stood up and waited for him to follow her, smiling at him before she wrapped her arms around him tightly. As his hands pressed against the small of her back she moaned deeply in her pleasure at the same time they proceeded to kiss. She wasn't sure how long that lasted but finally they were stopping and parting and once they had she said to him, "We have to go?"
"I was paying attention," Castle said with a nod as she had asked him to keep track of the time while they were getting ready. "And they're going to be waiting for us now."
Though for a moment she didn't want to Beckett nodded and let her husband pick up her shawl before they were walking together out of their room. She wasn't surprised when he kept quiet on the ride down though they'd ended up being alone and when they stepped out into the lobby she asked, "Are you alright?"
"Trying to calm down," Castle explained. When she smiled and squeezed his hand he knew that she was going through the same so they walked together to the McDouglases that were already there waiting for them.
"Have you been here long?" Beckett asked.
"Oh no," Mary said first. "We just came out here a few minutes ago."
"I didn't say this before but you all look very nice," Castle said to the three women.
"Don't tell me it makes you feel like a pimp," Mary said jokingly as her wife groaned.
"No," Castle said. "I wouldn't be that insulting to you three," he said quickly, glancing at his wife and relieved to see she wasn't angry. "More Bosley and the Angels."
"Of course," Beckett said, giving a mock suffering sigh. She then smiled and said, "Are we ready to go?"
"We are, Rick told us you didn't know where the party was going to be," Skye commented as they left to get the car.
"No, this one he kept from me," Beckett replied. "Well, besides the one in San Jose," she said with a smile looking at him. "But I think I know where we're going already."
"Oh?" Castle asked.
"Of course," Beckett said. "The only place I could think of that you would try to hide. The Del."
"I tried," Castle said to Skye and Mary, shrugging as they laughed at him before they got into the car. "It's in the Crown Room and I've been told it's beautiful."
"Oh, don't look at us," Skye said as she knew the two were doing that though her focus was on the road. "We've never been."
"But we tried to go," Mary said, looking back at them. "They have a Sunday brunch we wanted to try but never had the chance. But we heard the same as you Rick which was why we told that to you."
Castle smiled at his wife before they watched as they made their way over to the Coronado Bridge. "I love this bridge," he told her as he looked out the window.
"You're not alone," Skye said. "It's a beautiful one in blue."
"I think that's the reason why," Mary said.
"Grá," Skye said in a mock warning voice. "I'm not in love with you just because of your eyes."
"That seems to be something else you two have in common," Castle told her and his wife.
"I was waiting for you to say something about that," Beckett said wryly as Mary had blue eyes as well; the shade of the woman's eyes more towards a greenish blue though. "But it's not what made me fall in love with you Rick."
Castle wanted to comment on that but they were at the hotel and he looked out the window with his wife until they were stopping at the valet. When they were out of the car he held his wife's hand while they were waiting for the McDouglases to finish.
"Go ahead inside," Skye said to them. "It's your party."
"I wish I'd brought my camera," Beckett commented to her husband as they were walking up to the red roofed buildings of the hotel.
"My phone?" Castle asked her.
"It's alright, I did get a picture of it last year," Beckett commented. When they were inside the lobby she squeezed her husband's hand in reaction at the opulence of it.
Squeezing back Castle saw that someone had noticed them and as they were being led to the room where the party was he said, "Think we can go down to the beach?"
"I'm getting the feeling no," Beckett replied. "Though I wish we could," she said with a sigh.
"Mr. Castle, Ms. Beckett," a woman said as soon as they were inside a room. "Welcome to the Del and the Crown Room as well. If there's anything you need please let me know, I'm Alicia."
"Thank you," Castle said before they walked in further. His eyes were drawn first to the ceiling that was covered in beams and wood planks in between them. His gaze eventually went down to the rest of the room before he recalled something. "The Paradox Lodge is a little…"
"Outdoors-y in decoration?" Beckett asked, having looked around herself already. When he nodded she kissed his cheek and said, "I could care less and I'm assuming we won't be inside much."
