Love Thy Neighbor
Parts 10-16
Written by: VamptasticA
Author's Website
Summary: Buffy is a 27 year old widow who moves back to
Sunnydale. Spike is her 19-year-old neighbor who also happens to be the
previous owner of Buffy's new house's son. They meet, sparks fly,
sheets get tangled along with everything else.
Disclaimer: The show Buffy the Vampire Slayer and all of it's characters belong to Joss,
Mutant Enemy, & Fox Prod.
A/N: A special thanks to PaganBaby for the brainstorm of a younger Spike and
an older Buffy.
Feedback: Is Spike HOT? PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE oh and did I say
PUH-LEASE? vamptasticA@netscape.net
Chapter 10
Buffy surveyed the damage in the clubs restroom mirror with a critical eye,
noting how the dim lighting seemed to be making everything opaque and romantic
looking. Opening up her tiny purse, she pulled a brush, lipstick, and powder
out and laid them on the counter in front of her, starting to touch up her
glowing face, as she reflected on the evening so far.
Xander and Spike had gone and gotten drinks for the table, as soon as she and
Spike had arrived, along with tequila shots for everyone to toast Tara's
promotion to head supervisor of the psychiatric department.
After slamming the shots and drinking part of her Alabama Slammer, Buffy had
begun to feel very relaxed and not just a little horny. Looking at the gorgeous
man who sat next to her it was all she could do not to tear his clothes off and
do body shots off of his toned stomach.
As Xander ordered another round of shots for the table, Spike had taken the
opportunity to ask her to dance. Accepting happily, she gave Spike her hand and
let him lead her through the club, out to the crowded dance floor. Placing her
hands around his neck, she gazed into his bluer than blue eyes as he held her
tightly in his arms. The slow swaying motion had his body molding to hers as
they each could feel the steady pounding of the others heart. It was a perfect
moment but she longed for him to kiss her. She knew that in her mind she had
given up on the age difference argument, but as they danced, she glanced in the
direction of the table wondering what his older friends would think. Yet, she
longed for that kiss still.
*It will just have to be kept quiet that's all there is to that. * Buffy
thought as she recapped her lipstick. *I'll just have to convince him that no
one can know about us. It's for the best. Can you imagine the looks we'd get
from Anya or his father, not to mention everyone else? I'd feel like Mrs.
Robinson in The Graduate. Except without the daughter and the impending
marriage. * Shaking her head at the direction of her thoughts with a sigh,
Buffy closed up her purse and headed out the restroom door and back into the
noisy club.
"There you are." A deeply masculine voice broke through her reverie. "I've
been looking all over for you luv. We didn't get to finish that dance."
Buffy gasped as she felt Spike's arms wrap around her waist from behind and his
lips find the sweet spot in the crook of her neck.
"We....didn't?" She managed to stammer out as her body went from low flame to
molten lava with the nibbling he was doing on her neck.
"No. We didn't." Spike murmured huskily as he pulled her gently back into a
dark recess under the stairs of the club, his hands gliding up the front of her
dress to cup her breasts through the thin material as soon as they were out of
sight.
"God, you are so beautiful. All I want to do is worship you, every single part
of your body. I want to feel you withering under my hands as I caress you and
feel you quaking under me as you cum wrapped around me. Can you let me do that
Buffy? Can you let a 19 year old man give you the pleasure you deserve?"
Buffy's eyes swept shut and she whimpered incoherently as she pressed back
against him. Feeling his erection through the layers of clothing, she reached
behind to grip his ass and bring him closer to her, until they were grinding
against each other silently agreeing to his terms.
Spike lathed the side of her arched neck with his lips and tongue as he pushed
himself into her firm backside. The smell of her body oil intoxicating him even
more as it wrapped its scent around his senses in a warm silken mist. Buffy's
hands moved feverishly over his tight buttocks for a moment before sliding her
hands over his as they rubbed and molded her breasts, before smoothing down her
ribcage and her stomach, to finally cup her heated junction between her thighs,
through the thin layer of her dress. The pounding of her blood echoed to the
beat of the music in the club, and she gasped in want as he applied pressure to
the hidden pleasure zone.
"Oh...Spike." She moaned into his mouth as his right hand came up to capture
her chin, turning her face for a deep kiss, while the younger man supported her
upper body against his.
"Mmmm...Buffy. So bleedin' gorgeous. So bloody perfect." Spike moaned pulling
himself from her honeyed lips and gazing at her with hooded eyes. "I've got to
have you luv. I've got to take you home and make you mine."
Barely able to think as his hands continued their torturous slide to all the
pleasure points of her body, all Buffy could do was nod against his neck in
acceptance before answering throatily.
"Take me home Spike. Take me home and make me yours."
Chapter 11: Homeward Bound
As soon as Spike slid into the drivers seat of the car and tugged Buffy
towards him for a deep, passionate kiss, she couldn't seem to keep her
hands off of him.
Buffy moved her body so that she was straddling his lap in the
spacious seat as he revved the engine and took off at a dangerously high
speed. One of his hands tightly gripped the wheel controlling the car while
the other ran under the slit of her dress in single-minded pursuit to
the apex of her molten core. Feeling his fingertips travel the length of
the elastic while alternating with gentle touches on her inner thigh,
Buffy thought she would be burned alive before they even reached the
house.
