Chapter 4 - Finally Getting Some Lovin’

Her young face was like that of an angel
Her long legs were tanned and brown
Better keep your eyes on the road, son
Better slow this vehicle down

Spike was so shocked at her request that he almost hit the brakes right in the middle of the highway. He glanced quickly into the rear view mirror at her but she had turned on her side. Her face was cradled on her arm, as she appeared to be sleeping. A rest stop sign announced a place to stop in five miles. Spike maneuvered the van to the far right lane while he began to slow down to pull into the area.

He was afraid she would change her mind before he could get parked somewhere. As he coasted through the parking lot he looked back at her but she was still curled up with her eyes closed. After he took a survey of the parking lot he headed for the far side of it where it was a little darker. As he turned the engine off he heard Buffy stir in the back.

"We’re at a rest stop." He told her quietly as he turned to look at her.

Buffy raised her arms above her head and stretched forcing her breasts to rise outlining them more clearly. Spike quickly looked away not wanting to appear to be a pervert.

"I need to use the restroom." She said as she grabbed her purse and scooted toward the side door. Spike climbed between the seats and followed her out. Neither one said anything as they headed toward the bathrooms. They both headed to their appropriate sides with barely a glance at the other.

Spike rinsed off his face and swirled water through his mouth wishing he had his toothbrush with him. Then after he dried his face off he checked to see if his armpits smelled. An image of Buffy lying next to him hurried him from toward the door.

She was already waiting for him a soda in hand when he came out. When she saw him a big grin appeared on her face making him relax in his nervousness. They moved toward each their hands grasping the hand of the other while they walked back to the van. Spike held the door for her as she climbed in and then he started to climb in after her. That was when he remembered he had forgotten to get condoms from the machine in the bathroom.

"Where are you going?" Buffy looked at him as he started to back out of the door.

"I forgot to get….Uh, I need to get…" He stopped as he realized he was making an ass out of himself. Quickly thinking he tried to come up with an excuse to go back to the bathroom. What if she hadn’t meant that they were actually going to do IT? What if she just wanted to make out or something? He was beginning to feel trapped as his brain refused to cooperate with him.

Buffy laughed softly as he struggled with his problem.

"Spike, I’m on the pill."

His eyes flew open when she solved the problem for him. Then as her words sank in his stomach went into a violent mass of butterflies at the thought of making love with her.

"Come here." Buffy patted the space on the bed next to him bringing back the memory of Drusilla making the same gesture a few nights ago. He hesitated for a moment. Then after glancing into the depths of her eyes seeing only acceptance there he climbed into the van. After he closed the door he pulled the curtains closed so no one could see in. Then repeated the motion for the back window. Finally he settled down to sit next to her on the bed. He watched her in fascination as she opened her purse to pull out a pink circular compact. She flipped open the top then moved it so that he could look at it.

"See, there is one gone for every day this month." She said as she ran her fingernail around the empty slots. The first available was popped out into her hand where she then put it into her mouth. It was quickly washed down with the soda. "That was the one for today so I am safe for another 24 hours."

Buffy smiled as she looked over at him staring at her in bewilderment. He was so bemused by everything happening that he had lost the ability to have a rational thought. Buffy shifted to swing her legs up on the bed scooting back so that she was lying on her side. A hand on his arm pulled him into motion to follow her. They both ended up on their sides facing each other.

There was a little light illuminating the inside of the van making her face glow with an iridescent light. Her hand came up to cup his cheek.

"Spike, earlier you asked me if I ever do something because I want to. The answer isn’t very often. Please don’t think I am a slut or anything. I’ve only been with Riley. But tonight I want to be with you. I know there isn’t any future with us living in different cities. You make me feel happy and free and I want to feel that for as long as possible." She finished her explanation of why she wanted to be with him.

His hand came up to cover hers on his face bringing it around to kiss the palm of it gently. Even though this was her choice he could see that she was nervous about this too. Her eyes were wide in her face as she waited for him.

Spike shifted so that he could lean down to kiss her. It was the first time that he had ever taken the initiative in kissing. Drusilla or Darla had always led the way before. He could only pray that he got it right.

Her lips were soft beneath his as he came to kiss her gently. Then following what he knew he didn’t hesitate to shove his tongue into her mouth. He moved into the wetness with quick jabbing motions while his mind tried to follow the motions that Dru had made with him. With a jerk Buffy pulled away from him. Her hand came to cover her mouth as she looked at him in surprise.

When she pulled away from him all his hopes came to a grinding halt.

"Slow down. Okay?"

She sounded annoyed at him as he cringed from her words. Without thinking he tried to explain himself.

"I’m sorry that’s the way that Dru taught…" As he realized what he said his eyes flew to see what Buffy’s reaction was. At first she just looked at him then her eyes opened wide as she put things together. Spike closed his eyes as she began to speak.

