"Rick?" Beckett called to her husband.
"Yeah," Castle said, standing up from the couch in the family room.
"I thought you were sitting on the bed," Beckett told him in amusement when she stepped out from their bedroom.
"I figured I'd give you the chance for a… grand entrance," Castle told her.
"Thank you for not flourishing your hand while you said that," Beckett replied wryly.
Shrugging, Castle set his phone down on the coffee table and then pulled her to him before telling her, "Tá cuma iontach ort," which meant 'you look fantastic.' She was about to speak and he then told her, "Agus ba mhaith liom go bhfuil tú cheana féin," which meant 'and I want you already.'
Beckett took her husband's gentle kiss and once they had parted she pressed her forehead against his telling him, "An gá dúinn dul," which meant 'do we need to go'. "D'fhéadfaimis fanacht i… túsa i," she then added which meant 'we could stay in' and 'you in me.'
"Vixen," Castle breathed before he was kissing her hard. He held her to his body while their tongues were dueling frantically and he wasn't sure how long they kept that up, only stopping as they had to breathe. "We… I think we should go," he finally told her while he gazed into her eyes. He kissed her again before he pulled back and was about to speak when she did first with a slight smile on her face.
"I know we need to," Beckett said. "I don't want you to lose the reservation since you called so early for it."
Nodding, Castle said, "Then I need to let you go," before he was reluctantly doing so. "So… wait, you didn't put on any…" he started to say.
"I had a feeling this might happen," Beckett told him before she was going back into their bedroom through the office. She quickly put on some lipstick before she looked at her husband since he'd followed her.
"Listen," Castle said. "I didn't really want to just rush back here."
"That's fine," Beckett said with a slight smile at his request. "But we should head to the restaurant."
Looking at his watch, Castle saw it was nearly time and he nodded saying, "I'll get your coat."
Beckett followed him to the entry and slipped her arms into it before she watched her husband putting his on. She grabbed her purse and said with a smile, "Don't try."
"You read me way too well," Castle told her as he stepped up to her. He wrapped his arm around her, holding her tightly against him for a moment before he said, "That better hold me until later."
"Just you?" Beckett asked in amusement as he was opening the door.
"Oh, I'm glad to hear that," Castle told her. He smiled when his wife laughed and shook her head before they were heading to the elevators. When they were inside the car, he was a little frustrated they weren't alone, but held his wife's hand tightly instead. He looked at her every so often, just barely seeing her blue lace dress underneath the coat before his attention went to the bun in her hair. He wanted to reach up to the back of her neck and cup it, to feel her skin, but they were reaching the lobby and he shook himself before they were stepping out to the sidewalk. When they were inside the cab that stopped for them, he leaned over to his wife and murmured to her, "You really look amazing," speaking in Irish.
"Thank you," Beckett replied in the same language. She glanced at him and ran her hand down his blue tie he had with his charcoal grey striped suit and told him, "You too."
Castle debated if he should or shouldn't kiss his wife, the desire too strong in him, but his decision was made when the cab was stopping, and he saw they'd reached the restaurant. He was hurriedly paying for the trip and helped his wife out before they were walking inside. He greeted the maître d' in the front before they were led to their table and he helped his wife to her seat, sitting next to her. He picked up his menu, about to comment on needing to know her choice for their wine order when she was taking his hand and telling him before he had spoken a word.
"I'm planning to get their sole dish," Beckett said. "So I'll take some white wine."
"Sure," Castle said with a nod.
"You?" Beckett asked him with a smile.
"Probably their mignon," Castle replied. "Though I get the feeling that doesn't surprise you."
"Not really," Beckett replied in amusement.
"Did you want anything beforehand?" Castle asked her.
"I'm fine," Beckett said. She then studied her husband and asked with a smile, "You want something?"
"Crostini?" Castle asked her. He was surprised when his wife nodded and said, "I was thinking of getting dessert too."
"We'll share," Beckett replied. "The Napoleon?"
"Sure," Castle said before he turned his attention to the waiter who'd walked up to their table.
Watching her husband ordering, Beckett smiled at her glass of water before they were alone again and said, "I didn't think you were serious about lingering."
"Not lingering but I didn't want to really rush through everything," Castle explained to her.
"Good," Beckett told him simply before she watched him kissing the back of her hand with a smile.
"Ricky!" a voice said suddenly, startling both Castle and Beckett before they turned to a woman coming up to the table.
"Bernadette," Castle said slowly. "I didn't know you were here."
Glancing at her husband, Beckett turned to the woman before she said, "Who is this love?"
"We dated," the woman snapped. "Fourteen years ago." She then turned her attention to Castle and smiled saying, "I've-"
"Listen," Castle interrupted her. "I'm here with my wife and we're having dinner before we head back home and have our night alone. We'd appreciate it if you could leave."
