"Grá, what are you doing?"
Pausing and turning to her wife, Skye said, "I thought you were going to change?"
"Don't change the subject," Mary said though she couldn't help smiling at her wife's expression. "Also don't look at me like that."
"Like what?" Skye asked in confusion.
"Like a deer caught in the headlights," Mary said firmly. "But seriously, what're you doing?"
"Just looking," Skye replied. "Don't tell me I can't do that."
"Not really," Mary said, going to her and taking the file in her hand. She saw it was the first plane crash of the three and said, "You should leave this at the station tomorrow."
"At-" Skye started to say in obvious annoyance.
"A police station Rose," Mary interrupted her.
Opening her mouth to speak again, Skye hesitated before she was sighing and said, "I won't look at them." Not surprised the look her wife gave her she told Mary, "I don't want them that far from me. But I promise once we're here I'll stop."
"Thank you, now put that away," Mary said.
"Are you going to be like this tonight?" Skye asked her wife though she was unable to help smiling at the way she'd ordered her.
"No," Mary replied. "I have something else in mind."
"Wait, what did you just do in the bathroom if you weren't changing," Skye said before she paused. "I didn't mean to make that sound sexual," she hurried to add.
"It wasn't," Mary said. "And I only brushed my teeth." While her wife was beginning to nod, she then said, "And thought."
"Well… that would happen," Skye said slowly, turning back to her work bag and zipping it closed. It was then she felt her wife running her hands over her back and she sighed saying, "Are you tired?"
"Oh no," Mary replied, wrapping her arms around her wife then. She kissed the back of her right shoulder and then said, "Though I guess I should ask if you are."
"Oh don't worry," Skye replied. "I'm not." She made her wife let her go so she could turn around and once they were facing each other she told her, "What would you like to do right this second?"
"Get your clothes off," Mary said. "And then head into the bath." She was surprised when her wife obviously hesitated and stated, "You don't want to."
"No," Skye replied. "It reminds me of once I came home after looking into the first case as much as I could."
"That's true," Mary said, since she'd drawn a bath for her wife to help her relax after the case since Skye hadn't been able to close it. "Then promise me tomorrow we'll at least take a shower together."
"Yes," Skye said simply. When her wife looked at her in slight surprise she said, "We were planning on swimming."
"You have your bathing… you went swimming at the hotel in D.C.," Mary started to say before she abruptly corrected herself. She couldn't keep herself from stepping up to her wife and she murmured, "I should have been with you."
Though she was momentarily startled at her wife's abrupt change in tone, Skye reached for Mary and said, "We couldn't fool about in the pool."
"No but I could have watched you," Mary replied easily.
"It's amazing you find my swim attire that arousing," Skye said before she was gasping for a moment at her wife's lips crushing against hers. It took a moment for her to be able to respond but once she was, she wrapped her arms tightly around Mary just as their tongues were meeting in her mouth. Rubbing at her wife's, she was lightly caressing her back until Mary was gently pulling away. "That much," she said.
"A lot more but I should get these clothes off so you could check," Mary told her with a smile. She pressed her forehead against her wife's and told her, "But that's up to you." Feeling her tensing in her hold she told her, "If you're using this for a distraction I don't mind."
"Really?" Skye said, pulling away enough to look at her.
"I just got an idea," Mary said, letting her go.
Startled at the abrupt way the doctor had done that, Skye automatically followed her wife to the doorway to the bathroom, seeing her looking through her makeup bag. "What… oh," she started to say just as her wife pulled out a familiar bottle of lotion before she was speaking to her with a smile.
"Do you mind?" Mary asked her.
"No," Skye replied. "Though I'll have to do the same to you," she added swiftly.
"We'll see," Mary said. When her wife was looking at her with her brow furrowed, she shook her head and told her, "I won't need it."
"We'll see about that," Skye said, partially echoing her wife before they were walking over to the bedroom. Watching Mary set down the bottle of lotion she said, "Now our clothes?"
"Yes," the doctor said, turning to her wife and reaching for her. Mary was pleased when Skye was holding her as soon as they were close enough to each other and lost herself in the numerous kisses they were sharing with one another. When they had finally stopped, she was panting and without saying a word she reached for Skye's blouse. As she began to unbutton it, she asked her wife, "You don't mind?"
"Oh no," the investigator replied. "Though I have to ask how are you not exhausted."
"It's almost six for me grá," Mary explained. She smiled at her wife's frown before she said, "I did sleep. But it's still early for me."
"Then I'll have to exhaust you," Skye replied, taking her wife's hands once her blouse was open. She kissed at her fingertips lightly before she told her, "And I get the feeling you'll try and do that for me first."
"I was planning on it," Mary said simply before they were leaning into each other and kissing sensuously. They lingered in that for some time before they slowly parted and said, "Don't help me," a little startled at the way her wife began to smirk while she was responding.
