A/N: Wow…..the response to the first chapter of this story has been unbelievable. I was hoping for a few story alerts and a couple of reviews. To all of the people that took the time to read, review, or add this as an alert or favorite, you don't even know how much I appreciate the support. So here is the next chapter. It's a little bit longer; okay, so I kind of got caught up in the moment. I actually wasn't really planning on getting an update together until the weekend, but I found a bit of inspiration. After I finished this chapter I mapped out where I want to go with the story. I'm thinking probably two maybe three more chapters max. I don't want to drag this out too long. With the holidays I can't guarantee prompt updates, but I'll do my best. I'll stop rambling now and let you enjoy the chapter.

Disclaimer: So apparently I still don't own anything. Sigh.

He looked at Beckett and then he looked down at the cuffs. 'Where the heck did those come from?' he thought to himself.

"Castle," Beckett purred as she swung the cuffs on her finger.

"Uhhhhhh…." was all he could respond with as he watched the cuffs swing on her finger. Left, right, left, right. Damn things were hypnotizing him with all of the possibilities.

"Castle," she said again in her sultry voice.

"Yeah," breaking his gaze from the cuffs he looked back up at her face.

She stood up from her chair and proceeded to push all the food aside and take a seat on the table in front of him. She set the cuffs on the table to her right and then she looked directly at Castle.

He was mesmerized as she started to lean in towards him. When her face was just mere inches from his she said, "So what would you like to do this evening Castle?"

Well that was just a loaded question. 'Anything and everything as long as it involves you naked and in bed', he snapped to attention at that thought. This was Beckett. There had to be a catch to what was going on right now. He had to focus before things got out of hand. But the more he thought about it the more he was leaning towards just letting whatever this was happen. It would be one of his dreams come true being handcuffed to her. The last time didn't count because it was done to them under the influence of …something. Hell, just being with her period would be extraordinary. It was then he looked over and realized that she was waiting for an answer. Her face was starting to lose some of the initial spark that it had displayed only moments ago. He was killing the moment with all of his internal struggle and dialogue. Crap.

"I'm game for anything you are Detective," he said as he finally gained his wits about him.

"Well then, it's going to be a long night." She closed the gap between their faces and pressed her lips to his.

It took him a moment to catch up to what was happening, but he recovered quickly and intensified the kiss. He started to stand up and put his arms around her, but she stopped him and pushed him back down in the chair, breaking the kiss. He looked up at her in confusion. Did he misread the signs, damn it he went too far didn't he?

"You need to get used to no touching if we're going to be playing with cuffs Castle."

"But…."

"No, buts…"

"Awww…come on, no bu….," he said with a half pout, half smile.

"Well, yes that butt can be touched in the future, not tonight though" she said letting out a little giggle. "But …." she waited for him to interrupt her again, however he motioned for her to proceed. "But, I am in charge. We need practice keeping your hands still for when I do finally cuff you so that you don't injure your wrists and are unable to write. I am not going to explain that one to your publisher, your agent, or your family," she said trying to suppress a laugh mentioning his family. She didn't think something like injury from handcuffs would shock them too much.

Beckett reached up to take the clip out of her hair. As her hair fell and draped over her shoulders she shook it out a bit and then looked at Castle. "Castle," she whispered in what he could only describe as an amazingly sexy bedroom voice. "I want you to put your hands behind the chair." He looked up at her with wide eyes, but he slowly did what she asked.

She slowly slid off the table and straddled his lap. Putting her arms around his neck she leaned in until her lips were right next to his ear. "No matter what happens, you are not to move your hands from behind that chair. Do you understand?"

He couldn't even voice a response. She was sitting on his lap, so close that he could smell the scent of cherries. He simply nodded.

"Good," she said as the nipped at his ear ever so lightly, but he jumped at the contact. "So jumpy," she said with a grin. "We're going to have to work on that," she whispered into his ear before she pulled back and then leaned in again for another kiss. She let out a soft moan at the contact. She reached down and started to undo the buttons on his shirt one by one. Once it was completely undone she placed both hands against his chest and slowly raked her nails downward. He shifted in the chair and she could sense his discomfort immediately. "Awww….Castle, looks like we're going to have to do something about that." She went in for another kiss while pulling herself even closer to him while gently grinding down on his lap.

Castle groaned at the contact. Of all the times he was listening to her about keeping his hands to himself.

Off in the distance they could hear a ringing noise, but they were both too engrossed in each other to notice much more. The offending noise ended soon enough and was immediately forgotten. After a couple of minutes of silence the ringing started back up. Beckett broke away from Castle when it finally occurred to her that the ringing was more than likely her phone. She went back in for one more lingering kiss while she tried to remember where she had left her phone.

She slid off his lap, walked over to the kitchen island and pulled her phone out of her purse. "Beckett," she said with a harsher tone than she meant to give to the caller.

"Ummmm…body dropped."

Shit, Esposito. She'd be questioned later about what had her so agitated. "What's the address?" He gave her the information and she hung up the phone, pressing it to her forehead mentally reminding herself to watch how she answered her cell in the future.

She took a deep breath and let it out slowly. It was then that she realized Castle hadn't made a peep since she got off his lap. She looked over to see him still in the chair where she left him. He still held his hands behind him, but his head was leaning over the back of the chair like he'd fallen asleep. She walked back across the room and gave his shoulder a shove. "Body dropped, let's go."

He remained absolutely still and silent. It was starting to freak her out just a little bit. "Castle!" she finally said when her patience was starting to run thin.

"I'm just going sit here for a moment." He was attempting to get his breathing under control, but he didn't see that happening any time soon.

"Okay, well I'm going to go get changed and ….." She stopped when he finally moved to just wave her away towards her bedroom.

Poor guy, if this was how he acted after a little kissing, they were going to need a body bag when she was done with him. She turned towards her bedroom and noticed that his head was turning to watch her walk away. She smiled gently and proceeded to add a little extra sway to her hips as she walked across the room. When she was halfway to her room she decided that she needed to leave him with something to think about for later. Before she could second guess herself she reached for the hem of her shirt and pulled it over her head, throwing the garment down on the ground. She thought she could hear a quick intake of breath behind her and she went in for the kill. Just outside her bedroom door with her back still towards Castle, she slowly took off the yoga pants and discarded them on the floor. Mentally thanking herself for actually wearing some of her more sexy underwear, she glanced back to see Castle with his eyes nearly bugging out of his head. "I'll be just a minute and then we can get going." She walked into her room and as she started to shut the door she heard a faint sound. She took another listen and it almost sounded like someone weeping. She shook her head as the thought to herself 'Poor Castle's a goner', smiling as she finished closing the door.

A/N: So hopefully after this chapter you all are still with me. I might just be a little evil by making you wait. But hopefully this is enough to get you through the next day or so. You won't have to wait too much longer I promise. I do have a question though; I don't know whether I should just keep it 'T' rated or if I should eventually end up in the wonderful 'M' rating. Let me know you're thoughts on that one. We've still got time, not much, but time. As always, please review.

Jen