Hearing the woman swearing as she left them immediately, Beckett gently covered her husband's hand that was on her knee and pushing her skirt up slightly so his ex would have seen it. "How long was that relationship," she said, taking his hand off her but not letting go of it.
"Three months," Castle answered immediately. "Alexis hated her."
"High maintenance?" Beckett asked.
"Extremely," Castle said in obvious annoyance. He calmed down when he felt her entwining their fingers and smiled at her before their wine and appetizer were being served. "Is there any time you'd like to leave tomorrow?" he asked while she was taking a slice of bread covered with a puree of squash.
Smiling a little at him desperately wanting to change the subject, Beckett said, "I'd like to before two."
"Okay," Castle said. "I'll make sure I get up."
Beckett laughed softly and took a sip of her wine before she said, "I know you will but don't be that concerned about it."
"Okay," Castle said slowly. He felt his wife squeezing his hand and smiled at her before saying, "Sorry, I was just… surprised."
"I don't blame you," Beckett replied with a brief nod. She then smiled and said, "It was a weird day."
"Interesting day," Castle said, relieved she had reminded him of it. He was about to ask what she thought of being in a music video when she was asking him a question that made him laugh.
"Are you wondering how I am after filming the video?" Beckett asked. When her husband nodded, she laughed and said, "I'm fine, still a little… stunned I just did that but I'm also glad it's over."
"You did an amazing job with it," Castle told her seriously and with a smile. "Especially since you had no choreography, and it was all your own moves."
"Not many moves," Beckett said before she finished her second crostini.
"It doesn't matter," Castle said. "If you'd taken attention away from Skye you would have had a problem."
"I think the director would have had a fit," Beckett replied. She studied her husband and asked, "Did you enjoy just watching?" startled when he nodded rapidly.
"Really love, I've just sat and watched you," Castle started to say, taking another sip of his wine. "From the start," he said when he'd finished drinking.
Beckett laughed softly and then said, "That's true." Their food arrived then but once the waiter had left them again, she told him, "You're lucky I didn't throw you out."
"You couldn't," Castle said, startled when his wife shot him a smirk and turned her attention to her plate. "You didn't want to," he said with a smile.
"I guess if I looked into my subconscious I didn't," Beckett said, smiling when her husband rolled his eyes.
"Well, like we always say, it was a good thing you pushed me away where you could," Castle told her. "I don't think we would have what we do now," he added, holding his glass up to her. They tapped them together before he sipped at it and then turned his attention to his steak before they were eating in silence for a while. "Have you thought about Christmas at all?" he eventually asked her.
"Gifts or Mill Valley?" Beckett said immediately.
"I think Mill Valley," Castle replied.
"We talked about going into San Francisco already," Beckett replied. "And we agreed we'd talk about it with the others once we were there."
"Yes, but I'm wondering if I could make a suggestion," Castle said. "Since we're going for a while."
"A dinner for the parents?" Beckett asked. She saw her husband was about to speak and she told him firmly as she knew he was going to say something about that, "I mean us with Skye and Mary, and Patrick and Trevor."
"Yes," Castle answered.
"If we can work it out, sure," Beckett then told him. She ate some of her fish and said, "Anything else?"
"Is there anything you want to do?" Castle asked her with a slight frown. "You're asking me what I want to do."
"To be honest I just want to go to the restaurant in Chinatown," Beckett replied.
"Could we head to Muir Woods?" Castle asked suddenly.
Studying her husband, Beckett then said, "I'm remembering too," reaching for his hand. She watched him holding hers and was about to speak before he was entwining their fingers and doing so himself.
"We went there a lot before," Castle said. "But I'd like to go now since I'm remembering our first trip with Julia."
Smiling at the memory, Beckett said, "I was thinking of that myself. But let's see if the others will want to, it might be chilly."
"Not that much," Castle said.
"And if it rains?" Beckett asked him.
"We'll get wet," Castle said, laughing when she was playfully pushing his shoulder. They ate in silence for a little before he said, "This is nice."
"It is," Beckett replied, a smile on her face. "And I'm glad we did it in the end."
"We'll have to make sure we tell Julia and Eliza that," Castle said.
"And Alexis, she pushed too after they came back," Beckett said in amusement.
"You know it's funny, I didn't think she would bother with that now she's married," Castle commented.
"She can focus on other things you know," Beckett said.
"True," Castle said simply. He smiled when his wife was laughing as she shook her head at the same time and he finished his wine before he said to his wife, "Do you still want to have dessert?"
"I would," Beckett said. "But you agreed to sharing it."
"We will," Castle said, motioning to the waiter and ordering the Napoleon. When they were alone, he was about to ask his wife if she wanted to go anywhere after they left the restaurant when she was beating him to that with a slight smile on her face.
"I'd like a small walk," Beckett said. "Before we close ourselves up in the loft."
"Now you make it sound terrible," Castle said jokingly, taking her hand.
"I don't think you'll let it be," Beckett said in amusement.