"I was aware I didn't need to already," Skye said while she was moving her hands for Mary. After her blouse was off, she watched her wife in slight surprise when she went straight to her trousers before those were coming off. "Can I ask you something?" she said.
"I guess," Mary replied a little distractedly while she was unhooking her bra in the front. Her wife didn't say anything, and she looked up at her asking, "What was your question?"
"You answered it already," Skye said simply. She smiled when Mary laughed briefly and she said, "I was going to ask what was next."
"Help me," Mary said jokingly while she was sliding her wife's panties off her hips. She had expected Skye to tease her about that, but when she didn't say anything she glanced up at her briefly before the investigator was speaking a little hoarsely.
"I thought you might go in a different order," Skye said.
"Not when I want these," Mary said, moving to cup her hands over her wife's breasts. She was dismayed when the investigator stopped her, though soon realized why when Skye was pulling up the bottom of her blouse. She raised her arms and moved only to assist her wife before she was naked as well and gently pushing her to the bed.
"You're very rude," Skye said in a mock irritated tone of voice.
"You knew I was going to do this already," Mary said, smiling for a moment before she was watching her wife laying on her stomach.
"I did, but I was wondering," Skye said. She looked over her shoulder with a smile after her wife had kissed the back of her shoulder and told her, "Thank you grá."
"I haven't started yet," Mary commented before she was gently pushing her wife's hair off her back. With Skye settled, she picked up the lotion and began to rub at her back before she paused.
"What's wrong?" Skye asked in slight concern, looking back at her.
"I should have gone with you," Mary said with a frown. "Your back is covered in knots."
"You just started," Skye said, frowning back. "How can you tell?"
"Don't move," Mary said as her reply. She smiled at her wife's frown before she was turning her head back the way it'd been. She started to massage her wife's back again and said, "I could have you know."
Sighing, though that quickly turned into a groan when her wife worked out one of the knots she'd mentioned, Skye told her, "You had things to do at home."
"We could have done this every night," Mary said swiftly.
"And I would have been exhausted," Skye replied, glancing back at her wife swiftly. "But it would have been nice."
"Do you think I should retire?" the women said at the same time after they'd been quiet for a little.
Stopping and watching her wife pushing herself up Mary said, "We've been thinking the same thing."
"Well?" Skye asked her.
"To be honest I'm not sure about you," Mary said.
"I wouldn't resent you for it," Skye said swiftly.
"No, you wouldn't but you'd hate stopping now when there's a lot you can still do," Mary replied.
"And you?" Skye asked, laying back down.
"Oh, I've thought of it," Mary said. "But I would have to take up a hobby."
"You have… ugh, you have…" Skye tried to say though she was having difficulties since she was reacting to the way her wife was rubbing at her back.
"I know," Mary replied. "Though would I be able to stick with it enough to be interested? I'd be alone sometimes."
"Mary…" Skye said. "Grá, imagine what we could do with all that time."
Not responding to that, Mary finished and got off the bed to clean her hands. When she walked back out into the bedroom, she saw the way her wife was laying on her back. "Stay like that," she said before she rushed over to her.
Looking at her wife, since she was propped up as well, Skye frowned and told her, "You know I wanted to do the same to you."
"Another time," Mary said, kissing her as hard as she could. She had settled easily in between her wife's legs and with them busy rubbing their tongues around each other she pressed her body down on hers.
Breaking off the kiss with a heavy moan, Skye told her, "You better make this worth my while, we decided on no bath," not surprised at her wife's response.
"You're lucky I know you're kidding," Mary said. When her wife exaggeratedly sighed, she leaned down a little further and gently brushed her lips over her breasts. Hearing Skye's moan of pleasure in response to her stimulations she soon moved to her nipples, sucking at her gently before she kissed at each one. Moving back a little she looked into her wife's eyes and asked her, "Together?"
"I don't care how, just as long as our come is all over our pussies," Skye said, watching Mary's hands clench into fists. "Too much?"
"Oh no, I don't mind," the doctor said seriously before she was leaning down to her wife's lips. Kissing one another, Mary was leading Skye until they needed to take more than a few brief seconds to breathe. Parting from her wife's lips she didn't move very far, murmuring to her in Japanese so their lips could brush against one another.
"Grá, Mary please," Skye moaned when her wife's hands were caressing her sides. "You… let me touch you," she then begged her hopefully. She was overjoyed when her wife was moving away from her and hurried to sit up, cupping her breasts.
"Hmm, I wasn't going to let you," Mary was just able to tell her wife, sighing shortly after she'd spoken in pleasure at Skye's caresses.
"And you think I'd allow you to do that?" the investigator asked.
