"Wait," Beckett said when her husband tried to kiss her a second time. "We should go, it's going to be a little too suspicious if we stay in here for a long time."
Though he didn't want to, Castle nodded and then let her go reluctantly before he was leaving the booth first, grabbing the pictures. He smiled at her once he had her hand again and he told her, "What would you like to do next?"
"Keep going around," Beckett said. "Though let's skip the adult movies."
"It's not that bad," Castle commented. He laughed when his wife playfully pushed him aside before he said, "I'm kidding. What about the modern games?"
"We can skip those," Beckett said. She smiled slyly at her husband and told him, "I wouldn't want you to get stuck."
"I wouldn't," Castle protested before he smiled at her. He kissed her cheek and when they reached two skeeball games he asked, "What do you think?"
"It's not a video game," Beckett said.
"I don't really play anymore," Castle told her as he handed her a quarter. He was startled when she had turned to him and said, "What's wrong?"
"No, do you want to play them?" Beckett asked.
Shrugging Castle told her, "Don't worry if I ever get the urge I know I can. But three kids make you very busy. That and I know you don't want them to keep playing video games instead of reading or playing outside."
"Thank you," Beckett said, squeezing his hand. She then turned to the game and she started as her husband was doing the same next to her. She smiled when he was exclaiming slightly when he was getting a ball up to a higher score and told him when they finished, "You're not that bad a thrower."
"No, but you realize you got a higher score than I did," Castle said, smiling at her when she was shrugging. He laughed and then wrapped his arm around her shoulders before saying, "Let's find another."
Beckett, as they were walking through the rest of the building, wasn't surprised when they were stopping at the baseball game last. "For you or me?" she asked him.
"You, I can't really get this one," Castle replied.
"You do know that the one at the pizza place back home is the same," Beckett pointed out to him.
"I do," Castle replied as he was watching her hitting the first silver ball that was rolling down the track. "But still, something about the setup of this… one."
Smiling, as her husband had paused to let her hit again, Beckett then finished the game before she said, "At least you get tickets at the parlor."
"Thinking of the girls?" Castle asked her.
"Yeah," Beckett replied. "But we'll be back here."
"Definitely," Castle said in agreement. They left the arcade out a side door and were looking at Alcatraz before he felt his wife tugging on his hand. "Are you okay?" he asked her while they were walking in the direction of Pier 39.
"I am, it feels shocking to see it," Beckett replied. "For some reason; I know it's there."
"I know what you mean," Castle said, glancing at the island before he faced forward again. His wife was stopping him then and he looked at her in confusion before she was speaking one single name.
"Eliza?" Beckett told him as she was going into her bag.
"I forgot about that," Castle said honestly. "And Josie too you know; once she's older." Something came to him and he said, "What about Julia? Would she want to go back after what happened the last time we were there?"
"We'd need to ask her," Beckett said, checking the settings on her camera she was holding by then.
"I'm guessing you don't want to go when we come back next week?" Castle asked her.
"No, too soon and I'd like Eliza and Josie to be older," Beckett said easily. "Let's keep going."
"Sure," Castle said though his wife was already starting to walk and he was going after her quickly. He watched her pausing here and there on the way to the pier and when they were close he said, "Did you want to go around the stores?"
"Walk by," Beckett replied. "If I feel like going into any of them we can stop."
"Does that apply to me?" Castle asked.
"It does, but I already know where you want to go," Beckett replied easily before they were going down the pier. She could hear the sea lions in the distance and when her husband touched her arm, she told him, "Yes we're bringing them here."
"I just wanted to make sure," Castle replied, smiling at her. He continued to do so when she rolled her eyes and he then said, "Carousel?"
"Wait until we're here with them to make the decisions," Beckett told him gently. "It's a little soon for that. Plus we'll be back in a very short amount of time."
Castle nodded, as they were reaching the sea lions and he was surprised there weren't too many people there. Though he knew it helped his wife as she was able to take pictures without worrying about anyone in her shots. He leaned against the railing, glancing from her to the animals until she was stopping and he stood up straight again. "Whenever you're ready," he told her. As she turned to him he said quickly, "I'm not in a hurry to go anywhere, just saying."
Nodding briefly, Beckett looked back at the sea lions again but found that it made her miss her daughters too much. "Let's go," she told him, not surprised when he nodded and she took his hand with her left one. She was still holding her camera with her other and she took a few shots of the bay.
Watching her, Castle knew she wasn't avoiding the island in front of them and he was about to comment about it when he decided he didn't need to. They stood at the end of the pier for a while, looking at the Golden Gate Bridge and he said, "Would you want to walk all the way across?"
"I would," Beckett replied. She glanced at him from the screen of her camera and asked, "Think we could make it?"
