Damn her. She sure knew where to hit home when she wanted to. Eyes closing, he tipped his head back at the slightest, giving Ruby plenty of room to work at his neck. It was like she was pressing a button, one that made him fall all to pieces whenever she decided to go for the exposed area of his throat. Everyone had their weak spot. Ruby knew that was his. Hands roaming her body, Sam inhaled heavily and pushed up against her again.
He wondered if Ruby was aware of how much Sam appreciated being able to be with someone like this. He rarely ever went at it with anyone while he and Dean were on the road. Being able to have someone whenever he felt like he needed the attention was a nice change to the lifestyle he'd become so accustomed to, particularly when that someone was Ruby. Sex wasn't the only thing that Sam cared about when it came down to what they were doing now, but it was certainly one of the perks. Ruby knew what he liked, too. A total stranger certainly would not. Definitely had it's advantages.
Even if she was riding shotgun in all this right now. His hands slid down to grip at her hips and, somehow, Sam managed to fight his way through the feel of her mouth at his neck long enough to force himself to look at her. Even in the dark, she was beautiful. But then that was where she was most fitting in the first place.
Still watching, Sam shifted his hand lower, his fingers seeking out her center. Shift in power? No. He still had it. Always did.