He liked hearing her beg. In fact, if he wasn't already aching to be inside of her, he knew that he would have been just from watching her plead. She must have known how hot he thought it was, seeing her like that. Maybe she did it on purpose. Or maybe, just maybe, she actually meant it all. Sam liked to think that it was the latter. He was actually really, really hoping that it was.
Pulling away from Ruby like that when he had been so close to finding release had been a bad plan, but Sam knew that it would be worth it when he found his way inside of her. And he would. As quickly as he could manage.
Sam eagerly kissed her as soon as he managed to climb his way back onto the bed himself. They had played around. Sam had been holding out. It was time for him to finally give in to the strain that he'd been fighting off ever since she had taken that shirt of hers off. Tempting him into bed with her had been wrong, especially since he so easily fell into it, but Sam didn't much care about right or wrong at this point. If he did, he wouldn't be here getting ready to screw a demon.
His movements were desperate. Hungry. Full of want and need while lacking in control and patience. Sam had tried that, the whole being patient thing. He did pretty well, considering he got through getting Ruby off and halfway through letting her do the same to himself before losing it. Not a bad record for a guy like him. Still, he had waited long enough. Sam broke way between her legs and pushed into her, groaning in satisfaction at the way it felt to be back inside the body she wore. Biting at her neck greedily, Sam then pulled back and heavily shoved his waist back toward hers again.