Chapter 6

Buffy was flying on clouds as her mouth dueled with Angelus'. She hadn't been kissed in so long she had almost forgotten what it felt like. This, this felt like heaven, absolutely divine happiness. The blood pumped in her, her gut screamed out to him to take her and make her his. The only thing she wanted to feel right now was him and only him.

He lifted her up and held her in his strong arms. She had never felt so happy in all of her life.

Ending the kiss to catch their breaths, she hugged his shoulder with a shit happy grin. Nothing could bring her down from this moment.

All of a sudden two thundering loud shots rang through the night's quiet air. Her eyes, bulging with fear and shock looked down to Angelus' back and saw two bullet wounds in his back.

Looking up, she saw Riley standing there with his gun once again with a smug look on his face.

Immediately she pushed him off of her. She couldn't do this. This would only lead to heartache and disappointment and yet more heart ache. She had been in love once and she had been a fool. It was the biggest mistake of her life, and she had vowed never to fall in love again after it.

Her eyes softened as she looked into his and she couldn't help but think, "Even if the one you're meant to be with is standing in front of you?"

Standing her ground, she resolved within herself that even if the one man she knew she was meant to be with came into her life. She had seen relationships fail every which way she turned and she was tired of being hurt. She had already been shattered when she was little and ever since then she had been stepped on.

"Angelus, I'm sorry," she started to say, "I can't do this," she said to him like she was trying to convince herself as well.

Angelus looked at her with lusty hot eyes, and grabbed her around her waist, as he kissed her again, he moved his hands lower and around her ass. He lifted her up and broke the kiss.

Breathing hard, he said, "You can't do this? I believe to think that you can. Quite well might I add," he said after a momentary pause.

Stopping him before he kissed her again, she took his hands away from her body and placed them at his side.

"Look you seem like a great guy, I mean, you rescued me, and you're an excellent kisser, and a fabulous dresser, but I can't get involved again." She tried to reason with him. Every other fiber of her being was shooting herself for being so stupid but her head was so stubborn and set on just pushing every guy she knew away.

"Why not? You are such a beautiful woman Buffy, what man wouldn't want you?" he moved in closer.

Looking down she mumbled, "I don't know, my father?"

"What?" he asked not hearing her. There was something in his question that triggered her reaction though. "Tell me what you said, Buffy." He almost demanded of her.

Her eyes snapped up to see his demanding ones. She didn't obey demands unless they were a paying customer. Even then, she'd only do so much. She had to draw the line somewhere and that somewhere was usually sex.

"I don't have to tell you anything! You think that you can just swoop in, and kiss me and sweep me off my feet and I'd be with you for the rest of your life? Well I hate to disappoint, but that's not gonna happen!" she huffed as she stormed away.

He loved to see this side of her. The angry, passionate woman side of her, not the crying, whimpering, little girl.

With a slight laugh inside of him, he taunted, "And who would have saved you from Parker earlier if I hadn't shown up?"

She stopped in her tracks and she sighed. She didn't turn her head back to look at him. She didn't want to see his incredibly sexy face. She feared that if she did, she'd lose her control and her wall would crumble like a poorly made birthday cake.

"Look Angelus, I told you. I am eternally grateful to you for what you did for me tonight, and I will always be in your debt, but you said that you didn't want a reward, so why should I stick around?" she asked as she continued on her journey away from him.

"Because I said so!" he shouted back to her.

Now she was REALLY pissed off.

Marching back over to him she slapped his face and yelled, "And you're so great and powerful WHY? Because you SAID SO? If that isn't the MOST incredibly stupid thing I've ever heard in all of my life I don't know what is! You think you're GOD now and you control all things and you control my life and my decision? Well I feel sorry for you, you stupid, arrogant, son of a bi-" She was cut off by Angelus taking control of her mouth and practically shoving his tongue down her throat in the most intense kiss she'd been forced into.

