Sitting on the edge of the coffee table Eliza watched her sister dancing the Samba with an imaginary partner with wide eyes. "How can you Jules?" she asked her when she had stopped.
"It's not easy but that's why you have to count," Julia replied simply. She then giggled and said, "One, two, three. One, two, three, four," dancing as she did so. "Sure you don't want to dance with me?"
"No," Eliza said seriously. "I wanna play."
"We will right now," Castle said, walking inside with Beckett. "But it's only going to be one game you know."
"What if we figure out who the killer is fast?" Julia asked.
"I doubt it," Beckett said, sitting on the couch as she watched the girls go after Castle to the cabinet where the game was. She smiled as they held onto the pockets of his pajama pants he'd changed into and said, "You two look very sweet."
"In our London pajamas?" Julia asked with a smile, since what they were wearing had been bought for them at Harrods by Jim.
"Yes I'm just glad your grandpapa and gram didn't go overboard while we were gone," Beckett replied.
"Still, they look cute," Castle commented as he sat next to his wife and with her help set up the board game. "Okay so everyone's in place, how are we going to do this?"
"I wanna be blue," Eliza said from where she was sitting on her mother's lap.
"You know," Castle said, looking at Beckett and Eliza. "This is wrong."
"Why-" Beckett started to say before she was being pulled down to the floor by her husband, letting out a short cry. "Warn us when you do that," she said in mock annoyance.
"More fun that way," Castle replied.
"Just for that you're Mrs. White," Beckett told him, glaring at him. But that didn't last long and she said, "Pick whoever you want."
"Who are we?" Eliza asked her mother then, having giggled as they'd sat down on the floor.
"Mrs. Peacock," Beckett replied, watching Julia pick out the red piece. "Want to roll the dice for us sweetie?" She wasn't surprised when Eliza nodded rapidly and put the dice in her small hands before she threw them out onto the board.
"What is it Mommy?" the toddler asked in her excitement, not sure how many black dots had turned up.
"Twelve so looks like you're going first," Castle said, giving her the dice to roll again.
That began the game and Castle and Beckett tried to help Eliza understand it though she had a little bit of a hard time getting it. Eventually though she was beginning to get an idea of how it was played and she cheered heavily when she and her mother won once they'd made their final guess.
"No more games?" Eliza asked in disappointment as she watched the others start to put away the pieces of the game.
"It's a little late," Castle said. "And your mom and I have been letting you stay up late all summer."
"I think it means we have to go to bed like we're going to school again," Julia told her sister as they waited for their parents.
"What it means is you two need to get back to your normal bedtime by Monday," Beckett said, taking Julia's hand as Castle picked up Eliza. She whistled to the dogs who were sitting and watching them and then led the way upstairs with her oldest. She took her to her room so she could brush her teeth and said, "You two enjoyed those cupcakes."
"I loved my watermelon," Julia said with a giggle after drying off her mouth. "I thought Eliza was going to pick the same as me."
"So did I," Beckett replied, pulling her out to Eliza's room as she was carrying the little girl's brush. When they got to the doorway she smiled seeing that Castle was brushing out their youngest's hair saying, "We took too long?"
"No she just asked," Castle said. He watched as Julia sat in front of Eliza and Beckett then began to brush her hair. "Love don't hurt me but are you still going to read from the book to them?" he asked her.
"Just one poem," Beckett replied. "My favorite one."
Eliza wriggled on the bed as her father put her brush away in excitement and then saw that her sister was coming over to her. "Say goodnight?" she asked her.
"Yeah," Julia said before she and her sister hugged each other tightly. "Night Lizzy, love you," she said, kissing her cheek after.
"Love you too," Eliza replied, hugging her tightly. She then giggled and said, "I wanna hear poems."
"You will right now," Castle said as he went over to them. He gathered the toddler up into his arms kissing her and then saying, "I love you Eliza, sweet dreams tonight."
"You too Daddy," the toddler replied. "Love you too, too."
Smiling as she came inside to see Castle kissing Eliza's cheek lovingly, Beckett said, "I have the book here girls," showing them.
