Chapter 10 – You're Paying For That

Dean scowled as he followed Jenaya into the bedroom. "What did you say?"

Jenaya turned as her jade eyes towards the icy blues of Dean Ambrose. "You heard me Street Dog." Her eyes twinkled with mischief.

Dean rubbed the back of his neck as he curled his lip up in a snarl. "Now where in the hell did you hear THAT name?"

Jenaya smirked evilly. "Oh someone showed me an old DVD of a real hardcore guy named Jon Moxley who bared a very close resemblance to you and he was called the street dog."

Dean growled lowly in the back of his throat. "And just WHO showed you that?"

Jenaya smiled innocent. "A little legal birdie."

"MACKENZIE!" Dean growled. "I'll KILL her!"

"I think if you like your head being attached to your body you'll leave her alone and deal with me." Jenaya warned. Roman might have been Dean's brother on and off screen, but MacKenzie was slowly becoming Roman's life line and there was no way he'd allow anyone to touch a hair on her head without getting their head knocked off their shoulders.

Dean opened and closed his mouth a few times before he ran out of arguing steam and let his icy blues scrap down Jenaya's body. He suddenly realized she had on a tan mid-thigh trench coat on. "Why are you wearing that? It's not even raining outside. Better question – what are you doing here? I'm the one who comes to you; you never come to me."

Jenaya grabbed the trench coat belt that was wrapped around her waist as she tightened it a little bit before she let her hands smooth out the sides down her thighs. "I decided to try something different tonight."

Dean looked at her skeptically. "What do you mean you decided to try something different?"

A dirty smirk crossed her lips. "Ya know – just something different."

Dean's icy blues took in the black stockings and 4 inch heels that made her slightly taller, but still not the same height as him; he walked closer to her as his hand grabbed the hem of the trench coat and tugged on it. "So what do you have on under there?"

Jenaya slapped his hand off the trench coat. "That's for me to know and you to find out…in due time." Jenaya smiled as her hands touched his naked chest. That chest she would die for; her hands got a mind of their own as she touched and caressed his bare chest. It was gloriously hairless; he had clearly shaved or waxed it recently because usually he was a hairy little monkey. She locked eyes with him as she leaned over and kissed the middle of his chest. She pulled back and walked around his standing body.

Dean bit back a groan as Jenaya's soft fingertips traced around his shirtless torso, her nails lightly scraping the soft skin as she circled him. His pink tongue came out and wet his dry lips as he bit back another groan as her hand slid across his jean covered ass; he let out a couple of growls when she slapped each of his jean covered ass cheeks. "Watch it woman."

Jenaya's giggle filled the room. Jesus Christ this woman giggled. She was going to be the death of Dean. He was never one for the girls who giggled or cared what they looked like when they left the house. Jenaya was different. She was not only professional but she was a tom girl too. He had wrestled naked with her literally in bed a couple of times and she whipped his ass. No chic had ever kicked his ass before – not intentionally at least.

Maybe that was why Dean enjoyed her company so much. Any other fuck buddy he ever had; once they did their thing he was either shoving her out of the bed to leave or he could jump up and get dressed and leave like his ass was on fire. But for some reason with Jenaya – it was completely different. He wanted her to stay; he didn't want to leave the bed. So was so full of life and was so vivacious; his sour moods were turned and changed and it was because of her. Sometimes it scared the shit out of him. He had never told her about his life growing up and he knew eventually it was going to come back to haunt him. His past always had a way of coming back to bite him on the ass when he got too close to someone.

Dean was yanked from his thoughts as Jenaya's trench coat covered rear-end backed up against his jean covered crotch. His head leaned down as his nose buried in her chestnut locks. He inhaled and she smelled like strawberries and cream. God Bless her shampoo. "Can I pull the belt yet?" He had to ask. He watched as she took his hand and put the trench coat tie in it.

Jenaya's bottom lip was between her teeth as she felt his other hand slide around her waist as he untied the belt and tossed it away. She turned around and pushed him back an arm's length from him. She reached up and let the trench coat slip off her shoulders as it slid down her arms and pool around her feet.

Dean's icy blue turned a cloudy dark blue in seconds. Her body was clad in a black lace bra and he could see her nipples already poking through the material and matching black lace panties with a garter belt holding up her black stockings and her feet still adorning her black heels. "Black is definitely my new favorite color."

