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Dean’s hands snaked slid under her shirt, fingers slotting into the dip of her spine and running its length. Her movements amplified the friction, and it drew a half-vocal huff out of him as he pressed harder with his hips, his lips falling into their rhythm.

Kelsey let out a soft noise against Dean’s lips, a shiver chasing down her spine at the calloused fingers on her skin. She broke the kiss somewhat reluctantly for air, lips brushing against stubbled skin.

When Kelsey broke the kiss, he took the opportunity to dip into her neck, sucking at the skin there. But he eventually broke that as well, his breathing harsh.

“I don’t mean to sound like a certain dick angel from way back,” he rumbled after a while, “But more? Yes? No?”