"As long as we're not on the ocean side of it I think we'll be fine," Castle said. He saw the way his wife was looking at him and said, "Now what?"
Though she'd been intending to stay as serious as she could, Beckett couldn't help the smile that appeared on her face and then told him, "It'll be cold."
"Yes, but we did walk along the bridge before," Castle said, suddenly realizing what she was getting at.
"Ligean isteach é," Beckett told him, which meant the words admit it.
"Tá mé ag iarraidh tú a choinneáil," Castle replied, telling her the phrase 'yes I do want to hold you.' He glanced at her up and down before telling her, "Ní féidir leat an milleán a chur orm," which meant you can't blame me.
Biting her lower lip for a moment, Beckett smiled at her husband before she left him and went to the path down the middle of the pier, smiling when she could hear him rushing after her. When he stopped her she looked up at him and she murmured; though she was still speaking Irish, "Ba mhaith liom go fóill."
Breathing out, as she had told him she still wanted him, Castle cupped her cheeks and leaned down, brushing his lips against hers. That was all he allowed himself to do as people were walking near them and he then murmured to her, "Nílimid ag stopadh anocht."
Feeling a shiver of pleasure going through her at her husband telling her they wouldn't be stopping that night; Beckett took his kiss that he gave her shortly after. She could feel her knees were slightly weak at how her husband was kissing her hard and holding her, but they were slowly parting and it wasn't lasting for that long. She sighed and said, "Let's keep walking."
"Yeah," Castle replied, knowing how she was feeling since he was as well. He let himself brush his lips against hers one last time before he said, "I love you Kate," into her ear.
"I love you too," Beckett whispered with a smile before he was kissing her again. She was disappointed it was brief but pushed that aside as they were holding each other's hands again and walking past the different stores. She didn't really register them, only glanced at them in passing before they reached the store with Irish themed items and her husband had her stop.
"Do you mind going in here?" Castle asked her.
"No," Beckett replied with a smile before they were walking inside. They separated as they were looking around at everything but when she reached him she said, "Anything."
"Not really," Castle said. "But I wasn't expecting us to come here and get souvenirs."
"Here in particular or the trip in general?" Beckett asked him while they were leaving the store.
"The trip in general, especially since we're coming back," Castle said, not surprised when she nodded. They were walking down the rest of the way to Jefferson and once they'd reached it he said, "Since we said we weren't really going to get souvenirs, do you still want to walk along those shops?"
Looking at them across the street, Beckett said, "We can always walk." She smiled when he nodded his agreement to her and then said, "Dinner?"
"I'd like to," Castle said. He took his wife's hand then and they walked together to Boudin Bakery, going to the line for the café in the shop. While they were waiting, he looked across the room to where people were buying loaves of sourdough and told her, "I'd like to take one home."
"They did have a place at the airport," Beckett told her husband. "It would be fresher."
Nodding Castle said, "Hopefully I can remember."
"You will," Beckett said with a smile before they were getting to the register. She ordered with him and when they had moved down the counter she said, "I can wait for the food."
"Do you want me to get that table by the fireplace?" Castle asked.
"If you can," Beckett said, smiling at him briefly as he was squeezing her arm before he left her. She didn't have to wait long before she had a tray with their bread bowls and walked out to find her husband had managed to get a table next to the one they had sat at with their family the last time they'd been there.
"I was lucky, two people were just leaving," Castle said when he stood up to help his wife if she needed it.
"Good, we'll need the fire," Beckett said as there was one going in the old-fashioned oven they sat next to.
"I know, I wasn't expecting it to get so cold so fast," Castle told his wife, smiling as she was at that moment.
"That's San Francisco," Beckett said once they were both sitting. "Remember?"
"I do," Castle said, leaning over and pressing a kiss to her temple. When she turned to look at him, he kissed her gently on the lips before they turned their attention to their soup and started to eat, dipping their bread into it. They were quiet for a while before he realized something and asked her, "What if it's raining tomorrow?"
"We are going to the Academy," Beckett reminded him.
"Yes," Castle said. "But before that?"
"We have more reason to buy what we need for the house," Beckett replied.
"True," Castle said as he'd thought that over. "I just hope it doesn't rain now."
At that Beckett said, "Your knee?"
"No, it's fine, but the way it got so cold…" Castle said as he was looking up at the sky.
Following his gaze, Beckett could see what he had and she told him, "We should probably hurry."
"Probably," Castle replied before they were finishing their dinner. He took the trash to throw away while she was leaving the outdoor eating area and he hurried to her before he grabbed her hand. "How far down should we go?" he asked.
Smiling at him, Beckett said, "Where do you want to go?"
"That candy store across the street," Castle said. He wasn't surprised when she looked startled and he said, "I have my reasons."
