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Chapter 15 – in between murders

The secret phone tinged with an incoming text message. Rick grabbed the phone to read it. He smiled, rose from the office chair and walked through the living room to the front door. Before he opened the door, he turned and looked at the stairs. His mother and daughter were in their respective beds and had been for a couple of hours. He unlocked the door and swung it open.

There stood Kate in a beige and black trimmed trench coat, a white woolen hat and black heeled boots. She also had a large leather hand bag over her right shoulder. However, his eyes were stuck on the red lipstick neatly applied to her lips. She also had lots of black eyeliner on.

"Beckett?" He asked then swallowed, because his imagination was hard at work guessing what might be worn beneath the coat. "Gone with a little slutty tonight. Good girl."

Almost offended she stated, "You're meant to drag me inside to your bedroom to rip this coat off me to see what lies beneath."

"My imagination is already in the bedroom," he answered. "Christ," he muttered in disbelief, roughing up his hair. "I was expecting jeans and sweater."

"Huh. You have no idea." She teased, then patted his jaw as she walked inside the apartment her heels clicking on the floor boards, her ass swayed beautifully.

"Babe," he snagged her wrist as she passed which caused her turn about to look at him. She grinned as he pulled her back to his space, only stopping when her chest was pressed to his and her arm slipped around his shoulders. She looked at him their faces very close. "Red lip stick," he growled, "sexy."

She giggled, "You like it?"

"Give me that bag and get in my bedroom before my mother hears you. I'll then show you how much I like it."

He let her go and pointed in the direction of his room aware she hadn't visited his home before tonight. She hurried ahead, so agile on the boots that had her standing almost at his height. He followed watching as she pulled the crochet hat from her head, her dark short hair ruffled. Just before she got to the double door, she looked over her shoulder at Rick. He encouraged her to keep going through it with a wave. He locked the door once he was inside the bedroom. His family understood that door locked meant he didn't want to be disturbed unless it was of an urgent nature.

Kate stood in the middle of his expansive master bedroom slowly gazing about as though she was in awe of the room. He circled her until he stood in front of her, giving her a couple of feet of space to get comfortable in the new space.

"Wow, Castle, what a bedroom. Impressive. But the raging elephant is a little imposing."

"He's great. It's a practical room for a single man. And," he stepped in to her, reaching for the bag still hanging from her shoulder, "I hope it's the same for a taken man."

"Mm." She responded noting the bed, "Big bed, Castle."

"And you know I like to spoon."

She giggled. "Big enough for an orgy."

Rick paused his thoughts kind of surprised that comment had come out of Kate's mouth so quickly and more so, how casually. It then gave him a few snippets of images he didn't really need to think about right now. He cleared his throat watching his eyes that inquisitively eyed him off. She was testing him.

"Yes it is, but no it hasn't been subjected to one, well not this particular bed anyway…" he trailed off not able to tolerate the look she continued to give him for much longer before he would fold.

"I'm jerking your chain, Castle."

"Yeah. You would clean up at poker. You seem so straight laced and I'm beginning to think there's a lot more to you."

She laughed then said, "I'm not so innocent. My mother always said it's the quiet ones you've gotta watch."

"I agree. Is there anything in this bag you want now? Whips, handcuffs, gags?" He asked holding it up.

Her brow furrowed. "I'm slutty, not dominant."

"Oh. So, you didn't dig about in your kinky box tonight."

"Oh Castle," she cooed, "It's all about the tease tonight."

"And you do that all the time. Want anything?"

"Only my personal stuff for the morning."

"So, you're staying the night, Miss Beckett." During the phone conversation earlier, she had been undecided and hesitant about staying the whole night because she didn't want to get caught by his family.

She shyly smiled, "Yes."

"Good. I didn't want you outside in the middle of the night alone."

"Castle, I'm a cop," she stressed.

"Yes, but when you're with me, and off the clock, you're a woman and you're my girlfriend. It's my instinctual thing to protect you."

"Okay," she replied accepting his reasoning.

He placed the bag on the armchair near the right side of the bed then pointed to the gap in the wall, "The bathroom is through there."

"Thank you." When their eyes connected, she smiled, then bounced and clapped her hands in excitement, "Are you ready?"

Rick smirked. "Of course. Where do you want me?"

"Umm …. The bed will do." She pointed to the end of the bed.

Rick obediently sat, full of anticipation. "Good start on the bed." He faced her, his imagination giddy and whirling with ideas about what she wore or didn't wear under the coat.

"Okay. All about the tease," she repeated to herself.

"Did you practice before you came here because I thought flirting was innate in you," he said, putting a hand to his chin. Her present awkwardness was a brief and affectionate reminder of Jamie Lee Curtis before Arnold Schwarzneiger in True Lies.

"No. And no. I'm not a flirt," she objected.