"Uhhh........."She moaned into his neck, squirming as his two of his
questing fingers slid under the elastic and into her already soaked quim
to pump slowly in and out. Buffy's fingers tightened on his shoulders
convulsively as she bit down none to gently on the tender skin of his
earlobe and pressed her undulating body tighter to his, causing Spike to
swerve the car dangerously.
"Cor luv....careful....mmmhhh....gotta....get home...oh yea...one
piece... so...mmmmmmmmm....I can....fuuuuu.......fuck
you....yeaaaaaaaaa.......proper." Spike's voice rasped with emotion as he tried to control
the car and his overheated responses to the blond fireball on his lap.
"You....ooooooooOOOO........want........to....to.......uhhhmmmmmmm...fuck
me?" Buffys voice husky with unfulfilled desire breathed into his ear,
making Spike thrust his rock hard erection up against her so she could
feel every inch of his want.
"Mmmmmmmm.......you........Oooooooo God Spike.........want
you...sooooOH...bad." Buffy's head dropped back as she ground her body down harder
onto his fingers seeking the relief only he could seem to give.
Pulling his wet fingers from her Spike grinned devilishly at her moan
of protest, "A few more minutes luv and you'll have more than you can
'andle." Buffy leaned back slightly in his lap to watch as he brought his
sticky fingers to his mouth to consume the delicious nectar there, the
act itself hitching the burning sensations up impossibly higher before
she whispered in his ear, "Faster, Spike, Faster."
Pressing his accelerator foot to the floor panel, the De Soto roared
through the darkened streets of Sunnydale like a black wraith in pursuit
of it's prey. Finally after what seemed an eternity, the classic
screeched to a tire smoking halt in front of the occupants' respective homes.
Had anyone been peeking out their front window to see what the
commotion was, they would have been treated to an erotic dance that would have
had the most puritanical scrambling for relief.
Spike opened the drivers' door, catching Buffys arm as she slid off of
his lap to step into the deserted street. Never loosening his grasp,
Spike rose behind her, only to push her back up against the car to
capture her lips in a soul quaking kiss as their arms wrapped tightly around
one another.
Catching the open drivers door in his hand, he managed to swing it shut
while continuing his passionate assault on Buffy's senses. Deepening
the kiss even more their tongues sliding over each other, Spike ran his
hands down either side of her body and under her thighs to lift her
until she wrapped her legs tightly around his waist. Pushing himself up
against her briefly, he ground his erection up into her overheated core
causing her to whimper against his lips in want.
Wrapping one of his strong arms around her back and the other under one
of her thighs, Spike walked the short distance to her home never
breaking the kiss. Gently letting go of his treasure and setting her feet
carefully on the bricked porch, he pulled his lips away from hers, "Keys?"
It took Buffy's mind a second to register his request before the keys in
question appeared in her hand, her body never pulling fully away from
his. Still holding her tightly against him with one hand at her waist,
Spike quickly took the keys and unlocked the door, pushing it open to
propel Buffy backwards into the house.
As soon as they were inside, the door safely kicked shut and locked
behind them, the exploration of one another began in earnest. Buttons
flew as Buffy tore at Spike's shirt to get to the marbled perfection she
knew lay beneath. Her hands caressed and stroked while her full lips
traveled down his now bared skin to capture one of his nipples into her
mouth.
"Blooooooodddyyyyyyyyy........" Spike groaned aloud at the sensation of
her lips on his sensitive skin, his mind snapping at the sensations
that poured over him as her tongue came into play. But this is not what he
had in mind; there were other things he wanted first.
Pulling Buffy's face up to his with one hand tangled into her golden
tresses, he captured her lips with his again, while moving her quickly to
the stairs behind them.
As Buffy slid languorsly down onto the carpeted steps Spike moved his
body between her thighs, making her spread wide enough to accommodate
him as he pressed his lean musculature against hers. Capturing his weight
on one hand so as not to crush her slight frame, he continued to lick
and nip at her lips, pressing in and pulling back, teasing her until she
moaned in supplication.
Using his free hand to deftly push her dress off of her shoulder, he
was pleasantly surprised to find she wore no bra beneath and now lay
bared to his hot gaze.
Buffy's nipples pebbled as Spike now relinquished her mouth in pursuit
of the more sensitive flesh of her rounded breasts. Gasping aloud at
the first touch of his tongue as it circled first one of her turgid
nipples then the other, Buffy arched her back away from the stairs in silent
plea for him to take one of the sensitive buds into his mouth. Smiling
against her skin Spike ignored her request and gently lowered his body
until he was kneeling on the lower steps between her silk stocking
covered legs. His hands pushed the material of her dress up to bunch at her
waist as he caught a breath at his first sight of the black silk garter
and matching thong that lay against her creamy skin.
Buffy leaned up onto her elbows to watch him as he gently unsnapped the
garter and rolled each stocking down her toned legs with infinite care,
her breath speeding up as he followed each bared inch with small tender
kisses.
Tossing the stockings over his shoulder with a rakish grin, Spike gazed
deeply into Buffys lust darkened eyes as he ran his palms over her
heated skin back up her thighs to gently tug the satin thong down slowly,
revealing her naked cleft inch by delicious inch.
Finally pulling the damp material over her tiny feet, he again smiled
rakishly and tossed the material over his shoulder the same direction of
the stockings.
Buffy's whole body quivered in anticipation of his first kiss on her
heretofore hidden treasure and she wasn't disappointed.
"AAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa........." Buffy cried out at the
first touch of his delving tongue on the liquid flesh of her cunny, as his
tongue laved a path from the bottom of her nether lips to the top only
to stop before reaching the pleasure point.
Inhaling deeply of her unique scent, Spike then lightly flicked her
swollen clit with the point of his tongue, causing Buffy to shudder and
groan, a fresh wave of moisture glistening on her glowing skin.
Leaning up briefly to pull his ruined shirt off his body, Spike once
again knelt down to pull one of Buffy's legs over his strong shoulders,
spreading her impossibly wider in front of him. The fire that burned in
his deep blue eyes burned even brighter as he took in the purely wanton
position he now had Buffy arranged into. Breasts were bared to his gaze
and heaving with tortured gasps, hazel eyes were hooded and burning
with deep desire, thighs were splayed open, while her very womanhood shown
wet and invited him to feast at the banquet of his golden sunlight, his
deepest love.
"OOOOOOOOOOoooooooooooooooooo
GGGGGGGGGGOOOOOOOOODDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD..........."Buffy's scream of pleasure bounced off the walls of her home as
she felt Spike slide two fingers deeply into her cleft at the same time
simultaneously flattening his tongue against the bundle of nerves in a
firm but satisfying caress.
Moving his fingers in and out of her heat he imagined the tight
suctioning on his now painful erection. Sliding the fingers in imitation of
making love to his molten goddess, he ran his tongue down the sides of
her outer lips causing Buffy to arch into him seeking stronger contact
with the fickle appendage. As he slowly pressed a third finger into her
already snug cavern, he gently nipped at her clit moving his thumb to
join in his ministrations.
Buffy's head fell back onto the steps, rolling in pure ecstasy as her
body started to thrust against the blond brit's fingers and mouth in
age-old rhythm. Her blood coursing through her veins, as Spike loved her
in a way she had only experienced once before.
"Oh....Oh...God.....Spike......." The younger man doubled his efforts,
thrusting his three fingers into her slickness in an ever quickening
pace, wanting to feel her, needing to feel her.
"Mmmmm.....Oh........Oh..........Yes.........YES.....Godddddddddddddddd......So
Good.........SOOOO.......mmmmmmmmmmmooooooooHHHHHHHHH....." Buffy's
moans increased the closer and closer Spike drew her to the precipice. Her
thighs were now quivering in anticipation and unable to control the
thrusting of her hips, Buffy gave herself over to the pleasure he was
causing within her.
Pulling his three fingers from her tight quim with a distinct
suctioning sound and a loud groan of protest from Buffy, Spike suddenly slung
her other foot over his shoulder before driving his tongue as deeply as
he could into her pussy bringing his thumb up to work her clit faster
than ever.
Buffy's eyes shot open to stare blindly, as her entire body gave over
to quivering in tenseness, in wait, then just as suddenly an orgasm of
biblical proportions swept through her body, causing her to buck
uncontrollably against Spike's face.
"CUUUUMMMMMMMIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNGGGGGGG.............SSSSSSSSPPPPPPPPIIIIIIIIIKKKKKKKKKEEEEEEE........."
She wailed helplessly in total abandonment of control, her hands coming
to twist and clutch into Spike's bleached locks, trying to press him
ever closer to her convulsing womanhood.
Spike's hands came to twine around her shaking thighs to hold her still
so he could suck mercilessly at her clit, driving her to the pinnacle
again and again, bringing her to her first multiple orgasm.
"OHMYGOD...OHMYGOD...OHMYGOD....I'M CUMMMMMM...AGAINNNNNNNN....." Buffy
screeched as the waves continued to pass over her like those turbulent
Maine storms she had left behind, and soon she was lost. All that
remained was a quaking, rasping, utterly satisfied shell of a woman.
As the last of her tremors coursed through her body causing her to
shake and shudder, Spike gently cleaned the last of her spent juices, while
her hands and thighs dropped limply from their impossible grip on his
body.
Gently climbing up her body Spike looked at his flushed goddess and
smiled tenderly when her hazel gaze opened to his blue one and a she
returned the smile. "Bed?" He asked in a quiet voice nodding his head
towards the upper level of the house.
Draping her not fully useable arms around his neck to pull him down for
a kiss she then smiled lazily at him and confirmed, "Bed."
Chapter 12
Spike carried Buffy up the stairs in his arms before depositing her small feet
on the wooden floor. Cupping her face in both of his hands he pulled her in for
a sweet kiss before setting to the task of removing the last vestiges of her
clothing. Buffy stood with her mind still muddled, running her hands over his
muscles of his back, as he bent to release her from the dress and garter belt
now tangled at her feet.
Standing up again he ran a gentle hand down the side of her face to lovingly
caress the downy skin there, before he nudged her onto the comfort of the bed,
where she then lay with one leg bent up at the knee and the other dangling off.
Leaning over her, he slowly allowed one of his hands to trail from her neck,
down her ribcage, over her stomach, the light touch making her giggle and the
muscles there bunch, to her inner thigh, skipping over the most sensitive of
areas, and away from her warm skin.
Pulling himself up to his full height, he slowly trailed the same hand over his
torso, down to his muscled stomach and finally to where his belt was still
buckled, knowing full well that Buffy was watching him with rapidly returning
heat. Reaching out to run his open palm down her bent leg's inner thigh, he
undid his belt, and top button of his slacks with his other free hand.