"Okay," Beckett said simply, letting her husband lead her over to the sidewalk on Jefferson. They crossed at Taylor though that had them going east to reach the shop and going inside she wasn't surprised when her husband had them slit up in a hurry before she was looking at the different taffy there were available. She walked around the store until her husband was walking up to her and she frowned slightly, about to speak when he was first.
"Again, I have my reasons," Castle told her swiftly. "Did you find anything?"
"We should save those Jelly Babies and take them home to share with everyone there," Beckett told her. "I'd like to get these," she told him, showing him the bag with squares of Ghirardelli chocolates that were available.
"They look good," Castle told her.
"Anything you want before I go pay?" Beckett asked. She watched him looking at the selection before he took the bag she was holding and wasn't surprised when he grabbed another dark chocolate and raspberry square. "I'll be right back," she told him, getting the bag back before she was heading over to the register.
Making a face for a moment, since he'd been about to buy the bag for her, Castle followed her and waited for her to pay before she had her own bag. "Let's go," he told her before they were stepping back out onto Jefferson.
"You don't want to share a bag?" Beckett asked him. When he shook his head, she laughed softly before she was freezing.
"Oh, there it is," Castle said, getting the umbrella they'd brought with them and opening it. Once she was next to him, they were walking together in a rush to make it back to the car before it started raining too hard. "Good thing you remembered the umbrella," he said as he was driving out of the parking lot they were in.
"Thank May, she did tell me how the weather could turn," Beckett said. She then said, "It's kind of early you know."
"I know, but we have your diaries and everything," Castle replied. "And some coffee sounds really good right now."
"Coffee or Irish coffee?" Beckett asked him.
"Café au lait?" Castle suggested.
Laughing briefly; since she'd seen it on the room service menu; Beckett said, "That sounds great, I have something too to read."
"Your first diary?" Castle asked, glancing at her since they were stopped at a red light.
"You'll see," Beckett said simply before she was looking out the windshield. When they reached the hotel, she rushed into the lobby at her husband's urging and waited for him once he got the car set. As he was walking up to her, she was momentarily startled at the way he was looking at her but kept from saying anything since there were a lot of people walking around them. She contented herself with holding onto her husband's hand tightly before they were in their room and once the door was locked behind them she said, "You should order the coffee."
"I will," Castle said.
"Tell me," Beckett said as she could see him hesitating.
Castle studied her before he stepped up to her and murmured into her ear saying, "I ask because-"
"I know why, and I was going to do that already," Beckett said, smiling at him before she cupped his cheek. "Order the coffees and I'll come out once they're here."
With a quick nod, Castle watched his wife walking into the bedroom before he turned his attention to the room phone again. Having ordered their drinks he looked around but seeing everything was fine he went to the couch in front of the TV, deciding to turn it on. He thought his wife might be taking a shower, though he didn't think she'd need to, and he tried to get a little lost in going through the stations before there was a knock on the door. He hurried to get the coffees inside and once the employee had left, he locked the door twice before he called to his wife and saw the bedroom door opening to his anticipation.
Seeing her husband at the table, Beckett was about to joke about him waiting for her, but he was suddenly striding up to her and kissing her passionately. Though she had to recover a little bit she didn't try to stop him, soon responding as eagerly until they were parting, breathless.
"I… I've been holding that in," Castle said after he'd moved away from her neck that he'd been kissing as well.
"I can tell," Beckett said. She wasn't surprised when her husband was looking at her questioningly and told him, "I wanted it too but… we should drink our coffee at least."
"Yeah," Castle said absently as he was gently running his hands across her back.
"Rick," Beckett said gently.
"Right," Castle said, letting her go quickly. "I'm not sorry."
Beckett laughed and cupped his face to bring him back to her before they brushed their lips together. "I don't really want you to be. But I want to drink these."
"Should we take them to the chez lounge?" Castle asked as he was handing her one of the two mugs.
About to say no, Beckett hesitated before she then said, "Alright, let me get the diary," before she grabbed the book that was on the table.
"Just the one?" Castle asked her.
"Yes," Beckett said firmly. "I don't remember exactly but I think it's at least one or two entries."
Castle was dying to ask her when they were from but knew she wasn't going to respond yet until they'd had some of their coffee. He took a few sips of his, enjoying the flavor of the coffee with milk before he looked up at his wife and saw she was watching him.
"No comments about it?" Beckett asked him.
"It's not bad," Castle said, not surprised that she was laughing.
"I know for sure you want to see what this is about," Beckett said, handing him her mug. When he'd set it aside, she said, "This starts on December fourteenth in 1927."
"Really?" Castle asked her.
Nodding Beckett then said, "We did celebrate," studying him closely.
"I'm starting to remember," Castle said.
Beckett took his kiss that he gave her and once they had parted, she said, "I'm sure you will more now." When he nodded rapidly, she smiled and then turned her attention to the diary before starting to read.
