The Last Time | By : Crash-Redman Category: Supernatural > Het - Male/Female Views: 2543 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Both were panting heavily by the time Dean was fully in her. She felt stretched to her maximum, relishing in the feeling of being filled completely. He feathered kisses on her neck, and started to slowly saw in and out of her. She locked her legs around his waist again, pulling herself down on his cock as far as she could. Matching his thrusts as she tossed her hips, she moaned loudly, hearing it echo across the valley. She dug her nails into his flexing arms, gritting her teeth as she felt an orgasm building.
Dean lifted her higher, rocking her into him. She threw her head back and let out a series of yelps as he thrust into her. He felt her muscles squeezing him tighter than ever, almost pushing him to the edge.
“Oh, Dean,” she moaned, her head dropping to his shoulder as she panted. She shuddered as he pushed deep into her, hitting spots she didn’t know she had.
“You feel amazing,” he whispered. “I want you to cum for me.”
Like he said the magic words, she shuddered again, her pussy clenching tight enough to make him groan. She let out a single, thin shriek as she came, and collapsed, shaking on the hood of the Impala. He smiled down at her, slowly pulling out, and then sinking back into her inch by inch.
“Wow,” she breathed. “Why didn’t we do this sooner?”
Dean shrugged, a grin spreading on his face. He felt proud of satisfying her, but he was far from finished. He leaned down to kiss her, but she met him half way when she sat up. She gently pushed him away, sad with the feeling of him withdrawing from her. What an empty feeling it was.
“I’m sorry, Dean, but we really should go.” As if to punctuate her point, thunder clapped above them, the sky lighting up with a flash of lightening. The sun had started to sink in the west, and the storm clouds loomed overhead.
“We still have some time,” Dean protested. Marceline only shook her head as she slid off the hood of the Impala. She bent to pick up her jeans, and felt Dean grab her hips. She smiled to herself, wanting nothing more than to pull him down to the ground with her and ride him like a pony. Sadly enough, they were getting behind schedule, and Sam would start to wonder where they were.
“Dean,” she started as she stood, shaking out her jeans. “We need to leave.” Dean shook his head, pulling her in for another long kiss. She kissed back, but impatiently. As she leaned to pull her jeans on, he grabbed her shoulders and spun her around, and bent her over the hood. She giggled, aroused but annoyed.
“Dean, seriously-”
“I’m not done with you,” he growled in her ear. He grabbed her wrists and pinned them above her head with one hand, his other hand caressing her ass. She squirmed against him, her hands starting to tingle with numbness. “Dean, let me go!”
Dean rubbed his cock along the outside of her still wet pussy, as he kissed her back and shoulders. He stroked her hair, and whispered in her ear, “If you get to cum, so do I.”
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