Killing For Love

Chapter 42

WARNING: This is a lemon chapter.

Dean POV

"Can we please go now, I'm getting really creeped out." Megan says nervously, glancing around at the shadows around us.

I sigh and shake my head, then say. "They slashed my tires, Megan. We can't go anywhere right now. Although, I do have four spares in the trunk, but it's way too dark out right now. It'll be safer to fix my car in the morning."

Megan gives me an amused look, then asks. "Since when are you afraid of the dark, Dean?"

"I'm not afraid of anything. The only reason as to why I don't want to risk it, is because you're here. If I was alone, then I would have no problem fixing the car right now." I explain, looking slightly offended.

"And yet you nearly got yourself killed. If I wasn't here, you'd be dead by now. Some assassin you are." Megan points out, giving me a sly smirk.

She's really hot when she does that, maybe this is a good time to continue what we started earlier....

"Oh, you'll pay for that." I say in a low and slightly seductive voice.

Before Megan can react, I smash my lips onto hers. When I pull back, I slide out of my seat and climb into the back seat, where we will have more room.

Megan crawls onto the middle compartment in the front, and I lean forward and grab onto her waist. She wraps her arms around my neck, and we start kissing again.

Without breaking the kiss, I pull her into the back seat with me. She sits on my lap, straddling me, but I soon push her onto her back, so she's laying down.

I start kissing down her neck, briefly stopping at her spot, then continuing all the way down to her collarbone.

She runs her hands through my hair, her long nails sending shockwaves of pleasure into my skull and down my body.

I pull back, rip my shirt off, then lean over Megan again, and take her shirt off.

I then lean even closer to her, and whisper in her ear. "It's going to get cold tonight, so we need to keep warm."

"Good thing we have each other then." She says quietly, wrapping her arms around my neck and pulling me in for another kiss.

As we're kissing, my hands trail down her body, eventually leading to her pants. I feel around for her belt, and manage to undo it, so I can take them off.

Once her pants are gone, I briefly pull back, and take mine off.

I return to my position on top of her, and we continue kissing, more fiercely this time.

Soon, the windows of the car are fogged up from our make out session, which is a good thing, just in case any perverts decide to stroll by.

I reach behind Megan, and unclip her bra, throwing it to the side with the rest of our clothes. I then reach down to her underwear and pull off her final piece of clothing.

I take off my own underwear, but pause before I go any further.

"You sure you're okay with this?" I ask breathlessly, sweat dripping from my hair and onto her chest.

Megan nods, too breathless to speak.

I may be a criminal who steals and murders, but I do not take advantage of girls. Yes, I've had sex several times before with several different girls, but I have never forced myself on any of them.

I want to make sure that Megan knows that I'm not that kind of guy. Yes I'm an arrogant bad boy, but I'm no rapist.

As far as I can tell, I think she gets the message.

I lean back down and smash my lips back onto hers, then pull back and shove myself inside her (for the third time I might add).

Shockwaves of pleasure ricochet throughout my body, as I let out a groan.

Megan does the same, as she pulls me down towards her again. Her hands trail from my neck, grazing over my upper back and shoulder blades, then down my arms.

Once her hands are wrapped around my wrists, I grab onto her's and pin them down above her head.

I lower my head back down to her neck, and start kissing from her jawline, all the way down to her chest.

Moments later, I start to feel the buildup inside me, as I hit my peak.

I gasp in pleasure, as Megan lets a moan out right in my ear, which causes a shiver to travel down my spine.

I give Megan one last passionate kiss, then pull myself out of her.

We're both gasping breathlessly and the windows around us are practically white.

I then lay down, as I feel my energy start to slip away from me.

I wrap my arms around Megan's lower back, and pull her on top of me. She lays her head on my chest, and wraps her arms back around my neck.

I kiss her on the top of her head, then lay my head down on the seat.

I gently stroke her damp hair in a rhythmic pattern, and close my eyes.

It only takes a few seconds for me to fall asleep, with my world laying on my chest.