* NO ONES POINT OF VIEW *

Doors open.

* EVA'S P.O.V*

To be honest I had a pretty good day. Sam and Dean have lots of imagination and experience. I stink of sex and I love it. Dean and Sam went to shower in separate bathrooms while I just laid there staring at the ceeling. But enough of naughty business, let the seriousness appear out of nowhere.

I go into the bathroom to take super long shower to move all those little sperms of both of them. Now I smell like lavander mixed with vanilla. Such a lovely scent I will be sharing with the world.

I step out and wipe my body dry, then put on some clothes. Of course, making sure they fit almost perfectly, because no girl wants to combine green and purple together. So I put a plain black shirt mixed with jeans and I stick earrings on my little holes on my ears.

I walk to the living room, Harry is still there. We better bury him so he can rest in peace. Dean and Sam were already there, waiting for me. Dressed and all. Pitty.

"Waiting long?" I ask happily, no tension is present because we already know every angle of our perfect hairy and not hairy body parts. Uh, I am thinking dirty again and you must be very grossed out with my internal thoughts. I will just stop now.

"No, we just finished," Sam says and he is glowing with happiness. Dean follows him in step.

"Okay, so what are we going to do with Harry?" I ask and look at my ex husband. Wait if he is dead, I am a widow now? I guess I am.

"You are going to pack your stuff and carry it in our car, we will repaint this circle above us and call the ambulance. Before they get here we will be already gone," Dean explains and nods to himself and taps on his shoulder. I guess it was a gesture of a very well plan. I nod and go back to my room to pack all of my belongings.
Once I was done, Sam takes my suitcases and walks me towards the car, putting them behind, you know... where all suitcases go. I can't really remember how it's called. We do another circle. And in one sentence, I was ready for the ride. I try to call my parents again but without success.

I slam my phone on the floor and step on it. I don't need it anyway, it just goes on my nerves. Sam and I wait for Dean to come so we can hit the road. Once he is here, he starts the engine and drives off of the driveway. I really love this chapter of my life, hope guys won't go on my nerves because I will shoot them dead. So they must obey my commands. I do not like to be disobeyed, from now on, at least.

I am on a life mission and life of my stupid parents are depending on my searching. I always have to take care of them, oh, brother. Oh my my.. I totally forgot about my brother, to be more clear I forgot his existence. I try to call him but remember that my phone is smashed and thrown away. Damn, damn, damn.

"Do you have any device I could use to call someone?" I ask as I lean towards the two of them, one seat that was in one prevented me to lean inbetween them. Sam looks at me confused and with gathered eyebrows that are doing a little dance. I guess thats how he looks while thinking.

"You mean phone?" He asks and releases his eyebrows from dancing, they softened and relaxed.

"Yes, yes. That device you speak into and other person hears you speak," I agree with him, I kind of forgot how its called. What is wrong with me? I kick my head to wake up my brain.

"I have. Who do you want to call?" Sam asks as he hands me his phone.

"My brother," I say and lean back and dial brothers number. After couple of seconds he answered and I thank God for the effort.

"Hello?" He answers with his girly voice.

"Hey butthurt, where are mom and dad?" I ask and yet again bite my lower lip while looking at Dean's green eyes through rearview mirror and he looks at me too, his eyes were smiling graceously.

"I don't know, buttfart. They didn't come home for at least 4 days," He says, I widen my eyes at his answer. They were here today, and I got married yesterday. They were still home yesterday. All this was so confusing.

"How come? They were home yesterday when I called them!" I half yell back at him. I heard him take a deep breath.

"Eva, you were gone for 3 years. Since you got married with that Styles boy. We haven't heard from you in a long time. Last time you called was a month ago," He explains and I did not find words to speak. I try to mutter at least a word but nothing came out.

"Are you still there?" He asks annoyed.

"Yes. Okay. Um... I will contact you soon. Bye, butthurt," I say and before he could answer I hang up. I give that phone back to his owner and lay back thinking about a meaning of life. How could something like this happen? I talked to my parents yesterday and I saw them today! Where was I all these 3 years?

"What happened? It looked like Dementor came and sucked life out of you," Dean said calmly, but his eyes were burning my skin.

"I... I don't know how something like this can even happen," I start and stare out of the window, in that exact moment a sad song starts on the radio, Amnesia by 5sos. That is how I feel,  amneisable? Is that even a word?

"Tell us. Anything is possible when you live with a demon," Dean encourages me. Sam turns towards me and kept his intense gaze on me.

"My brother told me I was gone for 3 years and that the last time I called was a month ago," I enlighten them. Seems like they don't know what to say either, "My parents are gone missing for about 4 days," I add in case they are wondering.

WARNING: Another naughty part of the chapter. Because I want. ATTENTION THIS IS REALLY REALLY NAUGHTY AND DETAILED. IF YOU ARE NOT COMFORTABLE I ADVISE YOU TO STOP READING!

Without even realising Sam is next to me, cuddling me and warming me up in his big arms. His hands were too close to my breasts and I place myself so his hand was directly on my boob. That was oddly comfortable, like his hand is supposed to be there. And I felt so attracted to him, because he showed me how good he was.

With his other hand he lifts my chin and our lips connect in a perfect way. I am small and he is huge, in any way possible. We start to make out passionately as he squeezes my bossom, I moan in his mouth because it feels really good, he is super caring that it is overly sexual. His hands move down to my hips and he lifts me up in his lap. I feel how hard he already is. I am still numb from our previous intercourse but I am hella in for another round.

