That was almost too much. Because Dean Winchester could say one thing, he'd never had a woman go down on him like that. His eyes rolled back, and a shaky hand was placed on the back of her head. He didn't want to lose his load so quickly though. He wasn't a kid. And he did want to savor this.
Wetting his lips, he hoarsely asked, "S-slow down just a little bit." Because it was taking everything in his arsenal, to keep it only down to throbbing. But it was throbbing hard in the confines of her throat.