"Do you have any threes?" Julia asked Alexis.
"Go fish," the young woman replied. Watching the little girl getting a card from the deck she looked over at Eliza and saw that she was chewing on the end of one of her cards. "Lizzy," she said sternly, pulling them away gently. "You can't be hungry still."
"I don't think she is," Julia replied, setting down some queens. "But I bet she's getting tired."
"That bath took it out of you didn't it?" Alexis asked. She wasn't surprised when Eliza didn't respond to that, only yawned, and she laughed softly before she pulled her close and hugged her against her side. "We'll have to put her to bed after this game."
"Okay," Julia said, waiting for Alexis to ask their sister for a card. She wasn't surprised when she won after getting some fives from Eliza and she then helped her big sister gather the deck before they put it aside.
"Come and say goodnight Jules," Alexis said softly before her sister hurried over to the bed while she was helping Eliza tuck her legs under the bed sheet.
Getting on the bed Julia hugged Eliza tightly and said, "I love you Lizzy, see you in the morning."
"Night, love you Jules," the toddler said in a sigh.
Kissing her cheek Julia moved back a little bit to let Alexis get on the bed with them.
"Goodnight Lizzy, I love you too," the young woman told her, smiling when Eliza merely yawned at first.
"Love you 'lexis," the toddler sighed.
Motioning to Julia to get off the bed Alexis tucked Eliza in carefully and then kissed her cheek gently as by the time she had finished the toddler was fast asleep. "Okay so what would you like to do now?" she asked her as they went over to the couch in front of the window near the bed.
"We don't have to do anything," Julia said, shrugging her shoulders. She then sighed and said, "I wish you didn't have to go 'lexis."
Studying her sister for a moment Alexis brought her closer to her, wrapping her arm around her shoulders as Julia leaned against her. "I won't be gone for too long remember," she said first. "And so you know I don't want to go either but I feel like I need to."
"So you can be a good doctor?" Julia asked, not surprised that her sister nodded. She sighed and then said, "I'm going to miss you."
"You know I'll miss you, seeing you two growing up," Alexis told her. When her sister nodded she then added, "Two years though and I will come back to New York."
"And then what?" Julia said.
"I need to see if I can join a place for children psychologists or start my own place," Alexis told her.
"Would you go to the city, 'cause you could find somewhere in the Hamptons I bet," Julia said.
"I'll look there but I'll probably have a better chance in the city," Alexis said. "But I'll keep in touch, you're my family. Plus Dad would never let me not keep in touch."
Giggling softly at that Julia nodded and said, "When I get older can I e-mail you sometimes?"
"And text but I'll be back from Oxford before that," Alexis told her as she nodded her head at the same time. "Just remember that you're going to be the big sister at home, so you need to watch out for Eliza for me."
"I will," Julia said earnestly before they fell silent.
"Why don't we look at one of your books?" Alexis said. "And read together until we go to bed?"
"Yeah," Julia said happily, smiling at her widely before getting up to get a book. She couldn't really forget that her sister was going to be leaving soon but she pushed that aside, not wanting to spend what they had left of their vacation worrying about having to say goodbye to her. So she instead focused her attention on the moment and reading with her big sister as she went back to the couch with her book in hand.
"What an unexpected restaurant," Martha was saying as they sat around the table they'd been led to on the patio outside it. "I would assume the food is French?"
"Why?" Castle asked, knowing that question was rhetorical with the name of the place.
"What will we be eating in France?" Martha asked.
"It's a sample of what we'll have there," Beckett couldn't help saying as they looked over the pre theater meal.
"I hope the girls are enjoying their dinner," Jim said absently as he looked at his menu.
"They will," Beckett replied with a slight smile. "They'll be having the afternoon tea."
"It's funny they seem to enjoy that as much as they do," Jim said. "You didn't have it that many times back at home did you?"
"Not since that teahouse went out of business," Castle replied. "Remember?"
"Hard to forget," Beckett said, setting down her menu. "But I think they enjoy the novelty of it too."
"Oh of course," Martha said quickly as she spotted their waitress coming over to them. "How often do you get your meal on tiers of plates?"
Ordering their drinks Castle couldn't help ask his father in law once they were alone, "Have you had ginger beer?"
"I have and I know the brand," Jim said, knowing why he'd asked. "It's non-alcoholic."
"So the girls could drink it," Castle said to his wife, not wanting to comment anymore about that fact to her dad.
"I don't think they'd like the taste," Beckett replied. "I've had it," she said simply then as he looked at her questioningly. "Are you ready?"
"I am," Castle said, surprised until he realized the waitress had come back.
They gave their food orders that time and once the woman had left Martha said to her son, "You aren't going to have steak-frites when we're in Paris?"
