Richard Castle was on to something but he wouldn't tell her what it was.
He knew she was somewhat predictable in her sexual drive.
He could tell now that she was horniest the days after her period, insatiable to be precise.
Then, the nights were exhausting enough without toys but now he'd been informed that she had bought a penis ring and love balls. That could be his death, if he actually came to wear the penis ring and gave up the control.
Not to rouse any misunderstandings here, he liked to be cuffed.
And he especially loved being cuffed to Beckett's bed.
He always had loved those control games. But with Kate these games became one of his favorites for sexual pleasure.
She would tease him, yes.
He would squirm, yes.
And she would watch him squirming and begging, yes.
It was almost an unbearable tension when she did that.
However, with Kate he then always came as intense as never before. None of his other girlfriends that tried playing control games with him had ever given him that much pleasure like Kate.
He knew he could trust her with this.
He knew she'd let him come.
With such a breaking force, he always had to spurt much more cum on those orgasms she gave him.
With such a violent force that sometimes he even fell unconscious temporarily.
He loved silent sex with her, lovemaking in its sweetest form, with lots of intense and deep kisses.
He loved loud sex with her, boisterous and horny, with lots of pants and screams, just piercing thrusts to fuck her into sexual nirvana.
He loved getting blowjobs from her, sweet and torturing, hot and rough.
He loved her submission when she was getting tormented with only soft touches, crying and begging for more.
He loved her dominance when she was riding him ecstatically.
He loved masturbating her to her peak with his fingers, listening to her quickening breaths.
He loved licking her into heights no one had even tried to give her before.
And he loved eating her out, sucking her into an explosion of fire and colors before her inner eyes.
He loved cuddling with her, without having sex at all.
Which one of those she might prefer tonight?
He hadn't asked her this because he knew this would be a night she was hungry for any kind of sex, greedy and voracious to get herself an orgasm.
He knew this was the time of the month she'd be just looking out for herself, not considering him.
But this was not important tonight.
He hadn't asked her tonight because tonight it was him to decide how his lecherous girlfriend would come.
He hadn't asked her tonight because of reasons.
He hadn't asked her tonight because he already had something in his dirty mind they never tried before.
He only was sure that she would absolutely love it!
He was extremely sure that she would reach a terrific orgasm tonight.
And he was going for more than one orgasm, intending to make her come several times.
No, tonight he'd be giving her a totally different tease.
He hadn't shaved in 5 days now.
She had even complained to him, teased him that she wouldn't kiss him anymore if he didn't shave soon.
They both already cuddled in bed, she had been kissing him like crazy the last few minutes, indicating she wanted to be submissive tonight, she wanted to be taken care of, she wanted to be taken, rough and hard. She still kissed him hard and fervently as she pulled him over her.
Hm, tempting!
But not what he had in mind.
Yet he didn't let on that he'd just let her think, she'd get what she wanted.
And it was for sure time for a little foreplay, after all. So he kissed her as fervently as possible at the same time as he pressed her into the mattress. Surprisingly he lifted his weight off her and whispered:
"Turn around, babe. I'd like to take you from behind."