It was true, I couldn’t imagine another man doing the things he had done to my body. Owning it so totally I could barely think for myself. Dave slid... down the bed on his belly landing squarely between my soft thighs. The familiar pattern of his hot breath whooshing in and out on my cunt made me ache deep inside all the way up my belly. I lifted my head up to look down at his face between my legs. His focus was total and he did not seem to realize I was looking at him. He reached a finger out to. Letting go of all fear of judgement I closed my eyes and surrendered to the ecstasy of that perfect moment.In one graceful motion he slid my panties down. I still recall the way his hands seemed to savour the experience of caressing my skin on their downward journey. One new impression rapidly followed the last and I felt his tongue, hot and wet, upon my slit. He explored it a while before taking my sensitive clit into his mouth and sucking it gently. The pleasure was unlike anything I had ever. Never sensing Buffy's inner darkness, not realising that what the Slayer really wanted was to be one of them, to be a creature of the night like they were. Drusilla herself hadn't been aware of it until the spell combining Buffy with the Slayer's dark power, then she had felt it all the way in Canada. She smiled the devil's grin, thinking how easy it had been to seduce Buffy, watching the Slayer beg for Drusilla to take her, to kill her and make them one.At long last Buffy's eyes flickered. The sunlight played in his hair showing streaks of red in the brown richness of his hair. I almost reached out to finger a lock of the red shining at me, but caught myself. He would think I was overly bold, and then see me as a witch, I thought dismally. My smile fell as I stared at him not as the man I wanted to fall in love with, but as my executioner. He must have noticed my change in disposition, because he took a step forward and began to lift his hand. I dropped my head and moved away..