"About a half hour," Beckett said. "What would you like to do?"
Castle was surprised when Julia hurried to her desk and got a notebook that was in a drawer, and she went back to them. With her holding it out to him he asked, "You want me to read?"
"This page," Julia replied.
"Okay," Castle said. "But what am I reading exactly?"
"It's my fanfiction, the Harry Potter one," Julia said.
"You got a chance to write more finally?" Beckett asked her with a smile.
"Yeah," Julia said. "But only a little bit." She was startled for a moment when her father handed the notebook to her and then realized what he wanted before she asked, "You want me to read it?"
"That would be nice," Beckett said before her husband could answer.
"Okay," Julia said though she had hesitated for a moment. She turned her attention then to her notebook and proceeded to read the scene she had finally managed to write for her parents.
Feeling pleasantly full for the second time in his eleven years, Harry hoped he wouldn't fall asleep walking with the rest of the first year Ravenclaws behind a female prefect who was calling to them. He was walking with Hermione, and they waved together at Neville as he went by them with a Hufflepuff male prefect. Looking at the staircase they were brought to, Harry's jaw dropped for a moment as one of the flights of stairs began to move.
"I decided to go with the movie," Julia said. "The book staircases were kind of meh."
Smiling at her making that noise, Beckett said, "That's why fanfiction is good for writers, you can create what you want."
Julia nodded and asked, "Keep going?"
"Go ahead," Beckett said before her husband was speaking hurriedly.
"It's not that long is it?" Castle asked.
Shaking her head Julia said, "I just decided to write them going to their rooms in the Ravenclaw Tower. That's it."
"Oh, then keep going," Castle urged her. "I'd love to see how you describe the common room."
"It won't be the same as the hotel and I don't talk about it too much," Julia replied.
"I didn't think it was going to be," Castle said quickly.
"I didn't either," Beckett added when their daughter looked at her. "Keep reading," she urged her. "You'll run out of time."
Nodding briefly, Julia turned her attention to her notebook again and picked up where she'd left off.
"You'll need to be careful of the staircase that leads to Ravenclaw Tower," the prefect, Penelope Clearwater told them. "It will swing around and take you straight down to the third floor if you don't greet Lady Stainthorpe in her painting."
Harry shared a look with Hermione at that bit of information, unsure if she was serious. But before he could say a word to his friend, they were walking up the stairs and continued for ages he felt as he was feeling more and more sleepy. But they finally reached a spiral staircase and he watched with the rest of the Ravenclaws as Penelope sketched a brief curtsey to the woman inside an enormous canvas.
"Good evening Lady Stainthorpe," the prefect said as the woman dressed in 18th century dress turned to look at them.
Though he had seen the paintings moving already, it still surprised Harry to hear her speaking warmly to them.
"Good evening young Ravenclaws," Lady Stainthorpe said with a smile. "Welcome to your new home."
"Thank you," Penelope said, motioning to the others to say the same.
"I wonder…" Hermione murmured as she and Harry were walking up the stairs.
"Wonder what?" Harry asked.
"If Joshua Reynolds was a wizard, she looks as if she's from his paintings," Hermione said.
Since Harry had never had the chance to see art very much, he only nodded in agreement and looked up the steps they were winding around until they reached a great wooden door with a bronze eagle on it.
"When you wish to enter," Penelope was telling them. "You'll need to answer a riddle."
"But… but what if we can't answer it?" Isobel MacDougal asked slowly.
"Then you'll need to wait for someone who can," Penelope said simply. She knocked at the door under the eagle, and it began to move before speaking.
"What belongs to you, but other people use more than you?" the eagle asked.
"You name," Hermione said before she covered her mouth.
"Good guess," Penelope told her with a smile as the door opened. She ushered them in and told them to stand around the statue of a young woman with a door that nearly matched the entrance to the common room.
"Nice," Castle said. "I'm surprised you got a riddle like that though," he added, not surprised when the girl smiled and then started to speak.
"I went on a website," Julia replied. "There were some really good ones there, so I'll have a lot to use."
"Good," Beckett said. She smiled when her daughter looked at her in surprise and told her, "It's okay, if it wasn't safe it would have blocked you from going."
Julia nodded and then said, "Keep going?" She smiled when both her parents nodded, and she then read again.
"This is Rowena Ravenclaw, the founder of our house," Penelope told them. "And this door here is to your rooms. You will have a room to yourself, and the platform here takes you to your room number which I will tell you shortly. When you wish to return here to the common room, step out of your room and say common room and the platform will retrieve you. Classes begin at nine and breakfast is served in the Great Hall at seven thirty. Welcome to Hogwarts."
As the prefect was passing out slips of paper, Harry turned to Hermione and said, "I wonder when our robes will have the Ravenclaw colors."
