Author's note: So much for a one shot deal, huh? I'm glad you guys like the story.

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She pulled him into the bathroom to get a better look at the damage the handcuffs did to his wrists.

"I put the towel on you to protect you, you know…" she told him as she turned on the water in the sink.

"I couldn't get you to hold still," he replied, defensively. "I got desperate. You kept moving just out of reach and I needed to taste you so much."

She looked down at the hand she was holding, feeling her face flush. Not from embarrassment but from the memory of what his mouth had done to her. He moved his hand out of hers, and reached into the shower to turn on the water.

"What are you doing?" she asked him, enjoying the view from behind and giving in to the urge to run her hand along his rear.

He turned and sat on the edge of the bathtub, reached out and put one hand on either of her hips, pulling her closer so he could press a kiss against the spot right below her belly button.

"I'm going to take a shower and clean up a little," he told her, running his tongue along her bare stomach and then lower.

She sighed and leaned in against him, her hand in his hair.

"I'll wash your back if you wash mine."

He chuckled against her skin, kissed her once and then stood up.

"I want to wash all of you."

"Even better."

She turned on the shower and gestured for him to get in first. Then she joined him, protected from most of the spray by having him in front of her.

"Let's take care of your wrists, first," she told him when he turned to face her.

"They're fine."

He ran his hand along her breast, teasing the nipple with his thumb until it was hard. Then he repeated the process with the other.

"Castle…"

"Shh… it's my turn to be in charge."

He didn't give her a chance to argue. He reached over and with one hand took the shower gel, which he poured onto a sponge and lathered up. He smiled gently at her as he started rubbing the sponge along her body, starting at her neck and working his way slowly lower. He cleaned her belly and breasts, and then knelt down in the shower and started washing her thighs. With him kneeling in front of her the spray from the water was now hitting her full force, rinsing the soap from her torso and running down her body.

Castle slid the sponge along the inside of her thighs, parting them and unable to resist the urge to press his face between them, tasting her again. She moaned and put her hands on his shoulders to keep her knees from buckling.

"God, that's so good," she told him, closing her eyes and turning her face into the spray.

He forced himself to pull away, and gently cleaned between her legs with the sponge, occasionally sliding his thumb along her clitoris to keep her aroused. When he had cleaned every inch of her body he stood up and kissed her hungrily.

She pressed against him, pushing down on his throbbing erection so it slid between her soap slicked thighs in the same motion. It was his turn to groan and he slid himself along her slit, once, twice and then a third time, amazed at how perfect she was.

"Turn around, Kate," he said, pulling away from her.

Her eyes met his, questioning. He smiled, but didn't say anything, waiting for her to decide what she wanted to do. Her hesitation only lasted a moment. She turned and faced away from him, and he stepped forward, putting his arms around her and pressing against her from behind.

"Open your legs for me."

She complied, and he cupped her breasts from behind, his hands still soapy enough to be slick as he caressed her.

"Please…" she whispered, pressing back against him. "Don't tease me. I don't like it…"

He could well understand that. He didn't like it much, either. He slid his hand down to his arousal and guided himself along her slit. Beckett bent over slightly, giving him better access, and he slid himself into her once more, this time from behind which made it even more exciting as far as he was concerned.

He pulled almost completely out and she arched backward against him as he thrust back into her, hard.

"Yes!"

He put his hands over her own on the wall of the shower, his hips rocking back and forth as he made love to her harder and harder. She climaxed immediately, and one arm wrapped around her waist, holding her against him as she quivered and tensed, wracked in the throes of the pleasure that was coursing through her body.

Castle slammed into her once more and held himself tightly against her as he came as well, pushing himself as deep as he could as he once more filled her with his hot cum.

"God, Kate…" he whispered as he finally slid out of her. "You have no idea what you do to me."

She turned around and wrapped her arms around him, supporting him as well as taking support from him as the spray from the shower continued to soak them both, cleaning them off as they held each other.

She chuckled, pressing a kiss against his neck.

"I think it's time for bed."

He nodded and reached around her to turn off the water.

"Yeah."

They'd probably sleep better than they ever had before.