"You did amazingly you know," Nkosi said, watching his husband removing his blazer he'd worn to dinner.

"I know… I just hope Kate wasn't too mad," Darnley said since the game had gone quickly.

"I don't think so," Nkosi said.

Turning to him Darnley asked, "Why did you say it like that?"

"You didn't see the way Kate was watching him," Nkosi said. He then smirked and said, "I noticed when I wasn't looking at you mhle," calling his husband gorgeous.

Reaching for him, Darnley was kissing him deeply before he reluctantly pulled away from him and said, "And how often were you doing that?"

"Often," Nkosi said simply before his husband was grabbing him so they could kiss again. When they'd stopped and were panting lightly against each other's lips he said, "I think we should start," pleased at the response he got immediately after.

"We already have," Darnley said. They kissed again but were gentle before they were pulling away enough to begin unbuttoning each other's shirts. Once they were open, he bent his head first, kissing at his husband's chest a few times.

"Come on," Nkosi told him before leading him to the bed. Luckily it wasn't that far before they were falling on it, though they were going one at a time. "I'm a little confused," he commented when they were silent for a moment.

Unable to help laughing briefly, Darnley turned onto his side and told his husband, "I don't know why I did that either."

"Are you feeling tired at all? We did a lot of walking," Nkosi told him.

"We did, but not enough to exhaust me," Darnley replied, sliding across the bed to his husband. He wrapped his arm around him the best he could before they were kissing deeply for some time. When they'd parted, he told him, "Can we take everything off now? I'm feeling extremely stifled."

"Me too," Nkosi agreed as he nodded. He followed his husband off the bed, and they were undressing one another, taking turns and kissing when they could before they were finally naked. After they were back on the bed, he wasn't surprised to find himself below and he told Darnley, "I think I know what you want right now."

"You better," the carpenter said firmly before he leaned down to him and was kissing him hard. Relieved when the investigator was responding eagerly, Darnley rolled his tongue around his husband's until they were slowly parting at the same time. "How did you do that?" he then asked.

"It doesn't matter," Nkosi said between his clenched teeth.

"What's wrong?" Darnley asked, pretending to be clueless.

"Patrick… you're… oh not like that!" Nkosi groaned before his husband was immediately stopping since he was working to rub his erection against his own.

"Too bad I was going to have fun with that," Darnley replied though he was shortly after brushing his lips to his husband's. "So, I have to go with plan b?"

"If it includes your mouth," Nkosi was telling his husband firmly.

"It does," Darnley said swiftly before he was turning suddenly and smiling hearing the investigator laughing.

"You should have told me, I would have been more agreeable," Nkosi said before he was curling his hand around Darnley's length.

Hissing briefly the carpenter did the same to his husband before he told him, "Are we just starting?"

"Maybe we should tease a little?" Nkosi replied.

"That would be nice," Darnley said, nodding though he was aware his husband wouldn't be able to hear him. He then turned his attention to the length in front of him, indulging himself and kissing the very tip of him. When he pulled back, he shuddered when his husband did the same to him and he was lightly rubbing his hand up and down around the rigid member.

"Patrick," Nkosi groaned at the sensation though he was doing the same to his husband.

"I know… mouths Trev, hurry," Darnley managed to gasp out before they were lowering their heads. He bobbed his up and down around his husband gently, relieved when he was doing the same since it allowed them to continue without needing to stop. He wasn't surprised when his husband was pulling away the same time he was before he said, "We never said how this would go," smiling when the investigator was quick to respond.

"Do we really have to? I think we know what we want already," Nkosi said roughly. "We suck each other off and then I fuck you."

"Dirty," Darnley told his husband.

"As dirty as you are," Nkosi replied easily before they were moving to take each other into their mouths. Bobbing his head up and down almost furiously, he responded to the way Darnley was making him feel until he realized they were inching closer to their orgasms. "Patrick," he managed to eventually say once he'd pulled away from his husband.

"I know, hurry," Darnley said, his voice thick with his saliva. He took his husband back in his mouth and didn't stop until he was climaxing first. Pulling away he was able to call out Nkosi's name until he was focusing on the pleasure rushing through his body. He had no idea how long it took before he was aware of anything else again, but as soon as that happened, he moved to finish pleasuring his husband.

Kicking out his right leg when he found his peak, Nkosi dimly thought of his husband though too much was overriding his thought process. Once he could speak after his orgasm had calmed down, he asked, "I didn't kick you, did I?"

"No," Darnley said with a smile, pushing himself up to lay next to him. He brushed his lips to Nkosi's and told him, "But I'm glad you did that. I'm that good."

Laughing, Nkosi shook his head and told his husband, "Since you are you need to get everything we need."

"Fine," Darnley said in mock annoyance, pushing himself up. He slid off the bed before jumping slightly at the way his husband slapped his ass. "Are you sure you want me to go?" he asked, turning.

"Maybe not yet," Nkosi replied after taking his hand and pulling him back. After his husband had jumped onto the mattress and was with him, he said, "You know I have to rejoin you."

