This chapter is rated a strong M.
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"I love you."
She blinked. Her heart stopped.
"God, I love you, Kate."
She blew out a breath and gripped him hard, kissing him with all she had. "Show me," she mumbled against his lips, her fingers flexing in his hair. "Show me."
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How could he pass up an offer like that? He grasped the back of her thighs and lifted her up into his embrace. She locked her ankles together at his back and kept her arms tight around his shoulders, kissing him languidly as he pulled her away from the door. Blindly they made it to her bedroom. Beckett couldn't believe it. She was about to make love to Castle. She'd been fantasizing about this moment for so long, the heat between them so strong, she didn't trust herself to keep her secrets much longer.
"Castle, come on. No teasing."
He chuckled against the curve of her breast. "Always so bossy." He made quick work of her dress, stripping her down to a matching set of lacy lingerie. "Goddess," he murmured, his eyes slowly raking over her skin. He trailed his palms up her bare thighs, feeling a shiver move through her. So entranced by her naked skin, Castle ceased his exploration, could only stare. Growing fidgety and impatient under his gaze, Beckett sat up and began some exploring of her own. She removed his jacket and yanked the shirttail out of his pants. Coming out of his stupor, Castle gently pushed her back onto the bed, her body bouncing slightly.
"What's your rush, doll?"
Her mouth curled slightly, her tongue coming out to lick her lips. "It's been a long wait, stud." She trailed her fingers up her stomach and over her breasts to the straps of her bra, fiddling with the flimsy material. "I don't want to waste any more time."
He licked his lips in return, his eyes smoldering. "Lucky for you, we've got all night."
"Hmm, think you can last that long?"
He leaned over her, kissing her lips long enough to distract her while he deftly unhooked her bra. "Just don't fall asleep on me."
She gasped as the double sensation of his hair tickling her chin and his mouth closing over her nipple shot straight to her core. "Wouldn't dream of it."
Further talk was stalled as Castle moved lower down her body, licking and nipping across her soft skin, pulling moans from her he'd only ever dreamed of hearing. He ran his tongue from one hipbone to the other above her panties once he reached the last piece of clothing. Sparing a glance up to her face, seeing her lidded gaze fixed on him, her bottom lip trapped between her teeth, he slowly pulled the scrap of lace down her legs, baring every inch to his hungry eyes. This time, he didn't pause. He swooped down and buried his face between her thighs, using his thumbs to spread her open for his greedy tongue.
"Castle!" she cried out, one hand gripping the bed sheets as the other twisted in his hair.
He groaned against her wet skin as Beckett's flavor burst on his tongue, creating a vibrating sensation that only spurred her on. He didn't ease up. He didn't stop until both her hands were in his hair, holding him still as she grinded her hips onto his mouth. He groaned again when she came, loud and uninhibited, which surprised him considering how reserved he knew she usually was. He sat up slowly, his eyes trained on her face, taking in the blissed-out expression painting her features. "That was amazing," he murmured. His fingers crept back to her opening, spreading the wetness over her clit and rubbing it lazily.
Beckett keened and pushed his hand away from her over sensitized flesh. "Need a minute," she gasped.
He chuckled and rid himself of his shirt. Next went his belt. When he popped open his slacks, Beckett's hands reached for them. She yanked him to her by the open ends of his pants, causing him to topple onto her, pressing her down into the mattress. She didn't seem to mind if her moan was any indication. She slicked her tongue against his while her palms slid along his naked back up to his shoulder blades where she dug her nails into his skin, then trailed back down to sneak her hands into the gap made by his undone slacks, her nails marking the flesh of his ass. "Kate," he growled.
"I love it when you say my name like that," she confessed breathily in his ear before pulling the lobe into her mouth.
He bucked into her harshly, making her moan and grip him tightly. He chuckled. "Let me get my pants off."
She pushed them down over his butt and as far off as she could. Castle lifted up to remove them completely, but before he could reposition over her, Beckett flipped them over and climbed atop him instead. She straddled his thighs and wrapped a slender hand around his raging length. "So big," she murmured.
Castle threw his head back, groaning at the feel of her hand slowly pumping him. Then he felt her lick the tip of his cock, making him clench his fists to keep from pulling her all the way down on him. "Kate, please," he begged.
Her skin grew hot at the sound of his strangled plea. She grinned and wrapped her lips around the head, gently sucking, while her hand continued to pump the rest of his length.
"Oh, fuck."
She hummed against him, the fingers of her free hand creeping down to play with herself. Beckett loved the feel of his velvety cock, the smell of his skin. She opened her mouth wider to try and take more of him inside. He was so large, she wasn't sure she could fit him all the way, but that didn't mean she wouldn't try. Relaxing her jaw, she slid a little further down. Castle was a groaning mess by this point, completely unable to form a coherent sentence. He peered down to watch the unbelievable sight of Kate sucking his cock. He also caught sight of her working a hand between her legs and the whole view had his body rushing for release.
"K-Kate," he gasped, his hand slipping into her long tresses. "Stop, p-please."
She hummed loudly around him, sending tremors through his body with her protest. She didn't let up, though, only half way down his cock, but pumping and sucking wholeheartedly.
"Oh, god, Kate," he grunted, his hand fisting her hair. It was taking all he had not to thrust into her welcoming mouth. "I wanna be inside you, please!"
Now it was her turn to groan, her mouth slipping off him as she sat up. Her hand still worked his cock while she vigorously rubbed her clit with the fingers of the other. "Castle," she moaned, her head tipping back.
