Patience is a Virtue

"You know what, I think we should just take Max's word for it," said Wendy.

"I think you're right," said Dean as he shut the large text they had been going through. They had been researching a case for a presentation the next day but so far they were coming up with nothing.

Wendy stretched her arms over her head and yawned as she arched her back. They'd been sitting on the couch for several hours researching and everyone else in the house was already asleep.

"Sorry I kept you up so late, I just want to make sure we know what we're getting into," said Dean as he put the book on the coffee table in front of the couch.

"It's alright, I wanted to check it out as well," said Wendy smiling at him as he leaned back and wrapped an arm around her shoulders, pulling her to his side. Dean kissed her forehead as she lay her head on his shoulder.

"I think you missed," said Wendy as she tilted her face towards him.

"Maybe I should try again," said Dean as he kissed the tip of her nose.

"Wow, your aim is really off tonight," joked Wendy as she leaned up further. Dean grinned as he kissed her on the cheek. Wendy pouted at him, the urge to feel his lips on hers was getting stronger and Dean could see it, but he was determined to tease her, make her ache for him. He kissed her other cheek and then lightly kissed her chin. Wendy groaned before putting her hands on the sides of his face and claiming his lips in a heated kiss which he promptly returned.

"Grabby aren't we," joked Dean, when they broke apart to breathe.

"Your fault for being so grabbable," murmured Wendy with a grin as she slid into his lap and wrapped her arms around his neck, her lips meshed with his. Dean groaned softly as her tongue flicked against his and her lips roved over his, carressing them deliciously. He slid his hands up her sides and massaged her breasts through her red tank top feeling her rock hard nipples pressing against his palms. She moaned softly into his mouth and gently rocked against him. Dean inhaled sharply at the sweet friction of her moving against his jean-clad erection.

"Bedroom, now," growled Dean as he hooked his hands under her thighs and picked her up.

"You read my mind," she murmured as she wrapped her legs around his waist and kissed him back. Her lips left his as she nibbled her way down his neck to find that spot just under his ear that drove him crazy. They had barely gotten half way to the room when he couldn't take it anymore, he pressed her against the wall in the hallway and pulled her top up over her head before leaning down and teasing her right nipple through her bra with his scorching mouth, biting and tugging at the nub before soothing it with his tongue. She threw her head back against the wall as he continued teasing her. She reached her arms beind her and unclasped her bra, allowing it to slide down her chest, craving the feel of his hot mouth directly on her flesh.

Dean chuckled at her eagerness before he pulled the nipple into his mouth again, laving attention on it with his tongue and lips and occassionally light pressure with his perfectly sharp teeth. Wendy moaned softly in response as she ground her hips into his, feeling his stiffening cock press against her through his jeans. Dean whirled around and tried to continue to get back to the room. He fought the urge to push her into the wall and ravish her right then and there but she was making it damn near impossible for him to keep control. She was grinding against him, her hot mouth teasing his flesh just above his collar bone, her warm breath driving him crazy.

He finally managed to get them into the room. He grunted softly as they got closer to the bed and she pushed down on his shoulders so he fell onto his back on the bed. She made quick work of his shirt, pulling it off so fast he almost missed the movement. She leaned down and kissed him as her hands worked on the button of his jeans. He cupped her face and deepened the kiss, feeling her pull of the rest of their clothes. He lifted his hips to help her as she slid his clothes down his legs. He moaned into her mouth as her fingers found his hard cock and she slowly ran them up and down the collosal girth, making him inhale sharply as she slid her thumb over the tip.

Dean ran his hands over her back as she guided him into her warm entrance. They both moaned on impact as he entered her in one quick, fluid motion. She rocked against him, breaking the kiss as breathing became more and more difficult. He sat up and put his hands on her hips, aiding her rocking movements against him as her hands slid over his body. Wendy felt like she was burning up from the inside out. Dean buried his face in the crook of her neck as he nibbled on her sensitive flesh, the sensation of it driving her crazy. He ducked his head lower and laved attention on her left nipple as they rutted together at a frenzied pace. It wasn't long before Wendy was flying over that blissful brink, screaming his name, with Dean following quickly behind her.

They both panted, trying to regain their ability to breathe normally as Dean pressed his forehead to Wendy's and gazed into her eyes.

"Wow," said Dean.

"I'll second that," said Wendy with a grin as she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him. He slid his arms around her waist and hugged her to him as he kissed her passionately, he leaned forward and pressed against her gently so that she was lying on her back. The first time had been about need, about getting the release that they both had craved desparately, but now he just wanted to admire the woman he loved. He wanted to watch her unravel and come undone just for him. He pushed her down on the bed and gazed into her eyes.

"You're so perfect baby," he whispered before kissing her again. She gasped softly as he kissed his way down the side of her neck and massaged her left breast with one rough, calloused hand, the sweet friction making her arch against him. His mouth found her right breast and gently tugged on the nipple, biting in that way she loved before moving back up to her mouth.