"Where's the flower?" Julia asked, still on the bed and watching as Castle held the book for her mother.
"I'm pressing it in another book," Beckett said, Eliza in her arms. "I love you sweetie."
"Love you too Mommy," the toddler replied quickly. She shared a kiss with her mother and then said eagerly, "Read, please?"
"Because you said please…" Beckett said teasingly then as she laid Eliza down and then tucked her in. When Castle leaned over to kiss their daughter she said, "And the book?"
"Right here," he said, handing it to her before he sat on the edge of the bed next to where Lily was laying at the end. He pet the dog, which had taken to sleeping with Eliza while she was staying with them, and then looked back at his wife as she sat facing him and Julia; next to their youngest.
"Which one is it?" the little girl asked interestedly.
"The Tyger," Beckett said, glancing at her husband as she knew he liked that one as well.
"I like tigers," Eliza said sleepily.
"Hopefully you'll enjoy this poem," Castle said, looking at his wife with his eyebrow slightly raised.
Beckett wasn't surprised that her husband wondered if the poem would scare the girls, but shook her head slightly and then began to read after showing the two the artwork of the tiger the poet had created.
Tyger! Tyger! Burning bright,
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
In what distant deeps or skies
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand dare seize the fire?
Castle watched both girls through the rest of the verse and was surprised to see that Eliza was trying to stay awake until her mother had finished. He watched with his wife and Julia as the toddler fell asleep shortly after and they walked out, going to Julia's room and closing the door behind them to not wake up Eliza. "You have great pronunciation love, you need to read our books every once in a while," he told her.
"I'll leave that to you, you have more of a flare for drama," Beckett replied.
"Do I have to go to bed right now?" Julia asked. "Can't I hear one more poem?"
"Let's say goodnight first," Castle said, looking to his wife as he spoke.
"Go ahead," Beckett responded with a smile.
"Night Daddy," Julia said, hugging him tightly once she was standing on the bed. "I love you."
"I love you too sweetheart," Castle told her. They shared a kiss and he said after, "Sweet dreams."
Julia smiled and murmured a thank you before she wrapped her arms tightly around her mother who stepped up to her next. "I love you Mommy, you're the best one there is."
"Thank you sweetie," Beckett replied, holding her close. She kissed her temple and then shared a kiss with her before she said, "I love you too Julia, so much."
After she had been tucked into bed, the little girl asked, "What poem are you gonna read?"
"It's called To Summer," Beckett replied.
"But it's over… almost," Julia said with a smile.
"He has poems about all the seasons," Castle replied. "But this one I think your mom wants as a farewell to the season… or else just because she wants to read it," he trailed off and finished since Beckett was looking at him. "You can… go ahead and read Kate."
"Thank you," Beckett said, though she then smiled and leaned over, kissing him on the cheek gently. Turning back to her book she proceeded to read, watching Julia as she was doing so.
O thou who passest thro' our valleys in
Thy strength, curb thy fierce steeds, allay the heat
That flames from their large nostrils! Thou, O Summer,
Oft pitched'st here thy golden tent, and oft
Beneath our oaks hast slept, while we beheld
With joy thy ruddy limbs and flourishing hair
Through two more stanzas Castle and Beckett watched as their daughter relaxed more and more, though she didn't fall asleep until they had left her room.
"So do you want to watch something?" Castle asked his wife when they were down the stairs.
"I would love to but only if you make some coffee," Beckett replied. She smiled when he looked to her and said, "You didn't forget what you made me promise did you?"
"No just making sure it's what you want," Castle replied. He kissed her on the lips tenderly before he went to the kitchen, hearing her following him as far as the office.
Waiting in the family room on the couch as she looked to the window though she couldn't see anything Beckett said as soon as she heard her husband coming in behind her, "What are we going to watch?"
"You're letting me pick?" Castle asked as she turned around to take the mug he was holding out to her. "Sorry, I thought espresso would work tonight. It'll be good."
"It better be," Beckett said, glancing at him for a brief moment before looking away as she took a sip.
