[He took a few careful breaths, his hand slipping out from under her skirt, tugged the fabric back into place as he debated. He didn't want her mouth off him, but he didn't want to-- couldn't wait to go fuck her and... damn. He turned to catch her in a rough, deep kiss.]

Think we should grab that slushie and head back out to the car, Dean. [He murmured the words, tipping his head to press his lips to her ears, speaking softly.] Want to fuck you again so bad already, Dean. Want to see you trying to hold back while I'm thrusting as hard and fast as I can into you.