Katherine was the queen of the unexpected, but when his heated hands landed on her hips, encircling her tiny waist and thrusting himself inside her, the vampire would admit he'd caught her slightly off guard. She wasn't sure what he would have chosen. Part of her figured it might be her tongue and lips, but then again, he'd shocked her with his sudden desire to be inside her. Not that Katherine was complaining; the feel of him between her legs, inside, just being, was overwhelmingly hot for the vampire. It was much hotter than it should have been considering Dean was a mere human and humans were such lame play things most days. He was quickly proving otherwise though and Katherine was glad; she really didn't want to kill him just yet.
Pressing her lips to his ear, the vampire let out a soft moan. It could have been louder; he had her screaming in the clothing store, but it would come to that...or maybe this time he would be the one screaming. Hands slid from around her waist and he looked up at her, classic, crooked grin on that handsome face, and Katherine couldn't help, but return it with a sly one of her own. "I was hoping you'd pick that one," she purred. Being of the supernatural species, Katherine had quite the unbeatable stamina and as soon as he released her hips, she started to grind against him, slow and deep, wanting him to feel everything, every moment, perfectly inside her.