Rated M. Pure and unadulterated smut fest. Seriously. Not safe for work. You have been warned.
"You never told me how you got the curse reversed," Kate wrapped her arms around Castle's torso from behind, watching them in the mirror. Rick tossed his toothbrush into the cup and leaned back into her body.
"Wouldn't you like to know?" He grinned and winked at her in the reflection.
"Don't be mean, Rick." She pressed a kiss on his naked shoulder blade, letting her lips linger.
"I'm not. I can't tell you or it will reverse the break of the curse."
"Seriously?" She looked up and locked eyes with him in the mirror.
"Seriously. Besides, you wouldn't want to know what I had to do." His eyes twinkled mischievously.
"Now you're just making me curious." She pushed herself away from him.
"I thought you didn't believe in the curse." He turned around and wrapped his arms around her waist.
"I don't, I just think I have a right to ascertain my future husband hasn't been hexed."
"Oh and how would you ascertain that?" Castle's hand wandered to the knot in the belt of her bathrobe.
"I have my ways." She traced his pectorals with her fingertips lightly.
"Care to share your expertise?" Rick leaned in and teased her mouth with his lips.
Oh this is how he wanted to play it? Fine, two could play at this game, Beckett thought, as she moved her lips to his ear and nibbled on his earlobe. He shuddered and tightened his embrace. Before she knew it, he'd whisked them around until he had her back pressed into the bathroom counter, attacking her throat with his lips. Kate let out an involuntary moan.
"Today was fun," Castle hummed against the soft skin on her throat. "I miss working with you."
"I know," Kate sighed. "It's not quite the same without you."
"Yeah?" He smiled at her shyly.
She nodded and buried her face into his neck. "Mmm, you smell so good."
"Enough to take me back tomorrow?" He tried and Beckett threw her head back laughing.
She brought it back forward and locked eyes with him. "We'll see."
"I can be very convincing."
"Give it your best shot, writer boy."
He leaned back and licked his lips. The silk fabric hugged her figure loosely, revealing a naked path in the middle. His hand reached out to push back the edges of the robe to uncover the pink flesh of her stiff nipples. Castle groaned as he lowered his face to take one of them into his mouth. Kate gasped in response and stuck her breasts out. Her hands flew to his head, so she could bury her fingers in his hair. She widened her stance to allow Rick to press himself into her crotch. His erection was straining against the confinement of his silk boxers, longing to be enclosed by her soft warmth. Kate hummed, as Castle's mouth sucked hungrily at her nipple and rocked his hips. She let her fingers run through his hair, down his neck and back, before they came to rest on his hips. He lifted his head and his lips sought hers in a hungry kiss. His tongue probed her mouth curiously, as if it was his first foray into the sweet taste of her mouth. She kissed him back with as much passion, enjoying the velvet brush of their eager tongues.
Beckett pulled down his boxers with an impatient tug and freed his cock. Rick lifted her up onto the sink, the cold wet porcelain sending a momentary shock through her system that only served to heighten her sensations. She reached for his cock, letting his hard flesh fill out her palm. He shoved his boxers further down, while he crowded back into her space. They kissed for what seemed like an eternity, while Kate pumped his cock with her fist.
"Beckett, you're gonna make me come." Castle's voice held a warning tone.
"That's the idea," she replied.
"You're not playing fair! I thought I'd get to convince you to take me with you to work tomorrow," he let out a deep groan, "with my sexual prowess! You're playing dirty. I'm marrying a vixen."
She grazed the stubble on his chin with her teeth, and murmured, "Can't say I didn't warn ya." She flicked her wrist to change her grip on his cock, so she could rub her thumb over his frenulum. Her other hand cupped his balls and she could feel the tightness, foreshadowing his imminent orgasm.
"Shit, Kate, shit," he tried to pull back, the sensation almost too much. He panted, "For the record, when a woman tells a guy "you have no idea," it's generally received as a promise of awesome sex to come and not as a warning!"
