The motel we found was a far-cry from the Hilton or the Four Seasons, but it served its purpose as a resting ground for our next delectable screwing session. Too bewildered about what I was actually doing-I told Angelus that I would wait in the car while he got us a room at the 'Roadside Sleeper Motel'.
Oh God, even the name of the hotel sounds skanky!
I now know for sure that I've become a total slut. I mean, I'm having sex with someone who's name I didn't even know, two hours ago. And for God's sake! I can't even pronounce his last name without sounding like a bumbling, stupid, skanky idiot that never made it past third-grade English of words like 'It' and 'The'.
I came back from my skanky-put-down thoughts when the driver's side door to Angelus' expensive, black, hurse-looking car opened. He slid in gracefully, barely rocking the car despite his large frame and muscled weight. Wiping a moment's worth of rain from his forehead that he had collected when he made the dash from the motel office to his car, he handed me a key. "18," he told me with a slight smirk.
"Surprising," I said in a low tone.
"What's that?" he asked as he started the car once more.
"I didn't expect this place to have more than 10 rooms in total," I scoffed slightly, trying to remove the open-sarcasm that was laying in my voice.
"Actually, they don't," he laughed slightly as he glided the car to the spot provided in front of room 18. "The overweight woman working the late shift in the office, informed me that the rooms skip odd numbers...To make it seem like they have more than they actually do," he shut the car off and turned to smile at me. "So they only have 9 rooms," he said simply, then added, "well 10, if you include the main office."
He paused a moment and then said, "but I don't think the number of rooms is very high up on the list of things you're thinking about," he peered closely in at me. "Wanna tell me what you're really thinking about here? Is it what we did? Do you want me to get a seperate room for myself?"
I turned my head to look at him, and attempted a smile. "No, I want this...You." I took a deep breath and looked out the front window at the door that led in to room 18. "I really want this."
"So what is it?" he asked, concern marring his perfect features. When my only response was a shrug of my shoulders, he asked calmly, "what's the reason that you're going to LA, Buffy?"
Without hesitation, I found myself replying, "my mother's funeral."
Angelus was silent a moment, and then he said, "were you close before?...To your mother, I mean. Not with the...with me," he added quickly as he realized how that must have sounded. I caught him shutting his eyes quickly in embarrassment, from out the corner of my eye.
I saved him from humiliation. "We were. Her, my little sister, my best friend, and I. We would get together on every holiday, and most weekends. We'd have our little Girl Time. It was nice. It was just...that was my family. I never knew my dad. So this was what I had." I felt tears in the back of my eyes, but I fought them off with an intense strength that I didn't think I still had. If I had strength, I might not have had sex with a random stranger in the middle of nowhere. Or then again, maybe it was because my strength was tested, that I gave in and had a sexual encounter with Angelus on the hood of my car.
"I'll understand, Buffy, if you just want to talk for a few hours. Get some coffee. Maybe get to know each other for a while. I mean...Contrary to popular belief among my friends, I can be a good listener at times like this."
**
Stumbling backwards through the door of room 18 while my lips were attacked mercilessly by the blonde Goddess in my arms, I almost slipped and fell on my ass. Buffy grabbed the hard bulge in my pants and moaned longingly against my tongue, sending vibrations through out my body and my mind; driving me absolutely insane with want and need.
I realized one thing as I heard the zipper of my pants come done...she didn't want to talk.
**
**You're my distanced destination of choice,
I'd give anything just to hear your voice.
I couldn't pass you on the street, Without saying a word.
Most times I missed the voice, That goes unheard.**
Falling to my knees as Angelus fumbled to shut the door and lock it, I yanked the zipper down on his pants, and pulled out his huge cock, attacking it as if there was no tomorrow. And all there was left in this world, was now.
Wrapping my fingers around the thick girth, I slid my lips over the tip and began to hum. My mind was whirling with passion, and intense desire. All I could think about, was how incredibly good it would feel to have him, pumping inside of me. Oh God, that would be heaven. Paradise.
I don't know how much longer I can wait before I...
**
She nibbled on the end of my cock, and I moaned outwardly. "Yes," I hissed as she took my length further inside of her mouth. She was trying to swallow me whole...a good thing. When her throat reflexes kicked in and told her to gag, she instinctively swallowed, and took more of me inside her hot, deliciously wet mouth. "Oh yeah," I groaned and laughed slightly at the pure bliss I was experiencing at the hands (and mouth) of this beautiful woman.
My fingers reached down to twine into her hair, but I resisted the urge to guide the rhythm of her head with my hands, and risk hurting her for the sake of my own pleasure. My mind drifted back to how good it felt to be buried in her hot, tight channel, and I suddenly wondered how much longer I could last before I...
**
**What if I missed you,
You got caught in the sun.
What if I did something,
Never to be enough.**
I shrieked in surprise and my eyes shot open as Angelus-with inhuman speed-pulled me up to my fight and began kissing me as he ripped all my clothing from my body. Falling backwards onto the bed with me, he attempted to remove his own shirt as we continued to kiss. Finally losing my patience, I ripped it from his body and detached my lips from his. I began kissing down his neck, and attacking his pert, male nipples. Oh yes, this was heaven.
As I continued to kiss his perfect skin, he guided my hips to just above his cock. He slid two fingers inside of me to test my readiness. And when he found me dripping wet with my desire for him, he removed his fingers and rammed me down on his hungry rod.
**People everywhere how could I be sure,
Is it you that I have been looking for.