"Not that much," Darnley said, unsurprised when his husband was rubbing his hip gently and murmuring to him to finish so they could be together again. He obliged happily, moving to kiss Nkosi again while they held each other tight and indulged in their intimacy yet again.


"I saw that," Rebecca said, walking over to the bed where her husband was sitting on the end.

"You didn't see a thing," David told her though he was smiling at the same time. He laughed when she leaned into him and they kissed briefly before he told her, "I'm not tired, just waiting."

"And that makes you yawn?" Rebecca asked.

"I can't use that excuse, can I?" David asked after thinking that over for a moment.

"I've seen you in court and at City Council meetings," Rebecca commented before her husband was frowning. She couldn't help laughing and moved to sit next to him, wrapping her arm around his shoulder before kissing the side of his head at the same time he spoke.

"Shoot, I thought I could fool you," David replied before they kissed lightly on the lips. When he was looking into the sapphire hue of her eyes he said, "Seriously, I want you."

"You were remembering after our dinner that night?" Rebecca asked him easily.

"Hell yes," David said earnestly. "Sorry for swearing, but hopefully that conveys to you what I'm feeling right now."

"This might too," Rebecca replied, placing her hand firmly on his groin. She watched her husband tense and let out a heavy groan before she said, "No?"

"I've been watching you," David said, breathing hard when she lightly stroked him.

"Good, I knew you'd tell me," Rebecca replied before she stood up and was pushing the thin straps of her sundress off her shoulders. It took little for the red and lilac fabric to slide off her body and she told him, "And since you were, I'm sure you're happy right now."

"I don't know if you'll be," David told her.

Startled at what he'd said, and his serious tone, Rebecca was about to ask him why when she was suddenly being thrown onto the bed. She couldn't help laughing once she realized what David had done and she said, "That? I don't mind that."

"I wasn't talking about that," the mayor replied with the same serious tone he'd had before. Not surprised when his wife was looking at him with a perplexed expression on his face, David moved and grabbed the waistband of her panties with both hands, tugging them off and trying not to move too roughly. "That," he told her, his voice husky in his desire after exposing her to him. When she was laughing gently, he was startled and he said, "So you're okay with that."

"You can't tell?" Rebecca asked, putting her arms up by her head. "I mean… I took my dress off for you."

"That's true," David said slowly.

"Very," Rebecca replied, reaching for him.

"Hold on," David said, beginning to undress himself. He watched her sit up and he said, "Should I put on a show?"

"I thought you said that was one time only?" Rebecca responded with her own question, a smile on her face. "And we were very happy."

"Very," David echoed while he took off his shirt. His pants followed and he wasn't surprised when his wife reached into the waistband of his boxers, tugging him to her. He allowed her to do that, following her carefully before he was kissing her lightly. Just when he was about to ask if she wanted him to move, he was on his back. "Ah… same thing tonight," he said.

Shaking her head Rebecca said, "You better be ready."

"I am," David said, raising his hips to assist her. When she turned back to him, he was holding the base of his erection asking, "Do you remember what we did that night? Our anniversary night I mean."

"I do," Rebecca said before she was kissing him and felt him holding onto her. She was thrilled when she realized he was only doing so with one arm, and she deepened their kiss before they were needing to part. "Just this though, I want to feel your thick cock inside me David."

"Don't worry Becca," the mayor replied roughly. "You'll have it in you as many times as you want," he added, watching her moving down his body eagerly. When she was ready, he gently tapped her lips with his member and looked on while she lightly lapped at the end of him. He couldn't stop himself, reaching for her and nearly flipping her on back before she spoke and made him suddenly freeze.

"Not like that," Rebecca said firmly.

"You want to go somewhere else?" David asked, thrilled and a little confused.

"Slightly," Rebecca replied before she leaned into him and gently kissed him. She lingered when he was holding onto her, and she slid her fingers through his hair before she broke things off first. "Let me move," she said firmly. At his nod she climbed up to the headboard, about to press her front to it before her husband was making her turn. Before she could ask what he was doing his head swooped down so he could gently suck at her breasts.

Hearing his wife crying out above him, David couldn't help himself and he lingered on her mounds for a while before he was slowly moving back and straightening up. "I couldn't help myself," he explained. When she was abruptly throwing her arms around him, he hurried to initiate the kiss he was aware she was expecting. Their tongues were rolling around each other, not stopping until they needed to breathe. After they'd parted, he said, "Okay, now you can… we can start."

Brushing her lips swiftly to her husband's, Rebecca turned around and pressed against the headboard before she could feel him against her back. "Do you need help?" she asked him, a little breathless since she could feel his hands sliding over her ass.

"A little," David answered before she was spreading her legs a little more. With that he led himself to her entrance and slid inside of her, both of them groaning in their pleasure until he was flush against her back. "Do you think…" he tried to say though he had to trail off shortly after while she was shifting slightly in front of him. He took a moment before he was able to ask her, "Do you want to last that long?"

"No," Rebecca replied. "We have to get up early tomorrow, I want as much as I can get from you David Foster."

"You're so fucking sexy," David growled to her, lightly biting her shoulder.

