She's blond, little and skinny, her eyes are ocean-blue.

And she's a very naughty girl.

She has her back pressed against the wall by Dean's body. Their shirts lay already forgotten on the floor and she's about to lose her skirt too. They're kissing wildly, passionately, looking each other in the eyes and never looking down because this was the dare. Her skirt falls on the ground.

She bits his lower lip, she pushes Dean off her and then he ends up with his back on the bed. Dean starts taking his pants off, then his boxers; she takes off her bra, her tights and finally her black sexy thong, then Jenna crawls on the bed towards Dean.

He's never been so excited in all his life; the demon inside him has taken control… literally.

Jenna is on top of him now, his cock into her and she's riding him slowly, so slowly that she's making him going crazy. She's playing with him, he can see it, the smirk on her face.

But nobody fools Dean Winchester.

He sits up, their mouths are touching but they're not kissing, just letting the electricity flow between their lips. Suddenly he pulls her hair from behind so she hisses and arches her back. Dean's tongue is licking her neck to distract the blond girl. In a split second Dean rolls her on her back and he's on top now.

It's his time to lead the show.

He's going back and forth into her while touching, squeezing and licking her breast. Then Dean places his left hand on the neck, like he want to choke her. Jenna lets out a gasp and then she chuckles… 'She likes it rough' Dean think when he bends down and bites her hear.

"Faster" she says almost out of breath.

"As you wish my lady"

Jenna smiles and another moan escapes from her mouth. He goes faster and her breaths go deeper, he goes deeper into her and when she almost screams Dean knows he touched the right spot.

Jenna is saying something to him but Dean can't hear her. He's too concentrate absorbing her, controlling his lust that is building and building at every thrust.

He never felt emotions so overwhelming before, it feels like nothing else in the world beside his own pleasure matters.

Dean pushes faster and deeper a few more times and then his eyes flashes black and he comes into her.

'This girl is paradise' he thinks.

He gradually slows down as his orgasm vanishes but he doesn't stop.

"Touch me." Jenna asks using her sexy voice. Dean realizes that she hadn't come yet. And he'll be damned (well, he already is, but…) if Dean Winchester can't lead a girl to an orgasm.

He put a hand on her left shoulder and with the other he touches her clitoris; now she's not doing any sound, just keeping her mouth open and her eyes closed while her whole body is trying to remain still.

When she comes she twitches and arches her back. Then Jenna opens her eyes and says "God, you're good."

Dean smiles, he kisses her for the last time, jumps out of bed, gets dressed and goes out of the door.

He's a demon now; demons don't sleep with hot chicks, they just fuck them.