To Love and Love Some More in L.A. (Chapter 3)
Title: To Love and Love Some More in L.A.
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Castle/Beckett, Caskett
Disclaimer: I do not own Castle
Chapter 1 link: http://caskettastic.livejournal.com/1388.html
Chapter 2 link: http://caskettastic.livejournal.com/1698.html
Rick Castle was awoken from his sleep with a pair of lips on his, and wandering hands tugging his t-shirt off. He recognized those lips and hands, and when his own hands reached out to touch her, he recognized that body all too well.
He let her pull his t-shirt off and the next thing he knew, she had pushed him back down to the bed and was kissing down his neck, over his collar bone, his own hands were a little too explorative tonight. Her body was hot under his touch, and her skin felt heavenly against his.
A deep growl reverberated in his chest when her lips brushed over his pecks. He let his hand wander in her hair, her soft silky hair and the other stroke her back. The woman was merciless, her tongue, lips and hands worked in harmony to drive him crazy.
He pulled her back up to kiss her lips and she gave him as much as she took, tasting him and playing with him, even her lips were as good as a tease as her hands. Speaking of which, those naughty hands had reached down to find him, to stroke him over clothing, and his ever hardening member couldn't wait to be let out of the confines of his shorts.
Her lips disconnected from his, only to meet his ear. Her heavy breaths, warm and sweet against his skin, set his skin on fire. He wanted her bad. He wanted her now.
"How bad do you want me?"
"So bad…"
Her palm squeezed him and he moaned. He could feel her smile at his ear. She nuzzled her nose against his skin and breathed him in. his hands caressed her back and he placed soft kisses against the side of her face.
Her lips began to move again, down his neck, she took her time appreciating his neck, kissing his tough skin and sucking at his pulse point. His hands seemed to not get enough of her skin. Her lips wandered down his chest and over his abs until they reached just above the waistline of his boxer shorts.
And there she stopped. He felt her hand begin to stroke him again, he couldn't see much of her in the dark, but from what he could read of her body language, she was restless for him.
She finally pulled down his shorts and stroked him, skin to skin.
Castle closed his eyes, it was all too much, too overwhelming, and he was doing everything he could to not come undone by her hand.
"Oh… Fuck…Kate!" he exclaimed.
"Keep saying my name writer boy, I'll make this better for you…"
And in the next second, the same warm mouth that was previously devouring his mouth and upper body, was around him, taking him in, and sucking him off
Rick Castle had never known a woman with a more talented mouth than hers. And as the room filled with chants and moans of her name, in praise of her mouth's excellent skills, he knew exactly what she was trying to do. Jealous Kate was making it clear to him, that she was Kate Beckett. The Real Kate Beckett and he best remember it.
She pulled away in time, and straddled him, lining him up against her, and in a sweet slow motion, she took him in.
They're moans harmonized and she fell forward against him, holding her weight up by placing her palms on his chest. She moved, creating a perfect rhythm that synchronized so well with the beautiful sounds that left her lips,
"Kate… Kate…." He chanted, his hand on her hip, the other exploring her skin. She rode him like her life depended on it, working him up so well.
"Rick... put that lights on!" she spoke in that moment, and he reached out to the lamp beside his bed, and the beauty before his eyes when the dim light filled the room made his heart skip a beat, a few beats actually, considering the way his hear was erratically beating right now.
Kate slowed down her movements... making this last longer. But her gaze on him, those dark emerald eyes was hypnotizing, full of lust, and want and need, and she so badly wanted to come, he could see it.
"You're so beautiful Kate!"
His hand reached out and pulled her down, to kiss her, and she kissed him back, hard, fast and passionately, her hand playing in his hair, his hands moving down her back, guiding her hips and within seconds, they found themselves reaching that peak, the one they had both climbed together, she moaned his name out loud, letting the name beautifully leave her parted lips to fill the room and show those walls just how long she'd been waiting to feel this way with him.