Gasping and arching her back, Rebecca reached behind and told him, "So are you, fuck me, David!" She was gasping and arching her back yet again when he began to thrust, and she had to scramble for a moment before she was doing her best to meet his rhythm. Though he was going slowly she knew he was going to work up to what she'd asked for, and she was working with him. Feeling how deeply he was sliding within her and then back, she was holding the top of the headboard tightly, seeing her knuckles beginning to turn white before she froze when her husband murmured into her ear.

"This is what you wanted," David told her. He saw she was nodding, and he was lightly nibbling at the top of her shoulder before he then said, "You're so bad Becca."

"I know… because of you," Rebecca replied before she was letting out a short cry when he was squeezing her thigh and slapping the side of her ass immediately after. "David… please don't stop… faster!"

"Believe me, I won't," David said. He had been planning on saying more, but her sex around him tight and extremely accommodating was too distracting and he reached in front of her to hold her by her hips. While they sped up together his hands slid up until they were gently cupped over her breasts, and he fondled them before she was crying out.

Though she thought she was speaking to her husband, Rebecca realized she wasn't saying anything, and she soon spoke telling him, "I think… I think I'm going to come Dave."

"I can tell," the mayor said, kissing at her shoulders. "And I am too."

Noticing the change in his tone, Rebecca reached behind her and was gently clutching at the back of his neck before he was removing his right hand from her breast to her clit. At the first touch of his fingers on her swollen nub she was jerking her hips which led to him slamming in her. That set off her orgasm easily and she couldn't help digging her nails into her husband's skin while she cried his name once. She could hear him calling her own, and her eyes were rolling into the back of her head in her intense pleasure while her body was still thrusting in time with her husband.

When he had stopped, David was breathing heavily against his wife's ear and he hurried to ask her, "Please tell me you're awake."

Smiling, Rebecca shifted a little and told him, "I am, just enjoying that… a lot."

Kissing the side of her head, David carefully withdrew from her before they were laying down and he told her, "So did I." He was about to say more when she was reaching for him, and he watched her while she was gently rubbing the back of his neck.

"I didn't hurt you?" Rebecca asked him.

"Oh no, you've done a lot more clawing," David said, laughing when his wife was slightly socking his shoulder though not that hard. He wrapped his arms around her and told her, "But I'm glad I let you lead us."

"Does that mean you want to lead?" Rebecca asked jokingly.

"Yes," David said roughly before he was moving and getting on top of his wife to her cry.

Though they would need to ready themselves a little, David and Rebecca were soon eagerly making love, relishing the feeling and putting everything they could into their intimacy.


"Do you want to know something?" Lily asked her husband with a smile while she was lightly caressing his swollen lower lip.

"Of course," Brad said swiftly though he had to keep himself from kissing her.

Leaning up, Lily brushed her lips to her husband's before she told him, "If you had asked me to stay the night that first date I would have."

Sighing, Brad kissed her before he said, "I would have been tempted to make love."

"You don't think I would have?" Lily asked, smiling when he was shuddering for a moment. She took his hungry kiss at that moment, gently caressing his hair until he was pulling away from her and picking her up. "You could have asked."

"It takes too long," Brad said, unable to help smiling when she began laughing. He set her down next to the bed and whispered in her ear before she was stopping him by brushing her lips to his. When they were looking at one another again she was soon speaking though she began to unbutton his shirt at the same time.

"I get the feeling you planned this," Lily said.

"Well…" Brad started to say before his wife was laughing again and leaning into him. Their kiss wasn't lasting that long, and he groaned after she had pulled away. "You're torturing me."

"Not intentionally," Lily replied, getting his shirt off of his arms. After she had done so she told him, "I had the idea of doing this slowly."

"You don't want to now?" Brad asked, running his hands up and down her sides.

"Not after what we were doing just now," Lily said, since her husband had taken her to the armchair in their room once they'd come upstairs. He'd kissed her and hadn't stopped for some time, leaving her heavily aroused already. "You're a horrible tease," she told him while she was opening the fly of his jeans.

"And you?" Brad responded immediately as she was sliding away from him.

"You'll find out," Lily said before she waited for him to stand and join her. She was pulling off his pants a little hard, thrilling at the groan of pleasure Brad let out. With those discarded she said, "Would you want to do something different tonight?"

"Oh no," Brad replied swiftly while he made her sit on the bed.

"Am I leaning into you?" Lily asked, trying not to smirk at him while he was holding onto the waistband of his boxers.

"If you wanted to," Brad said, watching her lean back on her hands. He hesitated for a moment and then asked, "Would you do something for me?"

"That depends on what it is," Lily replied.

"Spread your legs?" Brad told her. He clutched at the fabric in his hands a little tighter before he said, "Thank you."

"Hurry," Lily replied before her husband was moving. Admiring his body as it was fully revealed to her, she couldn't help saying, "Impressive."

"That's because of you," Brad said firmly. He got onto the bed after his wife had, following her to the top before she was straddling him. "Wait," he groaned when she was taking him in her hand.

"What-" Lily began to say before her husband was raising her skirt. Smiling, since she'd had a feeling he was going to do that, she reached up to the straps of her sundress and pulled them off her shoulders and pushed the fabric to her waist. "Good?" she asked him.

