Summerhaven

Chapter 15

They stared at each other as another crack of lighting lit up the interior of the house. The fire crackled and the clap of thunder made them jump. Spike brought his hand to her cheek and caressed her soft skin with the rough pads of his fingers.

“Spike..” Buffy whispered.

“Shhh,” he whispered back as he placed his finger over her mouth.

She nodded slightly as Spike leant forward. The touch of his lips on hers sent a shockwave of heat shooting through her body. He kissed her softly. His lips merely caressing hers. He released her lips and stared into her eyes.

“Buffy?”

She didn’t respond, she just scooted up and placed her lips upon his. He groaned low in his throat and kissed her back, his mouth demanding more this time. Buffy sighed against his lips and wound her hands around his neck as she twisted to the side, her back against his arm.

Her mouth opened slightly, her pink tongue darting out, tempting his into dancing with her. Spike groaned again, and shifted her so he was able to wrap his arms around her, tightly, her body against his.

Buffy was helpless as he broke their kiss only to travel hot, searing kisses across her jaw and down to her neck. Her head fell back as he laid gentle bites across her sensitive skin. Her long blond hair tickled his thighs as she moved her head allowing him better access to her neck.

His hands wound in her hair, dragging her head back farther as he continued his attack on her throat. He couldn’t get enough of her skin, her smell, and her taste.

She moaned, the sound vibrating in her throat as he ran his lips and tongue across her skin. His lips inched lower as he dragged them down the curve of her throat to her chest. He licked between the valley of her breasts, his tongue a welcome heat against her cold flesh.

His hands left her hair to trail down to her shoulders. Slowly he pushed her down onto the blankets they had laid out. His lips left hers as lightning struck outside. He tilted his head to the side as his cerulean blue eyes captured hers.

They darkened as he gazed into her flushed face, her kiss-swollen lips. The towel she had wrapped around her body and her wet chemise had slipped down slightly allowing her hardened nipples to come into his view. The fire played against her body as her rosy areolas tempted him. They mesmerized him as he leaned down and brushed his lips against their chemise-covered peaks.

Buffy’s eyes slid shut as Spike lowered his mouth once more to her aching breasts. It had been so long since she had been touched, since he had touched her. She knew she push him away but damn it, this felt so right, so comfortable.

She felt loved.

From her head to her toes.

Her hands worked through his blond locks, loosening them from the tie at the nape of his neck. Spike brought both hands to her chest and cupped her breasts, pushing them together. His mouth found one nipple, licking, sucking, and biting before traveling to the other, giving it the same treatment. Buffy’s body was awash with sensations as her fingers threaded through his silken locks, dragging his mouth closer to her skin, as if he wasn’t close enough.

Spike took the hint and worked the sodden material off her shoulders, exposing her naked breasts to him. His sharp intake of breath was almost Buffy’s undoing as he lowered his mouth once again. He rubbed his face against her naked flesh, his stubble rubbing roughly against her straining nipples. She couldn’t take anymore and lifted his mouth to hers, kissing him with wild abandon. Her hands left his hair and traveled down his broad shoulders.

She bit down on his bottom lip causing him to groan and smiled against his mouth, pleased she had that kind of affect on him.

His naked torso was against her, the chemise she half had on riding low around her waist and high above her legs. The towel that covered Spike had become un-wrapped from his waist. Buffy gasped as the rigid shaft of his passion rubbed against her thigh.

Spike broke their kiss and looked down at her.

“We don’t have to Buffy. I can stop,” he breathed.

“Don’t want you to,” she whispered tugging his mouth back down.

He captured her lips with a growl, his tongue dueling with hers as he fixated himself in between her legs. His hands caressed her breasts as he licked a trail down her neck.

“Don’t want…Need you to…Want you…” Buffy babbled her body awash in a swirling storm of sensations.

Spike felt her urgency and it mirrored his own as he removed the towel completely from their bodies. He lifted her chemise higher, his chest moving against hers as he moved a hand down between him. His fingers found her wet cleft, rubbing it gently. Buffy moaned her hips shaking at his tender invasion. She was hot and wet as Spike slipped a finger into her folds. Her inner walls sucked him in, clinging to him as he added another finger to the fold.

“Oh Spike,” she murmured as she spread her legs wider, giving him better access to her quivering pussy. His thumb moved on her small bundle of nerves, circling it as her hips bucked against his. He continued his assault on her at both ends, his mouth kissing hers with ferocity as his hand worked her into a puddle of pleasure.

She was gasping for breath, her body taut on the edge of her orgasm when Spike removed his fingers from her tempting body. She wanted to cry out at the loss of contact when he slid down her body, his lips fastening on her clit sucking hard. Buffy screamed and bucked against his mouth, releasing a flood of her sweet juice into his mouth. Frantic fingers grasped his head, holding him between her thighs as she rode out her peak on his face. Each flick of his tongue caused another small orgasm to roll through her body eliciting another spasm of her nectar to flow against his lips.

He lifted his head and looked at her, licking his lips before crawling up her body. He kissed her making her taste herself on him as he positioned his hard cock at her entrance. With one thrust he buried himself to the hilt, pressing against her womb.

“Spike!” Buffy yelled as she clung to his back.

His mouth found hers as he started to move within her silken heat. They were both covered in a fine sheen of sweat as their bodies rubbed together. Buffy lifted her legs and wrapped them around his waist urging him deeper within her.

Buffy’s eyes fell shut as the tension inside her belly started to build again. She broke from Spike’s mouth and buried her face in his neck as he picked up the pace, thrusting within her with wild abandon.

Spike had no control. He wanted this, wanted her for so long that he couldn’t stop himself even if he was hurting her. From the lustful moans that were coming from her mouth he knew he wasn’t. He was angry at himself and angry at her for making him leave all those years ago. Angry at himself for being with her right now, being inside her, loving her when he should be hating her.

Spike groaned against her neck as her walls started clenching on him, milking his cock as she neared another orgasm. He forced her head away from his neck and kissed her harshly.

“Open your eyes Buffy,” he commanded his hands on either side of her head.

Buffy complied and opened her eyes revealing her green depths filled with passion upon him.

“Oh god Spike,” she wailed, her eyes never leaving his as her body convulsed in pleasure.

“Buffy!” Spike bellowed as his cock jerked, spilling his hot seed within her quivering body.

Buffy finally closed her eyes as Spike slumped against her, his head in her neck as his cock continued to fire inside her wet folds.

She had no idea if it was the wine or Spike on top of her that made her sleepy and didn’t care as she drifted off. She was almost out when she heard Spike’s ragged whisper as he too drifted into sleep.

“Love you Elizabeth…”

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