Sinking into Ecstasy III - Erotic


Author: Mistress Angel

Email: angelsslayer@yahoo.com

Ok, I intend this to be the final installment of my "Sinking into Ecstasy" series. I don't think I have the energy to write anymore of these anyway. I got a few letters saying that they wanted another one. I'm sorry if I kind of leave you hanging, it just ends that way. ;-) please remember that this one is the third part so it picks up were the last one left off. Somewhat. You don't need to read the last two to read this one. This is one threequel that can stand on it's own. So read on.

Now for the much awaited disclaimer.

Buffy the Vampire Slayer and all it's counter parts belong to the very talented Joss Whedon, and the fine people at Warner Brothers, and Mutant Enemy. No infringement intended. I just want to play with the characters for a while, (Especially Xander and Angel. heehee) anyway, I will put them back clean and in order when I finish. As always. Feedback is welcomed. Tell me what was lame, what wasn't. I can take it. But fiery, flames will only cook my hotdogs. Now on with the show. This story is NC-17 and involve Buffy and Angel. Turn back now all minors!!!!!!! You know who you are.


His touch was electric. It set her on fire. She lay there, trapped by excitement, by passion. She moaned as his fingers slid across her heated skin. Dusted lightly with a light sheen of sweat. A sigh, a grunt, a groan. It was all she could do at the moment. To construct together a speech pattern now would take more effort than she had right now. She raised her hips to coax him at the spot that needed him most, But she knew he enjoyed teasing her. Watching her squirm, and whimper for his touches. A pant, a sharp intake of breath. Her body was a jumble of nerves and there was nowhere he touched that didn't elicit a bolt in her 10,000 watts. He positioned himself over her, feeling the heat radiating off her body. Feeling her heart beat in anticipation of what he was gong to do next. He loved it. He loved the look on her face when she didn't know what he was going to do next. Breathless expectation.

He kissed her lightly on the mouth. Licking across her bottom lip, then the top. She stuck out her tongue but he would always pull back so she couldn't touch him. Not yet. Not until he wanted her to. He slid down her body, stopping at her heaving, beautiful breasts. He shot his tongue at the tip of her nipple causing her to arch her back and make a little whimper, silently begging for more. He caught it in his mouth and suckled lightly. Sometimes rolling it around it then sucking on it again. every lick made them even harder and perkier. His hand slipped down to the juncture between her legs. She opened up for him, and he did the rest. Sliding his fingers between her hot, wet folds. Running his fingers over her sensitive lips. She pushed her hips up once again, wanting more, needing more. He kissed her deeply, sucking on her tongue as he plunged his fingers into her. Hard, deep, fast. He stoked her with his fingers in the same rhythm as his tongue. His fingers mercilessly worked on her. Parting her and introducing another one. "Angel.."She finally spoke, when he lifted his mouth from hers. Her hips started to move faster and faster as his finger fucked her. She enjoyed every minute. His fingers were slick and wet with her juices. She was hot, so hot. And warm. And tight.

He imagined plunging into her with the same force as his fingers. His body responded quickly to his thoughts. His penis growing stiff and big. He watched her face as he continued to pleasure her. It was contorted into a sexy grimace, she was biting on her lower lip and breathing hard. "Come on baby, come for me," he whispered. She cried out as the sensations started to over take her. He pushed his fingers all the way in, he was only blocked by her cervix. Her lower was working hard at keeping up. She was raising herself off the bed so she could push herself deeper against his hand. They were working opposite each other. As his finger came forward, so did she. Hard and fast, both of their motions were almost becoming a blur. "Uh, Uh," She repeated over and over. his thumb sought out her clit. Rubbing it just as hard. This was too much, She came almost painfully as she stiffened and grabbed the headboard with one hand and the pillow with the other. Screaming her pleasure she came again, bucking and spasming all over the bed. He continued to thrust into her until she let it all out. She jerked and trembled as she came down. Her mouth hung open, she was unable to say anything.

He moved down her body. Kissing all the way down. She whispered inaudible words to herself as her kissed the inside of her thighs, he looked up at her, smiling. She looked down at him through heavy lidded eyes, she licked her lips. She knew what he had in mind but would she be able to take it? Especially after that incredible orgasm. He put the two fingers that were just inside his precious Buffy into his mouth and licked off her delicious juices.