"Yes," Brad growled, leaning up to her and kissing her hard. He felt a thrill when she was responding fervently, and he held her close for a little longer until he suddenly remembered what they were doing.

"You're-" Lily began before she was gasping when her husband was sucking at her left nipple. She wrapped her arms around him tightly in response, caressing the back of his head until he moved to the other.

Looking up at his wife after he'd spent some time stimulating the other mound, Brad asked his wife, "Will you?"

"I didn't put myself in this position to let you control everything," Lily said simply. She wasn't surprised when her husband's response was to grab her, pulling her against him so they were kissing passionately. She responded eagerly until they were slowly parting, and she said, "You need to help me."

"I'm ready," Brad said firmly before he was watching her push herself up on her knees. He held her by her waist with one hand, the other grasping his erection, and looked on while she was lowering her body down until she angled her hips against his. "You're amazing Lils," he told her before she was pecking his lips with a kiss and speaking swiftly with a smile on her face.

"You are too, but don't make me stop," Lily told him. She wasn't surprised when he nodded, since her tone had been stern, and she leaned into him for another kiss. After they parted, she wrapped her arms around his shoulders, gently rocking herself a few times. When Brad's response was to grasp at her waist tightly, she continued, going a little faster so she could experiment which she proceeded to do for a while. Watching her husband while he tilted his head back, she was stopping, quickly switching to rolling her hips around him.

"Ugh… Lily," Brad hissed. He didn't stop her, so he couldn't say anything else, and he instead decided to try and give her more pleasure. When he began to thrust up against her, he was satisfied at her gasp of pleasure before he leaned into her. He stimulated her breasts before she was stopping him.

"If you do that for too long…" Lily tried to say. She had to trail off then when her husband was moving up to her neck and kissing at it since her hair was pulled back in a ponytail. "Brad…" she moaned as he soon proceeded to suck at her skin. Her eyes rolled back, and she was able to tell him, "You're… you need to stop."

"Don't make me," Brad begged with his tone. He felt a surge of arousal pass through him at her moan and he told her, "Even if we come now, we have… we have hours."

"Oh… I'm going to… hold you to that," Lily gasped, clutching at his shoulders and nearly losing her rhythm. By then she'd gone back to bouncing on him and she had a hard time going the same pace she'd been at before. Faltering, she was startled when her husband was suddenly pulling off her dress but couldn't react because she was abruptly orgasming at the same time. She cried her husband's name, begging Brad to orgasm with her before he actually was, and she was writhing against his chest while he held her tightly.

Feeling his wife trembling in his arms once they had recovered, Brad kissed her temple and said, "I meant the hours comment."

"Hmm, good," Lily said with a sigh before she groaned when her husband was moving her to lay on her back. "How…" she started to say when she realized he hadn't withdrawn from her doing that.

"Practice," Brad said, kissing her hard before she could respond. When they were slowly parting, he told her, "Now."

"Yes," Lily said simply, aware of what his one word meant before they were kissing yet again and working up to their second bout of lovemaking earnestly together.


"Missed call?"

Looking up at her wife, Skye smiled and said, "A text for the Tetris game Ivy downloaded on my phone."

"You're not going to take it off?" Mary asked, sitting next to her wife on the couch in front of their electric fireplace.

"No, she listens to us at least," Skye replied, turning off her phone and putting it aside. She wrapped her arm around her wife's waist and told her, "But for now, what're you doing?"

"I can't wear a robe? It is my summer robe," Mary said firmly.

"Yes, but what I'm wondering about is what's underneath it," Skye told her, looking pointedly at her breasts.

Giving an exaggerated sigh, Mary stood up and turned to the bed while she was tugging the tie of her robe. "I guess I have to show you now," she told the investigator before she was slipping off the silk from her shoulders.

Her eyes glued to her wife while she walked away to the bed, Skye's gaze was on her ass before she stood, grabbing her phone and hurrying to the nightstand on her side. "I'm overdressed," she said when she saw the doctor was looking at her.

"Very, you should take all of that off," Mary replied easily, smiling when her wife pretended to glare at her.

"You're lucky it isn't that much," Skye commented, pulling off her tunic top. She had half expected her wife to make her way over to her to help, but when Mary was laying back and merely watching her, she smiled and told her, "I hope this is enough."

"Believe me, it is," Mary said firmly before her wife was taking off her leggings and panties at the same time. "Oh grá, you're… Oishī," she breathed while the investigator was crawling on the mattress towards her, calling her delicious. She took the investigator's kiss happily, their tongues dueling together for some time before they were slowly moving back, her wife speaking with a slight smile on her face.

"You seem to be saying that a little too soon," Skye told her wife.

"Don't worry," Mary said, reaching up and gently caressing at her wife's breasts. "I know already remember?"

"Still," Skye stated.

"Don't be cheeky," Mary said teasingly before they were kissing deeply.

Gently slipping her tongue into her wife's mouth, Skye tangled them together, pleased at Mary's response until she shifted her hips a little. When the doctor was breaking off the kiss she moved down and brushed kisses to her breasts. Hearing Mary moaning above her she couldn't help smiling for a moment before she went back to her wife's breasts. Nuzzling at her nipples eventually she told her, "I hope you won't need that much."

