“Faith…mmm baby…” She spreads her legs farther apart for me as I slip my finger tip inside. B gasps when I flick her clit. While gripping my sides, she rolls her hips towards me, trying to get me inside. But I don’t want to be inside of you B. Not with my fingers and not quite in that position.

“Turn around baby.” My voice is warm and husky against her lips.

She’s dripping against my finger tips. One thrust of Butch and I think she’d pop instantly. B trembles as she turns around. My fingers find the hem of her polo t-shirt. I pull it over her head and toss it across the room. Her skin is so soft. Another thing I love about B. Her golden skin is soft, warm, and inviting. Fingers find more unnecessary clothing and unclasp her matching bra. Gently cupping her newly exposed breasts, she sighs and moans at my touch. While massaging her breast with my left hand, my right hand trails back down her stomach. My fingers circle figure eights around her navel then dip lower under the waist band of her skirt. I’m grazing my fingers against the silky curls on her mound as I kiss the length of her arched neck.

I step back removing my hands from her scorched skin. B groans in protest. I quickly tear off my shirt and remove my leather pants. I return to the warmth of my girlfriend’s heated body. Pressing my groin against her ass, I place my hands above hers on the counter and tell her I want them to stay there. She’s shaking again…trembling in want and fiery lust; the waves rolling off of her and overflowing onto me. It’s like a sweet intoxication. It is pure Buffy.

“Faith…want you so much baby…” Her hands clutch the tiled counter for balance. I bend my knees slightly and rub the tip of Butch against B’s soaking slit. She’s panting and trying to thrust back against me but I hold her. I’m holding her with one arm wrapped around her abdomen and the other wrapped possessively across her chest. Her nipples are rock hard and rubbing against my forearm. She tries to thrust back against me again, but I still won’t let her. I rub the tip up and down her slit, making sure to rub against her clit. If I thought I was dying before, this was even worse. I want so badly to just grip her body and impale this fake cock inside her. I want her to take all of it in with one downward thrust of her hips. I want to grip her hips and let her ride me until we’re both screaming.