22. Meant To Be Near Me(2)

"Don't take that back," Beckett said with a sigh as she reached up to his head and caressed the back of it. "I don't know if I could do that again."

Castle laughed breathily and said, "I won't but… that was amazing. Feel free to do that again."

"You usually cave in," Beckett told him teasingly.

"It's hard to resist you," Castle told his wife as he pulled away to look at her.

"Did you mean it though?" Beckett asked as she cupped his face in her hands.

"I did… but I'm not going to do that again," Castle answered honestly.

"That would be nice," Beckett said, smiling at him before they were kissing again. That time they were very slow and sensuous, running their hands over one another until she stopped them by moving back very slowly. Pressing her forehead against his she murmured, "I hate to say this, but I need to take a bath," as she could feel her body was slick with sweat.

"Me too," Castle replied. "I'll join you." When she smiled and then kissed him he waited for her to get off him; both of them groaning in response; before he nearly scrambled to follow her off the bed and to the bathroom. He drew the water in the tub and got in first at her insistence before he pulled her after him and they sat there for some time, quiet as they took the chance to relax.

"Rick?" Beckett eventually asked.

"Yeah?" Castle asked, feeling her shifting slightly in front of him.

"Are we finished for the night?" Beckett asked.

"Do we need to be?" Castle asked her.

"I'm fine," Beckett said quickly, knowing what he was asking. "No, I'm wondering if you've had enough."

"Not at all," Castle said firmly.

"Oh good, neither have I," Beckett breathed out. She smiled when her husband laughed softly behind her and she told him, "You have to do something for me."

"Anything," Castle replied.

With a slight smile on her face Beckett said, "Good because you need to fuck me."

"Oh really?" Castle asked easily though he felt a swift spark of pleasure at the idea. He watched her nod her head and asked, "What about dessert?"Smiling again Beckett turned her head enough so she could look at her husband as she said, "I was wondering if you'd have anything. Like a small cake for the beach."

Laughing, as he couldn't help it, Castle said, "With a small candle and a tiny message 'congratulations on getting back to screwing each other.'"

"Nice," Beckett said wryly though she was laughing as well. "Though essentially appropriate. What do you have?"

"Not a cake, but you'll see right now," Castle told her. And with that he and Beckett got up to get out of the tub, drying one another off though he was as careful to not arouse her as she was with him. When they'd finished and were dressed in pajamas he led her out to the main room of their suite where he grabbed a small basket next to the brewer that was by the door.

"S'mores?" Beckett asked as he'd made her stop at the fireplace before going over to the door.

"Want one?" Castle replied. When she nodded he turned on the fire, keeping it low before he sat with her and they began to roast their marshmallows.

Once they were eating Beckett said, "What about tomorrow?"

"I told you," Castle replied, licking some chocolate off his thumb. "It's all up to you."

"These two days aren't just for me," Beckett told him. "You have some say too."

"I don't think you want to hear what I have to say," Castle replied.

"Pervert," Beckett said in amusement. "And I would like to do that too, but I would also like to go out on the grounds at least."

"Good idea," Castle replied with a nod. He watched her finish off her s'more before he said, "What do you think about now?"

"Now," Beckett began as she reached up to brush some graham cracker crumbs off his lower lip. "You're fucking me."

"Yes," Castle said hurriedly before he reached for his wife and picked her up, carrying her to the bed again.

Beckett helped her husband in getting them both undressed before she laid back and reached for him, pulling him to her so they could couple again. They were rough to her absolute gratification and everything was pleasurable as they did what they could to push each other to the edge. When everything finally stopped, she held her husband close to her saying, "Ná fág mé go fóill," telling him not to leave her yet.

"Níl mé ag iarraidh a," Castle replied which meant he didn't want to. He smiled at her and said, "I missed that."

"So did I but we did that already," Beckett said.

"You wanted me on top," Castle told her teasingly.

Beckett's reply was to allow him to get off her and she settled against his side before he was kissing her deeply. But it was a sensuous one and she became a little concerned he was going to intend that as a beginning to end their night when he slowly pulled away from her. "Is that it?" she asked him.

"It doesn't need to be," Castle said slowly.

"Perfect, I want you so much more," Beckett said, brushing her lips to his as she got on top of him.

"Me too," Castle said huskily before he raised his head and took her lips again.

As they were kissing a little hungrily Beckett could tell by his touch that his arousal was rising, and she was immensely pleased as her own was already raging. With him moving her around onto her back she took him with her arms and legs until they were joined together, and they were making love frantically and joyously yet again while their night continued.

"Kate?" Castle called as soon as the door was locked behind him the next morning. "Breakfast…" he started to say before he trailed off. "Well, brunch, is here." When he got no response to that he glanced up over towards the bed saying, "K…"

"Good morning," Beckett said with a smile as his mouth literally dropped open. "I hope you don't mind my borrowing this."

"Not at all," Castle nearly wheezed as she was wearing his blue dress shirt from the night before and nothing else he could tell.

"You know it's funny, after all these years-" Beckett started to say.

"Ní ábhar é, tá tú bandia," Castle said huskily while she walked up to him, telling her it didn't matter and that she was a goddess. "Mo bandia," he added, saying she was his goddess.

"Agus ba mhaith liom tú, ní bhia," Beckett said with a slight smile as she told him she wanted him not food, starting with the word and at the compliments. "Mo dhia," she whispered as she grabbed the lapels of his plaid shirt, calling him her god.

"Thank you," Castle said with a smile before he was wrapping his arms around her tightly. They kissed deeply and while they were doing that he felt her deftly untucking his black shirt from his jeans before he had to stop. "I have oatmeal," he said, cringing as that sounded a little lame to his ears.

"Under a cloche and we have a microwave," Beckett told him before she looked up at him, biting her lower lip. "I told you I'm hungry for something else."

"I am too," Castle said easily. He carried her to the bed yet again and said, "What do you want to do?"

"I want my chance to play," Beckett told him as she reached for his jeans to open them.

"Sure," Castle said, knowing he should be embarrassed at his voice being distorted. He helped her with his clothes and then lay back on the bed, watching his wife come over to him. "Here," he said, reaching for his shirt on her and unbuttoning the one she'd used to close it. Once it was open he reached for her side and gently squeezed it before he laid back again to allow her access to him as she went to his groin.

Beckett pleasured her husband eagerly, loving the way he groaned in reaction to her until he was climaxing with a slight shout, making her shudder momentarily while she was busy still working on him. She moved to lay next to him and cupped his cheek with her hand before telling him, "I don't want to go out."

"Neither do I," Castle replied, opening his eyes as he felt recovered by then. He smiled and said, "I missed you doing that."

"I did too," Beckett replied before they were kissing deeply. After they'd slowly parted she said, "Should we eat?"

"In a second," Castle replied. And with that he carefully flipped his wife onto her back before he helped her getting his shirt off her. With her bare he kissed around her neck and shoulders before taking her lips again. When he'd moved away from her he said, "I love you Kate."

"I love you too Rick," Beckett said with a smile. "Pléisiúr dom," she whispered, telling him to pleasure her.

"I gcónaí," Castle was saying the word always to her seriously.

"I gcónaí leannán," Beckett breathed out, telling him the word always and lover as she cupped his cheek with her hand.

After they had kissed for some time Castle and Beckett began to pleasure one another, completely eager to do so as they had the chance. They would spend as much time as possible giving each other all they could, not wanting to lose a moment to explore their return to their lovemaking as their day alone continued unnoticed by them both