Restless Heart Syndrome Ch 10/?
Fic title: Restless Heart Syndrome
Genre: SPN Het
Pairing: Sam/ OFC, Dean/OFC (Lexi, played by Eliza Dushku)
Rating: M
Warnings/Spoilers: None
Summary: New town, new school for Sam. It's his fifth high school in three years but John promises it's going to be Sam' s last one. Dean and Sam settle into their new routine and enjoy being normal. A few months after school starts Sam meets Lexi. He could tell she was trouble the moment he laid eyes on her but it's the kind of trouble he's always wanted. Dean feels the same way about the new waitress at the diner.
*This is a prequel to Under Your Skin and Wayward Son.*
Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9
Chapter 10: Glycerine
“Must be your skin that I'm sinking in. Must be for real 'cause now I can feel. And I didn't mind. It's not my kind, it's not my time to wonder why. Everything's gone white and everything's grey. Now you're here now, you're away. I don't want this. Remember that. I'll never forget where you're at.”
June 24, 2000
1642 Maple Street
Brennan Residence
Dean sat in his car taking deep breaths to calm himself. There was no reason to be nervous. Hell, it was dinner. Just dinner with Lexi's parents and he didn't do parents. Parents always hated him. Plus, her father already seemed to have a deep hatred for him but Dean promised Lexi he would show up. And he always kept his word. Well, he tried to anyway.
He took one final deep breath, grabbed the bottle of wine Lexi told him to get her mom and a small bouquet of purple roses. The roses were for Lexi. Dean had no intention of getting her flowers until his dad informed him that he couldn't show up with something for her mom and nothing for her. Dean stood there staring at his father blankly having no clue what he should get. His heart started to thump loudly in his chest, he couldn't breathe. He was gonna fuck this up. What was he thinking? He couldn't do normal and this was too damn normal. John walked past Dean smacking his shoulder as he did so and said, “Breathe, Son. If you can help me take down a Werewolf you certainly can handle dinner with your girl's parents. And get some flowers, Dean. Bring your girl flowers.”
Dean rings the doorbell praying that Lexi's father wasn't going to answer the door. He already feels like an idiot and doesn't need the smart ass remarks from him. To his relief, Lexi opens the door and smiles up at him. He stares at her, eyes roaming over her body. She looks hot. She's wearing a super short purple sundress that barely covers her ass and is showing off miles and miles of tanned, toned legs. Dean quirks an eyebrow at her wondering what kind of panties she's wearing under that dress and starts to tick off the possibilities in his head.
“Dean?”
“Hmm?”
“You okay?”
“What? Yeah, you uh distracted me.” Dean's eyes slide up and down her body taking in every curve then whistles, “Damn baby girl, you look hot.”
“Thanks. You looked like you were thinking about something.”
Dean leans in his close as he smirks down at Lexi, “I was. I was thinking about what kinda panties you have on under that dress.”
Lexi stood on her toes, her lips brushing against Dean's ear, “Maybe if you're lucky you'll find out later tonight.”
“Oh sweetheart, I don't need luck.” Dean drawled before handing Lexi the bouquet of flowers he was holding, “These are for you.”
“You got me flowers! Thank you, they're beautiful.” She pressed a soft kiss to his cheek, her eyes lit up mischievously as she pulled away, “You just got one step closer to finding out what's underneath this dress.”
Dean chuckled, snaked his free arm around her waist and pulled her securely against him. He stared at her red lip glossed mouth running his tongue long his own bottom lip before tangling his free hand into her soft brown hair. He pulled her closer leaning down as he did so to brush his lips against hers. He took his time with the kiss licking his way into her mouth until she parts her lips for him. He slips his tongue into her mouth and does this swirl of his tongue that has Lexi groaning into the kiss. He pulls back, his teeth scrapping her bottom lip before he sucks it into his mouth. The familiar taste of her cherry lip gloss floods his mouth making him forget for a moment he's standing in her door way in full view. He breaks the kiss and steps back before things get too heated. “We should get inside.....”
“Yeah, we should before my dad comes out here locked and loaded.”