"I would imagine soon," Hermione replied. "It never said in Hogwarts: A History but everyone older than us has their house colors already."
Harry nodded, as Penelope was coming over to them, and saw his number was 107. He glanced at Hermione and saw hers was 104 and realized the numbers were the order of their sorting. He was going to speak to his friend when they turned as the prefect was urging one of their fellow first years into the tower.
The girl, Lisa Turpin, stepped inside and called out her room number, disappearing as the platform she was standing on rose.
As the girls gasped and the boys murmured in awe, Harry turned to Hermione and asked, "Would you want to meet here tomorrow for breakfast?"
"Oh yes," Hermione said with a wide smile. "Eight o'clock?"
"I'll see you here," Harry said with a nod before he watched as Hermione stepped up to take her turn. He waved at her when she turned back for a moment and then she was ascending to her room. He was next and stepped inside the tower before he looked up. He was a little startled at there being doors as far as he could see to the ceiling and small balconies surrounding them. He came back to himself then and said, "107," before the platform began to move. He marveled at how little sound there was and glanced at the rooms he was passing with their numbers in large bronze metal. He smiled and then looked to the door he was stopping at, seeing it was his.
Stepping onto the balcony, he looked behind him as the platform was returning to the bottom of the tower. He breathed out and touched the doorknob, marveling at it opening immediately. As soon as he was inside, the door closed behind him, and he locked it before he turned to look around his new home. He was smiling widely as the room was curved and his bed was as well against the side of the tower under the window. He could see he had his own bathroom, the tiles a rich blue that matched the hangings and bedclothes in the bedroom. He went to his desk and looked at the empty shelves above it, wanting to place his texts there already. But he knew he should change and sleep first, and he soon found his chest in a closet opposite the desk.
"That's too much," Julia said. "I should have written a lot less," she told her parents before her father was speaking to her first.
"No, you need to describe the room," Castle replied. "And you did it really well too, but I would rethink your beds."
"I know," Julia said with a nod. "It doesn't really make sense. I'll write that different whenever I can."
"How much do you have left sweetie?" Beckett asked her then.
"Just a paragraph, it's sorta long," Julia said a little anxiously.
Smiling at her tone, Beckett told her, "Go ahead but you'll need to go to bed after that."
Julia nodded rapidly before she went back to her notebook and started to read the last paragraph she'd written.
After he'd dressed for bed and washed up, Harry returned to his bedroom to find his robes had changed. Holding them up, he was awed to see the inside lining had changed from black to blue and the Ravenclaw crest was on the chest. Something came to mind then and he hurried to the closet, finding his clothes were hung and they all bore the blue and bronze of his house. What impressed him the most were his ties, once black was blue and bronze striped, and he reminded himself to talk to Hermione about it when he saw her the next day. Thinking of the next day, he yawned and decided he needed to get some sleep and went to his bed, slipping under the sheets and stretching out as far as he could. As he relaxed and closed his eyes, he thought of his first full day of Hogwarts, but only for a moment as he was fast asleep.
"Very nice," Castle said.
"He's right, you have a really nice set up with the tower," Beckett said.
"Thanks," Julia replied. "I have to go to bed?" she then asked.
"You do," Beckett said. She smiled when her daughter pretended to sigh in frustration before she went to put her notebook away in her desk. "You knew you needed to go," she told her when she'd walked back to her and Castle.
"Yeah, but I was hoping," Julia said, going to her father first.
"I don't blame you, but you do need some rest," Castle told her as they embraced tightly. He shared a quick kiss with her and then said, "I love you sweetheart. You're going to look beautiful dancing in Madison Square."
"Thanks Dad," Julia said, blushing. "I love you too."
"He's right you know," Beckett told her daughter as she came over to her. She wrapped her arms around her tightly before she said, "I love you sweetie, and don't worry about the case."
"I won't, I'm just hoping you can figure it out," Julia said. "I love you too Mom," she added with a smile. They shared a kiss, and she went to Macca and JoJo, hugging the two before getting under the covers. "I can't wait for Halloween," she told her parents as she helped her mother tucking her in.
"I don't blame you," Castle commented.
"Oh!" Julia said suddenly. "What about the party you're going to? You have to be excited for that."
"We are," Beckett said in amusement as her husband was looking at her. "But don't worry about that since that's not until Wednesday." She shook her head and told her husband, "That's a weird way to do it Rick."
"They said they were full," Castle replied with a shrug. He then smiled at her and said, "I guess some people wanted to do that."
"It sounds like it would be fun," Julia commented.
"We'll still go," Beckett said with a smile. When she was sure her daughter was set, she said, "Now you really need to go to sleep."
"I will," Julia replied. "Night," she told her parents.
"Goodnight Julia," Castle said.