"No," Mary said, staring intently at her wife when she looked down at her. She reached up and fondled Skye's breasts, listening to her sighing in obvious pleasure which stimulated her even more. Though she hadn't intended on it, she couldn't help herself and flipped her wife around onto her back, smiling down at her. "Surprised?" she asked.

"Extremely," Skye said.

"And you're not stopping me," Mary said.

"No," Skye said easily before she was moving and spreading her legs.

"Not yet," Mary replied before went back to her wife's breasts. She proceeded to suck at her right nipple before she moved to the other shortly after, switching back and forth rapidly until Skye was stopping her. "You don't like it?" she asked with a smile.

"I do, but it's more than enough," the investigator replied. For a moment Skye was unsure weather her wife would understand what she meant, but when Mary was moving to kiss down her stomach she felt a thrill go through her.

Once she was firmly between her wife's legs, Mary kissed around the inside of her thighs at first. Brushing her lips just barely to the soft skin, she did her best to ignore what Skye's reactions were above her. She was moving away slightly, kissing her mound firmly before she flicked out her tongue.

"Oh… Mary…" Skye gasped joyfully. She looked down and watched her wife's head moving around slightly before she was soon going lower. "Wait," she said swiftly, reaching for her.

"Stop?" Mary asked. She was gasping at that moment since Skye was flipping her around onto her back.

"For now," the investigator responded before she was repeating the same thing her wife had done for her. When she slowly pulled away from Mary after lightly lapping at her sex Skye asked, "Together?"

"Together," Mary said firmly. She wrapped her arms around her wife when she moved up to her and they were kissing deeply before they were slowly parting and moving together. Since her legs had already been spread, she was able to watch her wife angle her sex before they were rubbing against one another. They were both reacting immediately before she was moving to rub against her, holding onto Skye's arms before they were both pausing.

"I didn't realize you were that wet," the investigator told her wife with a smile, slightly panting from her movements.

"I think you added to it," Mary replied.

"Probably," Skye said before she was beginning to move again. She was pleased when her wife was responding in turn, and they were groaning together until she was stopping once more.

"Skye," Mary gasped in disappointment.

"I don't want this to go that quickly," the investigator explained. Skye smiled and then said, "Though would you mind if we did this manually for a while?"

"Is that what you were planning in the first place?" Mary asked, recovering enough to tease her.

"Oh no," Skye replied firmly. "I want to feel you grá."

"I want the same," Mary told her before she was reaching up to lightly finger her clit.

"Grá," Skye breathed in joy while she was doing the same to her wife.

"Hurry," Mary said, both of them staring at each other while they were pleasuring one another. She wasn't surprised when Skye was rocking against her, making her moan again though she could feel her wife was faltering a little. "You're okay," she said when Skye was closing her eyes tightly before she responded.

"I think that was enough," the investigator replied before she was moving to straddle her wife again. After she was ready, she proceeded to rock against her, moaning immediately when she felt how wet her wife was. Doing her best to keep her speed, she couldn't help slowing down once in a while to feel her folds sliding against hers more distinctly. They were both gasping and groaning at the sensation, and after doing that twice more she wasn't surprised when they were orgasming at the same time, crying out each other's names. Rocking against her wife until the spasms of eased off, Skye told her while she was panting, "We were quick."

"No thanks to you," Mary said jokingly while her wife was pulling away and moving to lay next to her. She studied her once the investigator was on her back, raising herself slightly to do so, and she eventually asked, "Does that mean you planned that?"

"Not at first," Skye said. "But then I realized, if we're fast then we can do this repeatedly before we need to sleep."

"Luckily tomorrow's free," Mary commented.

Trembling slightly since her wife was fingering her nipples lightly, Skye grabbed her hand and kissed the back of it before she said, "Should we start grá?"

"We will right now," Mary told her seductively. She brushed her lips to hers and told her, "I'm going to have my turn now."

"The same position?" Skye asked, half surprised.

"I want to fucking grind your beautiful pussy grá," Mary said seriously, moving to nip at her shoulder once she'd finished speaking.

Shuddering in joy outright at her wife's tone, Skye spread her legs at Mary's touch before her wife was laying down on her and kissing her deeply to begin their lovemaking all over again.


"Are you ready?" Beckett asked the bathroom door.

"Yes," Castle said, opening it and watching his wife stepping back. "I'm still not sure why exactly I had to undress in there."

"It was your idea," Beckett said. "So tell," she told him firmly while she walked after him to the bed.

"Oh fine," Castle said in mock annoyance while he was settling back on the pillows behind him on the mattress. "I always wait out here for you," he told her.

"For me what?" Beckett asked.

Frowning Castle said, "I'm aware of what you did already Kate."

"Good, now we don't need to wait," Beckett said, rushing to remove her blue sundress. Since she'd taken the opportunity to remove her panties while waiting for her husband, she was revealing to him her bare body once the fabric was off her. Seeing that he had rushed to sit on the edge of the bed, she smiled and said, "Not that much foreplay love."

