They got to the motel room and then flopped down on the bed.
"Look Joanna." Dean began.
"Come on I told you the name's Jo." Then she whispered in his ear
"Call me Jo." She said , then pressed her lips to his. Dean couldn't resist, he slid his hands around her waist, returning her kiss. He then moved his hands under her shirt and pulled her blouse up and over her head, and then threw it on the floor.
"You know, I could get in a lot of trouble for this." Dean said.
"What, you still afraid of my mother." She said sarcastically.
"Hey, she can be pretty damn scary. Not to mention dangerous, she has a gun you know."
"I'm aware." Jo said with a laugh. She pushed back so she was sitting on her knees and he sat up. She pulled off his shirt and put one hand on his chest. She pushed him back down gently.
She was laying on top until he rolled over and kissed her neck. He brought his hands up and pushed down her jeans. When they were past her knees she kicked them off. She pulled her hands up while underneath him to take his jeans off. She unbuckled them and then slid them off.
Dean pulled her closer to him,kissing her, one hand on her waist. They rolled over, both of them fighting for control. He then put the other hand first threw her hair, to her neck, down her spine, pulling off her panties as he went. His boxers were off before he knew it.
Jo was fiesty, he was going to enjoy this.
He unhooked her bra and she threw it off. He wanted to be gentle, but he wanted her so bad. They were all over the place before they realized, moaning and groaning and enjoying every moment of it.
Dean woke up the next morning feeling a bit groggy. Remembering last night he looked over at Jo.
What had he done? Ellen was going to kill him if she ever found out. He thought. Should he run now like he did with all of those other girls. He was furious with himself to have let it get that far, but it wasn't like he hadn't had feelings for her before he slept with her.