You practically ran back to his bedroom stripping each article of clothing off as you reached it. Oh, this will be good, you thought to yourself and grinned as you plopped down onto the bed.

It wasn't long before Dean came back and had something behind his back.

"Very good girl, Y/N," You gleamed at him like a proud little girl. But your smile faded when he brought out the handcuffs behind his back.

"But, Dean!" You pouted.

"No buts, baby girl. You ate my pie. You were a bad girl and now you must be punished. So, Princess doesn't get to touch tonight." Struggling was useless now as Dean grabbed your hands and handcuffed them to the bed. Dean teased you by running his hands down your arms until he got to your neck. He collected your hair and began to put it up into a ponytail.

"What are you-" Dean shushed you with a kiss.

"You're going to get very messy, baby girl. You'll thank me later." You shivered in pleasure at the thought of what he had planned when his mouth pulled up into a smirk. Dean left the room only for a moment before he came back with…

"Vanilla ice cream?" You looked puzzled at Dean. Dean shut the door behind him and locked it before coming to the bed and kneeling between your legs. He ripped the lid off the ice cream and stuck his finger into it. You shivered in pleasure again when he took that finger and dragged along your naked stomach from your navel all the way to between your breasts. Dean set the tub of ice cream down beside you and went to work. Slowly, he licked the ice cream trail off your body. You moaned at the sensation.

"Dean…" you whimpered as he took his finger back into the tub and this time dragged it down your stomach and down your leg. He teased your skin with his fingers as he raked down your body at the same time as he licked the ice cream off you. Your wrists pulled at cuffs when he lingered at your thigh as if he was going to go straight to eating you out.

"No touching," Dean smirked devilishly as he went back to the ice cream. This time he dragged his finger from across your stomach, over your breast to where the cold delicacy covered your nipple and finally to rest near your lips. You couldn't help but flick your tongue out to taste the ice cream. Dean's eyes filled with lust as he licked up the ice cream quickly, staying a while at your nipples to nip and suck on them, before meeting you with a fiery kiss. You moaned as he pressed his bulge against you.

"Dean, please…" You moaned but to no avail.

"What, baby?" Dean sat up, kneeling above you, and unzipped his pants before taking his cock out and began to rub his member right in front of you, "is this what you want, baby?" Dean backed up so that he could rub his dick against your soaking wet pussy. You gasped at the sensation after so long of nothing.

"Y-yes, Dean." Your wrists struggled against the handcuffs once more. All you wanted to do was grab him and make him thrust into you. Your pussy throbbed at the thought.

"Alright," Dean said as he slowly thrust inside you before suddenly stopping when only the tip of his dick was inside you, "but you only get the tip. Only good girls get all of it." You whimpered as he continued thrusting only the tip of his cock in and out of you. Meanwhile, Dean's hands rested on your breasts and played with your nipples while his mouth was occupied with kissing and nipping your neck. At this rate, your climax would be getting closer slower than before he was inside you. Dean reached over to the ice cream carton once more and took a big scoop out with two fingers and placed it between your breasts. You gasped at the cold before it was followed by Dean warm mouth lapping it up. While Dean was focused on eating the ice cream on your breasts, you waited until he pulled out before scooting your butt down further making Dean's cock slip almost all the way into your pussy. Dean groaned in pleasure at the feeling.

"Tsk tsk tsk," Dean said as he licked up the last of the ice cream, "I think you taste better than the apple pie you ate, baby." Suddenly, Dean reached up to unlock your handcuffs before lifting your butt up to where you were sitting in his hands against the headboard.

"Yeah?"

"I guess I can forgive you," Dean said before spreading your legs and thrusting his cock fully into your pussy. The two of you groaned at the pleasure as he set a quick pace. You took the opportunity to wrap your hands around his face to kiss him as he pounded into you. The feeling of Dean grabbing your ass and pounding into you was just about enough to make you come undone right there.

"Turn over," Dean ordered as he pulled out of you. You quickly laid on your stomach before he suddenly grabbed your ankles and pulled your body to the edge of the bed. As soon as your feet touched the ground and you were bent over the edge of the bed, Dean thrust back into you. Your legs shook at the pleasure of the new position as Dean snaked his hand around your hip to begin rubbing your clit. Dean's close, you thought as he did this.

"I want you to cum for my, baby." Dean whispered in your ear as he grabbed your hips and pulled them back to meet his thrusts, "Be a good girl and cum for me." Dean nipped at your ear after he pleaded and your orgasm ripped through you. Dean followed suit with a loud grunt as the inner walls of your pussy clenched around his cock. You felt his cock twitching as he emptied his load into you and just about fell against you. Once he'd pulled out and began to start the shower to clean up, he walked back over to you and kissed you.

"Next time, don't touch my pie."