Jenaya stepped closer as she pushed up on her toes and licked the tip of his nose. "Black isn't a color…it's a shade."

Dean groaned as the lace material scraped against his bare chest as his hands suddenly came up and caressed her bare sides before sliding down and grabbing two handfuls of her black lace panty covered ass and lifting her off the ground; her legs easily wrapped around his muscular waist. He groaned deeper when her hands caressed his chest before both slid down and clamped onto his pebble sized nipples. "Take me to the bed…NOW."

Dean swallowed hard. "Whatever you want." He'd never been dominated before but for Jenaya…he'd do just about anything. Dean walked over to the bed before he set her down.

Jenaya's jade eyes scrapped down every part of his body. "Get those jeans and boxer/briefs off and get on the bed." She stated. Oh she definitely had something planned for him. She watched as he did as he was told before he got on the bed and made sure he was in the middle. Jenaya smirked as she crawled up his body before she straddled his pelvis being sure she ground her panty covered crotch on his already growing erection.

She slapped his hands away from her body. "Don't touch."

"Don't touch?" He questioned as his eyebrows shot to his hairline.

"Not yet. You have to earn the right to touch this body." Jenaya stated as she grabbed his biceps and pushed his arms up and above his head. Within seconds his wrists were handcuffed to the bed; separately. He was a big guy and she wanted him comfortable.

Dean's head snapped up. Only when he heard the click did he suddenly realize she had handcuffed him. He didn't even hear let alone SEE the cuffs.
"Where the fuck were you hiding those in THAT outfit?" His gritty voice asked curiously.

"That's for me to know and you to never find out." She laughed softly when he growled at her. She reached behind her as she unhooked her bra and let it fall down her arms before she tossed it aside. The cool air in the hotel room had her nipples instantly hard as she leaned over and placed soft open mouth kisses all over the expanse of his chest.

Dean groaned and growled as her naked breasts were sliding along his abs and chest as her lips traveled up to his neck before she sank her teeth into his collar bone. He didn't like the idea of his hands being cuffed, but she was definitely making it worth his while as her lips, hands and naked breasts touched his already overheated flesh. "Jesus Christ woman you are driving me MAD!" He moved his lips and the tip of his erection poked against her panty clad crotch as he groaned again. "Jesus you are soaking wet. I can feel that." He stated as he did it a couple of more times causing her to gasp softly at his actions.

Jenaya sat back on her haunches as her hands slid up her body and cupped her breasts. She smirked as she moved a little further up until her rear was resting across his stomach.

Dean growled as he felt her juices soaking her panties more; he watched as she leaned over and offered him her right breast which he greedily sucked her rosy nipple into his hot wet mouth. Her moan of approval was music to his ears. When he released her nipple with a wet pop; she offered her left breast and he sucked that one into his gluttonous mouth as well. The tight peak slid across his tongue and he could feel himself harden painfully.

Jenaya sat back up against as she smirked. She kissed down his body as she began to blow hot air onto the head of his impressive erection. She watched as he struggled to not jerk on the handcuffs. The headboard was a sad cheap pressed wood which was standard in all hotel rooms; Dean was being very nice about the steel bracelets but she knew if she pushed him too far he could break the headboard into splinters and her ass would be grass and Dean would be the lawn mower.

Dean's icy blues stayed locked onto the mischief filled jades ones that currently held his attention. She never broke eye contact with him as she suddenly engulfed his whole dick with her mouth.

"OH FUCK!" Dean howled out as the warmth flooded the lower half of his body. His chest was rising and falling as nothing but pleasure surrounded his entire body. His blood felt like liquid fire was sliding through them and he nearly cam all over the place when her sweet mouth released his dick and sucked not one but BOTH his balls inside her sinful mouth.

Dean growled as his voice dropped several octaves. "I need to taste you Jenaya. You've played with me entirely too long. I want your kitty in my mouth right now." His mouth watered at the thought of his tongue being buried chin and nose deep inside her body.

Jenaya licked her lips as she released his erection with a soft pop before she crawled up his body once again; this time sitting her naked backside on his chest; still in her garter and stockings her heels had been long since kicked off. He was eye level with her kitty and it was exactly what he wanted. She watched as he licked his lips before he closed his eyes and inhaled her scent deeply. She smirked as she let her caress her own naked flesh.