"Just enjoy it, Castle. Let me do something good for you." She kissed him hard, probing his mouth with her tongue, while she spread the moisture leaking out of his head all over his shaft, using it for lubrication. "I'm sorry for showing you the cold shoulder today, I was just so pissed off."
"Apology handjob accepted," he hummed, "and for what it's worth I'm really sorry about it, too."
"Sorry you pissed me off, sorry you got caught or sorry you did it?" She pulled back and challenged him.
"Oh, we're doing angry sex tonight?" He grinned and she slapped his naked ass playfully.
"Shut up and kiss me," She rolled her eyes, before she pulled him closer.
He looked down at his abandoned cock, weeping at the loss of contact. His erection jutted out proudly between their bodies, and he brushed his head brushed briefly over her glistening, wet labia. Beckett let out a long moan. She was so ready.
"You're so beautiful," he whispered in awe. "So breathtakingly beautiful. And mine." He slipped inside her without warning, causing Kate to cry out in surprise.
"Yessss," she hissed and threw her head back. His lips travelled down her throat, his teeth nipping at her soft flesh here and there.
"Not gonna last long," He gasped as he set a frantic rhythm of quick, short thrusts.
"Harder!" She ordered and Castle plunged his cock deeper into her pussy. "Don't hold back," she whispered. She scooted forward and sat upright, changing the angle of his strokes. She locked her legs around his hips and threw her arms around his shoulders. The air left her lungs, as he fucked her roughly. The edge of the counter cut into her skin, even though it was rounded. His fingers clasped around her hips so tightly she was sure they would leave bruises tomorrow. But she didn't care. She'd brought out this animalistic side of him. She'd teased him until the breaking point and now he was fucking her without any restraints.
Rick's lips travelled to hear ear, sucking in her earlobe. His teeth grazed the sensitive flesh, as he huskily rasped, "I'm so close, you feel so incredible tonight. I wish I could take you like this all night long, but dammit, Kate, you have me reciting baseball stats in my head like an inexperienced school boy."
"Let go Castle, don't wait for me, just come for me." She encouraged him, turning her head into his side, so she could rub her nose into his soft skin. "Just fuck me till you come, Rick. Just fuck me, fuck me." She thought she felt his head inside her swell even more, as he plunged deeper than before, and so she clenched her walls around him, intent to trigger his climax.
"Oh shit, Kate. Do that again," he begged and she tightened her muscles around him again and again and again, milking his seed from his cock. He yelled out loud and slumped over her body, breathing her name over and over into her ear. His thrusts became sloppy and weaker, as he pumped into her a few more times until she was full and he completely spent.
"Shit, babe, that was amazing," he hummed. He buried his face in her neck, placing uncoordinated kisses on her skin. She cradled his head in her hand, stroking the hair at the nape of his neck, while he recovered from what was apparently a truly earth-shattering orgasm.
"You ok there, stud?" She looked at him amused.
He just nodded into her neck, unable to form words. His breath was still coming out in hot, short pangs. "Just…" he finally wheezed out, "need a minute… or ten."
She buried her nose in his hair and smiled. His whole body was still thrumming from arousal. She could feel his erratic heart beat pumping the blood through his veins, his muscles were still flexing randomly and uncoordinated. She pressed a kiss into his full head of hair and continued to stroke the sweat-drenched wisps in his neck.
"Jesus, Kate, you're killing me." He complained half-heartedly, "But what a way to go!" He turned his head to gaze up at her with his goofy post-coital daze. He lifted his head and kissed her slowly.
"Sorry. I didn't hurt you, did I?" He mumbled against her lips, before he pulled back and studied her face carefully.
"A little sore maybe for a couple days." She shrugged and her grin said it was worth it.
"I don't know what came over me. I just lost control completely. That's never happened to me before."
