Ok. This is the last chapter. I had to finish them off for the night. It's not perfect, just done for the fun of writing some fluff.

Chapter 3

"Kate?" Castle shook her body. "Katie, wake up!" He ordered gently. "We're home." Everyone was in the hired vehicle which had returned them to the beach house. The car had pulled to a stop outside the main entrance. The sensor lights came on at the front verandah. Rick looked down to his girlfriend who had fallen into a drunken sleep against him during the trip home. "Kate!"

"Try harder." Lanie suggested as she stepped out of the car.

Jenny, who was quite intoxicated, balanced herself off Ryan and peered closely into Kate's unconscious face. She tapped her cheeks and not gaining a response smiled at Rick. "She's drunk, Castle."

Rick smiled in amusement at tiny Jenny who was just about as intoxicated at Kate was. "I know." He glanced to Ryan who was laughing.

"C'mon Jenny." Ryan tugged on her arm.

"Shhh.." Jenny replied. "You will wake up Kate." She followed Kevin out of the car.

Everyone had clambered out the other side to where Rick was and they waited by the front door. Esposito stepped to Castle's side of the car and opened the door peering in with a wicked grin. His tie was hanging loosely about his neck. "She doesn't wake up?" He asked Castle glancing between the two of them.

"She will." Rick replied and shook her body.

Esposito laughed at Castle's efforts to arouse her from sleep. "She's out cold, Castle. She drank a fair bit of Tequila."

"That she did, trying to keep up with you."

"Which will never happen. She is competitive." Espo reached in taking hold of her upper arms. He lifted her up and out of the car at which time she started to stir, having a grumble at being moved.

"But weight for weight she didn't have a chance against you." Castle chuckled. "That third Tequila killed her."

Esposito laughed with him. Under Esposito's instructions, Kate stood sleepily, supported by his arm about her waist. Her intoxicated eyes partially opened to Esposito who was staring at her. "Hey Chica. Feeling that Tequila huh?" She moaned and nodded and turned her eyes to find Rick who was talking to the driver of the sedan. He patted the roof and bit the driver farewell.

As soon as Rick was standing beside her, he gently grasped Kate by her jaw with his large hand and studied her face. He chuckled at her. "And you said you can hold your liquor." He muttered in amusement.

"I can. Just tired." She grumbled and reached clumsily about his neck. "My boots are too high."

"Yeah Beckett, just tired and your boots are too high." He agreed and indicated silently to Esposito she was totally intoxicated. Rick had drank as much, if not more but he just felt relaxed. Kate's last shot of Tequila, trying to keep up with the guys had finished her off. He held her steady and took her from Esposito. "Never seen you drunk." He commented.

"Not drunk at all, writer boy. Please take me to bed." She requested of him.

Esposito laughed at her. "She's drunk."

"I know." He found the keys to the house in his pants pocket.

Rick felt the weight around his neck increase. He reached under her legs and lifted her off the ground to carry her inside the house. By the time Castle was at the front door she was out cold again. He handed the keys to Ryan, who unlocked the door, as Castle jostled her up higher in his arms. Everyone wandered inside. The women pulled off their shoes inside the doorway. Castle continued past them toward the stairs.

"I'm taking Kate up to bed guys. She won't wake up now. I'll see you in the morning." Castle said to all of them and he carried Kate up the stairs to bed. He kicked the bedroom door shut behind him and walked Kate to the bed he laid her on her. He peered down at her momentarily thinking she looked like she had been spilt on the floor the way her limbs were awkwardly angled. He pulled off her boots and left them on the floor beside the bed. He thought about taking her dress off but decided it was too tight and difficult to manoeuvre her out of it whilst she was unconscious. He threw the blankets over her body. Good enough. She was sound asleep and wouldn't be too worried about her dress. He used the bathroom, brushed his teeth, stripped off his clothes and went to bed himself.

The need to urinate woke Kate a couple of hours after Castle had carried her to bed. She sat up and slipped her legs out of bed, feet touching the plush carpet as she glanced over her shoulder to Rick who soundly slept. A wicked smile crossed her face as she quietly walked on her toes to the bathroom thinking about their behaviour last evening. She pulled the dress off and left it over the wash basket and continued to the toilet.

Shortly after, she stood herself in front of the mirror assessing her physical state. Make up was mess, hair tussled and starting to kink with her natural waves. She brushed her teeth, trying to recall how she had ended up in bed. The last thing she recalled vividly was standing outside the sedan with Ricks face in hers. Then there was nothing. She figured she had passed out. The Tequila shots they had been slamming down had totally finished her. She distinctly remembered telling the boys she was out of the drinking competition. She did know when to stop. It seemed Castle had made sure she ended up in bed with him.

