Sam and Dove spent the next few days cooped up in the house. He'd prepare the meals according to her direction. She always insisted he eat first and she would struggle with her fork until he was done and then he'd feed her. Shower time was as clinical as if they were strangers. He'd affixed 'puffy shower thingies' to the bags for her hands and he used one on stick to do her back. He washed her hair in the sink and combed it out for her. She helped with his sponge bath; washing his back using the same puffy-thing-adorned bags she used on herself. They were the model of patient and caregiver, always mindful of the other's modesty, never ogling or groping.

They did research for other hunters and worked the phones covering with local law enforcement. Sam even went out with the tow truck a few times.

They talked about everything, except Sam's family issues. Dove talked about losing her Dad. Sometimes there were tears, sometimes laughter, but always comfort. They spent countless hours making out like high school freshman; constantly kissing and branding each other with hickies. They didn't have another make-out session that lead to complete sexual release but both were OK with that.

After the first night, Dove took to sleeping on the pull-out with Sam. He found sleeping in a sitting position most comfortable, so she would curl herself up and sleep sideways. She faced away from him, using his good leg as a pillow. Sometimes she would make little circles on his leg with her few movable fingers. He would lull her to sleep by stroking her hair.

Bobby called daily. On day five, the coven extraction was finally done, but he was moving on from Wyoming to a possible werewolf in Oregon. He told them to use his cash to buy food when they get low. He'd called a local doc who was privy to their situation, saying "Git your asses to see'em. He knows hunters work past more pain than normal folks." Bobby also suggested they take in a movie while they get out.

They were enjoying their time 'in', but agreed and planned a day out. It was the Best. Day. Ever. Dove got her left cast replaced with a plastic and Velcro one, so she had almost complete use of her hand. Her right one was reduced from a club to something that actually let her wiggle her fingers, if only a little. Sam's plaster ankle cast was replaced by a more suitable polycarbonate walking one. His knee brace was going to have to stay, but he was given permission to take an actual shower, provided he use a chair and not stand on his leg at all while un-braced. They had a leisurely lunch in a restaurant with white tablecloths and fresh flowers on the table. The revival theater was showing "Dial M for Murder". They grabbed a small, quick dinner after the movie. Two hours in the grocery store and they were headed for 'home'.

It was just after 10:00. Dove leaned into Sam, nuzzled his chest and made the most amazing 'Ummm' sound that reverberated through him.

"Tired, huh?" Her left hand stroked his bare thigh and his shorts twitched. She cupped his balls through his shorts and she glided her hand up past the head of his cock. He groaned and gripped the wheel as blood rushed to his dick. Is this really happening? The 30 miles out to the Salvage yard are… Gonna. Kill. Me.

She maintained her ministrations through his shorts then leaned down, opened her mouth wide over his cock and exhaled forcibly, sending her hot breath through the fabric and causing him to further enlarge.

FuckDovemouthshitdriveshitfuck He huffed out "Dove" trying to admonish her, but his pleading for more couldn't be disguised. She sent another hot breath over him as she shifted to her stomach on the bench seat. She pulled on the elastic of his shorts. Self-control has left the fucking state. He helped her push them, along with his boxer-briefs down past his hips, when his length sprang out, she gasped "Sam, you're massive." I'll never be able to deep throat all that.

And that's not even its full potential. He laughed embarrassedly "You've helped me with my sponge baths, are you saying you never noticed at all? I was pretty um, excited just having you in the room."

"I washed your back and I was careful to not look. I wanted this moment to be hot and sexy, not clinical." She never stopped exhaling against his cock and running her fingers with feather-light touches along his balls and shaft.

"Well, your st-steamy breath-th on my har-rd cock is fuck-king hot and sexy, al-right."

"What language! You've never talked like that before." Who'd think that Sam, the gentleman, would have such a filthy mouth?

"You've nev-ver done tha-at before." Sam's inner gentleman rose past lust and desire "I h-hope I didn't off-fend-" Her tongue darted out and made a small circle just under the head and he whined. "Oh God, Dove…"

"I'm running my fingers over your balls, stroking your massive dick and" she licked the entirety of his shaft then exhaled against the wetness "sending my steamy breath to your hard cock aren't I?"

Fucksucknowfuckgodhot He groaned at her reply. "So you like the d-dirty talk? Excellent. Wrap your hand around my huge dick and jack me off."

"Whoa, Tiger. I said I liked the dirty talk; I don't take commands, only requests. Try that again." Another lick along his shaft; he shuddered and hissed.

fuckfuckgodgodgodfuck "You wa-ant me to say pleass-sse?" I'll beg if that's what you want "Do-ove will you please wr-wr-rap your ama-zing fingers around my hard co-ock?"

"Saying 'please' is optional, just don't sound so demanding." She licked more circles under his head "I'm still wearing a cast on my palm so" She quickly gripped his cock tight and pulled up with a twist. He moaned in time with her jerks as she repeated the action. "You tell me if it hurts or chafes, OK?"