She just looked at him her eyes filled with nothing but sexual desire. He kissed the inside of her thighs again, they were a little sticky from a few moments ago, but he knew they were going to be a lot stickier. He grabbed her ankles and pushed her legs up and opened her. He wanted to see all of her and he wanted to taste every spot. She reached above her head again and grabbed the head board, raising her hips again in fervent eagerness. He touched her opening with one finger, she was swollen and hot and ready for him again. She was going crazy, God she wanted him to just take her, now. He moved so he was off the bed and was kneeling at the end of it. Grabbing her ankles he pulled her gently, urging her to scoot down. Great am I at the gynecologist? She complied and waited. He moved her feet to the very opposites of he bed, making her as vulnerable as she could be. "Don't move," he whispered. He stood and moved across the room, looking back at her to make sure she did as she was told. His lean body absolutely magnificent. The sun was going down and he would look so sexy in the upcoming glowing moon.

She watched him as he opened a drawer and pulled out three scarfs. He turned to her and smiled at her. His eyes connected with hers and he held her captive with those compelling dark eyes. She couldn't move, she was like a deer caught in headlights. He sauntered back over to the bed and placed them on a chair next to the bed. Not saying a word he assumed his position at the foot of the bed. She was ready to kill him! First he made her wait while he rummaged through his drawers, then he brings over two very suspicious looking scarves and doesn't say a word about them. He kissed the inside of her thighs again, licking down until he met with everything that made her a woman. Her unique smell assaulted him, and he inhaled deeply. This was Buff. All Buff. He saw her shift and heard her moan. She was getting restless and he loved it.

He leaned down and placed one kiss at the opening of her. this made her suck in a harsh breath and clinch her muscles. He gave her a little lick and blew on her. She hissed her reply and lifted her hips up, hoping he would get the hint that meant now! But instead he took his thumbs and parted her wide like a vise and inserted his tongue in the very center of her. "Oh God!!." Escaped her mouth before she could stop it. He ran is tongue over every part of her, every now and then brushing over her tight nub of nerves. Every time he did she jerked and let out a high pitched yelp. She would rotate her hips when he licked around inside of her, darting the tip of his tongue on her. He would flatten out his tongue and lick her from top to bottom also. She was getting wetter and wetter and soon started to drip. He licked away every drop and started to nibble on her sensitive outer lips. She would push against his mouth, needing him do more.

She was on the edge and needed him to push her over, as soon as possible. "Angel..now." This was all she could get out because he now inserted a finger inside of her again. He continues to lick her as he pushed deep within her vagina. She was so tight and she gripped him with strong muscles that could only belong to a Slayer. She held him in place, as she squeezed him. He put her clit in between his lips and suckled. Being already on the edge, she bolted up and screamed his name at the top of her lungs. She shuddered as she fell back on the bed, gripping the sheets for bloody murder as he parted her once more and licked her to her full completion.

She trembled in a fever of emotions, flowing with her body as the waves washed over her. Her body was exhausted She didn't think she had the energy to do it again. He was ruthless. She lay there, spent. He chuckled at her. "I'm not done with you yet," he said slyly. He layed on the bed next to her and helped her scoot back, she really didn't want to move. He moved to lay on top of her but she put her knee up and flipped him over on his back. "My Turn," she purred.

Suddenly she got the energy to make him feel the way he made her feel. She straddled him and bent and kissed him full on the lips. He returned the gesture. Giving in easily. He put his hands on her hips and slid them up to her breast, squeezing them fondly. She opened her mouth and invited in his tongue. He explored her mouth tenderly at first but every time she moved a fraction of an inch he lost it. He bombarded her mouth with force and control. Claiming it as his own. She ran her hands up and down his chest and now and again caressing his pert male nipples. She shifted again. He pulled from her lips. "Don't..." he hissed, gripping her hips tightly. At first she was confused but then she knew what he was referring to. She moved again. "He shut his eyes tight,and begged again. "Please..god." She rotated her hips forward and backwards slowly, not much but just enough. He jerked upward, his rock hard erection probing her.

She pushed down on him and made him whimper. She almost came again at knowing that she could bring that out of him, just by being her. He rubbed against her wanting to come right now, he didn't know if he could take it. But before he could decide she moved off of him and slid down his body. He lifted his head slightly and watched her as she moved down his body, her face almost inches from his hard staff.