"Not really, but I felt like I had to say it," Mary answered, not surprised when her wife gave her a look before she was lowering her head. Feeling her wife kissing, nuzzling and eventually sucking at her breasts she was soon twisting back and forth on the bed. "Wait, Skye that's enough," she told her.
"But-" the investigator started to say before she was laughing when Mary flipped her over onto her back. "You're so rough," she teased her.
"First I was rude and now I'm rough," the doctor said in obvious amusement before she was kissing her wife. When she pulled away, Mary said, "I'm just going to start."
"No you're not," Skye said quickly before her wife could move. "We're going to touch each other and then we'll start."
"I like how you're directing this when you're below me," Mary said.
"I can flip you around if you'd like," Skye teased her.
"Don't even," Mary said firmly before they were kissing again at her instigation. When they were eventually parting, she slid back slightly, looking in between her wife's legs and spotting easily how slick she was. "You're so beautiful," she told her.
"Let me see," Skye replied firmly. When her wife moved to straddle her waist, she gently pushed apart her thighs and saw how aroused Mary was. "I think we need to start," she told her.
"Yes," the doctor replied before she was moving back down. Once she was able to, she pressed her sex against Skye's before her wife was responding with a moan.
"Oh grá that feels so… so good," the investigator said, reaching for her wife to hold onto her. Skye couldn't help gasping when Mary rocked her hips once and she told her, "It's been too long."
"I know," Mary said simply, not wanting to waste more time with speaking. She then proceeded to move again but didn't stop, rubbing herself against her wife and feeling Skye responding. She was gasping at the sensations they were creating together, and she was pressing down a little harder. "Do you want me to stop grá?" she managed to ask her wife.
"No, don't stop… I want to come," Skye said before her wife was leaning down to her. They were kissing eagerly, and she was moving hurriedly to slip her tongue into Mary's mouth before the doctor was responding by caressing hers. They did that for a little longer before they had to break apart for air, and she held her wife tighter. "Mary…" she breathed before she was arching her back since she'd begun rubbing her clit. "Don't… stop," she forced herself to say.
"I won't," Mary said firmly though her voice was a little undulated. "Rub my clit Rose, please."
Reaching in between them, though it was a little hard to comply for very long, Skye was still able to feel how firm the nub was at the top of her wife's sex. Pushing it around she was pleased when her wife was bucking her hips a few times, stimulated even more since her movements were a little harder against her. "Mary…" she said.
Slowing down, the doctor took the chance to brush her lips against Skye's and then told her, "We haven't been together for a while."
"It still seems too fast," Skye replied.
"Oh… you're not the only one about to come," Mary said. She was startled when her wife suddenly pulled her down to her and said, "What do you want?"
"This," Skye replied running her hands up and down her wife's back slowly. She watched in pleasure when she was soon shuddering before Mary's eyes opened and she spoke a little shakily in her obvious pleasure.
"We don't have to stop," the doctor told her.
"You mean go to bed?" Skye asked her with a slight smile.
"Yes," Mary said, leaning down into her wife and kissing her again. She shifted and then continued when Skye was clutching at her back tightly. The investigator was soon moving with her, and they were losing their rhythm quickly since they were both trying to press harder against each other.
Breaking first, Skye was crying out her wife's name and clutching at her before she felt Mary moaning her name and they were sliding a little crazily against each other. She was a little unaware of how long it took for her to calm down, but once she was, she was bringing her wife against her body to feel her still moving against her. "There's no way we're stopping now," she said.
"Don't you have work tomorrow?" Mary asked with a smile, moving away from her wife carefully. She laughed briefly when Skye shrugged and she leaned down, kissing her deeply before her wife was flipping her onto her back.
"Now it's my turn," Skye told her wife, her voice becoming a little distorted in her arousal. When Mary pulled her down to her, she was moving immediately, kissing her passionately before she would begin exploring her body eagerly.
"Nothing," Castle said to his wife when he walked back into their bathroom. He wasn't surprised when she frowned at him and he explained, "I checked to see if Brad got in touch."
"I don't think he will," Beckett said after spitting out the toothpaste in her mouth. She hastily rinsed and told him, "Not unless he finds Kipling."
"You know, he was kind of a jerk," Castle said, leaning back against the vanity next to her.
"Is it because of his last name?" Beckett asked him. At his confused look she smiled and told him, "I can tell that bothers you."
"Well, he didn't choose his last name…" Castle said.
"Oh no," Beckett said. "Though I'm not that surprised," she told him when he looked at her with a frown, making her smile though she'd been attempting to be serious. "I've been waiting for a soap opera-esque theory with this one." She hung her hand towel and took her husband's hand telling him, "Go ahead."
"Just a thought, what if he isn't who he says he is?" Castle asked, following her lead into their bedroom.
"After this long?" Beckett said. "And you know how the Report checks backgrounds thoroughly." She saw his thoughtful expression and said, "There could be a connection, if there's a connection to the Report."