Today is the first anniversary of our marriage and Rick and I are together in the house alone. Our girls are with their grandmother, aunts and uncle and it is still morning so I'm not sure what Rick and I will do exactly. I have made breakfast for my love and I await him getting dressed.
It makes me flush to think of how he kissed me when I woke him up just now and I cannot help wanting much more. I am as eager as he since we haven't been together since Elizabeth was born. But it's been long enough, and we won't hesitate. I won't allow him to use his French Letters today if we have another child we will. I want to feel my husband, and I wouldn't mind another baby to join our family.
I have my husband's gift at the table, the food is ready and
I hear him coming down, I don't know when I'll have another chance to write but I will tomorrow of course
"I got you cufflinks," Beckett said when she finished the entry and looked at her husband again.
"I remember, with my initials on them, R and O'S," Castle replied.
"You didn't have a middle name," Beckett stated.
"No, Mother in that life didn't really want children so she just gave me my first name and her last name," Castle said with a shrug. "But you said there were more entries?"
"There are," Beckett said, looking back at the book. "I wrote the time on this one."
"Tell me," Castle said, unsure why he was feeling some anticipation at that.
Beckett smiled and cupped her husband's cheek tenderly before she looked back down at the book so she could begin reading.
2:04pm
I know it's odd to write the time but I'm managing to write yet again on the same day. Rick and I have spent today celebrating our anniversary… pleasurably and we are resting now. Well… I am resting and my love is sleeping next to me- I am laying on my stomach and writing. I must be careful not to spill the ink, but I don't really mind.
Oh, today has been so lovely, we've spent our time coupled (my husband's word for when we are entwined) and I have never been so happy. He's filled me with his seed repeatedly and all I must needs do is to say his name to drive him wild. I've whispered it to him; that was once we'd cleaned up from breakfast and he took me against the wall next to the icebox. I've said it as I've laughed; then we were walking to the stairs to reach our room and he led me to bend over the table by our front door. Oh, I do hope no one was going to knock on the door, they would have heard us in our pleasure and being very loud. My last instance saying my husband's name was speaking normally, we were eating a very simple lunch of cheese and bread on our bed, but he was hungry for me after that I suppose. I don't mind at all; I love Rick still with all my heart and I am happy that he is so pleased with me as he's told me repeatedly as we've gone through the home today. I do hope that once he awakens, he will allow me to quench my need for him.
But beside our pleasure we have already given one another a gift. He loved my cuff links for him, and I adore the picture of him with our girls and I will keep it here in our room.
Rick is starting to move now which means he's about to awake and I must be ready as
"Did we end up spilling ink?" Castle asked his wife as she showed him the end of the entry where there was a stray mark under her last sentence along with some blots of ink across both.
"A little, and on me but you were meticulous with your washcloth," Beckett told him in amusement.
"I wanted you," Castle replied. He then became serious and said, "We didn't conceive Alexis then though."
"No, the next month," Beckett replied.
"I'm glad," Castle told her. Seeing that she looked surprised he told his wife, "It gave you more time between pregnancies." He then made a slight face and said, "Not much but…"
"Don't worry," Beckett said, stopping him by putting her hand on his arm. She finished her coffee and gave him the empty mug before she said, "I didn't. But there are two more entries."
"Okay," Castle said seriously.
Smiling at her husband, Beckett leaned into him then before they were kissing sensuously for a while and she nearly forgot what she'd been about to do. Shaking herself when they stopped, she said, "Okay, let me… get back to this." When her husband, looking like he was recovering as well, nodded his head once, she turned to the entry and read the beginning that started yet again with another time.
7:38pm
I am writing this in bed once more, though this time Rick is awake at my side. He's also kissing over my back, so I don't believe I'll really be writing for long.
We've been together for hours and I wouldn't be able to tell you in detail how we've lain together exactly. That and I would become too excited for my husband. We have had dinner, dressed together though I was nearly sitting on Rick's lap we tried to press against one another so closely. We also fed one another which we haven't done for a time and it feels so… intimate is the word I'd like to use.
We have no sense of fatigue and I wonder if we will end up sleeping… though I suppose we must. Our family will be back tomorrow though not until after breakfast as Julia has school.
I suppose this is going to be far shorter than I thought it was, Rick seems to be more than a little insistent.
"At least you let me finish the entry," Beckett told her husband teasingly.
"Why were you still writing?" Castle asked.
"I was trying to convey how much I was enjoying what we were doing," Beckett said. She looked at the entry and said, "This last one will be a lot faster," before she was reading.
I don't know what time it is… later, far later though still the fourteenth. Rick has shown me his love and he wishes more now, and I will reciprocate eagerly. I must say that I cannot deny him and I wish for more years like this.