Buffys eyes glowed in the moonlight flooding the cozy room as she watched Spike
do a slow striptease for her. *God, this isn't a nineteen year boy...this here,
honey, is a MAN! M....A...N!* She softly bit her lip as the giddy thoughts
flitted through her head making her silently thank whoever was listening for
delivering this breathtaking flesh and bone fantasy to her.
Spike now unzipped his slacks, smiling as he felt Buffy's hand join his in
caressing her inner thigh, his cock straining at the boxers he slid down his
muscular legs to be kicked over to join her dress in the ever-growing pile of
discarded clothing.
Buffy's eyes widened as she took her first close-up look of his rigid cock.
"Yummy." She said impishly as she pushed herself up from the bed to a sitting
position, her inner thighs already getting damp at the thought of this
magnificent specimen in between her lips. "Looks like someone has a lolly for
me."
Spike's head rolled back as he felt Buffy take his cock into her hot hand and
stroke from the head to the base and then follow the path her hand had taken
with her wet, willing mouth.
"Uuuuummmmmmmm...." Buffy moaned through her open mouth as she glided down his
10" length. "So good." She said pulling her head away for a moment to watch him
as she continued to stroke him. Gazing up at his taut stomach in rapt attention
she gave into the urge to gently bite at the skin on his lower abdomen, but not
before running her tongue around and into his belly button and lightly
scratching his thigh muscles with her unoccupied hand.
"Feels... so... bloody fantastic..."Spike groaned as she nibbled and sucked at
his strong, carved stomach muscles.
"Harder luv....squeeze me .....oooohhhhh yeaaa...harder..." His voice hoarse
with the pleasure Buffy was giving him. "FUCK...........YEA........." He
intoned as he looked down at precisely the moment she took him into her mouth,
her tongue swirling around the sensitive head as her hand cupped his balls.
Buffy took her time, relaxing her throat muscles taking more and more of his
erection into her suctioning mouth, moving her hand in tandem on the lower
shaft as she slipped her other hand around to clutch his firm ass and encourage
his shallow thrusting movements.
"JeSUSssss.......IT'S SO BLOODY GOOOOOOOODDDD.....BUFFFFFFFFYYYYY...." He
moaned loudly as she suddenly dropped to her knees on the floor in front of him
still sucking, not even loosing a beat.
Always a visual guy, Spike's eyes drifted open and downward taking in the
delicious sight of his dream girl on her knees, her ruby lips wrapped around
his hard as steel prick, not even realizing that her hand had dropped away from
his ass and she was now whimpering, around his shaft, in time with his moans.
"Gaahhhhhhh.....ddddddddd..."Spike's strangled cry came out in one harsh breath
as the evening breeze shifted the curtains and the moonlight bathed his girl,
revealing the naughty hand that had crept between her thighs and was rubbing
her clit furiously as she sucked him off.
"FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKK BABY..........I'M GONNA........OHHHHHHHHH...FUCK
YEA.........I'M GONNA...........CUUUUUUUMMMMMMM." Spike roared as Buffy's
sucking mouth suddenly clamped down in her own mini version of a hoover vacuum,
her own moans vibrating around his pistoning cock, taking him over the edge as
he began to fill her mouth with his life giving seed.
"OH....FUCK....OH....FUCK......." Spike chanted as he felt her suck and caress
him voraciously, her mouth suddenly coming off of his still erupting tool that
sent splatters of cum across her breasts as she followed him into shuddering
moaning ecstasy.
Spike's legs trembled as his orgasm finally subsided, so much so that he had to
kneel down with Buffy on the floor so he didn't fall over where he stood. He
then slid his weak arms around her shoulders and pulled her moist still
trembling body to his, heedless of his seed coating her skin.
Resting his cheek on her tousled gold mane, they both knelt quietly for a
moment trying to catch their breath, and just enjoying the aftermath.
"That was the BLOODY BEST blow 've ever 'ad pet." Spike said in wonder, smiling
when she giggled in response and hugged him closer.
Looking down into Buffy's luminous eyes he grinned and nodded towards the one
item they had still yet to get to. "Bed, luv?"
Nodding her head as they stood together, " In a minute, shower first."
"Hmmmm..."Spike responded enthusiastically, "Shower first, indeed."
Chapter 13 Steamy Romance
Buffy led Spike into the granite tiled restroom with its two person Jacuzzi
style bathtub and its separate shower with multiple showerheads.
"I have to admit luv, ever since we fixed this room up I've been wantin' to try
out the shower."
Buffy turned from the taps as the water started to flow and smiled seductively
while beckoning to him with one finger, "Here's your chance tiger, why don't
you put it to good use?"
Spike stalked towards her as graceful as a panther before pouncing and pulling
a shrieking and laughing Buffy into the warm spray with him.
Standing in the center of the spray, he wrapped his strong arms around her tiny
waist and pulled her against him in a breathtaking embrace. With her arms
securely caught against his chest all she could do was moan in pleasure and
succumb to his mind numbing kisses.
"Mmmmmmmm..." Buffy licked her lips after a particularly deep kiss, "Spike
lips, lips of Spike."
Spike chuckled at her dreamy expression and silently vowed never to do anything
that had her not craving "lips of Spike."
Letting Buffy go for a moment he looked around and spotted a shelf with
shampoo, conditioner and body wash sitting next to something that looked like a
jellyfish with to much starch in it's shorts.
Deciding to ask what the hell it was later he reached for the shampoo instead.