Her jade eyes stayed on his face as she watched his eyes following her hands. When her right hand left her breasts and slid down her flat stomach she got to her dripping core and pushed two of her own fingers deep into her body she felt Dean's body vibrate in a guttural growl. She let out a soft whimper as she slowly pumped her fingers in and out of her own body.

Dean was in Hell and Heaven. The sound of her juices as they sloshed inside of her pussy as the wetness began to ooze from her body onto his bare chest was almost more than he could take. Her aroma was making him heady with hunger as he continued to watch as she finger fucked herself while straddling his chest. His dick was lying painfully hard against his stomach.

"You want a taste baby?" She asked in a breathless voice; clearly she'd worked herself up. She smirked once again as he nodded; knowing he'd been unable to verbally answer because she had him worked up as much as she was.

Dean watched with bated breath as she pulled her fingers from her body before her hand went out to him and with her middle finger she coated his bottom lip with her essence.

She watched as his blue eyes darkened with passion and want as his tongue slowly slid out and across his bottom lip; being sure to get it all before he sucked his bottom lip between his teeth. "More…" His gritty voice demanded. She reached out and coated his top and bottom lip and watched as his tongue greedily licked his lips as he demanded more again. She shook her head slowly. "Nope…"

Dean scowled and suddenly play time was officially over. She'd had her fun and now it was his turn to be in charge. He growled as his biceps started to flex and he watched as Jenaya's eyes widened as he pulled forward effectively snapping the ends of the headboard off as he hit the cuff releases to release his wrists from the cuffs and the pieces of wood dangling from them now.

In one swift motion Dean lifted Jenaya off his chest and sat her on his face and dove in tongue first.

"OH SHIT DEAN!" Jenaya squealed out as her hands scrambled for purchase. She finally latched onto what was left of the headboard as Deans arms wrapped around her thighs pulling her down lower onto his face as he completely feasted on her body. "OH GOD! OH GOD!" She felt him suck her hard nub between his lips as he let it scrap against his teeth as she began cuming into his mouth.

Dean mouth sealed around her beautifully shaven pussy as it gushed into his hungry mouth. He couldn't even stop himself as he licked and sucked every splash of her juice from her body before he slid out from under her and quickly got behind her as he thrust home. He groaned as he thrust deeply into her before his hand came down and the loud smack she received on her bare right ass cheek stung like a thousand bees and the sound echoed in the room.

Jenaya cried out as her knuckled turned white as she tightened her grip on the headboard as Dean began to thrust in earnest. The sounds of flesh smacking flesh got louder as his hand came down now on her left bare ass cheek.

Dean looked down and just the picture of her luscious ass bouncing off his pelvis as he watched his dick disappear into her tight body over and over again made the hot coil tighten in his lower belly. His right hand left her thigh as it slid around and he pinched her hard nub between his index finger and his thumbnail. The scraping against Jenaya's sensitive bundle of nerves was going to force her to submit to him. She was always more sensitive after an oral orgasm and she had played with him so much he was so hard he was going to punch through her back wall and into her stomach at this rate.

Dean's left hand left her thigh and cupped her beautiful heaving breasts as he tweaked her nipple in time with pinching her nub while thrusting into her welcoming body. He felt her starting to tighten around his dick painfully as her body started to milk him.

"OH FUCK DEAN!" She screeched out at the top of her lungs..

"FUCK YES BABY! JENAYA!" Dean grunted and growled out as he filled her with his warm seed as she came apart literally in his arms as she leaned forward against the destroyed headboard. Dean leaned against her as he softly licked up her spine and enjoyed the taste of her sweat on his tongue before placing open mouth kisses on her bare shoulders. He disconnected their bodies before gently biting her shoulder. "I think we could both use a shower." He stated as he slapped her ass.

Dean wrapped his arm around her midsection as he pushed back and crashed into the foot of the bed with her in his arms as they stared at the broke headboard.

"You're paying for that." Jenaya giggled into his chest as she wrapped her arms around him.

"I don't give a fuck. It was well worth it." Dean stated.

Her laughter was the last thing they both heard as they fell into a comfortable deep sleep.