"Hey."

"Hey, oh good. I didn't want to scare you," Darnley said while he was walking up to where his friend was sitting in her gazebo. "Are you surprised?"

"No, but I'm going to get annoyed if you stand outside and talk to me from there," Beckett told him in amusement. "Come and sit with me."

Since she'd spoken so sternly even while she was smiling, Darnley was soon doing the same and he hurried around the yard until he could head down the patio to the gazebo. "You're out here on your own?" he asked once he was walking under the roof.

"Not now," Beckett said with a smile.

Laughing for a moment, Darnley asked, "I'm assuming you're going to be joined by your husband?"

"I am," Beckett replied. "He's right there in the kitchen."

Turning his head to find she was right, Darnley said absently, "I should go."

"No," Beckett told him. "He's going to take a little bit."

"Oh…" Darnley said, turning back to her. "Wait, how do you know?"

"Because he's seen you, he's on his phone right now to let us have some time together," Beckett replied.

Darnley frowned for a moment before he said, "I'm only doing this because I wanted to see you."

"That's a good enough reason," Beckett told him with a smile. "And you can," she added firmly.

"Of course I can!" Darnley exclaimed, smiling when his friend laughed. He hugged her and told her, "I'm so happy to have the rest of the week here at the home."

"Getting used to it?" Beckett suggested.

"Well… to be honest to get used to having that big of a house now," Darnley replied. "I never thought we'd ever have one this big."

"You're not worried about getting lost, are you?" Beckett asked.

"Not really… did you?" Darnley started to say before he realized something.

"No," Beckett said. "Rick took me around the first time we'd come here and again when we came with Julia. Plus, the layout isn't that hard to remember."

"Yeah, I'm sure we'll get used to it too," Darnley replied. He then smiled and said, "But I guess I'm not doing that being over here."

"You were going to walk around your house?" Beckett asked.

"Sure," Darnley said. "My husband probably wouldn't like it, but why not?"

Laughing, Beckett said, "Is he waiting for you?"

"No, he knows I came over here," Darnley replied. He then said with a sigh, "And he's trying out the tub in our bathroom."

"Then why are you here?" Beckett said.

"He wanted to do it alone," Darnley said, shrugging his shoulders.

"Did you suggest it to him," Beckett said in amusement.

"No, he told me he was going to take a bath and I said I'd like to come over to see you," Darnley told her. "Well, I should say I told him I'd try to see you since I wasn't sure how it was going to work out exactly."

"You make it sound so serious," Beckett told him teasingly. She couldn't help laughing when her friend was wrapping his arm around her and they hugged quickly before she said, "Remember when you would come over and pretend it was just a casual visit?"

"You were my only friend in the city," Darnley said, smiling at her.

"I wasn't," Beckett said simply.

"My closest?" Darnley asked her before he was laughing with her and they were hugging briefly before they parted and he said, "Remember the last time I did that? Before I left?"

"I do, but isn't that kind of sad to remember?" Beckett said with a slight frown.

"It turned out to be a nice night," Darnley told her.

"All night," Beckett said, laughing softly while her friend was nodding his head and she couldn't help recalling the night he was talking about when she'd been alone in her apartment's living room, reading one of Castle's books when there was a knock on the door.

"Hey," Beckett said with a smile, seeing it was her friend. "How come you came over?"

"I was walking around and decided I should come up," Darnley said. "See how you were."

"Really?" Beckett asked, crossing her arms over her chest. "Then what exactly is in your bag?"

"Can I come in?" Darnley replied. When she stepped aside to allow him in, he took his bag off his shoulder and then told her, "I lied."

"I knew," Beckett said immediately.

Smiling at her, Darnley reached into the bag at that point and took out a bag of popcorn kernels and said, "I was thinking of a movie."

"Just popcorn?" Beckett asked.

"Do you have any wine?" Darnley asked her.

"Some," Beckett replied. "Let's get the popcorn ready."

"I'm right behind you," Darnley said eagerly before they were walking together to her kitchen. He took charge of the popcorn machine she'd been given by her father and watching the kernels inside he asked his friend, "How's your dad?"