Castle held off on drinking his own coffee as there was no possible way he could doubt what exactly she meant by that. But instead of feeling stunned he found himself more eager to show her that she wouldn't regret that night. He took a brief sip and then said, "I wanted to watch that first movie we got of RiffTrax."
"We have more than one," Beckett reminded him; since he'd ordered a bunch of the movies available after Brad had told him about it.
"I was going to say their version of Manos but I guess we'll watch the first shorts collection," Castle replied.
"Go ahead," Beckett said, nodding over to the TV. She waited for him to start the movie and once he was sitting back next to her she leaned against him. She had to admit that the short films were funny; more so because they were bizarre and the riffing done on them added to that in pointing out the fact. So when he turned to her she said, "We can watch more but not now."
"No, not now," Castle said in agreement. He helped her up and took her cup, going to the kitchen to rinse them. "So we need to get back to our book don't we?" he asked her, looking back at her.
"Hmm we do," Beckett replied. "And I think you mean really start it since all we have is a prologue… thought out."
"That's true," Castle said, drying the second cup and then drying his hands quickly. "But this one I'm excited for."
"I know so am I," Beckett said. "But for now let's wait until the girls are in school and focus on something else," she told him as he walked up to her.
"You want to check on them?" Castle asked.
Beckett merely smiled in response to that and let him take her hand before they went up the stairs and to the doorway of Eliza's room first. She remained there, not wanting to risk waking either of their daughters up. After Lily had put her head back down and she could see the toddler was sleeping peacefully she led the way to Julia's room.
Watching as their oldest turned onto her side Castle squeezed his wife's hand gently before they left Julia and Macca to sleep. "So the house is secure," he began once they were in their room with the door closed and locked. "The girls are fast asleep."
"And you changed your mind," Beckett said, looking at him with a slight smirk on her face.
"No," Castle said simply. "Come here," he told her, taking her to the table on the other side of the headboard of their bed. "Thank you for not telling Alexis how I was."
"There was no real need to," Beckett assured him. She then smiled and said, "But you're welcome. Just promise me again you won't push me away like that."
"I'll do my best not to," Castle said solemnly, remembering how hurt she'd looked that morning. He wrapped his arm around her, holding her close against him and murmuring, "I wanted to make it up to you; I'm still not finished though."
"You don't need to do anything," Beckett said, though she didn't allow herself to pull away from him to show she was sincere in that.
"No but I want to," Castle replied, putting a little extra emphasis on the word want.
"And you want me," Beckett said, pulling back that time. "So why not combine the two together?"
"So you're saying no to me?" Castle asked.
"What I want," Beckett said. "Is not to have this be about your apologizing or making it up to me. Just us Rick."
"And something else too judging by the look on your face," Castle told her, recognizing the look in her eyes almost instantly.
Biting at her lower lip, Beckett then smiled and said, "One week."
"One… ah, yes, one week," Castle replied, rapidly remembering what that meant. "That is a challenge and a daunting one too of course. But one I will accept."
"Of course you will, pervert," Beckett said, rolling her eyes slightly.
"Though it's never a challenge in the sense of the word daunting," Castle told her. "I just said that to motivate us."
"Which is a little absurd, how much of a motivation do either of us need to make love?" Beckett asked, since it had been his sudden dare to her that they couldn't make love every night for one week during their vacation. They'd accomplished it easily but as their time left in Europe wound down they hadn't had the chance to do that again. "But I wonder if we might up the ante?"
"Oh I'm all ears," Castle replied. When all his wife did in response was to hold up her three fingers he nearly gulped at the indication that made. He recovered rapidly at the realization of the indication and then held her by her upper arms, looking into her eyes deeply. "That kind of challenge… it won't stop there," he told her, not surprised his voice was husky with desire.
"We can play with the number the next times we do this," Beckett told him, feeling a tremble in her body as his arms wrapped around her waist so she was effectively trapped in his embrace.
"Then I definitely accept," Castle said simply before he leaned down, capturing her lips with his own. They held on tightly to each other as they were fighting with their tongues, hungrily rolling around each other as much as they could before they were interrupted by their taking in deep breaths of air. "We're starting now," he told her, reaching for the bottom of her NYPD shirt she was wearing.