"Did we ever tell Brad about what happened?" Castle asked her after he got over his slight surprise at her guessing his second theory.
"David may have," Beckett said since the mayor and his wife had told them about the journalist from the paper back in the later nineties that had forged a story on illegal horse racing. "Though that was a weird thing to make up."
"They proved she was insane," Castle said. He hesitated and said, "Okay, you may have a point about them being extra careful, but I just wonder if they may have missed something. I mean, Kipling?"
"We'll tell Brad in the morning," Beckett said. "Leave him and Lily alone for tonight."
"You're that sure?" Castle asked. When she merely raised her eyebrow at him, he nodded once and said, "Good point."
Beckett smiled and then squeezed her husband's hand before she watched him closing the shades in the windows with his phone. Since they'd been working on the house over the summer, they'd decided to invest in new windows facing the beach which included digitally controlled shades. With the view gone she turned to her husband and asked, "Are we fucking here or the bed?"
Nearly dropping his phone as he was starting to put it in his pocket, Castle turned to her and said, "You want to?"
"Didn't you tell me you did?" Beckett reminded him pointedly.
"I wasn't sure if that was still the case," Castle was explaining.
"Oh, it is," Beckett said, stepping up to him. She took his phone and was about to walk around the bed to his nightstand when he was suddenly stopping her by grabbing her gently from behind. Feeling him pulling her back against his chest she breathed, "You do."
"How could I stop wanting you love?" Castle replied, nuzzling her ear gently through her hair. He kissed at it lightly and then murmured into it, "I want to request something," not surprised at her immediate response.
"I'm guessing you want me to strip?" Beckett asked.
"No," Castle said. He kissed her shoulder before he let her go and moving to stand in front of her told her, "I want to sit and watch you undress. You don't have to strip or dance or… anything else."
"Am I going to get the same?" Beckett asked him. She wasn't surprised when he nodded and she told him, "Then sit." She smiled when he was immediately doing so, and she reached for the bottom of her blouse before pulling it off. After she had tossed it aside, she wasn't surprised when her husband was immediately holding onto her sides, making her smile again at him. Cupping his face she said, "Are you going to keep stopping me?"
"I have to touch," Castle said firmly before he was sharing a brief kiss with her. When they were apart again, he said, "I won't that much."
"I don't believe you," Beckett told him, slipping her leggings off her hips. She took those off and was a little surprised to turn to her husband to find he was clutching at the edge of the bed. "Or not at all," she teased him.
"Do you need my help?" Castle couldn't stop himself from asking. He was a little startled when his wife stepped up to him and he was rushing to wrap his arms around her. Holding her by the small of her back he said, "It's funny?"
"You wanted to watch me," Beckett reminded him in amusement. She leaned down enough to kiss her husband before she stood up again and removed her bra, deliberately leaning into him and pressing her breasts into his face. When he was grabbing her and kissing a little wildly at her mounds, she didn't try to stop him before she was laughing as he grabbed her. Letting him take her onto the bed she told him, "I had a feeling you weren't going to last that long."
"Can you blame me?" Castle asked.
Since he was remaining motionless above her, Beckett smirked at him before she turned her attention to remove the lilac colored panties on her. She let him take them from her ankles before she sat back up and said while he turned to her, "You promised me."
"But where am I doing this?" Castle asked, reaching for his plaid shirt.
"Here is good," Beckett said reaching out to touch his arms once the shirt was tossed aside. "Am I going to be told to stop?" she asked him with a smile.
"Oh no," Castle said firmly though he was soon pulling off his t-shirt. He wasn't surprised when his wife's hands were immediately on his chest, and he let her caress at him for a little before he was stopping her.
Watching her husband getting off the bed for a moment, Beckett then hurried to the side so she could sit on her knees to watch him. Biting her lower lip at him opening his jeans, she wasn't surprised when he needed to work around his erection, and she was holding the sheet under her to keep from helping him. She wasn't surprised when he moved to get back on the mattress with her and she asked, "I'm still watching?"
"It's only fair," Castle replied before he was laying back. Reaching for his boxers he removed them quickly and let her take over before she was turning to him. Since he'd sat up as she had done, he was able to grab her when she was close enough and he pulled her onto his lap. Hearing her gasp he said, "Too much?" though he was a little confused if that was the case.
"No, you're… weeping like crazy," Beckett said pulling back slightly so she could look in between them. She heard him beginning to speak but reaching down she didn't make out what he was saying. Gathering the fluids on her fingertips she was bringing them up to her mouth, sucking them off before she looked into her husband's eyes. Seeing they were more black than blue; she couldn't stop herself and forced Castle to lay down. A thrill shot through her at the pleasure in her husband's eyes at her actions and she moved quickly to straddle him before she said, "Any objections?"
"No, just a request," Castle said, running his hands up and down her sides.