"Dru taught you to kiss? The same Dru that you were going to San Francisco with?" Her voice showed her disbelief that he was eighteen and had just learned to kiss. Spike hated himself as he answered her with a nod.

"The same Dru that you said wouldn’t fulfill her promises?"

As she continued he squeezed his eyes shut to stop the tears that were threatening as she revealed his secret.

"You’re a virgin?" The surprise was evident in her voice as she finished the puzzle he had handed her.

Spike waited for the laughter that would follow her revelation. When it came he was unable to stop a tear from slipping from his tightly closed eyes. As it flowed down his cheek her hand came to wipe away the tear.

"Shh, it’s okay. I wasn’t laughing at you. I promise."

Her lips came softly against his.

"Look at me, baby."

He reluctantly opened his eyes to look at her.

"I was laughing at what we are about to do. You’ve never done it and I have only it done a few times. And then I wasn’t really doing anything except lying there. So, this should be interesting."

When she finished she came forward to rub his nose with hers then placed another kiss on his lips. Her expression was sweet and protective of him as he looked at her. There was a light in her eyes that he wanted to follow anywhere that she would lead. He laid a hand on her side as he leaned toward her again. This time he followed his instincts and her request for slowness. He barely moved his lips over hers creating a tender friction between them. His tongue carefully outlined her lips enjoying the soft sweetness that waited for him. As she opened her mouth to him he leisurely flicked his way into the wet heat of her mouth. Then waited for her to respond to him before he started to dance with her. It didn’t take long for her to come to him. Her tongue swirled against his. It was then that he lost it.

Lost all possibility of thought. All possibility of trying to plan the next move. He was drowning in her. The heat. The wetness. The feverish movements of their tongues dueling for pleasure. The only demand of his mind was for him to be closer to her. His hand moved to her back flowing upwards to grasp the back of her head in his hand. To hold her to him. To keep her from moving away from him. As his hand tangled in her hair she made a mewling sound deep in her throat. The man in him that was waiting to come out moved over her more. To hold her below him so that he could devour her mouth more fully.

They broke away from each other for only a moment to catch their breath. The wonder of the heat they were creating was evident in their eyes. Unwilling to lose the momentum they were building their lips fused together again. He wanted to feel more. To have more. Untangling his hand from her hair his fingers began to follow the ridges of her spine down her back. She shivered against him as he created chills in her. As he reached her lower back he hesitated for only a moment before flattening his hand against her. With overwhelming amazement his moved down over the roundness of her ass. He squeezed it as he felt the ripe curve beneath his hand.

Her hips squirmed against his hand as he massaged her cheeks. Then wanting and needing her closer his hand moved beneath her hip then pulled her toward him. She came willingly shifting to help get them closer. As they became flush his hand moved down her thigh to pull it over his hip. His leg moved between hers so that her softness was just above his thigh. He groaned as her hips moved to rub herself against him.

There was no thought as primitive instincts took over. Their kisses built a fire that burned within them. A need to claim her moved his hand back over her body pushing her shirt up so that he could travel beneath it. Her breasts called to him demanding to be paid attention to. The hard pebble of her nipples burned through their clothes pressing into his chest. As his hand went to close over one she pulled back. Her breath came in pants as she looked briefly at him before she sat up.

Spike fell onto his back as she stared up her. For a moment she closed her eyes before grasping the hem of her shirt. Then it was quickly pulled over head to be dropped on the floor. Another momentary hesitation before her bra was undone and followed the shirt over the side. He forced himself to make contact with her eyes before traveling down to look at her.

He had seen photos of naked women before. Between Playboy magazines and health books he had the idea down. But the realness of Buffy surpassed anything he had ever seen. Or had ever fantasized about. Unable to resist he sat up so that he could run his fingers across their taut flesh. He stopped briefly to feel the pink nubs that begged to be touched. To roll one between two fingers tips watching in fascination as it hardened even more.

Buffy made another soft sound in the back of her throat as he continued to touch her. He moved his hand down to her waist pulling her toward him. But she stopped him again. Her hands reached for the hem of his shirt pulling it up. He cooperated with her by putting his hands up so that she could get it over his head.

As his shirt fell to the floor their gazes met. Then moving together without thought their mouths fused together again. Tongues rapidly played as they flowed together. Flesh to flesh. A mutual sound of pleasure came from them as they felt the other against them. Spike’s hands moved around to caress her bare back. The heat increased between them as he kneaded at her back. Her hands buried in his hair.

Spike altered their position by turning to lay her on her back again. This time he moved over her coming to rest on top of her. Her legs opened to welcome him between them. As he settled against her his hips rocked to rub his cock against her. Even through their clothes he shuddered from the sensation of their sexes being together.