This time, instead of still kissing her in the parking ramp, he picked her up, and she wrapped her legs around his waist like it was second nature. He carried her up the flights of stairs to his apartment, knowing the route by heart from all the women he did the same thing with.

Opening the door he kicked it shut and put her back up against the wall. He sucked and kissed and worshipped every part of her skin until he finally set her on the bed.

As she laid on his bed, her hair all a mess around her head, he had never seen an angel until now. She was simply breathtaking. How could she not know that? He had never seen a more beautiful thing on this planet then who he was staring at right now. Her eyes sparkled like emeralds and actually emeralds paled in comparison.

He lifted up her shirt to reveal her white lace bra. Her body was so perfect. Her breasts while small, fit almost perfectly in his palm. The way she quivered from his touch all proved what he'd felt all along. She was his mate.

He took his shirt off and revealed his muscled arms with his six pack abs and his broad shoulders that made every girl bit their lips they looked so tasty.

He moved on top of her and placed butterfly kisses all along her collar bone and lightly nibbled on her earlobe before attacking her sweet, vanilla tasting lips once again.

His hands ventured downward to her skirt where he pushed it up and ripped off her pathetic excuse for underwear. Running his hand along her thighs he pushed one finger inside of her dripping sex.

The incredible feeling was making Buffy moan and want more. She would take anything that he could give her right now. She knew that this was wrong and she was making a mistake but for once her brain wasn't calling the shots.

It was when he slipped his digit inside of her, that he realized that she was a virgin. God she was only fifteen! He was twenty three! This was so wrong on so many levels. For some reason the fact that she was eight years younger then he wasn't a big factor in his mind as much as the "virgin" factor.

"Are you sure you want this Buffy?" he asked her as he was working his magic on her body.

He was making it SO hard for her to refuse him.

Bringing his head down she kissed him as her answer. She had come this far she might as well get it over with now. She was just glad that she was on birth control.

Gently he slid himself inside of her. She gasped a little at the amount of pain she was in. He was so big. She had seen a lot of guys dicks before, but rarely did she see large ones like his.

He allowed her to get use to his size before he slowly pumped in and out of her.

Pretty soon the pain was replaced by a pleasure so indescribable that the only way she figured out how to was to scream at the top of her lungs for all to hear. Fortunately she chose NOT to do that.

He wanted to talk dirty to her, ask her if she wanted to cum but figuring that this was her first time he better back off from that. At least for a little while. He'd introduce her to all the pleasures of the flesh once they had been fucking on a regular basis. Then she'd become his willing student and he was the experienced master.

He'd introduce her to role playing, whips, chains, scarves, handcuffs, all of his sex toys. She was already experienced in the art of giving head, so he could skip that part of the lesson, but in a few months, she'd be right where he wanted her.

Working his hand under the blanket her found her clit and lightly pinched it, to give her the release she so desired. Finding his release as well he spilled his seed inside of her and was completely spent.

She laid there, staring at the ceiling for what seemed like forever and couldn't believe the incredible high that she'd had. She had been waiting to have sex and now that she had, she wanted it again! Not right now of course, she was much too tired, but soon.

She looked over at Angelus and saw that he was still wide awake. Not being able to keep her eyes open a second longer she drifted off into sleep.

Angelus rolled on his side and looked at the sleeping form of a young girl who had just become a woman. She was so peaceful when she slept, that he did something that he had never done with anyone else before. He fell asleep with her.

Curled up together in his bed, they dreamed of dreams that they wanted to come true.

Two Hours Later

Angelus' cell phone rang next to his bed. Waking up, he opened it up and answered.

"What?" he barked.

"We've got a problem boss!" Doyle told him.

"What is it?" Angelus demanded. He didn't want to leave her, but duty came before women. Sadly. As he listened to Doyle tell him how one of his guys fucked up, he got even more pissed off. Couldn't anyone just do their jobs anymore?

Hanging up he grabbed his pants and left Buffy sleeping on his bed.

TBC…