"Were you going to write more?" Castle asked as there was a stray mark again.
"No, I was in a rush," Beckett said. She let her husband take her diary, placing both that and their empty mug on the table. "What should we do now?"
"I have an idea," Castle said. He knew she was watching him as he went over to the table next to the door where their bags with their purchases that day were. He brought the bag from the chocolate store over to her and set it on the small table still next to the chez lounge before reaching into it.
"Are you asking what I think?" Beckett asked, seeing the small jar of honey he had in hand.
"Yeah," Castle said slowly.
"Did you buy that on purpose?" Beckett then said.
"I was thinking of chocolate but found this instead," Castle said.
"I'd prefer honey," Beckett told him.
"From now on or just this time?" Castle asked.
"No, always," Beckett said. "Though wine is alright too."
Breathing heavily, Castle said, "But I'd like to do something first," staring into her eyes before he was setting the bottle next to her and moving while she was looking on. He untied the sash of her dress, waiting for her to tell him to stop before she was speaking as she was moving at the same time.
"You don't need to go that slowly," Beckett told her husband firmly, pulling the sash the rest of the way open. She let her husband spread apart the dress and asked him, "Honey?"
"That would be nice," Castle replied before he was going to get it. Once he had the jar open, he then dipped his finger into it, putting it to her mouth.
"It's good," Beckett said in surprise.
"I know, the person at the register said that it was from an employee's bee farm here in the city," Castle replied, getting some honey for himself. He then nodded and said, "Great," before he was getting more.
Laying back, Beckett looked on while her husband was dabbing the honey on his index finger between her beasts and then in a line below it. She nearly held her breath as her husband was lowering his head, moaning in pleasure as he was flicking his tongue out to her, licking the honey very slowly off her. "Oh god, are you going to lick that slowly the whole time you do this?" she asked with a sigh.
"No, I may do it faster next time," Castle said. "I haven't decided yet." He paused in getting more honey to watch his wife as she was laughing lightly. When she stopped, he hurriedly got more of the amber liquid and gently ran his finger in a line from her navel to her cleft. Glancing up at her he could tell she was anticipating him cleaning her off as her eyes were essentially black. "You're a goddess," he breathed to her.
"I want to do the same to you," Beckett said in a rush as he had started to move down to her.
Pausing, Castle looked up at his wife and studied her for a while before he nodded and said, "I'd like that." Before she could say anything, he was licking at her mound and he heard her moaning in response. It didn't take that long to get the honey off his wife, but he remained where he was for a while until he was moving to her clit and he lapped at it with his tongue flat a few times.
"Oh… we… Rick let's move to the bed," Beckett told her husband. She nearly smiled when she saw his hesitation but soon moved as he was moving out of her way. She left her dress on though it was wide open and looked back at her husband to see he was bringing the honey with him. She bit her lower lip as she went straight to the bed once she was in the bedroom but focused on getting her dress off and climbing on the mattress as she waited for her husband to undress. "I hope you wanted me to watch you again," she said as he began.
"I don't mind but I miss you helping me," Castle said. When he looked over at his wife after getting his shirt off, he paused in reaching for the fly of his pants when he saw she was sitting up and running her hands over her hair. Her eyes turning to him made him shake himself rapidly and he then moved to get everything else still on him off. Once he was naked, he nearly jumped onto the bed, kissing his wife as passionately as he could while pressing his body down onto hers while keeping his weight off her. When they parted, he whispered, "Do you want me to stop? More honey?"
Beckett considered what they could do for a moment and then said, "Let me have my turn." When he got off her, she smiled and took the jar from him, looking on while he was laying down. She considered him for a moment before she was dipping her index finger into the liquid, sliding it around the tip of his erection that she made him hold up.
"Kate," Castle told her. "You're going to make me come too soon."
"I want you to fuck me," Beckett told him. "Repeatedly."
"Why?" Castle asked.
Beckett smiled but instead of answering she was leaning down and starting to lap at the honey on him. Listening to him groaning she was pleased at the sound, remaining where she was even after his skin was clean. When she pulled away, she was gasping as he was making her lay down, though they both had to be careful since she still had the honey jar in her hand. On her back she was watching him taking the jar and her eyes widened when he dipped his first two fingers in the amber before he was rubbing them against her clit. She cried out and arched her back at first with the sensation, thinking he wouldn't stop before he was replacing his fingers with his mouth.
Castle had to hold onto his wife while she was moving around but didn't stop for a bit longer. Pulling away he pushed himself up to look at his wife and seeing her breathing rapidly he leaned over, pressing heated kisses to her breasts. He did that for some time before she was pushing him away and he kissed her. He did that until they were breathless, and he moved around to her breasts again, suckling at them fervently as she was crying out his name a few times.
