Thought I’d have a drink before heading home,” she says, her head tilting slightly. Porn Sam shakes his head sadly and exhales loudly. Sam’s fingers sink into her soaked heat and he moans into her mouth as his arousal twitches. “I…”
Taking a risk, Sam cups her face in his palm and dusts his lips over hers. It’s reverent and lazy. Sam feels Dean’s eyes on him and rubs the bridge of his nose when his big brother gives him the thumbs up from the booth. She’s shorter than he’d thought – probably a full foot shorter than he is even with her heels – but there’s something about the way she fits snugly against his chest. His gaze sweeps over the faux wrap style of her dress, flowing upward to the oval pendant resting just above her cleavage.




