"I hope not," Castle replied. "Now there's just the issue of Mother…"
Beckett laughed softly at his tone and she squeezed his arm before they made their way to the windows at the other end. "Why do I get the feeling they're trying to make us stay in here," she said wryly in Irish as the view was of a parking lot.
"Probably," Castle said in amusement. He turned around as he saw that the McDouglases were walking in and when he saw that the workers were nearly finished with their setting up they'd been doing since they walked in he said, "I should tell you Kate; they're-"
"Are we having their brunch menu for dinner?" Mary asked him in shock before he could finish.
"Surprise," Castle said.
"How did you do it?" Beckett asked after the two women had thanked her husband.
"I said we wouldn't come unless they had that," Castle replied. "And amazingly they agreed to it."
"I can't wait," Mary said eagerly before they looked as people were starting to walk in.
For some time, Castle and Beckett were greeting people that made their way over to them; many of them from the San Diego area. They were a little more interested in meeting those people that time as they hadn't met many fans in the city.
"We've been doing a lot of sightseeing," Beckett was telling a couple that had just arrived, having told them she loved their city when they'd asked if she and Castle had seen any of it.
"A lot; today in fact we were at-" Castle began.
"Balboa Park," the man of the couple said. When the two looked startled he explained, "Someone took a picture of you, posted it to Facebook."
"But it's great you've been enjoying the city," the woman said. "Would Ms. McDouglas mind if speak to her?"
"You mean Skye?" Beckett asked; not surprised at the request since they'd heard it several times already when people recognized the investigator from the articles about Flight 139 and the case back in LA. When both nodded she said with a smile, "She won't mind."
"I think she's getting used to it by now," Castle commented when they were alone for a moment watching the couple head over to Skye.
"I don't think she enjoys it," Beckett said with a smile. "At least she's gracious."
"You were too," Castle said.
"You always remember the first of your book parties I went to," Beckett told him. "By the way, the signing?"
"Right now," Castle said with a sigh as he saw Alicia walking over to them after a table had been set up in front of where the food would be placed during the end of the signing they would do for all the guests.
"Cheer up Rick," Beckett said. "There are only seventy people here so we'll finish soon enough."
"And eat," Castle said before he put a smile on his face for a woman walking up to them.
"It's official," Skye said with a smile. "I'm stuffed, completely stuffed."
"Dessert?" Castle commented as he sat down with them after getting a donut from the station there was.
Becket smiled as the woman groaned at the sight of the donut with marshmallows and pieces of fudge on it. "Any more love?" she asked.
"No, this is… more than enough," Castle replied. He paused and then said, "Split with me?"
"Why?" Beckett asked after taking a sip of her sparkling apple cider she'd been discreetly given with her food.
"I'm worried about my svelte figure," Castle said, straightening his back.
"Wow, you are so drunk," Mary said jokingly before they all began to laugh together.
"Cut it in half," Beckett said before he could continue.
"I was going to say," Castle said as he was doing so to with a knife. "I want to be able to seat my horses for the games."
"Your season's coming up," Skye commented.
"He's ecstatic for it," Beckett told them.
"I don't blame you," Mary said. "We've seen some video of your matches; you're a great scorer."
"I try," Castle said modestly. When his wife looked at him he glanced down deliberately to the piece of donut he'd cut off his half before looking back up at her. Looking at her again he was about to glance down when she picked up the piece and as he opened his mouth for her she popped it into her own. "I asked for that didn't I?" he said in amusement.
"You did," Beckett said, having been cutting off a piece of her half. She then fed it to him, keeping him from licking the chocolate that had been on the donut off her fingers, doing that herself as she held his gaze.
"Should we try and make up a reason to go?" Skye asked the two teasingly in Irish.
"No, we'll manage," Castle said, somehow tearing away his gaze from his wife.
"It looks like we're finished," Mary said once they all had their plates cleared on the table. "Now what? You've done the singings."