"I don't think it's going to work out that I do," Castle said. He then explained to Jim since Beckett already knew, "When I'm in Paris there's a place I go to for that. But with us going to the Louvre and the tower, we'll probably grab something quick to eat."
"I know a lovely little bistro where we can have dinner with the girls," Martha told him then. "While you're having your dinner at the tower."
"I'm wondering," Beckett said after she took a sip of her wine. "How is it going to work out that I'll be able to look for a dress that night?"
"We'll work that in," Martha replied before her son could.
"She needs a dress Mother," Castle said teasingly. "Not you."
"I never said I was going to go," Martha said, waving her hand. "Take your wife and we'll spend more time with our grandchildren."
"You really know the chef at the restaurant?" Jim said.
"An old childhood friend," Castle said with a nod. "I'm not sure why he spontaneously e-mailed me… oh, I just realized. Claudia," he told his wife.
"She was a college friend of his and dated the chef," Beckett explained to her father. "That would make sense you mentioned to her that we were coming."
After a few minutes of silence, Martha couldn't help breaking it as she said to her son and daughter law, "So we are going to see a play."
"We'll tell you now Martha," Beckett said, smiling at her husband. "A Midsummer Night's Dream."
"Your play," Jim said.
"Was that planned?" Martha asked them then.
"Honestly it wasn't," Castle told her. "We decided to go to whatever there was… even if it was Hamlet and instead that popped up."
"It makes sense," Jim said slowly.
"It would," Martha replied. "That or Much Ado About Nothing… Never mind, thank you," she told them then seriously.
"You're welcome but it's also for us too," Beckett said in response. "We don't usually get to go to plays out in the Hamptons."
"So you miss the city?" Jim said, glancing at Castle's mother.
"Not exactly," Castle said as he reached over to take his wife's hand. "We miss the kind of culture it has… I guess some of the restaurants too. But the Hamptons has become home now. The girls' home."
"Which is more important of course," Martha said, Jim nodding in agreement with her.
"Of course," Beckett murmured. She responded to the squeeze her husband gave her hand with one of her own before she leaned over and murmured to him softly.
Seeing that their food was about to be served Castle responded in turn, agreeing to text the girls later to check on them before they turned their attention to their meal and their parents.
"I can't believe it," Martha was saying, looking around. "I have always wanted to come here to see a play performed in Shakespeare's birthplace."
"It's a really nice theater," Beckett said in amusement to her mother in law's reaction to the Royal Shakespeare Theater's interior, large and nearly looking like they were under the night sky.
"And you know already they will be good actors," Martha told her seriously.
"Of course," Beckett said, looking up at her husband and father who were coming down the front row where their seats were. She took the glass of wine that he handed her and said, "A lot of people?"
"A ton," Castle said before he took her hand, squeezing it firmly.
Smiling at him for a moment, Beckett glanced at his mother who was sitting to her right and was surprised to see that she was talking to someone on her other side. She turned to her husband and saw that he was listening in to the conversation that her father was having with someone else. She put her free hand on his arm to get his attention and said, "What did Alexis say?"
"Oh I forgot," Castle said, recalling then. He glanced at her as he took his phone out of his pocket and asked her, "How did you know she replied."
"Because I know Alexis, she wouldn't wait that long when you text her about the girls," Beckett said before she took his phone and opened it to the message.
"They're fine; I have to wonder how that bath went…" Castle started to say before he realized that she was texting his daughter back.
"It was fine," Beckett replied as she read the message. "A lot of splashing according to her."
"Which tends to be par for the course for Eliza," Castle said. "Though I just had a thought, shouldn't swimming have cured her of that at least for tonight?"
"She's three, it'll take more time than that," Beckett replied in amusement. She handed him back his phone and then said, "Let my dad drive us back to the hotel."
"Oh?" Castle said in slight surprise.
"I want to take a walk along the river," Beckett said.
"You don't want to ask them to join… oh," Castle began before he realized he didn't really need to ask that question. "Sure, that'll be great," he then was quick to say. "But we're not going to…"
"No," Beckett said, rolling her eyes slightly. "Though I could be tired."
"Not going to work love," Castle said, switching quickly to Irish for that. "You said I owe you remember?"
"Amazing you didn't forget that," Beckett said with a smirk. "But thank you for reminding me actually," she told him. "I've been getting a number of ideas."
"Want to share them with me?" Castle asked hopefully.
"I'm afraid not," Beckett said, having hesitated a moment since the lights flickered in the theater. She squeezed Castle's hand gently before they turned their attention to the stage, watching as the play began.
Castle wanted to see his mother's reaction to the production as it went on until the intermission but Beckett eventually stopped him from leaning over in his seat. When the lights came back on he said, "What do you think?"
"Wonderful, though I think the lead has a cold," Martha said.
