Mm, denial, huh? [He smiled a little at the clutching, biting back a groan at the way she was moving against him.] Good, at least I know you won't get pissed if I keep you on edge awhile, huh? [He shrugged.] Think I got a fetish for getting you off in general, Dean...

[He kept teasing her for a moment more, getting her as close as possible before he stopped, reaching down to grab at her hips with his free hand and hold firm enough to keep her from squirming against the fingers still lingering inside of her--not giving any stimulation and were soon being drawn out so he could lick them clean.] You feel so good, Dean... taste good too.