"Music," Beckett said as some began to play. "Come on love," she said to her husband, starting to stand up. As she'd done so she was startled when Skye whispered to her in Russian and she glanced over to her as she began.
"Yesli vash vzglyad mozhet szhech' osezhdu, kotoruyu vy by kak byt' golym pryamo seychas," the investigator said before she winked at her friend.
Castle was surprised to see his wife slightly frozen though he had no idea what it meant and he was about to ask her if she still wanted to dance when she turned to him and they walked out to the cleared space near the entrance of the room where the food stations had been. "Should I ask what she said?" he asked.
Unable to help her cheeks heating up a bit Beckett said, in Irish as there were others around them, "If your gaze could burn off clothes you'd both be naked right now."
"Ah," Castle said. He laughed shortly and then said, "Almost sounded Irish there. But I suppose she noticed that between us."
"She was at the table with us, short of her doing that with Mary at the same time she would notice," Beckett said, moving her arms to around his neck.
"If we get a faster song next," Castle said as they looked over to see the McDouglases were dancing near the edge of the guests doing so.
"I'll dance with Skye," Beckett finished with a smile as she looked at him. "I could tell," she said when he looked at her in surprise. She brushed her lips against his before they then pressed their foreheads together until the music was ending.
At the same time Castle and Beckett were parting Skye and Mary had already done so, beginning to talk to each other before they noticed the two approaching them.
"I think it's your turn grá," Skye said to her wife.
"And yours," Beckett said. When the investigator looked at her with wide eyes she said, "I'm asking you to dance."
"Okay," Skye said before the song started and she heard it was a faster, jazzy instrumental. "Okay," she said again, her voice a bit stronger. She watched Castle take her wife's hand and then they began to dance before she turned to Beckett. "Ever danced with a girl before?" she asked in Russian.
"With you at the reception in Ireland," Beckett replied.
"Then let me lead," Skye told her before she took her hand and they began to dance. She only held her by the hands; feeling a little awkward at doing anything else to be in hold with her; and they moved before she spun her friend around once near the end. They laughed together before she said, "Would you tell Julia about this?"
"Should I?" Beckett asked, not keeping her voice down since they were speaking in Russian again.
"I think so, she might like the idea of her mum breaking boundaries and not giving a damn about me being a girl too… again," Skye said. "And speaking of girls…" she said as she spotted her wife and Castle making their way around others to them. "We're about to step out but we'll be back."
"Where are they going?" Castle asked his wife as he led her over to the drinks once she'd asked him to take her over to them.
"Out," Beckett said simply. When he handed her another glass of sparkling cider she sipped at it thirstily before saying, "I want the same Rick."
"Okay," Castle said, looking at the couples ahead of them dancing to the next song. "Now," he said with a nod of his head, reaching for her hand.
Though for a moment Beckett was worried someone would try to stop them they were soon outside and she breathed in deeply as her husband made his way to a path that seemed to go around the hotel. When they reached the part looking out on the ocean she said, "I wanted to go down there but we should probably stay."
"We should," Castle replied. "Listen, do you sense anything right now?"
Slightly startled at the way he'd turned so serious Beckett said, "No, why?" A second later it came to her and she sighed saying, "Rick, I don't-"
"Did you guys follow us?" Skye said as she and Mary were walking down the path to them.
"No, you went this way?" Castle asked in surprise at the sight of the two.
"You didn't say where you were going," Beckett was quick to point out to them.
"You weren't even out here for that long," Castle said, studying the way Mary's bun was slightly mussed.
"Do you really need that much time?" the doctor said.
"Maybe not," Castle said since she was looking pointedly at her.
"We're going back in," Skye said. "Oh and as to what you said; the so-called Kate Morgan isn't out here; up in the hotel as that's where she died."
"I tried," Castle said with a sigh when his wife looked at him with a smile.
"Should we go?" Beckett asked.
"Yes, but one thing before we do," Castle said. He brought her closer against him and leaned down, kissing her deeply on the lips before she was responding a second later. He lingered for as long as he dared; since there were people down on the beach they could hear; and they parted slowly when he felt they'd gone for as long as they could. "I adore you Kate," he murmured.