"Sweet dreams," Beckett said, leaning over and kissing her forehead. She got up from the side of the bed and walked with Castle to the door where he closed the lights. They stepped into the hall shortly after and walked down to Josie's room to check on the baby. Seeing she was still asleep; she grabbed her husband's arm and they walked to Eliza's to see their second youngest was asleep. They went down to their room, hand in hand, and once they were inside she watched him close the door. "You're not going to lock it?" she asked him with a smile.
Pausing, as he'd been about to turn away, Castle saw that she was smiling and he went to the door to lock it swiftly before he said, "Kate?"
Not surprised her husband was looking at her questioningly, Beckett reached up to him and cupped his face before he leaned down to her, and they kissed each other deeply. When they parted, she said, "Is fusa iad seo a thógáil amach," watching as he froze for a moment before he responded to her saying 'these are easier to take off.'
"You're a vixen," Castle breathed, speaking in English since he couldn't translate the last word into Irish. He gathered her into his arms and pulled her close before they were kissing again, roughly as they'd done before. That time though they lingered and slowly parted, and he breathed to her, "Is féidir linn a bheith againn lena chéile?" asking if they could have each other.
"Yes," Beckett breathed before their lips were meeting yet again. Feeling the way her husband was gripping at her robe she knew their clothes weren't going to stay on for very long. So she pulled away from him when they needed to breathe and told him, "I need to take off my robe, I'm getting too hot," smiling at him at the same time. She turned to the bed and managed to toss it onto the table on the back of the bed before she was gasping as her husband pulled her to his front. "Rick," she breathed, feeling his erection against the small of her back and wondering when he'd gotten rid of his robe. But her train of thought was distracted when her husband reached underneath her pajama pants and panties, lightly rubbing at her mound. "Oh…" she moaned in pleasure. "Let me… wait."
Stopping immediately, Castle removed his hand and asked, "What do you want?" nuzzling against the side of her neck since her hair was up in a haphazard ponytail.
Beckett carefully slipped away from him and reached up, getting her hair down before she was taking off her pajama top. She was going to reach for the rest of her clothes when her husband was reaching for her and then pulling down her pants and panties at the same time. She smiled as he paused tossing them aside and said, "You can't be surprised."
"Not really," Castle admitted as he could see she was aroused already. He then leaned over and brushed his lips to hers before they were taking off his clothes. When they were finished, he kissed her again and followed her onto the bed since he'd whispered to her to lay down for him.
"How exactly?" Beckett asked her husband with a smile while she spread her legs wide and raised her hands to place them on either side of her head.
"Just like that, you made it so easy," Castle said, laughing with her before he leaned down to her, and they were kissing. They were sensuous that time and he was reluctantly pulling away from her before saying, "I really didn't think it was what you wanted."
"You saw how wet I was," Beckett told him, pushing herself up.
"I did… but that's a lot so… quick…" Castle said slowly. "You were before?"
"After I changed," Beckett replied as he was tucking some pillows under her. "I planned this, but only up to this point," she added.
"I thought so," Castle said, leaning over and kissing her deeply on the lips. After they had parted, he said, "I have my choice?" He was a little surprised when she was smiling at him and said, "Okay, then you and then we do… something."
"Fuck?" Beckett asked. She wasn't surprised when her husband shuddered in pleasure, and she cupped his cheek again before they were kissing tenderly. When they parted, she felt him going down to her neck and she sighed in pleasure as he proceeded to kiss at it before sucking a little at her pulse. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head as he became a little more forceful and she tried to remember to stop him before he could leave a mark. But he was fondling her left breast at the same time, and she couldn't do it before he was pulling away and speaking rapidly and apologetically at the same time.
"Love I'm sorry, I left a mark," Castle said, looking down at her neck.
"It's okay," Beckett replied.
"Are you sure?" Castle asked in surprise.
Nodding Beckett told him as she tried to pull him back to her, "I can put makeup on it."
Castle wasn't sure about it but knew from his wife's tone there wasn't anything else left to say about it. So he leaned down to her, kissing her lovingly before he slowly pulled away. He waited for her to say something, or direct him, but when she didn't he felt his heart starting to pound harder in his excitement. He went back to her neck and lightly kissed at her skin but made sure he pulled away from her before he could do anything more than that. He kissed around her collarbone and shoulders before he moved further down and proceeded to kiss her breasts, going over them very lightly as his wife was breathing harder and harder.
Seeing her husband moving to kiss at her nipples, Beckett closed her eyes tightly before she slid her fingers through her husband's hair. She gently scraped at his scalp while he proceeded to suckle at her until he went to her scar, lightly brushing his lips to it. "Rick, please don't tell me you're going to take that long," she told him.
Hearing his wife's urgency, Castle said, "I won't but you have to let me play just a tiny bit?"