"Ask the boys if they think you are," he replied. He wondered whether Kate would be uncoordinated like Curtis was in the movie, or dance like a stripper. He'd experienced firsthand how well she could use her body so he figured she would be somewhere between, and hadn't she mentioned she was once a ballerina until she grew too tall? He couldn't recall if that was Kate, because there wasn't enough blood being pumped to his brain any longer.

"I'm not asking them."

He mused, "Actually, they'd be too scared to answer that sort of question."

"Do you want me to do this Castle?" Hands went to the hips, temper flared.

"Yes, I do, Detective." He clapped twice. Geez he loved to tease her. Had never teased a girlfriend like he did this one. "Let's go, Honey. It's getting late." He smiled devilishly.

"Tease, my ass. You are such a stirrer, Castle," Kate huffed and stood tall before him staring at his face, then began by slowly tugging on the waistband of her trench coat until the knot gave and coat loosened. From the top, she undid the buttons, one by one her eyes seductively staring her lover down. "I'm not gonna dance for you, Ricky, if that's what you're thinking," she said with a bedroom voice.

Rick had his eyes on her fingers, the anticipation building inside him like a pressure cooker. The first thing Rick caught sight of was the black lace of a bra. He held his breath. The next button down he saw the fairness of her bare skin, the toned contours of her tummy. When the coat fell open showing what laid beneath, his hand went to his chest with a loud slap.

Kate was in black lingerie, the full affair: a spectacular bra, well fitted garter belt, panties, she turned, oh G-string panties, lace suspender stockings and leather knee high boots. She shrugged her shoulders free of the coat letting it fall to the floor.

"Oh fucking hell. I'm speechless. If I die tonight, please be assured I died a happy man." The outfit was perfect.

Kate laughed. "Really?"

He held out his hands. "Oh yeah. Please." He pleaded and wriggled his fingers, "Please come here." Then he put up his hand to stop her.

"May I please take a photo? I will never share it with anyone."

Kate thought about it. "Yes, so long as if we take these sort of photos of each other, then they are just for us."

"Deal. I need a memento of this, you, all that…" He fumbled to claim his phone from the bedside table, dropped it on the floor clumsily scooped it up then stood up.

Kate looked at his groin, at the erection poking out his track pants, internally pissing herself at his overall response. "Better hurry Castle."

"Yeah." He glanced down at himself. "I'm ready. I hope you're not tired because I'm making this a marathon."

"Take the damn photo."

Rick looked at her standing like a cop, her feet spread further than her pelvic width, her arms crossed. She had that angry little expression she gave him in front of the boys. It was incredibly cute. He snapped a picture, checked it then said, "Now, lose the Detective and let the girlfriend out to play."

Kate obliged, lifted her hands into her hair and morphed her body into a sexy pose for him as though she'd been modelling for years. He groaned his approval, took the photo then tossed the phone to his mattress.

"Now, get here." He ordered.

She instantly rushed to him, only stopped when she was standing between his knees. He cupped her buttocks, bringing her abdomen closer. He pressed his lips to her flesh below her belly button. He could just smell her scent and when the backs of his fingers stroked the satin of panties he felt how much she wanted him. That was all he needed.

"Don't leave yet." He sleepily mumbled, between the kisses she smothered him in. He was flat on his back with Kate straddling him.

"Alexis will be up soon." Kate whispered, and nibbled on his ear lobe.

"We have awhile." He smoothed his palms up her body stopping at the back of her rib cage, holding her there. "Stay. You don't have work today."

She sat up, resting her palms on his bare chest, and she smiled. Rick gazed at her smiling face, wondering to himself if he was really falling in love with this woman. The moment he'd laid his eyes on her he'd felt an awakening deep within, but lately emotions surrounding Kate had been bubbling just beneath the surface. He found he just wanted to be with her more than anyone else on the earth. He decided to be spontaneous. "Do you wanna do something?"

"Yeah. Make love."

He gave her a squeeze. "God you looked hot last night."

She bit her bottom lip, "Yeah, clearly got you excited. You have red lipstick smeared all over your face." She whispered and laughed, trying to rub it off with a thumb.

"I'll have a shower and shave."

"Your whiskers. Mm."

He laughed, thinking about what his whiskers had done to her writhing body last night. "Come for a drive with me today? It's meant to be nice."

She contemplated his invitation, "Where?"

"Anywhere, wherever the car takes us. We'll get out of the city and go have lunch somewhere."

Kate paused her shower of affection to stare at his eyes. "That'd be good. Country?"

"Of course."

"Okay. Pick me up?"

"Yes. Dress casual."

Kate laid down on his body. He swept his hand through her hair. "We get to spend the day together," he murmured sounding rather chuffed at the thought.

"Mm. I would love to spend the day with you."