Chapter 4

At the first touch of their lips, the world changed for Buffy and Angel. Then he touched his tongue to her lips to try and make her open her mouth. She complied and moaned as he slipped his tongue inside and started dueling with hers. She leaned into Angel and put her arms around his neck. He grabbed her hips and pulled her onto his lap, making her straddle him. Buffy felt extremely vulnerable in this position, but the bulge in his lap was getting her excited, and all she wanted to do was, well something she had never done before. And then he started kissing his way down her face and all the way to her long neck, nipping her skin right over her pulse. Buffy went into meltdown mode. She didn't know what to do. Honestly this was the first time she had ever even gone this far with any guy. All that she knew was that she wanted Angel, but the reality of what might happen was intruding on their make out fest.

"A-Angel?" Stuttering once again, she pulled back, looking up at his face.

"Yeah, baby? What is it? Whats wrong?" he was confused, he knew she wanted him, felt it in the way she moaned and ground against him.

"I think that we need to slow down. I mean I don't want to, but I don't think I'm ready for this yet."

"Wait, are you….Are you a virgin?" God please say no, please say no. But oh god what if she was? I could be her first.

"Well…No I never said that. It's just that, well…I haven't exactly…I mean….I mean…. Oh fuck, yes I'm a virgin!" Oh my god she was never more embarrassed than she was now.

Angel didn't say a single word, all he did was look at her, and then he burst out laughing. Buffy didn't know exactly what was so funny, she had just embarrassed herself to no end, and he was laughing!

"What the hell is your problem? Not everyone has had sex before you know!" Now Buffy was furious that he would be laughing at her. She got off of him and started to leave, when a still laughing Angel closed in on her at the door, and halted her progress with a hand on her hip.

"Wait, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to laugh, and I wasn't laughing at you, honey. It's just that, well you're so beautiful; I would think you've had tons of experience. And actually the prospect of you being a virgin excites most guys." Angel was having the hardest time believing that she was a virgin. And having the hardest time keeping his cool. I mean, come on, she's beautiful, how in the world she hasn't had sex yet is beyond me.

"Well that's one I never heard before. And thank you." Buffy said a little awed because he had called her beautiful.

"For what?"

"Calling me beautiful. No one has ever called me beautiful before." She looked away, not wanting to see what she knew must be written all over his face.

"Well maybe they don't see what I see." He took her chin in his hand and made her meat his gaze. "Which is someone who IS beautiful, and smart, and brave, and strong, mentally as well as physically. And whole list of other things. When I look at you I don't just see The Slayer, I see a very talented woman, who just so happens to be in a 16 year old body. You're a lot older than you think you are." And he couldn't tear his eyes away from hers. They captivated him, drowned him in their depths.

"R-Really? Yo-You think I'm beautiful?"

"Yes I think you're beautiful. And I want to be with you, so don't even ask, cause I know you want to."

"Okay…. But you're in for your moneys worth. I was never someone who always got along with a lot of people. But if you say so, then okay." She had the sudden urge to kiss him again. Kissing Angel was heaven, only because it was so sweet. But hell, because when they kissed it was a burning inferno.

"Buffy I don't want to sound presumptuous, but if I don't kiss you again, right now, I may die from the wanting." Angel was looking at her with so much lust and heat in his eyes that she felt like she was burning up. he didnt want to pressure her, epescially just after minutes of saying that they should wait. "I mean, if you dont want to do this, then we can stop. I dont want to push you to do something you dont want to do."

Buffy didn't say anything, she just went into his arms, turned her face up to his, and kissed him with all the passion she had been feeling since the very first night she had met him. She was feeling a little apprehensive at throwing her previous statement about wanting to wait, out the window. But she knew that her life didnt exaclty give her second chances to do something that really mattered to her.

Angel was so consumed by her that he didn't even realize that she had started to put her hands under his shirt to feel his heavy stomach muscles. When he finally figured it out, he groaned, which only spurred her on even more, casing her to try and pull his shirt off. She couldn't. So Angel did it for her. He wanted only to feel skin against skin. So he did the only thing he knew to solve his little dilemma. He took off her shirt also. Buffy gasped when he put his hands on her bare skin, but didn't flinch or pull away; if at all possible she melted even more into him. And then she felt his hands traveling up, to the back clasp of her bra. He didn't undo it, in fact thought better of it and did something else. Started to trail kisses down her face, jaw, and to her throat, he stayed there a bit nipping at her skin where her pulse was.

Buffy moaned and Angel nipped a little harder, causing moisture to seep between her legs. "Oh…oh g-god! Don't…I mean…yes! Don't stop!"

She thought she was gunna die, and then Angel went even further down her body, and stopped right above her breasts. He looked up at her, a question in his eyes. Not a word was spoken, but Buffy nodded her consent. She never wanted him to stop. Never. And then he lowered his head to her breast, softly kissing and licking his way to her nipple, right through her bra. Buffy moaned in ecstasy, and wrapped her arms around his head. His teeth replaced his tongue and began softly nibbling on her. And then he turned his attention to her other breast. Buffy thought that she was going to die if he did not take her right away. Her hands traveled down his back and around to his front. She then took his belt in her hands and started undoing it.

Angel gasped as he realized just what she was doing, and then he moaned as her hand came into brief contact with his hard and throbbing cock. He knew if she kept this teasing up he was going to die in flames. But he never wanted her to stop. So he opted for something that pleased both parties. And took his pants off completely. He was now naked, and desperately wanted Buffy the same way. So he shed her bra, and went to take off her pants. But apparently he was taking to long, so Buffy pushed his hands out of the way, and took them off herself.

When they were both finally naked, Angel scooped Buffy up in his arms and carried her to his bed in the adjoining room. Laying her down he followed her and spread the length of his body against hers.

"Buffy?"

"Hmm…? Oh what?" Slightly distracted by his earlier assault on her breasts.

"I want you so much; I just wanted you to know that." And it was the truth. He did, so much that he didn't know if he had ever felt this way ever before. In fact he knew he hadn't ever felt this way before. Which spurred him on all the more.

Buffy thought that he was the most incredible gentlemen in the entire world. Who knew Vampires could be this romantic?

"Angel. Shut up and make love to me."

His eyes widened, then narrowed dangerously as he took in what she had just said. "We aim to please ma'am." and he went back to discovering her delicious body. And then suddenely he got nervous. He had not been with any woman since Darla. And that was saying something.

Buffy felt the sudden tension in his body, knew it had to be something important, so she stopped his kissing her. "Angel? Are you okay? Whats wrong, and dont think that you can just say nothing is wrong, I know something is wrong."

He sat there in silence for a very long time, pondering what to say to the beautiful woman in his bed.

"Please Angel, tell me whats wrong." She didnt want to push him but she didnt know what else to do when all he was doing was sitting there in complete silence.

"I-I dont know if I-I can do this." he admitted, not looking in her eyes, afraid of seeing her anger, or even laughter. He didnt want to hurt, not again. Not ever again.