"He's good, he had to go to a meeting yesterday, but he said it was soothing to talk to the others," Beckett said.

"Is he still going to a therapist?" Darnley inquired.

"He is," Beckett said with a nod, putting away the bottle of white wine she'd poured from. "And luckily he's settled into it now," she added. "What movie did you want to watch?"

"I'm thinking a comedy, I'd like something to laugh at," Darnley told her as he was getting the popcorn ready with some salt. He picked up the large bowl she had for that purpose and they went to her couch before he asked, "One of yours or the TV?"

"Let's check on the TV," Beckett answered before she was turning it on and starting to flip through the channels.

"Leave this one," Darnley told her. "Planes, Trains and Automobiles."

"I'm not surprised," Beckett commented. "It's almost Thanksgiving." She wasn't surprised when her friend merely nodded and she said, "I'll leave it." Watching the movie with her friend, she wasn't surprised when he was leaning against her and she was quiet, knowing his date the night before hadn't gone well. She wrapped her arms around him, trying to give him some comfort she knew he wanted coming over to her place.

"I was so glad you didn't bring up my date," Darnley told Beckett.

"I couldn't," she replied. She then smiled and said, "You needed a movie night."

"Boy did I ever," Darnley said before he was hugging her. She responded and he soon said, "I better go. Your husband's been really patient, and I think mine has too."

"Most likely," Beckett said before they were standing up and she said, "We'll see you. And by see you I mean you need to say first instead of me."

Darnley was laughing and then said, "Fine, but you do realize I wouldn't mind you calling me."

"We have a lot to focus on," Beckett told him. "But maybe lunch one day."

"I'll let you know," Darnley said before he squeezed her hand and they said goodnight to one another, walking back down the patio and waving to Castle still in the kitchen as he went.

Watching her friend go, Beckett turned around to her husband when he came out the kitchen door and said, "Thank you for letting us talk."

"I had a feeling he might come over," Castle answered, smiling at her. "And I thought I should let you have that time alone," he added. "Since you can."

"Were you listening to us?" Beckett replied though she was smiling at the same time.

"I didn't," Castle said firmly. "Here," he told her, giving her the tumbler that had some Jameson in it. When they were sitting together he said, "What do you think about going to bed after this?"

"I think I have to agree with you," Beckett said.

"Have to?" Castle asked in surprise as he looked at her.

"Look at how much whiskey you gave us," Beckett replied, though she was still smiling.

Castle frowned for a moment and then said, "Yeah… that was just because I didn't think you'd want a lot."

Beckett leaned over, kissing her husband's cheek and telling him, "I don't, thank you."

Castle nodded before they were taking their first sips and he soon asked her, "What did you talk about, if I can ask?"

"You can," Beckett replied. She deliberately didn't say anything else and was smiling when he looked at her, obviously startled when she didn't continue. "Sorry love," she told him, wrapping her free arm around him before he did the same to her. She related what they'd spoken about and even told him about the night they'd remembered as well.

"I can imagine the two of you," Castle said as his wife leaned her head on his shoulder. "And I'm so glad he's gay."

"I wouldn't have been his type if he was straight," Beckett replied.

"African American?" Castle asked her. When she nodded he said, "When did he know that was what he wanted?"

"In sixth grade," Beckett replied. "It's also when he realized he was gay," she said. "He told me there was a new kid in his class after Winter Break and he was bullied one day, because of the color of his skin of course. Patrick went with a couple of his friends and got him away from the two boys trying to beat him up and the boy became their friend. As the year went on, they spent more and more time together and kissed around the end of the school year. But he had to move since his father got a new job and he lost contact with him."

"And after that he gravitated to African-American men," Castle stated instead of asking.

"He did, it wasn't a conscious choice of course, but neither was it with the boy in sixth grade," Beckett added. "So I'm not surprised Trevor caught his eye."

"And he assisted with his case," Castle pointed out to her. "That always helps."

Beckett rolled her eyes, though she was smiling at the same time as she told him, "You're too full of yourself sometimes."

Watching her stand up, Castle thought for a moment she was angry, but she turned back to him and took his glass.

