Castle was focused on review mentally the list of Presidents of the United States, because he was so excited and so starved for sex that his 'little friend' could end sooner he wanted.

Kate was not making him easy. She was sitting astride on his crotch, moving her hips like a goddnes, making gestures and noises he liked so much, although Rick knew that Kate was overreacting to pleasure him. The energetic and sweet caress that she was giving to his member was worthy of writing a whole book. Maybe he will.

He concentrated on breathing through the nose, keeping the last hairpin in his mouth closed. And it was being damned difficult. He needed to open his mouth for breathing, snorting, groaning, yelling her name interrupted by breathing and especially for kissing, licking, biting her.

Futhermore Rick was tied up wrists above his head, so more difficult breathing. But worst of all was the urgent need to use her hands to caress her, explore her, stimulate her, but he could not. Castle began to pull the silk belt hoping it were bad tied and to break free, but Beckett was very good at making knots.

Kate stopped moving and breathed deeply a few times. Thank God, so he could 'calm'.

Then his muse changed the tilt of her hips and rhythm of her movements. Kate closed her eyes and bowed her head. Now Beckett was indulging herself. At her own pace. How she liked it. Her hair covered her face, so that the writer could only see her mouth opened and panting with her lower lip, red and swollen by her own bites.

Castle knew that now she was not acting. It was Kate's magic moment, when she focused on all the sensations her body was feeling just before exploding in orgasm. And he did not want to lose the moment, he wanted to be part of it. Rick needed to hold her, needed to feel her with his whole body. He knew he could not reach his own climax otherwise.

He felt her sensual dance was concentrating on feeling his erection in every nook of his celestial female anatomy. A low moan of her was the clue for Castle: Kate had reached a point of no return, and no one would stop to get what her body asked. So he risked throwing away the last hairpin.

"Un ... Untie me!" Rick gasped heavily to take new fresh oxygen. He felt relieved but now his body was asking for more action.

Beckett was in another world and Castle even doubted that she could hear him.

"Un... tie... mmm... please!"

The writer was desperate for feeling her. He tense his muscles and lifted his butt with urge, trying to get Kate's attention. Rick felt her strong hands leaning on his chest to steady herself and felt a wave of intense pleasure that was the first warning of his own body, coming dangerously close to orgasm.

Rick could not grab anything for release his sexual strain. He pulled his hands tied which was really painful for his ailing body. Now he kept his eyes closed because he could not bear the situation. If his orgasm exploded now he thought that he could break a bone pulling, and if did not he would die of a heart attack.

"KATE PLEASE!"

His last desperate attempt was accompanied by a groan that made a few tears out from his eyes. Castle raised his butt with anger because this was not being as he wanted, and Kate was thrown forward. She landed with her breasts over his face. A surprised Rick opened his eyes.

Castle was afraid she frightened of have hurt. Rick looked at her face and saw only her bright eyes full of lust and desire still dissatisfied. Then and only then Kate pulled hard an end of the silk belt and released him. It was amazing how Beckett knew him, she knew exactly how to excite him to the limit.

Rick felt his arms lighter and with one fluid movement he hugged and rolled their bodies to finish above her. He was happy to bury his face in her neck, inhaling the scent of her skin. And it was even better to open his mouth and eat her while she clutched at his back.

But what Castle really wanted at that moment was to sink into her depths so, without wasting more time, lounged at her slowly but deeply until Kate let out all the air from her lungs into a moan while she closed one hand grasping the hair his neck.

Castle roared to accompany her, but his voice faded out for been hugging her firmly and clawing with the teeth her delicious collarbone. He threw back his attack very slowly, but when almost outside, Kate quickly jabbed the fingers of one hand on one of his buttocks stopping his movement. Then Rick's body gave him a second notice of his imminent climax and he lunged again with such force that both slided on satin sheets.

Both shouted pleasured with one voice, but neither of the two was aware of his or her actions. Just their primal instinct rules now.

The timing and strength of Rick's shakes was the dance that Kate had joined, surrounding him with her arms and legs, determined to let go where the beast within Castle wanted.

Their hot and sweaty bodies moved like a single being, despite the ferocity of their movements it was a beautiful show, like a machine working at full power. Their moans and cries were no longer human, just an instinctive exhaust valve because the waves of pleasure experienced in their bodies, which would otherwise have come to explode literally.

There was banging noises, fabric ripping, more bangs, but neither of them heard anything.

And only when Castle felt Kate succumb in his arms accompanying her orgasm with her guttural moans, his brain gave permission to join her with a few last thrusts and, for the first time in days, Rick was taken to paradise where he wanted to be the rest of his life.

seriosuly? no reviews of last chapter? OMG I'm going to cry... (just kidding)

Do somebody know about a free good grammar corrector?

I feel 'lost in translation', hehehe.