Dean raised his eyebrow smirking slightly, “Should I be worried?”
“Nah, my mom laid down the law. No guns allowed at the dinner table.”
Lexi laced her fingers through Dean's and led him into the house. Her father was sitting in front of the television watching a cubs game and only grunted in response when Dean said hello to him. Her mother was a different story though. Dean didn't know what kind of greeting he would get from her but the one he got he was totally unprepared for.
“Dean, this is my mom. Mom, this is Dean.”
Her mother turned away from the vegetables she had been chopping and looked up at Dean. Her eyes roamed over him for a moment as she sized him up and then smiled. “Well, aren't you handsome.” She drawled causing Dean to blush right down to his roots. He ducked his head out of embarrassment shifting from foot to foot. “Ah, bless your heart, you're shy too.”
Lexi laughed out loud at that and shook her head, “Oh, trust me mom, Dean's not shy at all.”
Dean rubbed the back of his neck, his face still flaming, “Nice to meet you Mrs. Brennan.”
“Oh, no don't call me that. My mother in law is Mrs. Brennan. I'm Marianne.”
“Ok,” Dean said flashing her his most adorable smile, “Marianne. This is for you.”
She took the bottle of wine he was holding out to her and beamed. “Here you are bringing me and Lexi gifts. Plus, you're handsome, charming and polite. No wonder my husband doesn't like you. Do you like Etoufee, Dean?”
“Oh, yes Ma'am. First stop I make whenever I'm in New Orleans is Desire Oyster Bar. A bowl of Etoufee, an Abita beer and a slice of pecan pie and I'm good to go.”
“You've been down there a lot?”
“Yeah, usually a few times a year. My Dad travels a lot with his job.......”
She nodded, the answer seeming to placate her before she shooed them out of her kitchen. They went out on the patio to avoid her father for the time being. Dean dropped into one of the lounge chairs and smirked at Lexi as she squeezed herself in next to him on the chair. He wrapped an arm around her letting his hand rest on her hip. He rubbed her hip casually while asking her about her trip.
“It was alright. Would've been better if I was in New Orleans without my parents but I got to visit Loyola.”
“Is that where you wanna go to college?”
“Yeah but my dad thinks I only wanna go to college in New Orleans to party. He wants me to go to Yale.”
“And do you wanna go there to party?”
“Um yeah. Hello, it's in New Orleans. Of course I wanna party but it's also a really good school.”
“You're gonna leave me up here in the snow all alone, uh?”
“You can come with me. We can get an apartment in the Quarter.......it'd be fun.”
He pressed a kiss to her temple before whispering, “Yeah it would.”
He wished he could run off with her to New Orleans. He wished he could leave this life behind and be normal Joe Schmoe. He'd do it for her, live an apple pie life. Dean wanted to so bad but he knew he couldn't. He couldn't just leave Dad and Sammy. They needed him and he had responsibilities.
Dinner pretty much went how Dean expected it to. Her father barely talked to him and when he did it was to make some kind of snarky remark. The food was awesome though. He had two helpings of the crawfish etoufee and then finished off the rest in Lexi's bowl. The pie was the best part. It was chocolate chess pie, homemade. His eyes widened when Marianne Brennan placed a slice of pie in front of him. It looked like it belonged in one of those food magazines with its dusting of powdered sugar and whip cream on top. Dean's eyes closed the moment his lips closed around his fork. He moaned softly as he chewed causing Lexi to giggle and her mother to raise her eyebrow at him. He didn't care though. This was seriously the best piece of pie he's ever had. He took his time eating, savoring every bite. It wasn't every day he got this level of goodness and he was going to enjoy every minute of it.
“I take it you liked the pie?” her mother asked.
“Marianne, that was the best pie I've ever had.”
“I'll have to remember to bake a pie next time you come to dinner.”
Dean raised his eyebrow at that but didn't say anything. He guessed he must've passed her mother's test. It was kinda weird. Dean was so used to parents not liking him that he didn't know how to react to her mother pushing a bag full of left overs into his hand. Then to top it off she invited him over for the barbeque they were having on the fourth of July. He looked at Lexi and back to her mom, “Um, yeah I guess I'll swing by but if my dad's out of town.....I can't leave Sammy.....”
