Hunter Hiatus

***CHAPTER THREE***

Jade pulled onto the 101 at break-neck speed with Aerosmith sifting from the radio. It was about 1 in the morning and there was very little chance of people being on the freeway. Now you’ve got to understand with a car like that, a girl tends to ‘get in the zone’. Dean gave her a nervous glance as he checked the speedometer. She was approaching 95 on an L.A. freeway… that’s never good. When ‘Heartbreaker’ started to play she reached out and turned up the volume and started singing along. It wasn’t a song that most people even know the words too, but it was one of her favorites. She’d always been a heartbreaker, and so the song spoke to her. She had only sung a few lines of it when she looked over at Dean, who had raised an eyebrow and was giving her a knowing look.

“What?” She said speaking just above the music. Dean just shook his head and looked away. Jade turned her attention back to the road, but when she gave a second glance to him, she noticed his fingers drumming out the beat and he was mouthing the words. She didn’t feel like calling him on it, so she just let it slide. When the chorus played again, she gave it her all in singing and just started laughing when she heard Dean start singing along. When she looked over at him, he just gave her one of those ‘so sue me’ looks.

The car sped along the highway and soon they were at her exit. It was only a few off ramps down the 101 and then off on some side street for a few miles the place was in what seemed the middle of nowhere. It really didn’t take them long to reach her place, but by the time she pulled into the garage Dean was looking at the woman like she was from another world.

“What’s that look for?” She asked as she noticed him staring at her.

“You don’t drive like a normal girl” He said as he got out of the car.

“Just what is that supposed to mean?”

“It means that you don’t drive like a normal girl” he said again and she just raised an eyebrow at him and shut her door.

“Okay” she said and started to walk towards the door that lead into the house.

“That’s not a bad thing you know…“ Dean said following her inside “I can’t stand the way most women drive… but you drive like I do. I can appreciate that.”

She just shook her head with that one. She’d heard it before and it didn’t surprise her to hear it yet again. She set her keys down on the kitchen counter and headed towards her living room with Dean in tow behind her, bag in hand. He dropped his bag down near the couch in the center of her living room. The living room itself was rather small, but being lightly furnished it seemed larger than it really was. She took off her jacket and slung it over the arm of the couch. Dean did the same then started to look around the room as most people will and noticed the few pictures she had on the mantle above her fireplace. Jade walked over to the stereo and tuned it on. The volume was low, but the music was Rammstein and she just stood for a moment letting the music flow through her. She stood there long enough to have the deep rumble of the music make her skin tingle. She shivered once and turned towards Dean as she heard him start to speak.

“This your mom?” Dean asked without turning to her. The picture looked vaguely familiar to him but he couldn’t figure out why.

“Yeah. That’s me in her arms and Onnie in her belly” Jade said as she moved to stand right behind Dean. The picture was of her mother standing outside a farmhouse about 7 months pregnant with a newborn in her arms.

“Where was this taken?” Dean asked her as he felt her step away then.

“The farm I was born at in Kansas” She said as she untied her boots and pulled them off letting them just drop on the floor. It was an old habit she’d yet to break herself of.

“Wait, did you say Kansas?” Dean asked as he turned around to look at her.

“Yup. Just like Dorothy. Only I never had a little dog” she said with a soft chuckle as she walked back over to him.

“You were born in Kansas?”

“That’s what I said didn’t I?”

“Where in Kansas?”

“I don’t know, we moved to California by the time I was four, I don’t really remember and my mother never mentioned it” She said looking at him with a confused look on her face. “Why do you ask?”

“I was born in Kansas. Lawrence actually…” He noticed then that he was looking her in the eyes and looked down at her feet.

“Yeah… I know, I’m short without the boots” she said she ran her hand through her hair pulling it behind her ear. It was a bit of a nervous gesture that only came out once in a while.

“I like it… can look you in the eyes.” He noticed then just how green her eyes were. They seemed to almost glow a little in the lower lights of her small condo. It was a bit unnerving to him and he wasn’t sure he’d actually seen them glow, or if it was just a trick of the light.