Godgodgodfuckfuckfuck "Uuuuggghhhuuuhhh"

"I'll take that as a yes." She kept jacking him off and licked little circles onto this cock. She released his shaft, reached down and squeezed his balls. The truck jerked and swerved on the road as he moaned again.

And then she did it. Without warning, she wrapped her gorgeous lips around the head of his cock and took him in as far as she possibly could; rubbing her tongue against the vein and swallowing against it as she covered him. Her hand worked the base and Sam screamed in ecstasy as he let the truck glide to a stop on the side of the road.

FuckgoodgodfuckDovefuckgoodwowfuck Sam concentrated on the blowjob and his breathing. "Dove baby, your hot mouth fucking my cock feels amazing. Ooohhh Dove, Dove fuck me, suck me, that's it, baby run your tongue on my cock again. Dove Dove Dove." Fuckfuckhotwetsuckgodgodgod She pulled up to the head and sucked hard as she grazed him with her teeth and lapped her tongue across the tip.

I didn't know giving head could be this much fun, Sam is so animated and vocal.

"Dove, Oh god, Dove, keep fucking me with your wet, sexy mouth, baby, that feels so good." She began to rapidly take him in as far as she could then slid her mouth up the spit-soaked shaft over and over again. All the while her tongue played against his cock and sent waves of pleasure through him.

The slurping noises coming from his crotch were driving him crazy with desire for her. fucksuckgodfuckfuckfuckwethotDove "Baby I wanna kiss you, I wanna fuck your mouth with my tongue, Dove pleassse."

She released him with a painfully slow, drawn-out process circling her tongue along his cock as she gradually rose to the tip and sucked hard against it before letting it pop out of her mouth. Immediately Sam reached down to her face and pulled her up to him crashing his lips on hers and ramming his tongue into her mouth, swiping it along her teeth, the roof of her mouth and battling her tongue for dominance. She tasted like his salty cock and sweet pre-come, but her flavor of peaches and sage was there too. He moaned as she bit his tongue firmly as he slowly pulled it out of her mouth.

"We've got less than ten miles to go, why don't you start driving again?" She'd never stopped jacking him off and he groaned as he watched her hand pumping him.

"That is so fucking hot, Dove. You're so amazing"

He put the truck in gear and she smiled. "I think I can time this so you're coming as we pull up to the house." Before he could reply her mouth was back on his dick and she was sucking harder than ever.

"With the way your hot mouth is fucking my cock I doubt I can last that long." It was the last truly intelligible thing he said for twenty minutes. fuckfuckhotwetDovesuckgodfuckgodgod

He stopped the truck by the front porch and Sam released a low groan that morphed into an outright scream of gratification as she swallowed against him and took all his hot cum down her throat.

Sam's head lolled back, his eyes were glassy and he was mumbling incoherently. Dove sat up, smiled and kissed his cheek. "I'll get the frozen and cold stuff put away." She grabbed a bag of groceries and headed for the house. A few minutes later she returned for another bag. Sam's chest was still heaving and he was grinning up at the roof of the truck but didn't say a word. She grabbed another bag and went back inside.

She returned a third time, but opened up the driver's side door. "Sam, you need to come on inside. That last bag is heavy and I can't carry it one handed." She put her hand on his thigh. "Sam."

His head snapped toward her, a Cheshire-cat-like smile overtaking his features as he wrapped his hand around her upper arm and leaned over to kiss her hard and passionately. "I want to taste more of you."

He jumped from the truck and slid his shorts back on in one motion. He spun her back toward the truck, picked her up and sat her on the bench seat, he tried pulling her t-shirt off, but it got hung-up on her casts. He smiled wide again, pleased he'd unintentionally managed to 'restrain' her. He placed a hand on her shoulder and laid her backwards; he leaned in between her thighs and exhaled onto her core through her jean shorts. He inhaled deeply and could smell her arousal... "You smell so good baby, so hot and wet and sexy."

She was still fighting with her shirt, but lifted her hips to let him slide her shorts and panties off. Suddenly, Dove clamped her knees together, sitting up abruptly and using her t-shirt to cover herself. "Sam, no. I haven't shaved anything in like three weeks."

"Dove, baby, that doesn't matter to me. You're beautiful, you're sexy and totally hot no matter what." He kissed her then looked in her eyes. "When I have my tongue buried in your pussy, when I suck on your clit and you cum on my face, I'm not gonna care about anything else and neither are you, baby. OK? Dove, OK?"

He's asking if eating me out is OK? He talks filthy like a sailor and the gentleman still makes sure I don't feel like he's forcing me into anything. She smiled"OK." He pushed gently against her shoulder and laid her back again. He put his hands on her still clamped knees and slid them up and down her thighs a few times while she began to relax "Baby I want savor your hot cunt, I want to pleasure you and suck out your juices. Don't you wanna come on my face?" please open your legs for me again, baby "I need to taste you and I want you to talk to me, tell me what you want, I take requests too."

Oh. My. God. He's the perfect man. How does he manage to say 'cunt' so it's not offensive or even dirty sounding? "I want you to eat me out like you're on death row and it's your last meal. I want your tongue fucking me until my pussy hurts from all the pleasure." He smiled wide at her playfulness and his eyes gleamed with delight. "But first, help me get this goddamned shirt off my hands."