“By all means bring Sammy with you.” Her mother chirped happily, “We'll have plenty of food.”
“Um, okay then. Me and Lex should get going or we're gonna miss the movie. Um thanks for dinner Marianne.”
Dean and Lexi ended up at the drive in after dinner. Hell, he didn't mind. It was as good of a place as any to make out. Though this time they actually got through the first movie before they made the move to the back seat. Dean was sitting on the backseat leaning back against the door while Lexi straddled him. She had snaked her hands under his t-shirt, fingernails digging into the skin of his back as he sucked and licked at her neck. Dean groaned, all thought leaving his brain when Lexi began to grind down against his crotch. “Fuck Lex, you're gonna kill me.”
“Now why would I do that?” She taunts pulling back to grasp the hem of her dress. She pulls it over her head, tosses it into the front seat and moves her hips against him to get the friction she needs. “It wouldn't be any fun.”
“No it wouldn't.” Dean whispers while running his left hand up her thigh. His right hand goes up to grip her hip, his thumb rubbing across the lace of her underwear. He was expecting to find a thong underneath her dress not a pair of lacy boy shorts. “Fuck these are sexy.”
“You like them? Really?”
“Yeah I like them. They're sexy as hell. They leave something to the imagination and makes your ass look good. Why are we talking when you're half naked?”
Lexi smiled at him and shrugged, “I dunno. Why are you still wearing clothes?”
“Cuz I was enjoying your little strip tease.” He smirked before leaning forward to kiss her. Lexi puts a hand on his chest and shakes her head no. He stops, eyebrow quirked and then leans back against the door. She sticks out her chest, hands going behind her back to unclasp her bra. Dean watches her with wide eyes as she slips her bra off and tosses it somewhere in the front of the car.
Dean surges forward to kiss her, sucks her bottom lip into his mouth and pushes her down onto the backseat. He feels like he's sinking as he pressed his weight against her, his hands tracing her curves, the taste, the smell, the softness of her skin intoxicating him. He trails his lips down her neck to the top of breasts before wrapping his lips around a nipple. Lexi closes her eyes, bites her bottom lip and arches her back up against his mouth, fingers twisting into his t-shirt. He turns his attention to her other nipple, licking and biting as he moves his right hand down her body until he feels lace under his palm. He dips his hand underneath the lacy boy shorts she's wearing, moves his fingers down along her slit before sliding two fingers into her. She digs her nails into his back, hips bucking up against his fingers as Dean whispers in her ear, “You're so fucking wet.”
Lexi moans as he pumps his fingers inside of her. She worries her bottom lip between her teeth trying not to cry out while he fucks her with his fingers. She closes her eyes and whimpers making desperate little noises. It's not just his fingers, now he's moving on top of her rocking his hips and grinding his hard dick against her. She wants to feel him inside her, needs to feel him inside of her. Lexi slides a hand up the back of his neck and into his hair as she licks and bites at his neck.
Dean moans low in his throat,curls his fingers and pumps them hard and fast. He feels her body start to tense, her hips loosing rhythm as they buck up against his fingers as she gets close. He rubs the pad of his thumb over her clit causing her to gasp and shudder. Lexi slams down onto Dean's hand one last time before clenching around his fingers and crying out his name.
Lexi leans her head back against the window closing her eyes while trying to catch her breath. Dean slides his fingers out, sucks them into his mouth and lets out a low, dirty moan. “Hmm you taste so sweet baby.”
She opens her eyes and blinks before dragging him down for a kiss. She then moves her mouth to the shell of his ear, brushes her lips against his lobe and whispers, “I want you to fuck me.”
Dean looks down at her, his dick hardening at hearing those six words. The thought of taking her virginity tonight is so tempting. Knowing that he was going to be her first made him suddenly want her that much more. Just the thought of it had his dick straining painfully against the denim of his jeans. Dean takes a deep breath shaking his head. “No, not tonight baby. Not like this.”
