Despite all her flirting over the years, Jo had only slept with a limited number of guys. Cas was number four, as a matter of fact, and was nothing like any lover she had been with before. Her eyes slid shut as her head arched backwards, allowing him better access to her throat. Her hips shifted, arching upwards in an effort to try and get him inside of her, even as her hands slid across his skin, caressing softly.