For a moment he was a little embarrassed. He was as hard as cement and was already dripping slightly. There was no way he could deny he was hot for her, but still, it did seem a little perverted. She didn't seem to mind as she took him in her hand. She wrapped her strong but small hands around him sliding it up and down.

His hips followed her movements. He lay his head back down, now it was his turn to grip the sheets. He felt her other small hand cup his balls and play with them, squeezing them and teasing them. She gripped him softly but firmly. "How's that?" she cooed. All he could do was nod. He wriggled impatiently from the sweet turmoil she was inflicting. It was wonderful. Her hand was soon replaced by her soft, warm, wet mouth. Just at the head. She sucked in sharply and blew out quickly. Oh, he had no idea she could do this to him. She swirled her pink tongue right around the head of him, once, twice.

She watched his chest heave up and down with his rapid beating. she continued to hold his balls as she placed the whole head of him in her mouth. She went down a little bit, relaxing her throat so she could take in as much of him as she could. He was big and she was not about to choke herself. She went down on him, slowly. She would go so far then come back up to the tip and once again swirl her tongue over him. Angel was breathing in short controlled gasps. His eyes shut tight.

It took all his strength not to jut forward in her mouth, But he so much wanted the rest of him in that soft, wet, tight place. He was grunting deep in throat now as she went down again, going a little further. She rubbed his thighs with the other hand as she sucked him. She kept going as far as she could and sucked hard. He jerked up, she placed both hands on his hips now, holding him down. He blindly reached for her, but he couldn't reach. She came up again, and went back down on him. Just like a lollipop. Up, down, up, down.

She sucked hard as she did, her lips tightly enclosed around him. He was going crazy. It was just a matter of minutes before he exploded. He didn't want to be one of those guys that grabbed the woman's head and rammed into her mouth but he was going out of his mind. He tried to keep control of his hips, but she was ruthless. She was going faster and faster. He could see her little blonde head bobbing up and down. He tried to warn her that it was time, he didn't want to surprise her, but it happened to fast. He came in a blind of light. She kept sucking him, milking him for every last drop. He came hard and fast and long, calling her name over and over.

Spent, now he laid on the bed unable to move. She climbed up next to him, and kissed him deeply. They looked at each other for a moment. Their eyes speaking for them. He brushed some of the hair off her forehead where it was stuck there from her sweating. "Angel, do you love me?"

He looked confused then concerned. "You don't know? now is a little late to be asking isn't it?" Looking embarrassed, she started to get off the bed. He rolled over and grabbed her around the waist. "It's just that I have told you before and I can't understand why you would ask me?"

She looked at him then looked away and shrugged. "I don't know, it's just the last time you told me, we were in bed and I just hoped, I don't know. I just...didn't want it to be the sex talking." She started to fiddle with the sheets. He lifted her face up. "I'm sorry I never told you before, but I love you. It's not just because you make me feel incredible in bed, it's because you are you and you love who I am." He hoped that made sense. He wanted her to understand completely. The grin on her face answered him. They leaned in for another kiss, he inserted his tongue in and found hers. He licked around her mouth, sucking on her tongue and sucking on her bottom and top lip.

He moved on top of her and slid his hand under her back. He lifted her up and pushed her back on the bed. He broke the kiss and slid off her to retrieve the scarves that he had lay out earlier. She looked at the scarves then looked at him. He told her to hold on to the head board. Her breathing sped up and she grabbed hold of in nervous excitement. He took one scarf and leaned over her with it. "I've always wanted to do this to you, May I?" Unable to speak, she nodded. He kissed her passionately. After the kiss he tied her wrists to the head board, loosely but securely. He took the other scarf and did the same with the other wrist. She was secured to the bed and wiggled a little.

He held the third scarf and looked down at her. She couldn't figure out what he was going to do with it. Tie her ankles? But it was only one. Gag her? she panted full blast, she was completely at his mercy and what ever he wanted to do, he could. That was scary, but wildly erotic. "Do you trust me?" he whispered to her. She looked at him with love and trust in her eyes. "Yes, " she said. He smiled and placed the blindfold over her eyes and tied it behind her head. She licked her lips and let out a quaking breath. A little shiver of trepidation came over her. She was in complete darkness. She felt the bed sink then lift up as he got off of it.

