Resturant Sex with Sam

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"Sam" I yell from the bedroom to the bathroom.
"Yes?" I hear Sam yell back.
"Hurry up baby" I shout back, "We're going to be late." Silence. I hear footsteps coming closer to the room and I look to see Sam Winchester, in a fancy black suit with a blue tie... And his hair is wet.

"Sam are you serious" I snap at him.
"What's wrong y/n" he questions.
"That" I point to his wet long hair. His mouth turns into a frown.
"Please don't refer to my hair as 'that" he softly says, "it has feelings too."
I roll my eyes and go closer to him.

I'm so close to him now I can feel him breathe. I playfully smack his chest and give him a kiss on his jawline.

"I'm sorry I upset your hair" I sigh. Sam lets out a quiet laugh.
"You're too cute" he smirks and kisses the top of my head, "by the way, don't you think that dress is showing a bit much" he points out.

"It's nothing really" I say as I look at the mirror. I see myself wearing a long maroon satin dress. It splits on my left leg and ends up near my thigh. The dress is held by a spaghetti strap and shows enough cleavage to give Sam a tease of what's to come later when he rips it off me. My long black hair is put into beautiful curls and is held by a clip on one side. My back open toe heels show off my long legs and match my sliver small helix earring.
"I don't see the problem" I say still looking at my breathtaking dress.

Sam comes closer to me.
"Y/n I can literally see everything. And I don't want every horny guy out there looking at you. Because I'm the only one allowed to look." He whispers, "and to see what's underneath" he grins. He comes closer to my level and starts to kiss my neck and suck on my sweet spot.

"Suck it up Sammy" I grin. I hear him sigh and softly hit his cheek. "Don't worry baby, only one person is going to be ripping this dress off of me tonight though" I say and wink. He blushes and smiles under his breathe.
"I'm still upset about this" he says. I change the topic quickly before we start fighting about how protective he is.

"Samuel for real go blow dry your hair. We're going to be late" I interrupt the silence.
"Alright give me ten minutes" he responds.
"Five"
"Eight"
"Five"
"Seven"
"Five"
"We'll see" he cuts the pattern of our speeches.
"Okay I'll be waiting, please hurry. I don't want to be late to this dinner" I whine.
"Okay" he answers and swiftly leaves the room.

Twenty minutes later we're in the impala after Dean gives Sam another lecture on how to take care of it. We sit in silence most of the car ride because any conversation is going to lead on my dress and how late we are.

We finally arrive to the restaurant and Sam opens the door for me.
"What a gentleman" I softly say. He smiles and gives the keys to the valet services. He motions his arms for me to lock my arm in his. And leads us inside.
"See we aren't the only ones late" he says ask he points to our half empty table. I stay quiet until we sit in our seats.

Everybody greets us and start up up small conversation while we wait for our other co-workers.
"Diana how are the kids" I ask.
"They are doing great they keep asking me about you" Diana responds.
I chuckle "well I really mis-" I stop as I feel Sam's hand go up my thigh. I look at Diana and she's waiting for me to finish. "I really miss them I hope you guys can visit us soon"
"I'll remember that offer" she laughs.

I look down at my legs and hold Sam's hands trying to make him stop. I give him a 'not now' look. He brushes it off and easily escapes my grasp. His hand makes its way on my panties and he grins knowing I'm wet. He slowly starts rubbing my clit through the thin clothing that stands behind his fingers and my skin. I gulp and smile at the other people sitting.

I hold back my moans as Sam starts rubbing faster. And that's when I attack his hand with my mine hoping he gets the signal to please stop.
He moves closer to me so I can feel his breathe on my neck.
"Wait until you see what I have in store for you because of this dress" he whispers. His hand found its way to the inside of my panties and I can feel his warm fingers trying go in me.

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