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OH MY GOD was all that came to mind as Buffy realized that she had cheated on Riley and worst of all she had cheated on Riley with Spike. What the hell was she thinking? Why did she let Spike pull her in? Maybe because Spike is sexy as hell and the sexual tension had been building between them for years. But she thought she could be strong enough to resist getting tempted by Spike. Sure, she fucked a vampire before but Angel was different he had a soul and Spike only had a chip. He was still dangerous and evil right? Who was she kidding? She knew dam well there was no difference. Except that Spike made her scream and cum until her insides hurt. But did it have to be so wild and all consuming. She knew she would never get involved with yet another vampire considering her relationship with Angel ended in her getting hurt. But she and Spike started fighting or dancing as he would call it and she was getting wet, then BAM. She had to admit Faith was right; slaying does make you hungry and HORNY. Image after image flashed before her eyes as the hot water from the shower cascaded down her back, giving her a play by play of her encounter with Spike.

"Come on I can feel it, Slayer. You know you wanna dance." Spike said in a low growl. He pulled her close; so close she cold feel his erection. Unconsciously, she found herself rubbing against it and feeling the throbbing heat began to rise between her legs. "Say its true, Say I want to. It wouldn't be you Spike. It would nev-." And before she could finish, Spike kissed her with a force that almost knocked her off her feet. The roughness of the kiss left her gasping for air as his tongue snaked around hers.

Buffy gasped in disbelief when she pulled away trying to ascertain what just happened. Spike with a chuckle grabbed her again this time making sure she would not push him away. Grabbing the back of her neck with his left hand, he pulled her against his muscular body and slowly licked a trail leading from her cheek to her collarbone while using his other hand to cup and caress her breasts. Buffy shuddered against him, surrendering to the feel of his hands on her heaving chest. Spike could feel her giving in to him as he continued the assault on her upper body.

"God, Slayer I want you so bad. Feel how hard I am for you." Taking one of her hands and placing it on his throbbing cock. Spiked whispered, "Doesn't that feel nice"? Buffy had to agree it was impressive. She ran her hands up and down the length of him through his jeans, getting more and more excited as he continued to whisper in her ear. "Your hands are so powerful I bet they can get a bloke off with just a few strokes." Buffy responded to his words by placing a firmer grip on his crouch.

Strategically backing them into a darken alley behind the Bronze, Spike didn't want them to be interrupted by some drunken whelp because right now, at this very moment, it was about him and his Slayer. He moved his hand away from Buffy's breasts still kissing her hungrily as he maneuvered himself free from the confines of his tight black jeans. His cock sprung out instantly as he guided Buffy's hand back to his now rock hard shaft. Buffy's eyes shout open at the smooth rigid feel of his cold shaft, admiring its length. She kept thinking there was no way she would be able to accommodate him. But she was too caught up in the moment to care. She surrendered to his touch while the sound of his voice made her want to touch herself.

"I can't wait to be inside you. I promise to make you come until you beg me to stop. And when you do I'm going to make you come even harder. And after you come I going to taste you. I bet you taste sweet like a ripe peach. You
know what I do to peaches. I like to bite and suck them until their sweet nectar coats my lips right before I devour it. I can make it good for you Slayer better than soldier boy can. Just give me the chance."

His words were hypnotic like Dracula's when she was under his thrall. His voice was slowly pulling her in as his tongue was making friends with the outer shell of her ear and that oh-so-sensitive spot directly behind it. How did he know about that? She wanted him and felt her body responding to him in ways she never imagined were possible and that voice only made her want him to take her right there. It was the voice oh that voice that could make her come with every word he spoke. "I like how your hands feel on me. I can tell you want me, luv. You wear your arousal well." Unable to wait any longer, he reached for her zipper and pushed it down slowly. Buffy was so caught up in his words, she didn't realize Spike had already unzipped her leather pants and had her thong pushed to the side tracing the outline of her swollen folds, dripping with need. He heard her groan against his neck as he proceeded to rub her gently at first then harder, creating just enough friction to make her moan but not enough to make her come. He slipped two fingers into her waiting heat, allowing her juices to saturate him. She gasped loudly giving his cock a firm tug. Buffy closed her eyes giving herself over to the feel of his fingers penetrating her essence.

