He caught her eye as she was looking at him like that, as if she was awe struck. He smiled at her, it would have been impossible not to with the way that look made him feel, as if he could take on the world and win. This was not something Sam Winchester ever felt, in fact more often than not he felt like he carried the weight of the world, so for her to make him feel free of that just by looking at him was nothing short of a miracle in his eyes.
With the last shred of her clothing cast aside Sam trailed his hands up her thigh once more, this time his rough hands gliding across her smooth skin instead of the fabric of her clothes. He met her eye again as he moved his hand higher, round towards the top of her inner thigh, brushing his fingers against the sensitive skin there.