[He moaned softly at those words, hip bucking up a little harder. God--] Dean... [He nipped at her neck again.] God, love how you feel around me, yeah. Love feeling you come, knowing I'm the one pushing you to it. You look so desperate sometimes... and you are, right? Say whatever you want but you love getting your little brother to fuck you, right? Love it when you feel me coming inside you, marking you up...