What would it take for me to be comfortable,
With you, with me you're the chosen one.**
I let out a satisfied shriek of delight at the feeling of being filled by him. It was exactly how I wanted it. Sensing my needs for being fast and hard, he guided my hips into a faster rhythm, angling his hips so that he rubbed into my G-spot with each thrust, making me moan in ecstasy.
"Buffy," he whispered against my lips as I dropped my face down to kiss him, needing to feel his hot tongue against my own. I flipped my hair off to the side, and continued to assault his mouth with my own as my hands stabled me by pressing into the mattress on either side of his head.
**
She was incredible. Perfect. Wonderful. Strong. Everything I�d looked for without knowing it. I doubted she felt the same as I did as I looked into her deep, green eyes, but the feelings I felt as my own were enough for now. She was driving me on in ways that I hadn�t experienced in a long time�Or maybe I�ve never experienced them.
I never expected this when I booked that flight this morning. Meeting a gorgeous woman in the middle of nowhere was fabulous because I had a chance to practice my �Knight in shining armor� Routine which barely ever got used in my business line of work. There isn�t much need for a Savior in the law anymore.
**What if I missed you,
You got caught in the sun.
What if I did something,
Never to be enough.**
I ran my hands down her bare back, almost weeping at how incredible perfect her skin, her back, her entire body was. The thing that made her so sexy to me even after she�d been drenched by the rain, was that she was so sexy; natural. Most of the girls that I ran in to would have run right to the bathroom the moment that we entered the hotel room. But not Buffy. She was up for Round Two without checking to see if her mascara has started to �run��whatever that means.
It�s obvious she doesn�t do this whole �one night stand� thing ever. Which just proves how incredible and classy she is. Yet even though she was a lady, she was incredibly talented in all sensual acts. She�d dropped to her knees without hesitation. She�d moved to straddle me with no problems. She had no concerns about taking control.
I loved it.
All thoughts left my mind as she slammed hard down on me, sending a shiver down the base of my spine that made me groan loudly. She smirked slightly, perhaps loving the power she and I both knew she had over me right now.
**You are there for me, this I hope and pray,
You will wait for me, I wont be to late.**
**
I could feel it coming. I was so close. So, so close. Just a few more strokes of his thick shaft inside of me, and I knew I would be there. Feeling the need to see more of him, I sat up on my knees again, and continued to rise and fall-increasing my rhythm each time I dropped back down on to him.
But he didn�t lay back and wait for me to do it all. He sat up to, and wrapped his arms around my waist. One hand slid my hair to the side, and he began placing tender kisses to my neck and collarbone area. Oh God, it�s not fair that he can do this to me! I don�t want to fall in love with a one-night stand. If he was more, I�d have fallen at �Hello�, but it was obvious that he wouldn�t want more from me. He wouldn�t be looking for a passionate commitment of lust, desire, and love.
Just the lust.
**
I could feel her starting to come. I smiled softly as her inner muscles began to contract around me. Thrusting upwards deeper into her, harder and harder, until she was keening my name at the top of her lungs.
Oh that voice! So sexy. So seductive. And she probably doesn�t even know it.
**What if I missed you,
You got caught in the sun.
What if I did something,
Never to be enough.**
I was nearing the edge myself, but I wanted her to come again when I did. So I lowered one hand to her mound. Finding her precious little nub, I began to swirl it around with feather-light licks that soon had her panting all over again.
Pushing her over the edge this time, I joined her. The moment of completion that I experienced with her right then and there, was more than I�d ever felt before. Our eyes locked and our breathing matched as we hit our peaks at the same time. The moments of riding out the waves of pleasure were a blur to me. I can�t remember anything other then those deep eyes. Those beautiful eyes.
A moment later, my mind kicked back in as I felt her lips on my own; her breath still coming in hot puffs as she tried to calm down. She held my face still between her tiny hands, and took her time kissing every little bit of my mouth, making sure she knew the exact taste and feeling of each corner before she stopped.
**What if I missed you,
You got caught in the sun.
What if I did something,
Never to be enough.**
I lowered her down onto the bed, and pulled her close to my chest after settling the blankets over her precious form. She sighed hot air against my skin, kissing above my heart tenderly, and then taking the time to slow down her breathing.
Running my hands slowly, soothingly over her back, I gazed at the clock across the room. The glowing, red numbers told me that I only had a few hours to go before we had to be at the airport to board the plane. Basically stated, I had about an hour or two left with this wonderful creation that could not be replaced by any other�ever again.
I couldn�t deal with the idea of just saying goodbye to her. I had to think of something. Say something�Anything. But really�was there anything that I could say to convince her right away to make us more than a One-Night Stand? I didn�t know the first thing about her in all honesty. I knew she didn�t know her father. Her mother just died. That was about it, except for that I knew she was smart, beautiful, strong, sexy, confident, independent, and so incredibly passionate when she kissed�Or when she did anything else.
**
I shut my eyes against his damp chest and wished I could do this every night. I didn�t want a One-Night Stand with Angel. I wanted longer. Much longer. Was there anything I could say to convince him in the short amount of time that we had left together, that I could make him happier in other ways than just this one?
As I drifted off to sleep in his strong, protective arms�I wished he�d say something to make me stay, because I knew I didn�t have the guts in me to say anything to him.
I was too nervous about being in love so fast with someone I didn�t even know, to say anything.
**Will you wait for me,
Or will I be to late this time,
You are there for me, This I hope and pray.**
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