After pouring a generous amount into his cupped hand he tugged Buffy close
again and proceeded to wash her hair.
"Oh...god.......I didn't know having someone wash your hair could feel so
good!" She enthused, shutting her eyes to enjoy the massaging sensation.
"Everythin' I do will make you feel good, pet." Spike growled next to her ear
causing her to shudder with the sound of his voice.
"Hmmmm.....promise?" She asked coquettishly.
"Rinse." He said turning her into one of the sprays; his eyes busy watching
her, as soap and water ran down her back and chest to drip off of her pert
breasts and well shaped buttocks. *She's so bleedin' amazin', all that tanned
flesh and soft womanly curves, and she's all yours mate." He thought happily to
himself as he realized the truth in his words.
Buffy took her time rinsing her hair knowing that Spike was watching and
obviously enjoying the show. Reaching past him to put a dollop of conditioner
into her hand, which she then smoothed into her hair, she mused to herself how
fast she was responding to him as well. Even though she had already orgasmed
like never before, twice. *God I want him again already.* She thought to
herself as she stepped back into the warm streaming water to rinse the
conditioner from her long hair.
Spike watched as she tilted her head back under the pulsating spray, the
movement drawing her body into a graceful line and pushing her breasts out so
that they were practically begging him to kiss them. With a silent groan, he
stepped forward, and wrapped his arms around Buffy's waist pulling her wet body
against his with a damp slap, his head immediately bowing down to capture one
of the defenseless nipples into the warm cavern of his mouth.
"Spiiiiiiiiikkkeeee....." Buffy half moaned half gasped his name, as the
lightening bolts shot from the nipple he was now supping on, to her already
drenched womanhood, causing the muscles there to clench in anticipation of more
heady caresses.
Buffy tangled her fingers into his hair keeping him as close to her pleasure
seeking body as she could. Each lave of his soft tongue drawing gasps of desire
echoing through the enclosed space, each touch of his hands on her back causing
her muscles to bunch and ripple.
Reaching towards the body wash on his right, Spike kept one slick breast in his
able mouthed reach distracting Buffy, as he poured the soapy substance into his
other palm. Replacing the bottle he then rubbed his hands together behind her.
Running his bubble covered hands over her back, he gently massaged her taut
skin, seeking out each and every hidden curve and crevice, pulling gasps and
moans of excitement from her, driving Buffy into withering need.
Lifting his head, he swiftly turned her so she was now facing the shower wall.
Pushing her up against the cool tile so that her breasts were mashed and she
could only wriggle helplessly, he ran a hand down his engorged erection
groaning out loud as he gave himself a few long pulls. Pushing himself up
against her, Spike bit down gently on her shoulder as he slid his turgid length
between the curves of her ass.
"Oohhhhhhhhhmmmm...." Buffy's hands curled against the unyielding tiles under
her fingertips as she felt his teeth bite into her tender shoulder while each
and every inch of his muscled chest pressed against her back, the sliding
sensation of his cock against her rounded cheeks driving her to distraction as
she arched against him trying to increase the pressure.
"Mine..." He growled out against her wet skin, the possessiveness making her
shudder in even deeper want of this man.
"Yours.."She gasped in response, her breath catching in her throat, "Oh
god...Spike...Yours.."
Sliding his hand forwards and down, his cock jumped at the heady words that
escaped Buffys lips as he slid two soapy digits into her clenching quim, his
other hand sliding in between her quivering buttocks to nestle itself into
virgin territory.
"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOoooooooooooooooo.....More...MORE...."Buffy's body strained
against the wall, as she found herself caught in a tidal wave of sensation.
"Mmmmmmm.....more here?" Spike murmured into one ear thrusting his fingers
deeper into her cunt, "Or here?" He asked as he added another finger to the
forbidden zone of her perfect ass.
"AaaaaaaaaaaUUUUUu........there...there........Oh god.......FUCK ME... FUCK ME
THERE........"Buffy squealed as she thrust backwards onto his fingers, silently
asking him to take her second virginity.
Keeping his fingers deep in her suctioning pussy, he pulled his other fingers
from her behind to grasp his barely controlled erection. Nudging his cock
between the two firm globes he hissed aloud as he pushed the head into the
newly claimed territory.
"Oooohhhhhh Buffy.......so ....BLEEDIN........GOOD.... SOOOOOOOO....TIGHT...."
He moaned along with her as he sank his full length into her, his balls resting
on her firm cheeks.
*Fuck me....* was all he could think as his eyes rolled back into his head at
the sensation of being fully encased in her tight heat. Moving his fingers that
were still buried deep inside of her, he began to thrust himself into the
depths of her willing body.
"OOOoooo.......MMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmmmmmmmmmmm.......PLEASE
SPIKE..........PLEASE....HARDER.......OOOOHH GOD.....HARDER." Buffy's pants and
moans became pleadings and screams as the intensity of the lovemaking pushed
her to the limits. She was no longer in control of her body, her body had long
since relinquished that control to this man, this Adonis that was currently
fucking her into tomorrow.
"Mmmmm gonna cum luv...."Spike uttered as he rest his chin against her neck,
his chest crushed against her back as he started longer strokes into her, his
fingers, sliding up and finding her clit and rubbing it in earnest.
"Yes....YES....YES...."Buffy's voice echoing the slapping of their wet bodies
as he started to pound into her at a punishing rate.
