Nothing like him

Part 18

    I looked over at Dean who was still looking up at the sky.
    "So what did you want to talk about?" I asked. His smile faded as he looked back at me. He adjusted his dark blue hoodie so the hood was on his head then sat up properly and moved closer to me.
              "I was just wondering" he paused as if he was searching for words. "What is this? What are we? Is there even an us again? I'm sorry I know you don't want to talk about it but I need to know. I just feel like I-." I cut him off with a kiss. I ran my fingers up his chest and towards his shoulder, wrapping my arms around his neck while his arms slowly wrapped around my waist. I pulled away with a smile. We are still so close, arms still on eachother with no intention of letting go.
"Dean. I love you" I smiled. He smiled into my eyes. "And I want to be with you. You make me feel so comfortable and I just want to be with you, spend my time with you" I kissed his cheek. "But what about Elaina? She'd hate it if we got back together wouldn't she?" Dean raised his eyebrows at me.
"What she doesn't know can't hurt right? And I'm sure she has some idea that we are talking again. She'll just have to accept the fact that we are going to be together". I nodded. Dean ran his fingertips along the center of my lower back, nearly sending chills through my body. "So? Will you be my girlfriend?" His smile showed his dimples and his perfectly straight teeth.
I smiled. "I would love to be your girlfriend," I said softly. He pulled my lips back onto his. The passion from his kiss went from my lips, down to my arms and all the way down to my toes. I felt him. Warm and comforting. He was here, all of him was here for me. I knew I wouldn't have to worry about him leaving this time. I loved him and I was glad he was all mine once again.
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We went back to my apartment that night. Frank sat on the small bench right outside his door. He held a notebook in his hands and he read from it. I held Dean's hand as I searched in my pocket for my keys.
"You little scums better not be so loud in there, or I'll invite an old friend over and make sure you regret it" He didn't look up from his notebook. His tone was grouchy but the smile on his face looked happy.
"What are you reading?" Dean asked as he sat next to Frank. Frank shut the book and gave Dean a blank stare.
"Son, If you don't mind your own damn business from now on you will get smacked" he said. He stood up and started walking towards his front door before turning around and looked at Dean. "You lucky boy," he said with a wink. Dean's smile grew and his cheeks turned a bit red.
Once Frank disappeared into his apartment Dean and I went inside mine.
"What was that about?" I asked as I walked to the kitchen to grab a glass of water. I turned on the tap and started filling my glass before Dean's hands crawled around my waist pulling me into him. He slowly kissed my neck. Lips are soft and delicate.
"Don't worry about it, beautiful," he said in a sexy tone. I tilted my head to the side letting Dean kiss  all of my neck. It felt so good. His warm hands slowly started unbuttoning my jeans and sliding under my underwear. He continued to kiss my neck, pleasing me, knowing it felt too good. I closed my eyes and smiled while lightly biting my lip. His warm fingertips slowly started going into me as he moved his hand up and down, his arm against my stomach. I started to breathe heavier.
"You like that?' He said in a deep voice. I couldn't respond so I just nodded. I felt his fingers moving inside me as his other hand lingered around the rest of my body. His lips moved from my neck towards my shoulder. It started getting harder for me to stand straight and Dean kept going. He laughed a bit at my weakness as his hands started moving faster inside of me. My back arched and my ass pressed against him and he didn't move. He started pulling my pants down while removing his fingers from inside of me.
"No, don't stop," I moaned softly. His fingers were out and he took a step back from me. I turned around and crossed my arms. "I was enjoying that" I said with a mock attitude. He giggled.
"More or less what I'm about to do to you?" he said as he walked closer, placed me on the counter and stood between my legs. He took his sweater off before placing his lips on mine and making out with him felt so nice.
His tongue explored my mouth like it remembered everything. Dean slid my pants off, pulling my hips closer to the edge of the counter. I ran my fingers through his hair. Our breaths were so powerful they could fog up the windows. Dean was now inside of me. Both his hands held my waist, guiding the rhythm. His thrusts made me gasp and he hit all the right pressure points. I wrapped my legs around his waist, not wanting this to end. Our moans got intense in a quick amount of time, but we didn't sto p. We didn't quiet down. This is what we wanted, and so we had it.