She pumps him slowly and deliberately before straddling his hips and sinking onto him. XXNX His hands close around her wrists and she feels a silken cording looping around them. A calloused hand strokes over her forearm as she leans in to talk to him. For years, he perfected the art of getting into and out of women’s beds quickly. The change in angle – the added stimulation to the bundle of nerves nestled between her thighs – makes her shiver. Not like she hasn’t known from the moment he walked through her door that this was where things were heading. “Dean? That would never be enough.. Was Dean driven by an unspeakable force? It’s not often he gives in and gives himself over this way. Was Dean driven by an unspeakable force? They drag over her in tantalizing strokes ranging from barely there whispers to
