Sam Winchester Imagines

DADDY SAMMY

(A/n) So, I swear that I am not a whxre or anything... It's just that I have no ideas for the time being, but I need to update...

Sam pulls you into the motel room just as soon as Baby is out of sight.
He slams the door, abruptly pressing you to the wall - his body holding you in place.
"Sam," you moan out as his lips connect with the sweet spot on your neck.
"Shh... Princess," he grinds forcefully against your center, "it's Daddy, tonight."
The thoughts running through your head are too much to gather. Over all, this is a side of your Sammy that you've never seen before. And it turns you on like hell.
He grinds against you a bit more quickly, "oh, princess. Call me Daddy, or I might get angry."
"Oh, Daddy," you say with a pourn perfect voice. Right after saying it, you instantly feel his rock hard member pressing even further against your center.
"That's right, you can say it louder," he murmurs, smashing his lips to yours.
"Daddy," you nearly squeel as you feel your center heat up with excitement. You've got to be dripping wet by now.
"Undress, princess," he orders as he starts to nearly rip off his own clothes.
Within a matter of seconds, you're both bare.
"Princess, I want you to lay down," he points to the bed with a suggestive smile and an authoritative voice.
You lay down on the bed, legs spread wide open.
"Now I want you to rub yourself," he says as he starts to pump himself.
"Yes daddy," you moan as you start to rub your clxt.
You start out rubbing yourself gently, them proceed with becoming a bit rougher.
You feel your high starting to build up as you see that Sam's eyes now look like those of a demon's, clouded by the darkening of lust.
"Daddy," you moan out as he palms himself a bit quicker.
"I'm so close," you whine to him.
"Baby girl," he groans as he positions himself between your legs.
"I want to stretch you out so much this time," he rubs his heated member against your clxt.
"Oh Daddy, please," you flutter your eyes at him.
"Beg louder," he commands you while rubbing even more harshly against your clxt.
"DADDY PLEASE!"
That's all that it takes. Whether it be the pitch of your voice, or the word selection - he slams into you.
You moan loudly as he pulls back and goes down even rougher.
"You're still so tight, princess," he groans out as the friction is about to send you over the edge.
"Stretch me, Daddy," you cry out as you dig your nails into his back.
He slams his lips to the crook in your neck, still thrusting roughly.
"Oh Daddy!" You scream out as he bites your skin, then running his tongue over it.
You start to lift your hips up to meet his, your legs starting to shake harshly.
"Oh my God," you screech as he slams into your G-spot for what seems to be the hundredth time.
"I'm almost there," you cry out.
"Let loose, baby girl," he groans.
Your back falls against the soft sheets, your orgâsm spilling onto his member.
He latches his fingers around your hips as he slams into you a few more times.
"(Y/N)! Oh, baby!" He screams out as his hot speed flows into you.
He manages to sloppily ride out your highs, then plopping down next to you.
He pulls your soft body up against his firm and sweat lined one, lying his head in your hair.
"You have a daddy kink?" You ask with a soft yet curious voice.
"And you like being stretched," he chuckles.
"Touché."