He had to move to gain air into his lungs. Forcing himself he broke contact with her lips staring down into her desire filled eyes feeling even more of his boyhood slip away. Her face was flushed while her breath came in rapid pants as she stared up at him. But he was filled with a longing to taste more. To feel more. His lips moved along her jaw line as she turned her head to give him more access. A sigh flowed from her as his tongue outlined her ear. Then he nipped at the ear lobe before bringing it into his mouth to suck on it.

As he felt her arch against him he grounded his hips down against her again.

"Oh, God, Spike, mmmmm…" She whispered in his ear urging him to continue his exploration.

He nuzzled her neck. Then nipped at it. Then sucked where he had nipped. Her hands fluttered against his shoulders as her head began to move against the pillow. Spike shifted downward coming to stop at her breasts. At first he rubbed his head against them just so he could feel the satiny smoothness against him. He swallowed quickly before he brought one of her nipples into his mouth while his hand came to caress the other.

As he sucked at her hardened pebble her fingernails started to dig into his back. Spike couldn’t help but smile at the thought that he was pleasing her. That she was feeling as good as he was at the moment. But he wanted more for her. As he began to travel down her stomach he used everything that he could to gain more sensations for them. His hands. His tongue. His lips. Her body soft and quivering beneath him.

As he reached the waistband of her shorts he pulled back on his knees between her legs. Her hands continued to reach for him as he moved from her. As he undid her shorts he held eye contact with her watching the emotions drift through them. There was so much warmth there to drown in. His hands began to tug at her shorts and panties to bring them down. Her hips came up so that he could pull them down. In order to get them off he scooted back to the end of the bed. Once they were dropped on the floor he ventured to look up at her naked form. Her legs were still spread on either side of him. His eyes slowly moved over her body taking in all of her beauty. The legs long and tanned. The soft curls that rested between. The firmness of her belly and the soft mounds of her breasts. His tongue ran over his lips as he moved to meet her eyes. He smiled at her to try to reassure her that he was still here with her.

Crouching down he laid a kiss on the inside of her calf. Then he moved slowly upwards planting kiss after kiss on the smoothness of her skin. He knew what his goal was as he moved up her thigh. It was what lay just beyond the spot he was ministering to. Anticipation shot through him at the thought of having her open before him. Spread out for him. But as he moved the rest of the way up her thigh he found her hands laced over her silken quim.

His hands came to rest just under her legs next to her bottom. Her feet rested against his sides as he contemplated his next move.

"Come on, Buffy. Move your hands." He asked as he began to kiss her hands running his tongue between the fingers that he could. The tiny amount of moisture he could taste making his hunger for her grow.

"It’s embarrassing." She whispered softly to him. It was apparent that in her limited experience that Riley had never taken care of her.

Spike reached under her to come up over her hip. His hand grasped her wrist in his to bring it to rest on the bed. Then with his other hand he repeated the gesture. So that she was open to him the way he wanted. If she had really protested he would have backed off but even she had admitted that it was embarrassment not the fact that she didn’t want it.

But once he had what he wanted he realized he had no clue what to do. He knew from sexual education class that the clitoris was what would give her pleasure. If he could find it. The diagrams just didn’t quite do justice to the exquisiteness before him.

Praying to an angel for help he moved forward to run his tongue along the outside of her lips. Buffy trembled against him making him repeat the motion but this time he separated the lips to delve deep into her heat. As he reached the top he found what he had been looking for. A slow stroke of his tongue against it caused Buffy to groan in response. A soft suck pushed her hips off the bed closer to his mouth. He began to explore her with his mouth retaining what movements caused what response. Then as her pleasure began to build he began to repeat the motions in synchronized sweeps.

He let go of one of her hands to so that his own hand could add to the movements of his mouth. As his fingers began to penetrate her the hand he had freed came to clutch at his hair. Neither realized it until later that their hands that were still clutched together had moved to entwine together.

"Please, Spike, I can’t….take it…anymore." She pleaded with him to bring her satisfaction. His fingers began to thrust rapidly and deeply into her as his mouth licked and sucked at her. A soft squeal followed by her collapsing against the bed let him know that he had given her what she needed. A deep feeling of pride swept through him as he raised himself up. As he moved over her he quickly wiped his mouth on his hand before coming to rest on her.

Buffy slowly opened her eyes to look up at him. Her hands came to lie on his sides as he bent to kiss her. A barely there touching of lips as he waited for her to come down from where she was. It was unconceivable to him that he was able…allowed…to give her this. He was filled with feelings and desires that were new to him, as he wanted to take the next step.

