Re: Garden - Ambrose and Buffy
He would never get tired of that word. It only fueled his inner fire. He could stand up and take her, her legs wrapped around his waist, and ruin his pants. He could also put his mouth back and make sure she was completely clean of her orgasm. That was what he was going to do.
"You don't care? Well that is a dangerous thing to say, Buffy." And when that he sealed his mouth back over her pussy, stabbing her opening with his tongue, his fingers biting into the skin on her legs.