Date: 2008-04-07 03:18 am (UTC)
If his heart rate hadn't racheted up several degrees at the feel of her naked body against his, what came out of her mouth just then would've done the job.

"Oh god, yes," Dean breathed out, tightening his hands around her slim shoulders. He could feel the warm core of her settled against his hip, and he lifted them again, panting when he slid against her belly.
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