Aware she was teasing him; Castle reached for her and was gently rubbing his hands up and down her side before he pressed a kiss to each nipple. Hearing her moaning softly above him, he was about to move to take the left into his mouth when she was stopping him. "No?" he asked.

Unable to help laughing briefly at her husband's surprise, Beckett leaned down so they could kiss lightly before she moved back and told him, "I want something first."

"I want to do the same," Castle said swiftly.

"What if you can't?" Beckett asked him in amusement.

"I'll be able to," Castle replied in the same tone he'd used before. He was pleased when his wife kissed him a little harder, aware that was her agreement. He responded to her eagerly for some time before she ended that kiss and moved to his ear, murmuring in it before he was breathing a little harder. "You're… you're too much," he said before she was stepping away from him as she spoke.

"Then I can't?" Beckett asked.

Clenching his teeth together hard for a moment, Castle told her, "I never said that, I just said you're too much." He was startled when she sat on his lap and he was racing to hold her saying, "You don't want to start?"

"Who needs to stand?" Beckett replied before he was suddenly kissing her as hard as he could. She took a moment to recover before she was responding, and they were soon dueling almost frantically with their tongues inside her mouth. Feeling the way her husband was running his hands over her back and grasping her ass she was moaning into his mouth, her pleasure rising which made her hurriedly push him away. "Let me go," she told him. She was disappointed and relieved when he was doing so, and she moved at his direction to sit next to where he was. Watching him standing she immediately reached out to him, touching his hips while he was running his fingers through her hair.

"Will you do this slowly?" Castle asked.

Smiling briefly, since she could hear her husband's uncertainty easily, Beckett asked, "Would you come if I didn't?" startled at how serious the expression on his face was when he nodded. Turning her attention to his erection, she bit her lower lip for a moment and leaned over, kissing at it lightly a few times. She was thrilled at his groan of pleasure but didn't think about it too much before she was carefully pulling it off of his stomach with her hand.

Stroking her hair while his wife was leaning down to gently press a kiss to the tip of him, Castle groaned again, unable to help himself since the pleasure was immediate. "Kate," he managed to say when she pressed a second, firm kiss before she slowly pulled away. "Goddess," he told her while she deliberately drew some of the fluid that had gathered there back with her.

"Not bad?" Beckett asked her husband in amusement while she used her finger to gather what had fallen on her chin.

"How could it be," Castle nearly growled to her, watching her slipping her finger into her mouth and drawing it back out. "Vixen," he told her hoarsely while he was helping her stand up. Before she could say anything, he was crushing his lips to hers before they were holding onto one another tightly. Curling his tongue around hers, he did that for a little before he was moving to caress her appendage with his own until they were slowly parting and he smiled before he said, "You're done?"

"What if I wanted to do more?" Beckett asked him with a slight smirk.

"You're not," Castle said, instantly aware of what she wanted. He kissed her before she could respond again and moved her to get her on the bed. Once she was laying down, he told her, "I told you I wanted my turn."

"Maybe you don't deserve it," Beckett teased him.

"Oh no, I do," Castle said firmly before he was kissing her. When he pulled away shortly after, he wasn't surprised when his wife was gasping in surprise and he told her, "We'll come before we can do anything."

"I was hoping to have your cock in me," Beckett told him, pleased when he shuddered heavily while she reached up to him. She gently ran her fingers through his hair and told him, "And soon," not surprised when he responded shortly after.

"It will be," Castle reassured her before he moved down to her chest. He began by brushing his lips around her shoulders, lightly flicking his tongue to her collarbone as he passed from left to right. Hearing her slight moan above him he felt his body throb in response once before he descended further. Reaching her breasts, he was lightly brushing his lips around her mounds until he was at her nipples.

Sliding her fingers through her husband's hair when he began suckling at her, Beckett was doing her best to hold onto her self-control though it was becoming harder to do. "Rick," she told him firmly. She was surprised when he was moving again, going down her stomach until he was between her legs she had long before parted for him. Since she was propped up on the pillows, she watched him kissing around her hips, the inside of her thighs and finally the mound above her cleft. She couldn't help moaning again in pleasure at the sensations, arching her back and twisting a little on the sheets while he was holding her legs over his shoulders.

Though he was doing his best not to do more than his wife had, Castle found it extremely tempting to plunge his tongue into her sex at the feel of her folds moist with her arousal. He wasn't sure how he was able to do it, but he managed to move away from her, and he got on top of her, kissing her hungrily and tasting himself slightly there before he moved away. "Love," he murmured against her lips.

"Please start love," Beckett responded, clutching his shoulders a little tightly.

"Help me," Castle said before he was lightly biting her shoulder when she was grasping his erection. "Careful," he warned her huskily. He wasn't surprised when she didn't respond, but instead helped him between her legs before he was able to slide inside of her. They hadn't discussed what they'd been planning on doing, so he took the initiative once he was sheathed fully inside her. Kissing her sensuously, he reached for her legs and raised the left to rest her ankle on his shoulder.

