[Dean was having a hard time concentrating on food, too. Her body was aching to get more of Sam. The slight touch was just a reminder of what was so close, but still so far away. For the first time in a long time, Dean just couldn't wait for a meal to end.]

[By the time she finished eating, she'd pressed her thigh right up against his and her hips were rocking very slightly each time his hand smoothed over her inner thigh. So was so turned on. The vibrator was keeping her nice and on edge, just enough to make her incredibly needy, but not enough to get her there.]

[She sat with her hands folded obediently on the table in front of her, waiting for him to finish eating.]