I had this idea in my head for awhile now so I decided to go with it.

Dean knew he had picked a real winner when he first locked eyes with her at the bar. She was a petite red head with the most smoldering eyes he had ever seen, but there was also a touch of innocence about her.

He usually preferred blondes and on occasion brunettes depending how hot the chick was, but this one took him places he had never been.

This was their fifth time going on at like wild animals in heat. Around the third time they had broken the bed at the motel room. He had NEVER broken a bed before and he was turned on by the lengths this wild cat was willing to go.

"Dean, you are so fucking hot," she gasped under him.

He smirked wiping the sweat of his forehead. Some of it dripped onto her luscious hair.

"Amber, baby you haven't seen anything yet," he said crushing his lips over hers.

He heard her moan in pleasure. "That's the spot."

"Get ready baby because I'm coming."

He arched his back and felt a nerve pull on his lower back and he cursed in pain collapsing on her.

"Son of a bitch," he muttered in agony. He couldn't even move!

He felt her trying to get him off of her. "Dean, what the hell?"

"My back gave out! I can't move!" He cried humiliated.

"Your kidding me, right?" she scoffed.

"Do I look like I'm fucking kidding?"

"Don't get mad at me!"

"Technically you are to blame for this!"

"For your information I wanted to stop last round but your so fucking horny! GET THE FUCK OFF OF ME!" She yelled.

Dean grunted. "I'm trying!" He gritted through his teeth.

Dean heard the door open and closed his eye. "Please don't let it be, Sammy," he repeated over and over.

"Gross! Dude, we've talked about this! If your going to occupy the room then put a rag or something on the knob outside," Sam said disgusted.

Dean opened his eyes. "I'll remember that next time, Sammy."

"Can you get your brother off of me?" Amber pleaded. "He weights a ton!"

"I do not!" Dean yelled angry.

"Why can't you get off her yourself?" Sam asked with his back turned from them.

"Son of a bitch," Dean growled. "I hurt my back alright!"

Sam started laughing. "You hurt your back during sex?"

"It's not funny. Shut the hell up!" Dean snapped.

Sam couldn't control his laughter anymore.

"SAM!"

A/N: This was completely different for me to write compared to my other stories.