"That we share," Beckett stated before he could continue. When he nodded eagerly, she laughed briefly before she told him, "I was going to insist you reciprocate."
Moving his hands up to her breasts, Castle cupped the sides of them carefully and said, "You won't hear any argument from me."
"Pervert," Beckett said in amusement though her voice was a little shaky since he'd begun fondling her gently. When he nodded, she was soon getting his hands off her so she could lean down and kiss him. He was shortly after wrapping his arms around her and she couldn't help smiling at him before she ended the kiss. Before he could speak, she was leaning down to him again, kissing around his chest. She didn't take long to reach his erection, relieved since his constant grunts in reaction to the touch of her lips were arousing her. Gently taking his length in her hand she held it up so she could place a kiss to the tip of his erection.
"Fuck… goddess," Castle hissed in reaction. He reached down to her and was gently stroking at her hair before her mouth was lowering around him. Groaning while she was doing that slowly, he tangled his fingers through her tresses before she was bobbing her head, groaning in his delight. When she suddenly pulled away, he was saying her name in complete shock before she kissed him again.
"Don't say anything," Beckett replied. She smiled when he gave her a look immediately and she said, "You already know not to stop me."
"I do, but why did you stop?" Castle asked. He was startled when she didn't answer, and instead bowed her head again. When he felt where she was beginning to kiss, he was hissing again though he couldn't say anything. As she was kissing around underneath him, he tried to warn her he wouldn't be able to last but found he still couldn't speak. When she finally moved up him again he told her, startled when she slid up his body and began murmuring against his lips.
"I don't care," Beckett told him.
"You…" Castle started to say, startled by her tone of voice. Trailing off, he was responding to her swiftly when she began kissing him. Holding onto her as tightly as he could he grunted when she was gently sliding her hand up and down on him. He had to pull away from her and told her, "Don't torture me."
Beckett's response was to brush her lips against the corner of his mouth before she was going back down his body. Taking him back into her mouth, she began bobbing her head on him immediately and could tell by the way he cupped the back of her head with one hand that he was close. It took little time for her to push him over the edge and she was filled with a deep sense of satisfaction at his call of her name. Finishing by slowly pulling back on him, she couldn't help fondling the tip of him with her tongue a little before he pulled her off him.
"You're going to make me come again," Castle breathed out to her.
Smirking Beckett said, "So what if you did?"
Nearly gulping in his arousal at her seductive tone, Castle managed to control himself enough to say, "And what if I couldn't fuck you?"
"Oh, you will," Beckett said, feeling a thrill of pleasure going through her when he flipped her onto her back. "Good," she murmured before he was crushing his lips to hers. She was responding to him eagerly, their tongues meeting in her mouth and tangling around one another until they had to breathe. At that point she caressed his back before he was leaning into her, brushing his lips to hers and speaking against them a little huskily.
"You planned that," Castle said, withdrawing enough to look into her eyes.
"Hmm, I did," Beckett told him, gently running her fingers through his hair before she trailed them down to his face to cup his cheek.
"Vixen," Castle said before he turned his head to kiss her palm. When she let him go, he moved to kiss her on the lips again, doing so sensuously. He lingered for as long as he could before he carefully pulled away from her and went to her neck, kissing down it until he was at her collarbone.
Since she could, Beckett was holding onto her husband tightly in reaction to his nips and kisses before he reached her breasts. Moaning in pleasure at his lips lightly brushing to each mound, her fingers slid through his hair again and he was breathing roughly against her skin. Looking down at him, she saw the expression on his face before she moved her hands off him and placed them on either side of her head. "Hurry love, I'm not going to last," she informed him.
"Then we're sharing everything?" Castle asked, his eyes drawn to her breasts while they moved with her slightly faster breathing.
"I think so," Beckett replied before she looked on while he bowed his head to her chest. As he began suckling at her she was sighing and moaning, holding onto him again while she was trying to take what he was doing to her before she ended up climaxing. She was relieved when he eventually pulled away and moved down her body until he was at her mound.
His wife's legs already spread for him, Castle moved easily to where he needed to lay, eagerly putting her legs over his shoulders until he lowered his face to her sex. She was slick with her arousal, and he tried to ignore the way his member was throbbing while he was gently kissing her clit. Feeling how swollen it was caused him to pause for a moment before he was moving lower. At her cry of pleasure in response to his flicking his tongue to taste her, he couldn't stop himself and plunged his tongue as far as he could within her. Feeling her writhing he was holding onto her legs tighter, enjoying her movements against him when he was bringing his fingers into play. Rubbing her clit he wasn't surprised when it took little time for her to break, taking great delight in her cries of his name before she could only moan. He stayed a little longer when she had calmed down, moving to kiss her clit before he was laying down next to her. Holding her close to him he told her, "Are we still sharing?"
