Willow felt something tickling her nose. She moved to swat it, but found she couldn't move her hand. Startled, she opened her eyes. It was black. She suddenly heard a voice.
"Naughty girl....you've been keeping secrets." was purred at her.
"Spike...let me up." she begged.
She felt a sharp slap on her thigh. Bare hand hitting her bare flesh. Not enough to hurt, just enough to tingle.
"I don't remember telling you to speak. If you can't keep your mouth closed, I may have to find another use for it."
She swallowed. This was just like her fantasy. She had lost track of the times she had wished that Spike had possessed her when she had been kidnapped. She felt a warmth spread through her lower body. She kept her mouth shut. Maybe this was just another dream.
"Good girl." Spike said smiling.
He ran his hand lightly over her body, starting at her toe and moving to her throat. His bent down.
She felt his cold lips on her throat. They moved up and claimed her mouth in a fierce kiss. His tongue demanding entry. She granted it. He pulled back.
"Did you enjoy yourself?"
"What?"
"This evening?"
She felt the bed move as he sat beside her. His hand began to slowly draw circles on her stomach.
"Did you wish I were here? I wish I had seen it. I bet you rubbed your nipples...wanting it to be my hand...."
she felt a tongue on her nipple.
"Did you taste yourself? I can tell you....you taste delicious. Sweet and innocent yet fiery and alive."
She felt a finger run along her slit. She then heard a sucking sound.
"Fantastic..." he moaned.
She was feeling incredibly turned on. She wanted to see him.
"You want me...now. I can tell. Quit struggling. You may hurt your wrist." he said sharply.
Suddenly, she felt a swat on her abdomen. "Who gave you that box?" he demanded.
"I think it was Buffy."
Another swat, slightly lower. "It wasn't. Not her handwriting. Thought you were the smart one luv."
"I don't know. Please..." she whimpered.
Spike smiled. "It doesn't matter. You won't be enjoying their gift with them. You are mine, sweet Willow. Do you acknowledge that?" He asked, his fingers darting across her core.
"Yesssss" she hissed as she felt him enter her with his finger.
"Good. That's settled. Now, forgive me. I must have a taste."
Suddenly, his tongue was on her. She arched up at his intrusion. She felt his hands reach behind her, holding her ass tightly in his hands to keep her from moving. His fingers dancing along its crack.
She started to moan. When she felt one of his fingers enter her from behind, she knew she was close. Soon, she climaxed. She felt him move up the bed and his mouth met hers. She could taste herself on his tongue.
"Good girl...I think it's time for me to have some fun...Did you ever go down on the wolf?"
"NO!" she shrieked.
"Good, then I'll be your first there too." he promised seductively
. She felt something outlining her lips. Her tongue darted out. He slowly eased her mouth open, allowing her to go at her own speed. The warmth of her mouth was driving him crazy. He wanted this to be an experience she would not forget. That was the only thing keeping him from taking her roughly. He felt himself about to climax. Groaning her name, he was surprised to see her swallow most of his release.
Her lips curled into a satisfied smile. '"May
I please have some more?" she asked impishly.