"Come with me," Beckett said softly since her husband had looked back up at her when she'd gotten his tumbler. She walked into the kitchen, knowing he was behind her before she went to the sink and rinsed out both glasses quickly of the last of the amber liquid in them. She wasn't surprised when her husband was wrapping his arms around her tightly from behind and she smiled before telling him, "I was just thinking of something."

"What's that?" Castle asked, nuzzling her hair with his nose and catching the rose scent it was infused with and feeling his desire for his wife rising.

"That I never collected on my wins from our air hockey games," Beckett replied, biting at her lower lip when she could feel her husband freezing behind her.

"W-what do you want?" Castle said, unable to help stammering since she was feeding his arousal doing that.

"We need to be in our room before I tell you," Beckett said. She turned around in his arms and wrapped hers about his neck saying, "But I want to check on the girls first."

"Sure," Castle said immediately before they were letting go of one another at the same time and holding hands. They went down the hall on the second floor to Josie's room first, going up to the crib to see their youngest was sleeping peacefully. Standing for a while together there, he only moved at his wife gently squeezing his arm before they were looking in the doorway of Eliza's room.

Beckett watched Rita raise her head to look at them before the Hound was laying back down and stretching out. She smiled before turning her gaze back to her daughter and seeing Eliza was still fast asleep. In the doorway to Julia's room, the girl was asleep as well, her arms around Macca's neck since the Wolfhound was on his side next to her. She took her husband's hand at that moment and they walked quietly across to the other side of the house before she said, "I wanted to us to read together until we sleep."

Castle was startled and he said, "Are you sure?" When she nodded, he couldn't help frowning and then asked her, "That's what you want to collect on your wins?" She nodded again and he fought hard to keep the disappointment from appearing on his face as he said, "Sure."

Watching her husband, Beckett knew what he was going through, and she went to the closet while he was changing in the bedroom before she closed the door. She felt a little bad, but she had decided on what she wanted and only hoped her husband wouldn't mind in the end.

When he was changed fully, Castle sighed and went to his side of the bed, sitting and grabbing his book before he started to read. He tried to focus on the text, but he soon found it more and more difficult as his arousal wasn't going away. He was about to close the book and see what his wife was doing; intending to open the door to the closet when he realized he was going against what she wanted. That made him focus on the book even more, and he nearly jumped in surprise when his wife called his name next to the bed. "Hey, you… sorry, I got into this book," he said, shaking his head. "You didn't want to read this one, did you?"

"No," Beckett said, smiling at him. She then said, "But I think I changed my mind."

"Again?" Castle said in mock frustration.

"Yes, again," Beckett replied, reaching for the tie of the robe before she was pulling it loose. She pushed it off her shoulders so it could fall to the ground and said, "Not really again, I never intended to read. Forgive me?"

"I wasn't angry at you," Castle breathed as he watched her intently. She was wearing her black negligee and he was about to toss away his book when she was taking it from him. He was watching her, entranced, while she leaned over his nightstand and he couldn't stop staring at the side of her right breast.

Turning to him, Beckett said, "I still haven't collected you know."

"No, but I'll do anything you want," Castle said huskily to her when he looked up into her eyes.

"Of course you will," Beckett said, reaching for him and cupping his face in her hands. She leaned down to him, kissing him gently on the lips before she was gasping as he suddenly grabbed her. "You don't want to hear what I'm demanding?" she asked before she was letting out another gasp as her husband was burying his face in between her breasts. She felt a shiver of delight go through her as her husband's breath was hot on the skin there and was making it moist. "Rick," she moaned as his hands reached down to cup her ass firmly.

"I know, I can't stop," Castle said, his voice muffled since he wasn't moving his face from where he was.

"You need to though, this isn't going to help either of us," Beckett said with a smile.

Groaning, Castle pulled away and stared up at his wife lovingly before he asked, "What're we doing?"

"First take off your clothes," Beckett said, taking a step away from him so she was out of his way. She couldn't help smiling as her husband was jumping up and racing to remove everything before she stopped him while he was reaching for his boxers.

"Are you taking them off?" Castle asked, unable to help his eagerness seeping into his tone.