"OHHHH....OOOOHHH....NOW.......SPIKE..........N.....OWWWWWWWWWW......" Buffy
withered helplessly caught between his strong body and the shower wall as she
gave herself over to the climax of a lifetime her pussy clenching in time with
each powerful stroke of his penis into her ass.
"OHHHHHHHHHHH.........AAAAAAAAAA...AAAAAAAAAAYYYYY...." She screamed as an even
bigger wave washed over her as she felt him begin to convulse into her, every
pulse of his ejaculate hot and searing within her causing her to moan
helplessly as her head fell back onto his shoulder.
"GRRRRrrrrrrrrwwwwwwwAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH BBBBBBBBBBBBBBUUUUUUFFFFFYYYYYYY..."
Spikes yell mingling with hers as he thrust his cock into her and burst,
stroking himself into her as he filled her to brimming with his seed, and it
slid down between them in a warm stream of lust and desire.
Gasps exploded from each of their chests as they leaned heavily on one another
still caught up in the daze of sexual fulfillment. Gently pulling himself from
her, Spike turned Buffy around and held her still oxygen deprived body to his
as they each took their time nuzzling and smiling giddily at one another.
"That was mind-blowing." Buffy said after a minute, "I've never..." her voice
trailed off shyly as she turned her face to his. "Me either...I...um...didn't
hurt you did I?" He asked cautiously not looking into her eyes.
Gently bringing a small hand to his chiseled cheek she smiled when his eyes
finally met hers... "What part of harder, harder DIDN'T you get?" She gently
teased. "Remind me to ask for a repeat performance sometime later on ok Romeo?"
She said before standing on tiptoe and kissing his now smiling lips.
"God woman, you drive me crazy."
"Mmmm...feelings completely mutual...completely."
Chapter 14 Morning After
Buffy woke the next morning feeling more warm and comfortable than she had been
in a long time, her eyes fluttering open when she realized her face was mashed
up against something firm yet oddly giving at the same time. She smiled against
Spike's flesh as memories of the previous evening flooded over her bringing
heat to the sensitive points of her body in a rush.
After the rather lengthy shower she and Spike had tumbled into bed kissing and
touching each other, fully intent on making love the conventional way, but had
instead fallen asleep wrapped in each other's arms.
"Oh well," Buffy thought, "That's what mornings are for," as she started to
kiss his chest, inhaling his purely masculine scent.
"Mmmm," A low rumble echoed in Spike's chest as he began to slowly wake.
"Mornin' luv," He rasped sleepily, "Nice way to wake up," he said as he ran his
hands over her soft curves as she snuggled against him.
"What time d'we go to sleep last night?" He asked stretching his arms above his
body stretching briefly before wrapping himself back around her.
"Mmmm, around 4:00 a.m., I think, but I'm not sure I was kinda distracted by a
gorgeous younger man."
"S'at right pet, anyone I know?" He teased raising a scarred eyebrow and fixing
her with his penetrating blue gaze.
"Oh, most definitely. Bleach blond hair, luscious lips, beautiful blue eyes,
drool worthy body, and he keeps going like the energizer bunny." Buffy murmured
as she pushed him back onto his back and explored his body leisurely, eliciting
quiet moans and sighs from the teenager, as she mapped his chest and shoulders
with tender kisses and gentle bites.
"God Buffy," he groaned, as he pulled her atop his body for a deep kiss, his
tongue entwining with hers as he buried his hands in her soft, thick, spun gold
hair, sparks flying between the two lovers. Buffy arched her neck up
gracefully, as Spike began his nibbling exploration of her tender throat, a low
little moan making it's way out of her.
She sighed happily as Spike shifted them so she was lying on the bottom still
wrapped in his tight embrace. Smiling down at her, he playfully nipped at her
lips, teasing her by leaning in and then pulling away just before their lips
touched.
"Spike," Buffy whined in a little girl voice making him chuckle.
"Bu..ffyyy..." he mimicked, his happiness showing in his voice and face, as he
shifted his weight to his forearms and gazed down into her face.
"You are so gorgeous," He said gently rubbing his thumbs over the soft, tender
skin of her cheeks, and the curve of her chin.
Buffy held her breath at the swirl of emotions she saw in his eyes, her heart
silently acknowledging what she herself did not yet realize.
Taking a deep breath Spike broke eye contact with her. "Bloody 'Ell is that
clock right?" He asked climbing off Buffy abruptly.
"Ummm...yea. What's wrong?" She asked as she watched him scramble into his
pants. "I'm over 2 bleedin' hours late," he bit out "Supposed to be at a house
making sure the clean up is their and doin' their jobs. Da's gonna kill me 'e
if I missed 'em."
Pulling his now ruined shirt over his toned body, and running his hands
haphazardly through his hair, he suddenly noticed Buffy sitting on the bed
wrapped in the sheet, her large green eyes reflecting the insecurities running
unchecked inside her. Taking a moment, he lowered himself in front of her,
cupping her face with one gentle hand while the other softly massaged the upper
part of her thigh reassuringly.
Looking deep into her eyes he said, " I've got to go now sweet'eart, but when I
come back, 'ow 'bout you and I go to dinner, dancing, maybe a walk on the
beach?" Buffy nodded afraid to utter a word for fear of her voice trembling
uncontrollably. "Last night was the most amazing night of my life. You, Buffy
Summers, are exactly what the doc ordered. Or in this case what the devilishly
handsome Spike ordered." He said sincerely with a quirky smile, "You are
exactly what I need."