"Oh Rick… you need to take me now," Beckett whispered to him when he raised his head again.
"Are you ready for me love?" Castle asked though he was reaching in between her legs and gently rubbing at her folds. He could easily feel how wet she was, and he had to stop himself from continuing before he got her off. He moved so he could get on top of her and once he could he and his wife were moving his length to her entrance. He only needed her help for a second and was soon sliding into her, slowly. He watched his wife as he was doing that and seeing her reactions, he realized why she had asked him to fuck her. "I won't stop," he said once their hips were pressing together.
"If you do, you're sleeping on the chez lounge," Beckett breathed out roughly as he had teased her as he'd entered her.
Castle knew he needed to start which he soon after did so she wouldn't get any more annoyed than she had already. He was moving hard and fast, loving the way the friction started between them almost immediately. He did his best to try and change the angle of his hips as he was moving, watching Beckett to make sure everything he was doing to her was enough. By the expressions on her face while he was doing that, he was satisfied he was accomplishing what he wanted to do before he realized they were both close. "Kate… I shouldn't…" he started to say.
"No… you need to… don't…" Beckett started to say though she couldn't continue as she was very shortly after breaking. Arching her back in response to her orgasm, she tried not to dig her nails into her husband's back where she had been holding. She raked her nails down his skin when she was feeling him coming as well and her eyes rolled into the back of her head as he was filling her and she wasn't sure if she would be able to let him sleep before he was making her feel the same repeatedly.
When he stopped thrusting, Castle saw his wife was still and had her eyes closed, making him start to pull away from her when she was digging her nails into his skin. "No?" he asked in surprise.
Beckett was going to tell him no but stopped herself and instead pushed on his shoulders, not surprised to see he looked confused. Once he had withdrawn from her, she moved off the bed and picked up her dress, putting it on. She knew he was following her, so she went over to the desk and sat on it before spreading her legs apart for him. She expected him to start immediately, but her husband was suddenly sitting on the chair and he was sucking on her clit. She cried out and leaned back in surprise at the move since it had been so unexpected. After he'd done that for a bit, she pushed him away so she could look into his eyes. "I'm ready," she reassured him. "You didn't get some of your come did you?"
"It doesn't matter if I did," Castle replied seriously. He stood before he was gasping out as his wife was curling her hands around his length. He leaned towards her while she did that, suddenly hissing and groaning her name as he was climaxing before he could stop himself.
Beckett felt her sex throbbing in pleasure at the sight and then feel of her husband coming on her body. She looked up at him as he was thrusting into her hands and knew she would have to make sure he would be ready once he calmed down as she wanted him badly. When he stopped, she saw his eyes open and just as the realization spread across his face she told him firmly, "Do not say sorry, I loved that and I want us to do that again in the future."
"It's not really that," Castle said honestly. "I got some of my come on your dress."
"Who cares?" Beckett said simply, rubbing it off the fabric. She then turned her attention to sliding her fingers over her body to clean herself. "I have to say I think I enjoy that as much as the honey on you."
"Vixen," Castle breathed out roughly to her. He leaned down when she was finished and kissed her, cupping the back of her head while his other hand was lightly playing with her clit and entrance as she slid her hips up to him. When he slid his fingers into her, he ended their kiss saying, "Could I fuck you from behind for a little first?"
Looking into her husband's eyes, Beckett simply nodded and got off the desk before he was making her take off her dress. "You don't want it on still?" she asked with a smile as she watched him set it on their dresser and check the fabric.
"I want you bare to me," Castle told her hurriedly before he went into the bathroom to grab an extra towel. He tossed it on the desk; making sure it was out of her way; before he was slapping her ass firmly as she cried out. "Again?" he asked her.
"No," Beckett said, looking over her shoulder at him. "Just fuck me."
Hesitating for a moment, as he wondered if he should ask her if she wanted to come in that position, Castle decided not to and instead was waiting for her to bend over on the desktop. With her ready he grasped himself and wasn't surprised to see her trying to watch him as he soon entered her and paused.
"Oh…" Beckett breathed in anticipation. She couldn't help the heavy cry that was almost a scream as it seemed to explode from her mouth and she nearly slumped onto the desk as her husband was helping her stay standing. "I… I want to come looking at you Rick."
"I can tell… we won't be long like this," Castle said, breathing a little hard though he hadn't done too much. "But do one thing?"
"Okay," Beckett said a little hesitantly.
"Don't hold back," Castle said before he was kissing at the back of her shoulder. "You weren't when we were alone on our anniversary. You screamed and panted…"
"I know what you mean," Beckett told him with a smile. She then grew serious and looked ahead of her saying, "When I'm looking at you I will."