"I am," Beckett said, glancing up at him. "Don't stop me, don't say anything." She was only slightly startled when he inclined his head once before she was tugging the waistband down until it was off him enough for his erection to raise up against his stomach. She felt her husband's hands on her back while he was lightly gripping her and she whispered, "Sit, please."

"Just this first," Castle told her, his voice husky. He grabbed her, bringing her to him before they were kissing deeply while they held onto one another tightly. Eventually his hands reached underneath her negligee and he squeezed her ass, ending the kiss as he caused her to gasp and jerk up against him. "You're so fucking beautiful Kate," he told her roughly before brushing his lips against hers.

"Sit Rick… I want to start," Beckett replied. When her husband was swift to do that for her, she smiled and then said, "Careful," as his length nearly sounded like it smacked his stomach.

"It's fine, ready for you," Castle told her.

Biting her lower lip at how eager her husband's voice was, Beckett knelt in front of him and told him, "Pervert."

"Very, and for you," Castle replied. When his wife leaned up to him, he bent his head so they could kiss, their tongues tangling together for a moment before they parted. He watched her sit up straight again before he was watching her sliding the straps of her negligee off her shoulders so it felt to her waist. He reached down, gently stroking her breasts with both his hands and watching Beckett's eyes flutter closed shortly after he'd begun. He was moving to her nipples, lightly playing with those until she reached up to take his hands, brushing her lips to them and speaking.

"Remember what I said," Beckett told him. "Don't stop me."

"I won't, I promise," Castle replied huskily as he was turned on heavily even with her light kisses.

Beckett studied him for a moment before she was moving, letting go of his hands and reaching for his erection. She didn't look up at him while she moved so she was against the bed and in between his legs, taking the rigid length and pressing it in between her breasts. At that moment she looked up at her husband, seeing he was staring at her and his eyes were nearly black with arousal.

Since he had always stopped her from doing that, Castle realized he had been controlling her in that as he could tell that his wife was enjoying the action though she merely held her breasts closer together. "If you… if you want to move," he managed to somehow gasp out to her. "I'm going to fucking explode on your face… I don't… didn't want to- Kate!" he groaned when she interrupted him by pushing her body up and down around him and he moved with her before he could stop himself. He felt his wife licking the very tip of his erection and he nearly yelled her name since he looked down to see she was lapping at it by bending her head. He tried to speak, to beg her to stop doing that, but he found it was pointless and he was warning her he was about to come.

Beckett was ready for him, moving back so his release was on her breasts instead of her face as she knew he had feared. She smiled when her husband was collapsing back on the bed, breathing roughly and she was working to keep his come from sliding very far down her body. "Are you okay?" she asked when he sat up after resting for a little.

"Yeah," Castle breathed heavily, cupping her cheek. "You really didn't have to do that for me, but I am so, so glad you did."

"Will you let me do that more?" Beckett asked.

"You liked doing it?" Castle asked in response. When she merely nodded, he did the same and was going to lean down again to kiss her when she was taking his hand, kissing it. "You want me to…" he started to ask, trailing off.

"I do," Beckett whispered gently before she watched him dragging his first two fingers along his release still on her skin. As she started to lick his fingers clean, she felt an intense frustration at the taste of his come. By the time her breasts were clean, she was throbbing through her entire body, not only her sex. She stood up and was going to head to the bathroom when her husband stopped her.

"You don't need to," Castle told her, kissing around her breasts after he'd finished speaking. Once he had gone around the mounds a few times he said, "You now?"

"My second win?" Beckett asked him. She couldn't help laughing at her husband nodding his head rapidly and she kissed him tenderly before they parted, and she moved to his ear.

His eyes widening while she spoke, Castle pulled back enough to look into her eyes and he said, "I can do that."

"Pervert," Beckett told him in amusement before they kissed again. They were a little rougher before they moved, and she was climbing onto the bed. When her husband joined her, she was quick to kiss him and they spent a while doing that before they brought in touching one another. Since his body was fully exposed, she couldn't stop herself and brushed her fingers along his length and below it, loving the way he groaned though it didn't stop their kisses. After they stopped, she said, "Do you want this off?"