"First for everything," she smiled and brushed his front flop of hair back. "Kinda hot to know I can do this to you. Make you lose control like that…"
"Oh Kate!" He sighed and rested his head against hers. "The things you do to me could fill a book. A very, very X-rated book." He nuzzled her neck. "You're amazing." She smiled and her lips placed trails of kisses on the free patches of skin she could find. Damn, her fiancé had a nice full head of hair! She couldn't contain the whimper when his limp cock slipped out and left her with an empty feeling. She sighed heavily and reached for the washcloth.
"Come on sleepy head," she announced and jostled her shoulder. "Let's get you to bed before you zone out on me."
"Jesus, Kate, what did you do to me?" He mumbled into her neck. "It's like I've got no spine. I don't know what you did different this time but for a moment I thought my legs would give out. I suddenly crave a cigarette and I don't even smoke! Talk about someone hexing me!" He laughed and shook his head slightly. "You've bewitched me, Kate. I'm completely and utterly enthralled with you." He sighed deeply. "You used your black magic on me, your witchy powers."
"No magic." She snorted and shoved him playfully, "It's called Kegels, Castle, google it sometime."
Reluctantly he pulled back and Kate slipped her hand between their bodies. His eyes followed her hand and he watched as she gently cleaned him up. His hissed when the fabric of the cloth made contact with his sensitive head. He groaned and his cock twitched, when his eyes trailed across her engorged pussy and saw his load pool at her entrance, threatening to spill. His semen. His seed that one day, hopefully soon, would get her pregnant with his child. He was overcome with a rush of tenderness for her, as the image of her swollen with his baby hit him hard. He stilled her hand and took the washcloth from her, wiping her pussy with such reverence and gently movements, it made her frown. Not the least because his motoric skills were still slightly disorganized since the sex fog in his brain had not completely lifted yet. She looked into his eyes questioningly and he just leaned in for a slow burning kiss.
"I love you," he whispered before their lips made contact.
"Love you too," she mumbled into his mouth. His fingers started to tease her entrance, as he softly rubbed the cotton fabric over her pussy.
"You don't always have to reciprocate," she broke away from their kiss and pulled his hand back.
"But you're…" He protested.
"Not keeping score." Kate reassured him, "Tonight was supposed to be about you, not me."
He hesitated and then threw the washcloth into the sink. "I'll take back the vixen. I'm marrying the perfect woman."
They kissed again slowly and she let her tongue clash with his. He sucked it in, teasing it with his lips and teeth, before releasing her again. Finally he pulled back and whispered, "I like the way we take care of each other."
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"Look at us going at it like horny teenagers every night." Kate chuckled. They lay in bed, basking in the afterglow of their hot bathroom encounter. She was propped up on her elbow, her body molded against his naked form and her hand caressing his bare chest.
He grinned and stretched. "Do I detect a hidden complaint?"
"No," she slapped him gently and he grinned smugly, knowing fully well she enjoyed every minute of their carnal pleasures. Katherine Beckett was an insatiable, adventurous woman in bed. She leaned over his body and captured his lips in a sloppy kiss, "Love ya. Just making sure I'll still be able to get a lot of mileage out of my husband on our wedding night." She pulled back and winked at him.
"Have I told you yet how much I love it when you call me your husband?"
Kate grinned and brought her nose to his ear and let the tip run along his ear shell, whispering huskily, "My husband."
A groan rumbled through his chest. He turned his head and gazed at her lovingly. "Wife." He reached for her hand and inspected her engagement ring.
"I'm sorry about today." She kissed his chin. "I love you." She looked up, searching his eyes. "You must think I'm embarrassed by you."
"I don't. Kate, it's ok. I understand. It was a less than ideal situation."
"You're always so understanding. I don't deserve it. I don't know what's wrong with me." She sighed heavily and fit her head into the crook of his neck. "I don't want to hide you. It shouldn't be such a big deal that my coworkers know whom I'm dating."
"I get it. It's who you are." Rick glanced down, "You're building walls again." When he felt her tense in his arms, he kissed her through her hair. "Not in a bad way."
"I don't want to regress."