A grin rapidly spread over her face as she recalled their storeroom fuck at the bar. That had been awesome. Fast but fun. She felt her groin awaken with want just thinking about it. She thought about Rick asleep in their bed. She contemplated waking him up in her special way. She finished brushing the teeth then decided to give her face a wash to remove the make-up. She found a face cloth and filled the sink with warm water. As it was filling she stripped herself of her panties and bra tossing them into the clothes hamper. She washed her face thoroughly then continued to wash her wash her entire body to quickly to freshen up. A sprinkle of his favourite perfume and she tip toed back to the bedroom, sliding beneath the blankets. For several moments she silently stared at Rick who slept undisturbed, on his side, facing her direction. He gave a quiet snore with each breath. His face was relaxed and free of the worry lines she saw on his face during the days she was of high maintenance, well higher than normal. She traced her fingertip like a feather over his hair line. Her heart quickened. Her tummy grew butterflies. She wanted him. A soft smile grew over her face amazed he wasn't' woken. Her eyes wandered over every part of his head, his eyelids and long lashes, she studied the scars on his forehead, the freckles on his face, his whiskers, his gorgeous luscious lips. She played with his hair, brushed her finger tips over his lips. He slept soundly. In silence she stared at Castle, unable to define the depth of how much she loved him.

She pressed her lips to his, stayed there a little while then pulled back and looked over his entire face. God he was beautiful. She whispered, "Nobody will ever love me the way you love me." She paused looking over his sleeping face. "I've never loved anyone as much as I love you." She bit her lip, her eyes staying on his when she saw them move. He opened his eyes directly to hers, smiling sleepily. She smiled coyly. "You heard that?"

"And I'm the writer." He responded, stroking her hair back, lovingly staring at her. "Remember this moment, won't you Kate. Remember it forever." He requested and she nodded kissing the inside of his wrist when his hand stroked the side of her head. She returned her eyes to his.

"I love you," she murmured, "thank you for waiting for me."

"Always. I love you too." He saw the expression in her eyes change to that of want a second before she lifted herself to his mouth she tentatively kissed. He responded wanting her to continue and she did, growing hungrier. She pushed him to his back and moved herself until she was straddling his body her hips over his groin. Her hair fell about his face. She hooked it behind her ear as she kissed him. Her dark eyes stared into his blue eyes for several silent seconds. Word didn't need to be spoken. Her eyes said it all, how much she desired and loved him. He brought her back to him kissing her hard and intentionally. She moved to his jaw licking and sucking her way over his skin to his neck. She nibbled his throat, brushed her lips over his whiskers, growing keener with every moan he made. He tried to lift her off so he would have his way with her but she stopped him, stilling herself until he relaxed back on the bed.

"Good boy." She said firmly, her hands stroking his chest as her mouth took one of his nipples and teased it with her tongue. He ran his hands through her hair lifting it off her face so he could watch her and her eyes glanced to his, her expression making him smile.

He instantly understood exactly what she planned to do. "Oh!" He started. "My naughty girlfriend is paying me a visit." He declared.

Kate laughed. "Naughty Kate wants to play." She purred. "With Ricky."

"Oh my god!" He declared. Whenever she called him Ricky, she was feeling mischievous. Her palms flat against his skin, massaged his chest down over his ribs, feeling his strength, his size and his masculinity. Kate breathed his scent deeply into her lungs intoxicated by the mixture of him, old aftershave and herself, them. The ache in her groin was growing stronger but she wanted him first to be satisfied, fully satisfied. Her hand blindly found his hardened cock as she crawled down the bed, her mouth wandering, taking a path down to his stomach to his groin. A ping of excitement flushed through her, feeling how hard he was already for her. She felt his hand at the back of her head, his eyes on her. Her long slim fingers surrounded his growth, a moan of appreciation of the sight of him escaping her lips. She turned and looked to his eyes, showing him a very naughty expression as she poised at the end of him. The tip of her tongue teased the end of this penis, circled the tip just the once. She licked her lips and smiled to his eyes.

"Kate," he groaned, "You are such a tease," he whispered and not a second later she took him into her mouth, her tongue circling his shaft with passionate intentions of where she was taking him. She firmly closed her lips about him, explored him with her tongue. Castle laid back, closed his eyes dropping his hands to his side. He desires to touch her, but what she was doing to him stopped his mind from thinking. How he'd imagined Kate performing this on him was nothing close to how intense it realistically felt. She keenly sucked, her tongue felt along his swollen shaft, flicked him, tasted him as her fingers skilfully played with his tender balls.

