Dean smirked at the noises she'd made. Getting a woman off always made Dean feel a bit of pride, feel a bit better about himself - and hell. Getting off God? Even moreso.
He worked a bit higher up on her calf, making himself take his time with with her. It was tempting to just move up and dive into her, but he insisted on going slow. He wanted to make the night last, and above all, make it memorable.