After a few drinks and a lot of flirting, Dean talked Nancy into going back to his hotel with him. She drove behind him as he pulled out his phone and made sure that Crowley wouldn't be coming in and interrupting anything, "Hey Crowley. Make sure you stay out of sight and out of mind tonight. I'm bringing a chick back to the room.", he said when Crowley answered after the first ring. "Where the bloody hell am I supposed to stay?", Crowley asked grumpily. "Hell I don't care! Get an adjoining room and listen in but just stay the hell out of my room tonight!", Dean growled into the phone. "Bollocks!", Crowley said before hanging up in Dean's ear. Dean laughed at the distaste he could hear in his partner's tone.
When he pulled up in front of his own room at the hotel he looked into the rear view mirror to see Nancy pulling in and then parking beside him. He stepped smoothly from the car and then leaned against the door waiting for Nancy to get out of her own car. She walked timidly around the front of her car and just stood there really not knowing what to say or do. Dean smiled at her hesitancy. This was going to be fun! He crossed his legs at the ankle and looked seductively at Nancy and then patted the hood of Baby, "So do you want to do this out here or do you want to go inside?" Nancy blushed a deep crimson and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, "Let's take this inside.", she said hesitantly.
Dean pushed away from the car and headed to the hotel room door. He produced a key from his pocket and pushed the door open waiting for Nancy to step in in front of him. As she crossed the threshold, Dean reached in and flicked on the switch beside the door illuminating the bedside lamps that were draped with transparent red handkerchiefs casting a soft red glow across the large queen sized beds in the room. Nancy looked up and noticed there were mirrors on the ceiling and a red pleather couch and loveseat in one corner. Dean let her take it all in for several seconds before speaking, "Do you want something else to drink? I have some whiskey." He didn't smile or frown but still Nancy found him scarily sexy. "Yes that would be wonderful.", she said as she placed her purse on the table in front of the couch and then walked over to one bed and sat on the end of it.
Dean poured two glasses of the whiskey and handed one to Nancy before downing the entire contents of his own glass. He sat the glass on the counter and then walked toward Nancy. Nancy felt her pulse quicken as she watched Dean coming nearer. He reminded her of a lion the way he stalked toward her all confident and sexy. When he was standing in front of her he reached and took the glass of whiskey from her hand and placed it on the bedside table. He was quickly back beside her and then reached out and stroked the back of one forefinger down her cheek. "I'm going to do things to you tonight that you're not going to believe.", he said close to her ear in a husky, sexy voice. Nancy trembled at the thoughts of the things he may or may not do to her.
Nancy tilted her head up as Dean nuzzled just below her jaw and then she felt his tongue flick out and taste her. Then his lips kissed where he had just licked. Nancy's hands rested on Dean's shoulders keeping her from falling down or swaying too much. Dean stepped closer to her and she felt as if she would pass out from the feeling of his hard body against her own more supple one. Dean buried his hands in her hair as he covered her mouth with his own. His tongue probed at the slit between her lips until she opened herself up for him. Dean probed her mouth with his warm tongue sliding one hand down her ribs and over her hip to cup her ass, pulling her closer to him. It was then that she felt his growing length causing her to suck in a breath. She felt a heaviness in her stomach and knew that her panties were soaking just from this little bit of teasing.
Dean sensed the change in Nancy and growled as he pushed her back onto the bed, never taking his mouth from hers. Nancy let him do whatever he wanted and felt him removing her top and pants. Soon she was naked in front of him except for her panties. They were indeed soaked through and she sucked in another breath as Dean looked down into her eyes as he trailed two fingers over her panty clad center. "I'm going to have you screaming my name before the night is over.", Dean said to her as he gave her a wicked smile. Nancy shivered in anticipation as Dean began to remove his own clothes. When he was standing before her naked as the day he was born except for the tattoo that adorned his chest, he smiled crookedly at Nancy. "Well it's not going to suck it's self beautiful. On your knees.", he ordered. Instead of pissing Nancy off it caused her to want him even more.
Kneeling on the floor in front of Dean, Nancy slipped her hand up and stroked down his length a couple times before leaning forward and licking his tip. She tasted the pre come that was leaking there and moaned quietly as she leaned forward and took as much of him into her mouth as she could fit. One hand held his base and worked along with her mouth while the other cupped lower and kneaded. Dean began to move against her and tangled his fingers in her hair as he urged her on. After a few minutes he pulled away from her, "That's enough. On your stomach on the bed.", he ordered. Nancy did as she was told and crawled up onto the bed, lying down on her stomach.
Dean stroked up and down his length a few times as he watched Nancy laying face down like a buffet in front of him. Finally with a growl he moved onto the bed and grabbed the tops of Nancy's satin panties and ripped them from her body. They tore easily under his strength and he tossed them over his shoulder. Spreading her legs slightly Dean smoothed one large hand over her now exposed bottom. Nancy was enjoying the feel of Dean's slightly calloused hand and then it was gone. Suddenly Dean brought his open palm down hard across her bottom causing a loud slapping sound to reverberate through the room. Nancy cried out in surprise, but felt a thrill run through her. Dean chuckled and then began rubbing over the angry red handprint on Nancy's pale skin. His fingers finally trailed lower and she felt him probe her damp center. Nancy began to moan.
Dean increased his speed with his fingers for several long minutes and then withdrew. He rubbed his hand over his aching hardness again, smearing a bit of Nancy's wetness against his skin. Taking himself in his hand he moved forward and rubbed the tip along Nancy's opening. Nancy tried to push her body back to connect with Dean but his free hand held her hip keeping her from moving onto him. "I want you to beg for it Nancy. Remember I told you that you would be screaming my name before the night was over." Dean pressed forward and only inserted his tip into Nancy and she cried out from the pleasure of just feeling him penetrate her. Dean began to pulse just lightly, not really pushing any farther in but letting her feel him. After doing that for a minute he withdrew again. Nancy whimpered with the loss.
"Please Dean. Please. I want you." Dean smiled to himself, "There's my good girl." And with that he pressed forward until he was buried to the hilt. Nancy cried out at the feeling of being so filled so fully. Dean began to withdraw slowly and then slammed fully back into Nancy. Then his speed increased. He withdrew and plunged back inside so hard and fast that Nancy was moved forward onto the bed. Soon Nancy began to keen with pleasure and then Dean slapped her across the bottom again. She cried out with the mixture of pain and pleasure. After sever long minutes of this brutal pounding and Nancy crying out Dean slapped her butt again, "You haven't screamed my name yet.", he said menacingly. Reaching down and grabbing her hips with both hands Dean slammed even harder into Nancy and she felt as if she was about to lose consciousness. Then, "DEAN! OH MY GOD DEAN! HARDER DEAN HARDER! DEEEAAAAN!" And she did almost collapse with her release. This sent Dean into orbit as well and he let himself go inside her.
When they were lying in a sweaty heap after all the trembling stopped Dean realized that he hadn't revealed his true self to her. She didn't even know his last name but even more amazing than that is the fact that Dean never felt the need to scare her by letting his eyes go black. Would she have still come home with him if she had known he was a demon? Maybe….maybe not. Nancy sighed contentedly and closed her eyes.