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Chapter 19

Discovered this on my hard drive. Forgot we wrote it. She did the smut stuff.

Warning: This chapter is rated 'M'. It probably won't keep the Twilighters from OD'ing on fluffy smuttiness and getting their keyboards all nasty but what the hell.

Acknowledgement: Mrs. July, a curvaceous Canuck with an absolutely filthy mind is wintering down here on the Gulf Coast and will (God help me) assist in this. I don't write 'M' as a rule.

You have been warned.

Last time: "Rick, come back inside with me. We need to clear the air about some things. Please?"

"If we're – if we're going to do this, Beckett, I need to learn how to say 'No' to you and mean it. Fine. But tomorrow, it's back to the city. This fresh air is killing me."

She led him back into the small house by the hand and chattered the entire way while her mind was going a mile a minute plotting and scheming.

"Rick, I feel grungy after all that. I'm going to take a nice bath. Join me?"

She almost laughed at the look on his face and the rapidly purpling complexion. His reply was a strangled "Uh, well, if you really want me to…"

"Yes, Castle, I really want you to share my bath. I'll wash your back and you can wash mine and it'll help me relax, okay?"

Again, the strangled reply of "um, sure, Kate, if you're sure, I mean…"

This time she did laugh and dragged him after her by the hand into the bedroom (soon it will be our bedroom) and kicked off her expensive shoes and slipped out of her clothes until she was wearing just a bra and panties.

She walked into the bathroom, started filling the marble garden tub and fiddled with some candles. Rick saw how her hand trembled when lighting the candles and felt a bit more relaxed.

"Uh, Rick, bath? Y'know, sweetie, it works a lot better if you're undressed. I've seen most of you, Rick Castle, and you have nothing to be ashamed of."

He kept his boxers on and Kate carefully hung up his suit pants, shirt and coat and laid the rest of his clothes carefully aside and then asked him to 'undo my bra, Rick'. She felt the tremors in his large hands as he unhooked her bra and she turned around, holding the bra against her breasts and looked up at him with a small smile.

"Look, I'm the one who should be shaking in my drawers, Richard Castle. You promised me we'd go slow but I didn't mean at a snail's pace." She dropped the bra and took his hands in hers and put them on her breasts.

"I won't break, Rick. Just go slowly and let me set the pace. Now, lose the shorts and let's get in the tub."

"Are you always this – domineering? Is there something about you I don't know about? Like, do you have whips and chains and all sorts of devices just waiting for some unsuspecting mmph – "

The kiss was anything but subtle and certainly, if she were going to go at things 'slowly', she was starting off at a brisk pace. She nipped at his lower lip and then sucked it between her own and healed the stinging with the tip of her tongue. 'God but he tastes so good!'

"No whips. No chains. Nothing but me and you and 1200 count Egyptian cotton sheets, Rick."

He watched as she walked slowly into the bathroom, pulling him along by a hand. He could have watched her 'walk away' for hours. The tight muscles of her buttocks made her heart-shaped bottom flex and release with each step. She was thin without being skinny, her athletic body displayed a tautness that hinted at strength without bulk.

Kate pulled her hair up into a messy bun with some pins and sticks and eased down into the water. The heat vapors rose and made the bathroom warm and damp and her eyes met his and she smiled and reached for him.

"Hot – hot – hot!" He eased into the water behind her and she giggled and then laughed in that deep and sexy way that made her breasts dance. Kate leaned back against his chest, her bottom sitting on his thighs and she sighed loudly.

"This is a first for me, Rick. Now, put your arms around me and lie back and enjoy the relaxing heat." Kate hooked her ankles behind his calves for leverage and wiggled her butt against him.

"You like your men parboiled or fried, Kate? You do know that this water is damned hot?"

He was trying to ignore the sensation her ass brought forth. To distract himself, he reached up and took a breast in each hand and toyed with her nipples. When she gasped and hung her head back against his shoulder, his face was beside hers and he ran the tip of his tongue around the outside of her ear, grinning as she shivered.

"Cold? Surely not, Kate." She put her hands over his and squeezed and pushed them against her. He followed her lead and pinched each nipple lightly to gauge her response. It was immediate. She growled deep in her throat and rocked her hips back against him.

"I love you, Kate Beckett, so the hard part's already over and done with. We've made our mutual commitment so just relax and quit worrying about whether or not…look, you bring so much into my life that sex is like…almost unnecessary."

She craned her neck so she could see his face. "Really, Kate, I'm serious. If this is all we ever had, it would be enough."

"That's sweet but such a lie, Castle. You're just trying to make it easy for me to say 'Stop!' I can see right through you. You're a guy and…"

He pinched her nipple and bit lightly on her neck and sucked the smooth skin between his teeth and licked it with the tip of his tongue.

"Oh, that's so mean, Castle. I can't touch you or…" She tried to twist around and face him but he was having none of it. He wanted her wound tighter than she'd ever been before when he gave her total control. It was all about being in control with her and he knew from his time as a cop that it was what drove her.

Rick's hands left her breasts and slid down over her ribs to her abdomen and he lightly stroked her, feeling her stiffen and then relax when she realized that stroking her skin was all he was going to do.

