A/N: Sorry, had to go across the country for a few days. Family thing. But this story is not abandoned... and this is the smut you missed last time ;)

A/N #2: GTRon... you rock for reviewing every chapter. Makes my little heart glad. Thank you!

And thanks to everyone else that reviews... makes me think you want more!

It was there.

She could feel it.

Pressure.

And... Heat.

She felt her right hand tangle into the hair falling over her forehead; her left hand sliding down... until it could tangle in his hair.

"Castle..." She whispered.

There was no verbal response.

Just a low, guttural growl that Kate could feel reverberate up and down her spine.

His lips... his tongue... Like silk trailed over her most sensitive nerves.

"Rick..." she breathed,her fingers tightening in his hair so hard she knew she had to be hurting him "Apples?"

"No..." He choked out between breaths. "Harder."

He was down between her legs. How he got there without her noticing was not really of importance to her at the moment. All that was important was the wet heat of his mouth and the feel of his tongue.

"Don't...stop..." She stuttered. She could feel Castle smile against her.

"Like I would."

"Shut up." Kate ground her hips upwards; pushing against his mouth, shuddering at the feel of his teeth against the bundle of nerves that had complete control of her body at the moment... Not that she wanted him to know it.

Or maybe he already did.

For the first time... she didn't really care.

The colors... the sensations... the truth building inside of her didn't give her the luxury of doubt.

This was it...

She arched her back... her eyes closing as her climax tore through her.

He was it.

...And running from it would never help.

She shook wildly; her release shaking the slenderness of her body like a leaf.

"Rick..." She whispered.

He smiled; loving it when she used his first name. "Hmmmm?" His lips hummed against her, making her thighs clench tightly.

"C'mere."

Castle slid up her body, the feel of her skin making him harden to the point of pain. When he was settled in her arms, and between her legs, she smiled.

"Close... but not quite..."

With a smile, Castle pulled back his hips and buried himself inside of her, his eyes closed as the heat and the tightness of her muscles instantly welcomed him.

"Jesus..." He breathed deep, inhaling her scent and the scent they made together. After a moments hesitation he began to move, the friction making his toes curl as Beckett clenched around him. "Oh my god..."

"You're... you're lucky I am not a Catholic girl..." Kate panted.

"If you were, we would be in a world of trouble..." He smiled as he thrust into her.

"Rick..." She clawed at his back. "Harder..."

Without thinking about it, he raised himself onto his arms; his hips pistoning so fast and so hard that he hesitated, not wanting to hurt her.

"No..." Kate grabbed his ass, pulling him to her. "Keep going..."

Castle buried his face in her neck and slammed into her over and over; her hips rising to meet his with every downward thrust.

"Rick...Rick..." Beckett could feel the tide rising within her. She could feel the pleasure coiling hot and deep in her belly. When it exploded, it was a surprise, causing a deep wail that started in her chest and exploded out her mouth. "CASTLE!"

It was all he needed. The muscular walls closing around his shaft almost an afterthought to knowing he made her feel this way...

He came hard, thrusting into her one final time before finally collapsing on her, his mouth trailing slowly over her breasts.

"Castle..." Kate whispered weakly.

"Hmmm?"

She took a deep breath. "Any hot fudge left?"