To love is to lose control

"You want to talk," I verified. "Yes, we really need to do that," Dean said in a tight voice. Something was off. He was being way too serious.

"Well… we can talk… " I said and bit my lip.

"In a minute, " I said as I grabbed a handful of his blouse. I tried to sidetrack him and got up, wanting to be close to him.

Dean followed my movement with his eyes. While I stood up, I held his gaze seductively as I moved.

I stood on the couch, which still did not make me level at his eyes. Yes, I was that short, lol.

Standing on the tips of my toes, I wrapped my arms around his neck and Dean dipped his face a little. A hint of a smile lingered on the corner of his lips, but his eyes were still hard.

Whatever was going on, he needed to relax. I skimmed his chest with my fingers. I loved the feel of him. His nose gently brushed against mine. He was being too sweet, and right now I craved something more.

Increasing my hold on him, I kissed him with more passion, and I started pressing my thighs against him. For a split second I was unsure what his next move would be, but then Dean secured my arms around his neck and lifted my legs up, so that I surrounded his waist.

His hard length pressed into me. I could feel that he longed for me as well. My body ached for him as I remember how he had made me feel last night.

Dean walked with me around his waist, and pressed me into a wall. As his tongue teased me, I tried to release my breath evenly, but it came out as a gruff exhale.

I felt him smile against my lips. Dean filled my senses completely. I only smelled his cologne around me, heard his breath. Right now he was everything. "I thought about you these last hours," Dean murmured.

"About how you came for me," said Dean seductively. He tilted up my shirt, so that his hands we free to roam my upper body. "About all the ways I will make you cum in the future. Our future," he spoke as if he promised me the moon and stars.

His hands wandered the skin of my back, grazing at my neck and sucking my lips. "You, it has always been you," growled Dean and his teeth playfully bit my neck.

I let out a heavy breath, and he took that as a signal to increase the temperature in the room, by letting his hands glide across the material of my pants. He firmly pressed my butt against his groin.

"I need you," he ragged. "Dean," I tried to say. What had come over him?

I was wet, completely heated and his touch made me moan.

He left my lips, trailing kisses down my neck.

His breath was hot and heavy. "Tell me you will wait for me," he said in jagged breaths against my ear. "Tell me," he pleaded. "I will, I will always wait for you," I said instinctively.

Dean clutched my chin with his fingers, staring into my eyes. "Promise me," he pleaded with an intensity that made it almost sound as if I was to promise him my soul.

"I promise," I croaked. "I don't have long," Dean said as he played with the button of my pants. My head was hazy. What was he talking about?

"Just an hour before my plane leaves," Dean said and his tongue caressed my lips, teasing me again. I tightened my legs around him, wanting to leave him in no doubt of my intentions.

Dean grinned at me and his hand found the back of my thigh again.

"Where are you going?" I asked out of breath.

Instead of answering my question, Dean clasped my jaw, and played with my tongue in need. "I know I promised you to wait untill you knew to whom exactly you belong... but... Melissa..." As our mouths collided, he gripped my bottom again, and grinded hard against the soft cradle of my hips.

My head banged against the wall and Dean cradled the back of my head in response. He continued the rhythm he created and I let my head back.

His free hand roamed under my shirt again, lingering under my breasts. "You feel so good," he said. His voice was a low whisper and his breath felt hot on my skin.

I started fumbling in between us, unzipping his pantaloon. Dean took a deep breath, letting it out slowly. I loved the fact that I had obvious affect on him.

The tip of his hard length peeked out of his boxershorts, and I smiled at the sight. Dean chuckled and guided my chin to look up at him again.

"Always eager to me make me lose control," he said against my lips.

He grinded harder, and the friction was making me lose my mind.

God, how could he make me feel this way.

"Well, " I said and sucked on his lip. I seductively let his lip go and continued to speak "To love is to lose control." I reminded him.

"Oh darling, the deeper I fall for you, the more my will-power is crumbling." He gripped my hips again, increasing the pressure of his thrusts against my center. "Ah.." I sighed in ecstasy.

I was spiraling, mindlessly following his pace and let him take over by body. "Princess, how have I managed these last two years without you, without this, is beyond me."

"Dean," I breathed against his lips.

Then suddenly we heard someone cough. My whole body froze. It was Dani.

Dean looked at me for a split second, as if he was contemplating if Dani was worth stopping for, and then slowly lowered me to the ground. He still held me close. "Dani," I croaked.

"I uhm… Dean came over," I tried to explain. "Yeah… I can see that," Dani said nonchalantly. "Dani and I were going to watch a movie together," I directed myself to Dean. He still did not let me go, his lips inches away from mine.