Raising her arms Beckett closed her eyes as the fabric was removed and she looked at her husband while he tossed it aside to the floor. Seeing that sent a thrill up her spine as she knew he wasn't planning on letting her get dressed until they absolutely had to get up the next morning. As he reached for her hips she knew that he was still trying to make things up to her and wanted to tell him to stop. But while he leaned down and kissed around her shoulders she knew he wouldn't listen; he would still need to do something for her. So she decided that she would allow him to, unless things began to become too much about her. Her attention was then taken by her husband as he lowered his lips to hers and they kissed hungrily.
Feeling his wife pressing against his chest Castle was suddenly frustrated with his shirt and he moved away from her to nearly tear it off. When he looked at her he put his hands on her back and slowly pulled her against him again saying, "Let me worship you at least."
Not surprised that he had figured out what she'd realized Beckett could only nod as she couldn't really protest that desire. That and the fact that she could feel it in his touch while his hands slid slowly down her back to the small of it. "Then just… hurry," she told him, her arousal suddenly becoming out of control as he caressed her bare skin, leaving her burning for more.
Turning her to lean her against the wood table Castle waited until she was leaning back against it before he reached down and gently cupped her breasts. He could feel her arching her back and pressing into him, groaning under his breath as he was suddenly throbbing. Not just his erection but his entire body as he could almost feel being within her already. With that in mind he reached for the waistband of her black pants, pulling them down over her hips. "You can tell," he said, looking into her eyes before he knelt to remove them fully.
"Yes," Beckett breathed out heavily as his hands were feeling her form. She was clutching at the table and closed her eyes tightly as he moved back up her body before reaching the apex of her legs. She expected him to kiss her there, to spend some time working his way over her sex, but instead he pulled off her panties. His hands molded to her ass before sliding to her legs and when he stood up again she would have easily collapsed if she hadn't been supporting herself. She knew she should move to return the favor of undressing him but couldn't do it and watched him remove the last of his clothing before he wrapped his arms around her. Breathing heavily his body was warm against hers that was already on fire and she took his kiss frantically before he murmured against her lips.
Once his wife had nodded Castle went around to the bed and picked up a blanket that was more for decoration. He tore down the covers then to have the bed somewhat prepared for them when they were finished and he then rushed back to Beckett. The blanket in place he helped her up onto the table before he was kissing her and she held him by the shoulders. "Kate," he breathed when they had parted carefully.
Trying to pull him close enough to her so they could come together Beckett groaned when he wouldn't budge and she couldn't help saying, "This won't count."
"No," Castle said, knowing she wanted to retain some slight control over everything. He then kissed her but very quickly and tenderly before he was moving to make her lean back further. When he was able to he pressed a kiss against her clit and proceeded to suck gently on the swollen nub until he carefully pulled back and blew on her skin. He loved her gasp followed by a moan of his name and repeated the same action one more time to get the same reaction. After he then began to use his tongue, rolling it around her skin as much as he could before descending further.
Her back arched and her legs over her husband's shoulders, Beckett wasn't sure how she wasn't screaming once while he was pleasuring her with his appendage. The first touch of it made her need to work to hold herself up, watching Castle working over her though all she could see was his head. Finally he pulled back and her eyes literally rolled into the back of her head at his lips brushing here and there up her form until he got to her breasts. "You… are you going to make me come?" she whispered as they stared at one another.
"Do you not want me to?" Castle said, reaching down to brush his fingertips against her slick folds.
Sucking in a deep breath of air at that touch Beckett was about to nod in agreement before she suddenly realized that she was shaking her head no. She bit her lower lip as he then descended on her body, his kisses that time hungry and in no means gentle. Her skin was literally tingling against his touch and she was tempted to tell him to just fuck her as the need for him was nearly making her weep. But soon he descended back to her sex and was beginning to pleasure her yet again.
