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Part 15



His promise sent a shiver of anticipation racing
up and down her spine, and she had no doubt
that he could keep it.

Hovering over her on his hands and knees, Devlin
dipped his head and kissed her. His tongue
coaxed her lips apart and plunged between them,
feeling it's way around the inside of her mouth.

Buffy's head immediately began to swim
dizzily around the room. Good lord, this man
knew how to kiss!

With his tongue thrusting deeply, it was long
and slow, and very wet. He pulled back just
enough for their lips to separate, but their
tongues continued to play outside of their
mouths, flicking at each other.

Shifting his weight onto one hand, he brought
the other up and cupped her breast, his thumb
rubbing the sensitive nipple. When he pinched
it gently between thumb and forefinger, Buffy
nearly lost contact with the bed.

Finally taking his mouth from hers, he smiled.

"I think you liked that."

"I..think so, too!"

"Shall I do it again?"

"Yes, please."

He chuckled. "So polite."

His fingers continued their tender torture, making
Buffy writhe and pant beneath him.

Devlin lowered his head. "Buffy?" he breathed
warmly in her ear. "Touch me, baby. I want your
hands on me."

She forced her eyes to open, and stared dreamily
up into his beautiful face. Placing her hands on
his waist, she flattened them and ran them around
and up the smooth skin of his back.

When she dug her nails in gently, dragging them
down his spine, he hissed in through his teeth and
arched his back. "God...do it again," he begged.

Buffy did...luxuriating in the feminine power over him
that he was giving her so willingly.

Deciding on a change of venue, she slipped her
hands back around and explored the firm muscle
of his chest. Her fingers skimmed lightly over the
flat copper nipples, making them tighten.

After letting her play for a moment, he dropped
a light kiss on her lips. "Don't go away," he
whispered, lifting himself off her and standing
in order to get rid of his trousers.

Moonlight streamed in through the curtains, painting
his body in a silver wash of light. He was lean
and well built, with a firm layer of muscle over his
abdomen. His biceps were nicely defined, not over-
blown like so many mens were. There wasn't an
ounce of fat anywhere on him, which seemed odd
considering the sort of diet he existed on.

He was, in a word, beautiful.

Beautifully made, and beautifully hard. His erection
extended straight out from his body, and there was
a pearly drop of semen at the very tip.

Spike kicked his jeans off, then looked at her. She
smiled and held out her arms.

Without a moment of hesitation, he fell into them.

He kissed her, then pulled back to look into her
eyes. "I'm falling, Miss Buffy," he said softly. "Will
you fall, too? Will you, baby?"

How could she not?

"Yes," she nodded. "I will. I....I have."

Devlin's eyes blazed with new heat. "Oh...me,
too," he told her. "Baby...me, too."

"Really?" she asked in a tiny voice.

"Really." He kissed her again, then nuzzled the
side of her neck. "Buffy...sweetheart," he whispered,
"I'm gonna make long....slow....sweet love to you. I'm
gonna touch you...and taste you...and make every
part of your body quiver. And when I'm inside you...oh,
I'll be in heaven, darling."

Buffy was pretty certain she'd be right there with
him.

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He moved down her body at a leisurely pace, not
about to be rushed through this experience..no
matter how much her breathy sighs of pleasure
urged him on.

His tongue darted out, lightly touching here, then
caressing there, leaving a moist trail in it's wake.

Over her breasts, lingering on the tips, swirling
around them until they were diamond hard.

Down the middle of her chest, then over to taste
both under curves of her breasts. He drew a line
down over her abdomen, then flicked his tongue
in her navel, chuckling softly when she twitched
and uttered something that sounded like "yeesh!"

After rubbing his cheek against the soft swell of
her belly, he continued down. The light brown curls
guarding her sex were neatly trimmed, and he
nuzzled her there, his nose taking in the scent of
her excitement.

Slipping down a little further on the bed, he gently
pushed her legs further apart.

She tensed suddenly, and he looked up at her.

"What, baby?" he asked.

She seemed unable to articulate whatever was
crossing her mind, so he took an educated guess.

"No one's ever done this for you, have they?"

Buffy blushed and shook her head.

It was all he could do to keep from shouting out
loud in triumph. Just knowing that he would be
the man to teach her about this aspect of love-
making exhilarated him.

"Just relax, baby," he coaxed her, massaging her
inner thigh with one hand. "Just let it happen."

When she began to soften under his touch, her
thighs parted invitingly.

Before Buffy knew what was happening, his
head dipped and she felt the wet stroke of his
tongue.

He licked her hard, then soft. Fast, then slow.

Stars were bursting behind her tightly closed
eyes. Going super-nova. Exploding into particles
and fragments of particles. Making her shudder
and twist in his gentle hands.

When she finally had the presence of mind to
open her eyes, she looked down and saw that
he was watching her face, studying her response.

It must have pleased him, because he pulled
away for a moment and gave her one of his devilish
grins.

"This is the sweet spot," he said, then lowered
his head again and began to suck at her clit.

Buffy inhaled sharply, her hands grabbing fistfuls
of bedding. She had never in her life imagined that
anything could be this good.

His tongue working over her was the most erotic
sensation she'd ever known. The moisture he was
drawing out of her seemingly had no end, and he
lapped it up with hungry groans.

Still maintaining eye contact, he slowly slipped
his tongue into her...then out....then back in again.

She was coming apart at the seams, her entire
body straining beneath the lash of his tongue.

Blindly, she groped around and sank her fingers
into his hair, forcing him down harder on her
needy flesh.

His tongue being otherwise occupied, he spoke
to her with his eyes.

** Do you like that, baby? Does it feel good? You
taste so sweet...so ripe and juicy...should I go
harder? Faster? Deeper? Anything for you, baby.
Absolutely anything. You want more? So do I.
Want to make you wet...make you come. Do it.
Come on, baby...let it happen. It's gonna taste
so sweet, and I want every drop. I can feel how
close you are. That's my girl. Now....scream for
me...**

Unable to hold out, Buffy gave him what he wanted.

She raised her hips and stiffened all over, coming
in a burning wave of pure liquid heat, screaming
her pleasure to the stars he had promised to show
her.


TBC....
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