When her husband didn't move her right leg, merely held it, Beckett stopped the kiss and was about to ask him what he wanted when he began to thrust. While he was doing so slowly, she was arching her back again and calling his name before he was finally moving her leg. He held it out and she was beginning to move her hips, rocking them against her husband's and meeting his rhythm before they froze for a moment. "Rick you… this…" she tried to say though she found she was having a hard time because the intensity of her husband's length sliding through her was nearly too much.

"I know," Castle managed to say, though he had to force that out of his mouth. He was speeding up a little, not sure if he wanted to do that quickly before she was sliding her ankle off of his shoulder. He was distracted in catching it before it could fall to the bed and he told her, "Let me."

"Anything you want," Beckett breathed, startled for a moment that she'd been able to speak. "But… you could go a little faster."

"I was planning on it," Castle told her huskily, watching the way her body was moving in response to him. Holding her legs spread his gaze was drawn to where he was plunging in and out of her sex at that moment. He'd sped up, only doing that a few more times before slowing down.

"Rick… oh… I hope you're… Do you love… this?" Beckett tried to guess though it was difficult since she was a bit startled by the sensation of him slowing down.

"I do," Castle said. He had to regroup to say more as he'd sped up again, but finally he was able to tell her, "I want your pussy again love."

"If I can ride you," Beckett gasped, not surprised her husband was responding shortly after though she nearly didn't hear it with the pleasure rushing through her body.

"I'll make sure you do," Castle replied before he leaned down to her and kissed her deeply. After they were parting, he moved lower and then brushed his lips to her breasts again. He then moved to kiss at them though he only did that a few times before he moved up to her neck. Gently sucking at her skin, he sped up his thrusts before he was slowing down yet again. "You're driving me crazy love," he told her.

Smiling for a moment, Beckett was gently running her hands up and down his back, relishing in the feel of his muscles working as he sped up again. When he was angling his hips down on her she couldn't help crying out and telling him, "Don't… don't stop."

"Are you going to come?" Castle asked his wife, keeping himself from going any faster than he already was.

"Yes!" Beckett cried before he was taking her lips in a hungry kiss. She was responding to him eagerly before they were slipping into several more kisses until they were apart and panting heavily. "Please…" she begged him.

Thrusting harder once, Castle was able to return to the pace he'd had before and he told her, "Then come my love, you'll have to do the same for me."

"As long as I can have your cock!" Beckett cried out when her husband thrust as hard as he could once again.

"You're… you're promising me your pussy?" Castle asked her, gazing into her eyes raptly.

"Yes," Beckett moaned when he changed the angle of his hips. That was the last straw for her, and she was moving her legs, wrapping them around his waist before he could stop her. Her orgasm was rough, and she was thrusting her hips up and down against him as her ecstasy took over. "Rick!" she managed to say. She'd been intending to direct him to climax with her, but she was lucky when he did so as she called his name. Hearing hers on his lips, she was grasping onto her husband's back tightly and trying to withstand every wave of pleasure snaking through her body. She had no idea when she was coming down from her high, only aware that everything was still except for him.

Continuing to hold onto him, Beckett took in the sensation of his movements and his last thrust nearly pushed her on the bed. With him still against her she was quick to stroke his hair and back before she told him, "Maybe we need to wait a little." She wasn't surprised when he immediately groaned and she said, "Just a little," watching him raising his head from where he'd pressed it to her neck before he spoke.

"I'm going to have to leave it to you," Castle said seriously.

"I said a little," Beckett told him, running her fingers through his hair again. "Twice."

"Three times now," Castle said, smiling when she laughed before he was leaning down to her and kissing her. He lingered for some time, since she was responding to him fervently before he was slowly pulling away. "Are we in agreement?"

"I think we are," Beckett said before she was gasping in surprise when he flipped them around. She hurried to get on her knees while he was sitting up at the same time and she said, "Remember you said three times."

Wrapping his arms around her waist at the same time hers went about his neck, Castle rubbed her back and told her, "I love you, Kate. I'm going to worship you."

Smiling, Beckett brushed her lips to his and told him, "I love you too." She kissed him again, deeper that time before she was ending it shortly after she had started. Seeing the slight frustration on her husband's face, she was brushing her lips to his to mollify him before she told him, "I'm going to do the same."

Grasping her ass and squeezing it firmly, Castle felt a thrill go through him at her cry of pleasure and he asked, "Now?"

"Now," Beckett nodded, leaning into him so they could kiss again.

Castle responded and he and Beckett were clinging to one another tightly when she proceeded to move, their kisses becoming more and more passionate with their fervor in making love again.


"I'm surprised you two are up," Skye said, seeing the couple walking inside.

"We're not going to be alone for much longer," Beckett said in amusement, walking to the island where the investigator was peeling an apple.

"The others?" Castle asked, trying to grab a piece of apple that had been cut already. His wife slapped it away and he made a face at her before he was looking at the McDouglas women.

"They're walking around up there," Mary said first. "So they're getting ready."

"Should be here soon, if they can't smell those sausages then we're terrible cooks," Skye said before they were looking at the stairs when someone was responding to her from there.

"Hey, some of us aren't early risers like the four of you are," Darnley was saying as he descended the stairs with his husband.