"Well, I try not to," Castle told her seriously.
Laughing softly, Beckett squeezed his hand before they turned their attention to the street outside and she realized something.
"It's raining," Castle said.
"I see," Beckett said. "Good thing you brought the umbrella."
"Luckily it was needed," Castle said. He glanced from outside to his wife and saw that she was smirking, and he asked, "What?"
"Is it that hard to carry?" Beckett asked him.
"Slightly," Castle said, laughing with her before they stopped at the waiter bringing their dessert. They ate it in silence together and once they had finished, he paid for the meal quickly before walking with her to the entry. "Have I mentioned I love the new place?" he said when they were waiting for their coats at the coat check.
"I think you might have," Beckett replied in amusement. "But it was a great dinner."
"It was," Castle said, nodding quickly as their coats were being brought out to the counter. He helped his wife with hers first and then put on his, taking the umbrella he'd checked in with his coat. "Okay, do you still want to walk?" he asked her when they went to the door.
"I would, do you mind?" Beckett asked him as she looped her arm through his.
"No, let's go," Castle replied as he was opening the door for her. Once they were on the sidewalk, she had her arm through his and he held her tightly to him before they walked west. "There's a club around here," he suddenly said.
"There is?" Beckett asked before she saw what street they were on.
"There is, I suddenly remembered where we were," Castle replied. "What do you think?" he then asked as he was looking at her. "A little dancing?"
"Sure," Beckett replied with a smile before they were walking across the street. She let her husband lead her to the club and was a little annoyed at having to take off their coats again but tried to ignore that as she could hear the bass of the music on the dance floor through the closed doors.
"Okay, we're ready," Castle said, walking to her. He took her hand and feeling her squeezing his led her through the door to the dance floor. "Do you want a drink?" he asked, speaking close to her ear as they paused to take in the space and who exactly was dancing.
"We're not staying for that long," Beckett said simply. She looked up at her husband, unable to help smiling while he was nodding, though not looking at her. Eventually she squeezed his hand and pulled him out to the dance floor where she turned to him and wrapped her arms around his neck. Since there were so many people, they had to dance close against one another and she found herself shutting everything out but her husband, the music and their bodies rubbing against each other.
Castle was relieved his wife intended to make their stay a short one, since he was in a joyous agony feeling her against him. He held her tightly by the middle of her back, but as they slipped into a third song he was holding her by the small of it, bringing them a little closer. "Kate," he said.
"A little more," Beckett said gently.
"No, we have to get a drink, please," Castle begged her. He was relieved when his wife nodded her head before they were letting go and making their way to the bar. He ordered two martinis before turning to his wife as she had sat on the tall seat next to him. He did the same, intending to ask her if she just wanted to leave after their drinks before she was drawing him close to speak into his ear.
"One more dance," Beckett whispered. "After this."
Castle nodded, having to do that instead of replying to her as the bartender was walking to them with their glasses. He handed Beckett hers and said, "Sláinte love."
"Sláinte," she replied with a smile. They tapped their glasses and after taking a sip Beckett said, "Twice in one night."
"I don't mind," Castle said, placing his hand on her leg.
"Neither do I," Beckett said, not stopping him. She saw he was startled at that but didn't say anything, watching her husband gently rub his hand back and forth a few times before she took his hand. Squeezing it firmly she watched him sip his drink before she turned her attention to her own and once they had both finished, she let him lead that time. He was off his chair first and she got off her own immediately after so they could return to the dance floor. She held him tightly as they were moving again, going to the faster rhythm before he was kissing her.
Castle knew he shouldn't have done that, but the temptation was too hard to resist and feeling her responding realized she didn't mind. He kissed her harder but kept that quick before they pulled away at nearly the same time. He pressed his forehead against hers and they continued until the song ended. He immediately let her go to take her hand and they walked around the people still dancing before they headed out into the lobby and the coat check. After they had their things, he stopped her from following him and said, "I need to check if it's raining."
"It doesn't matter," Beckett said simply, taking the umbrella from him and going outside first. Since it was still raining, she quickly opened it and turned to him, letting him take it.
"Did you get wet?" Castle asked in concern.
"Just a little," Beckett replied with a smile, looping her arm through his as they walked to the edge of the sidewalk. "Hopefully we can get a cab," she told him.
"Yeah," Castle said. It took a little time to finally grab a taxi and he ushered his wife into the back before he was following with the folded umbrella. As they were driving down the street, he wrapped his arm around his wife and held her tightly to him.
"Are you cold?" Beckett asked him in amusement.
"Very," Castle said. "All of a sudden." He expected his wife to comment on that, but when she only leaned her head on his shoulder, he held her a little tighter before he looked out to see if they were closer to home.
Staring out the window, Beckett watched the rain falling before she heard her husband coming up behind her and she turned to him with a smile. "It looks like it started to rain harder," she told him.