"You're not. It's different. You're erecting walls around us. Not between us." He shifted his weight and sat up a little. "It's in your nature. You're a protector. This is all new for you, so you're doing the only thing familiar to you. You just want to keep this, us safe from prying eyes until you figure things out with us, at work... Besides, I'm here to make sure you don't build them to high, just a nice little mural around our little cocoon of love." He teased her and she rolled her eyes.
"I don't want to hide our relationship from the world anymore. I swear. I want to have dinner dates and leisurely strolls in the park together. I don't mind people knowing about us, really… It's just sometimes easier not to say anything."
"I know," he smiled. He kissed her softly, "It's okay, Kate. We've got all the time in the world to figure out how to make this relationship work. We just need a little time to adjust to the changing circumstances. You were rightfully angry with me today, I could have very easily embarrassed you at your new job. Sometimes I leap before I think."
"Sometimes?" She teased him with an incredulous look.
"Hush!" He smirked, "I'll admit that bailing someone out of jail is really the worst possible scenario for a law enforcement officer to introduce her fiancé to her colleagues. But it was kinda hot watching you today."
She glanced at him skeptically.
"No seriously. That snappy tone, the brusque body language. It reminded me so much of our early cases together, when you were uncomfortable having me around. It's how you behave when you feel a little like a fish out of water." She opened her mouth to protest, but he shushed her. "Which is okay, by the way, because it's a new job, a different line of work and you have to prove yourself all over again. That's just how you are when you feel you're being tested. You overcompensate. I get it. And it's a really big turn on, too, because it's like finding out what sex and/or a relationship between us would have been like if you'd taken me up on my offer that day in the alley."
"Do you regret it took us so long to get here?"
"No. It wouldn't have been the same. Neither of us was ready for a long-term relationship back then. I can see that now. We would've burned like a supernova – incredibly bright at first and then we'd fizzled out. Today, however… I've never felt so committed to anyone, Kate. Except Alexis, but that's different. What I'm trying to say is I still had a lot of growing up to do."
"I like to think I played a small role in that," she smiled shyly and Rick felt all kinds of butterflies swarming through his body.
"You did, Kate." He crushed his lips against hers, kissing her hard. "So much, you'll never know. All I am today is because of you. It's a horrible cliché but it's just the truth. You made me want to be a better man for you. For all my faults, all I've really ever wanted since I fell in love with you was become the man worthy of your love."
"When it's really been the other way round the whole time." Kate sighed. "It's me who was so unworthy of your love, Rick. What you said…about me hiding in nowhere relationships… you were right. I was scared and a coward. For all the times I've accused you of being an egotistical jackass, I haven't really been that much better."
"You are nothing short of amazing, Kate." He ran his nose along her temples. "And you had a very good reason to shut out the world. You were hurt in a way nobody should ever have to go through. You were just protecting yourself."
"Maybe that's true but it didn't do me a whole lot of good. You were right all along. I was attracted to you when we met. Of course you were a complete and total jackass so that took care of the swooning really quickly, but you also have a lot of redeeming qualities. You are a wonderful man deep down inside, generous, open-hearted, loyal…"
He leaned back into the pillows smugly and folded his hands behind his head. "Tell me more, Detective Beckett. What else do you like, no love, about me?"
"All those things you think annoy me?" she whispered conspiratorially. He nodded imperceptibly and she grinned, "In reality those are the things I love about you the most. The way you can get excited over the smallest things. For all those horrible things we've seen over the last five years at work, you've retained a remarkable childlike innocence. You're an optimist; you always look for the silver lining. You always want to help, granted not always in the best way, but you are a great friend and partner."
"You are all those things, too." He tried to return the compliment but Kate shook her head.
"Not like you. I'm driven by a sense of justice; you're just driven by a need to do good, the right thing, even if you go about it the wrong way. You've always believed in me in a way no man ever has. You saw things in me, I didn't see. Yes, you drive me crazy sometimes, but Castle, you also make me feel so good. So…"
"Extraordinary?" He grinned smugly and she swatted his chest.