"I adore you too Rick. But you need to hurry," Beckett replied.
With a nod Castle held her hand tightly and led her over to the room, keeping in mind their need to return to their room as he was even more determined to get them back to the hotel sooner than they'd been told.
"We'll see you down there at six," Skye said.
"Are you sure it's alright?" Beckett asked her as they were embracing each other.
"Only an eleven minute drive," Mary commented. "We're just going to drop you off if that's okay."
"We can navigate the airport," Castle said in reassurance. "As long as you get us to the right terminal."
"I will," Skye said, giving him a quick hug. "And we'll see you… soon I hope."
"Maybe if you go to Lake Placid," Castle said. "Thanks for being tour guides; in case I forget to say it to you two tomorrow."
"You're welcome," Skye said before she and Mary said a last goodnight to the two and disappeared into their room.
Beckett reached out to her husband's hand and took it before they started to walk together to the elevators. When they were going up to their floor she said to her husband, "We can't do much."
"We also need to pack," Castle said with a sigh.
"That's why I mentioned it," Beckett told him, smiling a little at his reaction. She then let him lead her off the elevator when it had stopped and they made their way together to their room. Inside once the door was secure for the night they turned their attention to their suitcases and after her husband had set hers on the bed first she said, "What is it?" as he'd stopped her from walking to the closet.
"You won't get changed, will you?" Castle asked.
Smiling at his concerned tone Beckett couldn't help herself and she leaned over, kissing him lovingly on the lips before she slowly pulled away. "I won't, hurry," she urged him before she began to pull her hair down from its bun.
Nodding Castle went after her to get his clothes and once they were packed he said, "Now…"
"Come here," Beckett said, pulling his hand to go over to the couch. She sat down looking out on the bay before she then watched him sit facing opposite. "Really?" she asked before he leaned down to kiss her shoulder through the cover of her dress. He went down a bit on her arm until he had reached her skin and she shivered heavily in pleasure before she said, "Help me."
Castle didn't need to ask with what as he reached for the zipper on the back, needing to turn to the side slightly to be able to do so. He pulled it slowly, waiting for her to tell him to stop and immensely pleased when she didn't and it was fully open. He couldn't stop himself and he proceeded to kiss over her back wildly, shuddering at the warmth and smoothness of her skin until finally he pushed himself up so he was standing looking down at her.
"Already?" Beckett asked in amusement as she stood up to follow him.
"You realize that I can't resist you right?" Castle asked her.
"I would hope so," Beckett said. "Help me," she said once more, not surprised when he rushed over to her to help her get the dress off her body. "Oh no," she said when he started to reach for her legs. "Those stay on."
Shuddering in joy at the way her voice became seductive Castle said, "What about that?"
Leaning over Beckett brushed her lips against his and then moved to get onto the bed, lying directly in the middle once she had a pillow under her head. "I think," she told him as she reached her leg for him to hold while he was standing next to the bed. "I want you to undress for me."
"Anything for you love," Castle said completely seriously, his voice husky with desire.
Beckett looked on, her heart beating rapidly in her chest as her husband started with his blazer. That was quick to be discarded and she propped herself up on her elbows to get a better look as he was working on his shirt after it was out of his trousers. She couldn't stop herself, getting up on her knees after discarding her heels as she could feel them in the way and going to him to cover his chest with both her hands, caressing it lovingly. "Let me…" she began to say before he could go to his trousers after the belt was off.
"By all means," Castle said seriously. He watched her opening the fly and managed to start to push the black fabric off his hips before she was greedily reaching for his boxers. "I swear I had no idea we'd match," he said when she looked at him as her panties were a dark blue as were his boxers.
"It doesn't matter," Beckett replied, opening them to allow his erection out. When he grunted she wasn't surprised as he was still straining against the fabric that constrained him. She tried to not to do so too hard, nearly tearing off the boxers before she moved away and watched him take off his clothes himself. Biting her lower lip as he came to her she crawled backward on her hands and feet before she was about to lie on the bed again. But he stopped her before she could do so and she asked, "How?"