Looking outside, Castle saw she was right and was about to comment on that when there was a flash of lightning across the sky. He waited for the thunder and once it had stopped, he said, "I got six, you?"
Smiling again Beckett said, "The same." She turned to him and said, "What do you want to do now?"
Castle studied her for a moment, knowing she was expecting him to take her to their bedroom, and he pulled her over to the couch where she sat first. "I know what you're thinking," he told her.
"Oh?" Beckett asked.
"Yes, you're wondering why exactly I didn't drag you straight to the bed," Castle said. When she raised her eyebrow he asked, "Am I wrong?"
"No, why?" Beckett asked him as he sat next to her.
Shaking his head, though he was smiling, Castle said, "Just checking." He wrapped his arm around her waist and then said, "What about you?"
"I think we're fine here for now," Beckett told her husband with a smile.
"Okay," Castle said with a nod. He looked at her for a moment before he leaned over, kissing her gently on the lips. When they stopped and he could see her eyes he said, a little huskily, "You don't want me to stop do you?"
"No," Beckett said firmly, pulling him back to her. They kissed a little deeper then, tongues just slightly rubbing together before they stopped again. "I didn't mean I wanted things to be that short," she teased him.
"Then you need to move," Castle told her, right before he pulled her onto his lap. As soon as she was settled, she had her arms wrapped around his neck and he was moving to kiss her roughly. He felt her hands move to slide underneath his blazer and he ended their kiss unintentionally saying, "We're not undressing fully are we?"
"No," Beckett said before she was kissing him that time. They were struggling a little to stay together while they were attempting to remove his blazer at the same time. When they had to stop to do that she said, "Wait."
Castle was about to ask what was wrong when she was reaching for his tie and he waited for her to take it off before he was wrapping his arms around her again. "Are you sure you don't want to undress?" he asked as she'd moved to untuck his shirt from his trousers.
"I'm sure," Beckett said before they were moving to kiss each other at the same time. When they were dueling with their tongues, she felt her husband running his hands all around her back and thought he was going to unzip her. She did her best to stop him and they pulled apart before her husband was suddenly moving her.
"I'm not doing anything here," Castle said since he'd helped his wife lay back on the couch. "Except for this," he added quickly before he was kissing her again. He was keeping his weight off her, trying not to let his lower body onto her but it was difficult when she wrapped her right leg around his. He grunted when she pulled him down to her and stopped them saying, "I didn't want to do that here."
"It doesn't matter," Beckett replied firmly.
Shaking his head, Castle moved down to her neck and was kissing along there, feeling her arms wrapping tighter around him. He did that for a while before he moved to what wasn't covered by her dress, kissing around her collarbone until he reached the fabric. When he pulled away, he stared into her eyes and got off her, helping her sit up before he sat next to her and was kissing her harder. As they were involved in that for a while, he slipped his hand underneath her skirt, feeling her tensing obviously.
"Rick," Beckett gasped as he was squeezing her inner thigh firmly. She made him stop and move away his hand before telling him, "You don't need to wait anymore."
Nodding, Castle stood up first, waiting for her to do the same and he suddenly picked her up while she was gasping slightly.
"I told you, you don't need to do that," Beckett said.
"Not much force behind that love," Castle told her teasingly. He couldn't help laughing slightly when she shrugged but soon turned his attention on getting her into their room. Once he was next to the bed, he set her down and kissed her again, stopping her that time as she was reaching for his shirt. "Not yet," he told her gently.
Looking at him in slight confusion, Beckett climbed on the bed as her husband was directing her and she leaned back while he removed her heels. "What exactly did you want to do Rick?" she asked him when he toed off his shoes hurriedly.
"To be honest," Castle said seriously as he moved to get on top of the mattress with her. "I didn't have anything set in mind."
Nodding, Beckett reached out for her husband and pulled him close so they could kiss before they were laying on their sides. She wasn't very surprised when her husband was reaching under her skirt again but didn't do anything in response but kiss him. They were rolling their tongues together eventually and when she felt him lightly rubbing the edge of her panties, she broke off the kiss. "Sorry, I wasn't expecting you do that," she explained when he looked at her in a little surprise.
"Do you want me to stop?" Castle asked her. When she shook her head no, he hesitated; wondering if he should stop; but knew she was serious, so he brushed his lips to hers. He then moved to carefully remove her panties, knowing she was sincere as she was raising her hips to help him. He tossed the fabric aside and then went back to her, kissing her deeply while they laid on their sides again.
Beckett was sure they shared multiple kisses after that, and she did her best to respond to her husband as much as she could until they were breathless. When they stopped, she moved onto her back and then reached for her husband's trousers, opening the fly before he helped her in getting his erection from his boxers before he sank within her. She had no idea how they didn't say a word, but knew it wasn't really needed and they were thrusting together hard while he proceeded to fuck her. He made it a quickie and she was overjoyed as she had been aching for him since they'd left the loft for their dinner. She was moving the best she could with him, and she was crying out to him as she climaxed, holding him with her arms and legs until he was joining her, and she was digging her nails into his back to withstand that though she would have welcomed a second one.