"Just a little," Beckett said, wrapping her arms around him as he went back to her breasts and was sucking at them. When he stopped, she was about to beg him to do something else to pleasure her, but he was moving again and she held back. While she felt his lips trailing down her stomach, she was gasping as the trail of fire he left behind him was intense. When he reached her mound, she was nearly breathless as he flicked his tongue out to her clit. Her cries of pleasure almost startled her, and it took her a moment before she realized he was pulling away again.
Hearing his wife's nearly sultry call of his name, Castle was spurred on to move down to her folds, licking at them as delicately as he could. When he heard Beckett crying out, he continued to do that for a little longer before slipping his tongue into her entrance. Tasting her arousal he could have sworn his head started to spin and he moved her legs so they slung over his shoulders. He was soon moving his tongue in an up and down motion, his wife not stopping her crying out when he moved again.
Feeling his tongue in her, Beckett was gasping out in joy when a second later his fingers were rubbing at her clit. She couldn't help moving in reaction and felt her husband holding her down in response shortly after. She could have teased him about it, but the pleasure was building up too much and she knew she wasn't going to have much time before she broke. "Rick," she gasped out. "I'm going to come…"
Though he didn't want to, Castle pulled away and asked, "Is that what you want?"
"Please," Beckett gasped. She was biting her lower hip at his hands suddenly reaching up and lightly grasped her breasts. She arched her back so her mounds pressed against his palms, and she breathed heavily, "You're… oh Rick please don't stop licking my pussy!"
Castle wanted to tell her he wouldn't, but his ministrations made it impossible so he settled into bringing her to her climax. He was startled when she made him pull away and he asked, "What?"
"Can you do something for me?" Beckett asked him.
"Of course," Castle said, thinking she was going to ask him to focus more on her breasts. But when she related what she wanted he was startled enough she called him on that.
"Will you suck a little on my clit?" Beckett said. When her husband looked up at her with slightly widened eyes she said, "You don't want to?"
"No, this close to you coming?" Castle asked her.
"This close," Beckett said. She saw her husband hesitating and she smiled before cupping his cheek and telling him, "You can move when I start to come."
"I will," Castle said gratefully before he bent his head. He started to lick at her clit as soon as he could reach it, sucking it shortly after that before he raised his fingers to her entrance. Sliding them inside of her sex he was breathing out harder than he'd wanted to feeling how tight but wet she was at the same time. He wasn't surprised when his wife jerked against him in response, and he hurried to switch his fingers and mouth again.
Calling her husband's name a few times, Beckett was a little dazed at the way her husband was pleasuring her and a little unsure of how much time passed. When the waves of ecstasy stopped rushing through her body, she was almost trembling, sighing as he was lightly kissing several times at her sex. She let out a short cry when he suddenly licked at her swollen folds and said as he moved to lay down next to her, "What're you doing?"
"Just wanted to taste," Castle replied. "Before I moved."
"Okay," Beckett replied. She couldn't help laughing when her husband turned to her and she told him, "Sorry, I was enjoying this."
"It was good?" Castle asked, sliding his arm underneath her so he could hold her against his side.
"It was," Beckett said, knowing he was serious. They kissed deeply for a while and as they were doing that, she set her hand on his side and ran it down for a moment before she said, "My turn."
"Yes," Castle said seriously while he turned to lay where she had. As soon as he was settled, he reached up to his wife and wrapped his arms around her tightly before he murmured, "You're a goddess."
"Hmm, Sheik," Beckett replied as she lowered her head to his. They kissed deeply then, and she was quick to slip her tongue within his mouth so they could tangle their tongues together for a while. When they needed to breathe, she was the first to pull away and told him with a smile, "You're not going to stop me? Say anything?"
"I might tell you you're fucking amazing," Castle replied quickly, tangling his fingers through her hair.
"Good," Beckett told him, leaning down to him and kissing him as hard as she could. When they parted again, she told him, "I want you desperately Rick."
"Me to fuck you or my cock?" Castle asked.
"Both," Beckett said, pushing herself up so she was straddling him. She gathered her hair and pushed it behind her shoulders telling him, "But for now I'll do what I want."
Castle was a little surprised before she was moving, settling on his stomach and beginning to rock her sex against his erection. He swore heavily at the sensation and again when she stopped before he groaned out to her, "What are you doing?"
"I just realized I'm not that ready yet," Beckett said, pressing herself up a little and reaching down to her clit. She rubbed at it almost furiously before her husband was joining in and speaking at the same time.
"You don't want to just do that the whole time?" Castle asked. He was startled when she was pausing and he hurried to do the same before asking, "What's wrong?"
"No, we should," Beckett said. "But you need to help me."
"What about me?" Castle asked.