"I think they got up before we did," Castle said, nodding to the McDouglases.

"We did, but it wasn't because we felt we had to," Mary said.

"And breakfast is ready," Skye said, having gone over to her wife and standing with her at the oven.

"Extremely ready," Mary said. When she saw the others looking at her in obvious confusion she told them, "I nearly over cooked them."

"Not even close," Skye said before she was calling a good morning to the Davises and Fosters who'd gone down the stairs while they were talking.

When they were gathered around the dining room table Mary said, "We're okay with today's plans?"

"What plans?" Castle asked after he'd set down his glass of orange juice.

"The ones the kids had," Brad commented. "I mean they are plans, aren't they?"

"They are, but it's almost hilarious they want to do the same thing we've done already," Skye couldn't help saying.

"I think they want to take a break," Rebecca said. "We have done a lot of traveling," looking across the table when the chef was responding to her.

"I was thinking the same thing," Lily said. "It's nice to rest."

"We are moving again though," Beckett pointed out.

"The kids won't mind that either," Nkosi said before they were laughing.

After they had eaten a little more, David got the others' attention and said, "What did you want to do before they got back?"

"Or would they make it back by the time we finish?" Mary asked though she was directing it towards her wife.

"He texted me," Skye said. "Dad," she corrected herself in a rush. "And he said they were starting to make breakfast."

Since the investigator had looked at her phone quickly before they'd begun to eat Castle said, "Are they staying over longer?"

"He did say the girls are begging him to stay until lunch," Skye admitted. "I was going to bring it up, but I wasn't sure how to broach the subject."

"Are our kids not enjoying it at their house?" Darnley asked.

"Oh no, they are, but I thought you would want to see the kids," Skye said.

"If they want to stay," Beckett began before the others could. "Then I don't know why they couldn't. I just hope the grandparents are okay with it."

"He said he talked to everyone else," Skye said with a nod. She then smiled and said, "He begged me a little to let them stay."

"I think we're in agreement," Brad said.

When the others were agreeing, Skye couldn't help laughing briefly before she turned her attention to her phone, texting her dad quickly. When he responded fast, she smiled and read to the others, aware they were waiting, "Kids are eager to stay but said they still want to swim and play in the new game room," looking at Darnley when he was beginning to respond.

"Of course they do," the carpenter said. "And I'm going to make a suggestion, that we do one of those while we're waiting for lunch."

"Game room," Castle and Brad said at the same time before the others were laughing.

"I was going to suggest it, our girls will be okay with us using that instead of the pool," Skye said.

"But?" Beckett asked her. When the investigator looked at her in surprise she smiled and said, "I had a feeling."

"I wanted to pop into the pool room and check on the soil of the plants," Skye said, "Just get an idea of when we'll have to water next."

"I think you mean Ivy and Iris," Mary told her.

After Skye had nodded, the others were laughing before they finished their meal and cleaned up, doing so together so they could head to the game room while the McDouglas women headed to the pool room on their own.

"Ten bucks they're going to make out," Darnley said.

"You mean póg," Castle replied, starting the pinball machine for his wife.

"Or that," Darnley agreed. "And how many of us did that last night?"

"I'm sure we all did," Mary commented while she and Skye were entering the room.

"We didn't póg if that's what you're thinking," the investigator said wryly to the carpenter.

"Just saying," Darnley answered before his husband was lightly pinching his shoulder. "Alright, alright. But we were doing that all night."

"We're all aware," Lily said wryly. "And are you checking on all of us or just Kate?"

"Oh no, all of us now," Darnley said, leaning over the pool table to take his shot. "There are a lot of kids that will be happy."

"Of course," Rebecca said.

"Don't blame Julia," Beckett said. "Blame the kids at school whose parents divorced."

"Of course we blame them," Nkosi said.

"Though we are lucky," David added. "Since most kids are grossed out by their parents showing any affection to each other."

"Don't worry, we're grateful," Castle said. When no one said anything to that he looked around and asked, "What did I say?"

"I think they're teasing you love," Beckett said, glancing at her husband quickly. She had to stop playing when she lost the last pinball and she told him, "Your turn."

"Actually," Castle said.

"Oh no, we're going after those clowns," Brad told his friend.

"You guys can work out your blood lust with those clowns," Lily said to her husband. "I'm going to do something a little less violent."

"I changed my mind," Brad said in a rush, watching her walking away from him.

"Did you change yours?" Beckett asked, still smiling after they'd laughed at the chief's tone of voice. Her husband had placed his hand on her back, and she watched him while he slid his hand around to hold her waist.

"I did, there's an air hockey table," Castle replied. "If you wouldn't mind joining me."

"Do it," Darnley called.

After she'd stopped laughing with the others Beckett told her friend, "Pay attention to your own husband." She wasn't surprised when he saluted her with a smile on his face and she turned to Castle saying, "After you."

Smiling, Castle took Beckett's hand, entwining their fingers on their way to the table before he kissed her briefly when they let each other go. Ignoring some of their friends' teasing, they began to play but talked with everyone else, discussing the days they had left in the city before they would move on to San Diego.