Tennessee Whiskey AU

CHAPTER SEVENTY EIGHT

"The sun goes down, the stars come out. And all that counts is here and now. My universe will never be the same. I'm glad you came (Came, came, came) You cast a spell on me, spell on me. You hit me like the sky fell on me, fell on me. And I decided you look well on me, well on me. So let's go somewhere no one else can see, you and me."

                                                             Jensen's POV

Oh, I am an evil man. I know Scar doesn't want to take things further while we are here, well she does but is trying desperately hard to hold onto some moral idea of respecting my parents house. In reality she doesn't need to. Mom's already pulled me a side and told me she was only joking about the sleeping arrangements. I think she is just happy I finally brought a woman home to meet her. Knowing how she feels makes me want to tease her. Just to see how long it takes to break her. The only down side is it's teasing me too. This woman drives me insane. I seem to be completely incapable of keeping my hands off her dam fine body.  Especially in moments like this when I have her naked and pressed against me.  Seeing her in nothing but a towel was like a red rag to a bull. 

Then her turns and put her delicate hands on me,  I know in this moment I'm completely fucked. I stupidly had this idea I could just touch her, make her come then go out. Either that or push her to the edge and leave her squirming and wanting more while we sat through dinner with my family.  As she pushes me to sit on the bed and kneels between my legs, I remember there was something I hadn't thought of in my plan. This girl, she gives as much as she takes. In fact more so. As much as I wanted to tease and push her, she can push and tease me right back. There is no way I am making it out of this room without doing something with her. 

My hands grab hold of her hair and I twist the wet strands around my hand. The noises just that simple act has caused to come out of her mouth combined with her hands feeling like they are everywhere on my body is driving me past the point of all control. Oh god and that sweet little mouth of hers which really isn't sweet at all, is capable of so many naughty things. Fuck this. I move her hands off me. I stare into her eyes while I try and get my breathing back under control. My brain is trying to figure out if I can get away with this. Surely as long as I can keep quiet. I mean it would be a first but god I have to try something right now.

I stand up, pulling her with me. I slide my hands down her body and lift behind her legs. She wraps her legs around my waist and I slide home as I move to press her against the wall. 

"Fuck." She moans out. 

"Darlin' we need to keep this quiet, ok." She just stares at me while I'm balls deep inside of her body too scared to move. One wrong move, or right in this case and everyone in this whole dam house is going to know about it.  "You think you can do that for me?"

"Probably not, in all honesty. Do you not remember the whole outside shower incident?" I laugh slightly as the memories hit me. I reach up and put my hand over her mouth as I start to move. I make sure to pay attention to her eyes, looking closely for any sign of panic or fear about what I did. All I see is lust and passion. Ok, so that's how I keep her quiet. Good to know for future reference. Now all I need to do is figure out how I stop the need crawling up my body to growl loud enough so everyone in the whole fucking street knows she's mine. She turns me into a fucking animal I swear. I move faster, slamming into her with so much force I worry about ending up in the next room. I can't believe I held back so much of this when we first started sleeping together. If only I knew back then how well her body took me, no matter how hard or fierce I got with her. In fact the more out of control I get the more she seems to enjoy it. I feel her start to get dangerously close to that edge. The telltale signs her body gives me when she's about to fall off that cliff. The bite of her nails into whatever part of my body she can get them into, I sometimes wonder which one of us is the animal, it wouldn't be the first time she's scratched my back open. The way her tight little pussy grips my cock and pulls me into her deeper and deeper. The fact that I can hear her moans getting louder despite the fact that my hand remains firmly in place. If I don't time this right I'm going to end up shooting my load with my mom stood in the doorway with her arms crossed. 

Ok, slight misstep there Ackles, not the right time to be thinking about your mother. Her eyes are questioning now as if she can read me and my body that well to know something made me stumble. I feast on her nipple, biting and sucking until my head is well and truly back in the game.

I feel her grip and her nails dig a little deeper. I move my hand away from her mouth and replace it with my mouth. Swallowing her cries as she falls blissfully over. The little shit bites my lip and bites it hard. Why is it that that pain added to the nails and how hard her body is squeezing mine starts that explosion in my own body. I always thought I was the more dominant one in any sex games I chose to play in, this woman has made me realise I like it back just as much, I kinda like the idea I drive her crazy enough that she lases out like this. Not like that but just the wild animal out of control. She can get as rough with me as she wants, I'm a big boy, I can take it. Take it and like it, a lot. Who would have thought I would get off on feeling that touch of pain too?

I rest my head to hers as we both try to get ourselves back under control. 

"Great now I have to either have another shower or face dinner with your family with your come running down my leg." She laughs moving towards the bathroom. "If I was you I would loose that smug grin Ackles." She shouts as she disappears in there. She had her back to me, how the hell she even knows what my face looks like is beyond me. I mean she's not wrong. The caveman in me really kind of like the idea of going out anywhere with her and having her smell of me, marking her as mine. The real question is do I join her in the shower or go to dinner covered in her sent, not that I mind her marking me too, and as tempting as that would be my feet are already moving towards the shower. 

"What the hell are you doing now?" She protests as I move into the shower behind her. 

"Shhh, woman. I sorta have the same problem." She laughs and turns around to face me.

"Well we better get you all cleaned up then." Fuck, I feel us being late for dinner. How could I possibly be hard for her again already? I stand as still as I can as she drops to her knees and understanding dawns on me on what her idea of cleaning me all up means. I swear she is going to kill me. Maybe she was right earlier when she said if this could end up killing us both. As she takes my cock into that delicious dirty mouth of hers I can't seem to find a fuck to give about dying by being fucked to death by this perfect woman.