"We will, just give me a minute," Beckett replied, her husband laying his hand on her stomach. When she felt a little a little stronger, she told him, "How are we doing this tonight?"
"I mentioned I didn't care what you wanted to do," Castle replied, not surprised when she was responding to that swiftly.
"But we're sharing," Beckett said before she was smiling. She laughed when her husband tickled her side and grabbed his hand to stop him. "Why don't we wait a little before we decide?" she asked him, wondering what his reaction would be. When he moved onto his side to face her, she was smiling widely since she was aware of what that meant as an answer. They were kissing gently at first and briefly, pulling away from one another slightly before they were meeting again. That time when they kissed, she was slipping her tongue into her husband's mouth and felt his grip on her hip tighten a little before he was ending the kiss.
Laying his wife on her back carefully, Castle gazed at her body for a while before he was leaning down and kissing her. He didn't let that kiss last for very long before he was moving away again and was about to take her right nipple with his lips before she was suddenly pushing him onto his back. "Wow, extremely discourteous love," he told her while he kept her from moving.
"Why so verbose?" Beckett teased him.
"Because you're a sophisticated, stunning woman," Castle answered seriously.
"You know you don't need to kiss my ass," Beckett replied. "You have me in your bed." When he frowned at her immediately, she smiled and said, "Fine, our bed," expecting him to respond to that before he was moving to whisper in her ear. Biting her lower lip once he pulled away from her and studied her, she took a moment before she told him, "Sharing?"
"Sharing," Castle said, having to pause for a second since he had been shuddering in pleasure at the simple question. He then focused his attention on his wife, watching her turning over onto her stomach. As soon as she had stopped, he was literally launching himself to her, just managing to stop himself from going crazy before he began kissing her back, startled into stopping when she laughed and then spoke in obvious amusement.
"You don't have to be gentle the entire time," Beckett told him. "I did ask you to fuck me remember?"
"You didn't," Castle said. At his wife's perplexed expression he told her, "You just asked if I would by the windows."
Rolling her eyes, Beckett said, "It's the same thing."
"Okay, I would brace yourself," Castle said firmly. When she glanced at him he told her, "You just gave me permission."
"Yes I did," Beckett said, facing forward again. When her husband was gently kissing her, she couldn't help laughing before he lightly slapped her ass. Gasping she looked back at him again and closed her eyes feeling him kissing his way down. Trembling when he was tonguing gently at the small of her back, she waited eagerly for him to reach her ass.
Kissing her firmly there, Castle raised himself a little and gently cupped her before he was making her roll over. He was intending to kiss her lips, but she was making him move and lay on his stomach. "You-" he began to say before he was interrupted by her kissing him firmly over his back. He couldn't help grunting eventually before he felt her placing a few kisses to his ass. Jumping when she slapped at him a little harder than he had, he said as he looked over his shoulder, "You're ready?"
"You couldn't tell?" Beckett said with a smile. She realized he was staying in the same position and told him, "You won't come if you move."
"Are you sure?" Castle asked.
"And you won't rubbing into the bed?" Beckett asked him pointedly. She did her best not to smile again since her husband was groaning and sighing while he flipped around onto his back. As soon as he was facing her, she was about to force him out of the way so she could lay down when he was grabbing her.
Hearing his wife's gasp of surprise at him setting her on her back, Castle took a moment before he was kissing her as hard as he could. He didn't let that last for very long before he was slowly breaking it off and he breathed to her, "Help me love."
Nodding, Beckett reached for his erection and gently curled her hand around it before he was moving. She helped him in slipping into her before she let him go and began spreading her legs, expecting him to finish entering her. When he didn't, she asked, "What-"
"Like that?" Castle asked her, finding himself breathing a little hard while she was placing her feet flat on the mattress.
"You don't want me to?" Beckett replied. When he shook his head, she was about to smirk at him when he was moving again, and she was gasping in her pleasure. Moaning while she felt him pressing his hips against her, she couldn't help flexing the muscles of her sex around him.
Cursing immediately in response, Castle said, "I'll fuck you love, don't worry."
"I wanted to feel your cock," Beckett explained. She wasn't surprised when her husband was kissing her, and she hurried to respond before she was ending the kiss when he began to thrust. Crying out in joy at the friction that movement caused, she was holding onto him by throwing her arms around his neck. But she couldn't be distracted from the pleasure he was causing, going faster with each sinking motion into her body. She then began trying to match his pace, but it became more and more difficult to do so since her husband was still speeding up. But as soon as he was steadier, she was using her feet on the bed. He was getting deep, and she was instinctively trying to clutch at him with her thighs and knees.
Becoming lost in their furious pace and each other while they kissed as much as they could, Castle and Beckett drove each other to their nearly mutual orgasms. They were calling to the other, Beckett holding onto Castle tightly until they were both still, taking some time to recover.