“Why not? Don't you want me?”
Dean pressed his hips to Lexi's grinding his hard dick against her and moaned. “You feel that? You feel how hard you make me. I want you, Lex but I don't wanna punch your V card in the backseat of my car. When we go away next week I promise you, you ain't coming back a virgin.”
Lexi smiled at him sliding her hand between them to palm him through his jeans. “Ok but let me take care of this for you.”
Before Dean could protest, Lexi popped the button of his jeans and had his zipper undone. Dean lifts his hips so she can push his pants and boxer briefs down. His dick brushes against her underwear, he can feel her wet heat causing his brain to short circuit and bites his lip to stifle his moans. All he can think about is pushing the lacy material out of his way and sliding himself into her but before he can make his move he feels her hand wrap around his dick. He jerks into her hand as she licks at the hollow of his throat, her thumb rubbing the head of his cock before she begins to stroke him.
Dean digs his fingers into Lexi's hips while she holds his dick firmly, her delicate fingers moving along his shaft quickly. She pushes his shirt up with her free hand leaning forward to lick and suck his nipples the whole while applying pressure and pumping his dick with her right hand. Dean closes his eyes, he can't move, can't breathe, he tries to focus on the tension building inside him. He can't even do that when he feels her drag the fingers of her free hand along his balls.
She massages his balls, fingers rolling gently back and forth as she twists her hand on his dick. He moans low in his throat thrusting in her hand. She brushes her thumb against the head of his dick, squeezes and moves her hand faster. His breath hitched, he can feel the tension building steadily in his stomach, he wasn't going to last much longer. Lexi nips at the sensitive spot behind his ear, squeezing and tugging his dick as he grips her hips harder. He closed his eyes, bucking into her hand. Two more thrusts and his hips began to stutter as he came in her hand.
“Fuck, Lex.” He breathed out while leaning back against the door. He stared at her, eyes wide as her tongue darted out to clean the sticky mess left on her fingers, “You're gonna kill me.”
“Least you'd die a happy man.”
Genre: SPN Het
Pairing: Sam/ OFC, Dean/OFC (Lexi, played by Eliza Dushku)
Rating: M
Warnings/Spoilers: None
Summary: New town, new school for Sam. It's his fifth high school in three years but John promises it's going to be Sam' s last one. Dean and Sam settle into their new routine and enjoy being normal. A few months after school starts Sam meets Lexi. He could tell she was trouble the moment he laid eyes on her but it's the kind of trouble he's always wanted. Dean feels the same way about the new waitress at the diner.
*This is a prequel to Under Your Skin and Wayward Son.*
Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9
Chapter 10: Glycerine
“Must be your skin that I'm sinking in. Must be for real 'cause now I can feel. And I didn't mind. It's not my kind, it's not my time to wonder why. Everything's gone white and everything's grey. Now you're here now, you're away. I don't want this. Remember that. I'll never forget where you're at.”
June 24, 2000
1642 Maple Street
Brennan Residence
Dean sat in his car taking deep breaths to calm himself. There was no reason to be nervous. Hell, it was dinner. Just dinner with Lexi's parents and he didn't do parents. Parents always hated him. Plus, her father already seemed to have a deep hatred for him but Dean promised Lexi he would show up. And he always kept his word. Well, he tried to anyway.
He took one final deep breath, grabbed the bottle of wine Lexi told him to get her mom and a small bouquet of purple roses. The roses were for Lexi. Dean had no intention of getting her flowers until his dad informed him that he couldn't show up with something for her mom and nothing for her. Dean stood there staring at his father blankly having no clue what he should get. His heart started to thump loudly in his chest, he couldn't breathe. He was gonna fuck this up. What was he thinking? He couldn't do normal and this was too damn normal. John walked past Dean smacking his shoulder as he did so and said, “Breathe, Son. If you can help me take down a Werewolf you certainly can handle dinner with your girl's parents. And get some flowers, Dean. Bring your girl flowers.”
