Chapter 8

AN: I don't own anything but the plot of the story. I borrowed some stuff from vampire diaries and twilight the plot is mine course. Beta was Matchmaker131 as always thanks for the help. So please don't forget the feed back it helps positive thoughts though. Enjoy!

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Dean picked Cassie up carrying here inside as he held her unlocking her door then shutting it behind them with his boot. Cassie held onto to the back of his neck her legs wrapped around his waist as he carried her towards the stairs. She reached down to pull his shirt over his head tossing it away in the hall. She keep running her hands over his chest, down, and up then over his back as well. She wanted to touch much of him as possible She let her legs down sliding her feet to the floor before pushing him back against the wall behind them.

Dean moaned as she kissed at all of his skin that was uncovered. She worked her way down undoing his belt before she got his jeans down. The night before she hadn't seen his assets, but she knew he was gifted. She grinned seeing how well equipped he really was.

She took his already hardened member in her mouth sucking on just the head making him gasp out closing his eyes at the feeling. Cassie swirled her tongue around licking at the slit before she took him into her mouth letting her tongue trace the bulging vein on the underside. She started humming while she sucked moving back up till just head was in her mouth.

Dean didn't know how long he was going be able hold off; the fire was starting in his lower region and working its way up. "Cassie," he let her name escape his mouth needing more than just her mouth against him. Dean pulled her up to her feet kissing her tasting himself on her.

Cassie pulled her shirt up over her head tossing it to the ground looking up at him. She took his hands into hers not saying a word leading the way into the kitchen. She took off her skirt letting it fall to the floor while she slid up on the table. It was long enough and strong enough to hold the both them. She wanted him to take her on every surface in the house. She giggled again at the thought of christening her place with him.

Dean didn't waist any time he pulled her panties off before getting up on his knees crawling up so he was inches from her lips. Dean smirked down at Cassie he knew what she was thinking and he was going to give her what she wanted. He took hold of her hands pinning them above her head with one while the other moved down between them. His fingers worked her clit slicking her up good. He didn't stop till he knew she was going to cum if he didn't stop.

He breathed in her scent that rose up around them, not just the little dab of body spray she'd put on. An unbearable craving him washed over him as he moved his head so it was against her neck as he sucked the skin into his mouth. He was careful not to break it not wanting his curse thrust upon her.

Cassie whimpered her neck rolling to the side bared to him. She put her hands up on either his sides moving her fingers up down his sides then back drawing patterns. He kissed her body moving from her neck to her shoulders then down to her breasts sucking licking making her squirm under him.

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"Please," Cassie said, it was simple statement because he knew she wanted to feel his tongue against her again, but she needed soon. It felt like she was going to explode inside if she didn't have him.

Dean moved her legs farther apart till they were on the outside his. He bent down kissing her moving his hands up her sides. Cassie didn't have wait long for what she wanted badly because in seconds he was thrusting inside her. Her head went back on the table as her body was stretched to fit him. She moved her hands up and down his arms, as he stilled inside her.

It felt like perfect fit, being inside of her, Dean looked into her eyes watching her as he started moving. Most of time he would look anywhere but at the woman beneath him, but he couldn't pull his eyes away. He moved in out in steady rhythm not like last night, this wasn't fast, it slow.

Cassie moaned out closing her eyes, she had to it felt like he was going burn hole through them with his gaze. "Open your eyes," she heard as he stilled inside of her, refusing to move till she did as he asked. She opened them back up turning her head to one side. Dean felt a growl at the back his throat before he crashed his lips against hers moving inside her again.

She wrapped her legs around his waist locking them so her heels were on small of his back; her arms were wrapped around his neck moving with him as he pulled out then slammed back in again. She met every thrust that he gave, her walls clamping down for a second. "Dean," she gasped out feeling him hit against something inside her. Dean smiled down at her moving faster as he felt his orgasm building in the pit his stomach. He took her moans as good sign angling so he hit that same spot over and over.

Cassie let her legs drop down crying out his name as his cum filled her sending her over into her own. She didn't take her eyes off him till he closed his own head bowing as the last burst of his orgasm left him. When he pulled out she whimpered at the loss of feeling as if she was empty.

Dean rolled over on his back thankful the table was wide enough as he pulled her against him. He didn't want to move, and her roommate was gone again so they didn't have worry. Letting sleep take them they cuddled up close as they could and drifted off. The rest of the place would have to wait to be christened.

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Sam was awakened by his phone ringing he looked over finding a text message from his brother letting him know he wouldn't be back that night. "Least you called," Sam thought to himself as he checked the time to see it was after midnight.

He decided to check his emails but there was nothing from Bobby or any other hunters for that matter. He was still amazed that Bobby even had internet. He scrolled down to the message he'd left unread the day before from Jessica Moore. He told himself over and over that he had to let go to move on, but he still kept in touch with her even though he saw no hope for them he still opened the email.

Sam read what she'd written, it was about her missing him and still hoping he'd come back. She had also attached a photograph of her standing beside the bridge they'd gone to all time to be alone.

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He started typing a reply back, but he didn't know what to say. She had planned to be a teacher since she was small because of her love of children; he thought if he were with her she wouldn't be able to do what she wanted. Sam choose the simple reply as usual he was doing okay still on the road with his family. He read what he had written before hitting delete button and closing the computer. He needed air, a drink, and needed to find a butcher shop.

Grabbing the keys to the Impala grateful that Dean had left them he headed for the door. His heart and mind heavy with thoughts of his first and only love. He'd had crushed in high school sure, but with Jess it had been real. The door opened after he turned it looking up he was shocked by the person who stood on the other side.

"Hi Sam," Jessica Moore said looking at her ex, "Your dad called me, he said that you were on a vacation, and since I finished my finals early ," she said with only a slight pause, "here I am, we need talk," she added.

Sam was at loss for words, he hadn't expected this, when did his dad call her? How'd he get her phone number? The questions continued to go through his mind as he looked at her," Um, Jess?"

Jess gave him a smile; she missed his smile the way it made his eyes light up. She had missed him so much and tried not to freak over finding him. She couldn't do what he'd asked any longer; she told him how she knew he hadn't wanted her follow him and that he thought he was doing the right thing by leaving. "But you were wrong Sam, leaving Stanford might been right, but not me," she said in calm voice.

He opened the door wider letting her in not wanting to have the talk in the open. "Did something happen?" he asked.

Jess looked back out for second before walking the rest the way in, "I left something out every email I sent you Sam," she said with sigh, "I know you are not like most," she went on explaining how she had him for a year in her arms. She knew he was slightly cooler than most people that the reason he cooked his meat half way wasn't because he liked it that way.

"I can explain," Sam started before she cut him off with a kiss; she knew he'd talk other wise and it always had worked to shut him up.

Jess pulled away breathless, "I know that you're different Sam, and I don't care if you have strange diet, or that you drink blood while trying pass it off as kool-aid," she smiled up him telling him that he was still the one she loved, and nothing was going change that.

"You can't fake some things Sam, you never had a pulse, and I did some digging after you left, I asked around," Jess said pacing the room.

Sam let his gaze fall, he should have known that he couldn't be normal, he could never fake a pulse sure breathing he had, but a heart beat. He sighed wondering what she'd come to tell him, was it goodbye for good. Had she really came all the way to tell him she never wanted to see or talk to him again?

"Sam, did you hear what I said?" Jessica asked looking at him, "I said I know you're a vampire, our daughter is one too,"

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