Her hands flowed over the smoothness of his back to rest in his hair again. She pulled him down to him meeting his lips in a blinding kiss of newly born passion. They had both broken barriers to their innocence. He met her with as much or even more need as their tongues glided together. As he once again became lost in the furnace of her kiss her hands moved down his sides to his waist. She tried to push him up so she could move her hands between them. When he realized that she was trying to remove his pants he pulled away from her coming to rest on his knees. His hands came to undo the button on them when a moment of modesty hit him. No one had ever seen him without clothes before except his mum. And that had been almost fifteen years ago. He gave a quick glance at Buffy because he now understood where she had been just a few moments ago.

As he glanced away trying to build courage to undo them he saw her move toward him. Her hands came to rest over his shooing them away. Their eyes met as she undid his pants. In that moment Spike came to realize that no matter what happened it would be okay. There was nothing dirty or shameful in what they were doing. Fate had intervened in their lives giving them this chance. It was a chance to be with someone who really wanted to be with them. This moment was theirs. Even if he didn’t do everything right it would be all right. He was safe with Buffy. And this only made him start to fall in love with her.

"Sit." She growled to him as she pulled his pants down over his hips. He sat then helped her to pull them off of his legs. As he sat there exposed he looked away from her. He gasped as he felt her small hand encircle him. His eyes closed as she explored him. Gentle fingertips ran over the underside of him then cupped his balls. He jerked in bliss as she touched him. Knowing he wouldn’t last like this he pulled her hand away from him.

They both scooted back up the bed to give them room. As he came to his hands and knees to crawl up the bed she spread her legs for him. Her arms were outstretched to take him in. "This was more than any man could ask for." he thought as he once again settled on her.

His hand reached between them to try to get him into her. As he fumbled against her once again his hands were pushed aside. Her hands grasped him and guided him to her core. She held him until his tip penetrated into her warmth. Then her hands slid around his hips moving slowly up to his rib cage. Spike balanced himself on his hands as he began to bury himself in her. He slowly moved into the wet hot sheath. Buffy began to tremble below him as he slid all the way in.

She brought her sweat slicked legs up over his hips to encircle his waist. Her feet rested against his buttocks bringing her hips up allowing him to slide even further into her. As he did he felt it begin to happen to him. The tension coiled in his lower belly. His sac began to pull up into him as his body prepared to cum.

He threw his head back as his face scrunched up.

"No, God, please no. Don’t let this happen to me." He mentally berated himself as he tried to relax.

"Say the alphabet."

Spike’s eyes flew open as Buffy spoke to him. In a way he had almost forgotten she was there.

"My friend, Xander says that saying the alphabet can distract you enough to make it go away."

His mind tried to focus on what she was saying as his body was being overrun by feelings.

"A,B,C,D,E,F,G,H…" She softly sang to him. He didn’t know when he started to sing with her. But he did sing along till the end of the song. They both laughed as they finished up the notes. With amazement he realized it had worked. His body had relaxed enough that he didn’t feel the oncoming orgasm.

He moved forward to kiss her quickly on the lips before starting to move his hips. At first he moved slowly and deliberately wanting to feel all of her against him. But when she pulled him down on top of her as she whispered of her desire he began to thrust deeper and harder. Finally he became lost to the rhythm of their bodies moving together. Buffy moving upwards toward him as he pounded down into her. His face buried against her neck as she clasped him tightly to her.

Then he couldn’t hold it anymore. There was no chance to stop it this time as he came deep in her heat.

"Auuuuuuuuugh." He exclaimed as his climax caused his body to spasm. As the world came into focus again he realized that Buffy was still quivering below him. The knowledge that he hadn’t brought her satisfaction sliced through him.

"I’m sorry, Baby. I’m sorry." He whispered in her ear as he cradled her against him. Her eyes were closed as he looked down at her. Feeling like a heel he moved his hand down between them to touch her so that he could finish it for her. She grabbed his hand to stop him before he could touch her though.

"Don’t. It’s…I’m sensitive. It’s okay." She brought his hand up to rest on the bed with hers.

"No, it’s not okay. I wanted you with me."

She opened her eyes to look up at him while a smile danced across her face.

"It’s okay. I never had one before tonight so I’m just happy I got one at all."

They smiled in understanding at each other. Tonight they had been taken places they had never been before. And they were both grateful for it.

With regret Spike began to feel himself slip from her. If he could he would stay joined with her forever. When the connection was broken he moved to lie on his back beside her. He began to take deep slow breaths to try and have everything make sense again when he felt her move beside him.

She had gone to sit on the edge of the bed. Her hands were feeling around for her clothes.

"Where you going?’

Buffy froze after she pulled her shirt into her hands.

"I just thought it was over and you’d want to get a move on again."

