AN: Dear readers and followers, the new chapter is finally ready! I am really sorry that I wasn't able to update it sooner but lately I've been very busy. So here's the next chapter. I hope you like it. Please, write reviews and let me know what you think. As usual this one is from Kate's POV and the next would be from Castle's. Enjoy!
Chapter 3
Two can play the game
Kate finally gave in. She gave in to Castle. She gave into the sweet sensation, coming from his hand and his expert moves; to the closeness and the sweet heat, coming from his sexy body right next to her. Castle was stroking her slowly and steadily, making her wet with desire. And just as he had set his own rhythm, a bit faster and rougher, he abruptly stopped. What the hell? Why did he stop? She was stunned by him. And how dare he stop like that?! Bastard! He just walked away from her slowly and then he sat on the couch, looking pretty smug about it. Like he won the first prize at some big contest. A contest for teasing her without having any mercy. So how could he just stop like that and act like nothing had happened? It was true that she protested and told him to stop and begged him not do it but she didn't really mean it. Didn't he know that? Wasn't it obvious? But he did it anyway. That bastard! Stupid idiot! How could he do this to her? She was so angry and frustrated with him. He was going to pay for stopping like that and leaving her hanging. She just couldn't believe him. Kate couldn't believe how he dared to touch her but what she couldn't believe even more was how he dared to stop. Castle was definitely going to pay for that! She was going to teach him a lesson. She was standing at the desk, still stunned and a bit annoyed, plotting the perfect revenge. She was going to get him hard and wanting just like he did to her and then she would just stop. She would leave him hanging. Then she would leave the house like that without any explanation. That was what she intended to do. To punish him for what he did to her. She made up her mind pretty quickly because she was so angry at him.
Kate knew what Castle was doing all along. She knew it right away and yet she didn't run away even though it crossed her mind. She knew that Castle was trying to seduce her with his charm, with his dirty words, with the whole scene that he had written. And also with his inappropriate behavior. He was trying to mess with her. She had her suspicions but she gave in and finally let him do whatever he wanted. After all, she wanted it too though she couldn't confess him straightforwardly. But she didn't expect him to stop. Not like that. He left her stunned and a bit confused. But now she knew his game. She knew his intentions which were all just to tease her, obviously, so she was planning to do the same to him. He had earned himself a little punishment with his behavior. Castle deserved some kind of revenge. A small payback. After all, two can play the game. So Kate quickly made a plan in her head and decided to go for it.
"You know what? I changed my mind. Let's discuss the scene you wrote," she stated, rushing to get what she wanted, as she sat on his couch right next to him. "Thoroughly," she underlined her words, making them sound seductive.
She was determined to make him pay. To torture him a bit and make him suffer. To tease him and leave him hanging. Tit for tat. She knew how to seduce a man. Especially Castle because she knew he was such an easy mark. That would be a piece of cake, she knew that. Or at least that's what she thought.
"Okay," he agreed, getting even closer to her.
"So, tell me, Castle, how do you know Nikki Heat so well? How do you know that Nikki likes to take the matter in her own hands, you know, to be initiative? Or was it a wild guess?" She asked him flirtatiously, fiddling with her hair while she talked.
"You are talking about Nikki or yourself?" Castle asked, stuttering his words, sounding a bit nervous.
"About myself," she stated confidently, crossing her legs seductively as she looked at him cautiously. She enjoyed the effect she had on him. He was starting to sweat and she definitely liked it. She liked torturing him and making him nervous. And that was just the beginning.
"I-I I don't-I... I don't know," he stuttered. He was getting more and more nervous with every passed second.
"To tell you a secret," she said as she leaned close to his face as she was about to whisper something in his ear, "you remember when I asked you what Nikki would do after a tough day at work and you suggested to go home and read a book. Take a long bath and drink some wine? Well, you were right. I did exactly the same thing and I really enjoyed it, Castle." She said to him, biting her lip. "So I guess you know me better than I thought. You knew exactly what I needed, Castle."
"Wh-which book were you... were r-reading in-in-n... you know... in t-the... in your bathtub?"
"Wouldn't you like to know!" She exclaimed, winking at him and then she smiled mischievously, quickly looking away.
"Well, it wasn't a dirty book, was it?" he joked, laughing at his suggestion. But when she didn't deny it his face suddenly stiffed and his laughter faded away, slowly dying with a few nervous coughs. She bit her lip, looking down, making him wonder. She liked that game of teasing. She was going to make him suffer. He was so going to suffer!
"You know what I like doing, Castle?" she asked him after a small pause. She was using her charm and flirting to dazzle him. "I like touching myself," she confessed and smiled mischievously. Then she bit her lip as he almost choked on her words. "Listen, Castle, I am not a teenager who blushes and giggles when being asked about it. You asked me and so I answer you," she declared confidently. "We are all adults here. And I am not ashamed of it. It's a natural thing. A craving that needs to be followed... You know, it's a way to relax... Don't tell me you haven't followed your instinct. You feel that craving, too, don't you?" she asked, looking at him, scrutinizing his face from very close distance.
"I d-d-do... No, I... I-uhm I don't... what? What was the question again?" he started stuttering and she knew her mission to turn his head was definitely working. She was getting pretty close to it. And she was ready to say anything just to tease him some more. To torture him and get back at him. And boy, he was an easy mark and she loved it.
"Do you know what I do like doing?" she asked, getting even closer to his face, just an inch apart from his. "I like reading your book. And I mean lot... Especially that scene from "Heat Wave". You know, page 105... Sometimes I even imagine... No, no. Wait, I can't tell you," she said and giggled like a teenage girl, biting her lower lip, hoping he would be dying to hear the rest of her sentence.
"What? What do you imagine?" he asked quickly, looking at her like a hungry puppy drooling over a bone.
"It's too... I don't know, too personal, Castle. I can't tell you," she shook her head, refusing to say it. She was creating a tension, leaving him hanging.
"Oh, come on. Tell me," he insisted, almost begging her.
"Okay," she quickly agreed, getting what she wanted - his full attention. "But promise not to laugh," she made him promise even though she knew perfectly well that he would be doing anything but laughing.
"I promise," he answered, reassuring her.
"I imagine that..." she started saying, leaving him in suspension, "you were reading it to me out loud while I touch myself, Castle."
"Y-y-o-you d-do?" he stuttered nervously, clearing his throat because his voice immediately got very raspy.
"Yeah," she just nodded her head slightly, enjoying his reaction to her words. "And I imagine that you are doing all these things written in the book to me. I imagine what it would be like while I am all alone in my bathtub, lying there naked, stroking myself," she drew a picture for him, making him imagine it thoroughly. His jaw fell to the floor.
"Wha- uhh... uhm... rea-," he wasn't able to say even one proper word so cleared his throat once again and looked at her questionably. "Really?" He finally managed to ask her
"Noo!" she said straight to his face, seeing that he already bought it. "But you should have seen the look on your face!"