"Lay down, but you're not going to for long," Castle said, his voice far deeper. When she had done so he tried not to tear her panties while getting them off; just able to do so; before he helped her up. "You trust me," he stated, looking deep into her eyes.
"Yes," Beckett breathed out. When he whispered then into her ear she almost immediately bit at her lower lip before he finished. Nodding wordlessly, she wrapped her arms around his neck as he held her tightly and they were soon kissing one another deeply. She was pleased when that went on forever it seemed like but they eventually parted and she said, "Should I display myself?"
"Maybe I shouldn't have suggested that," Castle said slowly. He was startled when his wife caressed his face and then turned away from him to lean flush against the headboard that he'd requested. He was going to tell her that he had changed his mind when he heard her moaning softly under her breath. "You…" he began.
"I need something," Beckett said breathily. She gasped in shock when he nearly shoved his entire body against hers but just managed to recover before she felt him thrusting against her ass. "Oh! Wait, you said you wanted to-" she started to say before a second later his hand was slapping her ass roughly. She cried out in a perverted sense of joy though it wasn't all that painful and she felt him hit her again. But that time he was far more hesitant and she groaned before she turned around and flattened him on the bed on his stomach.
"Kate?" Castle asked in shock. When he felt her hand on his ass a second later he let out a hissing groan of joy before he turned around and grabbed her. He had no idea why they started to wrestle against one another, only recalling that doing it naked was very nice and they needed to do it more often. When they stopped he was on top of her, holding her wrists down and saying, "I think I have you where I want you love."
"Me too," Beckett said. She'd been about to wrap her legs around him before he moved, leaning down to her neck to press some gentle kisses there. She realized what he was going to do and though she wanted to stop him she allowed him to get to her breasts where he spent some time suckling fervently at them to her delight. But when he was about to move further down she stopped him and was flipping him around once more.
"Oh god… don't make me wait," Castle told her as he thought she would pleasure him.
"Don't worry, I don't want to either," Beckett replied with a smile. She brushed her lips against his before she pulled back and kissed his neck as he'd started on with her. She went down soon after to his chest and kissed her way over it lovingly before she allowed herself to focus on his nipples.
Hissing outright when his wife used both her mouth and her tongue on the taut nubs Castle held onto her, trying not to be too rough with her before she moved again. He watched her as she moved down again to his abdomen, not surprised when she kissed around his erection only a few times before she picked up his member carefully in her hands. He was digging his nails down into the bed in reaction to her kissing around his length, unsure he'd be able to really resist the warmth of her touch and the way she made his body throb even harder. Finally, she stopped and he breathed out heavily before he grabbed her and made her straddle him as he sat on his knees. "We'll move," he said as he could tell she wanted to protest the position.
"Then we should start?" Beckett asked jokingly.
"Yes," Castle said breathily as they stared intensely at each other.
Without another word both Castle and Beckett began to thrust against one another at the same time roughly since they were both on their knees. They wrapped their arms tightly around each other and soon were kissing as the pleasure of the moment was hitting them incredibly hard. And as they were beginning to kiss they could feel their need to draw out their lovemaking as already it was making them feel like they could climax rapidly. But they concentrated on just feeling one another, touching each other, until they finally stopped in the middle of a kiss; waiting until it was over to speak to one another.
"This isn't going to help us," Beckett told him.
"I know but we can always move," Castle replied. He leaned over and kissed her gently before pulling away. He was going to speak when all of a sudden, his wife made him bow his head. Aware of what she wanted already he reached up and very gently cupped her breasts before he brushed his lips across them randomly. After doing that for a while; to Beckett crying out and clutching at the back of his head in response; he then took her nipples in turn suckling at them hungrily until she pulled him away. "You wanted-" he started to say in protest. He was cut off when she moved then, getting off him and laying on her back.
