As Liz stepped inside the house she saw a shadow cross her path and turned quickly. Dean was following her into the house. His boots made a scuffing sound on the floor as he came up to her and gently stroked her face and tugged playfully at her sheet. "So you just come outside in the sheet huh?", he said with mischief playing across his features. He bit his bottom lip and watched as Liz silently nodded, "I was hoping you were close but at first I was kind of thinking it was a dream." "It was no dream, Sugar. You and Nicole need to stay with us until we know you're safe. Or until….", he broke off. Liz thought it was odd the way he didn't finish what he was thinking. "What were you going to say?", she inquired. "Just, that you don't have to leave at all if you don't want to. We can find you your own home or….well you can both stay where you are. I talked to Dean and he and Nicole seem to be hitting it off well. I think we both saw that for ourselves. And well….I feel like we've done pretty well ourselves.", he shrugged and wondered if he'd said too much. Liz's eyes softened and she reached to stroke Dean's face. "I would like that.", she answered quietly.
Dean leaned his face into her hand and then brought it to his lips to kiss the palm. He gently nipped the inside of her wrist and began kissing up her arm. Liz's breathing had increased and soon a low moan was escaping her lips. Dean leaned down to take Liz into his arms, with one arm under her knees and one across her back he carried her to the bathroom. Sitting her down on the floor he strode to the shower and turned the water on. Soon steam was boiling from the shower and Dean reached to remove Liz's sheet. He kissed her again before removing his own grease stained clothes and leg holster. He laid the leg holster and gun on the back of the toilet and soon was standing before Liz as naked as the day he was born. He wasn't ashamed as he pulled the shower curtain open and held it back for Liz to enter the shower first. He entered behind her and they came together under the warm spray of the shower head.
Dean leaned down to kiss Liz under the spray and she was surprised to see that a wet Dean was even hotter than "making love Dean" or "mechanic Dean". The water ran down his face and dripped off his chin onto her breasts. She licked her lips and stood on tiptoe to run her tongue along his chin and up his jaw line. Dean pulled her close to him and his hardness pressed against her stomach between them. The slipperiness of their bodies felt good to him and he ground himself against Liz a bit before stepping back to pick up a washcloth and a bar of soap. Lathering up good he asked Liz to turn around. She did and he began washing her back. Pulling her back into him he reached his arms around her and soaped up her front. He took extra precautions with her breasts before moving down her stomach to her sex. He washed there thoroughly and started to rinse her clean with the water. As he was washing the soap from her womanhood he let first one finger play along her opening and then replaced one finger with two and then even three. Liz lay her head back on his broad shoulders and enjoyed the moment. She could feel him hard against her lower back and was soon reaching climax.
When her breathing had returned to normal she took the washcloth from Dean and reapplied soap. She began to lather his chest and abdomen before taking his swollen member in her hand and stroked it. Replacing her hand with the washcloth she soaped him up good and then worked her way down his legs. His legs, she noticed were strong and slightly bowed. This made him even more ruggedly handsome. Liz then moved around behind Dean, kissing his shoulders as she went and began to soap up his back. He had a nice ass though you couldn't tell most of the time with the clothes he chose to wear. She cleaned his body thoroughly and then her arms wrapped around him from behind. She lightly rubbed her breasts into his back and reached to stroke him with the water making things even more slippery. When she didn't think Dean could take much more she stopped her stroking and walked around in front of him. Looking up at him through her long lashes she smiled a wicked smile and sank to her knees in front of him. She licked her lips and Dean nearly lost it. She took his manhood in her hand and moved to replace her hand with her mouth. Dean groaned as her hot mouth enveloped him. When she started stroking him with her mouth he reached to take her head in his hands and moved her to the rhythm that he enjoyed. After a few good strokes he leaned over to lift her from her knees and whirled her around facing the shower head. He stroked her wetness a few times with his fingers making sure she was ready for him and then entered her from behind. It wasn't long until he was spilling his seed deep inside her and she cried out with the pleasure of feeling his warmth invade her.
After rewashing each other the two stepped out of the shower and Dean took extra precautions to dry Liz off well. She went into the other room and found a pair of clean panties in her bag. Sliding those up her legs Dean walked in carrying one of his t shirts. "Maybe you can wear this until we can get you something else." Liz took the shirt and slid it over her head. She decided to look in a drawer and soon found some track pants that belonged to Dean. She slid those on even though they were too big and she had to roll the top down. "Now.", she thought to herself, "I need to go find Nicole and talk to her about what's going on." Dean came back in with clean jeans and a purple plaid shirt on. His thigh holster was again strapped on his right . Liz thought he looked dangerous and handsome all at the same time. "Ummm I want to go over and talk to Nicole.", Liz said looking up at Dean. "Yeah that's cool. We've got to make our rounds and check to see that the perimeter is clear anyway. I'll walk you over.", Dean said checking the clip in his pistol and sliding it into the thigh holster.
Dean and Liz walked next door and knocked when they got there. "Come in!", they heard Nicole call in a cheerful voice. Liz opened the door and found Nicole at the kitchen sink with a dishrag in her hand. She looked as if she had been cleaning. There were hamburgers and all the fixings on the table as well. "Hey glad you two came over I made enough for everyone and I was just about to send Deano over to get y'all.", Nicole answered in her southern drawl. Liz knew Nicole loved to cook and she smiled knowing this made her friend happy. She looked happier than she has seen her in a while too. Walking over to Nicole, Liz hugged her tight. "You look happy friend." "I am so very happy.", Nicole said and looked at Dean with a slight blush on her freckled face. "Ok everyone find a seat. I've got all the hamburger fixings and the fries on the table. Help yourself and I'll bring you your drinks." Nicole got busy fixing the drinks and passing those around. When she placed Dean's glass of sweet tea in front of him she leaned down and kissed him sweetly on the cheek. He looked at her and gave her his patent sideways smile. As she turned to grab the next two glasses he reached out and slapped her butt hard. "Ouch!", she said and turned to give him a half hearted mean look. Liz and her Dean laughed out loud.