He obliged and her shirt was soon discarded. She laid back while he rubbed his hands up and down her legs, starting at her ankles and stopping just short of her center. "I can smell your arousal and I wanna taste it, lick it from your hot, dripping pussy. I will have your cum on my tongue as you orgasm over and over… but first you deserve some payback for the way you tortured me earlier." He pulled her legs up and hooked her knees over his shoulders holding them firmly in place. He breathed heavily and she hissed at the sensation of his hot breath bombarding her and then being sucked away.

Oh hot damn. This man is going to kill me. She tried to use her legs to draw him into her. "Sam please. I need your lips on my skin, your tongue on me."

"As you wish." He placed open mouth kisses on her thigh and swirled his tongue against her skin. She moaned and breathily added "Bastard." as he smiled against her thigh and moved at a painfully languid pace toward her core.

"Goddammit, I need you eating my pussy now!" She tried again to pull him in closer with her legs or reach his hair, but he moved his kisses back toward her knees. "Stop teasing me and tongue fuck me." I've never wanted anything this much

Between his kissing and suckling on her legs he muttered "That sounded like a demand and I only take requests."

She breathed an exasperated sigh "Sam, I want to feel your amazing mouth on my hot wet pussy, pl- OHMIGOD FUCK WOW YES!" She could feel his ornery smile against her flesh as he clamped his hot mouth around her clit. He sucked against it and flicked it with his tongue in rapid, short strokes. Yesyesyes He pulled on it with one hard suck and grazed it with his teeth. ohohohohSamgodgodgod She fell apart, coming all over his face.

Before she could come down, he buried his tongue into her core, sending waves of pleasure through her body as he used his nose to rub at her swollen clit. "Ooohhh Saaamm" her moans were ragged and her breathing was labored as she wrapped her fingers in his hair. His tongue shoved in and out, flicking and twisting against her walls. yesyesSamohohohohyes She came again and he sucked her cum as it hit his face. He continued to lick at her juices as she rode out her orgasm. She could feel his smile again, but somehow she knew his expression was smug. Little shit's proud of himself, but damn, he's amazing "Oh God, Sam you're great."

Only great? I won't stop til she says I'm amazing "I'm not done." He planted small, soft kisses around her pussy and she gasped in excitement. He released one of her thighs and moved a finger to her wet opening "No! Stop!" he can't know, not now "Sam no fingers."

"Dove, baby it will be so good, I promise, you'll come so hard-"

"No. I'm saying no, Sam. No."

Suddenly he looked ashamed and upset, the lusty fire gone from his eyes. His voice shuddered and he began talking a mile-a-minute. "I hurt you.I'm OK?I was too rough.I'm sorry, baby.I got carried away.I scared you.I'm so, so sorry, Dove." He started to move her legs gently off his shoulders and she clamped them hard against him.

"Sam, honey, hun, you did absolutely nothing wrong. I loved every minute. Keep going, just no fingers. I have my reasons. Sam look at me." His eyes slowly moved to meet hers.

"I. Said. Keep. Going." She smiled wide "Give me just one more. You are amazing with only your tongue. I wanna feel it on and in my pussy again. Please Sam. I wanna prove that everything's OK."

He smiled but didn't seem convinced. He kissed her thighs gently and rubbed his hands along the outside while he moved steadily toward her pussy again, albeit apprehensively.

"Sam." He caught her eyes with his "Last meal of a dying man. Does he eat with trepidation or does he dig in and savor? I believe you promised to savor the cum as it poured from my hot went cunt after you made me scream your name." He smirked at her and raised an eyebrow, the glint of lust returning to his eyes. "OK, so I'm paraphrasing. I can tell you like eating pussy. So… Dig innnnnnn-"

He flattened his tongue and ran it over her entire pussy several times. "I don't 'like eating pussy' as you say" he drawled "I love…" another lick "biting beavers" lick/nibble "snacking on snatch" lick/suck "I love me some muffin munching" lick/nibble/suck "I am a certified muff diver" with that he brought his mouth hard and firm onto her clit, sucking on it, nibbling it and flicking his tongue faster and with more passion than before. She panted, wheezed and moaned. He rammed his tongue into her hole again and curled and unfurled it as she screamed his name over and over. He didn't just give her one more high; he gave her three more body-convulsing, ear-splitting, breath-stopping orgasms in the span of about five minutes.

When she finally came down he was holding her clothes, and said "I wish I could carry you inside, but I'm not even allowed to put my own weight on my leg…"

"Always a gentleman. My knees are complete jello but I'll be OK. If you'd take in the groceries and start a bath for me… I'll be in before the tub fills."

"I don't want to leave you out here alone."

"Just get the grocery bag and start the bath then you can come back out for me. I should be able to walk then." He pulled off his shirt and covered her with it. When he came back she was sitting up and smiling. "Help me down and help me bathe?"


A/N: Hope you liked the oral action in this chapter. Please review these chapters as you read. I welcome any and all feedback.