"What I'm trying to say is…" She struggled to explain. "I want to be all those things you see in me. For you. For me. For us. And that's why I lied about the shooting. That's why I sent you away that summer." Tears filled her eyes. "I couldn't let you see me like that. You put me on that pedestal and I'd sunken so low…"
"Kate…" He protested but she wouldn't let him finish.
"No, Rick, let me say this because I'll never find the courage again to do so. I love you. I've loved you for so long and I've always known that when we get together I wanted it to be forever."
"Your one and done." His eyes twinkled as he smiled.
Her eyes darted around as she studied his face for a beat longer before she replied solemnly, "Yeah." She couldn't help but give him a long and sweet kiss before she continued, "I've been self-sabotaging my relationships for so long, I had to make sure this one was going to last. I was determined to become the best version of me before we took that leap. So I lied about the shooting. I needed more time to put myself back together. Ever since my mom's death, it's felt as if there's been pieces of me missing."
"Kate, you're not a broken vase that needs to be fixed."
"I know that now. But for so many years I've tried to put the pieces back together, frantically searching for everything I lost that night. And it's been so frustrating trying to make the pieces fit because there were always those gaping holes that I tried to stuff with meaningless relationships. I hated those holes in me; I wanted to be whole again. And yet at the same time, I couldn't let go of these holes because it felt that if I fixed them for good I would let my mom down. I would move on and forget."
"Oh Kate," his voice was thick with emotion, feeling so much empathy for her, as she struggled to explain. At a loss for words, he simply tucked her into his side, holding her tightly. She went willingly and he could feel the wet drops of her tears on his shoulder.
"And now?" He finally whispered after a prolonged silence and brushed his lips across her crown in a flurry of kisses, "Do they fit now?"
"No," she shook her heard, "but it doesn't matter anymore."
"So what's changed?" He pulled back and looked at her curiously.
"You." She followed him and kissed him ever so softly. "You. You came into my life like a whirlwind and made an even bigger chaos of my life until I had no idea how all the pieces of my life even were supposed to fit together."
"And that helped?" He frowned bemused.
"Yeah," she beamed at him, "because I realized how stupid I was trying to reassemble something that was so irretrievably broken. And once I realized that, I could focus on building something new, better, stronger out of the loose pieces."
"That's what you were trying to tell me on the swings." Rick finally realized. "I'm sorry I didn't understand you completely back then."
Beckett rolled onto her back, needing to put some physical distance between them for what she was going to say next.
"It's okay. You waited for me anyway, while I fixed myself."
"You didn't have to do it by yourself, Kate." He pressed his lips together and shook his head. "I would have been there for you. I would've helped you every step of the way."
"I know, but this was something I had to do myself. Can you understand that?"
He nodded timidly, even though he really didn't.
"Besides, I didn't have to do it completely on my own, I had a little help along the way."
"Is that why you kept seeing Dr. Burke?" He rolled over onto his side and propped himself up on his elbow. He studied her carefully but respected the space she'd put between them.
"Yeah. It was hard at first but he helped me figure out some very important things about myself. Like for instance that I wanted you to be the centerpiece around which I wanted to reassemble the broken pieces of my life. He made me realize that if my pieces don't fit together, maybe they fit better with one of yours, and it's okay if they don't match completely. There'll be cracks and ridges but that's okay because we're both a little rough around the edges." Kate laughed out loud.
"What's so funny?"
She glanced at him from the corner of her eyes and her tongue poked out at the corner of her lips, while she debated whether telling him.
"I'll admit I may have been a teensy, weensy bit jealous when you were canoodling with Slaughter." She rolled her eyes, when that smug grin spread across his face. "I may have complained about you running around with another cop," she confessed, "and Burke thought it was a woman because of my jealousy."
Castle chuckled. "Don't let Slaughter hear that."