"It's-" Castle was going to say to give her the choice to take off her negligee before she was stopping him with a kiss. When they parted, he said, "I've been tempted to tear all that off you."

"Luckily it isn't a lot," Beckett replied before they were kissing again. When they had parted, she let her husband move out of the way so she could sit up on her knees and together they got her negligee off. She wasn't surprised when Castle was grabbing her and kissing her, rough against her lips before his hands were roaming all over her body. It made her almost weak with her unsatisfied desire and she wasn't sure how much longer she was going to be able to take before her husband was pulling away from her lips very slowly. Staring into his eyes she was about to beg him to touch her before he was asking for that exact same thing to her surprise when he suddenly began to speak.

"Could I touch you love?" Castle asked gently though he was looking at his wife intently.

"Yes," Beckett replied easily before they were kissing each other again. She held onto her husband, turning towards her right side a little so she was more comfortable. Once they had parted, she was breathing a little harder since they'd been passionate and when she'd caught her breath, she realized he hadn't touched her. She was about to tell him that when he carefully made her lay back and she looked on while he was running his hand over her thigh. She bit her lower lip as her husband was squeezing her leg tightly for a moment and she couldn't help telling him, "I didn't mean that."

"I'm working my way to it," Castle assured her. He wasn't surprised when she called him a pervert but was when she suddenly moved so they could kiss. He let their tongues tangle together and once they parted, he murmured, "I will now," when it had suddenly hit him how long his wife had been waiting to have some kind of satisfaction. He moved his hand to her inner thigh and slid it up to her sex, starting with gently fingering her clit as he watched her crying out and shifting against him. He did that for a while before gently moving the very tip of his index finger around her folds.

Feeling her husband pause Beckett told him, "You know I've been waiting this whole time."

"Yeah," Castle replied while his finger was slipping along her.

"Here," Beckett told him as she moved his fingers to her entrance before she let him slide them in. She moaned softly when he used his first two fingers and as soon as he began moving she was thrusting with him, gasping since he was using his thumb on her clit. She let herself get lost in the sensations he was making her feel; as he was fondling her breast he could reach with his other hand; and was shocked when he moved away from her. "Rick-" she started to say while watching him move. She was cut off when he buried his face in between her legs and she was crying out heavily as the pleasure was instantaneous. Her legs were thrown over his shoulders by her husband and she clutched at the bed, knowing she didn't have much time left as he was continuing to add to the tight coil of pleasure she was feeling. When she finally did break, she cried out his name a few times, trying not to hit him though it was hard to remember since the ecstasy running through her was intense. When she finally stopped, she could feel her husband still licking at her until she relaxed fully and sighed in her pleasure.

Remaining where he was a little longer, Castle couldn't stop himself from going to her clit and sucking on it lightly before she grabbed for him. "Sorry," he told her as he lay next to her.

"No you're not," Beckett told him though she was smiling at him. They kissed and she felt him pressing against her, making her moan in delight as he was still very much erect. Exchanging a few more kisses with him, so they could tangle their tongues around each other, she said to her husband when they parted, "Let me see you touch yourself."

"Fully?" Castle asked, vacillating between being surprised and not. When she nodded, he frowned and said, "Both of us. At the same time."

"Okay," Beckett replied, moving from slightly underneath him to sit up. She leaned over and kissed him quickly before they parted and she told him, "We haven't done this position for a while."

"I just thought of it," Castle said, smiling when his wife laughed before she leaned over and gently kissed him on the lips and then proceeded to move to get in position.

When they were ready, Beckett was sitting in between her husband's legs, leaning back on her hands so she could watch him and she told him, "You look good."

"Me or my cock?" Castle replied. When she was smiling at him, he shuddered for a moment and watched her reaching between her legs. He felt his mouth instantly watering as she spread her folds for him to have a better view of her entrance. He immediately reached for his member and started to rub his hand up and down on it, soon realizing he was almost pulling it towards his wife, as if he could enter her that way. He stopped himself, moving just up and down again, before he paused as he realized something. "You know you're supposed to be doing the same thing," he told her, his voice husky and slightly frustrated as well.