"Rick?" Beckett asked after she'd been laying there for a while with her husband just staring at her. She gasped when he lunged at her suddenly and that slid into a gasp of joy as he was kissing her. He was at her breasts and very quickly moving around them until she was left writhing against him. His touch was a reminder that she had stopped her pleasure by moving and she was getting a little frustrated though she'd been the one who'd ceased. "Please… Rick," she whispered in a mix of annoyance and arousal.
Moving away finally Castle said, "Give me your leg," touching her left. Once he had it in hand he moved it so her ankle was on his shoulder and looking down at her he wasn't surprised when her other leg wrapped around his waist firmly. As a last touch, he took her hand and made her help him getting him back inside of her. He had to grind his teeth together to try and withstand the shock of pleasure she provided him just by her holding him and sliding her fingers along him. Just as he was about to sink within her though he was frozen as it came to him that she wasn't stopping moving over him.
Hearing the way her husband was cursing in Irish and English near her ear Beckett was going to linger moving her fingers around him before she realized she would have to stop. After doing so there was no surprise when he thrust once, and hard, until they were coupled and he remained still. "We won't last," she suddenly breathed out, not surprised when her voice was slightly strangled.
"Yeah, it's… possible though," Castle told her, his voice distorted as well. "Should I-" he started to say.
"No," Beckett interrupted, wrapping her arms and legs around him a little tighter. "No just… wait."
"Good idea," Castle said, about to protest but finding he couldn't do it as he watched her biting at her lower lip, her head turned to the side. He found his mouth beginning to water and he bowed his head, pressing his lips along the line of her jaw until she turned her head to allow him to take her lips. He was careful, trying not to take out his desperation on her as he was having to fight the building need to move again. But soon she took over; making it heavily passionate and he had no choice but to follow as he couldn't resist her tongue snaking past his lips to his own.
Beckett wasn't sure either one of them felt the exact moment they started to thrust or else they'd just started and realized it well after the fact. In the end, she didn't think it mattered as she could feel the friction building up between them both since they were moving fast immediately. They were kissing hard before he moved away and as she felt his lips along her neck she squeezed her eyes shut tightly, overwhelmed by the way her husband was moving deeper in her when he suddenly angled his hips down on her a little more than they already were. She cried out, attempting to speak, but couldn't say a word until he was slowing down and stopping, taking away some of the contact with her clit he'd achieved. "Oh… god," she breathed out heavily in pleasure as she cupped the back of his head. "You're… don't do what you did the other night."
"I could make you pass out," Castle said, panting himself though he forced the words out.
"Not tonight," Beckett said.
Nodding, as he knew she was thinking of the next day, Castle then leaned down and drifted his lips a little lazily over her collarbone that he could reach before he was jolted by his wife's left leg suddenly hitting his lower back.
"Sorry," Beckett said, unable to help smiling at him at his stunned face. "I was getting uncomfortable."
"Either that or you're planning on taking over," Castle said wryly to her. He had expected a smile; or at the very least a roll of her eyes; and was startled when she instead became serious. "What?" he asked.
Pulling him a little down to her Beckett whispered into his ear and when he pulled away she shrugged and said, "We don't have to stop after this."
"No," Castle said as he realized that she was right but he knew their night wasn't going to last for too long. So, with her request in mind he leaned down and kissed her, making it passionate again, before he began to thrust again.
Her nails raking over her husband's back Beckett tried to move the best she could in time with him though it was difficult. But it never really bothered her and instead she just allowed her body to move on instinct, knowing it wanted to follow Castle. While she was busy with that she kissed his cheek as he'd pressed it to hers before then, at the same time moving her hands up to his head. She raked her nails again on him but that time on his scalp, feeling his reaction as his hips were suddenly smacking against hers. Her legs instinctively tightened around him until he slowed down. She was nearly holding her breath, waiting for him to stop, when he began to speed up again and she realized instantly what he was going to do.