"Wait, you talked about me in your sessions?" There was a little bit of awe in his voice that she thought him important enough in her life to talk about him in therapy. She just wanted to knock him over the head and point out to him that the whole point of going back to therapy was so that she could have the relationship she always wanted with him.
She nodded, "I was fretting about you pulling back, when I thought we were actually getting to a point where a relationship was on the horizon. So I asked him for advice on what I should do about it. He asked me instead what I wanted to do about it."
"And what did you say?"
She looked at him from under her eyes, fluttering her eyelashes a little bit at him. "That I wanted to fuck your brains out." She closed her eyes and felt her cheeks blush a little.
Rick let out a guffaw, "You did not! The poor man!"
"Trust me, he's heard and seen worse. Besides, he totally deserved it. He had that smug grin on his face all throughout the entire session like he just knew I was secretly pining for you. He set himself up for that one."
"I'm sorry I grew impatient with you." He sighed and pulled her back closer to him.
"No, it's ok. I didn't do a very good job explaining myself back then. I should have been clearer with you. More direct but I couldn't just ask you straight out to wait for me."
"Yes, you could have because the truth is I would have waited. I'll always wait for you, Kate. I love you. I'll always be there." He stated solemnly. "That summer was the worst time of my life."
"I'm so sorry I lied to you."
"That's not even it, Kate." Castle explained, "Sure it sucked knowing that I poured my heart out to you and you didn't even remember. But what was ten times worse was that you pushed me away. I felt so guilty about everything and you'd locked me out of your life."
"You thought I was punishing you?"
He nodded, "If I'd never reopened your mother's case, if I had been just one second faster…"
"Then maybe you'd be dead now." Beckett sighed, scooting closer to him. "You can't think like this."
"I put you in danger and I'll never forgive myself for that."
"If you hadn't poked your nose where it didn't belong, I wouldn't know why my mother was killed. That's helped me a lot in the process of learning to let go, even if I can't put Bracken behind bars yet."
"I can't help myself. I want to protect you and keep you safe. I love you."
"You do, Castle. You're my rock. You stood beside me on the second hardest day of my life, even after I'd pushed you away. You've given me so much strength all those years. I wouldn't be here today, if it wasn't for you. I would still be chasing ghosts back in New York, keeping vigil at my mother's grave. But now I've got ambitions again, I'm looking forward to a future with you. You reminded me that there's more to life. Every day you encourage me to live my life to the fullest. You've helped me let go of my past and trust in my future. Without you, I would've never been in the right mindset to consider this job here. You've helped me grow so much as a woman and as a cop. I know now what I really want in life and I'm no longer afraid to go for it. I have this amazing relationship with this amazing man who can't wait to spend the rest of his life with me."
"I kinda have to, since I'm the centerpiece of your new life now." He joked. He grabbed her at the hips and rolled himself on top of her. "I love you, Kate. I want to be a part of your life forever."
"I know."
"No, I don't think you understand. You're everywhere, Kate. You're the air that I breathe, the blood that runs through my veins, the music in my ears, my anchor, my north star. You're everything. You're already a part of me." He kissed her deeply. His tongue swept across hers, savoring the velvet feel and mint taste. Kate sighed deeply, responding to his kisses eagerly. Her fingers brushed along the soft skin, down the sides of his body. She pressed her hips into his groin desperately. Castle tried to slow down her kisses, keeping it sweet and gentle. Slightly frustrated, she reached for him. She felt his cock growing in her hand, as she stroked him to a full erection. Her leg wound around his thigh and she pushed herself off the mattress, trying to switch positions.
"No, Kate," he broke their kiss and reached for her hands. He moved them back up next to her head and held them there.
"But I wanna fuck your brains out!" She grinned at him mischievously.
He chuckled, "You can be in charge tomorrow and fuck my brains out. Tonight let me show you. Let me make love to you. Please." He studied her eyes carefully until she nodded her consent. He smiled, "My beautiful, gorgeous Kate," he whispered, "where do I start?"
He looked at her playfully and she thrust up her hips, telling him unequivocally where she wanted him to start.