Though his wife couldn't see it, Castle nodded his head and proceeded to thrust, groaning in pleasure as she gasped and he didn't stop for a second. He thrust hard several times until he knew he had to stop them, and he gently withdrew from his wife though it made him incredibly frustrated. When she turned around, he was quick to cover the desk and help her up onto it before he was grabbing her legs.
Since she was working with him, Beckett was ecstatic when her husband slammed hard in her again. With their hips slapping in response she was letting out a heavy cry and then wrapping her arms and legs around him. As she started to thrust a second later, she was crying out heavily and calling out to him, urging him to move faster though soon the desk was hitting the wall behind it. She was raking her nails repeatedly over his back that time, not caring if she broke the skin as the pleasure running through her was intense and she wasn't sure how much longer she would last. "Please… don't stop fucking me… I want your cock slamming into my pussy… just like this… the rest of the night!" she cried out to her husband as she was faltering in her responding rhythm.
"I will, I don't think… I can fucking stop," Castle told her, trying to move harder. He found quickly that it was impossible and settled with how he was moving at that moment and told her, "You're a fucking… goddess."
"Yours… Rick!" Beckett started to say before she was crying out and tilting her head against the wall. Her orgasm left her in total ecstasy, and she was trying her best to hold onto her consciousness as it filled her body. That became a little more difficult when her husband started to climax as well, and they were yelling for a bit together until they were silent and just focusing on the feel of their bodies. When she stopped moving first, she was panting heavily and feeling as if she would never be able to move again. She gasped and managed to wrap her arms around her husband's neck when he pulled her off the desk with him as he sat on the desk chair and she nuzzled his temple with her lips.
"Love," Castle told her. "Good?"
Knowing he was asking about her well-being and not how that bout of lovemaking was, Beckett nodded slowly before she said, "My legs feel like rubber."
"Mine too," Castle replied. "A little rest?" At her slightly quicker nod, he was picking her up and nearly staggering to the bed before they had to part as they both lay on their backs. They regained their strength and he was about to ask her if she wanted to continue to rest and maybe sleep before his wife was getting up. He watched in surprise as she climbed over him and then went to his nightstand. He rested his hand on her ass while she grabbed the honey and he watched her straddling him before she was dipping her fingers into the liquid before she was moving them down to him and murmuring to him.
"I'd like a little more," Beckett told him. She gasped when her husband was suddenly grabbing her wrist, lightly, and they were soon playfully wrestling together. She couldn't help laughing while they did that, as the honey ended up everywhere on them both when her husband took some from the jar back on the nightstand. When they had finally stopped, she was about to tell him he was a mess when he started to lick at her body. She remained still, nearly breathless, feeling his tongue going everywhere except between her legs. Repeating the favor for him; when she finished she told him, "I still feel sticky."
"A bath?" Castle asked her.
"We'd need to rinse off first," Beckett told him easily.
"Okay," Castle replied instantly.
"Pervert," Beckett said with a smile as he'd put as much eagerness into his tone as possible. She knew he'd spoken like that on purpose and she got off the bed as she cupped his cheek. She waited for him to join her and once he had she was taking his hand before saying, "I just want to rinse off in the shower."
"We can," Castle said quickly. "But you know we can just do that; we don't need to take a bath."
"I'd like to," Beckett said simply. When her husband was just staring at her she tugged him towards the bathroom and let him go since he needed to take off his glasses. Turning on the water she was slipping inside first, and she stood under the water before her husband joined her and they were soon leaving the shower stall.
After he'd filled the tub with his glasses back on, Castle climbed in first and spread his legs, watching Beckett walk to him and peer under the water. "What's wrong?" he asked in surprise.
"Close them," Beckett told him firmly.
"Why?" Castle asked though he was doing as she'd asked.
Beckett didn't answer as she was climbing into the water by then and she reached underneath it, grasping her husband length. "You know you are a pervert," she told him in amusement.
"Why," Castle gasped out while she was sliding down on him. He was holding her, grasping her hips tightly as he then said, "I filled the tub though…"
"We're not doing that here," Beckett said simply as she wrapped her arms around neck.
"Oh, fuck Kate," Castle groaned as she was gently clenching her sex. "We did this our first anniversary… I mean the morning after."
"Mmm-hmm," Beckett replied with a smile before she leaned down and kissed him. It was passionate and though she had stopped working her sex around him the fact that she was throbbing was still intoxicating and she told her husband once they'd pulled away from each other. "I wanted to read my diary again to you," she told him softly, unsure of what his reaction would be.
"I don't mind," Castle said immediately. "But… we can do something here." He wasn't surprised when she looked puzzled and he leaned up to her to kiss her passionately for a moment before he was moving back so he could touch her clit. He rubbed at it firmly and was pleased when his wife was working the muscles of her sex around him. They were doing that, trying their hardest not to move too much and displace the water before she was crying out first. He followed her, since the way she was spasming around him was more than enough with how aroused he was. He grabbed her hips, using that to keep him from thrusting up too hard. When he had stopped, he was breathing hard and holding her as she was slumped on his chest. "We'll do more," he said, not surprised she was raising her head in reaction to that.