When he felt he could speak again, Castle raised his head and told his wife, "As good as that is…"
"It's supposed to be that fast," Beckett said with a smile. She sighed in slight frustration when he withdrew from her and once he was laying next to her she pressed against his side. "You didn't want to give me what I wanted?" she teased him.
"Don't start," Castle said jokingly before she was kissing him. He responded immediately and they were gently rubbing their tongues together. When they'd parted and were relaxed again, he was about to ask her if she wanted to sleep when she was speaking while she was gently caressing at his chest.
"Are you finished for the night?" Beckett asked. She was momentarily startled when her husband was grabbing her hand and placing it on his length. She gently caressed at it before she slid her index finger from underneath him up to the tip.
Shuddering heavily in pleasure at his wife's touch, Castle was breathing a little harder while he watched her bring her finger up to her lips. He looked on as she sucked at it lightly and told her, "I'll do whatever you want." When she turned to him with a smile he shuddered yet again and said, "I just want to worship you."
"You will," Beckett said, moving to lay on her back and purposely taking her husband with her. Once she was settled, she drew Castle down to her and murmured in his ear before he was nodding.
"That I can do," Castle was telling her. "The other… that might end up with us going crazy."
"Crazy?" Beckett asked in amusement. "Not outright fucking?" she continued. She smiled when he hesitated and she told him, "I don't care what happens, I just want you again."
"So do I," Castle said huskily before he was closing the gap between them and kissing her. While they were involved in that he rolled to his side, taking her with him before he began to caress her at the same time. After they'd been kissing for a while, they parted and he moved to lay her on her back again. With her set he half expected her to question why he'd done that, but she didn't speak so he was quick to move down to her and kiss at her neck before he moved to her breasts. Kissing over the mounds reverently, he soon moved to where he could take her left nipple. Suckling at her he could feel her holding onto him with her arms, moaning in obvious pleasure before he moved to do the same to her right.
"Rick-" Beckett started to say before her husband was kissing her. Though she was pleased he was doing so, she was slightly frustrated before he was pulling away. She was surprised when he staying above her, reaching down and rubbing gently at her clit and making her arch her back and move her hips in time with his strokes. She had asked him to arouse her, but soon realized it was going to be too much before he was going a little slower and speaking to her roughly in his own apparent rising desire.
"I can't stop myself," Castle told her. He was suddenly breathing out hard finding himself on his back and he couldn't help saying, "Should we just wrestle?"
"I think we know how that would end up," Beckett said before she paused.
Castle felt as if he'd stopped breathing for a moment, seeing the sudden hungry gleam in his wife's eyes. "Kate?" he asked, unable to tell what exactly she'd thought of.
"Maybe we should," Beckett told him.
Breathing out hard, once, Castle shook his head and said, "I'm going to explode…" slowing down at the end. "All over you," he said. When his wife smiled at him again, he then said to her, "You're sure I still can't call you pervert?"
"I'm sure," Beckett replied before she leaned into him since he'd sat up by then. With her husband holding firmly to her, she did the same to him and they were soon dueling a little frantically inside her mouth before they were slowly pulling apart at the same time. Gazing into his eyes for a moment, she pushed herself up while her husband was taking hold of his erection before she lowered herself down on him. Gasping since she did her best to go as slowly as she could, she was soon pressing her hips to his and she held to him firmly before she began to slowly rock against him.
Feeling how tight his wife was around him, Castle was holding tightly to the small of her back. He did his best to thrust up into her but had a little difficulty since his legs were stretched out in front of him. He allowed her to do that for a little longer before he stopped her and said, "I'm allowed to choose," not surprised she was quick to answer him.
"I said already, I want you to," Beckett replied before she was getting off him at his direction. She wasn't surprised when his response to that was to make her turn around and she told him, "Still slowly?"
"The best I can," Castle promised her before he had her press against the headboard of their bed. On his knees behind her, he reached in between her legs and was gently rubbing at her clit before he was using the same hand to hold himself. When he began sliding inside of her sex, he was squeezing his hand on her hip since he could feel her holding herself open for him. Once he was fully within her he wrapped his arms around her and kissed at the back of her shoulder a few times before he began to thrust.
Breathing out a moan, Beckett allowed him to move on his own until she felt she could follow him. Once she did, they were both groaning in pleasure at the sensation, and she held onto the top of the table behind their bed before he was stopping.
Smiling at her groan, though he was aching to continue inside her, Castle said, "This is what you wanted."
"Maybe I wanted you to change it," Beckett told him. She laughed when he was embracing her suddenly and told him, "Don't, we're going to come like this."
Withdrawing from her, though he didn't want to, Castle watched her turning around and said, "Unless you didn't think of a position, we could change it."
Beckett was about to answer immediately, but hesitated before she said, "You have something in mind."
"I do, you might not like it though," Castle said.