When he stopped thrusting and was more recovered, Castle said, "Any fabric burns?"
Laughing, and trying to stop quickly when her husband was groaning in pleasure, Beckett said, "Sorry, but I love how you ask that first thing."
"I couldn't help it, we don't often do that in our clothes," Castle explained as he carefully withdrew from her.
"No, but that was nice," Beckett said. "Though let's get everything off, I'm uncomfortable."
Castle nodded in agreement immediately before he got off the bed first and started to unbutton his shirt while his wife was moving to stand with him. He let her help him and then removed his shirt, tossing it away before he asked, "You next?"
"You first, I only have one thing to take off now," Beckett said. She watched her husband's eyes go down to her breasts and she smirked at him saying, "Pervert." She started laughing softly when he nodded twice very obviously before turning his attention to his trousers.
Castle removed them before his wife stepped up to him and he groaned, "Thank you," since she was gently tucking his length back into his boxers. Once he was set, he was removing them, glancing at his wife as she was staring at him and he then said once it was out of the way, "Good?"
"Weird question Rick," Beckett said. She started reaching for him, but he was stopping her, and she let out an exaggerated sigh saying, "I can dry clean this dress."
"I want it to touch your skin," Castle replied.
"Pervert," Beckett said though she smiled while she turned away from him.
"I am," Castle replied. He waited, unzipping her dress and helping her in getting it off before he was taking it to the dresser, walking back to her and wrapping his arms around her. Holding her close he said, "And it's what you want tonight isn't it?"
Beckett didn't have a chance to answer as her husband was kissing her and she held him tight before they were dueling hungrily. She dug her fingertips into his back and when they soon stopped, she took his right hand with both of hers before pulling him after her to the bed though she was facing him the entire time.
"Kate," Castle said suddenly.
Beckett was startled at her husband's tone but realized why he'd said that, and she quickly put her hair down before he was reaching for it. She stopped him before he could kiss her and was startled when he was suddenly speaking while he gathered her in his arms.
"Please let me Kate," Castle told her.
About to speak, Beckett stopped herself when her husband bent to her ear and whispered into it before he pulled away and looked at her. She nodded and turned around in his arms before he was burying his face in her hair. She bit at her lower lip as he did that for a moment before slowly pulling away. "Are you going to go first?" she asked her husband with a smile.
"Yes," Castle said shortly, kissing at the back of her neck the best he could. He moved around her, climbing onto the top of the mattress, getting on his knees since he'd asked her about their position as well. When she was moving to join him, he took her hand gently so he could pull her to him for a kiss. He made that deep immediately and they had a hard time stopping though eventually they needed to. He breathed out heavily as he looked at her and then nodded to her before he held her to him.
Beckett glanced back at her husband while she lowered her body onto his, breathing a little roughly until she could feel his skin against hers. "How did-" she started to say. She ended up cutting herself off with a groan as her husband was gently grasping her breasts and she cried out as he lightly squeezed. "Rick… wait!" she gasped when he thrust up against her a little.
"Do you need more time?" Castle asked her, kissing at her shoulders.
"A little," Beckett breathed.
Not having any protest at that idea, since she had gone along with his desire for their position though he knew she wasn't that pleased facing away from him, Castle nodded and started to gently fondle her breasts. He knew he was doing a great job with the way she was moaning in pleasure in response to him, and he did that for a while before he moved his hand down.
Beckett was gasping at his touch, her clit throbbing once before he was rubbing at her a little harder. She couldn't help shifting her body, hearing her husband's groan of joy in response before she was moving a little more. "I don't…" she started to say before she had to stop as he wasn't, and the pleasure was getting a little too strong.
"Sorry," Castle breathed, though it was more by rote than how he felt at that moment. He forced his hand to move away from her and asked, "Are you good?"
"Yes," Beckett said firmly before she was bracing her weight to start pushing herself up and down on him. She was gasping while he groaned behind her, loving how he grabbed her tightly the best he could in their position. She faltered a little but did her best to recover as quickly as she could on him and began to bounce.
"Fuck love," Castle groaned to her. "You're… too good," he managed to get out without stammering since she wasn't going that slow. He then realized something and managed to tell her, "I'm going to slip out."
"It doesn't matter," Beckett assured him. "I'll… I'll get…" She found she couldn't continue as her husband was pulling her a little hard before their lips were meeting, and she was turning to kiss him. They started out a little slowly and when she realized she'd stopped she pulled away and told him, "Can we do this at the same time?"
"I think so," Castle said, though when they kissed again, they weren't moving. He didn't really care, his focus on tasting his wife when her tongue slipped into his mouth. He played along, soon sliding across into her mouth until they parted with a heavy gasp.
