Chapter two:
Feeling cool hands run across her arm she smiled and mumbled, 'Dean you better have a really good reason for disturbing my beauty sleep.'
Her body ached for him to touch her again. She pressed her body against his as she turned over to find his arms encircling her.
She knew Dean was smiling in the dark she practically could sense it, 'Well I always have a good reason.' He kissed her softly. Breathing in the deep scent of Dean she sighed. He smelt of leather and gun powder a delicious combination.
'Dean you haven't been gone that long.'
She gasped as she felt his lips travelled down to her navel kissing and nipping as they caressed her. She ran her fingers through his hair as he softly pulled down her shorts kissing and licking as he went. She felt across his back the toned muscles beneath the soft grey jumper that fit him perfect was one of her favourites.
Her hands found his buckle of his jeans pulling them open. He laughed as he whispered, 'Well it feels like forever.' He was already pulling the top over his head as he softly rubbed her breasts. Her nipples were erect and she gasped softly as he sucked and plumped them. She found his mouth his tongue strong probed deeper as his hands roamed across her beautiful body.
Guiding him inside her she groaned with pleasure. She was already wet she waited for him to part the swollen flesh to enter her. The desire for him to enter her increased. His cock filled her entirely she dug her nails into his back and her muscles within her clenched around him.
Their bodies rode a perfect crest. The sweat rippled down between them as they pumped into one another. The world blurred around the edges and she bit down on her lip as she climaxed her orgasm mounting fast. Their bodies collapsed into one another and she smiled as he kissed her wrapping his arms around her they held one another as their breathing quietened.
Her heart beat pounded in her ears, 'God I missed you Dean.' She whispered.
The morning light filtered in through the curtains. Watching Dean sleep she smiled he looked adorable. She stiffened as she heard the first strains of John murmuring in the next room. He had almost slept right through the night which was a good thing.
Untangling her legs from Dean's she left the bed picking up Dean's shirt from the floor she padded to her son's room. 'Hey little man. You sleep well?' She picked up the wriggling infant and cradled him. His big green eyes stared into her eyes and he smiled. 'Let's get you changed and ready to see Daddy.'
She changed his nappy and dressed him in a little green top and some blue jeans. Carrying him into the room she snorted. She never realised how similar Dean and J slept, 'Come on Daddy's still asleep.' She pushed back the covers and placing John carefully on the cover she got back into bed. Dean moved restlessly and slowly opened his eyes.
'Hey!' His voice was still thick with sleep. Pushing up in bed he took John out of Tess's arms. 'Hey little man. Have you been looking after your mum?' J smiled and gurgled. Dean laughed. 'Well I guess I'll take that as a yes.'
Dean's face was a picture. Every time he saw his son he would fall deeper in love with him as if that were at all possible. Tess watched the two of them interact she loved to just sit and be the bystander for a while. 'Wow he seems to have grown bigger.'
'Yeah you'd be surprised.' Snuggling closer she smiled, 'He's got the appetite like his father I'm afraid.' Dean laughed.
'Yeah I guess he would do. He's gotta have some bad habits from his dad so yeah eating us out of house and home then yeah. Speaking of which I'm starved.'
Tess smiled, 'Well so am I.' Picking up John she made her way to the door but turned to wait for him.
Dean watched her move. The shirt he had been wearing the night before hung provocatively low over her bum. She'd folded the sleeves up her shapely legs and pert breasts looked so desirable.
His body tingled and he felt the desire for her well inside. She turned and stared at him smiling and duly noticing his desire from under the covers. He loved the way she moved but most of the time he got tongue tied in regards the way she stared at him. The first time they had met those big blue eyes made him feel so invincible. He felt that every time she looked at him he was loved and wanted. 'Well Mr Winchester you gonna make me wait?'
She smiled flirting at him with her eyes and impatiently standing in the doorway with John resting on her hip.
'No, I'm coming Mrs Winchester.' Smirking he pulled on his boxer shorts the three of them made their way to the kitchen.