Castle felt his wife's fingers raking through his hair soon after he had started and he shuddered at the feeling of her nails going over his scalp. He was tempted; very tempted; to just stand and take her. But he had thought of something he could do to her and decided to continue so he could accomplish that, but later. Since her legs were again over his shoulders he was able to run his hands over her thighs, caressing them as gently as he could before he stopped and pulled away from her. Proceeding to kiss his way along her inner thighs he let himself shudder again at how soft her skin was before he felt he'd spent enough time there. Going back to her sex he worked and continued to do so until he had to hold onto her legs, making her climax hard while she was crying out his name repeatedly.
Breathing roughly as she slowly came down from that high Beckett tried not to collapse back on the table since there wasn't enough of it to hold her up. But it was hard as she was a little weak after all that her husband had put her through. She looked at Castle as he stood and said, "The bed?"
"Not yet," Castle told her before he made her get down.
Looking at him Beckett tried to figure out why exactly she was standing as he was straightening the blanket she'd been on top of. "Why-" she began to ask when she was cut off by her husband turning her around to look at the table. She was about to open her mouth and ask him what he was doing when she found herself wrapped up in his arms. Holding her against his chest, she felt every inch of his body against her and more specifically his arousal that she knew he'd been repressing for as long as he'd been pleasuring her. "Why?" she asked again as she looked down when his hands reached up her form.
Not answering her for a moment Castle indulged in his desire to just feel her body. He wasn't sure what it was about doing that that was so arousing and yet comforting in a way but he didn't try to argue the idea. He caressed her breasts, stomach and eventually went to the mound between her legs, cupping it. He heard his wife breathe out heavily for a moment, knowing she could feel the reverence in his touch and he murmured her name again. Not holding back his desire, his love for her in that he let her turn around and hold him tightly as they kissed deeply. But he made the kiss more sensuous than anything else, wanting to work up her arousal before they began.
When they had parted Beckett whispered into his ear and she couldn't help laugh a little when he pulled back to look at her with wide eyes. "You heard me," she said in response to that look. "I don't want to take you that far though," she added before he could answer.
Trying not to gulp loudly Castle finally nodded and then stepped back just once before she reached down to him. He closed his eyes tightly and nearly grit his teeth as she stroked his length, being very careful with it. He guessed that she was serious about not wanting to get him off so he was relieved when shortly after she'd begun she stopped. "Are you?" he asked finally, needing her to be prepared for him desperately. When she led his fingers in between her legs he felt she was wet again with arousal and he kissed her hard but quickly. He helped her up onto the table making her spread her legs wide before he allowed her to lead him to her entrance. Pressing the tip of himself inside her he breathed out and said, "Love?"
"Fuck me Rick," Beckett said easily. And when in the next second her husband was thrusting into her she was crying out heavily in her pleasure as he filled her deeply. She was a little startled when he let her go and then placed her feet on his hips so her knees were bent. He moved again and she was gasping out his name in pleasure as he was able to get a bit further within her. Closing her eyes she slung her right arm around his neck while her other used the table for support as she joined him in his set pace. She heard the smack of their hips together then and felt her body warming up again as the friction was quick to provide her with the sensation of being constantly shocked.
Feeling the same as his wife then as she was tight and very wet around him Castle tried to keep reminding himself to not let himself slip out of her. But it was hard to recall that when he started to caress her upper body that he could reach with his free hand. The other being his support as it clutched at the other side of the table so he could go as fast as he wished which he made rapid instantly. There were a few times at first that he faltered but he was quick to recover, just wanting to see her face reflect her pleasure. He kissed her eventually, unable to resist the way her lips were beckoning him each time she bit at the lower one. Their tongues meeting and eventually dueling roughly, he was nearly jolted to a stop when he pulled away and thrusting found himself along her right inner thigh. "Damn it," he nearly yelled. He was about to grab himself but his wife beat him to it and he was nearly cursing again as he watched what she did next.
Hearing her husband gasping next to her Beckett largely ignored it as she was running the very tip of his member against her clit. She couldn't stop her body from jerking uncontrollably at the sensation that provided and was relieved when he steadied her quickly. After doing that for a while she then cupped her hand around him to hold him against her before she gave experimental, short thrusts of her body that weren't too strong as she couldn't move that well in the position she was in. But the rush of pleasure that went through her from where they were touching each other let her know it was enough. And judging by Castle's vocal reaction she knew it was more than enough for him too. When he suddenly grasped her wrists she stared at him, breathing heavily as the sudden stillness inside her body left her uncomfortable. So she said, "Please… again Rick."