She was close he could see and he hadn't even gotten the chance to be inside her yet. He growled. "You stop that right now." Hooking an arm under each of hers and pulling her against his chest, he rolled her beneath him. She reluctantly released his length and he yanked her fingers from between her thighs, replacing them with his thicker digits. Beckett moaned in appreciation, but he removed them quickly only to wrap them around himself. He was still slick from being in her mouth. When he teased her opening with the tip of his cock, she hitched her legs high around his waist. "Condom?"
"I'm on the pill."
"Are you sure?"
"Castle, now," she pleaded, pressing her fingers into his ass in encouragement.
He kissed her hard, distracting her for a moment with a quick swipe of his tongue. But he couldn't wait himself. Slowly, he pushed into her tight channel, feeling her slick walls envelope him in a manner he couldn't put into words. She moaned long and loud as he continued to press deeper. Once he was buried to the hilt, he opened his eyes, unaware they had even slipped closed, and peered down into her arousal-filled expression. Her gaze lifted to his face too and when their eyes connected, that's when he pulled all the way out before pushing back in.
Her chest expanded with a deep breath at the feel of his length sliding so deliciously within her. She licked her lips and kept her eyes trained on his face, watching with rapt attention at the play of emotions and shadows across his features in the dimly lit room. He was so handsome, so masculine moving above her, inside her, pushing all the right buttons. She released her death grip on his hip to bring her fingers to his cheek, moving across his jaw to trip over his lips; so damn sexy.
His hips were gaining speed and strength, beginning an intense rhythm she couldn't keep up with. Castle grasped the hand at his face and pressed it into the pillow above her head, lacing their fingers together. His lips found hers again as she squeezed his hand tightly. He could feel it coiling in his lower belly, his climax rushing to the surface. He moved his hips as fast as he could, bringing one of her legs to rest over his shoulder, pressing even deeper and causing a pleasing friction against her clit, pulling a keening cry from her lips. "I love you, Kate," he grunted, his thrusts growing sloppy.
The nails of her free hand dug hard into his butt cheek. "Oh, god, Castle," she cried. "I love you too…oh, god, yes!"
Her confession caused him to falter in his movements, but he quickly recovered, driven by the declaration. They climbed higher and higher, their combined sounds creating a symphony like music to his ears. A particularly sharp push and she was coming with a long, high-pitched moan. He followed behind her a few thrusts later, releasing with a growl into her neck.
He collapsed atop her, his muscles like jelly. Beckett slipped her legs down over his hips and her arms wrapped around his back. With eyes closed, she turned and placed a long kiss to his temple. She sighed contentedly, loving the feel of his lax limbs pressed against every inch of her. Long moments passed, each quiet and regaining their breath. She moved a hand to his hair, stroking the short locks at the base of his neck. "Don't tell me you've fallen asleep."
He chuckled against her skin. "I was right. I didn't think I could handle your moves."
"Are you kidding me? I'm the one who could barely keep up. It was incredible."
Castle lifted his head to look at her. "I've been waiting four years to have you, Kate. I couldn't control myself." She ducked her head as much as she could to hide her staining cheeks. "Umm, before…" He cleared his throat nervously. "When we were, you know…and you were about to…" Her eyes met his again. "Did you, did you mean it? What you said?"
Beckett rubbed a palm in soothing motions against his shoulder blade. "You mean the part where I said I love you too?"
He chuckled apprehensively. "Yeah, that."
She licked her lips, the corners curling slightly. "Yeah, Castle. I meant it. That's not something I say lightly. You should know that."
"I know, I do. It's just not something I ever thought could be directed at me, not from you at least."
Her brows crinkled. "Why not?"
Castle sighed, looking away for moment. "Beckett, it's no secret that you found it less than appealing that I was shadowing you."
"Yeah, but that changed. You have to know that changed for me."
"Well, I mean, I hoped. I've hoped that you would one day see me as more than an annoying tag-along, that you could view me as a partner, a friend."
"And I have, and then you became more than that."
"I didn't want to assume, Kate."
It was Beckett's turn to sigh. "Castle," she began. "I know I'm not the easiest person to read, that I don't always say what's on my mind, but over the past couple of years, the past few months especially, you've become my everything. Like I said before, I don't want to spend another moment without you. I love you."
The way he smiled at her, the kind of smile that crinkled the corners of his eyes, had her heart bursting beneath her ribcage. "I love you too," he murmured.
She pulled him into a mind-numbing kiss, pouring all she felt for him into it. When he shifted slightly above her, she realized he was still inside her. Beckett moaned and rocked her hips into his. "Ready for round two?"
He nipped her bottom lip. "Maybe we should clean up from round one first."
"Shower?"
He smiled, smacked a kiss to her lips, and then detangled from her. "Race you!"
She couldn't help the laugh that bubbled up from her chest when he tripped over the sheets in his rush to beat her to the bathroom. "Please don't injure yourself or we won't get to enjoy another round."
He grimaced but kept up speed toward the en suite. "Loser has to tend to the winner first!" he called over his shoulder.
She dragged herself from the bed a little slower with a roll of her eyes. "You make that sound like a chore."
He gasped. "Beckett!"
"What? You don't think I enjoyed having your cock in my mouth?" She popped the 'k' and quirked a brow.
"That's it!" He grabbed her just as she entered the bathroom and lifted her onto his hips. "Forget the bet."
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