Disclaimer: I still don't own the characters, only in my fantasies.
He barely heard her whisper, "I need you too, Rick," before she snuggled closer into him and drifted off to sleep.
Samuel Lynchberg killed Barbra Landau. Case closed. As Ryan was searching on the floor for his wedding ring, which shot across the room from Esposito's finger, Kate picked up some files from her desk and headed down the hallway. "You coming, Castle?" she pointedly asked. She smiled wickedly because when she said coming she had an altogether different idea in mind other than him following her.
The night after they slept together, he wasn't there when she woke up. Although she missed his warmth and his arms around her, she was somewhat relieved because she needed time to think and make sense out of what had happened. Even though this was unexpected, she didn't want to run from it. She never thought Castle would show up at her door after she hung up the phone. In her wildest dreams, she never imagined he could be such an aggressive lover, taking total control of her, Detective Kate Beckett, and dominating her so completely. Initially, she only wanted a taste of Castle, but now that she had experienced the main course, she was definitely not complaining. He was like a drug she was addicted to and couldn't get enough of. She craved him, wanted him, needed him, and, yes, she loved him. She only wished she was brave enough to tell him instead of just whispering that she needed him. For being such a badass detective, it was hard to believe she could be so chicken sometimes. She was worried things would be awkward between them at the precinct, but Castle acted just as he always did, although he seemed to smile more and sneak frequent glances at her when he thought she wasn't looking.
Since that night, they had been too busy to have any more encounters of the sexual kind, and Kate felt as if she was going through withdrawal. She felt shaky with need as his scent enveloped her whenever he stood near her. She fantasized about his strong arms holding her against his bare, muscular chest. She craved his lips, his touch, his heat. So, she decided to take the bull by the horns.. She was going to take him right here, right now.
"Where are you going?" Rick asked.
"I need to cross reference some information in these files. I could really use your help," Kate smiled seductively back at him, while biting her lower lip.
Rick jumped up and was immediately at her heels. However, instead of going to the filing room, Kate discreetly went into an obsolete storage closet, yanked Rick in behind her, and clicked the lock on the door.
"Katherine Beckett! What are you..."
"Shut up, Castle. And the name is Mistress Heat."
"Oh God..."
Sorry about this being such a short chapter. I promise to finish and post the rest of this by tomorrow. Please review! It helps to push me to update sooner.