A.N.: it was very late while I was writing this so there may be a few errors. I hope all u die hard fans out there will enjoy this. thank you everyone for your really nice feedback. I am very flattered you like my writting so much. theres more at my site. Whispers of the Past.
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(Part One Recall:last paragraph)

Angel knew it wasn't right, but he could stop. The magic was heighted a couple more knotches and he was out of his mind completely. He pushed her against the wall and ripped her nightie off over her head. Then he lifted her away from the wall and stumbled onto the bed.

Before she knew it her bra and panties were off and she was lying in the bed of rose petals with the love of her life hovering over her. She was breathless as she smiled up at him, her mind drunk on the heavy aphordisiac magic that pulsated through the room.

Angel smiled mischieviously down at the goddess in his arms before he bent his neck and placed wet, open mouthed kissed down the creamy column on her neck. He was encouraged by her moans and pleads as he cupped her breasts in his hands.

Heaven, she was back in heaven. She was sure of it. She threw her head back and cried out as her lover latched onto one of her sensitive nipples and began to suckle it tenderly. "Oh Angel. Yes." she moaned and ran her fingers through his hair holding his too her. "That feels so good."

After a while, Angel switched breasts, then after giving that one equal treatment he continued his journey south. He placed lovingly passionate kissed over her belly, dipping his tongue into her belly button, causing her to giggle.

**flashback**

No one had ever touched her breasts before. She never knew it could feel this good. But as Angel took them in his hands and rubbed them, brushing his thumb over her hardened nipple, she couldn't help but moan and digg her fingernails into her shoulders. She was completely virgin. She had always been to embarrassed to masterbate and she never let her boyfriends go that far with her. She had been reacting sexualy to his chaste touches during their make out sessions, and she felt that famillar rush of moisture flood out of her at his imtimate touch. Then he did it, he bent his head and took the pert nipple into his mouth and she felt the gentle tugg of his suckling her. She could hear herself moaning and begging him for something, though she didn't know what.

"I love you, Buffy." she heard him say.

**end of flashback**

"I love you too." Buffy replied. Her face flushed and her heart racing. She felt him nudge at her entrance and she instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist. He swooped down and captured her lips in a searing kiss, then gently eased himself into her. Inch by sweet inch until she was fully seated inside her hot, wet, sheath. Buffy closed her eyes and dugg her fingernails into his shoulders. It had been so long since she had a real man inside her. One that didn't resemble a pencil. Angel was definitely well endowed.

Once he was all the way inside her he held still as her vaginal walls rippled and stretched to accomidate him. He gazed down at her face, hardly noticing the slight pain of her nails breaking the skin on his shoulders. But the smell of blood arroused him further and soon he had to move. Slowly he pulled out of her before pushing himself in just as slowly. His eyes eyes nearly rolled up at the pleasure of being with her like this after such a long separation.

Buffy met his next thrust with one of her own, trying to speed him up. She tingled from head to toe and there was such an intense pleasure where their bodies were joined, she thought she might come right there. And she did. "Angel." she moaned as her whole body started to tremble and her inner muscles clenched around his massive erection.

At the feel of her orgasming around his cock, he sped up his trusts. He kept his face level with hers and only moved his hips as he pulled out and thrust back in, picking up the pace with each stroke until he was positively jackhammering in and out of her. "Oh Buffy." he groaned before he met her lips in a firey kiss.

With a burst of energy she flipped them over so she was straddling him. Without breaking pace she rode him hard, bracing her hands on his chest and throwing her head back as she came for the fourth time since they started.

At the feel of her walls rippling around him as she came yet again, Angel sat up and pulling her flush against him, as she recognized the change in position and wrapped her legs around him again. He took hold of her hips and helped her rise and fall. He was so close now, and he wanted to take her with him. "Come with me, baby." he breathed huskily into her ear.

Buffy knew how many times she had had an orgasm and she didn't think she could do it again. "I can't." she whimpered, then cried out as he twisted her hips slightly and his cockrubbed directly against her g-spot.

"Yes you can." he said. He couldn't hold on any longer. He reached between their sweaty, undulating bodies and found the little swolen nub, and gave it a tiny pinch. She came instantly. Her silky walls sweezed him then rippled, over and over. He let himself go, joining her in ecstasy.

**flashback**

"Are you okay?" he asked her. She nodded dreamily, panting to catch her breath. He chuckled and brushed a damp piece of hair off her sweaty forehead.

"That was amazing, Angel." she said, her voice soft, her body spent and sated. She smiled up at him. "I didn't know it could be like that. Those romance novels are nothing compared to that." she breathed.

Angel smirked at her. "Am I being compared to a cheesey teen romance novel?" he teased her. He chuckled and rolled off her, taking her with him so he was lying on his back and she was sprawled on top of him.

"Hey, don't tease me, I don't have much to compare with." she giggled.

"And I wouldn't have it any other way." he said.

She sighed and closed her eyes. "Love you." she said before falling asleep.

**end of flashback**

Still in a tangled ball and sweaty limbs Buffy lifted her head from her lovers shoulder and touched her forehead to his. "What happens now?" she asked softly.

"I'm not sure." he said, running his hands up and down her back offering some sort of loving comfort before Angelus came back.

"How long do we have before you..." she trailed off, unable to say it. now that the magic had worn off, there wasn't the intense aching need to touch each other.

"It took a few hours last time I think." he answered.

The room started to fade and they found themselves at Angel's hotel, in his room, on his bed. "Well, at least those lawyers had enough class to drop us some plave private."

"We should get dressed and you should tie me up." he said, waiting for her to move first because he really didn't want her to leave his arms.

"Right."

Niether moved.
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