Ch. 2

Castle watched as Beckett slowly moved to stand, her legs shaking ever so slightly. He could see hesitation in her eyes. This would have usually worried him, if they had been in any other situation, but they weren't. His eyes never left her as she bent down to fish something out of her coat pocket. Beckett retrieved the keys and held them up for Castle to see. She wasn't sure how she managed it, but she still had control of this game. It wasn't until Castle rose from his chair, hands still cuffed firmly behind his back that she really started to worry. She never imagined Castle as being dominant, but he sure looked it now. His shirt was hanging on his shoulders, his chest rose and fell with each breath. Feeling like this was scary for Beckett. She was used to being in control of every situation, but she knew she wouldn't be for very long. Her eyes were locked on his as he steadily approached her, like a lion stalking his prey. He stood close enough that she could almost feel the heat radiating from him, but far enough away that she could admire him fully. She couldn't remember Castle ever mentioning anything about working out, but he sure sported the body of someone who did. She'd never really paid attention to Castle's physique but now she wished she had. "Kate." Was all he said to bring her out of her thoughts. She slowly strode around him and undid the cuffs, letting them fall to the floor. He waited patiently till she walked back around, but she never did. He turned on heel to face her, immediately pulling her into his arms. She smelled of Lavender and sex. He tilted her face up to his, grinning with mischief. He leaned down and Beckett fully expected him to kiss her again. He surprised her by tilting her head to the side and bringing his lips to her neck. A gasp escaped her as his lips left a trail of fire on her skin.

"Rick." She breathed as his mouth found the spot beneath her ear that made her knees weak. He chuckled and lifted her up. She instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist. His lips left her neck and immediately went to went to her mouth for a sweet and soft kiss. She had expected him to ravish her after she had tortured him, but he was being slow and sensual. He began to walk with her in his arms, but suddenly stopped. He grunted and she heard a door swing open. He moved to the edge of the bed and laid her down gently. She let go of him to scoot to the middle of the bed. He followed her without pause, stretching out next to her. She went to reach for him, but he grabbed her small wrists in one of his large hands.

"Ah ah." He chuckled mischievously. "My turn." Beckett swallowed hard and simply nodded. She watched as Castle rolled away from her and then rolled back, large feather in hand. Where did that come from? She wondered to herself. She raised a brow at him and he just continued to smirk. She opened her mouth to question, but he quieted her with a tender kiss. He pulled back and let the feather trail down her cheek. She bit her lip and Castle had to resist the urge to take her right there. Does she know what that does to me? God, that's sexy. He moved the feather to the hollow in her collarbone and she squirmed slightly. "Close your eyes." She seemed hesitant, but finally closed them. She felt the feather slowly trail down her chest and slowly circle her breasts. She gasped when she felt Castle's mouth envelope one pert nipple and suck gently.

"Rick." She moaned and then cried out as he grazed his teeth on it. She heard him chuckle low in his throat and move his mouth to her other breast to give it the same treatment. Beckett arched her back, her hands going to his hair. She groaned in protest when he removed his mouth and leaned back once more. The feather resumed its decent down her chest, to her abdomen. Castle watched her face as he moved the feather down between her legs. She parted her legs, hoping he'd replace the feather with his fingers. She was so concentrated on the feel of the feather that she didn't notice Castle's movement. Her hips bucked at the feel of Castle's hot breath between her legs. She felt his lips kiss her thighs and lightly brush over her pussy. She desperately wanted to feel his tongue on her, his fingers inside her. "Please." She pleaded and was rewarded with Castle flicking his tongue over her clit. "Richard!" She cried out and he chuckled again, which she felt vibrate through her. Her mouth hung open in a continuous silent cry of pleasure.

Castle lapped at her flowing juices, loving the absolute taste of her. He licked up her slit and took her clit in his mouth, sucking gently. Her breath was coming in heavy gasps and for a moment, he thought she might be crying. He removed his mouth to look up at her, but kept his fingers steadily moving in and out of her wet folds. "God, you're absolutely beautiful." He whispered and she opened her beautiful green eyes to look at him.

"Rick…please." She panted.

He moved back up to her side, his fingers still teasing her. "Please what?" He murmured sexily in her ear.

"Please." She pleaded for a second time.

"Tell me what you want Kate." He smirked, using his thumb to rub her clit gently. Her hips were moving in time with his fingers, trying to reach that orgasm that was so close. Her hands clenching the bed sheets. So much for not torturing me. Beckett managed to gain enough normal consciousness to grab the front of his shirt.

"Fuck me Castle." She growled, her eyes locking with his.

"Not just yet." He smirked, and curled his fingers inside of her. Her back arched as he hit her g-spot, her body finally achieving a mind blowing orgasm. She screamed his name as she came, her body collapsing back on the bed. He watched her as her breathing began to slow down to a regular pace and her eyes finally open. She couldn't seem to keep a grin from her face as she looked to him. He was smiling down at her, his hazel blue eyes shining with emotion. What he did next was an unexpected shock for Beckett. She couldn't tear her eyes from Castle as he brought his glistening fingers up to his mouth began to suck her juices from them. What Beckett did in response came as even more of a shock for Castle. She grabbed his hand, once finger still coated and popped it in her mouth, sucking hungrily. He groaned deeply in response. Her eyes never left his and she saw the immediate sexual hunger appear in his eyes again. In shocking speed, he was laying over top of her, his cock gently nudging at her awaiting pussy. She locked her legs around his waist, pulling him into her.

Even the second time, she felt just as wonderful as before. Hot, tight and absolutely perfect. He mashed his lips with hers, their tongues dueling in a passionate kiss. She had asked to be fucked and that's exactly what he was going to do to her. He broke the kiss and grabbed her legs, putting them over his shoulders. She continued to moan and gasp his name as he picked up speed. "Sweet Jesus, Kate." Castle panted as he neared his own orgasm. He watched as her body began to shudder, her eyes closing and her back arching as she came violently for a second time. "OH GOD RICK!" She screamed.

Kate barely heard Rick's animalistic growl and he shoved into her one last time, before collapsing onto his hands, so he wouldn't crush her. He finally managed to roll to lay beside her, still panting. Kate snuggled up next to him, placing her head on his shoulder and draping an arm over his chest. He smiled and hooked the disheveled sheet with his toe, pulling it up over them. He placed a gentle kiss on her forehead, noticing the slow labored breathing of slumber coming from her. He closed his eyes and drifted off into a peaceful and happy slumber.

No, I promise…..there's more "steamy" stuff left.