Dean curled his fingers in the bottoms she was wearing and gave a yank. Hoping to take out a seam, or a button or a zipper, something that would get them off quickly. Because everything else was just too damn slow. He pushed pant and panties down at the same time, once they gave way to him. He needed her naked.
He only leaned back long enough for her to get the shirt up over her head, and then he was drawing her back into the kiss. Having taken a glance just enough to see exactly where the bed was. Keeping her close he coaxed her back. Toward the comfort of her bed.