After she'd gotten her breath back a little, Beckett proceeded to move on her husband again, feeling his hands sliding across her hips as soon as she'd done so. She was a little distracted by his hands, a major feat since their friction was rough and her sex was throbbing around his member which was doing the same. He soon cupped her breasts after sliding them up her body and she was tense, feeling pure heat from his touch that built everything up within her. He played a little with her nipples, flicking them the best he could with his thumbs, and she had to stop.
"What-" Castle started to say in surprise as he had enjoyed having such intimate access to her body though he couldn't see it.
"Let me turn around," Beckett said.
"Sure," Castle said in a rush.
Startled at his tone of voice, Beckett waited to speak to him once they were coupled again and she was facing him while they were still on their knees. "I'm okay Rick," she told him firmly.
"Oh… I thought since you didn't like facing that way…" Castle said slowly.
Trembling; since her husband's hands were running up and down her back; Beckett shook herself before she said, "I don't, but a little here and there isn't bad love."
"No?" Castle asked. When she shook her head, biting a little at her lower lip, he couldn't help the groan that left his mouth and he leaned down. He kissed her deeply, hearing her moaning in reaction before he held Beckett tighter against him. He felt his body ache in desire as he could feel his wife's breasts against him, her nipples taut to his skin. He only did that for a little before he was very slowly pulling away from her and murmuring her name before he was moving.
"Oh Rick," Beckett breathed in joy as he bowed his head. "This is exactly… exactly what I wanted," she moaned when he'd proceeded to brush his lips along her breasts. She was gasping as he moved to her left nipple, suckling at it gently and making her say, "I… I need to… move… don't I?"
"No," Castle said though he wanted them to make love again. But he didn't want to stop just yet in pleasing his wife and only did so once he'd worked over both her breasts lovingly. "Kate," he murmured as he sat up straight. He leaned over, kissing her deeply, as their arms were wrapping around each other. He couldn't keep himself from grasping her ass, holding onto it tightly for a moment before his wife was pulling away from him and smiling slightly while she teased him lovingly.
"I'm guessing that's a hint for me?" Beckett asked him.
"Yes," Castle said. "Though I didn't mean to do it." He saw her slightly doubtful look and then told her, "Subconscious?"
Beckett laughed at him before he was groaning and she leaned over to kiss him before telling him, "Then we should start," keeping her lips close to him. She still didn't move though as they were kissing again and doing so for some time until she was carefully stopping him. She brushed her lips to his and holding onto him she proceeded to push herself up and down on him. They were groaning together since it was a continuation of the pleasure they'd been feeling before she focused on setting her rhythm. She started out slowly, trying to see what she could do before she sped up as much as she could without letting him slip from her.
Castle was trying not to lose himself to the need to climax though it was becoming more and more difficult each time she lowered her body onto his. He was holding onto her, trying to make sure she was still with him before they were suddenly kissing. They had to do so shortly as her movements were too rough for them to linger that long. He didn't really care, kissing her as hard as he could when they were together. But eventually they were too rough, and they had to stop, and he was holding her by her hips, making sure they were staying together still. "Kate… I'm going to…" he started to say.
"Yes," Beckett moaned to him; her arms wrapped tightly around his shoulders. She had her nails digging into them but didn't realize how hard she was doing that as she soon said to him, "Come Rick I'm going to… I need to," she nearly gasped out to him.
"Then come love, I'll… f-follow you," Castle told her firmly though he faltered with his building pleasure.
Beckett was planning to respond to her husband, but her orgasm struck her so hard she didn't immediately respond to him. But she was eventually able to cry out to him, "I'm coming… Rick… please… fuck me… Rick!" She felt him joining her, his release setting off another fire she couldn't stop herself, moving her clit against his skin repeatedly until she found her peak for a second time and was lost completely to her ecstasy.
Shocked his wife had been able to do that, Castle was holding to her tightly before he was falling after her. He had called her name the first time, but in his second climax he was silent in trying to withstand everything his body was making him feel. He was surprised the two of them weren't passing out fully as from their vocal reactions they were sounding nearly pornographic. But he could feel her stopping shortly after, leaning against him while he was thrusting as fast as he could in his position. He finally ceased his movements, thrusting up against her a few times at a frantic pace before they were breathing heavily against each other and still grasping onto one another. "Kate you… that was incredible," he breathed eventually when he could speak.
"It was," Beckett replied with a slight smile. She leaned over, kissing him, before they parted and she told her husband, "We're not going to stop, are we?"
"No," Castle said, kissing her sensuously before he moved her around to lay on her back. While she was wrapping her legs around him tightly, he was quick to begin moving, thrusting in her roughly as he knew she wanted him to do.
Feeling the way her husband was taking her, Beckett was doing her best to match Castle's rhythm, suddenly finding it easy since she knew they had a lot of time that night. She was feeling a rush of desire, reaching for her husband and holding him even closer to her body before he took her lips and she lost herself completely in him and their pleasure together.