A small smile graced to her face, "It was amazing for me too." She said quietly
ducking her head.
Tilting her face back up to his with a finger under her chin he said, "Why
don't you take a soak in your new 'ot tub, lay out in the sun getting that
beautiful body toasty and relax? I'll be back in awhile and then we'll go paint
the town red, that sound good to you ducks?" He asked gently pushing a strand
of stray hair behind her ear.
Buffys heart overflowed at the sweetness and consideration of this young man.
*He reminds me of my Angel.* She mused, realizing that the thought of her
deceased husband did not hurt nearly as much as it had before meeting this
unique man.
"I'll be here," She said her entire face lighting up with a smile.
"'K, Baby," Spike said pressing a kiss to her lips, then her forehead and
finally the tip of her adorable nose. "Till later luv." He said running his
hand under her chin one more time before standing and exiting the room.
Buffy sighed and flopped back onto the bed as a silly smile was plastered on
her face. *Oh Buffy, I think that boy is gonna be trouble. Delicious,
delectable, trouble.*
Chapter 15 Can't Take the Heat
"Buffy?"
She was dreaming of being on a South Pacific island with nothing on but Spike.
"Buffy?" A little louder this time.
It felt so good having his naked body pressed against hers, soothing her heated
skin...
"LUV!"
"Whaaa....huh?" Buffy looked around groggily trying to figure out what had
startled her out of her dream. "Spike?"
"How long have you been out here pet? You look like a bleedin' lobster." Spike
spoke with concern in his voice as he helped Buffy to her feet gingerly.
"I came down after you left," She said flinching as her red-hot skin on her
back made itself known. "Ooooooo, I hurt Spike."
"That was nearly 5 hours ago," He said shaking his head, "Well young lady, it's
off to a cool tub and vinegar for you."
"But I thought..."Buffy's voice cut off into a hiss of pain as the tie on the
back of her top came into contact with the sun inflamed skin.
"No arguments pet." He said firmly, "We'll put you into the tub while I order
dinner and go grab some videos from the house then I'll rub some Noxzema into
your skin to keep you from hurting so much. We'll do red later." Pausing for a
moment, "That just didn't sound right."
"Oh...ok." Buffy murmured not paying much attention and trying hard not to move
to much as he led her upstairs to the bathroom and began to draw a cool bath
for her.
Spike turned from the taps to see a miserable looking Buffy standing in the
middle of the room, to burnt to even lean on anything. "You got some white
vinegar luv?" He asked as he began untying her suit and sliding it carefully
from her body.
"I think so. Down in the cupboard next to the icebox. Willow got
me...ouch...pretty much everything I could ever need or want before I moved
in."
"Yea she's a good one ain't she? She's been around helping out our family as
long 's can remember." He said fondly thinking of the vivacious redhead as the
tub filled with cool water. "Ok missy, into the tub with you."
"Spike?" Buffy's voice stopped him as he was leaving the room in search of the
vinegar.
"Yea?"
"Do you think...well that is....um...do you think Willow would understand
this?" Buffy gestured between herself and Spike. "I mean...would she be ok with
it?" She asked apprehensively.
Stepping up to her for a moment he put his hands carefully on the unburnt areas
of her neck and pulled her into a kiss before saying, "I think all that matters
is that we are ok with this. And we are aren't we?" the fear showing in his
eyes clearly as he waited for her reply.
Returning his kiss with a smile Buffy said, " I think we are definitely ok with
this."
Sighing against each other for another moment, Spike nodded towards the tub,
"Your
Bathtub awaits m'lady."
Allowing Spike to help her into the cool water, Buffy sighed in bliss as the
dreadful pain and heat from her burnt backside subsided, replaced by coolness
and rapture. Laying her head back against the tub she smiled as she heard Spike
leave the room and thanked her lucky stars.
Chapter 16 Dinner and A Movie
After Buffy had soaked in the tub for awhile, Spike came back into the restroom
with a bottle of Noxzema in one hand and a oversized white cotton t-shirt in
the other.
"So pet, feelin' better?" He asked as he sat the items in his hands on the sink
and grabbed a thick cotton towel from the rack.
"Mmmm," Buffy hummed lazily opening her eyes to look at Spike, who was now
holding his hand out to her to help her from the tub.
"Out we go," He smiled catching her dripping hand into his dry one and allowing
her to step onto the crème colored bath mat. He then turned her so that her
back was facing him
and gently began to dab at the moisture beading on her skin, keeping his touch
light so as not to hurt her further.
After drying her thoroughly he set the towel aside and picked up the Noxzema,
"This may be a bit cold, I stuck it in the icebox for a tick." He chuckled as
she hissed at the cold as the cream came into contact with the burnt skin on
her backside. Her hiss soon turned into a mewl of pleasure as the soothing
coolness took away the hurt. "Sounds to me like your enjoyin' this luv." His
voice was deliciously low and husky near her ear, sending shivers down her
spine. " Mmmm.....don't stop.....feels good," Buffy moaned stretching her body
languorously into his touch as he smoothed the cream into every bare expanse,
taking his time while thoroughly enjoying his perusal of her naked, toned
flesh.
*Time to wrap this up ol' boy before you get carried away.* Spike thought to
himself as he placed a chaste kiss on her shoulder before helping her into the
soft cotton shirt.