"Oh good, sometimes I wonder if you'll ever really be forceful," Beckett said.
"I have before," Castle said, though he knew his wife was joking.
"And I love when you are," Beckett said easily before they were kissing again. She got off him at that point and climbing out of the water she dried herself off before her husband could do it for her. She wrapped the towel around her as she needed to get her diary from the living room and after grabbing it she saw her husband was already on the bed once back in the bedroom. "You work fast," she commented, climbing on the mattress on her side with her towel falling to the floor.
"I wanted to, to hear this," Castle replied, watching her flipping through the book. "Is it a long entry?"
"No, and that's all there is," Beckett said, showing him the page it was on. When he nodded, she was turning to the book to start reading it which she was quick to do.
December 15th, 1927
It's late in the morning, Rick and I just leaving from the bath. It was a glorious one, where we made love though we didn't move very much. I never thought we could do that, but we did and the pleasure was… I find it indescribable.
Our anniversary yesterday was as if we had eaten the most delicious sweet repeatedly and were never sick. I find coupling with my husband to be the most vigorous exercise there can be. I must partake of it more often; it can only be healthy.
Beckett had to smile since her husband had gotten up and was kissing at the side of her head before she told him, "You want to stop there?"
At her shoulders at that point, Castle paused and then sighed before he raised his head and said, "No, keep going. I couldn't help myself." He was startled when she merely smiled before reading again and he understood why.
I showed this to Rick right now, he's staring at me hungrily and I know that as soon as I finish with this diary his mouth will be at my cunny. My Rick loves that, calling it having his sweetest manna. Oh… he's said it now, nuzzling and kissing my neck and shoulders and I feel chills up and down my spine. His hands are now touching my breasts, caressing at them and now
I will try to finish this as I know I will not be able to later tonight so I will continue though my husband's hands are all around my body. If I mark this page you will know why. We were together last night until nearly dawn, I am so tired, but I feel a deep sense of j
It's too much, my husband's hands have found my cunny and I must have his cock, even if we must taste one another at the same time we will.
"I nearly threw the book across the room," Beckett said as she closed the diary and then looked at her husband with a smile.
"I remember, you tossed it to your nightstand and luckily the ink was covered," Castle said. "I think that was the first time we were in a sixty-nine position." When his wife nodded, he watched her setting her diary aside on her nightstand and he reached for her, laying her down on her back. "I didn't come in you in the bath," he said.
Aware he was talking about their first anniversary, Beckett nodded and told him, "So we could pleasure each other."
"Yes," Castle said simply before he watched his wife laughing. He then leaned down and captured her lips with his own before they were kissing passionately before she was pulling him, so he got on top of her.
Without a word between them Castle and Beckett were soon starting to make love roughly, going as fast as they could until they broke within seconds of one another. They were calling out each other's names until they were still, breathing roughly and soon after kissing deeply again.
"Love," Castle breathed to his wife once they had parted from each other.
"Hmm, promise me you won't stop," Beckett said with a sigh of pleasure as he went down to her neck and proceeded to kiss around it.
"I won't," Castle said. "But lay down with me," he told her. He was pleased when she didn't protest, withdrawing from her before he lay on his back and pulled her against his side. "We did eventually stop."
Beckett couldn't help laughing briefly and told him, "We did, but we cut it close." When his wife nodded, she was kissing his cheek and telling him, "We slept that night."
"We had to," Castle replied before he swiftly realized something. "What is it?" he said, looking at her.
"We were talking about having dinner here Sunday night," Beckett told him. At his nod she continued and said, "I'd like us to do that tomorrow."
"Sure, I wouldn't mind," Castle said. "But we didn't really have a set place going out anyway," he reminded her.
"No, so we'll figure it out on Sunday," Beckett told him with a smile as he was nodding in agreement with her before she finished speaking. "But for now we need to focus on tomorrow."
"Actually," Castle told her. "I need to focus on you," he told her seriously, running his hand across her stomach so he could reach around and grasp her ass.
"I'd like to do the same to you," Beckett said firmly.
"Really?" Castle asked.
"Yes," Beckett breathed with the way he was staring down at her. She took his kiss before moving to lay on her back, eager to have him within her again. Their past life was forgotten as she gave everything she had to Castle, knowing he was doing the same to her. She was aware they wanted their night to be memorable for more than just their recollection of their life in Mill Valley. And she felt they managed that, unable to resist for long while they pleasured one other repeatedly and eagerly though it grew late into the night.