"Will you stop gloating?"

"Make me."

"Oh, you know I can."

All of a sudden, Castle grabbed Beckett by the arms and pinned her against the door of a car. Her eyes went wide in shock, smiling when he gave her a goofy grin. "Prove it."

She let out a quick giggle as his lips inched closer to hers. He'd just made a major break in their latest case and was his usual humble self, acting as if he'd singlehandedly caught a murderer and the world was safe only because of him. She didn't mind that he let his childish fantasies of being a superhero run away with him. It was actually adorable.

By the time their lips finally met, her arms were around his shoulders, one hand tangled in his hair. She moaned softly against his lips as he pushed her tighter against the car, his hips grinding against hers.

As his lips moved to her neck, she tried to think of who's apartment was closest. They'd been working so late for the last few weeks, nights spent together were rare and they had been relying on only stolen kisses when everyone's back was turned. She figured her apartment was closer, but not by much and there was no way she'd be able to make it all the way there the way they were going.

Without thinking, she slid her hand under the collar of his shirt, touching his shoulder before her fingers grazed down the open buttons. She skillfully opened two more buttons so that she could run her hand smoothly down his chest and stomach. He moaned softly in approval. "You like that?" she whispered seductively.

"Mmm," he almost growled in response, silently wished her hand would move lower. His hand floated to her breast, gently caressing it through the fabric of her shirt and bra. One of her legs wrapped around his, making her slide down the car, her shirt moving up ever so slightly to expose her stomach. As if there was a magnet attached to his hand that was attracted to any itch of exposed skin, his free hand went to her side.

"Oh, Castle," she moaned softly wondering how far they could go with this before they got busted for public indecency. They were having a full on make out session in the street like a couple of horny teenagers, touching and fondling each other. She pulled away from him for the sake of catching her breath as her fingers moved to his cheek. "How far away is your car?" she asked breathlessly.

"Um… a few blocks, maybe," he said, unable to think as desire clouded his mind. "Why?"

"Because," she whispered, leaning up to bite his earlobe softly. "I want you."

"In… my car?"

She nodded. "What do you think?"

"I think… my car's this way," he said, moving off her and pulling her by the hand in the direction he parked.