PLEASE NOTE: This is not one continual story, each chapter is a separate requested one shot. I have just grouped them all together to make it easier for people to read
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''Are you going to have dessert?'' you asked as you read over the dessert options
''I could eat something sweet'' Dean replied as his hand moved to rest on your leg
You stared at him as his hand slowly ascended ''Dean'' you warned ''We're in public'' you pushed his hand away from you but he wasn't having it
When Dean was in the mood nothing could stop him and you now realized why he'd insisted on sitting at the booth right at the back of the restaurant. He placed his hand back on your thigh, this time a little higher and it wasn't long before you felt him pull your panties to one side. Your eyes fluttered and you gripped the side of the table as Dean slid a finger into you
The waitress chose that very moment to make her way over to your table
''Can I get you anything else?'' she asked, her pen poised over her notepad to take down any orders
Dean pulled his fingers out slightly and you let out a sigh of relief
''Um I'm fine for the moment'' Dean replied. He pushed back in with two fingers this time ''What about you babe?''
You were pretty sure the old woman in the booth opposite knew exactly what was going on as she looked in your direction. You were so self-conscious about not drawing attention to what was happening that you'd convinced yourself that everyone in the restaurant knew what was going on, even the chef. You were trying so hard not to moan, swear or worst yet, lay back and just let Dean have his way with you in front of all these people.
The waitress was looking at you impatiently ''Just the bill please sweetheart'' Dean finally answered
Dean's fingers sped up as the waitress walked away and you could feel your orgasm rapidly approaching as you buried your head in Dean's shoulder. You finally let out a moan as your orgasm washed over you and Dean pulled his fingers out of you, smirking as he brought his fingers up to his mouth. He sucked on them and let out a filthy moan that went straight to your neither regions. You stared at him, torn between wanting to curse him out and jump his bones. The waitress returned with the bill and Dean quickly took care of it
''How about we carry this on back at the hotel?'' he asked as he placed his wallet back into the pocket of his leather jacket
You'd never stood up so fast and he laughed at you as you faltered slightly on wobbly legs. As you left the restaurant you promised yourself that you'd get your own the back next time you went to a restaurant
