Angua was flushed and sweaty and so turned on she slammed into Dean almost more for her benefit than his, pushing the plug deeper, digging her fingers into his hip hard enough to bruise. "Next time you can ride me, come all over me," she promised, choking on the words when it got too good, so good that the hand she was using to get him off shook.
Her knees dug into the mattress, toes curling, it was too intense and she squeezed her eyes closed. "Fuck," she burst. "Oh gods, I'm--" She couldn't speak, grit her teeth as she came, so good she nearly forgot to keep moving. There was wet all over, she could feel it down her thighs. "Dean," she pleaded, like he was in her, like he could do anything at that moment.
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Date: 2009-10-20 03:13 am (UTC)Her knees dug into the mattress, toes curling, it was too intense and she squeezed her eyes closed. "Fuck," she burst. "Oh gods, I'm--" She couldn't speak, grit her teeth as she came, so good she nearly forgot to keep moving. There was wet all over, she could feel it down her thighs. "Dean," she pleaded, like he was in her, like he could do anything at that moment.