"Oh come on, guys. Not in Impala!" Dean whinnes but doesn't complain much. I smile in Sam's lips and I went harder on him just to annoy Dean. I enjoy it more than words can express. Sam snakes his arms bellow my shirt and went to my bra clip, professionally he unclips it and my boobs were now loose, which also feels great.

He moves away my shirt and bra and I am now exposed to him, being the tease as I am I move his hands away on my ass and wiggle gently across his hard crotch. I am sure I am wet as hell itself. I unzip his jacket and get rid of his shirt exposing his nicely done abs. I immediately run my fingers across that masterpiece. I grab his neck and smash our lips together. Those soft lips massage my own as he rubs my bottom lip with his tounge, I willingly open them and he slids his tounge inside. Battling with him and letting him win.

This guy is beyond perfection, his skills of knowing where to touch, press, squeeze makes me crazy and moans are leaving my lips constantly. Dean is not complaining, I am sure he is taking care of his big buddy by now. To take off our pants we have to switch position, so, Sam lowers me down on the seat and takes off my jeans along with panties. He bites down on his lip because of the sight he has in front of him. His eyes are dark and I enjoy the view, his hair is all over the place and manages to cover him beyond compare.

He comes to me and pecks my lips, then slides down to my neck surely leaving a small love bite along the way. Then his magnificient lips take notice of my boobs and he attacks them, gently again. I want him to be rough not this gentle so I intertwine my fingers with his hair and pull a little bit as I moan out. He understands what I want and his hand is already on my clit.

He rubs it gently as his finger is way inside of me pumping slowly, letting me adjust and prepare for him. I buckle my hips asking for more and he adds one more, then another one. I was close to cumming already.

"No hun, we are not over anytime soon," He says with low voice. That is even hotter than anything he has done. My cheeks are burning as pleasure is unbearable to handle without my whole body shaking violently. He went further down and his lips met my vagina. He licks it and a whole new sensation runs up and down my body. I forgot we are in a running car and, that just added up.

He kisses my clit and circles around it with his tongue. Then he enters me with that squishy thing that makes me even crazier than I was before. Daaamn! This boy is killing me, I want so badly to release but he doesn't allow me to. He is torturing me on a sweet way, sweet torture, that kind of torture that will be following me around for the rest of my life.

I open my eyes to see him squeezing himself through his pants and I see a perfect way out of this torture. I move him away from me and unbutton his pants, I am sure my look is tired and exhausted mixed with overloading lust. I switch position with him and he is laying down now, he smiles a little bit, his eyes completely black.

I somehow manage to pull off his pants and boxers and his manhood stands proudly in the air, veins visible as it pumps. I take him in my hand and lick those veins that popped out and I hear Sam groan in respond. Without any further do I take him in my mouth and start bobbing my head on his shaft. He moans and buckles his hips against me to deepen my actions. His eyes are tighlty shut and his eyebrows are gathered making him look sexier than ever.

His hands find a way to my breasts as he grips onto them like his life was depending on it, I moan and he moans back. Our conversation.

"Guuuuys!" Dean interupts us in a whinning tone. But I don't stop my actions and Sam is not in a spot to speak, he is overwhelmed with this situation. When Sam is done waiting he pulls me up and we switch places, his cheeks are also red as he looks down on my vagina and I stare back at his throbbing manhood. I am craving his touch, words and everything related to this perfect guy.

He slowly enters me, filling me up completely. My spine arches towards him as I want it to feel more sensational than it already has. He lets me adjust to his size and once he feels my walls are relaxing around him he starts moving. His hands are glued on my sides and he bent down to kiss me while our bodies worked their business the best they could. He quickens his pace and it feels amazing, he scretches my walls over and over in the most erotic way. This feels so good. So satisfying.

His jaw is clenched as another vein pops out on his forehead, such a lovely sight and I could not enjoy more than I already am. I pull him against me as I wrap my legs around him, bringing him deeper inside me than ever. I kiss him hungrily and I could not get enough of him. His movements are almost desperate as he moves furiously inside me. He is grunting and I am moaning really loudly, it feels as if I am in heaven.

"Harder, Sam!" I choke out, my voice shaking just like my body. I like how my body reacts to him, showing him how much I need him. He nods and goes faster and harder, completely new level. I don't know if I will be able to hold on much longer. This all is making my brain numb and my vision really blurry. We are sweating like never before and I must admit Sam looks very handsome like this.

When he got tired of this position he pulls his member out and lifts me up, so I could sit on his lap. So I do, he fills me up once more. His warm hands are on my ass as he directs my movements. And then he hit my g-spot over and over and over again and I am shaking uncontrolably under his hands. My grip on his shoulders is not dying as I grip harder.

"I am close..." he breathed out.

"Me too, Sam," I manage to spit out. I do couple of jumps when he hugs me and squeezes me, his head burying in my neck as he breathes heavily. I feel hot liquid inside me and then I can not hold any longer and, I let it all out. Our movements become sloppy as I hug him back and bring him closer to me everytime that non-dying sensation travels up and down my exhausted body. Once we are done, we stay like that for couple of minutes, just recovering. When power comes back to me I move away but still stay on his lap. I kiss his lips gently as we relax our foreheads against each other.

"Sam, this was... amazing," I breathe out and he smiles and kisses me once more. We move away from each other to put on our clothes back on. This was exciting.

Triple damn.

A/N: okay I see this is going in a really naughty way. I just had to write it. Now action will take over and there will be maybe couple of chapters like this throughout the book. Hehe. Okay bye :)