Hunters Match

Chapter Eighteen

It turned out to be seven Dean gave Amy seven orgasms before the dawn light started to filter through the window. When she came on his tongue he didn't think he'd ever tasted anything sweeter. When she allowed him to push himself into her sweet mouth he thought he'd died and gone to heaven.
He lay on the bed Amy wrapped around him snoring quietly. He softly brushed a damp curl from her face, not wanting to wake her. The sun was rising and casting a golden glow over her soft skin.
He couldn't remember when he had ever felt this at peace. A frown formed on his brow. There was a reason for that his life wasn't peaceful. Even though he'd just given up hunting for a year it had still managed to catch up with him. And now Cas was back talking about destiny and unnatural forces. He refused to have his chain yanked by anyone good or bad. He needed to talk to the Angel before he let things go further with Amy.
If her remaining a virgin was so important than laying naked with her soft body pressed up against him was definitely not a good idea. She moaned slightly in her sleep and pressed herself even closer to him. His dick instantly sprang to attention. His head may have been telling him no but 'little Dean' wasn't listening.
He scrubed his hand over his face and craned his neck to look around the room for his discarded clothes. Trying not to disturb Amy to much he slowly untangled himself and sat up on the edge of the bed.
He pressed the palms of his hands into his eyes trying to clear his head. Being with Amy was intoxicating and he needed to sober up.
He got dressed quietly and made it to the door before a voice stopped him.
"Your leaving" Amy's voice was horse, she hadn't moved from her comfortable position but her eyes were fixed sharply on him.
"I'm leaving" Dean's voice was grim
They both started at each other for a moment before Amy flopped onto her back and started up at the ceiling.
"I've got a lot going on right now I need to find out what's up with Sam and I need to talk to Cas, figure out what's going on. What to do next" he'd never been good at this part, untill Lisa the girls he slept with knew exactly what to expect. Walking out on Amy was excruciating. Every part of him wanted to burry himself in her softness.
"I agree. But you can do all of that without sneaking out, is this what they call the walk of shame?"
"There's no shame in what what we did. Should we have done it probably not" Dean shrugged  "and I don't know if it's this dumb connection between us or just getting to taste how sweet you are but I wanna be inside you so bad right now it hurts"
Amy's cheeks flushed pink as she turned back to face him "oh"
"Yeah oh" he adjusted himself in his jeans.
Amy's eyes immediately shot to the movement, a wicked smile spread across her face. Even from across the room she could see how hard he was.
Dean quickly dropped both hands covering his groan "Don't objectify me"
Amy let out a small chuckle the tense atmosphere quickly clearing "I'm not some sappy virgin who's, well technically I am still a virgin even if I don't feel very virginal right now but that's not the point what I mean is I'm not expecting a promise ring or any thing here Dean" she sat up in the bed and wrapped a sheet around her "just say bye Ok"
Dean took in the sight of her and swallowed thickly. Her curls falling around her bare neck and shoulders the morning sun highlighting golden strands in the chestnut mass.
"Come here" his voice was gruff
"I don't think..."
He quickly interrupted her "I said come here" he crooked his finger at her.
He watched with dark eyes as she rose from the bed making sure the sheet was wrapped securely. She stopped a foot or so away from him.
"Closer"
She slowly closed the gap. As soon as she was within reach his arm shot out and snaked around her waist, pulling her roughly towards him.
His eyes roamed intently across her face her lips still swollen from his kisses "your gonna be the death of me" He groaned just before his lips crashed down in a brutal kiss. There was nothing soft or gentle about it. The kiss was full of hunger and need. He didn't want to be tender he wanted Amy to know exactly how he was feeling.
When they eventually parted he pressed his forehead to hers, there heavy breaths mingling.
"I should go" even though it was the last thing he wanted to do Dean released Amy, quickly reaching back to steady her as she wobbled on her feet.
"You ok" he chuckled
"Yup, yep, all good thanks" she brushed off his arm
"I'll call you Ok" he promised "as soon as I know anything I'll be in touch. Bye Amy"
He exited the room taking in big gulps of the fresh air "phew that was close" he said to himself once again having to adjust his jeans before going in to his room.