"When do I not?' Beckett pointed out.
"True," Castle said, his lips pursed for a moment. He wasn't surprised when his wife was brushing her lips to his before she laid down and he said, "You have that right."
"Where are my legs?" Beckett asked.
"Not your legs, ankles," Castle said.
Biting at her lower lip for a moment, Beckett warned him saying, "You might not be able to go slowly." She wasn't surprised when he opened his mouth to respond before she was speaking quicky telling him, "I don't want you to," watching him thinking that over before he spoke.
"Then we're in agreement," Castle said, leaning down to her and kissing her hungrily. He was so involved with that his wife had to gently squeeze his arm before he pulled back. "What?" he asked with a slight frown.
"Start," Beckett said, trying not to let her frustration seep into her tone. She was relieved when he nodded before he was entering her slowly with her help again. Once his hips were pressed against hers, she raised her legs.
"Do you need help?" Castle asked, grunting as he spoke since she was squeezing around him with her movements.
"No," Beckett said, holding onto her ankles.
"Thank you so much," Castle breathed to her. With her still he began to thrust, doing so firmly inside her before he realized he was going quickly already.
"Don't stop!" Beckett gasped when she felt him beginning to slow down.
"I'm not but…" Castle started to say before she was letting go of herself and setting her feet down on the bed again. "We're going to come fast," he warned her.
"I don't care," Beckett said firmly, not surprised when he was responding hurriedly.
Studying her, Castle eventually nodded before he began thrusting again and shortly after feeling his wife moving in time with him. With them thrusting together, they were climaxing simultaneously yet again until they were still on the bed, and he was breathing heavily into her neck while she was gently caressing his hair. As soon as he felt he could, he raised his head and looking down at his wife said, "We have to stop."
"Unfortunately," Beckett replied, smiling at him before she waited for him to lay down once she was out of his way. "But Tahiti is coming up."
"I don't know if I want to think of that now," Castle said jokingly, wrapping his arms around her once she was settled against his side.
"Oh I'm surprised, I thought you'd want to plan everything," Beckett teased him, looking up at him.
"How much planning, oh, you're talking about the other days," Castle said. He smiled when she laughed briefly before he asked, "What about Mill Valley?"
"I don't think so," Beckett said.
"But you do want to go out into the city, right?" Castle asked her.
"I do, but…" Beckett started to say before she trailed off and hesitated. "Not plan but just say what we'd like to see."
"The usual?" Castle asked.
"Maybe just Fisherman's Wharf and Chinatown," Beckett said, letting him go when he suddenly groaned in obvious frustration.
"I forgot the covers," Castle said in annoyance, sitting up. "Should I take off my glasses?"
"You're going to have to," Beckett said with a smile. "Though believe me I don't want to stop either." She was sitting up as well and watching him moving to the nightstand, sliding across the mattress to him before she wrapped her arms around him. "Thank you for tonight," she told him. "I really wasn't thinking we'd make love the second time."
"We did," Castle said, turning to her though he hadn't taken off his glasses yet. He embraced her before his lips descended on hers and they were kissing slowly at first before they became more and more passionate. When they stopped to breathe normally, he nuzzled his lips to hers and told her, "You're intoxicating love."
Smiling in response, Beckett kissed him but swiftly so she could tell him, "I can easily say the same about you."
"I wish we were in Tahiti right now," Castle said with a groan.
"We have the weekend," Beckett said, brushing her lips to his.
"Too long," Castle said before they were kissing again. That time they lingered, doing so sensuously before they stopped at the same time and pressed their foreheads against each other. "I love you Kate," he told her seriously.
"I love you too," Beckett said. "Promise me something Rick?" she asked him.
"Anything," Castle said.
"We'll spend a day at home in Mill Valley," Beckett told him firmly.
"Shouldn't that be my line?" Castle asked her. He smiled when she was laughing slightly as she pinched his arm before they were kissing. After she moved away from him, he took off his glasses and told her, "I promise," speaking as firmly as she had.
Smiling at him, Beckett wrapped her arms around him, and they kissed deeply though they were brief. "Now we have that set, come here," Beckett told him and she looked on while he was setting down his glasses before he turned to her. "Lay down love," she told him firmly. Once he had done so she was moving to lay at his side again, pressing her cheek to his shoulder. "Goodnight Rick," she said since he was rubbing her arm and shoulder.
"I was hoping," Castle said jokingly before he was kissing her gently. "Night love," he told her once they'd parted. He wasn't surprised when she brushed her lips to his before she laid back down and cuddled against him once more. He continued to rub her arm, but that time caressed her before he felt her relaxing against him. Though he knew it was a risk, he was kissing at the top of her head gently and settled down himself. Holding her tightly to him he couldn't help hoping his dreams would be of her and their intimacy as he was falling asleep shortly after.