Smiling at her husband, Beckett leaned over so she could kiss him though they kept that quick. When she was sitting up again, she curled her hand around his member and started to gently rub up and down on him. She used her left hand to start rubbing at her clit again and was overjoyed when her husband was helping her once more. "Oh… Rick you… need to do something for you," she told him eventually as the pleasure was building rapidly within her. She bit at her lower lip before she told him, "Lig dom blas a chur ort."
Castle was a little surprised at that before he pulled his hand away from her and he watched her moving to lay between his legs. He groaned heavily as he then realized what exactly she'd meant by 'let me taste you' and he was reaching down to cup the back of her head. He thought she was going to take him all the way to his peak with that but was hissing heavily as she moved away from him. "Kate," he groaned.
"Don't worry," Beckett said, straddling him and reaching for his length with her left hand again before she was pleasuring herself and him at the same time. "Help me," she urged him.
Castle was quick to do so, and he was moving his fingers down to her entrance where he slipped them inside of her. They were moving their bodies shortly after together and he wondered what his wife wanted to do when they were going to climax. He somehow managed to ask her that and wasn't surprised when she was moving to hold his member against her clit so she could rub against it while she responded.
"I don't know," Beckett gasped before she shook herself a little. "No… I want… come on me… please?"
"If you do the same for me," Castle nearly growled at her as she was moving to the tip of his erection.
Beckett was about to ask him what he meant by that when it hit her and she nodded before telling him, "I will, I will," tilting her head back as she was moving with his fingers. She wasn't sure how much longer they were moving together but she finally couldn't take it anymore and she cried out to her husband in warning.
Though he hadn't had the chance to tell his wife he'd changed his mind, Castle went through with what he'd decided he wanted better, and he pulled her to him so she was straddling his head. He held her down to him, lapping at her sex for a while as she was crying out to him. When she had stopped, he was going to take her in his arms since he thought she was going to fall into them. But she moved instead to straddle him again and he was grabbing her by her hips.
"Don't stop me," Beckett told him sternly. When he'd shaken his head, she was taking his length in hand again before she was rubbing at it with her husband still holding onto her tightly. She was watching him closely while she used her other hand to cup under his member to help her. It didn't take very long before she saw he was about to reach his peak and she was moving her hand a little faster on hm. When he called her name she was ready, and as he came his release was going onto her body as she was hoping for. He was holding her hips still, though by then his fingers were digging into her and she couldn't deny she was feeling aroused by the sensation. He eventually stopped and she waited for him to calm down before she was going to ask him to help her in cleaning her off when he was talking almost groggily.
"If you want me to help you out then please just take my hand and use that," Castle told his wife.
Beckett smiled and then pulled her husband's hand up to her, beginning to use it to drag along her skin. She licked off his release and then said, "Who's picking now?"
"I have no idea," Castle replied, breathing out heavily as he looked up at her, one arm wrapped around her waist.
"No?" Beckett asked. When her husband merely responded by shaking his head she said, "Then it's up to me?"
"It's up to you," Castle replied.
Smiling again, Beckett got off her husband and moved to kiss him lightly before she said, "Thank you for that. But you need to decide with me."
"Sure," Castle said, sitting up and kissing her deeply. When they parted he said, "Make love or screw each other?"
Beckett laughed briefly and then said, "To be honest that I'll let you decide."
Castle wasn't surprised that she had said that, but he knew she was serious and he took a moment before he said, "Fuck."
"Yes," Beckett replied before she leaned into him, and they kissed intensely. She wasn't surprised when her husband laid her on her back while they were doing that but was when he moved away from her. "Rick…" she started to say as she watched him reach behind him.
"I had an idea," Castle said, reaching for the sheet. He drew it over them and since the lights in their room were all on he could still easily see his wife and he saw she was smiling. "So you approve?" he asked. He looked on while his wife was taking his hand and drew it down to her mound. When he slid his fingers around her folds, he was groaning at how wet she was while Beckett was gasping. "What about me? You should check on me," he told her.
Smirking at her husband, Beckett let go of his hand and pulled him almost roughly on top of her. She was relieved he moved to do so quickly and as they were pressed together she said, "Don't wait Rick. I've been waiting for this."
In response to that instruction, Castle leaned down and kissed his wife as fervently as he could before they slowly pulled apart from each other. Gazing into her eyes he said, "Want to help me?"
"I still need to check on you," Beckett reminded him. Biting at her lower lip, when her husband nodded seriously, she reached up shortly after to his erection and circled the end with her hand. She lightly rubbed her thumb against the tip and said, "I think you're ready."
"Then help me," Castle begged her before he started to move with her so they could get him within her. After the very tip of him was past her folds he felt her pulling away before he was thrusting into her hard to her cry of his name and his near yell until their hips were pressed flushed against each other. "Kate…" he breathed heavily.
