Damn, why did she have to be such a tease? It was quite typical of her, really, but damn. Muttering something that sounded like a cross between insult and praise at her slow continuation of the movements he craved, Sam decided that it was without a doubt a good idea to find somewhere satisfying enough good and quick. Otherwise Ruby would drive him insane. Either that or he'd be subjected to kicking her ass.
...probably not so much with the second part, but she was being frustrating.
Ruby wasn't picky though. He had to credit her for that. As long as it was hard and dirty, she was happy. Sam's jaw tightened as he slowly pulled out of her, the regrettable look on his face momentarily clear before he retreated over to begin digging through her trunk. Lifting it open, he leaned forward to dig through the objects inside. Blanket? Check. Handcuffs? Rope? No, he wanted her to have her arms. It was cold. "Damn, where's the whipped cream and chocolate when you need it?" He peered up from the trunk, smirking slightly. Stepping away, Sam moved out to the side of the water and spread the blanket out. This would have to do. The two of them, the water, the moonlight. It would have almost been romantic if Sam had already long since decided that he was going to go far from easy on her after all that teasing.