"I could tell that too," Beckett said. She was surprised when her mother in law stood, as did her father and she said, "You met people."
"Just a quick drink and some discussion," Martha said.
"Discussion on my part," Jim said after Castle's mother had left them. "We'll be back of course."
Watching him go next Castle turned to his wife before she pressed her hand to his chest. "Come on, you really thought I was going to do that?"
"I had to be careful," Beckett told him teasingly. "What?"
"Do you want me to get a drink?" he asked her.
"I think I'm fine," Beckett said, taking his hand again. "I don't need a buzz." She then looked at him out of the corner of her eye and said, "Or is that your plan?"
"No, I want you to be fully… aware," Castle said, going to Irish yet again. He raised her hand to his mouth and kissed it gently before they turned their attention to the stage as they watched the props being switched out.
At the blinking of the lights again Martha and Jim returned to their seat and the four watched the rest of the play. When it had ended and they had applauded the cast they followed the other theater goers out into the lobby, Castle and Beckett watching their parents say goodbye to those they had met.
"Dad," Beckett said as they were then walking to their car. "Would you mind driving yourselves and Martha back to the hotel?"
"Not at all," Jim said. "Are you going to walk back from here?"
"No we'll stop on the other side of the river," Castle told him. "And walk along the path there before we head back."
"Sounds like a romantic ending to your night," Martha commented once they'd gotten inside the car.
"You're welcome to come with us," Beckett said, not surprised when Castle looked to her.
Laughing slightly Martha shook her head and said, "There's no need, we've seen the river before of course."
"She's right," Jim said next, knowing that his daughter was looking at him.
Castle smiled at that before they were crossing the bridge and he had to direct his father in law to the path. "We'll have breakfast down at the bar tomorrow," he said as he and Beckett got out and leaned over to look through the window at them. "And we're going to check out right after that so we can get going to Ludlow."
"How long is the drive?" Jim said.
"It's going to be nearly two hours but that's because we're going to stop at Tewkesbury," Beckett replied. "For you Dad. We weren't planning to really go through the city until the day after tomorrow."
"Sounds like it will be fun," Martha said.
"You're speaking for the girls aren't you?" Castle asked her.
"I am," Martha replied. "And with no small amount of confidence."
"Good night Dad, Martha," Beckett said with a slight laugh. "We'll see you in the morning."
"Good night darling, enjoy the rest of your night," Martha replied first.
"Goodnight Katie," Jim said simply, knowing already his daughter would be aware that he would echo Martha's words.
"I guess I'll say it too; but a little differently; night Jim, Mother," Castle said.
After they'd said goodnight to him Martha and Jim looked on as the two walked down the path hand in hand together.
When Beckett wrapped her hand around her son's upper arm, Martha commented before Jim pulled away, "I think my telling them to enjoy tonight was a little unnecessary."
"They know we're hoping they'll do so, like we are for the girls," Jim said, turning his attention to make it back to the hotel.
"You can't really see the river too well," Castle said after they'd walked down the path a bit away from where they'd been dropped off.
"Mainly because there aren't bright lights on this side," Beckett said. "There it is," she said then, making him stop as she looked across the river at the theater.
"Did you enjoy it?" Castle asked her, squeezing her hand gently.
"Of course," Beckett replied, smiling widely. "But what I really enjoyed was the fact that it wasn't a tragedy."
"I think that surprised my mother more than it did me," Castle said.
"That I prefer the comedies to tragedies?" Beckett asked. When her husband nodded she smiled and then said, "Sometimes they can be depressing; but you know I'll make an exception for Hamlet."
"I know," Castle replied.
"How far do you want to go down?" Beckett asked him as they walked down a little more.
"Not far," Castle said. He then looked at her and said, "I was almost tempted to take you to the bar for a drink."
"I'd prefer if you didn't," Beckett said. "Now I do have to think you have an ulterior motive."
"Should I have said first that I was going to take you to get a drink before the dinner and the play?" Castle asked.
"Probably but it's a little too late now," Beckett said to him teasingly. She leaned over and kissed him gently on the lips before murmuring, "I think coffee will be much better."
"You're right and we can just go straight to our room," Castle replied. He stopped then and said, "In fact, let's go." He turned them around, not surprised when his wife started laughing at that, and said, "Do you mind?"
"Isn't it a little late for me to voice a protest?" Beckett asked him wryly since neither of them was stopping.
"Maybe but still, I'll give you a chance… okay, your chance is over," Castle said rapidly. He laughed when his wife shoved his shoulder playfully and they kept on walking together until they reached their hotel. Nodding to the concierge who greeted them by name he led her to the stairs and they went to the top floor where their room was.
When they were inside Beckett went to the window across from the bed, looking down at the gardens that were outside. She smiled and said to her husband, "We never walked through those."
