Please Don't Leave - Part Two

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Song: Florida Kilos - Lana Del Rey (Yas)

Your hands quickly unfastened Sam's belt and unzipped his pants, tugging them forcefully down below his hips along with his boxers. You took off the rest of your clothes, and Sam helped you take off his. You looked up and gave Sam an innocent, puppy dog look. His teeth bit down on his bottom lips as you wrapped your hand around his length. His breath was rugged and uneasy, and they begged for more. His hands reached up above you and held onto the headboard of the bed for support. His hands gripped it tightly and his knuckles turned white. You couldn't take the sounds he made, the faces, the way his body thrusted forward for more. You turned around in front of him, holding onto the headboard like Sam was. You layed your head down, putting your ass high in the air like you imagined Sam liked it. And he did.

He grabbed onto your hips and put himself inside of you, not letting the time to feel every surface and spot you owned be wasted. His hand wrapped around your neck lightly, holding your head up so you could look into his eyes. Every time you'd squint them he'd slap your ass, being sure to leave a red mark. His dark eyes were focused on your tear filled ones. His stare scared you but turned you on. Sam always had that effect on you.

Every time Sam thrusted himself into you, the bed pounded against the wall. You were sure everyone in the motel could hear, but you had not a worry in the world.

Sam brought his head between your neck and put one of his hands in your hair, and one between your legs. His fingers played with you while he still thrusted into you. The feeling was overwhelming, and Sam talking dirty to you only worsened your stable condition.
"Aw, are you gonna come?" Sam snickered, biting your exposed neck. Shivers shot through your body and your orgasm shot through you next. He still thrusted into you, making you scream.

"SAM." You panted, feeling your second orgasm build up.

"I'm not gonna stop until your come is dripping off my cock." Sam grunted, readjusting his weight back onto the headboard and slamming into you harder. Your second orgasm washed over you, your cheeks were blood red, and your forehead was sweaty.

Your pants filled Sam's ears with what he loved to hear. His thrusts still didn't stop, he tried to make you come as many times possible. His body held it's frame, and his thrusts kept their rhythm, and his breath stayed deep and husky.

Your body was so sensitive, but Sam wasn't gonna stop until you were completely limp and come covered. His mouth bit at your neck and breast, moaning on your glistened skin. You lost track of how many times you came, but it was a lot. More than you've ever came in one go before.

His breath stiffened, and his body got faster as he approached his climax. He pulled out of you and grabbed your hair, bringing you in front of him. He hovered above you, touching himself.

"Where do you want it?" He muttered, trying to hold in his orgasm.

"I want to taste you." You panted back, opening your mouth.

He stroked himself faster until he couldn't hold it in any longer. His come covered your face and mouth, and Sam grunted at the sight of you.

You swallowed his load and licked the rest off your fingers. Sam licked your mouth and cheek, tasting himself on you. No man has ever done that, and it turned you on again. He helped you move your hair out of your face, running his finger along your pouty lips.

You watched as he got up and went to the bathroom, coming back after the sink turned off. He walked out and grabbed his boxers off the floor, putting them back on.

"Dean will be back soon, you should get dressed." Sam sat in the chair across from the bed you were sprawled out on.

"Why? I don't think he'd mind." You were testing his sanity, you loved his territorial attitude.

"Because you're mine and if you don't get dressed, I'll fuck you again. But you won't come next time." He growled, giving you the angry face you secretly enjoyed.

"Yes, Sir." You bit your lip, grabbing your pile of clothes and heading to the bathroom. Sam watched as you swayed your hips past him and shut the door. You took a shower and got dressed, coming out to see Sam was gone and everything was clean. You heard the impala, and you quickly grabbed a book and layed down.

Dean opened the door and closed it behind him, placing the keys on the motel table. He coughed to get your attention, as if you didn't know he was there.

"How was it?" Dean asked, grabbing a beer from the motel fridge and sitting in the chair Sam was earlier.

"How was what?" You totally forgot about what you had said to Dean before he left. "Oh, it was good. Nothing went wrong."

"Mm," He took a gulp, and gave you the suspicious brows. "Did you solve things with Sammy?"

"Yep. Everything's.." You thought for a word that wouldn't sound like you were lying, or like his brother just fucked you limp. "Settled now." You finished, going back to reading your book.

"What'd you two do?" Dean asked, leaving you unsure of what to say. Just then Sam walked in the door and made Dean's attention drift from you. Sam also grabbed a beer and sat at the table, making conversation with his brother.

You sighed and tried to mind your own business, but you felt Sam's occasional glare on your body. It sent chills down your spine and to your feet.

"Well," Dean stood up, placing the empty beer bottle down on the table where Sam sat. "I'm heading to bed. See you two tomorrow."

He walked into the next room and left you and Sam alone in silence. You turned out the light, expecting Sam to take the bed next to you, but instead he layed in the bed with you. His arms wrapped around you as his body pressed up behind you. He kissed your shoulder and went to sleep, leaving you alone to think of what the hell had happened today. All you hoped was that Sam was still laying next to you when you woke up.

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