"Whatever you want," Castle breathed before he sank smoothly into her. "Kate, touch me." He was relieved when he didn't have to explain that in further detail as her hands were soon running over his shoulders. He didn't want her to touch him in a more sexual way; not yet; but just enough to add to what he was feeling as he took her hard and fast again. He leaned down to kiss her, relieved when he was able to still do that even though they were moving fast together. Hearing the sound of their hips smacking eventually as his heartbeat stopped overtaking everything in hearing he reached down to them; leaning a little against the table to do so; thanking the bed for supporting the weight in his mind and starting to touch her. At first it was careful and deliberate, just wanting to make her feel him which he soon added to by including his nails. As her skin and then her entire body reacted to him he tried to thrust faster in her. She felt incredible to him, heat affecting him, friction surrounding him and he groaned her name as he told her to touch him again.
At that Beckett didn't bother to be careful and instead ran her hands over his back and to his ass. Doing that she had to sit up a little more to reach it but Castle never tried to stop her. She squeezed her eyes shut tightly as she felt him nearly reaching her g-spot and the explosion of pleasure from that was close to setting her off. But she just managed to hold it at bay and told him, "If… if you want to-"
"No," Castle told her. When she looked up at him he explained the best he could, "I want to look into… into your e-eyes while you come my love," his voice almost strangled then. When she placed one hand on the back of his head he bowed it, groaning loud and long as he tried to withstand what he was feeling for some time by then. When he raised his head again he said to his wife, "This… this is what I want Kate."
"Me too," Beckett found she was able to say. She tilted her head back as he went down to her neck and while he was nibbling at her pulse she wrapped her legs around his waist which brought them even closer together. "Oh… Rick…" she gasped as he raised his head to look at her. "That… please…" she ended up begging. Though she had no real idea what she wanted her husband soon started to kiss around her jaw and lips. He never stayed in one place for very long and she nearly became frustrated with him before he moved to crush her lips with his own. She held onto him with one arm and one hand, trying to keep herself from breaking as she was close.
When his wife whispered into his ear at that point Castle shook hard, once, and had to get back to his previous rhythm which he luckily could do. Once he had it set he told her, "Are you sure you want to come?" The glare she gave him at that; even if it was a momentary one; was enough of an answer and he coaxed her telling her, "Then come for me my love, I can feel you so close… so good."
Although the words weren't exactly overly erotic Beckett still found them arousing as they were couched in the most demanding tone that her husband had. And with that in mind she let go of the last thread of self control and threw her arms and legs around her husband to let him be her leverage. A few quick thrusts with her using her heels to beat the rhythm of their bodies into his ass and she was orgasming. It nearly took her breath away, the ecstasy swirling around her body and drawing her towards the line of unconsciousness she didn't want to reach. But it was too easy to reach it especially when Castle began to join her and knowing that his climax was just as rough in his movements and calls of her name she cried out his name again as she had at the start. Eventually though she was hanging onto him as she was unable to move, her body nearly limp with her satiety.
Castle's last few thrusts were the hardest he'd made through their time together and when he had stopped he nearly collapsed on his wife; only having the table supporting him to keep him standing. He tried to regain his strength before he stood up a little straighter but not so much that he was forced to part from her. "Good?" he was finally able to ask.
Knowing that he meant if she was alright and not his performance Beckett smiled and then said, "That was only one." She bit back a laugh at his groan at her seriousness and then said, "Take me to bed Rick."
Nodding rapidly Castle helped her down though they needed to part because of that and then picked her up before she could step away from him.
"I can walk," Beckett protested though he started to walk over to the bed, a short distance away. She sighed as he laid her down, leaning back on her elbows as he sat next to her; his hand on her abdomen. "You're ready," she told him, glancing down in between them momentarily.
