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Arandi moaned in ways she didn't know that she could but she couldn't help it, she was getting her more and it was fucking unbelievable. She was so turned on by the way his strong arms held her up against the wall and she wrapped her legs around him as he pounded into her.
He had stopped his onslaught only long enough to grab a condom and then he was going at it with extreme assertiveness.
"You feel so fucking good." He repeated more than once as he mouth worked over her neck and down.
She couldn't work much with him but she tried and fuck if the sounds he made didn't just add to her arousal.
Dean shook with the intense way every nerve tingled with pleasure. He was right though he had proved what he had been aiming to prove. It was not as great as the first time. He was fucked thirteen ways from Sunday because somehow it was even better.
They reached climax together and he could swear that he could get off her sounds alone and he held her so fucking tight as the tsunami took him down.
His legs buckled and they slid down as he went to his knees.
Arandi made sure that he was ok and then took advantage of their new position. Dean leaned back to hold them in place as she ground against him and he didn't mind one tiny bit because he was still very much hard and fuck he could do this until his dick shriveled.
He felt her lips against his neck and small nibbles that made his skin flame up. He usually avoided getting marked up but he threw his head back in an invitation for her to do whatever the fuck she wanted and she did oh she so fucking deliciously did.
Her name dripped from his mouth as he felt the pleasure swirling from deep inside him until she ground down perfectly and he cried out.
He pushed into her completely, the explosion ripping his air away and his vision whited out but he felt every single fiber of his being turning inside out with bliss. She was right behind him and fuck just fuck if it wasn't a perfect balance of heaven and hell.
They stayed that way trying to catch their breath and Dean pulled back and leaned back against the wall beside her.
'Could it really be that angry sex was better?' Dean wondered. Even though the anger had been long gone but he needed something to back this incredible satisfaction up.
"We really should get going." She said after a few minutes. "Our siblings are probably freaking." She realized that her phone was in her rented car.
Dean ran his hand over his face wishing that he could just roll over and go to sleep. Moving after sex like that should be illegal.
He moved though and stood up and headed to the bathroom with his clothes. He freshened up and could hear her using the large sink out in the garage.
He looked at himself in the small mirror and groaned. Sam and the others were going to take one look at him and tear him to pieces. It was done though and he had to face the consequences.
The regrets he expected weren't there well only one and that was that this would be it after they parted ways. He stared at his reflection, he had never felt that regret before. What the hell?
Arandi waited patiently for Dean to finish up. She had pulled herself together as fast as she could and her heart was still beating fast. The only time that she felt that alive was when she was racing. She sighed and looked at her reflection in a mirror on the wall.
Hopefully she could hide that something had happened tonight. Dean's marking were on her collarbone and that place that made her jello on her neck. Thankfully they were not too dark. She hoped that she had a shirt in her trunk to at least get her to her hotel room.
She frowned when Dean still hadn't come out so she went and knocked and got no reply.
"Dean? She said as she slowly opened the door. She gasped seeing him on the floor leaning against the wall, his head lolled to the side, out cold.
She kneeled beside him. "Dean, hey come on wake up or I'm calling Sam."
Dean's eyes snapped open and he glared at her glassy eyed. "I'm tired." He said petulantly.
"I know you are so let's get you to your room ok?"
Dean nodded. She helped him stand and then they headed to her rented Mustang.
"I need to move my motorcycle to my garage." He said.
Arandi nodded and the cover up began. It had been great but he didn't want to have to explain why his motorcycle was in her garage.
The task done he climbed into the passenger seat of her car moving the seat back as far as he could for his long legs. He lay his head back and closed his eyes as Arandi began the drive out.
"Let me see what you got." He said without opening his eyes.
Arandi snickered. "I think you've seen all but my guts pal."
Dean smiled and bit hit his lip as the tingle of what had happened sped through his mind. "You know what I mean."
"This is a rental."
"Yeah, so you don't have to worry about it being yours." He opened one eye. "Or are you chicken?"
The five year old threat worked and she gunned the engine then floored it.
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She was good, she really was and Dean could see sitting beside her that she was holding back and that bugged him. Did she hold back when she raced too?