"Hmmm," Buffy sighed, "I could get used to this."
Turning her so he could look down into her green eyes, "Anytime luv, anytime,"
He said before placing a light kiss on the tip of her upturned nose.
"And now, dinner and a movie awaits you, my love," Spike grimaced inwardly as
the last words came unbidden from his lips.
*Good goin' you wanker, let the chit know you fell in love with her already
and it's sure to send her scurrying for the hills faster than the dogs at the
tracks.*
Buffy smiled up into his blue eyes as she watched the emotion play across his
face, while she did a little internal happy dance at his words. She knew he
felt strongly but she hadn't expected this. *Am I his love? It's only been a
few days* Biting her lip and dropping her gaze, she breathed a sigh of relief
when he grabbed her hand and pulled her from the room preventing her from
dwelling on the doubts and insecurities niggling at the back of her mind.
* * *
Coming into the living room of the house, Spike guided Buffy to the overstuffed
couch and watched as she cautiously settled herself onto the smooth cloth
covered cushions.
Sighing as she sunk down into the comfy sofa, she took a moment to look around
at the cozy dining setting Spike had prepared.
A large bowl of Fettuccini Alfredo sat steaming on the coffee table next to a
plate of delectable looking garlic cheese bread, while green tossed spinach
salad graced the other side. A six-pack of Pepsi Cola and a DVD sat along with
knives, forks, and the like waiting to be put into use.
"'Ope you like Italian pet," Spike said as he offered her a plate overflowing
with yummy, creamy, goodness before picking up a linen napkin and placing it
into her lap with a little flair.
"Mmmm...Now this is what I call service," Buffy grinned evilly before
continuing, "Not quite up to last nights shower but I guess it'll do." It was
all she could do to keep her laughter to herself as she watched Spike's ears
turn a violent shade of red at her teasing.
"I'll show you service Luv," he growled before turning his suddenly hot gaze on
Buffy causing her breath to hitch as her pulse took off at a wild gallop.
Grabbing the plate of noodles from her hands to be set on the coffee table,
Buffy suddenly found herself pressed back into the cushions by the strength of
Spikes kiss. Moaning deep in his throat he pressed his sensuous lips to hers
before allowing his tongue entrance to dance in an erotic dance with hers.
Wrapping her arms around his wide shoulders, her hands came up to entwine with
each other at the base of his strong neck, as she whimpered and pressed herself
up against the line of his body. *God...more*
Suddenly a cry of pain escaped her lips as the skin on her tender back made
itself painfully known.
"I'm sorry Spike." Buffy murmured against his lips as he pulled back in
concern. He leaned his forehead briefly against hers before sighing and moving
himself away from the deliciousness of this woman.
"S'ok luv. Just forgot you're recuperating," he said with a tender smile as he
helped her sit back up, "Best to eat before it gets cold anyway." With a wink
he gently pushed her now tousled hair behind her shoulder and handed her the
neglected plate of food. "Eat up, after this I've got Cold Stone ice cream,
best you've ever had!"
*Not likely.* Buffy thought with a wide grin leaving Spike to wonder what she
was on about as he moved to the DVD player to put in the movie.
"'Ope you like Dare Devil." He said popping in the disk and pressing the start
button before coming to sit back on the couch with her.
"MMMMmmm....what woman can resist such yummy goodness? I mean if I can't have a
gorgeous man take care of my needs physically I can always watch eye candy and
get my fill that way." Buffy said saucily as Spike snorted.
"I think I've been insulted," he said shaking his head in mock disbelief, "
Being compared to that ponce Ben Affleck."
Buffys grin got even larger as she innocently widened her twinkling eyes, "Who
said anything about Ben Affleck? I was talking about that Bulls-eye guy, Colin
Farrell and all his chewy goodness. And that accent....YUM!!"
This last statement brought out an even louder snort of disbelief and a roll of
his eyes, "ONLY a YANK would believe that it's a compliment to an Englishman to
be compared to an Irish wanker. Women."
Buffy laughed out loud at his clowning around when she saw he wasn't serious
but secretly pleased to be categorized as gorgeous.
"Enough...eat." He said with a wave of his hand as the movie began leaving
Buffy smiling.
*Damn Buffy, all this chew toy goodness to nibble on and only YOU could get a
2nd degree burn on your entire backside. * Shaking her head inwardly to
herself, *When will you learn? This is almost as embarrassing as almost getting
caught that time, peeing on some persons lawn because you and your friends had
a little too much to drink and you couldn't make it home in time. God if he
knew about that he'd probably make me eat in my room.*
Spike watched her from the corner of his eye, as she seemed to mentally be
arguing with herself before she returned to massacring her Alfredo with her
knife and fork.
"Um luv?" He said pulling Buffy out of her silent reverie.
"Mmmph?" she questioned still munching away happily.
"Oh, never mind." He said before thinking to himself warily, *Note to self;
Never get Buffy mad at you if THAT is going to be the result.*
Buffy diligently dug into the heavenly dish once again, with relish but not
before leaning over and placing a soft kiss on his pouting lips making sure
that he knew he was the one she wanted.
*Well tonight may not be the night for hot, steamy, sex but it seems to be
turning out good anyway.* They both thought as they glanced at each other with
little grins on their faces before turning back to the television, letting the
movie and the rest of the evening play out in comfortable companionship.
*I could DEFINITELY get used to this!*
Continued...
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