"Please start," Beckett begged him. "I want to feel you fucking me." She was relieved when her husband nodded his head, and a moment later she braced herself as he was beginning to move in her body. She cried out in joy when he was rough immediately and she wrapped her legs tighter around him before she was doing her best to move with him. After they had managed to find a rhythm together, she let her hands drag around her husband's back to feel him. She was feeling his muscles flexing with the speed he was moving at, and it was adding to her pleasure. She started to rake her nails over his skin as he was shifting his hips to angle them down. Hearing their hips smacking together, she let out a few cries in response since the pleasure was sharp. His speed was making his length rub against her sex, and she was driven nearly crazy by the way he was doing that. She gasped when he suddenly moved them around and did her best to recover.
"I couldn't help it," Castle told her, his voice jumpy as she was taking over rapidly. He pushed himself up and wrapped his arms around her tightly to hold her against him, kissing her before they were parting to breathe with their exertions. He groaned her name once as she was rolling her hips around. "Fuck Kate," he gasped out. "You're so tight."
"I won't be able to do this for long," Beckett replied, stammering slightly because she wasn't unaffected.
"I wanted to see you fully in the light," Castle explained.
"Then you won't use the sheet again?" Beckett asked. When her husband shook his head, she stopped moving and leaned down to him, kissing him that time. Their tongues had met and were tangling together eagerly for a while until they had stopped as he had ended the kiss. "I couldn't do both at the same time," she told him in amusement as she knew what he was going to say. She brushed her lips against his and was going to ask him to lay her down and take her when her husband was speaking first.
"Could you do it again? Roll your hips?" Castle asked her. He wasn't surprised when she frowned and then said, "Just once."
Beckett immediately did that, and they were both groaning in pleasure at the sensation since it gave them a little stimulation. It wasn't enough and she told her husband, "Fuck me now, don't stop."
At her stern tone, Castle moved her onto her back immediately and was starting to thrust again. That time, without the sheet covering them, he could see her far better and he gazed at her and the pleasured expression on her face. He was trying to angle his hips down again but felt his wife's hand on his ass as she was gripping it tightly and he stopped. "Sorry," he breathed to her.
"No… I don't mind," Beckett said. "I wanted to feel you."
"Feel what?" Castle couldn't help asking her.
Beckett brushed her lips to his before she murmured, "You."
Castle was spurred by her tone to begin thrusting, trying to do so as hard as he had been already. He heard the satisfying smack of their hips and then felt her legs wrapping higher around his body. It made him move faster though it wasn't that much difference though he could tell Beckett didn't mind. He moved to kiss her then, slipping his tongue into her mouth and rubbing hers for some time until they had to stop. He was breathless and was trying to keep moving down against her clit when she suddenly seemed to break.
"Oh! Rick! Don't stop, please I want to feel… you… harder!" Beckett let out. She had her nails in his back and was moving a little discordantly with him so their rhythm was off. But her ecstasy was too much for her to care and it was even more so when her husband was joining her. She nearly climaxed for a second time feeling his release, but just managed to hold back before she was coming down from her euphoric high. Castle was still moving though, and she held him to her body to feel his thrusts better until he gave a final, rough, one and slumped against her. She stroked the back of his head and kissed the side of it before murmuring, "I loved that."
"Good," Castle was able to say. He stopped there though as he needed to regain his strength and once he had he said, "You didn't mind the sheet, did you?"
Beckett laughed softly and said, "No," shaking her head. "It's nice to do that once in a while."
"A long while," Castle said, carefully withdrawing from her. He lay on his back and wrapped his arm around her when she pressed against his side and he told her, "What do you want to do now love?"
Biting her lower lip, Beckett said, "I think we should go to the table."
Castle opened his mouth to speak before he paused and then said, "Okay… your robe is in the way though."
"Then move it," Beckett told him.
Studying her, Castle leaned over and kissed his wife as hard as he could before he left her reluctantly and hurried off the bed. He took off her robe and set it aside in time to see her walking up to him. He stared at her intently to watch her doing that, trying not to grasp his erection though he finally couldn't stop himself and did so. She reached him by then and he looked on as she cupped under his member, and he groaned in joy when she squeezed gently before she spoke teasingly to him.
"You know you're a pervert," Beckett said.
"I'm not alone touching myself," Castle nearly wheezed out to her.
"No," Beckett said with a smile. "But you started it."
"Because you're gorgeous," Castle told her, letting himself go and grabbing her. He was relieved when she let him go as well and they were grasping at one another tightly while they were kissing passionately. He slid his hand to the small of her back and pressed on it before he was reaching down to her ass.
Arching her back, Beckett pulled away from her husband and ended their kiss before she said, "You're ready?"