Spike had never hated anyone as much as Riley before that moment. The bastard had been abusive to her in more than one way. Apparently he had just used her to get himself off never taking the time to see to her needs. Then once he was satisfied he had rolled off of her leaving her alone and frustrated.

He reached a hand over to take the shirt away from her to drop it on the floor again. His hand ran down her back in a loving gesture.

"Come here. I’m not done with you yet." He coaxed her back into the bed with him. As he lay on his back again she came to curl into him. Her arm and leg both draped over him. With a satisfied sigh she settled next to him. His arm moved to pull her closer as he brought the sheet over them.
The last coherent thought he had before he drifted to sleep was how right this felt.

Chapter 5 - The Touch of Love

‘Cause like a picture she was layin’ there
Moonlight dancin’ off her hair
She woke up and took me by the hand
We made love in my Chevy Van
And that’s all right with me

Spike stirred from sleep with new sensations bombarding him from all directions. There was the languid, sated feeling that permeated his body from their love making. The softness of her body that was curled against his side. Her hair that tickled his jaw. The sticky feel of their sweat and body fluids combined that coated his skin.

Then there were the feelings that ran rampant through his heart. Love. Protectiveness. Pride. Gratitude. Happiness. And knowledge that everything was all right. The rest of the world had disappeared somewhere in the last few hours. Ever since Buffy had walked out of the restaurant he had fallen into a new realm of existence. It looked and smelled the same but yet nothing was the same. He smiled as he hugged her tighter against him.

Buffy stirred in his embrace smiling against his side. Her hand leisurely trailed across his stomach up toward his chest. He leaned over to kiss the top of her head.

“Mmmmmh. Hi there.” She moved back so that she could look at him. He had never seen anyone look as beautiful as she did in that moment. Her eyes sleepy. Her hair tousled and wild. All he could do was put his fingers under her chin to turn her so that he could kiss her again. After she was fully awake he pulled back from her. His forehead rested on hers.

“Hey there.” Spike couldn’t do anything but smile as the joy swept through him. “Do you want something to drink or eat? I’m going to go and get something.”

“That would be nice.” She whispered back. “Do you want me to go with you?”

He shook his head as he untangled himself from her to crawl off the bed. While she watched he searched for his clothes and pulled them on.

“Anything special you want?”

“Chocolate.”

After grabbing change from the front of the van he headed for the vending machines. Not knowing exactly what she liked he bought five different candy bars, several bags of chips and then got cold sodas. The snacks ended up being carried in his shirt that he had pulled up to make a makeshift knap sack.

When he crawled in the van Buffy sat up to take the sodas from him so he could crawl in and shut the door. He groaned when he turned around to see Buffy sitting up holding the sodas in her lap with the sheet bunched around her waist.

“Sorry.” He could have kicked himself as she dropped the sodas to pull the sheet up. Just what she needed was to feel that he couldn’t control himself. He came to kneel on the bed beside her then dropped his shirt letting the snacks drop on her. It made him feel good when she laughed at his gesture.

“I didn’t know what you wanted.” He explained the variety of goodies that she was now sorting through. Spike wasn’t sure of what to do now. So, he sat down pulling his knees up to his chest watching her.

“Thanks.” Buffy looked up to smile at him as she selected a bag of M&Ms. After she had laid back down he grabbed a bag of chips and ripped them open. Neither one of them said anything as they started eating. Neither one sure of what to do in this situation they found themselves. They avoided each other’s eyes and continued to eat their snacks. Finally, Spike started to gather the nerve to say something. Anything to avoid this awkward silence.

“Did you hear about that movie that’s coming out next month? The one about the shark that eats everybody.”

“Yeah, it sounds really scary. My friends and I were thinking about taking my sister to it then taking her to the beach.”

“You have a sister?” Without knowing it she had opened possibilities of conversation.

“Dawn. She is so annoying. I hate not being an only child. Everybody coddles her and who has to always be the responsible one. Me. Buffy.” Buffy scrunched up her nose as she complained about her younger sister.

“I’m an only child and it can be lonely sometimes. When my mum and me moved around a lot there wasn’t anyone to keep me company.”

Buffy rolled to lie on her side facing him. Finished with the candy she wadded up the package and put it aside. Rummaging through the rest of the stuff she grabbed some potato chips. She waited until she had eaten one in her mouth to comment.

“You’re English, right? It seemed kind of obvious but I didn’t want to be rude.”

“Yeah, we moved here a couple of years ago when my mum got married.”

He took a chip from her bag when she offered.

“Where’s your Dad?”

Spike shrugged his shoulders. He had never met his father and his mother refused to talk about it. All he knew was that they had to get married and shortly after he was born the jerk had taken off. Never to be seen again. It didn’t hurt as much as it used to when he thought about it. In the end it had all worked out.

“I don’t know.”

