Distracting Sex [Locked to Anna] - NSFW

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Continued from hereAnna's legs wrapped around his hips and her hands roaming over the expanse of his exposed skin didn't make the trip toward the bed any faster. He would stop every few steps to kiss her deeply and adjust her weight on him, which caused more friction. When his knees finally hit the edge of the mattress he turned around so that he

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[1900angel]

Anna realized vaguely in the back of her mind that this was the first time she'd be completely 100% naked in front of Dean, though it didn't change anything.

She inhaled sharply at the sensation of his mouth. Anna's fingers threaded through his hair as her left hand kept her steady, holding his shoulder to keep herself upright. Her hips wriggled, moving slightly up and down against Dean's lap from distinct physical want.

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The moment that Anna began to wiggle on Dean's lap the higher function of his brain left him and it was all about physical need, hunger and satisfaction.

As much as he enjoyed Anna on his lap, and he liked it a lot, he wanted her naked on his lap even more. Reluctantly, Dean released her nipple with a soft sound and set her on her feet in front of him. His fingers made quick work on the fastening of her pants and even less time to push the material down her hips. Dean leaned in to place a wet, open mouthed kiss on her abdomen before he shifted their positions with Anna on the mattress and him standing beside it.

As quick as he removed Anna's clothes, his were dispatched even faster and he almost sighed in relief when the restriction left his body. Their clothes were tangled together on the floor, just as their limbs would be shortly. Fortunately for Dean he had the presence of mind, just barely, to reach for a condom.

[1900angel]

Anna's sense of urgency coursed within her. Her breathing was heavy and her eyes were intent on Dean as he removed his clothes. She remembered his body, knew what it looked like, but it still sent a spark through her that went straight between her legs.

While she was lying on the bed, she reached up and slid her right hand along the back of his neck with the tips of her fingers burying in the line of his hair. Anna tugged him forward as she leaned up to catch his mouth again with hers while her free hand glided down his abdomen and palmed his excitement.

He tasted good, felt good, but she wanted more, and everything in her heated touch shouted it.

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Anna's urgency was catching and the moment that she wrapped her fingers around him, Dean's hips bucked forward. There was nothing that he wanted more than to sink deep within her. He returned her heated kiss and pressed his body down on hers.

There was a sharp inhale of breath as skin touched skin, but he let Anna dictate how fast they went.