"You wouldn't want to just watch me show you my pussy?" Beckett asked with a smile. She was crying out when her husband slapped her ass in response and she moved her hand to begin rubbing at her clit, sighing and shifting a little with him staring at her. She was just about to tell him to continue when he was doing that, and they were watching each other while almost furiously pleasuring themselves. The thought of who exactly would come first drifted across her mind, but it was forgotten when she reached her orgasm, crying out and arching her back at the same time before her husband was swearing. She couldn't open her eyes to watch her husband climaxing as well, only feeling his release as it hit her body though she couldn't take it in fully while she was coming down from her high.

When Castle had stopped moving, he managed to open his eyes though he needed a little more time to recover. He swore when he saw his come on her body and said with a sigh, "You don't really care do you?"

"Not really," Beckett said, about to start cleaning herself off when her husband was moving hurriedly to stop her. "I need to get this off before we start," she said in surprise. When he shook his head, she was frowning and about to ask him what was wrong when he kissed her gently, pulling away to ask her a question.

"Could I request something?" Castle said.

"Of course," Beckett said.

Castle leaned over to whisper into his wife's ear, not surprised she stiffened slightly before he pulled away and she was cupping his face with her hands.

After they'd kissed, Beckett told her husband with a smile, "I would love that."

"Great," Castle said, kissing her instead of acting on what he wanted to do. He didn't let that last for very long and once they were apart, he brushed his lips against hers before he leaned down. He proceeded to lick his release off her skin before they were kissing so she could take it from him while their tongues were tangling around one another. It took him a while to clean her off and once he was done he kissed her again, that time they were clutching tightly to one another while their pressed their bodies together. They were very rough, touching each other until they had to stop after kissing for a while. He pressed his forehead against hers and murmured against her lips, "What do you want my love?"

"Make love to me Rick," Beckett told him before he was taking her lips with his own. As they were kissing, her husband was laying her down in the middle of the bed while he followed her. When they parted she said, "Don't stop though."

"What if I want to go faster a couple thrusts?" Castle asked her, a little startled when she smiled at him.

"That I don't mind," Beckett replied.

"Can I fuck you after this?" Castle breathed in eagerness. When she nodded, he leaned down to her and kissed her hungrily before he tore himself away eventually as he moved. With her help after he'd grasped his erection, she was drawing him to her entrance and he kept moving until the very tip of him was pressing to her folds. "Wait!" he said as something came to him suddenly. "Are you ready?" he asked, realizing he hadn't checked to make sure. He was startled when she suddenly grabbed his hand and made his fingers slip into her sex slightly. Since they hadn't made love yet, the fact that he was slipping a little into her let him know she was. "I needed to be sure," he told his wife, and he was grasping himself again.

"I appreciate it," Beckett told him with a smile. That soon left her face when he was pressing into her and she reluctantly let him go before he started to slide into her, making her groan in joy. She remained perfectly still, just feeling him pushing into her until their hips were meeting and she let out a satisfied sigh before he was gently squeezing her thigh. Though she hadn't thought what she wanted to do, an idea quickly came to mind and she told him what she was going to do. Throwing her legs over his arms that were braced on either side of her, she was already breathing a little roughly as she could feel herself moving around him. She was about to tell him he could start when he was before she could utter a word, making her cry out in joy at the first thrust he made.

Groaning in his own enjoyment, Castle tried not to let that distract him too much since he wanted to focus on his wife. He was going slowly, as she wanted, and he could feel his arousal becoming stronger since she was slick with her own desire. He didn't know why he eventually started to withdraw a little more every time he pulled out of her, but they were soon gasping together in their surprise when he slipped out of her on one pass. "Sorry…" he started to say while she moved her legs off his arms. That gave him an idea and he moved his wife so he could sit where she had been and he grabbed for her, helping her onto his lap as she was straddling it and they worked together to get his length back within her. He held her by her waist a little tighter than he'd meant while she slid down on him, groaning as she was moaning until they were coupled again.

