No plotline really in this chapter, just sex. I think I will break them up like this from now on just in case anyone wants to skip adult scenes. Sorry it's been so long since an update, life, Pandemic, yall get it. Stay healthy!

Dean woke up the next morning holding Scarlett's arm close to his chest. Her arm was wrapped around him like a Koala clinging to a tree and her legs scrunched up behind his own like she was a small chair. Dean could feel her nose and forehead pressing against his shoulders as her light breaths slid down his back. It was probably the first time in his life he'd been the little spoon in this scenario. Her warmth radiated around him as he fought between wanting to see her and wanting to be held by her. After a few moments more, Dean decided he needed to see how wild her hair was around her peaceful face. As he attempted to slowly turn over, Scarlett groaned. She snapped her leg around his and clutched him tightly.
"Don't go." She barely spoke.
Dean smiled. "I'm not. Just turning around." He felt her grip loosen.

Dean turned underneath her so that her leg now hooked over his hip behind him and her hand wandered up his back. He watched her breathing become deeper as she stirred awake, her eyes still closed, and he was sorry that he disturbed her.
"Go back to sleep." Dean reached up to stroke her hair.
Scarlett flipped over at the suggestion and pulled Dean's arm around her so that she was now the little spoon. Her hair tangled in the pillow around him and he nuzzled his face into the sweet aroma left over from her shampoo.
As she turned, Scarlett's butt pushed up against Dean and elicited an instinctual response from his pelvis. A small whimper left Scarlett's lips as she rubbed her legs together like a cricket.
"Shh." Dean tried to soothe her, not having intended to wake her so soon.
Scarlett moaned a little and pressed her butt back into Dean's growing erection, he understood the request.

Dean snaked his right arm underneath Scarlett's neck and then curved his arm back up so that her head was pillowed by his forearm and shoulder. He could see that her eyes were still closed and sleepy, but her mouth parted slightly as her breath deepened. He lightly kissed her neck right below her left earlobe and she inhaled sharply as she thrust her hips back to him again. Dean traced his left hand along the twisted S that Scarlett's body made against him. His fingers dragged across her thigh and up against her smooth skin. He stopped to squeeze her hip and pelvic bone between his thumb and four fingers, and she bucked into him once more.

Scarlett's breathing was becoming more of an erratic pant and Dean watched her nipples harden through her shirt as her chest rose and fell. Dean sucked at the back of her neck and her bucking hips turned into a cyclical gyration, building tension in his own groin. Dean resisted her pelvic beckoning to continue outlining her body. He wiped his hand up her abdomen and lifted her shirt as he went.
Scarlett's right arm overlapped his own as she reached behind herself in search of him. She easily found his hardened penis and wrapped her hand firmly around it. Dean groaned as he bit into her shoulder and pumped into her grip. Scarlett's eyes were still asleep, but he watched a soft smile form on her mouth as she worked his erection.

Dean freed Scarlett's chest from beneath her shirt and gently rubbed circles around the textured areola of her left breast. He unwound his arm from beneath Scarlett's head and let it fall back onto the pillow as he reached his right arm to massage her other breast in tandem. Scarlett bit at her lip as Dean pinched and rolled her hard nipples between his thumbs and pointer fingers. He took pleasure in watching her frustration grow as she pulsed her hand feverishly around his cock and rubbed her legs together.

Dean watched Scarlett's eyelids began to flutter as she seemed to suddenly remember her right arm that was trapped above her under her pillow. She moved it down beneath the blankets and presumably between her legs, but Dean could not see it. Her eyes clenched shut and he knew she had reached her sweet spot. Dean smiled and abandoned her right breast in order to remove her hand from herself. He grasped her hand in his and pulled it back up to her breast with him. She groaned and opened her legs slightly, pushing her butt upwards and pulling his cock between her thighs with her left hand. Dean gasped as he felt her drag his tip along her wet panties and he almost gave up on teasing her.

He trailed a line of kisses from her shoulder to her neck before whispering in her ear, "Not yet."
Scarlett whimpered desperately and he felt compelled to indulge her in this primal state.
He removed his left hand from her left breast and replaced it with his right so that Scarlett was now completely wrapped in his right arm. Dean felt his cock jump as he watched her right hand continue massaging her right breast and pulling at her own nipple without direction from him.