Dean rings the doorbell praying that Lexi's father wasn't going to answer the door. He already feels like an idiot and doesn't need the smart ass remarks from him. To his relief, Lexi opens the door and smiles up at him. He stares at her, eyes roaming over her body. She looks hot. She's wearing a super short purple sundress that barely covers her ass and is showing off miles and miles of tanned, toned legs. Dean quirks an eyebrow at her wondering what kind of panties she's wearing under that dress and starts to tick off the possibilities in his head.
“Dean?”
“Hmm?”
“You okay?”
“What? Yeah, you uh distracted me.” Dean's eyes slide up and down her body taking in every curve then whistles, “Damn baby girl, you look hot.”
“Thanks. You looked like you were thinking about something.”
Dean leans in his close as he smirks down at Lexi, “I was. I was thinking about what kinda panties you have on under that dress.”
Lexi stood on her toes, her lips brushing against Dean's ear, “Maybe if you're lucky you'll find out later tonight.”
“Oh sweetheart, I don't need luck.” Dean drawled before handing Lexi the bouquet of flowers he was holding, “These are for you.”
“You got me flowers! Thank you, they're beautiful.” She pressed a soft kiss to his cheek, her eyes lit up mischievously as she pulled away, “You just got one step closer to finding out what's underneath this dress.”
Dean chuckled, snaked his free arm around her waist and pulled her securely against him. He stared at her red lip glossed mouth running his tongue long his own bottom lip before tangling his free hand into her soft brown hair. He pulled her closer leaning down as he did so to brush his lips against hers. He took his time with the kiss licking his way into her mouth until she parts her lips for him. He slips his tongue into her mouth and does this swirl of his tongue that has Lexi groaning into the kiss. He pulls back, his teeth scrapping her bottom lip before he sucks it into his mouth. The familiar taste of her cherry lip gloss floods his mouth making him forget for a moment he's standing in her door way in full view. He breaks the kiss and steps back before things get too heated. “We should get inside.....”
“Yeah, we should before my dad comes out here locked and loaded.”
Dean raised his eyebrow smirking slightly, “Should I be worried?”
“Nah, my mom laid down the law. No guns allowed at the dinner table.”
Lexi laced her fingers through Dean's and led him into the house. Her father was sitting in front of the television watching a cubs game and only grunted in response when Dean said hello to him. Her mother was a different story though. Dean didn't know what kind of greeting he would get from her but the one he got he was totally unprepared for.
“Dean, this is my mom. Mom, this is Dean.”
Her mother turned away from the vegetables she had been chopping and looked up at Dean. Her eyes roamed over him for a moment as she sized him up and then smiled. “Well, aren't you handsome.” She drawled causing Dean to blush right down to his roots. He ducked his head out of embarrassment shifting from foot to foot. “Ah, bless your heart, you're shy too.”
Lexi laughed out loud at that and shook her head, “Oh, trust me mom, Dean's not shy at all.”
Dean rubbed the back of his neck, his face still flaming, “Nice to meet you Mrs. Brennan.”
“Oh, no don't call me that. My mother in law is Mrs. Brennan. I'm Marianne.”
“Ok,” Dean said flashing her his most adorable smile, “Marianne. This is for you.”
She took the bottle of wine he was holding out to her and beamed. “Here you are bringing me and Lexi gifts. Plus, you're handsome, charming and polite. No wonder my husband doesn't like you. Do you like Etoufee, Dean?”
“Oh, yes Ma'am. First stop I make whenever I'm in New Orleans is Desire Oyster Bar. A bowl of Etoufee, an Abita beer and a slice of pecan pie and I'm good to go.”
“You've been down there a lot?”
“Yeah, usually a few times a year. My Dad travels a lot with his job.......”
She nodded, the answer seeming to placate her before she shooed them out of her kitchen. They went out on the patio to avoid her father for the time being. Dean dropped into one of the lounge chairs and smirked at Lexi as she squeezed herself in next to him on the chair. He wrapped an arm around her letting his hand rest on her hip. He rubbed her hip casually while asking her about her trip.