'He's not going to hurt me. He's not going to shove his thing into me without caring if I'm ready or not. He's not like that. I need to relax and enjoy what he does to me.'

He felt her stiffen for just a moment but then she relaxed against him. His fingertips were making slow circles on her lower abdomen and as he moved his hands lower until they were just above her shaven mons, she sighed and relaxed, just enjoying the feelings his soft touches elicited.

What he did next surprised her. He reached past her mons and began ghosting those damned fingertips down her inner thighs. She unconsciously brought her knees up towards her face and let her bent legs fall apart and she leaned back and sucked his earlobe into her mouth and held it between her teeth, teasing it with her tongue.

The smooth passage of his fingertips over her inner thighs changed and he moved his fingertips upwards toward her smooth mound and began his madding circles around it, never touching where she needed him to, but teasing her until she moaned, "Rick, please…", in his ear.

He ignored her attempts to capture his hands in hers and in retaliation, she turned her head and sucked hard on the soft skin of his neck and nipped it.

He gave her what she wanted. He had no choice since she was hanging onto his neck by her teeth. He stroked her outer lips, smiling as she thrust her pelvis up to meet his fingers and moaned, 'Finally!' in his ear and released her teeth.

He allowed her just a moment of this pleasure and then whispered, "Kate, let's take this to the bedroom."

It took a while to dry themselves since each dried the other and Kate kept making sure Rick was 'dry' in places she found particularly interesting.

Kate dialed down the lighting in the room until only the slightest glow was emitted by the lamps and then turned around when she heard a metallic clicking sound.

In the dim list she saw something that took her breath away. "Rick, what…what's this?" She pointed to his hands that were secured above his head by his own handcuffs. She could see the shiny key on the black top of her nightstand – on her side.

"Control. You have absolute control over me and I give you my trust, Kate." He wasn't smiling. He was deadly serious.

"But Rick, you won't be able to…" Then it dawned on her. He knew she'd been an abuse victim and that he was removing any stimuli that might trigger her panic.

God, how she loved this man.

She crawled up the bed until she was lying against him fully and then began 'having her way' with him, kissing him, nipping at him, scratching long nail marks along his chest and following quickly with soothing kisses. Kate pinched one of his nipples and almost giggled when he gasped and then moved her kisses southward.

"Kate, don't, please. This is supposed to be about you not…"

"Shut up, Castle. Don't make me gag you. You'll need your mouth shortly." Again the almost-giggle but then she took hold of his cock and seemed to be studying it for a moment.

"Kate…" This was supposed to be about her, damn it.

"Shh. I've never wanted to do this for any man before, Rick but I want to, so just hush, baby." She kissed the very tip of his cock, licking off the dollops of pre-cum that had oozed out and then took the head in her mouth and sucked on it, lashing it with her tongue and then somehow taking almost his entire length in her mouth. He tried, unsuccessfully, to keep from thrusting his hips up and Kate pulled away, not relinquishing the vacuum seal she had on him.

She played him like a fine instrument, bringing him so close and then stopping and just holding him in her mouth and it was driving him crazy with lust. She ran her fingernails up and down his ball sac and almost laughed when he whimpered.

Kate hopped off the bed and went to her nightstand drawer and pulled out a scarf she'd hidden there earlier.

She quickly blindfolded Castle with it and then, before he could say anything, she straddled his face, surprising him. Kate checked the fit of the handcuffs because she didn't want him in any pain – unless she gave it to him.

Castle figured out what was going on and grinned. His little novelist was actually very shy. He ran the tip of his tongue up through her folds, just barely touching her clit. Her thighs seemed to tremble but she held onto the headboard and started moving her hips slowly back and forth, encouraging his tongue's depredations.

Rick dipped his tongue deep into her pussy and she shuddered and seemed to grind against his face so he did it again, only this time he ended his tongue-fuck by circling her clit, teasing it with his tongue.

She moaned and rocked against him. He sucked in one of her inner lips and laved it with his tongue and then dipped deeper into her and she shuddered again when his tongue encircled her clit. She moved her hips in a slow circular motion over his busy mouth and whispered to the wall, 'make me cum with your mouth, Rick. Make me scream…' Kate's thighs tightened on him and Rick swiped his tongue the length of her slit and then fixed his lips on her clit and sucked…hard.

"Ohhh, God, Castle…" her voice was almost hoarse and the tenor of it sent chills down his spine. It wasn't a scream but it would do for now.

Kate was out of breath and her mind was blessedly free of the sense of disappointment that usually accompanied her self-induced orgasms. She straightened herself out along his body and kissed him gently, tasting her slickness and juices on his lips and in his mouth.

"I think you broke me, Rick. I can't stop shaking." He felt her smile on his lips and smiled in return. "Yeah, that was pretty earth-shattering – especially from my perspective."

She slapped him playfully on the chest and then pulled herself up and kissed him. "Well, I doubt you could tell much with a scarf blindfold on, honey, but I have a reason. Now, as soon as I catch my breath, Rick, I'm going to break you!'

A/N: Anyone else out there wonder if Kate might just be the Butcher? Nah. But think about it.

Thanks to my resident pervert.

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