"Why are you sorry?" Beckett asked, wanting a distraction before she lost her self-control while she was taking in how his member felt firmly within her. She flexed her muscles suddenly before her husband could say anything, and she gasped as he was grasping her ass a little tightly abruptly. "Should I apologize?" she asked him with a smile once they'd calmed down.

"No, let me do this…" Castle said, leaning down and taking her right nipple into his mouth. He was suckling at her, lingering for some time since he went to her other breast, and moved back to kiss around both mounds until he stopped and stared into her eyes. "I want to feel you, just for a little love," he told her seriously.

Kissing him, Beckett lingered before she started to move, pushing herself up and down on her knees. She was doing so slowly, going at the same speed her husband had, and overjoyed when he grasped her tightly before they were kissing hungrily since they had the opportunity to. They went into several kisses after that, their tongues meeting and rubbing against each other so they could taste one another and she shortly after grew a little annoyed at their position when her husband was making her stop before he was speaking and begging for what she'd been thinking of doing already.

"Can I lay you down?" Castle was saying. "I really want to…"

"You can," Beckett said with a smile before she was kissing him tenderly. When she was looking at him again, she said, "You can fuck me right after if we go back to that."

Shuddering heavily, Castle groaned as his wife was letting out a short gasp since it had moved him within her. When they had stopped, he said, "Right after?"

"Pervert," Beckett told him though she was serious while he was moving her around onto her back.

Castle made sure he didn't pull out of her accidentally as she was laying back, feeling her legs wrapping around his waist which led him to say, "I was hoping you wouldn't put them over my arms again."

"You didn't like that?" Beckett asked him with a slight smile.

"Not now," Castle replied before he leaned down to her so he could kiss her deeply. Their tongues were rubbing together for a while and just as they were parting, he proceeded to move, thrusting slowly at first. Eventually he was altering his movements, going fast a few times and then slowly several more before he started it over again. While he was doing that, he was trying to angle his hips down towards her, aiming for her clit. He managed to do that several times and was delighting in the sound of her crying out in response to it. "Are you going to come?" he asked her, thrusting hard twice into her.

"No… but… I will," Beckett moaned loudly as her husband was going faster again by then and she slid her arms around him. She held him closer to her but was moving her legs at the same time until her feet were flat on the bed. She started to move with him and slid her feet in more so they were pressed against the sides of his legs and she could feel more of him against her skin. She was losing her rhythm very shortly after that when he was literally pounding into her and she cried out, "Oh… don't stop!" as he slowed down very shortly after that which was a frustration to her throbbing sex.

"I won't, I want you to feel me," Castle said, pausing as he was withdrawing from her enough so just the tip was within her. He then slowly pushed back in her, going even slower than he had entering her. Hearing her cries of joy at the sensation he was breathing roughly when he found himself turned on even more though he tried to focus on the sensation of their skin sliding together.

Her husband's length was nearly burning hot against her sex and Beckett wasn't sure if she was going to be able to last for much longer when he soon started his thrusts again. But he was going slowly as he had the start and she was moaning, holding onto him tightly with both her arms and legs. Feeling him moving deeper, still aiming for her clit, she knew she was going to lose it and she moaned to him, "Rick I'm going to come… I don't want to stop!"

"We won't love… come for me… please," Castle begged her while he was fighting with himself as well.

Though she had tried to keep herself with her husband for just a bit longer, Beckett couldn't hold onto herself and she was crying out, "I'm coming, oh… oh please love fuck me after this… I don't want to stop feeling your cock!" Her eyes rolled into the back of her head as her husband moved a little faster before she felt him joining her and her knuckles were nearly white at the intense sensation of his release. When she finally stopped orgasming, her entire body felt like it was thrumming in the aftermath which was added to with him still moving within her. She held onto him to feel him continuing to climax and once he stopped and nearly collapsed on her she smiled and caressed the back of his head and shoulders until he was groaning against her neck and mumbling happily into it at the same time.

"You're too good love," Castle said. When his wife gently pinched his back, he smiled and raised his head telling her, "I'm wondering if I can ask you something."

"You can, what do you want to know," Beckett replied in amusement.

"Are you serious about us fucking right now?" Castle asked her.

