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Chapter 4
Shiloh's P.O.V
I started rinsing my hair asnd humming a melody from my childhood as I cleaned my body, I was a little surprised by all the scrapes and bruises. My skin was tender and I began to was the rest of my body, I shut off the water and got out feeling the air against me. I pulled a towel around me quickly as the door swung open.
"Excuse me?!" I yelled as I saw Dean standing there looking at me.
I recognized the look in his eyes as he walked in and dropped the empty bottle of whiskey on the floor. He took a step closer and looking down at me, he was towering over me and all I thought was what his thoughts were at this point.
"What do you ne-" He cut me off by his lips crashing down on mine.
He tasted of Jack and I wanted to feel him, it'd been a while for me.
"I want to fuck you." he said tangling his fingers in my hair and pulling my head to the side and started biting my neck.
I moaned and clutched my towel not wanting it to fall, he kept biting and kissing my neck soon he picked me up and put me on the cabinet and spread my legs apart. He smiled mischieviously as he held up two fingers and tranced them down between my breasts and down. I gasped as he teased my clit and added a little pressure. I moaned more and clawed his shoulders as his fingers slipped inside me and hit a spot that drove me wild.
"Does she want me?" He asked refusing to kiss me.
I moaned.
"Yes."
He thrusted his fingers in quickening the pace.
"Then cum for me." He said as he felt my walls tighten around his fingers and my body beginning to tremble.
I gave out a loud desprate moan as my orgasm came crashing down on my unsuspecting nerves.
"Didn't that feel good?" he asked kissing my neck.
I nodded, still trying to get my breath.
"But now I want to get that release too..." He said picking me up and pushing my back against the wall.
I could feel his throbbing cock inside his jeans, he unzipped them and brought it out. He positioned it at my entrance and thrusted up quickly and was inside me. I shook from the pleasure and the aching from the excitment. He started off slow and seeming like he was savoring the feeling of my pussy. I bit my lip and moaned wanting to feel him go faster, I wanted to cum so bad.
"Do you like this?" he asked still going slow.
I whimpered.
"I want you to speed up." I pleaded
He grabbed my waist and started thrusting up hard and quicker.
"like this?" he asked.
I shook my head.
"I want you to really fuck me."
He pulled out leaving me very frustrated and wanting more. He grabbed me by my hair and pulled me over to the sink and bent me over and thrusted back inside me.
"You have such a tight little pussy." he said as he sped up to the speed I wanted.
I started moaning louder and loving the feel of his cock inside me.
I started shaking and getting close but every time I said I was about to cum he'd stop and pull out, prolonging my orgasm. He stuck his cock back in one last time and started fucking me like I was some cheap hooker and I came but he hadn't yet. He picked me up and laid me on the floor pushing my legs against his chest and thrusting in harder and faster than before. He finally came and kissed me one last time and pulled up his pants then walked out of the room.
I grabbed my towel and looked around, I couldn't believe he just walked out. I stood up and pulled on my panties and bra, then the rest of my clothes. I brushed my hair and looked in the mirror, sex had never made me feel so objectified. I wanted to cry but I didn't want Sam to know that I'd fucked Dean. I really liked him, there was something about that intensity that drove me absolutely wild.
"Guys, I'm back!" Sam called from the front door.
I walked out of the bathroom and he smiled a little.
"Ready to cook?" he asked
I nodded and took the grocery bag.
"It looks like ya'll want spaghetti." I said pulling out everything he had gotten.
He nodded.
"Yeah, can you do it?" He asked.
I nodded and kept my eyes down.
"Need help?" he asked.
I shook my head and started cooking.
I cooked and kept my eyes down not looking up at him as he watchd me. He started looking around for Dean.
"Where is Dean?" he asked.
I shrugged my shoulders.
"Last I knew he was drinking." I responded.
He got up and went off to find him.
6 Months Down The Road
I made dinner and had it all done by the time they had returned from their room, I mademy plate and went to the the dining room and sat at the table. I kept my eyes closed and ate not even tasting the food I'd just made. They sat down and kindof just looked at me trying to figure out what had happened to make me act so strange.
I finished eating before he could think of asking and walked out of the house...