"I can't skip the main course," he ogled her body openly but brushed his cock against her wet folds, "and go straight for desert."
"Yes, you can." She hummed with arousal.
"What if I fuck out your brains first?" He looked at her amused and Kate laughed out loud, reaching for his ass. He pressed his head slowly into her pussy, feeling her lips engulf his cock with every inch he disappeared deeper inside her. Kate let out a long and satisfied moan.
"Such a gorgeous voice." He whispered and nuzzled her throat with his lips. "Have I ever told you how much I love your voice?" He pulled out and thrust back in. She shook her head slightly no, realizing it was indeed one of the few things he'd never actually commented on before.
"No?" He lifted his head and raised his eyebrows surprised. "I apologize for the gross negligence on my part. I love your wonderful voice. The hard edge in your tone when you're interrogating a suspect, the snappy, rapid pattern you use when you're annoyed with me, the snarky undertone when your jealousy gets the better of you, the soft lilt when you're feeling frisky."
He made love to her with long, slow and deliberate strokes. "Let's see, what's next? Oh yes, your tits. Those perfect mounds that fill my hands just the right way." He cupped on of her breasts in his hand and massaged her flesh gently. "So round and firm and perfect. And those perky pink nipples." His mouth closed around the one on her other breast and sucked hungrily. Kate moaned wildly, grinding her hips against his. He switched sides and teased the other stiff bud with his tongue.
"Castle," she rasped his name breathlessly over and over, "Castle. Castle."
"You like that, huh?"
She nodded unable to string together a coherent sentence.
"Are you close?"
She nodded, a heavy moan escaped her throat.
"Good," he groaned, "and those sexy moans. From that sexy mouth of yours." He caressed her lips, which were swollen from all the kissing, "those fucking seductive lips," his mouth trailed kisses up her cheek. "God, Kate, I just love everything about you. Your pretty eyes, your cute lips, your adorable ears, your tempting neck, your beautiful long locks, your full breasts, your long legs, your hips, when you sway them seductively, your belly,..." His hand travelled down from her throat over her breasts and stomach. Suddenly, images of her belly round and swollen with his child flooded his mind unbidden again and did a real number on his libido.
There was something in his smile, the way he looked at her with so much tenderness and adoration, that made her heart flutter and she pulled him down for a passionate kiss. Their tongues danced around each other as he drove deeper into her. Her moans got louder. He could feel her walls tightening around his cock, letting him know she was about to come. Her hands reached around his back, clasping him closer, tighter, deeper, her breasts squashed between their bodies. Breathless gasps and guttural moans mixed into their open-mouthed hungry kisses, as he carried her over the threshold with strong, measured strokes. With one final grunt he pumped into her deeply, holding himself completely still, as he released inside her. Her pussy throbbed around his cock uncontrollably, drawing out his last drop of semen. For the second time that night he emptied his seed deep inside her and he hoped it would feel this incredible when they made love to conceive.
Kate continued rocking her hips, dragging out her orgasm as long as possible. Wave after wave of ecstasy crashed over her body, leaving her limp and spineless. Slowly her spasms subsided. Their moans turned into satisfied humming. Their heated kissing calmed down, and her undulating hips slowed to little quivers. Their tongues continued to play around each other, as the post-coital haze enveloped their mind and bodies. Refusing to part yet, their lips remained fused together, trading slow and gentle kisses.
"I love you," they told each other over and over in between brushes of their lips. Castle finally rolled off of her onto his back, slipping out of her. She let out another whimper and her body automatically followed him, cuddling into his side.
"We should get some sleep," Rick caressed her back softly.
"In a minute," she whispered before she captured his lips with her mouth again.
"Ha!" He huffed and puffed out his chest, "Katherine Beckett cannot get enough of Richard Castle!"
"Tell me it's still going to be like that five years from now." She gazed into his eyes full of love.
"With you, Kate," he told her solemnly, "I have absolutely no doubt that we'll keep that flame of passion burning forever."