"Can I drive?" He asked.
Arandi looked at him but pulled over and they changed seats.
Dean flexed his fingers on the wheel and then sped away. Arandi watched with keen interest as Dean shifted gears with such smoothness that it was flawless. A car that he had never driven before was his bitch in seconds and Arandi could see why Dean was the champion. His driving was graceful and he had it down to an art. He totally went into his own zone and she could see that he was singing something to himself.
When he saw that she was staring at him he turned to look at her. "I have never been in the same car with an opponent before."
"Me either."
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Trying to have sex in the back seat of a Mustang had to be the most uncomfortable thing in all of back seat sex especially when you were over six feet tall.
Dean though was still trying to prove that sex with Arandi could be plain as any other hook up and add this small space and it would be.
"Fuck, fuck." He panted as the orgasm ripped through him.
Minutes later they were back to trying to get back to the hotel. Arandi had finally called Jade after seeing thirty three missed calls. She told her that she had gone to the beach and lost track of time. That always worked for her because she loved the beach.
Dean sat in silence staring out the window. Not bothering to call anyone and all of the hundred and fifty two combined missed calls from his brother and crew. They were going to yell at him and he wanted to avoid that as long as possible.
They pulled into the parking garage and they both hoped that no one was waiting for them.
This was it they had done the deed four times to be exact and each time it had only seemed to get better and hotter.
Dean was trying to push past the fact that he hadn't had sex with the same woman four times in a row sinceā¦.yeah that was a door he wasn't going to open not even to himself.
They moved out of the car and Dean cleared his throat.
"Don't worry Dean I'm not going to start planning a wedding." She said meeting his gaze.
"Nobody can know, you know?" He said hoarsely as he ran his hand over the back of his neck.
"I'm not telling anyone." She sighed.
"That means things can't change."
"I get it Dean ok. Is there something about me that screams stalker?"
Dean pressed up against her breathing onto her lips. "No but you are a screamer." 'Fuck Dean practice what you preach.' He pulled back and walked away even though he really, really didn't want to.
Arandi stayed where she was trying to breathe. Maybe he could forget four earth tilting orgasms but she needed a bit more time because she had never had that. She wasn't going to stalk him but looking at him without wanting him was going to be hard.
Dean entered the elevator and leaned back against the wall. He saw that Arandi had stayed by her car and looked so beautifully debauched and he smiled. He had done that to her. The smile slipped away. He couldn't tell a single person about it.
The doors slid shut and he let his head fall back. He was so tired, so sated he was surprised he wasn't a pool of liquid flesh.
The doors opened to let someone else in on the way up and Dean hoped that it wasn't a fan that would drive him nuts. He opened his eyes and groaned. The chick that had tried to drug him was pressed against the wall by Hansen.
"You recover pretty quickly don't you?" He muttered.
The woman gasped but then put a mask in place fast. "I told you to leave me alone." She played the scared girl and hid behind Hansen.
"Really Winchester not all women want you." Hansen said cockily.
Dean laughed. "I turned her down because she tried to drug me you fucking moron. Right Kate?"
"You're sick." Kate bit.
"You know what you two deserve each other." Dean said moving to the doors to get out on the next floor even though it wasn't his.
Suddenly he was shoved into the wall and everything faded in and out. Anger took over and he stood up and knocked Hansen to his ass with two strong punches. He crashed to the floor trying to blink away the darkness hedging in when Kate hit him with a flower vase from the wall shelves of the hotel.
She stood over him about to strike him again when Arandi appeared out of nowhere. Dean watched as she beat the crap out Kate as long as he could before the blackness won.
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Arandi had decided to take the stairs so she could wear herself out a bit more and hopefully sleep through till noon since it was already past three in the morning.
She knew that her brain was going to be on over drive.
The last thing she expected to find when she opened the door to her floor was Dean being attacked by Kate and she was on her in a blink. Arandi was already wound tight so this was a way to work off some steam.
She beat Kate until the bitch wasn't moving and she ran to Dean who lay unconscious on the floor.