"We were supposed to weren't we?" Castle asked as he recalled they'd been planning on it.
"We can go tomorrow before leaving," Beckett said.
Castle looked up from the coffee machine to watch her go to the dresser where their travel book was on Great Britain and asked, "What're you looking up?"
"Tewkesbury," Beckett replied. "I really wonder if we should go now, the story of that battle…"
"They know there were a lot of those by now," Castle reminded her. "Since we've been by a lot of battlegrounds."
"And Julia seems to enjoy the history even if there was a lot of death," Beckett said, setting aside the book again. "I think we should look at the abbey."
"Not a problem," Castle said easily. "Your coffee," he told her then, handing it to her.
"Thank you," Beckett said, taking a careful sip. She then smiled at him and said, "You know what I want this second?"
"No," Castle said, wondering where she was going with that.
Beckett didn't reply to that, merely smiling at her husband for a moment before she waited for him to finish with his cup. Once he had she waited for him to sit on one of the two armchairs there were across from the bed and she promptly sat on his lap.
"You know we can't do much with these in our hands," Castle told her, indicating his mug. When she merely sipped at her coffee he groaned under his breath and said, "I love you but not the teasing."
"As if you've never teased me," Beckett said with a heavy laugh. "You and I were pretty heavy handed with it from the beginning."
"So you were teasing me from the start," Castle said with a slight smile up at her.
"Of course, I couldn't just let you have the fun of doing that," Beckett replied. She then said, "You noticed how things eventually started to change."
"It would've been hard not to," Castle said honestly. He wrapped his free arm around her and said, "And it changed again when we got married."
"There are different kinds of teasing now," Beckett told him. "But they seem to have a basic subject."
Glancing over at the bed with her Castle said, "Did you ever think that we were strange?"
"I think the only way we are is the fact we can… continue through a night," Beckett said. "But I'm sure there has to be people who don't stop at having one night alone together a week or… just on special occasions."
"I don't know if I want to think in that context," Castle said. "It makes me feel slightly perverted."
"Because you are already," Beckett told him simply.
"Touché," Castle replied. He watched her set down first her mug and then his own; both empty by then; on the table and said, "I wonder if drinking that helps."
"Staying up?" Beckett asked in amusement. When he nodded she laughed softly and shook her head saying, "I have no idea. But we'll probably have a chance to test that out tonight."
"Kate," Castle said, looking at her closely. When she caressed his cheek in response he said, "Take your hair down for me?"
Since that had been phrased as a question and he'd given her a choice in the matter Beckett reached up and pulled her comb from her bun. She took a moment to get the pins out from it and with those on the table next to them she let her hair tumble down past her shoulders naturally, smiling at her husband as she could hear his sharp intake of air. She then lost that smile as he reached up, gently running his fingers through some of her strands before she took his hand to hold it with her own.
Gazing at her Castle made her lean over and very carefully kissed her not wanting; for some reason he wasn't sure of; to start out too roughly yet. He was pleased when she responded in turn and he held her closely after slipping his hand from hers. "Come on," he said, ready to lead her over to the bed. He kissed her tenderly then and waited for her stand up before he joined her.
Prior to her husband taking a step forward Beckett had her arms wrapped around his neck before she kissed him. While it wasn't exactly deep it wasn't as simple as the ones he'd given her so far. She let him work to respond to her until finally she stopped and carefully pulled away, smiling at him as her hands reached down in between them. "Don't," she had to swiftly say when Castle jerked against her while she was opening the fly of his trousers. She was surprised when he didn't move to stop her and she had to wonder if he knew what exactly she was planning. She didn't bother to ask him while she was moving his shirt out of the way and carefully withdrawing his erection until it was exposed to her. As soon as it had been she knelt in front of him and drew him into her mouth, having to hold onto his wrists as she knew that was going to spur him to stop her.
Castle would have been startled at the fact his wife's grip was tight if he hadn't been aware she knew he had never really been too enthusiastic for her to pleasure him in that way. He had a problem with the way the position made her a little too subservient to him and he couldn't keep himself from expressing that to her. "The bed… the bed is right over… there," he nearly hissed out to her, having a hard time not stammering as she was continuing to slide her mouth back and forth. When she made no reaction to that he couldn't take it anymore and he almost tore his hands out of her grasp, making her stand up before letting her go.
Giving a mock suffering sigh Beckett said teasingly, "Just when I was having fun you put that away," since her husband was tucking himself back into his trousers. When he looked at her she half expected a kind of stunned reaction to what she had just said. But instead the desire in his eyes nearly took her breath away before he was grabbing her by the upper arms hard. "You," she started to say before stopping herself. She realized that her husband was grappling with what he wanted to do to her next so she hurriedly told him, "You can."