He came apart in her, emptying his love into her and when she collapsed against him, he put her down beside him and kissed her senseless…
"I don't ever want this dream to get over"
"It won't" she said and kissed him back, they made love again, and again, until she drained him of his energy, just enough to put him to sleep. Even after that she found it hard to just leave him there. She watched him, and her fingers played in his hair, she touched his beautiful lips, the one that did wonders to her body, the same pair that was able to take her to another world, a world where nothing else mattered, it was just him, and her, and all they did was made love. A world of dreams.
It was 8 am in the morning, and Kate Beckett had never felt more alive in her life. She had her ears plugged and was dancing around the kitchen getting two mugs of coffee ready. Her body had not felt this sore… ever. It was a happy sore.
She saw his door opening and immediately put her guard up. She unplugged her ears, and tamed her face to look like a woman who'd not just had the best sex of her life. What she hadn't prepared herself for, was to confront a shirtless Richard Castle. No, she hadn't prepared herself for that.
And immediately, her eyes were glued to his chest, his hot, amazing, chest, she couldn't take her eyes off of it... Cause suddenly, all those amazing memories of last night filled her mind, and she was left feeling hot and bothered and all cause he walked out shirtless.
Luckily, he looked too sleepy to realize where her gaze was aimed at. So when he did sit himself down across from her and look her in the eye, she met his baby blues.
"Good morning Kate!" he said with a charming smile. His bed hair, gloriously sitting atop his head, she wanted to touch his hair, to pull him into her space and kiss him. What had she done to herself! She'd created a monster.
"Did you sleep well?" she asked him with a calm smile.
"I did, and guess what, I had one of those dreams again"
"You did? I'm sure Natalie Rhodes would be glad to hear that" she turned around to get something from the other side of the kitchen
"Oh no... It wasn't her this time so I called her and cancelled breakfast" he said
"You did? Oh. So it wasn't her in the first dream?"
"Nope." She could hear the smile in his voice, and she was happy she wasn't facing him right now, because her pride was written all over her face.
"Then who was it?"
"It was you Kate. You were in my dream last night and surely in the night before that too."
She turned now to face him, completely ready to tease him.
"Oh really? wow Castle, don't you just wish your dreams came true." she laughed at him and walked away with her mug of coffee, leaving him there to wish some genie would bring him a magic lamp to make his dreams come true.
She was gloating in her ability to tease him this way, to have her way with him and yet not fully admit her feelings for him. Not that she was afraid of ever telling him, but this was just fun. Playing around with Rick was fun.
She was walking away from the kitchen counter when an audio track playing from Rick's phone caught her attention. She stopped in her tracks.
The voice from his phone filled the room : "How bad do you want me?" "So bad…"
Kate's eye's widened.
It continued to play:
"Oh… Fuck…Kate!"
"Keep saying my name writer boy, I'll make this better for you…"
As their words and mostly moans and grunts from last night played from his phone, Kate found herself smiling in defeat. The man was too smart for her own good.
The player then went off and he said,
"I'm pretty sure my dream wasn't really a dream you know, but if you'd like to argue, I'm open to it."
She turned to look at him, and he had this charming, childlike smile on his face, he was gloating. She strode on over to him, to where he was seated on one of the stools, kept her coffee mug down, grabbed his phone and looked at it.
"You recorded us." She said more than asked.
He just nodded.
"You were having so much fun weren't you?" he asked her, teasingly.
She laughed now, kept his phone on the counter and stepped closer to him, between his legs.
"You have no idea" and then without warning, she cradled his face in her hands and brought her lips to his, softly, and passionately, they shared what felt like their first real kiss. He pulled her closer and kissed her beautifully, telling her just how much he had enjoyed being a part of her antics. Her hands roamed his warm skin, reveling in the way it felt so good against her hands. She placed her hand over his heart to feel how his heart beat quickened the longer they kissed, and it made her heart swell for him.
"You think you're so smart don't you?" he said between kisses.
"Shut up and kiss me Rick"
And he did.