"Yeah… I am," Castle said, looking at himself. He got up on the bed more, about to grab her and turn her around so she would be atop him, when she pressed her hand firmly enough to his chest to stop him cold. "You said three," he said in slight frustration as he was already aching for her.
"I did but I'm not saying we've had enough," Beckett replied. "I'm saying come here…" And with that she grabbed him and pulled him by his length until he was forced to settle in between her legs. "Good," she said simply before smiling widely at him as she proceeded to stroke him. "Pay attention Rick," she instructed him. "I want you to move in me, just like this…"
Castle was trying not to gasp for air as he felt how his wife was moving her hand around him, realizing that she wanted him to work up to fucking her again. He finally had to reach down and stop her as he realized that she had seemed to have forgotten what she was trying to show him and instead was just touching him. He didn't blame her but still wanted to feel more than just her hand though he murmured to her how good her touch was to him. "But…" he began to say. "I want your pussy more," watching her closely to make sure she wouldn't throttle him for that statement.
"Then we're in agreement because I want your cock inside me," Beckett told him firmly. When the expression on his face showed determination instead of shock she had just a moment to brace herself before her husband was ramming inside of her and she tried not to shriek her joy as he filled her firmly. She gasped out as her husband paused then and she realized that the abrupt sensation of them joining together was a little too much for him. So she moved her legs as she preferred to have them that time, wrapping her left around his waist and leaving her right to press against the side of his left leg. "You have me love, take me," she said, ending in Irish to push him, desperately needing him at that moment.
It was adequate to convince Castle that he'd waited long enough and he began to move, thrusting in her as slowly as he could at first. Though he had a lot taking his attention at that moment he couldn't forget what his wife had showed him before they'd begun and he followed her instruction to the letter until he was finally going as fast as he could manage. It was after a few minutes of that that he got a sudden idea but decided to let some time go by before he started it. For the time being he enjoyed Beckett as much as he could, making sure that she would as well while he watched her carefully to see her reactions to him.
Holding on to Castle as tightly as she could Beckett ran her hand over the back of his neck slowly, breathing in and out deeply in her pleasure before she let him take her hands pinning her by her wrists above her head. She felt a brief moment of uncertainty; as always happened when he made that same motion so roughly; but soon she was coming back to herself feeling him letting her go. She kept her arms up, knowing he was enjoying that as his eyes kept darting down to her breasts. To tease him a little she moved her limbs as that affected the mounds very slightly. He still caught the movement and she smiled briefly at him before he was descending to take her right breast within his mouth. She couldn't help the cry that left her lips at that and tightened her grip around him as he proceeded to suckle at her. When he did the same to her other breast she wasn't even sure if she was still moving with him anymore, trying to take in everything that was overtaking her body at that moment. So when she was moved the only thing she was aware of was Castle leaving her, moaning in disappointment when he'd done so.
"Love," he breathed as he pressed her against the headboard from behind. Castle then started to touch her body allowing himself that for a little before he moved and reentered her, groaning her name as she gasped deeply. Once he was fully within her once more he proceeded to thrust and did so hastily at once. He felt her reaching back to him then and he took her hand, leading it to his head to help her. Letting her go to allow her to move as she wished he felt her palm on his cheek and he shuddered in pleasure before she was reaching further to hold onto the back of his neck. That brought him right up against her back and he grunted as moving along it so closely was very enjoyable. He told his wife that and when she whispered to him to lay her back down he shook his head though she wasn't looking at him and couldn't see it. He left her again, not surprised when she cursed at him that time, and he laid down before grabbing for her.
Though she had wanted to allow him to remain in control Beckett couldn't deny the appeal of being on top of him so she quickly mounted him and lowered her body onto him, beginning to move as soon as their skin was pressing together. She closed her eyes tightly in her pleasure, unsure how long he could keep her there and savoring everything for as long as she could. He was rigid within her and feeling him slide along her sex was satisfying in and of itself. With the added sensation of her moving rapidly on him she was nearly seeing stars in front of her closed eyes and it made her wonder how much longer she could take. "Rick…" she began to say then as she knew she was close. She was cut off when her husband reached up and began to rub at her clit, nearly fondling it between his fingers and making her cry out.