“It was alright. Would've been better if I was in New Orleans without my parents but I got to visit Loyola.”
“Is that where you wanna go to college?”
“Yeah but my dad thinks I only wanna go to college in New Orleans to party. He wants me to go to Yale.”
“And do you wanna go there to party?”
“Um yeah. Hello, it's in New Orleans. Of course I wanna party but it's also a really good school.”
“You're gonna leave me up here in the snow all alone, uh?”
“You can come with me. We can get an apartment in the Quarter.......it'd be fun.”
He pressed a kiss to her temple before whispering, “Yeah it would.”
He wished he could run off with her to New Orleans. He wished he could leave this life behind and be normal Joe Schmoe. He'd do it for her, live an apple pie life. Dean wanted to so bad but he knew he couldn't. He couldn't just leave Dad and Sammy. They needed him and he had responsibilities.
Dinner pretty much went how Dean expected it to. Her father barely talked to him and when he did it was to make some kind of snarky remark. The food was awesome though. He had two helpings of the crawfish etoufee and then finished off the rest in Lexi's bowl. The pie was the best part. It was chocolate chess pie, homemade. His eyes widened when Marianne Brennan placed a slice of pie in front of him. It looked like it belonged in one of those food magazines with its dusting of powdered sugar and whip cream on top. Dean's eyes closed the moment his lips closed around his fork. He moaned softly as he chewed causing Lexi to giggle and her mother to raise her eyebrow at him. He didn't care though. This was seriously the best piece of pie he's ever had. He took his time eating, savoring every bite. It wasn't every day he got this level of goodness and he was going to enjoy every minute of it.
“I take it you liked the pie?” her mother asked.
“Marianne, that was the best pie I've ever had.”
“I'll have to remember to bake a pie next time you come to dinner.”
Dean raised his eyebrow at that but didn't say anything. He guessed he must've passed her mother's test. It was kinda weird. Dean was so used to parents not liking him that he didn't know how to react to her mother pushing a bag full of left overs into his hand. Then to top it off she invited him over for the barbeque they were having on the fourth of July. He looked at Lexi and back to her mom, “Um, yeah I guess I'll swing by but if my dad's out of town.....I can't leave Sammy.....”
“By all means bring Sammy with you.” Her mother chirped happily, “We'll have plenty of food.”
“Um, okay then. Me and Lex should get going or we're gonna miss the movie. Um thanks for dinner Marianne.”
Dean and Lexi ended up at the drive in after dinner. Hell, he didn't mind. It was as good of a place as any to make out. Though this time they actually got through the first movie before they made the move to the back seat. Dean was sitting on the backseat leaning back against the door while Lexi straddled him. She had snaked her hands under his t-shirt, fingernails digging into the skin of his back as he sucked and licked at her neck. Dean groaned, all thought leaving his brain when Lexi began to grind down against his crotch. “Fuck Lex, you're gonna kill me.”
“Now why would I do that?” She taunts pulling back to grasp the hem of her dress. She pulls it over her head, tosses it into the front seat and moves her hips against him to get the friction she needs. “It wouldn't be any fun.”
“No it wouldn't.” Dean whispers while running his left hand up her thigh. His right hand goes up to grip her hip, his thumb rubbing across the lace of her underwear. He was expecting to find a thong underneath her dress not a pair of lacy boy shorts. “Fuck these are sexy.”
“You like them? Really?”
“Yeah I like them. They're sexy as hell. They leave something to the imagination and makes your ass look good. Why are we talking when you're half naked?”
Lexi smiled at him and shrugged, “I dunno. Why are you still wearing clothes?”
“Cuz I was enjoying your little strip tease.” He smirked before leaning forward to kiss her. Lexi puts a hand on his chest and shakes her head no. He stops, eyebrow quirked and then leans back against the door. She sticks out her chest, hands going behind her back to unclasp her bra. Dean watches her with wide eyes as she slips her bra off and tosses it somewhere in the front of the car.