"Dean?" She tapped his face.
"What the fuck?" She heard behind her and she turned to see Sam coming out of her sister's room.
"I don't know what happened." Arandi said. "I opened the door and this bitch had hit Dean with a vase because he was fighting Hansen."
It didn't take long for the hallway to be full of police, medics, and nosy people.
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It was ten in the morning before Arandi was finally able to crawl into bed. She had had to provide the police a statement and then had to hand over her phone with the proof of why Kate would attack Dean.
Hansen had stood slack jawed when he realized the truth and stared at Dean as he was taken away on a stretcher.
Arandi realized that the whole event had given them a cover story to the bruising on their bodies and no one would know what happened at the track unless one of them spilled.
She was worried about Dean. He hadn't woken up the entire time that he had been worked on and looked so pale. He had had a hell of night though she comforted herself with the thought that exhaustion had a lot to do with it.
She fell asleep a lot faster than she expected.
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"Hey Dean, I brought you some lunch." Sam said softly to the bulge on the bed buried under the comforter. He was so worried about Dean because two days since the fight he had not spoken much and had stayed in bed without being forced.
"Thanks Sam." Was the hoarse response.
"Can I get you anything else?"
"Is Arandi alright?"
Sam raised an eyebrow. "Dude she beat the crap out of Kate."
"I get that but is she alright?" Dean asked again.
"Jade said that she slept for a whole day and hasn't left her room."
Dean sighed as he pulled the comforter down. Sam took in all the bruising on his brother's body and wondered just how long he and Hansen had fought. He could see the love bites so he knew why his brother had been out most of the night and not answering his phone. It surprised him though because Dean didn't do love bites.
"You and Jade hook up?" Dean asked suddenly before Sam could ask what was clearly in his eyes.
Sam's deep blush was all the answer Dean needed. Before everything else he would have been disappointed and mad. Now he would be one to talk.
"She's amazing." Sam began to defend.
'If she's anything like her sister, I really believe that.' Dean thought moving to get off of the bed and swaying.
"Whoa, easy bro." Sam helped him to the door of the bathroom.
Dean took care of his business and then went to the living room to eat his lunch. He ate slowly in silence.
"Dean are you ok?" Sam asked in concern.
"My head hurts." Dean replied pushing his plate away.
"I'll get Tom."
Dean didn't respond which terrified Sam because usually his brother would be protesting being mothered.
Tom and Misha arrived in moments and Tom checked Dean over. "Blood pressure is a bit high but otherwise everything is normal." Tom said.
Dean nodded and took the medication Tom offered him. He then walked to his room and crawled back into bed without another word.
Sam, Tom, and Misha exchanged worried glances.
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The race was around the corner so Dean figured he had to chase off the funk he was in and get his act in gear.
Ok so sex with Arandi had been amazing and she had saved his bacon more than he cared to admit. She was beautiful so of course he would think about her over and over again. It was normal. He told himself. As soon as he bedded someone else he would be fine.
He pulled himself together and headed to meet his crew for breakfast in the restaurant.
They were thrilled to see him up and around and back to normal. Soon they were into regular banter and playing around and Dean flirted with every woman that came within close proximity.
Dean stopped talking when he saw Arandi walk in with Jade and their crew. Their eyes met and he felt warmth fill him. It wasn't supposed to be like this.
He looked away quickly, jumped up and headed out, and left the guys wondering what the hell had happened.
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Arandi had spent days preparing herself for the cold shoulder and still when it happened it hurt way more than it should.
She was an idiot for thinking that Dean would ever change. She could see anger in his eyes and suddenly her appetite was gone.
"Hey Jade, I'm not really hungry but I want to go to that museum across town early."
Jade nodded and watched her sister walk away with her head down. She sighed. It reminded her too much of her sister in really bad times.
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Dean watched Arandi walk out of the restaurant with her head down.
He leaned against the pillar that he had hidden behind and sighed. His whole body tingled with wanting to kiss her and make her smile but fuck he couldn't get himself wrapped like that. He would never let a woman take precedence in his life again, no matter how much she made him crave her without even trying.
TBC
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