"Yes," Castle said firmly before he was kissing her again. He did so deeply but didn't do that for very long before he was moving to lift her onto the table and said, "I'm not going to be able to stop."
"I wouldn't have walked around to you if I wanted to," Beckett said simply. She watched him as he slid his hands up her sides and she smiled as he was soon cupping her breasts. She grew serious quickly as she leaned against him and said, "You don't want to start?"
"Not just yet," Castle replied before he gently fondled her mounds. When she moaned, he leaned down and brushed his lips over her nipples before she was pulling him up to her. "No?" he asked as he straightened up.
"No," Beckett echoed, and she pulled him against her before he was grabbing her hips. She let him pull her to the edge of the table and once she was ready, she helped him in getting his erection inside of her. She gasped when he first slid inside which turned into a heavy cry while he thrust roughly until he was sheathed within her tightly. She was breathing roughly when he remained still, and she cupped the back of his head asking, "Good?"
Castle let out a heavy groan of pleasure into his wife's shoulder before he recovered and he pulled back to tell her, "Yes. I was going to make love to you."
"I know," Beckett replied, intending to smile though the pleasure of their coupled bodies kept her from doing that. Instead she made him move to her and brushed her lips to his telling him, "Hurry."
Castle's response was to kiss her again and as hard as he could until they were slowly parting, and he held onto the table to start moving. He was immensely pleased when she began moaning in response to his speed and he couldn't help kissing her again. He felt her legs wrapping around his waist while she was responding to him and for a moment he wondered why she wasn't holding onto him with her arms. But as he felt their hips slapping together a little harder, he realized she was holding the table as well so she could move. He looked down at her hands, wishing he could grab them, but he was determined to bring her to her peak as fast as he could.
Gasping and tilting her head back, Beckett was moving her legs, placing her feet flat on his hips and feeling him faltering a little after the first thrust. "Don't stop," she gasped out to him.
"I won't but…" Castle started to say. He had to pause when with her move she was a little tighter around his length and he needed a bit to process that. But once he had it, he was thrusting again and he told his wife, "Talk to me love."
"You…" Beckett began. But like her husband she had to take a moment before she could tell him, "I don't want to stop… I want to feel you… fucking me… like this again."
"Is it good?" Castle asked her huskily, his face close to hers.
Beckett didn't have a chance to answer that, as her husband's lips were taking hers and she was involved with that for some time. When they finally stopped, she was breathing a little hard, but not enough to keep her from finally speaking. "It is… it's why I want you more," she breathed out. They kissed a second time, and she was moving to wrap her arms around her husband tightly before she broke, her orgasm hitting her roughly and making her eyes roll back into her head. She was a little lost to time at that point and was almost startled by Castle joining her. But it was lost quickly since she was enjoying the sensation so greatly, and when she calmed down she held her husband until he gave one last thrust, nearly pushing her back on the table. Stroking his hair, she didn't say anything for a while, merely let him recover before he was pulling back to look at her while he began to speak.
"At some point we'll take it easy," Castle said.
Beckett couldn't help laughing at that, though her husband was groaning in response before she said, "We will, but not yet."
Castle wanted to respond but knew he needed to get them back to the bed so he instead moved away from her and helped her down before he kissed her. He hadn't meant to do that, but the temptation was too much and feeling her responding to him he was deepening it before they were holding onto each other again. He wasn't sure how long exactly they were involved with that and once they parted he said, "We're going back."
"Okay," Beckett said in amusement as she knew he was saying that to himself. She was about to start walking to the bed when her husband was picking her up and she let out a gasp before she was on the mattress. "Really Rick?" she asked him teasingly while he moved to join her.
"Yes," Castle said. "And it wasn't that far," he added.
"Which is why you didn't need to do that," Beckett replied in amusement. She leaned over and kissed him lightly on the lips before saying, "Are we starting right away?"
"No," Castle said, grabbing her and laying her on her back before he was crushing his lips to hers. She was responding to him, and they were tangling their tongues together, rubbing and slipping against the other until he watched her as she was gasping for air. "Too much?" he asked her.
"No, you're pressing against me," Beckett replied.
Castle stared into her eyes and leaned down, kissing her deeply again though he didn't let it last for that long as he wanted to speak to her. "You hate it?" he asked her.
"Yes, I want it inside of me," Beckett replied. When they were kissing again, she was moaning into her husband's mouth while he was somehow managing to slip his erection inside of her. She didn't care, wrapping her arms and legs tightly around him before she was beginning to move with him. They were quick and when they had reached their peaks she was sighing in her joy as they recovered and when her husband raised his head to look down at her she said, "I think that's where we have to stop."
"I know," Castle said. He wasn't surprised when his wife looked down at him as he withdrew from her and said, "I don't know why."