Not sure how exactly she could know what he wanted Castle couldn't help himself and he picked up Beckett with her permission before he all but threw her on the bed. Before she could push herself back up he was with her, nearly crushing her lips with his own before she wrapped her arms tightly around his neck. He could tell she was startled at the fact that they were still dressed but didn't bother to address that until he absolutely had to. And after they had exchanged a few more rough kisses he was sitting up on his knees in between her legs though close to her feet with her skirt in the way. "I didn't really think this out," he confessed to her.
"I think you should be first," Beckett replied. "Also we should get off the bed."
"No," Castle said immediately. He expected his wife to be taken aback at his abrupt tone; which she was; and he then reached to her, making her sit up. As they were embroiled in another kiss he was helping her with his jacket, tossing that over to the floor with his tie until they came to his shirt. They were parted and he could feel her panting breath on his lips before he said, "Slowly."
Giving him a look; that had no threat in it; Beckett leaned up slightly so they could kiss at a far slower pace than before. At the same time she was unbuttoning her husband's shirt, pulling it out from his trousers when she had finished. She didn't take it off and instead ran her hands down his chest. She smiled when he parted from their current kiss when she lightly fondled his nipples with her fingertips and she said, "I thought you'd like that."
"I do just… not yet," Castle breathed out heavily since he was holding onto her wrists. "Help me?"
Though he had asked that Beckett was amused when her husband took off his shirt himself and she was left to watch him get rid of it before he took her chin in his fingers before kissing her. She responded to that as long as she could before she had to breathe and she smiled slightly before saying, "Are you finishing?" She was startled when he pulled her suddenly off the bed and she stood up, nearly falling forward into his arms as she was taken off balance. She thought he was going to take off her dress but instead he knelt in front of her and began to take off her panties in a rush after her heels, feeling them nearly ripping off of her body. She had to have him help her step out of them before he was lifting up her skirts. She assisted him with that then, pulling them up and out of the way before watching him starting to kiss around the apex of her legs. Heavily aroused it was no surprise to her when he found her swollen clit and she nearly fell over again at the rough pleasure that bolted throughout her body.
Holding her up Castle was more than tempted to continue what he was doing for a while before he realized that he couldn't keep her up any more. Standing up reluctantly he kissed her, feeling her arms wrapping around his neck though because he was holding her so close her skirts remained up. He shifted a little until his leg was in between hers and he felt her moving herself then, enough so her clit would rub against him. He became a little jealous of his leg as she undulated on him but he schooled himself to let that continue for a little longer until finally he had to stop them. "Turn around," he commanded her, meeting her gaze while he let her go.
That time Beckett knew it was a command and she turned around, feeling him running his hands along her arms. "Rick," she murmured softly as his lips soon descended onto her exposed shoulder. She trembled as he gently nuzzled and nipped at her skin before pulling away. She nearly breathed out in relief as her husband unzipped her dress finally and didn't stop until it was off of her and draped on the coffee table to the bed's right. Before he could do or say anything she turned back around to him to help him with his trousers and boxers until they were climbing on the bed together. Propped up on pillows she watched her husband in something like fascination while he was pressing kisses to her body, over her breasts until he was down between her legs. They were already parted for him so he had no trouble reaching her clit that time and she shifted, letting out a heavy moan while he took the swollen nub in his mouth. She bit her lower lip as he sucked it almost hungrily, flicking his tongue against it at the same time.
Castle was tempted to just take his wife over the edge since he knew he could quickly get her to do so. But when she started to touch his shoulder he carefully pulled away from her and then moved up until he was able to get right above her sex. But he couldn't exactly enter her so aroused he'd curved up against his stomach. "Help me," he told her then before together they moved until he was slowly, carefully sliding into her. Breathing heavily against her lips as she pushed herself up on her elbows he whispered her name and then touched her left leg. He had decided to give her the choice of how they were going to start their night and grunted as she slung her left leg around his waist and the other she pressed against his leg. Her knee was bent slightly but the position seemed heavily intimate and he didn't think they'd used that one before. Shaking himself of his thoughts quickly he proceeded to move and groaned heavily as she gasped in pleasure when the friction between them was rough immediately. He angled his hips down in response the second time he was sinking back inside of her and brushing against her clit he wasn't surprised when her head closed the gap between them as her back arched slightly.
Taking the kiss that her husband gave her then Beckett couldn't help feel momentarily frustrated at the fact that she couldn't touch her husband with her elbows propping her up. She tried to ignore that though and instead fought back against his tongue that had slipped into her mouth before she pushed him back into his. When they pulled away to breathe it wasn't for long, their lips meeting for a few more kisses that were brief. She then tilted her head back as their rhythm was fast and more than just a little rough; if the way the bed was reacting to them was any indication; and she sighed hard as her husband then began to nibble at her pulse. "Harder," she told him. She expected him to take that the wrong way but when he instead started to suck at her skin she was relieved that he'd gotten what she'd meant. She couldn't keep herself up any longer and instead let herself fall back on the bed. She was shocked when Castle stopped moving but that was brief when he made her raise her hips for him to tuck a pillow underneath her. When he started to take her again she cried out softly in pleasure at the sensation of him renewed and she reached down to her clit before she could stop herself as she needed to add to the burning pleasure that made her entire body ache.