Her sense of hearing perking up tenfold. She squirmed, thinking he must be standing there looking at her naked body. Despite the fact that he has seen places that people would not see in their lifetime, she was still a little self-conscience all of a sudden. Tensing up and waiting she blew out short little breaths. He climbed on top of her again and touched her upper chest. He put two fingers there and ran them down her, running them down the valley between her breasts. She gasped softly at his touch.

He replaced his fingers with kisses, then he replaced the kisses with licks. His hand found her heat again and stoked her lightly. She unconsciously bucked upward toward his probing fingers. He kissed her stomach and down, down, until he came to her thighs. He kissed the tops of her thighs and down her legs. He continued down to her calf, moving to her feet. For the first time tonight he noticed the light pink nail polish on her toes. It made him chuckle quietly.

Even though she was his fierce Slayer, taking on Demons and the unknown, to protect their friends and family. Sometimes on her own, she was still as soft and sweet as girls should be. Polishing her toenails and being the wonderful, feminine, young lady he loved. He kissed each toe, then moved over to the other foot, repeating the steps only this time it let him up not down. He found himself back at her womanhood. Open, wet, swollen, and waiting for him. He was so hard now he was hurting. It had been long enough. He positioned himself over her and pushed her legs wider apart.

Buffy tried to relax, but this was the moment she had been waiting for all night. She bit lip and tired to keep control of herself. He put the head of himself at her soft folds, teasing. She immediately jerked up, wanting it. He stroked her again, making sure she was ready, even though he knew she was. A tremble of arousal ran thorough her. She continued to move her hips back and forth the more he touched her. She couldn't help it, it was too much.

She wanted him in her so bad, filling her, stretching her, making her whole with him. He finally read her mind because he suddenly plunged into her. Smoothly and swiftly. She gasped loudly at the sudden intrusion. Before she could adjust he was pulling out halfway and ramming back in. She got caught up in his rhythm rather quickly and soon her hips were moving in counterpoint to his. He placed his hands on the underside of her thighs pushing her up even more.

He sat up, looking down at her and moved quickly. He placed his hands directly next to her hips and moved his own in a mad frenzy. He was panting full on now, her tight body sucking him each time he entered her. He thrust hard and deep, wanting to make her feel every inch of him. Buffy strained against the scarfs as she was slammed against the headboard.

She screamed as she he pushed her legs even further apart. It was a very strange feeling not being able to see or touch anything, but she hardly had time to think about anything but his hard member banging inside of her. She found herself grunting as he stretched her. Oh, he was big, he opened her up and forced her to take him all in. Angel grunted to as he pounded into her. Before Buffy knew what happened, he was untying her. He was still inside of her so she didn't know what to expect. But he only untied her, he didn't take off the blind fold. Instead, he flipped her over and grabbed a pillow and thrust it under her. Raising her to his groin he slammed into her again. She gripped the head board again. God, she didn't even have time to prepare herself for it. She was still in mid-shock, as he barreled into her with raw sexual fire. She braced herself as he continued to charge into her anally in a frenzy. Her clit was throbbing and she tried to reach it to stroke.

Angel grabbed her wrists and held her hands down as he pumped. She screamed, and moaned in pure bliss. He jerked as he came near. She was close to. He thrust a couple of more times before he emptied into her. She clenched and bucked wildly in a fit of orgasmic twitters. This was the hardest she came all night. She bucked up again as she came again in a flurry of blinding quivers. She impaled herself on him again as she bucked backwards on Angel. He had come as much as he could and was holding her while she came down.

He reached under her and found her clit, rubbing her like she wanted to do to herself. He wanted to make sure she was completely satisfied. She came again as he touched her. She would have flipped him off the bed if he hadn't been laying on top of her. Shuddering again she started to relax and come down. He lay there on her as he heartbeat and breathing went back to normal.

He rolled off her and pulled her back into his arms. He kissed the back of her neck and hugged her close. Buffy opened her eyes with as much strength as she could muster. She could see the moon outside. It was glowing in the window. She smiled. She was the happiest she had ever been in her life. He squeezed her lovingly, fondly, protectively as he snuggled next to her. She snuggled back against him. "I love you," she said quietly. She closed her eyes and sighed in contentment. He brushed away some hair on her forehead. Within seconds she was snoring softly and quietly. He pulled some cover over them and kissed her shoulder. "I know," he replied and laid his head down next to hers.

 

The End


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