Kate, totally focussed on pleasing Castle, moved her mouth to his balls, tentatively tasting him, her tongue toying with thin sensitive skin. She could feel the ache increased in her, her pussy was wet and swollen. She wanted him insider her so much her hips were starting to instinctively flex in anticipation of the moment he would enter her. Just the thought of him doing it cause her muscles to contract in response. She jumped when she felt his hand move between her legs and his fingers found her spot. He moaned, enjoying his play by the noises that escaped him. Kate teased his balls as her fingers pushed against his crotch behind his balls. He moaned and glanced up at Kate, a bit surprised by the experience.

"Good?" She inquired.

"Don't stop." He pleaded.

Kate smiled at him, then was back on his cock keenly making a meal of him clearly enjoying herself. He uncontrollably shuddered. Kate's pelvis bucked on its own. She pushed him in as far as she could, her eyes shifting to his face, his concentration fully focussed on what she was doing. She opened her mouth and blew cool air against his wet shaft then gripped him with her hand. She returned to him taking him in her mouth again. She felt him lie right back, "Fuck!" He muttered. "Geez, oh fuck!" It caused Kate to laugh. "I'm gonna come." He exclaimed between rapid gasps of air and the instant she heard him say that, Kate sat up to straddle his hips. He opened his eyes and looked up when she stopped, then took hold of her hips. He grinned in approval, "Oh yeah." He encouraged seeing where she was going and locked eyes with her. She flicked back her hair and smiled seductively at him as she sunk herself over his cock. She took all of him. She waited, then rotated her hips and lifted herself off him. Rick muttered something closing his eyes. She felt his finger at her clitoris, but closed her eyes to concentrate on rhythmically fucking him until he came. She didn't stop moving no matter how strong he held her to keep her still or how loudly he pleaded her to cease moving, whilst he climaxed inside her. His body jolted beneath her, his hips thrust against her, his hands found and gripped hers tightly.

She stayed there straddled over him observing his expressions, a smile of contentment spreading over her that she could to that to him. She shifted a little causing him to jump.

"Don't move Baby. My God."

The left side of her mouth lifting when she felt how sensitive his nerves were and that he was still semi hard. "I'm impressed, Honey." She commented in a murmur.

"So am I," he replied, "My naughty Tequila slammer girl. You were sound asleep."

"I woke up." She rocked a little more, enjoying the feel of his still semi hard penis inside her. She contracted her muscles and continued to move a little, knowing he was pinned beneath her and couldn't escape her.

He growled, still too sensitive to movement. "Babe."

She chuckled. "You can do it." She encouraged.

"No, no. I'm sleepy, Babe." Castle said and attempted to lift her off him, but Kate laughed in amusement and sunk her weight into his hips. He groaned again, his body extremely sensitive.

"You sure?" She shifted a little, teasing him. He moaned. She could still feel him pulsing inside her. "I can feel him," she purred, "growing more and more."

"You are a tease, Kate."

"I know, but you like it Ricky. You always liked that about me." She moaned watching his hands stroke the length of her body from her scar to her groin. "You saw it in me when we met." She leaned over placing her hands on the bed to the sides of his body. "You knew I was the one back then didn't you." She whispered her hair curtaining her face. He stroked her looking up into her eyes.

"I knew the moment you said my name." He replied, recalling the night she'd come up to him at his party, police badge in her hand.

"Really?!"

"Really." He confirmed.

"That is so sweet." She went to his mouth and delicately kissed his lips.

"Tell me what you said. The first words you said to me." He requested.

"I don't remember." She tilted her hips a little. He narrowed his eyes at her in warning which made her smile.

"Yes you do."

Kate smiled and blushed. She glanced down to his eyes then cast them to the ceiling. "Richard Castle, my name is Detective Beckett, I need to ask you a few questions."

"How fucking hot was that?" He laughed. "It wasn't quite right but close enough." He grinned and patted her thighs.

Kate snickered and shifted her hips to release him from her. She laid down upon him then slid off the side of him. Her chin rested on her hand that laid over his chest. She stared into his eyes in the dim natural light that came through the opened curtains. He shifted and wrapped his arm around her making himself comfortable, his hands finding a place on her back to caress.

"My writer boy." She whispered, playing with his hair.

He smiled sleepily and made a grunt. "Always." He murmured having heard the love in the way she'd said it. He heard her smirk in response. "Go back to sleep my vixen. Enough of your teasing me for now." He placed his hand over her head and stroked her hair back. "Go to sleep." He whispered.