Moving harder at the feel of her fingers in between them Castle leaned down and flicked his tongue out to her right nipple. He wasn't surprised when Beckett immediately reacted to that by arching her back roughly and he groaned heavily as he was deeper within her the next time he thrust inside her. It was only for a second though; if even that; and he tried to push harder, ramming into her to try and feel that again. It was a little impossible though and instead he found that he was missing something from their lovemaking. He was a little confused as to why he was thinking that so he instead moved a bit so he could support his weight on his left hand and reached up to her body with his right. At the first firm squeeze of her breast he was again deep inside of her as her back arched and he had a sudden idea.
Beckett was a little confused when her husband stopped and pulled away but before she could really question it he was helping her get up and onto her knees. "Rick-" she began to say as he pressed her front against the wood headboard.
"Let me just…" Castle started to say before he reached down and firmly slapped her ass before cupping it in his hand. He was more than pleased at her cry in response and he tried not to smile as she parted her legs immediately when he pressed his front against her back. It took a little movement but finally he was within her and he groaned with her crying out as they were soon coupled again. He had to reach up to her stomach then to move her, making her bend over a little using both hands as support. With her set and himself more than ready he moved for the first time. Hissing as she nearly screamed in front of him he had no idea what made him slam against her but it was more than pleasurable as he felt like he was exploding with the heat of her around him, tight and wet. They took a brief pause at the same time and then took off, starting to move as fast as they could before they schooled themselves into something resembling a rhythm. He had no idea if she was feeling the same as he was though she was reacting very vocally and decided he should make sure that she was, starting by reaching up to her with his right hand.
When she felt her husband gently reaching up to cup her right breast Beckett couldn't stop herself from reaching down and covering his hand with her own. She bit her lower lip as soon he fondled at her nipple with his fingers, making it heavily taut though it was already in that condition. She became frustrated as she didn't feel she had enough with that while he went to her other breast and fondled it as well. "Rick," she breathed. "Fuck me." She wondered if that would be enough to let him know what she wanted and got her answer when very quickly she found herself on her back, rocking against her husband's body the best she could as he was kissing her hard. She held onto him tightly with both her arms and legs, crying out his name when they parted and he started to kiss at her breasts before he proceed to suckle at them in turn. Her eyes nearly rolled into the back of her head as the pleasure was starting to become too much for her to hold back. She slid her hands up to his hair and raked his scalp with her nails, moaning deeply before he made her break. A quick thrust down and she felt as if everything within her had snapped, an explosion of ecstasy that seemed to last forever before she just barely felt him joining her in her climax. She held onto him while they moved together hard enough for their hips to slap together still until she couldn't keep up with him and eventually just held onto him while he continued.
Thrusting roughly within her a few more times Castle let his exhaustion catch up to him and stopped moving while he tried not to fall on her. Breathing heavily he looked at his wife, seeing that she was breathing heavily still and at some point had raised her arms to place her hands on either side of her head. He leaned down and murmured, "I still want you," before he kissed her. His satiety was thick in his body but he was unable to forget how she felt around him and he wanted desperately to feel that again.
Beckett wasn't sure how exactly it happened but as her husband proceeded to kiss his way over her body and down to her sex she could feel the stirrings of arousal going through her. She gasped slightly when he flicked his tongue over her clit and then continued to do that, eliciting a kind of throbbing that was different from what she felt already in the aftermath of their lovemaking. "Wait, stop," she said.
Immediately Castle did so and then he stood up going over to where her suitcase was, taking out her vibrator as she watched him. "No," he told her simply when she reached over to grab it when he climbed back on the bed. He set it aside then so he could switch their positions, sitting down and bringing her onto him. With her watching he reached back for the toy and then paused.
"What?" Beckett asked, watching him in surprise.
"Put your feet…" Castle started to say before he moved them himself. He pressed them against his hips and once he could tell that she was set, leaning back at his direction, he began to thrust as she did and he groaned while she gasped with pleasure at the sensation. He was relieved that what he'd done was enough to arouse her and that he was already ready for her as he found himself swiftly enjoying their movements together since they had the leverage of their hands to move them. But he couldn't forget the fact that he was still holding the vibrator so he tried to turn his attention to it. It was a struggle since she was even tighter around him than she had been their bout before but he managed to get it on and with his left hand back on the bed he still moved while the other brought the toy over to between his wife's legs.
