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Chapter 4:
We drove to the next town over. John was sure that the demon, Crowley, would hide a day or two and would be looking in every dank motel and inn.
So, to throw him off track, John checked us into a five star hotel for the night, using cash.
We walked into the room to see there there was a king bed in the room.
I sighed. I placed my bag on the dresser and sat on the bed, waiting for John to finish demon proofing the room. Once he had finished, he looked at me and spoke.
"We are hidden for the next 24 hours from pretty much everything and nothing can get into this room or get to us." he said. I nodded. "I actually feel better about that." I said. John smiled.
"It's getting late, do you want to shower?" he asked. I sighed. "Why don't you shower first and then I'll shower after." I said. John nodded and headed into the bathroom with his bag.
I laid back on the bed and prepared myself. I knew what was going to have to happen, and I wasn't happy about it, but at the same thought, the feelings and thoughts that came to my head about John Winchester were earth shattering. If anyone was going to take my virginity, I would want it to be him.
The bathroom door jolted me out of my thoughts and John came out wearing a pair of sweatpants, his hair still wet from the shower and his body was curved in all the right places. I had to catch myself from gaping at him. I grabbed my bag and smiled.
"Go ahead, water's still warm." he said. I nodded and quickly ran into the bathroom with a blush on my face. I could have sworn I heard him chuckled.
I quickly showered and shaved. It felt so good to be clean. I opened my bag to get dressed and was once again reminded of the situation.
I looked in the mirror and gave myself a silent pep talk. I didn't want John to hear, but basically it was me saying to myself to not be a chicken and get this going. I put on the lingerie and was actually happy that it fit me perfectly.
I pulled the robe on and tied it on. I let out a breath and opened the bathroom door to find John on the bed reading a book.
He looked up and I heard him catch his breath. I put my bag down and slowly made my way over to John. His eyes never left mine as he slowly put the book down and turned towards me. "If it's going to be anybody, I would want it to be you." I said. John's eyes studied me and he spoke.
"You are beautiful and should I am honored that you think of me in that way." he said. I smiled and pulled him into a hug. His beard slowly brushed against my bare neck and I felt a shudder crawl up my spine. John must have felt this, because he quickly pushed me away and looked into my eyes.
"Are you sure this is what you want?" he asked. "I'm sure we can find another way." he said. I sighed. "John, you and me both know that there is no other way." I replied. John knew I was right and sighed.
"You're right." he said. I nodded and continued to study him. John sighed and walked up to me. He leaned down and gave me a kiss. The kiss was sweet and soon turned passionate.
My lips were on fire and my lungs were begging for breath. John pulled away and we were both gasping for air.
He slowly reached down and removed the ties of my robe and it fell to the floor, reveling my lingerie. He sucked in air and spoke. "Wow." was all he said. I blushed and looked him.
Within an instant, he swooped me up bridal style, and carried me to the bed, gingerly placing me on it. I smiled as he pulled away and studied me.
"Are you sure?" he asked. I nodded. There was no going back now. John came in for another kiss, and the kisses became more passionate and more fierce.
I felt his hand go up my thigh and felt a shiver escape through my body with a moan attached. John chuckled into my lips and slid my lingerie off.
He studied me and smiled. "You are beautiful." he said. I giggled and saw him go stiff. "Do you know what that does to me?" he asked. I shook my head and smiled.
"This!" he said, taking my hands in his and kissed me again. I felt a fire inside my very soul come to life.
By the end of the night, I was no longer a virgin, and as I lay in my sleeping husbands arms, I knew that everything was going to be ok.
John Winchester had saved my life and had changed it for the better. I knew that one day, I would have to thank dad for letting the dogs out.