“Yeah, I know what you mean. After my parents got divorced a couple of years ago my dad disappeared. Last I heard he had taken off with his twenty something secretary and is living in Spain or something.”

“Nice guy. Maybe our fathers should join a jerk-of-the-month club or something.”

They both laughed at his comment then a cloud fell over Buffy’s face. She turned again to lie on her stomach resting on her bent arms. Something had happened to her mood turning her from happy to being upset about something. Spike pushed the food out of the way so he could lie next to her mimicking her position.

“What’s wrong, pet?”
Her head was bent with her hair creating a curtain around her face. There was no way he could read the expression on her face. It hurt him that she had shut herself off from him so quickly. The only thing he could do was wait for her to speak to him. It seemed an eternity before she was ready to tell him anything.

“Was this only about getting laid to you?” Her voice was barely over a whisper but it still sounded loud in the silence of the van. Spike was stunned at her question. Everything had flowed so well with them since they had met. It was almost like a predestined plan to him. Then to have it taken down to such a stark level shocked him.

“No. Buffy. No. If that was all that I cared about I could have stayed in San Francisco and played their games. It would have happened eventually. But I wanted more. I wanted you.” It was hard for him to explain to her. He wanted her to understand but she was the one who had said one night. There was no way that he could tell her he was already half in love with her.

“If someone else had come along would you have wanted to be free with them?” The words that popped out of his mouth shocked him. She had already told him that it was him. But he needed to be reassured too. If he made him look like a pouf then so be it.

Buffy shook her hair behind her shoulder so that she could look at him.

“Only you has ever made me feel this way.”

Spike felt like someone had punched him in the stomach. Without thought he leaned toward her while she came to him. Their lips met in a kiss of mutual understanding. Buffy was the one who moved to deepen the kiss. Her tongue came along to gentle tease his lips apart. Without breaking the kiss they both moved so they were facing each other again. They could taste the chocolate and salt between them. But neither cared because along with it was the sweet taste of each other.

As they began to let the ardor build between them Spike laid on his back pulling Buffy on top of him. The sheet still twisted around her. His hands began to pull on it to get it out of his way. Her hair fell around his face tickling him. Being on top of him made Buffy more aggressive. She put her hands on his face and took the lead in their kissing. Her tongue explored his mouth as she straddled him. Her hips began to move so that she was rubbing herself against him. At her first pass over him he became hard. His erection strained toward the girl only a piece of denim away. It was too much for him as he ran his hands down her bare back to capture her bottom in his hands.

Things were careening out of control as their mouths became bolder. Buffy kept moving herself against him. He kneaded her bottom helping to push her against him. The first time had been a sweet slow ride but this time was coming like a flash of lightening. He moved a hand between them to try to get his jeans undone but as he did she ground herself against his hand.

He was confused as to what she wanted or needed. But she wouldn’t move herself off him so instead he turned his hand so that he could touch her. When he did she broke their kiss to bury her face in his neck. His fingers separated her folds to find her special spot. As he slowly explored her with his hand she made almost sobbing sounds in his ear.

“Buffy? Tell me what you want.”

She was plastered against him from her head almost all the way to her pelvis. That was a couple of inches above him now as he caressed her. But she only shook her head against him. Then it was her hand between them undoing his jeans again. As he was freed from his confinement she moved toward him then pulled away to kneel next to him. She finished pulling the sheet out from between them.
Spike sat up to take his shirt off then as she watched he pulled his jeans off. Once they were both free of any hindrances they turned to each other again.

“I want you.”

That was all she said as moved toward him then pushed him gently back on the bed. Once again she straddled him coming to sit on his stomach. Even though she was acting the aggressor he could still see the doubts in her eyes. Inside he knew that if she became too unsure she would stop acting this way. He tried to figure out a way to make her relax so she would be comfortable enough to follow through.

He moved to put his arms behind his head on the bed to show that he was submissive to whatever she wanted to do. Then he pushed his hips off the bed to prod her to move. He watched as the fear crossed her eyes as she realized what she was doing. But as she watched him become compliant she again started to take control.

There was another kiss to start off with but it was quickly left behind as she moved to kiss his neck. But as she began to suckle on him he realized that she may be a novice at the actual sex part but this she knew. There wasn’t any hesitation in her assault on his flesh. Then her hands began to move over his sides and once there moved over to his chest. Her mouth came back to kiss him again as her fingers found his nipples.

“Do you like this?” She asked as she gently rubbed them with her thumbs. He nodded his head as he looked up into her face. After giving him a smile she once again bent to kiss his neck. Spike was beginning to lose control as she continued to touch him. But as her kisses began to move down his chest he could feel the hesitation in her touch again. She had moved into new territory again and wasn't sure what to do.