Dean surges forward to kiss her, sucks her bottom lip into his mouth and pushes her down onto the backseat. He feels like he's sinking as he pressed his weight against her, his hands tracing her curves, the taste, the smell, the softness of her skin intoxicating him. He trails his lips down her neck to the top of breasts before wrapping his lips around a nipple. Lexi closes her eyes, bites her bottom lip and arches her back up against his mouth, fingers twisting into his t-shirt. He turns his attention to her other nipple, licking and biting as he moves his right hand down her body until he feels lace under his palm. He dips his hand underneath the lacy boy shorts she's wearing, moves his fingers down along her slit before sliding two fingers into her. She digs her nails into his back, hips bucking up against his fingers as Dean whispers in her ear, “You're so fucking wet.”
Lexi moans as he pumps his fingers inside of her. She worries her bottom lip between her teeth trying not to cry out while he fucks her with his fingers. She closes her eyes and whimpers making desperate little noises. It's not just his fingers, now he's moving on top of her rocking his hips and grinding his hard dick against her. She wants to feel him inside her, needs to feel him inside of her. Lexi slides a hand up the back of his neck and into his hair as she licks and bites at his neck.
Dean moans low in his throat,curls his fingers and pumps them hard and fast. He feels her body start to tense, her hips loosing rhythm as they buck up against his fingers as she gets close. He rubs the pad of his thumb over her clit causing her to gasp and shudder. Lexi slams down onto Dean's hand one last time before clenching around his fingers and crying out his name.
Lexi leans her head back against the window closing her eyes while trying to catch her breath. Dean slides his fingers out, sucks them into his mouth and lets out a low, dirty moan. “Hmm you taste so sweet baby.”
She opens her eyes and blinks before dragging him down for a kiss. She then moves her mouth to the shell of his ear, brushes her lips against his lobe and whispers, “I want you to fuck me.”
Dean looks down at her, his dick hardening at hearing those six words. The thought of taking her virginity tonight is so tempting. Knowing that he was going to be her first made him suddenly want her that much more. Just the thought of it had his dick straining painfully against the denim of his jeans. Dean takes a deep breath shaking his head. “No, not tonight baby. Not like this.”
“Why not? Don't you want me?”
Dean pressed his hips to Lexi's grinding his hard dick against her and moaned. “You feel that? You feel how hard you make me. I want you, Lex but I don't wanna punch your V card in the backseat of my car. When we go away next week I promise you, you ain't coming back a virgin.”
Lexi smiled at him sliding her hand between them to palm him through his jeans. “Ok but let me take care of this for you.”
Before Dean could protest, Lexi popped the button of his jeans and had his zipper undone. Dean lifts his hips so she can push his pants and boxer briefs down. His dick brushes against her underwear, he can feel her wet heat causing his brain to short circuit and bites his lip to stifle his moans. All he can think about is pushing the lacy material out of his way and sliding himself into her but before he can make his move he feels her hand wrap around his dick. He jerks into her hand as she licks at the hollow of his throat, her thumb rubbing the head of his cock before she begins to stroke him.
Dean digs his fingers into Lexi's hips while she holds his dick firmly, her delicate fingers moving along his shaft quickly. She pushes his shirt up with her free hand leaning forward to lick and suck his nipples the whole while applying pressure and pumping his dick with her right hand. Dean closes his eyes, he can't move, can't breathe, he tries to focus on the tension building inside him. He can't even do that when he feels her drag the fingers of her free hand along his balls.
She massages his balls, fingers rolling gently back and forth as she twists her hand on his dick. He moans low in his throat thrusting in her hand. She brushes her thumb against the head of his dick, squeezes and moves her hand faster. His breath hitched, he can feel the tension building steadily in his stomach, he wasn't going to last much longer. Lexi nips at the sensitive spot behind his ear, squeezing and tugging his dick as he grips her hips harder. He closed his eyes, bucking into her hand. Two more thrusts and his hips began to stutter as he came in her hand.
“Fuck, Lex.” He breathed out while leaning back against the door. He stared at her, eyes wide as her tongue darted out to clean the sticky mess left on her fingers, “You're gonna kill me.”
“Least you'd die a happy man.”