"Oh, God Spike. Take me now. I need to feel you inside me." Spike ignored her request trying to concentrate on not coming himself while they worked each other into wild frenzies. Spike thought if one of them didn't stop soon, they would never make it to his crypt where he could give her a proper shagging. The idea of letting her go now wasn't an option for fear she would come to her senses and run away. The spark they created was something he never felt before. The thoughts of fighting her melted away only to be replaced with a need to possess her, to feel her, to love her, and to ravage her until she screamed.

Becoming the voice of reason Spike spoke softly, "Slayer. We have to get out of this alley before we both explode. I got plans for you and they involve a bed. So unless you have any objections we can be on our way."

Buffy was trying to comprehend what Spike was saying but little did he know the more he talked the more she wanted him. " No not now, I need. I need--" Her begging became too much for him so he gave in and slipped a third finger into Buffy's wet core. Spike turned his fingers upwards so he was massaging her sweet spot while rubbing his thumb against her erect clit. Buffy let an ear-piercing scream. "Yes right there, right there. Touch me there." Buffy demanded. "Keep it down luv, you don't want to wake the dead." Spike replied. Buffy's vaginal muscles began to tighten as she could feel herself being pushed over the edge. Spike showed no mercy as he hit her sweet spot with bruising intensity as she gave herself over to the pleasurable free-fall that left her drained of all will. She collapsed against his body, panting. Spike could feel her juices coating his fingers and awakening his taste buds. He eased his fingers out of her wet channel smearing her essence across his lips, then placing them inside his mouth.

"God, baby you do taste like a peach so sweet and sticky. Have a taste." The sight of him tasting her was very erotic. Spike with his velvety voice made her want to and just as Buffy was about to savor her own juices from his elongated fingers, Spike devoured her mouth in a kiss. Buffy could taste herself on his lips and his tongued as it intertwined with hers, something she would have never done with Riley.

As Buffy loosen her grip on his cock, Spike used it as an opportunity to get them out of the alley so the real dance could begin. He zipped them both up and scooped Buffy into his arms, running in the direction of his crypt. Maneuvering through the muddy grass and headstones posed no problem for him as he made it to his crypt in record time.

Neither of them hesitated getting each other's clothes off. They barely made it to the lower level before Spike planted himself deep inside of her as they fell onto the bed. Their eyes were fixed on each other as they both cried out in ecstasy as their naked bodies made contact for the first time. Spike began thrusting into her with wild abandoned. She matched him with every thrust each one going deeper than the other. They kept up a vigorous rhythm as the sweat from Buffy's body covered them like a blanket, allowing them both to glide along the planes of each other's well-toned physiques. They flourished in the attention each was giving the other. They were matched perfectly. It was an unbelievable combination of fast and slow, hot and hard, smooth and strong. They were like old lovers knowing exactly where to kiss, where to lick and where to suck.

Buffy was impressed with Spike's skillful hands as they kneaded her entire body like bread dough. She never felt so worshipped in her life. His fingertips stroked and roamed her breasts as he kissed her with such passion. It was hot, not just sweating bodies moving but the kind of hot that made you think you would combust. Spike made her feel so good it was like he was speaking to her soul and she wanted more. Spike had her coming so many times that she lost count and her voice from all her guttural cries.

Spike liked how her body squirmed against him while he let his hands bare witness to her magnificent body. She was like a live wire touching his skin summoning his demon within even as it called to the man. He watched her through heavy-lidded eyes as the need and the desire was naked on her face. She was flushed in lust and so beautiful, causing his desire to be with her even greater. She was a Goddess and he wanted to worship at her altar. He swallowed every cry, every moan and every whimper as she gave herself over to him. His lips showing their appreciation as he kissed her with unrestrained passion.