For some time Castle was repeating that cycle, moving as hard and fast as he could before slowing down. When he knew they were nearly at the end of their endurance he stopped but just to be able to kiss her before he moved once more and then whispered into her ear, "Come for me my love, I can feel you're so close… you feel so fucking good. I'll keep worshiping you love… just come for me now."
Her husband's words weren't exactly the last push she had needed but they seemed to make her orgasm far stronger as she was very quickly doing so after he'd finished speaking. There was little surprise to her when he began to join her and her eyes nearly rolled back into her head at the sensation of the result of their pleasure. She cried out his name in desire repeatedly, trying not to be overtaken by it though at a few instances she thought she might pass out. She lost her rhythm that matched his eventually and as she began to slow down she tried not to immediately. But her body was adamant in eventually stopping and she could only hold onto her husband as he continued to thrust almost crazily within her a few more times.
Cursing in Irish under his breath once he'd stopped Castle said, "I… I hope that wasn't too fast."
Smiling at his concern for the duration of that bout Beckett tenderly kissed his temple and said, "Does it feel like it was?"
Castle was about to answer right away when he paused and then thought about it. He could feel his wife still throbbing around him and he was as well so he guessed that it hadn't been. Kissing her tenderly he was going to move when she stopped him and said, "You don't need me here."
"Not for that," Beckett said in mock exasperation. She raised her head slightly and brushed her lips against his before she lay back down. She then began to gently run her hands over her husband's back and said, "There's still a part of me that's going to miss this."
"I was thinking the same," Castle said with a smile. He brushed his lips against hers that time before he said, "But I'm sure we'll do this again soon." He couldn't help laughing when she gave him a look and he said, "It isn't that long until we go back to Tahiti."
"No and I was thinking that myself," Beckett said, reluctantly letting him go as he was getting off her. She immediately rolled over against his side and once he was holding her she sighed and said, "But luckily it's not for a while." Looking up at him from where she had her cheek pressed to his shoulder she murmured, "And at least we don't need to stop this." She was startled when he tensed up underneath her and she raised her head asking, "What is it?"
"I forgot to tell you," Castle said slowly. "The walls at the lodge aren't really that soundproof." He then spoke quickly as she looked at him in surprise, "It's a really nice place so I thought you'd want to stay there."
"We don't have to stop," Beckett said in amusement, knowing he was saying that as he thought they would have to curtail their lovemaking while they were on vacation. "We would just have to be quiet."
"Do you really think we could though?" Castle asked; he'd already thought about having to do that and was slightly resigned to that fate.
Beckett sat up in an effort to keep her husband from seeing the way her cheeks were flushed and she tugged the sheet off the bed before wrapping it around her. She went over to the couch and sat before he joined her and said, "We'd have to try."
With a smile Castle leaned over and kissed her deeply, tangling his tongue with hers for some time before they slowly parted. Looking at her he didn't say anything, merely began to caress her hair before he carefully opened the sheet she held closed over her. He was going to lean down to her neck to begin there when she stopped him and he looked at her questioningly.
"Yes, we can practice now," Beckett told him wryly. She smiled when he immediately looked eager and she drew him down to her so they could kiss before drawing his hands down to her body underneath the sheet.
Holding his wife to him tightly Castle pressed his lips to her forehead and murmured, "We did fairly well I think."
Laughing softly Beckett raised her head enough to look at him and said, "I think we did the first time; the last two?"
"I'll take responsibility," Castle said quickly. When she smiled down at him he leaned up so they could kiss and when they slowly parted he said, "We need to sleep don't we?" At her nod, he then rubbed her back tenderly and whispered as she pressed her forehead to his, "I love you Kate."
"I love you too Rick," Beckett replied quickly as she cupped his cheeks. They kissed again, very slowly and sensuously before she laid down and he wrapped his arms around her tightly. "Goodnight," she said.
"Night," Castle said, reading the unsaid in that single word. They were together in looking forward greatly to going back to New York and their daughters, the vacation to the Adirondacks only secondary. He fell asleep with her secure against his side after they'd spoken, exhaustion mixing with excitement and knowing she was thinking the exact same before they slipped into their dreams.