Jade could feel the temperature in the room raise a few degrees and she saw Dean staring into her eyes. She blinked a few times and leaned into him placing a soft kiss upon his lips. She turned then and took his hand leading him up the small staircase to the loft that she’d turned into her master suite. She made sure to turn the downstairs stereo off on her way. When they were in about the middle of the room she turned around and with a wicked smile on her face pushed him backwards onto the bed causing him to give out a surprised grunt as he hit the mattress, and the headboard to thump against the wall. She pulled her shirt up over her head and bit her bottom lip as she ran her hands down her body and undid the button and zipper of her jeans and worked them down her legs. She stood before him in her black lace bra and matching thong.

Dean just looked over her as he lay on the bed and wondered just how quickly he could get himself undressed. He went to move but was stopped when Jade just made a tsking noise with her tongue. She untied his shoes and pulled them off his feet followed by his socks. She pulled herself up onto the bed then and crawled up his body like a cat, shoulders moving in fluid motion with the rest of her body. Dean couldn’t do anything but swallow as he watched this woman approach him with a grace he’d only seen in one other type of creature. He felt almost spellbound by her and couldn’t do much but stare. She hovered above him with a strength that seemed a little unreal to him as she moved her graceful hands down his body to the bottom of his shirt. She slipped her hands under the soft jersey knit fabric and ran them up his body pulling his shirt up with. Dean sat up and pulled his shirt up over his head and made to lean forward to kiss her, but was only pushed back down on to the bed.

“Silly monkey… we play by my rules here.” She said as she reached over to her bed stand drawer and pulled out a green silk scarf.

“What’s uh- that for?” Dean asked his deep voice showing a little hesitant fear.

“Just a little fun” Jade replied as she leaned over him and took one of his hands and tied to it the headboard, then proceeded to tied the other one up.

“You’re uh, not gonna go all ‘Basic Instinct’ on me now are you?” Jade just chuckled and shook her head as she placed her mouth next to his ear.

“Don’t worry, I’m not a psycho bitch, just little kinky” she whispered in his ear and then ran her tongue along the edge of his ear then her lips trailed down his jaw line to his neck and ran her tongue over the tender flesh where the neck and shoulder meets. She felt rather than saw that he had a scar of some kind there, almost like a bite of some sort. It made her wonder how he’d managed to get that one, but then again, hunters generally had strange scars. She bit down lightly, then with a little more pressure as she felt Dean take a deep breath. She knew he’d have a bruise there the next morning. She finally let up and ran her tongue over his collar bone and she heard him give off a soft grunt. She smiled then and finally brought her mouth back up to his in a very passionate kiss. That was when she finally got her hands to work on the button and zipper of his jeans. She broke the kiss and heard the headboard creak as Dean went to move his arms and sit up. She just smiled as she crawled off the bed and pulled his jeans off his legs. She could see that he was very happy to be free of them and hastily she pulled off her bra thong. She could see that Dean was trying to work his hands free… he wasn’t used to not being the one in control of things.

Jade crawled herself back up on the bed and slowly lowered herself down onto him. It’d been a while for her and she just closed her eyes and reveled in the feeling of him filling her so perfectly. She just stayed there, still for a moment, as her body adjusted to his size. She couldn’t speak for Sam, but Dean was a big boy. Not entirely uncommon for tall men with their frames. She smiled as she heard the headboard creek again when Dean tried in vain to pull his hands away from it. She knew he wanted nothing more than to take control of the situation, but she liked being in control. She figured he’d have bruised wrists tomorrow but well… that’s a fun bruise to explain. She put her hands on his chest and started rocking in a slow pace, knowing it was slower than he wanted but she liked toying with him. She liked having the control, and she knew that the knots in the scarf weren’t going to hold him for long. Knots had never been her strong suit, and he was rather strong. She leaned over and bit down on his neck again, the tender part of flesh that she loved to bruise, and he would be bruised. She heard the headboard creak again and looked up just in time to see Dean’s hands slip loose. She gave out a squeal as she was suddenly flipped over onto her back and pinned down by his weight. She struggled for a few moments trying to flip him back over, but he outweighed her and pinned her hands above her head until she finally gave in and went limp under him. Dean smiled and loosed his grip a little as Jade bit her bottom lip and with a grunt started to struggle against him again, still trying to flip him back over. She tried to use her legs at that point to flip him over, but without use of her hands, she just put herself in the position he was looking for. Dean just smiled at her as he plunged into her with a little force this time. He watched her face as she gasped with the surprise of it and pressed her fingernails into her palms. She let out a ragged breath as the feelings washed over her and licked her lips as she looked up at him.