"I burn for you, Buffy. I could fuck you all night and all day tomorrow and still would not want to stop." Spike smelt an increase in her arousal as he spoke to her making a mental note that the Slayer liked dirty talk. This only egged him on. "Your skin is on fire, baby. I want to taste every inch of you. Feel me luv, feel every inch me inside you as I fuck this sweet little pussy of yours."

"Yes, yes, good.Spike…please Buffy cried out.

"Please what luv. You want me to stop. You can stop me whenever you."

"Don't stop. Oh please don't stop".

They engaged in hours of some the most intense fucking that two people could share. Carried away by the rhythm of their dance, their screams penetrated the night outside. They lay trembling from exertion as the memories of what they shared were highlighted by the dwindling candlelight.

Spike couldn't believe the Slayer was in his bed, tangled in his sheets, the only witness to their lust-filled encounter. The smell of their arousal and intoxicating scents permeated the damp soggy air of the crypt, causing him to thicken inside her. He began to thrust slow and torturously into her, burying himself completely into her welcoming body. Spike listened to the sound of her satisfaction as he kept up the slow pace. Buffy reciprocated by grabbing his ass to push him in even deeper. Spike let out an animalistic growl from her actions that sent shivers through her body. She looked at him only to see him looking back at her with flashes of yellow in his eyes. It only turned her on more seeing the signs of the beast, knowing it wanted her too. Buffy claimed his mouth in a searing kiss as Spike picked up the momentum. She clutched his shoulders in a death grip as he drove into her. The only thing that mattered was holding him to her and her to him. Each of their mutual thrusts could shatter the universe with pleasure as their naked bodies slapped together in unison, creating an echo throughout the crypt. Spike could feel his balls tighten as he was just seconds away from exploding but he needed it to last. He tried to push away the thought that this would be the only time he would have her beneath him. Unfortunately, the power of her Slayer muscles clenching at his manhood was weakening him. Buffy could see the twitch in his jaw as he tried to control himself as she barely hung on. Their tenacity was only a testament to their wills. "Come with me baby," she whispered in his ear and that was all it took as he spent himself inside of her and Buffy shattered into a million pieces around him.

There was a calm intimacy, as they lay clenched in a sweaty embrace. Time had lost its meaning. Buffy lay there thinking why the hell they hadn’t been doing this all along instead of fighting with each other. Spike is forever etched into her skin. There was no way she could ever look at him the same. What they shared has been forbidden for years. The Slayer within began to question how something so wrong felt so right. Then suddenly the real purpose of why she was with Spike in the first place came flooding back. She only wanted to know how he killed the other Slayers not how to make a woman come in six hours or less.

Spike felt Buffy pull from their embrace. "What's wrong luv? he asked

" I have to go", Buffy replied

"Stay"

"I can't. We both know I have to leave. Riley is waiting for me. This..this wasn't suppose to happen." Buffy said guiltily.

"Nothing happened here that we both did not want." Spike responded as he reached for her and pulled her back against him kissing her passionately. Buffy didn’t want to resist but she knew if she didn't leave now Riley would have the entire Initiative looking for her. But Spike was very convincing. His lips were soft and inviting as he trailed kisses down her neck then returning back to her mouth kissing her hungrily as if the world was ending. She could feel herself giving into him once more as her body reheated with every twirl of his tongue along with hers.

Spike felt her relax and mounted her slowly. He knew she had to leave so he was determined to give her a proper send off. Breaking away from her mouth he planted light kisses along her jaw line working his way down her smooth silky neck, lingering for just a moment to inhale her scent. She still smelled like vanilla even after their sweaty marathon of sex. He licked its length paying close attention to the sunken center of her throat then worked his way back up with full lip kisses and firmer licks. He cupped and caressed her breasts slowly while pinching and twisting her nipples. Spike watched them become more erect and turn a darker shade of pink. He smelt her arousal return with a vengeance.