He moved his left hand to her pelvis and pulled her panties down her hips. Scarlett shimmied and removed them with her legs as Dean pulled down his own boxers behind her. Scarlett returned her reach for his penis but Dean caught her hand before it could touch him.
She whined again, "Please?" her voice was hoarse and Dean felt his mind unravel at her begging to touch him.
He let her grasp him and guide him back between her legs so she could use the head of his dick to touch herself. Dean moved his hand to her pussy and quickly found her swollen clit. He circled the bead as she pushed her pelvis into his hand and used his cock to rub between the folds of her silky lips. Dean couldn't tell if she was teasing herself or him as she gently rubbed his cock up and down her wet slit. Dean pulled himself away and used his fingers to massage her. She groaned loudly as she tried to find his penis behind her again. This time, Dean grabbed both of her wrists in his left hand and held them tightly above both their heads as he reached his right hand down to her dripping hole.
"Dean." She breathed hard and opened her legs to him, wedging his hard shaft between her ass cheeks.
Dean pushed into the soft warm cushion of her butt as he plunged his middle and ring fingers into Scarlett's pussy. She rubbed her clit against the flat of his palm and he knew from the amount of wetness that she would orgasm soon. He fluttered his fingers inside her, pulsing against her g-spot, and felt himself involuntarily hump at the back of her. Scarlett's pace increased and her breathing was ragged as Dean felt the muscles in her pussy contract around his fingers.
Scarlett moaned and huffed, desperate for a release.
"What do you need?" Dean breathed in her ear.
Scarlett only whinnied and whimpered, not yet coherent enough for speech. She rolled her butt against his hard cock and begged with her moaning. He knew what she wanted.
Dean, on the brink of explosion himself, removed his hand from her pelvis, roughly grabbed each of her hips, pulled her into a suitable side position, and thrust himself deep into her cave, all in one swift motion.

Scarlett's eyes opened for the first time as they both groaned and quickly found a hard pace with each other. Scarlett eagerly pushed herself back and down onto him and Dean slammed deeply up and into her. Scarlett reached behind herself to grab Dean by the neck for leverage. Dean watched her face contort as she rode him from the side, her brow was furrowed and her mouth was trembling as she gasped at each of his thrusts, she was the hottest thing he'd ever seen in his life. He tried desperately to keep up with her intense pace, dying a little each time he slipped from the warm tension inside her tight pussy. Scarlett groaned furiously and Dean reached around to rub her clit.
"Yes!" She hissed and Dean felt her tighten around his shaft.
He stopped thrusting and pushed into her to let her grind around him at a sporadic pace. He rubbed hard on her clit and felt her pussy begin to milk his cock; Dean couldn't stay still any longer.
"Fuck me!" Scarlett demanded in a deep moan as her orgasm gushed over his cock in waves.
Dean found the strength to pull out of her and she whimpered desperately for him to return while she was still cumming. He flipped over her as she turned on her back and pulled her legs apart for him. Dean hooked his arms under her knees for support and plunged deep inside her soaking wet cunt.
Dean released her legs as she wrapped them around his back, collapsing to his forearms above her. They stared hungrily at each other as Dean pounded his cock deep and slow into her. Scarlett grabbed the back of his neck with one hand and pulled him into a passionate kiss. Her other hand gripped his hair and the pain of it pulled him from the brink of finishing. Dean felt Scarlett push back into him and quicken the pace.
Dean kissed along her jawline and down to her neck, he sucked at her earlobe and relished in the floral smell of her hair mixing with her sweet must.
"I want to fill you with cum." Dean admitted in a hot whisper.
Scarlett squealed at the thought and shattered into another orgasm.
"Yes, cum inside me!" Scarlett's voice was pleading and Dean could no longer contain himself.
He pushed into her vibrating hole and unloaded his thick orgasm to mix with her juices. His cock pulsed in time with her pussy as they descended from climax together.

"Good morning." Scarlett smiled as Dean rolled off of her.
"A very good morning." Dean pulled her into his arms and kissed her head.