"I didn't mean right this second," Beckett said, smiling a little wider. She shared a quick kiss with him before she told him, "I'll need a little help." She had expected him to respond to her, so when he didn't she asked him, "No?"

"I'm debating if I should feel guilty, I don't need that at all," Castle explained.

Smiling, Beckett told him, "You shouldn't, it's better you're up and ready." When her husband bowed his head and she felt him shudder at the same time, she kissed the top of his head before telling him, "Get off me, we should start."

About to ask if she was sure, Castle was stopped by his wife pushing on his shoulders. He got off her and sat up, waiting to see what she would do before she was on her knees next to him. He was going to ask her what she wanted him to do before she was gently fingering the tip of his erection. He grunted heavily before she was reaching underneath him, cupping him, which made him take her hand and pull it away.

"I can't have a chance?" Beckett asked him.

"Not if you want me to explode," Castle replied seriously. "And shouldn't I do something for you?"

"But I like doing this," Beckett said easily.

Castle opened his mouth to speak before he paused and then said, "Okay, you might have a point there, but I want you to be aroused."

"Alright," Beckett said with a sigh. "But let me touch a little again?" When he nodded, obviously reluctantly, she smiled and reached for his length before she was lightly touching him as she said she would do. Stopping a little bit later, she fingered the tip of him before she was bringing her index finger to her lips, sucking on it very blatantly for her husband's benefit. "Good?" she asked.

"I am going to explode," Castle replied, enthralled as he watched her. He then took her hand when she pulled her finger out of her mouth and led her so she could lay on her back. He was following and kissed her quickly on the lips before he slid down her body with his lips until he reached her sex. Glancing up at her, he smiled for a moment while she was running her fingers through his hair before he turned his attention to her sex. Lapping his tongue over her clit he was holding her down and making sure she wouldn't move too much for him. He waited for her to tell him when to stop and was startled when it didn't take that long for it to happen and he hurried to move back up to her so he could kiss her.

Beckett almost thought she would need to urge her husband to begin, but she soon felt him moving around along her lower body until she reached down to assist him. When he was just inside her, she braced herself slightly before he was ramming inside her body and she was crying out in joy at the sensation. She was feeling that even more when he didn't hesitate in beginning to thrust and she had her arms and legs wrapped around him tightly so they were moving together fully. He wasn't faltering and she was thrilled he wasn't stopping, and he pushed them both until they were breaking nearly at the same time. She was calling her husband's name just before he was nearly yelling hers, feeling their bodies throbbing together in their absolute ecstasy. When she had managed to stop moving, she was holding her husband tightly against her body and letting herself focusing on his continuing thrusts until he was thrusting hard once before she could tell he was on his arms and knees to keep from collapsing on her. "You're okay?" she asked with a slight smile while he was sliding down so he could press his face against her neck.

Mumbling, Castle couldn't help smiling when his wife laughed softly while she was caressing his hair. He pulled away and then murmured to her, "I love you Kate."

"I love you too," Beckett said, stopping as her husband pulled away from her and lay on his back. She moved to press against his side and said, "I don't want to stop yet."

"We won't," Castle assured her, holding her tightly against him before they kissed. When they slowly parted a bit later, he said, "I can't wait to do this in Spain."

"Pervert," Beckett told him before she kissed him to keep him from saying anything. They were a little rougher than she thought they'd be and once they stopped, she whispered, "I can't wait for it either."

"Goddess," Castle breathed as he stared into her eyes.

"Sheik," Beckett said in response.

"Can I worship you love?" Castle asked her huskily though they were already moving so they could start again.

"As long as I can do the same to you," Beckett replied in a sultry tone while she was reaching for him to pull him down to her.

After they had kissed for some time, Castle and Beckett pulled apart and were in a rush to couple which they were able to do easily since they were ready for each other. When their hips were flush against one another, they kissed again before starting to make love, eventually sliding into being rough as the temptation for it was too great. Though they still had the next day and that summer to look forward to, their world had shrunk to their bed where they planned to explore each other in every way possible while time slipped by with no notice from them as they were fully engaged in their ecstasy together.