"Kate."
Hearing the whisper, Beckett opened one eye before she glanced back at her husband to find he was slightly above her. She sighed and turned over onto her back before she smiled at him saying, "Morning?"
"Yeah, morning love," Castle told her, leaning over and kissing her lightly. "Tired?"
"If it's seven or earlier then we're going to have a problem," Beckett told him teasingly.
"It's almost nine fifteen," Castle told her.
"Then we're fine," Beckett said, sitting up. She smiled at her husband and said, "But what's wrong?"
"You said wake you up before…" Castle started to say before he trailed off. "Really?"
"Yes," Beckett commented before she laughed softly. "And we need to hurry."
"Sure," Castle said, moving to get on top of her as Beckett was laying down immediately. He kissed her deeply before he was gently rubbing her clit for a little until they were hurrying to get his erection inside of her and she was wrapping her arms and legs around him. Before he started to move, he was taking her right leg and putting it on his shoulder before he proceeded to thrust as hard as possible for him.
Beckett wasn't surprised to find she'd been more than ready for her husband, holding onto him with her legs while moving with him. After they had finally stopped, she was trembling still and holding onto his arms saying, "You… we have to stop."
"I know," Castle said once he was able to speak. "But I… just wanted one more time," he added seriously.
"Me too," Beckett breathed before her husband was gently moving away from her. She watched him while she sat up, smiling when his eyes roved over her body. "Rick," she said gently.
"Oh, I can look," Castle said in mock protest. He sighed and then leaned over, kissing her gently before he moved to get off the bed. "Shower?" he asked.
"Just a shower," Beckett told him firmly. "I want to go out for breakfast."
"Sure," Castle said quickly. "Where?" he then asked.
Smiling while she walked past him; since his hand went to her ass immediately; Beckett said, "Here," leading him into the shower. She turned on the water and after they had their arms around each other told him, "Tavern on the Green," not surprised when he was responding to her immediately.
"Sounds great, but I need to grab a reservation," Castle told her.
"Thank you," Beckett said, kissing him. She was startled when he left the shower and asked him, "Now?"
"Yeah, if we're going to have any hope getting out of here before two," Castle said, leaving the shower.
Beckett hesitated for a moment but knew her husband did need to make the call and she hurried to turn off the water before opening the shower door slightly. She was startled when he wasn't outside, and she sighed as she realized he'd gone to the bedroom. Rolling her eyes, she stepped out and grabbed a towel before waiting for him to come back in.
"Kate, I got…" Castle said as he walked in the bathroom. "What're you doing?"
"Waiting for you. What time are our reservations?" Beckett asked. When he made a slight face she said, "Ten right?"
"Yeah, I had to use my name but at least I managed to get a table for two," Castle said, startled when his wife was grabbing his towel at his waist before pulling him to the shower. He followed wordlessly and they were inside the stall again before getting under the water he turned on. They were going swiftly, washing themselves so they'd make it in time for their reservation, and soon dressing when he thought of something. "Do you have something to wear?" he asked her.
"This?" Beckett said in response, showing him the sweater she had.
"Just checking," Castle said swiftly. "Did you have going there in mind already?"
"No," Beckett said with a smile. "I was lucky."
"So am I," Castle replied. He threw on his clothes and returned to the bathroom to quickly brush his hair and went to his overnight bag to make sure everything was set with that. He turned to Beckett as she was leaving the bathroom with her makeup bag and said, "I'm all set."
"I will be right now," Beckett said.
"Are we taking a cab?" Castle asked her.
"I think we should just drive and park as close as we can get," Beckett replied.
"So we can just go?" Castle said.
Nodding, Beckett zipped up her bag and said, "Rick?"
"Yes?" Castle asked her.
"Were you planning on getting mimosas?" Beckett said.
"I was going to grab one of their mocktails; you can get them if you want," Castle replied.
"I'd rather get a mocktail too," Beckett said. "So I could drive."
"But-" Castle started to say.
"I'm driving," Beckett told him firmly. "You're going to get some sleep."
"I did though," Castle said.
"I'm driving Rick," Beckett said in the same tone of voice as she grabbed the keys from the table by the front door.
"Alright," Castle said with a sigh. He then took her bag before they were leaving, and he watched her locking the door. As they walked down the hall he said, "That was nice though."
"It was," Beckett said with a smile. "Don't worry though."
"Worry?" Castle asked her in surprise.
"I can tell, you're worried I'm not happy about leaving so quickly," Beckett said easily.
"No, just making sure," Castle said quickly.
Beckett laughed briefly while she was pressing the button for the elevators before she told him, "Thank you for being concerned, but we have the girls back at home."
Castle nodded as they stepped into a car where there were a few people, and they rode down with them before they were going down to where his car was. "Any idea what you want to get?" he asked her once the car was loaded and they were inside.