Biting her lower lip hard Beckett looked on as her husband began to run the vibrator over her clit. She couldn't stop the husky moan of his name while the shock of joy in her was intense. She reached over cupping his face with her hand before he murmured something. His direction she couldn't really argue with and very quickly she was reaching down to take the toy from him. When his hands reached over to her breasts she tried not to follow her body's inclination to lie back down and instead grasped the bed under her to hold her up. They were moving rapidly together and their hips slapped hard in meeting. The friction from that within her was heavy in the sensation of pleasure that radiated through her body, making her feel as if she was on fire and made her hope he was going through the same she was as well though she had something extra, still circling the vibrator around her clit.
As he was watching her Castle eventually gave up the pretense and he reached over to turn off the vibrator before setting it aside. He pulled Beckett up to her knees though they had to stop moving in order to accomplish that. But in a way to make up for it he kissed her as hard as he could once they were close enough for it, plunging his tongue deep within her mouth so they could roughly duel together until they moved away from one another. Sighing he ran his hands up and down her back saying, "One of these times we're going to stay in a position."
"Unless it's staying close… c-close together…" Beckett breathed out as she felt a tremor pass through her entire form at the sensation of his lips along her neck, heading down to her collarbone. "God you're… driving me crazy," she moaned slightly, trying to regulate her voice so it was normal but unable to as she felt her breasts and sex ache. When he only continued to move over her upper body she knew he wasn't going to respond to that so she decided that they'd waited long enough. She thought for a moment and then let her instinct take over, rocking against him instead of moving up and down. She gasped as her breasts brushed against his chest and then wrapped her arms tightly around him so that would continue to happen. She was more than pleased as it did and the pleasure of it rapidly joined what she was feeling where they were joined together. She would have been happy to continue that for a long time but at one point she realized her husband was moving in front of her. Watching him bow his head, her eyes closed tightly in pleasure at the sensation of his lips circling her right nipple before his tongue snaked out. Her nails nearly dug into his scalp as he proceeded to suck at her but she soon controlled herself while she let her concentration on her rhythm distract her. She let him continue to stimulate her until she carefully pulled him up to her, pressing her forehead against his.
Castle was a little annoyed that he couldn't work his way up to her lips again but decided that he enjoyed the intimacy of their current position. It was in startling contrast to what their bodies were doing and eventually had to end as his wife was leaning her head back and moaning his name in pleasure. The sound made his heart race and he wasn't sure he was going to be able to stand much more of the way she felt around him. The friction between them was intense with their pace and she surrounded him, making him wonder why he hadn't tried harder to be with her sooner. He tried to get rid of that thought; one he would have more often when they were being intimate; but knew it came to mind because he enjoyed her greatly. He had no idea he'd verbalized what was running through his head but suddenly his wife was kissing him hungrily and he had to hold onto her tightly in response, spanning the small of her back as he did so. "Why…?" he asked.
"For what you said," Beckett managed to say without stumbling. She smiled briefly when she realized he had no idea what he'd told her and she kissed him again, though that time much more quickly before she whispered to him, "Then make me come Rick if you want me so badly. I want to feel what you get when you're fucking me. Just like this." She wasn't surprised by the shudder that ran through his body and in response held him closer to her. She was trying to retain some kind of domination over him but it became more and more difficult with everything that was going on in her at the same time. The varying types of pleasure were starting to become far too much to handle and she gasped out, "I'm going… I'm going to come Rick," in warning.
"Then come for me love if you can feel my fucking adoration for you in that moment I want yours," Castle nearly growled to her holding her lithe, undulating body in his hands. "I need to feel you Kate, come for me now."
There was no possible way that Beckett would ever take offense to that kind of demand and she had no way to say no to it either. Her body tensed and her back arched roughly as she lost the last shred of control she had and lost it willingly. She almost felt like her form was racked by wave after wave of ecstasy that filled her until she was sure that what she was seeing in front of her eyes was the edge of her consciousness. It was only realizing her husband was orgasming as well that she held onto herself and she held onto him at the same time as she took his pleasure willingly, unsure how she couldn't. Their bodies trembling together as they finally stopped thrusting wildly against one another, she slumped against him while she tried to remember his last wild, nearly animalistic thrusts. But she found herself a little exhausted so willingly let him separate them so she could lie on her back.
Lying on his side next to her Castle wrapped his body around hers the best he could telling her, "Now you know."
Glancing at him Beckett said wryly, "I think after almost four years I definitely know."
"Almost," Castle said as he took her left hand, looking at her rings. "A month left."
"I know but Rick do you honestly think we'll do anything outside the room? We're not even going to dinner," Beckett asked him teasingly.
Castle opened his mouth to refute that but he soon stopped as he knew it was going to be useless to try. "At least I know you'll want the same thing."