"It doesn't matter," Beckett said, smiling reassuringly at him. She pushed herself up and leaned over to kiss him before telling him, "I love you Rick."
"Goddess," Castle breathed to her before they kissed again. "I love you too Kate," he then said. "We couldn't just lay down for a little before we sleep? Cuddle?"
Smiling at his wording, Beckett brushed her lips to his and told him, "Come on," as she laid down and he grabbed the covers before joining her. She kissed his shoulder before she pressed to his side and said, "What's wrong Rick?"
Looking down at her, Castle breathed out heavily and said, "You could tell."
"It wasn't hard to," Beckett replied. "And so you know, I don't care."
"I was hoping you might not," Castle said. "Though I still hate myself for going to places like that."
"We talked about that already love," Beckett said as she tilted her head to kiss at his jaw gently.
"They weren't being mistreated, were they?" Castle asked.
"Not that I could see," Beckett replied after recalling the bar for a moment. "The woman at the bar was normal, the waitresses we passed seemed to be surprised at Brad being there in uniform and the two dancing I told you about were just… dancing. And because it's a Monday there weren't too many men there really. I think just some there for a late lunch."
"Okay," Castle said.
"Do you want to go back to it?" Beckett asked him.
Looking down at her in shock, Castle said, "No."
"Just making sure," Beckett said in slight amusement before she kissed him. When they stopped and parted she said, "Though I've told you, if you want to visit those places I couldn't stop you."
"And you'd hate I was going," Castle said simply. When she kissed his chest he then said, "I'm not planning on it; I don't need to." He held her closely to him and said, "After tonight I'm not sure why you'd think it."
"I don't," Beckett said simply. "I'm just letting you know I'm not stopping you if you want to."
"I knew, thank you," Castle replied. "But I want you Kate, just you," he told her before they kissed yet again. When they parted, he wanted to touch her, but she was cuddling closer to him as she was starting to speak.
"Would you be able to do anything in the morning?" Beckett asked. She could feel his hesitation and she asked, "What is it?"
"I could do something right now," Castle said. When his wife pressed herself up so she could look at him he said, "I could."
Beckett was going to comment on the fact that he'd been half erect when they'd stopped making love, but his fingers were lightly rubbing her clit and making her moan. "Wait," she told him, taking his wrist carefully. "If we do it's going to need to be fast."
"That wasn't what I had in mind," Castle told her seriously.
Biting her lower lip Beckett asked him, "What did you?"
Castle's response to that was to kiss her, keeping it short and simple, before he was pulling away and helping her sit up against the headboard. Once she was set, he reached down to her breasts and cupped the right carefully before he said, "It's not just this."
"Are you afraid I won't want to?" Beckett asked him.
"Slightly," Castle confessed.
"Tell me first," Beckett said. When her husband whispered to her she was surprised for a moment before she smiled widely at him as he pulled away. "Okay," she said simply.
"O… alright," Castle said before he was leaning over and kissing at her breasts. He forced himself to stop shortly after he'd begun and got off the bed to pull the covers down. He turned back to watch as Beckett got up and went over to the window before he said, "You didn't have to walk so far."
"That depends, do you want me to run?" Beckett asked him.
"That's up to you," Castle replied since he'd left that up to her relaying his request to her.
"I won't," Beckett said. "I could but not much will move."
"It doesn't need to," Castle said in slight frustration. "Please come here, now," he begged her as it hadn't taken him very long to become erect watching her.
Beckett smiled and then walked quickly over to him saying, "I'll meet you halfway."
"I loved that," Castle said seriously, staring up at her intently.
"That's a relief," Beckett told him teasingly. She watched him then as he pulled her onto his lap and she caressed his hair, lightly raking his scalp while he was caressing her breasts. "Rick," she said softly.
"Yeah?" Castle asked her.
"You enjoy them?" Beckett replied.
"Immensely," Castle said seriously as he was leaning down. Kissing her mounds, he spent a while there before he said, "Can we?"
"Yes," Beckett breathed before she moved off his lap and lay in the middle of the bed.
"I adore you Kate," Castle told her huskily, even more aroused by the sight of her body bared and ready for him.
"Come here Rick," Beckett said. "I want to feel you again."
"But this isn't the last time is it?" Castle asked, hovering above her.
"No," Beckett replied before she pulled him down onto her and they were kissing hungrily. At the same time she could feel her husband sliding with her body and she wrapped her arms and legs around him to hold him tight to her when they were shortly after coupled again.
Castle and Beckett were soon moving slowly together and the room was filling with whispers and sighs as they were relishing in their intimacy and letting everything else leave their minds so they were focused on just each other. In that moment their pleasure was paramount, and they took advantage of the time they had left until their need to rest before their return to their family and investigation the next day.