"You're asking already?" Beckett asked in amusement.
"I was wondering about us sharing two dishes," Castle replied.
"Sounds good," Beckett said, smiling at her husband and seeing he was looking at her in surprise.
"Great, we'll get back home quicker," Castle said. He smiled when she laughed softly before she was focusing on them leaving the parking garage. He glanced up at the sky and said, "Hopefully it doesn't rain that badly once we leave."
"It wasn't supposed to was it?" Beckett said, glancing at him as they were stopped at a light.
"No, but I hope we don't get thunder again," Castle said.
"The girls will be fine," Beckett said gently.
"True," Castle said before he was quiet to let her get a parking spot. When they were stopped, he said, "Last chance to have me drive."
"Last chance was back at the loft and we're set," Beckett said in mock exasperation before they were getting out together. She walked to him and let Castle take her hand before they were walking to Central Park and going to the restaurant. She wasn't surprised at everyone waiting but since they were in time for their reservation they were taken straight to their table. She heard her husband's huff of annoyance and glanced at him before they were ordering their drinks. "What's wrong?" she asked him with a smile once they'd been left alone.
"I was hoping we'd be sitting together," Castle replied. "But we'll do that at dinner. What sounds good?"
Laughing softly, Beckett said, "I know what you want to get already, the French toast."
"You know me too well, and the Eggs Benedict?" Castle asked. When she nodded, he was ordering from the waiter before they were left alone.
"I see that look in your eyes love," Beckett told him.
"What look?" Castle responded.
"That look that says you're thinking of this week," Beckett replied. "And that you don't want to write."
"No, I realize we need to," Castle said. "But we should spend a little time together outside of work."
Smiling Beckett said, "I think we can." She couldn't help laughing for a moment had how surprised her husband appeared, and she told him, "I enjoy being with you," in Irish.
"I can't really seem to get enough," Castle said, reaching for her hand.
"Rick, move the chair," Beckett told him firmly. She smiled again when he was doing so quickly, their chairs originally on opposite ends. But they were soon sitting next to each other and she watched the waiter coming shortly after with their drinks and she sipped her soda water-based drink before she and her husband tried each other's.
"Nice," Castle said. He then said, "Don't tell the girls we did this."
"They're not going to care," Beckett replied. "They'll be overjoyed we went out twice."
"True," Castle said, pretending to think that over. He then smiled and said, "But back to this week. I'm not asking for hours just-"
"When Josie's taking her nap, I know," Beckett interrupted with a quick nod. She then smiled and said, "And we'll see where the days take us."
"Where are we going to next?" Castle said.
"Well," Beckett said. "I wonder if we should just skip the idea of them hearing that argument before they find out about the murder."
"Red herring," Castle said simply.
"Yes, but I think it's too close to what we have for the murder," Beckett said slowly. "Why don't we have them hearing a maintenance guy grumbling under his breath going by and Moor thinks he says something about killing them."
"Oh, that's true," Castle said.
"But the argument can work for later," Beckett said quickly.
"When we're further," Castle said. At his wife's nod, while their waiter was setting down their plates; he turned his attention with her to their food where they began splitting what they'd gotten on the extra plates they'd been given. After they'd eaten for a while he said, "Good as always."
"It is," Beckett said. "Though to be honest I'm starving," she told him with a smile.
"Me too," Castle said, smiling at her and pulling her hand to his. He was going to kiss it but knew they'd be seen so he merely brushed his lips against it briefly before letting it go.
After they'd eaten in silence, Beckett said, "Did you want to do anything else? We have time before two."
Shaking his head, Castle told her, "I'd like to get home."
Smiling at him before taking a quick drink, Beckett said as she set down her glass, "So would I."
Turning his attention back to his food as his wife was doing the same, Castle finished it before he was paying, and they were leaving. They walked through the park to reach where the car was when he stopped her.
"Rick," Beckett said in amusement. "We need to go."
"Just this," Castle said. "Since I can't do it in the car," he added hurriedly before he leaned down to her and kissed her tenderly.
Beckett went along with it, as it was what she had been desiring herself after the interruption to their morning in the loft.
They were gentle, soon parting and Castle looked into her eyes before he said seriously, "I can't wait for Tahiti."
"Pervert," Beckett said with a brief laugh. "But neither can I, though we do have a few things before we reach that point." She then placed her hand on his chest and told him firmly, "And yes, we'll be together." She leaned into him then, wrapping her arms around him again and they kissed a little harder before they slowly moved away at the same time. She was smiling at him and telling him, "I love you Rick."
"I love you too Kate," Castle said.
The two exchanged another kiss after that, before Castle was taking Beckett's hand and they left the park, ready to return to their family. They didn't speak of it, but they were both feeling eager to do so, having a lot to occupy their time while autumn was passing at their Hamptons home.