He nudged her thighs apart with his knee and she wrapped her legs around his waist as he entered her slowly. He pinned her to the bed with his weight has he held his hips perfectly still while he kissed her. He kissed the side of her neck one hand bracing him on the bed, the other running over her right ripple as he rolled it between his fingers. Wendy moaned softly as he continued his delicious torture. She tried to move against him, needing to feel his length carress her inner walls in that sweet, sweet way again, but he kept his hips perfectly still, angling them so that she couldn't move. She made a small, impatient groaning sound as she tried to urge him to move.

"Move dammit," she growled as she gently smacked his ass, trying to make him give her what she craved.

"Patience is a virtue you know," whispered Dean in a strained voice, he wanted to move as much as she did, but he was determined to see how long he could keep it up.

"You really want to talk about virtue now?" joked Wendy as she gazed up into his goregeous green eyes, seeing them clouded over with need, she could tell he was close to giving in. She grabbed the back of his head and pulled him towards her as she kissed him with unbridled passion, making him moan softly into her mouth. He pulled his hips back tortorously slowly and slid back in just as slow before stopping again. Wendy was so worked up at that point that her orgasm overtook her by suprise. She arched against him and squeezed her eyes shut as it rippled through her body.

"Oh fuck, Dean, uuuhhh," she moaned as her walls spasmed around his length, pulling him in even deeper.

"I love the way you say my name," growled Dean as he kissed her through her high, his lips and tongue plundering her mouth. He began to move slowly against her, unable to hold back any longer, he dipped his hips into hers, his pelvis grinding into her swollen with each thrust. Wendy gasped, she had barely come down from her peak before she felt another one building up deep inside of her. Dean held her close and continued to kiss her as his hips dipped slowly into hers, angled so that he could thrust into her but she couldn't move her hips to meet his. The need to move with him almost drove her crazy. Dean saw the look on her face and knew she was getting close again. He grinned mischievously and began to slow down even more, pulling out ever so slowly and pushing back even slower.

"Dean I swear, if you don't move faster I'm gonna explode," she groaned, practically shaking with need. Dean grinned as he gazed at her flushed face.

"Anything for my baby," he whispered as he gently nipped the skin under her ear before teasing it with his soft, hot lips. He sped up a little, sensually dipping his hips into hers at a faster pace.

"Yes, oh God yes," she moaned as she felt herself rapidly approaching that wondrous edge again. Dean claimed her lips with his, smiling against her lips as his right hand found her clit, rubbing and tugging it. Wendy tilted her head back and grasped the bed sheets tightly as she felt herself fly over the edge yet again. Dean continued at his steady pace as he watched her. She moaned out his name and her eyes slowly fluttered open to gaze up at him. His eyes were clouded over with lust as he moved against her, his hips moving further back with each thrust as he plunged into her, and she found herself able to move again. She began rolling her hips against his making him close his eyes and moan softly as she moved with him.

"You feel so good baby," he rasped as he picked up the pace, slamming into her at an almost frenzied pace as he hit that spot inside her with each powerful thrust. Wendy wrapped her arms around his neck as he leaned in and kissed her again. She felt like all the air had been sucked out of the room as it became harder and harder to breathe. His head fell in the crook of her neck as he felt himself getting closer and closer to the edge of ecstacy. He slid a hand down between their writhing bodies, wanting her to reach her peak again, this time with him. His hand found her clit and he circled it twice with his fingertips before pressing down on it and rubbing. He claimed her lips with his, swallowing her moan as she arched against him. She cried out his name as she felt her orgasm ravaging her body again. Dean felt her body shivering under him as she reached her peak, her walls began spasming around his length and he felt like the fire that had been slowly building inside of him had reached the level of a blazing inferno as it consumed him and he flew over the edge so hard he would swear later that he had seen black spots clouding his vision.

"That was," Dean paused, his head in the crook of her neck as he searched for a word to describe what had just taken place, amazing just didn't seem to be strong enough.

"Phenomenal, epic, awesome, fantastically amazing?" offered Wendy as she lay panting underneath him.

"Exactly," chuckled Dean as he rolled over, pulling her onto his chest as he kissed her tenderly.

"I love you Dean," whispered Wendy was she gazed down into his beautiful green orbs. Dean looked up at her, his gorgeous lips curving into a soft smile.

"I love you too baby," whispered Dean as he tucked a lock of her hair behind her ear before sliding his hand behind her neck and pulling her face to his giving her a long, tender, languid kiss as she slid her arms around his neck. Wendy lay her head on his chest and he stroked her hair as he wrapped his arms around her, hugging her close. Dean smiled softly, this was his favorite way to fall asleep, all wrapped up in Wendy's arms and if the satisfied sigh that escaped her lips meant anything, it was her favorite way as well.