"Don't stop." Spike told her as he began to be lost in her again. Her hair flowed against his skin as she kissed her way down his chest. There was just too much going on for him to be able to absorb it all. There didn't seem to be enough oxygen for him to breathe. Enough light for him to see. Then as she scooted down his body some her tongue flicked across his nipple causing him to arch up into her mouth. He gasped as he brought a hand down to clasp the back of her head.

She mumbled something against him.

"Yes, oh God, yes."

Spike wasn't sure what she had asked but he didn't want to take the time to find out. Anything to keep her from being distracted. She had changed positions so that she was holding her weight on her knees. If he moved just right he could be inside of her tight warmth in one stroke. But as his hand moved down she grabbed hold of it to stop its journey.

"No."

She looked briefly up at him before nipping at his stomach. His hand dropped helplessly against the sheet. At this point he thought he could fly if she asked him too. He would promise her the world and anything in it just to have her keep doing what she was doing. All those years of masturbating hadn't prepared him for these feelings. How powerful this act could be. Or how beautiful it was.

Her hands curled around his torso to his back as she continued to explore his stomach with her mouth. Not wanting to miss anything of what she was doing he grabbed the second pillow to prop himself on. So he could watch everything Buffy did as she moved against him. As her tongue flicked into his belly button her hands had moved down to squeeze his ass.
His body coiled in suspense as he waited to see what she would do now. His mind was silently begging that she continue her explorations of him. Then everything in his world exploded as her tongue flicked against the bottom of his cock. She pulled back to look at him. Her eyes met his with a questioning look. This was something else that she had never done before. But she wanted to give to him but was unsure of what to do.

"It's okay. I've never had anyone do it before so I don't think you can do anything wrong." He tried to reassure her with his words and a small smile. As she looked at him then down at the object of her fears he added, "But it's okay if you don't want to."

Somehow knowing that it was okay if she didn't do this gave her the freedom to try. Buffy leaned over him again taking him into her hand. Then she slipped her mouth over the tip running her tongue around it. At this point he couldn't figure out if this felt better than being inside her. With this there was so much going on. Her hand was still wrapped around the base of him while the wet heat of her mouth and tongue teased the top.

Everything in his body wanted to thrust up but he forced himself to lie still under her. His hand came down to twist a lock of her hair around his finger. The alphabet started to play in his head as he tried to keep himself restrained. The last thing he wanted was for Buffy to feel out of control of the situation. She needed the time to become comfortable in what she was doing before he lost it.

Her hand moved from his cock to cup his scrotum in her hand. As she gave it a gentle squeeze he began to say the alphabet out loud. It was just a muttering sound under his breath, as she seemed to swallow him whole. But whatever control he was holding onto was lost as she began to move her mouth up and down his length as a fingernail flicked him on the skin between the two. This time he did thrust up into her mouth just as his hand wrapped in her hair at the back of her head. Buffy pulled back from him as he thrust up. Smiling she moved up over his body again as he eyes followed her. His hand was still in her hair.

"I thought you said had never done that before." He was in awe of what she had done to him and what he still wanted her to do.

"I haven't. My friends talk a lot and I listened."

She was on her hands and knees above him looking down into his eyes. His hand had come up to caress one of the breasts that were right above him. He idly cupped one in his hand then allowed his fingers to roll the nipple. Their gazes became locked as he played with her. As her nerve endings screamed out for more she swallowed back a groan. His free hand moved around to her back to pull her down toward him. To bring her closer to him so that he could suckle on the one his hand wasn’t already engaged with.

Buffy reached for him as she started to lower herself. But wanting to give her what she had given him he moved her hand aside. With one hand on him and one hand on her hip he helped her lower himself down onto him. As she took him in she moved up to a more sitting position. Her hands rested on his stomach for support.

There was shyness in her eyes as she looked down at him. Her body over him fully exposed in the light that came through the back window. But as he looked at her with adoration in his eyes she began to rise and then to come back down. It didn’t take her long to find a rhythm that she was comfortable with as he gave her silent encouragement.

His hands moved along her thighs and hips as she took control of their pleasure. Nothing else mattered except what she was doing to him. A grateful prayer came from his heart that she had come along for him. It made him happy that Drusilla and Darla hadn' t kept their idle promises to him. For this to be his first time would be a beautiful memory that would always bring a smile to his face. If the other two had taken his virginity he knew that it would have been a bumbling embarrassment of an experience. Something that he would have cringed from every time that he thought of it.

Spike looked up at the girl that was riding him and gave her the last of his heart. But somewhere he knew that it had been hers from the start. And long after this was over she would still have it. As she began to change her pace trying to find something that was missing he moved his hand back up her thigh. As he moved it between them she moved back putting her hands on this thighs for balance.

