“I love you.”

Upon hearing those words William pushed her away from him.

“I love you William Leslie.”

“No. No. Stop saying that,” he said raking a hand through his hair and refusing to look at his blond haired beauty.

Buffy moved back to him, her feet crunching slightly from the leaves and twigs on the forest floor. She forced his eyes to meet hers. Her hand lifted and rubbed itself against his soft cheek, burning him with her touch.

“I love you. You are the first thing I think of when I awaken and you are the last thing I think of when I fall asleep. My thoughts are always clouded with images of you. You are my half William. The other half that makes me whole,” She breathed.

William couldn’t help himself as he crushed his lips to hers. Her next words muffled in his mouth. She sighed contently and wound her arms around his neck. William groaned as he felt Buffy give herself to him. He wrapped his arms tightly around her middle and lifted her, her legs around his waist.

She felt the pulse of his hardened manhood through her drawers hidden tight within his breeches. William moved his hand up kneading her back with his strong fingers to her neck, pulling her mouth harder against his. He opened his mouth slightly and was surprised when hers opened as well, their tongues dancing a sensual dance within their hot caves.

William backed them up against the same tree Buffy had been crying on earlier. He pressed her back into the smooth bark as his lips left a trail of fire down from her mouth to her neck. His mouth found her pulse beating strong and fast and latched itself to her vein sucking softly.

Buffy put her face down and moaned in his hair. William pressed her harder against the tree and raised his hands to her breasts. He unbuttoned the cream colored buttons spilling her breasts out into his waiting hands. Buffy whimpered as his hot mouth covered her rosy nipple.

William opened his clear blue eyes and stared at her while he teased her nipple with his mouth, tongue and teeth. Buffy wove her fingers through his hair, her nails slightly scraping his scalp. Unconsciously she rubbed herself against him, the hard outline of his cock straining even harder as she bounced against him.

“You’re going to be the death of me,” William breathed against her silky soft breasts.

Buffy responded by pulling his mouth roughly to hers and proceeded to kiss the very soul out of him.

‘Ahh but what a way to die,” he thought as he sucked on her bottom lip.

Buffy plundered William’s mouth with her kisses, their tongues dueled and danced. Both broke away breathlessly, their foreheads touching.

“We should stop,” William said trying to make himself get some control.

“No we shouldn’t,” She rebelled.

William pulled back and looked into her eyes.

“You do know what you are saying right?”

“Yes William. I want you. I want you to love me. Love me William,” Buffy breathed.

“God Buffy I love you,” He said as he kissed her again. This time it was slow and tender, his mouth moving languidly against hers. William’s hands explored her body coming to rest on her hips. He moved them slowly towards the apex of her thighs where her dress was gathered in a bundle.

Nimbly he moved her skirts to the side and slid his hands up the smooth curves of her thighs. His fingers brushed against the sides of her soaked drawers causing her to moan in his mouth. William found the part in her under garment and ripped them from her body.

Buffy gasped and continued kissing him as he threw her drawers to the side. With time stopping slowness William finally eased his fingers onto her dripping cleft. His fingers slid up and down her slit gathering her wetness before pausing at her pleasure point. Gently he flicked her nub with his thumb. Buffy cried out and jerked against him, a tiny orgasm flowing through her body.





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