Best friends boyfriend - Dean

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"Hey! You look great!" Your best friend greeted you from the other side of the door as she invited you into her lovely home. "Thanks, as do you." You smiled at her, transfixing your eyes to her boyfriend who leaned against the wall, watching you intently. She brought you over to him, he wore jeans and a white dress shirt with black slick shoes. You looked away from his outfit and shook his hand.

"Dean." He informed you as your best friend watched you greet each other.

"(Y/N)." You replied, his stare was setting you on fire. What was with him? You shrugged it off and went your way into the dining room.

"Let me." Dean pulled the chair out of the table and waited till you sat down to walk away. He sat next to your best friend (his girlfriend) and he was straight across from you. His eyes glared seductively at you again. Your friend went into the kitchen to grab supper and left you and Dean alone. The awkward silence was killing you.

"So. How long have you and (Y/BFFS/N) been together?" His eyes glanced away from your cleavage and connected with your shining (Y/E/C) eyes.

"11 months last week." He spoke sweetly. His voice was so hot you almost melted. Stop. What are you doing? This is your best friends man!

"Oh, nice," She returned with the bowls and plates of food, gibbering on about how sorry she was for how long she took. You hadn't even noticed. "Looks delicious." You smiled sweetly at her.

"So fucking hungry." Dean growled, looking at you and not at his food. Shit. It went straight to your core. You choked, taking a sip of wine and getting up. "Excuse me." You found your way upstairs through this huge house to the bathroom. You swung inside, locking it. You leaned against the wall, taking a deep breath to recollect your sanity. God. This wasn't happening.

You walked over to the sink, patting your cheeks with cold water and washing your hands. Knock knock knock. You stopped the running water and threw your head around, feeling your heart rapidly pick up. You unlocked and opened the door seeing Dean.

"(Y/BFFS/N) Wanted me to come check on you. Are you okay?" You breath hitched and Dean noticed.

"Uh-h yeah yeah. Fine." You turned around, shutting the door only for it to be stopped by Dean's foot in the way. He pushed himself inside, locking it and pinning you against the wall. His mouth attached to your neck, licking and biting. "D-Dean." You moaned, pulling his hair and pushing your eager body into his. His bulge brushed against your thigh, making you whine in need. "Shhh," His fingers stopped in the center of your lips, "Wouldn't want (Y/BFFS/N) to hear would we?" Dean snickered, lifting you up and setting you on the bathroom counter. He pulled up your dress to your stomach while his other hand pulled down your lace undies. His mouth worked circles on your sex as his fingers shoved into you. You bit your tongue to hold back the screams you were dying to give.

His eyes shot up to watch your face as he fingered you. His mouth pushing into yours swallowing your pleasurable pleas. "Dean." You mumbled into his mouth, feeling his smirk spread against your face. You felt a knot form in your pit as he continued his fast pace. This was so wrong, but this man was irresistible.

"You better hurry up and cum, she'll be wondering where we are." Dean only thrusted his fingers faster, trying to make you climax. You arched your back against the bathroom mirror, eagerly clawing at your high. So close. Knock knock. "Fuck." You muttered, trying to pull away from Dean but he held you steady and only finger fucked you faster. "Fuck." You whined again, feeling yourself clench and explode over Dean's hand. His eyes squinted in satisfaction as he watched your body tense and relax. It took everything you had not to scream in ecstasy.

"(Y/N)?" You heard your friend call from the other side of the door, "Are you okay?" You could barely form words to speak.

"Y-Y-Yes. I'll be right out." You watched as Dean laughed quietly. You climbed off the counter, pulling your dress down. Dean washed his hands and fixed his clothing.

"Next time," Dean got close to you, his breath lingered on your lips. "It's my turn." He walked out like nothing had happened. You took a few minutes to wait until it wasn't suspicious and some time to breath and transfix on what had just gone down. You walked out downstairs, seeing them talking to one another. You took your original seat.

"Sorry," You gulped, eyeing the both of them, "Lady issues."

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