Chapter 7

I know its been a long while since this story was updated and finished but life gets in the way. However, its seem I actually did draft the final chapter some time ago. Long while ago. I found it tonight on a USB stick. Here it is and it finishes the story.

The soft taps of the MacBook Air keyboard was the only sound as Castle typed late into the night. He had another chapter this time that Moody had started. Castle was to review and finish it, then email back to Moody. The two writers had been at it for hours since he'd left Kate sleeping in his bed. Emailing back and forth paragraph after paragraph. Rick sipped Scotch on the east coast listening to his girlfriend's purring steady snore, and Moody drank beer and smoked a decent joint on the west coast. Rick quietly read over the final part that Moody had drafted. On paper or in real life Kate Beckett belonged only to Castle. Even Hank Moody knew it ….

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Her hips bucked against his mouth, she grinded into him hard and hungrily. Cries escaped from deep within her throat in response. It was serious. There were sensations she'd never felt with anyone. She wanted him. She wanted his shirt off, his clothes off. How long she had waited to see his broad bare chest, to feel his strong muscles, to have his body over her, inside her. His hands were finally on her body. It was sending her crazy with want. The ground disappeared from beneath her feet. She hung on to him, her mind imagining she was free falling. She was on the bed, her back was to it. Her legs instinctively lifted and he was there above her, where she had fantasized him being for so long. He was kissing her jaw, her neck she exposed for him to consume. He sucked her neck leaving his mark on her. She didn't care. He tugged at her blouse and she fumbled to help him unbutton it. He pushed it apart exposing her black bra. Rick stopped, panting heavily. He looked into her eyes then down to her breasts, his hand laying over the scar between her breasts. His eyes returned to her and he kissed her mouth softly, calmly. He whispered, "Our scar."

Kate nodded and glanced at his hand that pressed against her chest then knotted into a fist over her. She could see the agony in his eyes, the trauma and raw emotion he felt over it even now. She understood what the scar had done to him. She touched his face and reached up to kiss him more.

Rick responded then whispered. "Not here."

"It's got to be special. Not this." She pulled him back to her body, urging his mouth to respond to hers.

Breathless he pushed up seconds later and looked between her eyes and mouth. "Taxi?"

Kate nodded, "Taxi would be good." Her fingers combed through his hair.

At two in the morning, Rick saved and closed his word document. He attached it to an email and rapidly wrote up a quick email. He had written it while he retained it.

Hank,

Have attached the ending of our fantasy story. This is how I think she would play it out. Now you know why I don't want you anywhere near my girl.

Can't wait to see your version.

He hit send, waited for the email to go then shut down his laptop. He stood and as he walked toward their bed he pulled off his t-shirt. His felt his hardened cock. He already carried her scent and wanted more of her. As he took the final steps to the bed he imagined his face buried in her being as he was earlier. He crawled over the insanely large bed to the woman who slept in it. Holding himself over her body he lowered his face to her neck. He smothered her in kisses bringing her from sleep, his hands stroking her head.

"Baby, wake up." He murmured and smiled when he heard her moan aroused from sleep.

"Castle, why did you wake me?"

"To tell you how beautiful you are. And how happy I am you're mine."

"Have you been writing again?"

"Mmmm… with Hank."

"Arrrr… Hank Moody. He always arouses your desires. Naughty stories?"

"Of course. Just wrote our fantasy fiction we created between us."

Kate grinned recalling their time on his desk, in the bathroom and in their bed a few hours earlier. She didn't even remember falling to sleep."

"I hope it wasn't too naughty." She said her voice high.

"He'll be on the first plane over for a threesome." Rick said and shut her up from saying any more with his mouth over hers, his hand finding her pussy. He was going to take her again.