"You're too presumptuous," Beckett said as she reached for the vibrator that was next to her. She sucked in a deep breath of air when she felt her husband's hand running over her back to her ass and said, "And a little insatiable."
"And you're not?" Castle asked easily, waiting for her to move to lie back before he gently reached down and cupped her right breast. He let out a slight groan under his breath and said, "But you're right I am. And there's a perfectly good reason for that."
"Those?" Beckett asked. She wasn't all that surprised when her husband's reply was to instead act and she was looking on as he descended to her mounds while his hand was sliding over her body until it had reached her clit. "Not like that," she had to say eventually. She was relieved when that made her husband stop and she pulled him on top of her. "Together," she told him as she curled her hand around his slight erection.
"Always love," Castle promise her before he leaned down, crushing her lips with his own before they commenced pleasuring each other before they were more than prepared to come together again.
The smell of coffee filled the room and Beckett tore her glance from the timber on the ceiling before she looked at her husband next to her who was stirring from his slumber. "Morning," she said as he blinked up at her.
"You're up?" Castle asked.
"You can see that I am," Beckett said in amusement. "So are you."
"You're used to that by now," Castle said, giving a passing look to his erection that was hidden by the sheets as he sat up. "Oh great, you made coffee," he said, leaning over to take her mug. "Ow, what?" he asked when she slapped at his hand.
"Yours is right there," Beckett told him simply, nodding to his nightstand.
"Thank you," Castle told her sincerely before he leaned over and kissed her cheek. He drank his coffee, startled to find that it was still warm before he looked at his wife.
Smirking slightly Beckett replied, "I'm psychic."
"No you just knew the smell would wake me up soon enough," Castle sighed. He nodded to the window across the bed that she had opened, leaving the shear curtains in place under. "How's the weather?" he asked.
"We'll have a great day," Beckett said. "Though I think it could easily rain tonight."
"Figures but luckily the girls seem enchanted by the idea of summer rain," Castle replied. "Well… during our trip anyways."
"I know," Beckett said. "We're up a little early," she told him then after they had been quiet for a while.
Turning to look at the clock on his nightstand Castle saw that she was right and he turned to her before saying, "Last night wasn't enough." When she merely looked at him over the rim of her cup he shuddered in pleasure and then said, "How many times?"
"I lost count after the fourth," Beckett said.
"Then it was five," Castle said after he was thinking for a moment about that.
"You remember?" Beckett said, glancing at him.
"We were… over there," Castle said, nodding to the window to their left.
Biting her lower lip as she looked over at it Beckett couldn't stop the memory of the way her husband had her nearly collapsing to the floor as he pleasured her with his mouth before taking her roughly against the window. She took a moment to get back in control of herself and when she felt she had it she said, "I wore you out," teasingly.
Swallowing a little hard Castle finished the rest of his coffee before telling her, "You did but believe me I did all that gladly."
"I could tell," Beckett said. She watched her husband sit back against the headboard looking up at the ceiling and she said, "Did I thank you for the room."
"You did," Castle said, not looking at her.
Surprised at the abrupt reply Beckett studied him before she decided that it was a little too early. But glancing down his body she saw that it didn't think so as she could tell he was still rigid with desire. She wanted to pull down the covers and see just how rigid he was but changed her mind as she realized it would be better to finish her coffee before she did anything else. She was sipping the last of it when her husband moved and looking to him she felt her heart beginning to beat a little more rapidly as his look was abruptly intense.
"I still owe you don't I?" Castle asked, taking her mug and leaning over to her nightstand to set it there. When he moved back he unbuttoned his shirt from the night before that she had on and slipped his hand underneath it before he kissed her deeply on the lips.
When they had stopped and she could reply Beckett said, "I think you did that earlier this morning…" She was breathing roughly, not just because of their kiss but also because her husband's hand was underneath his shirt, alternately stroking and fondling her breasts and was making her tremble in the pleasure his touch was providing.
"No I think I still do," Castle told her seriously before he carefully pulled the shirt off of her. He made her lay down while they were kissing again and he groaned against her as she moved so he was on top of her. Before his body moved instinctively to slide inside of her he instead moved from her lips to her neck and from her neck to her breasts, delighting in the moans and gasps of his wife as he moved even further. Reaching her folds he started to lap at her and tasted her arousal, pleasuring her until he finally couldn't take it anymore and he moved up to lie atop her. He had her help him pull his erection off of his stomach and with a murmured, heated, "I love you Kate," he sank within her deeply, groaning in pleasure as she cried out.
"I love you too Rick," Beckett managed to say before he began to move within her. And with that she and Castle began to move in unison, working with their desire for each other to take the ecstasy they desperately wanted and could get before they needed to travel yet again.