Making his way to her wet center and without warning, he immediately plunged his tongue inside her, eliciting a soundless scream. Buffy grabbed his head pushing him further into her pussy as she screamed to God over and over again. She spread her legs further apart allowing him easier access to her wetness. She looked at him through her spreaded legs enjoying the erotic sight of him tasting her. The spark he created grew to an inferno as she could feel the building of another orgasm deep inside her womb. It created a weakness throughout her limbs as his tongue was taking her to new heights. She thought it couldn't get any better or could it? Spike lapped at her up starting from the bottom of her entrance with long careful strokes to the very top where he grazed her clit with his blunt teeth. She cried out with intense pleasure bucking from the bed as Spike concentrated on sucking her now swollen nub. A guttural cry escaped her lips as she arched, twisting her hands in his hair. She came repeating his name like a prayer, succumbing to the intense pleasure that invaded her.

She had to wait until Spike fell asleep before she could break away. Wiggling from his possessive embrace, Buffy got dressed and began her climb up the ladder. She barely made it to the third step before he was on her, biting gently on her shoulder. Buffy felt her legs go weak and turned to face him. He swallowed her down with one of his many passionate kisses and she responded with equal passion. He held her against him cupping her ass while his eyes inviting her back over to the bed. Buffy could feel his erection against her stomach unable to resist the urge to touch it. Spike's head fell back from the instant shock from her warm hands. She barely got out the word "no" as Spike's lips returned to hers. Knowing she had to face the inevitable sooner or later. Spike finally backed down and let her climb out of his embrace, hoping it wouldn't be the last time he would see her again.

Buffy was running full speed back to her home hoping not to run into any vamps. She needed to clear her head before she had to explain where she had been. Luckily, no one was home which was great for her, because she needed a shower. She could still feel Spike's his hands and tongue, causing her body to hum all over and not wanting it to stop. She wanted more and Spike was doing her orally right to persuade her to stay even though they had been going at for what had to be at least six hours. His capacity to match her physically amazed her, making it hard to resist him. Spike was passionate, demanding, tender, forward, and dangerous. He was a total fuck machine.

Deep down she wanted Riley to be the one to fulfill her needs but he was just so regular. Not that she had a lot of sexual experience herself but there was more to having sex than just missionary and an occasional doggie style. He did oral on her a few times but she didn't get anything out of it. Listening to Willow go on and on about the multiple orgasms Tara was giving her made her question if Riley even knew what he was going. She certainly had nothing to compare it to since she and Angel never got that far. Hell, she didn't even know if she gave good blowjobs. Anya demonstrated on a banana once and she thought it was dumb. Reluctantly, she tried it on Riley and assumed he liked it judging by the constant moaning and the fact that he shot his load directly in her face. It took all her Slayer strength not to punch the shit out of him. Needless to say after that disaster, she never did it again. Sure she was physically attracted to Riley. He was so manly at times that she would get turned on and try to screw his brains out but the end result was always the same. He would get his and she would be reduced to letting the showerhead get her off.

Just before sleep began to claim her, Buffy headed for bed. A knock at the door startled her. It was Riley. He was so excited to see her considering she had been gone longer than planned. He didn't even care. Nor did he ask why she was gone so long. He was so sweet and unassuming which made her feel even guiltier about the evening she spent with Spike.

She decided it was best to recommit to their relationship and not let one night of passionate sex destroy the first normal thing in her life. Besides, how hard could it be to teach him how to satisfy her properly. The man is in the military for god sake. He should learn fast. She decided to chalk up her mind-altering, mind-blowing, all-consuming, sexually satisfying experience with Spike as a moment of weakness never to be repeated again.




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