supernatural smut dean x reader

dean x reader: porno book

You and Dean were a dynamic duo. A power couple of the hunting world. You had long since abandoned the notion of ignoring the sexual tension and now to put it bluntly the two of you were constantly at it like rabbits.

Today however you rode shotgun in the Impala windows down music up. You and Dean were on your way to the grocery store to get provisions since Sam had abandoned the two of you to visit a girl he'd met on a hunt.

Dean focused on the road and the music, some REO Speed wagon he had decided was except-able you focused on the folded up paperback in your hands, a steamy romance novel filled page to page with smut. You were in the middle of a sexually charged page imagining the exchange was between you and Dean.

"What's that?" Dean asked grabbing the book plastering it to his steering wheel.
"Dean no! Give that back!" You replied reached over trying to stop him.
"Woah woah woah!" He said flicking his eyes from the pages to the road.
"This is pretty steamy stuff y/n." He said. "Much more descriptive than Busty Asian beauties."

He pulled the Impala over onto the side of the old farm road you'd been traveling.
"He slid his long member into her wet- " he read "Oh man y/n this is perverse. I love it."

You sat back in your seat over trying to get the book back. You had already made yourself wet from the reading and was hoping it would have the same effect on him.

You looked over to find Dean immersed in the book wide lust blown eyes reading the words.

"Wow Dean, if my "girl porn" is getting you this worked up..." You teased.
"Worked up? I'm not worked up." He said defensively.
"Really?" You said. Sliding towards him.
"Y/n what are you doing?" He asked quietly.

You looked up at him moving closer still. You slid your hand onto his lap over his hard length. You moved away and he groaned from the contact loss.

"Not worked up eh?" You said teasing.
"Get over here you tease." He said pulling you onto his lap by your arm. You leaned in for a kiss he grabbed your hair kissing you back passionately as you did the same.

Legs spread across his lap your ground yourself into his hard on making him grunt and pull at your hair. In retaliation you grinded against him harder living for the helpless noises he made under you. The hot summer air, his mouth on yours, his arousal pressing against you it was too much but everything you needed at the same time.

You reached your orgasm riding a clothed Dean Winchester. Moments later his mouth paused on yours as he lost control of his own climax releasing into his jeans.

"No way." You said smiling.
"Hey you did it too." He said smirking at you.
"Yeah but now we have to go back to the bunker, you can't go into a store like that." You replied.
"Perfect, back the bunker round two then groceries." He said moving you back to your seat.