“More…” she stated in a demanding tone of voice.

“So… you like the rough stuff huh?” Dean whispered in her ear as he pulled back and pushed into her again. Each of her grunts encouraging him on. He started to pick up a good steady rhythm and she wrapped her legs tighter around his waist and tried to pull her hands free again, and this time he let her. She pulled him down into a hard kiss as she dragged her nails over the top of his back drawing blood just at the top of his shoulders. She heard him groan with the pleasure of the pain and he broke the kiss to give her a sideways look and curse. She just smiled at him with a raised eyebrow and a chuckle. Dean stopped, shook his head and grabbed her hands, tying them in the same scarf she had used on him. Jade just gave him an annoyed look, a soft grunt and a pouty face.

“That’s not fair, I like to use my hands” she said and stuck out her bottom lip.

“Well when you can use them properly, I’ll let you go” Dean said as he made sure the knots would hold. Jade grunted with the feeling of the bindings that were in fact a little too tight. Something made her wonder if he’d done this before. She pulled on the bindings again but Dean had other plans for her. He put his hands on either side of her shoulders and pushed into her hard enough to make the headboard crack against the wall, and finally get a soft scream out of her. He started his thrusts out forcefully slow but as he felt her body relax he picked up his pace once again. He loved the feeling of her warmth wrapped around him and paced himself enough that he could last as long as her. Each time she arched her back it tensed her muscles around him making him grunt with the feeling of it. If she pulled on her restraints, which was often, it tensed other muscles that made him moan with the various sensations. She may not know that she was doing it, but she was making it very hard for him to hold on much longer. Soon the pace he had going made the headboard start wearing away the paint on the wall.

Jade pulled on her restraints again trying to get use of her hands but failed miserably. She kept her legs wrapped around his waist for support as he drove into her body again and again. The force he was using made her wonder if she’d be able to walk tomorrow, let alone have feeling in her fingers from pulling on the bindings. Every move she made had her muscles tensing differently and the sensations of him sliding along those muscles nearly drove her mad. She could feel the sweat form on her body and watched as it dripped off Dean’s body. She could feel her muscles starting to tense all over and knew that soon she’d loose herself in the ecstasy of orgasm.
“Dean” she panted pulling harder on the restraints trying to wrap her arms around him She never had a chance to say anything more as his lips met hers in a bruising kiss. She moaned into the kiss as she felt her body start to tingle and could tell by his thrusts that he wasn’t to far behind her.

Dean could feel the muscles of her body tighten around him and it was too much for him to take. He knew that she was only moments away from orgasm and he wanted to meet her there. He felt more than heard her moan as he kissed her with such a force that he was sure they’d both have swollen lips. When her body tensed throughout and she broke the kiss to scream her release he made his last thrust before the clenching of her muscles brought him to his sweet release. He felt her legs drop away from his waist and he collapsed on top of her, spent and exhausted with their efforts.

Jade felt her body come down from the high of orgasm and realized that she really couldn’t feel her arms, let alone much else at that moment. When the feeling finally started to return into her body she realized that with Dean collapsed on top of her and her hands still tied to the headboard, she was basically stuck where she was and loosing feeling in her extremities.


“Dean….” She said and waited for his reply.

“Yeah” Came his muffled response as he tried to lift his head from her shoulder

“Um… I can’t feel my fingers or toes” she informed him trying to tug on her restraints again.

“Neither can I” He said with a chuckle.

“No Dean… that’s not what I mean. You’re not exactly a feather you know…”

“Huh? Oh…” He said as he finally came to realize that he was in fact laying completely on her and rolled off onto his side on the bed.

“Um Dean…”

“Yeah…”

“You can untie me now” she said as she pulled on the headboard again just to remind him that she was in fact in quite the predicament.

“What if I don’t want to?” he said with a suggestive tone that told her it was going to be a long night.

“I’ve lost feeling in my hands and shoulders… which kinda takes the fun out of things.”

“Oh.” King of the monosyllabic words.

“Besides… it’s a little hard to get me on all fours if I’m stuck flat on my back” she said with an even greater suggestive tone letting him know that the night had only just begun.