Allowing himself a little longer doing that Castle had to keep a close watch of his wife until he moved, sitting up and flipping her around to the bed. That wasn't easy to do as he kept them tightly coupled but so many years of that same motion seemed to be ingrained in him and he was soon moving within her as hard and as fast as he could while her legs wrapped again around his waist. But different from their bout before Castle was kissing his wife as hard as possible to tempt her into climaxing, not ordering it from her verbally. From the way Beckett was kissing him back and raking her nails over his shoulders he had the feeling it was working since their thrusts were getting more and more haphazard. He meted out his movements enough to differentiate between them until finally he felt her breaking around him and the sensation was the sweetest thing he could sense; never tired of that even after all their years of being lovers.
"Oh god, Rick… oh don't stop! Oh Rick please don't stop I need to feel you come with me!" Beckett was able to cry out. She tried to hold him to her as tightly as she could when he shuddered roughly against her making her fear they were going to part. But soon he was moving hard and unevenly and she could feel his climax as she whispered his name while hers was throaty on his lips, his rapture evident in his tone. She had no clue how long they took in their final pleasure but soon they were slowing down together and after his final rough thrust she gasped out as she lay back, stroking the back of his head. She couldn't help smiling and said, "That would be two," that smile growing wider as he groaned heavily in response. "Are you finished?" she asked him.
"No," Castle said, sighing as he felt a little stronger then and could move from her. He lay on his back next to her and then looked at her saying, "You okay?"
Glancing at him Beckett knew then he wasn't asking about her in general but the moment when he'd taken her wrists. "Sit up with me," she told him finally after studying him for a little. Once they were both doing so in the middle of the bed she held her wrists out to him and watched him cup his hands underneath them, bringing them up to his lips. She bit her lower lip at the touch of his kisses and then moved her hands to cup his cheeks before he moved up to lean over, kissing him gently before sitting up straight. "Now you know," she told him with a soft smile.
"I do," Castle said before he reached for her as he moved at the same time to sit back against the headboard. He wasn't surprised when she sat on his lap and he put his arms around her tightly before kissing her forehead. "You know I was still-" he started to say.
"Making it up to me," Beckett finished for him, smiling at him. "I knew but at some point it really became you worshiping me… except for when you felt me up."
"Hey, I had your full approval of that," Castle said in mock defense. When she merely smiled at him he couldn't him laughing, pulling her in for a deep kiss before they began to run their hands over each other's bodies. He wasn't sure how they managed to continue kissing one another as they were obviously beginning to work one another up again but it still happened and when they pulled away he was nearly ready for her again. "So I should warn you that three could happen shortly; it's up to you," he told her.
"Pervert," Beckett said before she smiled widely at him. She kissed him briefly on the lips and then told him, "But there are times I don't mind that."
"You enjoy it," Castle replied. When she merely smirked at him and slid off of him he was left groaning and clutching at the bed sheet underneath him. Watching her leaning back next to him he decided to tease her a bit himself and got up, going over to the table behind the bed. He tossed the blanket in the closet and then went back out to her, freezing as he'd gone around to her side of the bed and saw what she was doing. "Kate," he nearly wheezed.
Stopping touching herself completely Beckett moved her hand slightly away from her breast where she'd been fingering her nipple and the other from her clit and said with a shrug before she started again, "You left me."
"Just for a second," Castle said in protest, feeing then that he was more than aroused enough.
Glancing at him Beckett smiled and stopped before she moved to sit on her knees saying, "Do you want me?"
"Always," Castle gasped out.
"Then come here lover," Beckett said as enticingly as she could, motioning with her finger.
The second Castle was on the bed on his knees Beckett was there to meet him with a kiss and they were doing so furiously before he was entering her as she straddled his lap. They began their lovemaking all over again and were soon reacting to their pleasure before their whispers that filled the room spoke to why they weren't stopping. Their genuine tones they used then conveyed why the word always could never be used lightly between them after all they had been through together as they spoke one more time before letting their passion take over.
"I love you Rick."
"I love you too Kate."