A moan came from deep within her as his fingers moved to separate her. To begin to add to her enjoyment he slowly with circular motions teased her clit. He watched in amazement as her face began to flush and her breathing picked up speed. The changes going on with her as she moved toward her fulfillment gave him satisfaction in itself. His own level of need increased with hers until he was grounding up into her heat as she fought to keep him down. This time he wanted her with him when he came.

"Come on, love, let it go."

As he begged for her to come her eyes flew open wide to meet his. She began to ground back against him. Against his hand. Her need to give him what he wanted was her driving force.

"Spike…don't…. Right there."

Then with a small scream she lost control as he hurried his ministrations. A few thrusts later he found his own release. He pulled her down toward him to cradle her against him. His hand lightly stroked her back while she stretched her legs out alongside his. As their breathing began to return to normal she giggled against him.

"What's up?"

She rose up to look down at him with a big grin on her face.

"We don’t do too bad for a couple of beginners, do we?"

He returned her smile as he rose up to kiss her on the nose.

"Nope, we sure don't."

Chapter 6 - Goodbye to Love

I put her out in a town that was so small
You could a rock from end to end
A dirt road Main Street
She walked off in bare feet
It’s a shame I won’t be passin’ through again

They lay in each other’s arms for awhile just enjoying being together. Enjoying the feel of the other against them. His hands idly caressed her back or played with her hair. The outside world began to intrude on them as the spell around them began to ebb. Cars arriving and leaving the rest stop sounded outside the van. They could hear people talking and laughing. Children crying.

With a sigh Buffy moved to sit up hating to leave the circle of his arms.

“I have to go to the bathroom.” She explained before he had the chance to ask. He nodded in agreement having fought the urge for a while now. He sat up and they began to sort clothes out and put them on. She reached into her purse to grab her brush. Her tousled hair once again became a smooth mane. Then she reached into her overnight bad and grabbed toothpaste and her toothbrush.

Spike laughed thinking it would probably be a good idea. He grabbed his and moved to scoot toward the door. Once outside he turned to help her down from the van. They continued to hold hands as they made way toward the restrooms. They kissed quickly before disappearing to tend to their needs.

Buffy wasn’t in sight when he came out. He trotted out to the van to grab his cigarettes then made his way back up to wait for her. After he lit one he noticed a Highway Patrol car pull into a space in front of him. The officer stepped out and turned to look at his van. Spike felt himself begin to tense up as he turned from the van to him. Taking a deep drag of nicotine to calm his nerves he waited to find out what was going to happen. The officer walked toward him then stopped in front of him.

“That your van, son?” He asked him as he looked him over.

“Yes, sir. Is something wrong?” Spike told himself to be polite. To answer the questions that he was asked.

“It was parked there when I came through almost four hours ago. Anything wrong?”

“No. My girl and I stopped to rest for a while.” Spike could almost feel the blush rising in his cheeks. Not only for the lie he had told but for the remembering what they had actually been doing.

“That her?” The officer nodded somewhere over Spike’s shoulder.

Spike turned to look to see Buffy walking their way.

“Yeah.”

“Pretty little thing, isn’t she.”

The anger and jealousy hit him so hard he felt almost out of control as the guy looked at her. But he didn’t look long and turned back to Spike.
“Look, I was your age once so I’m not going to give you any trouble if the two of you leave now. Okay?”

“Yes, sir. Thank you.”

Spike knew he sounded like a fawning dope as he answered the officer. But he didn’t want any trouble for either of them. He shook the guys hand before he walked back to his car and drove away.

“Everything okay?” Buffy came up to him and slipped an arm around his waist. Spike pulled her close as he put a kiss on the top of her head.

“Yeah. It’s fine. We just need to get out of here.”

But that had been the plan anyway. They had both known it when they had crawled out of the van that it was almost over. Their time together was dwindling down. Spike turned to pull her close to him. She returned the hug as they stood there hoping that time would freeze in this moment forever.

Eventually they got back to the van putting their things away in the back before they moved to the front. Buffy had grabbed the sheet and a pillow from the back to settle into the seat.

“You can sleep in the back if you want.” Spike told her not wanting her to be uncomfortable. But she shook her head.

“I want to be with you for as long as we can. How long until we get to Sunnydale?”

“It will probably be about two hours.” Her hand reached over to take his. “It doesn’t have to end.”

Spike kept his eye on the road as he threw his heart out to her. He held his breath as he waited for her reply. And as the silence grew longer he knew his chances were getting slimmer by the second.

“Spike, it would be impossible. We live in two different cities. We’re two different people.” The last part she said so softly as if she was speaking to herself. It was excuses. She was afraid to take a chance.

“You’re going to take him back. Aren’t you?” He turned to her angrily and the guilty look on her face gave him the answer.

“You don’t understand. We’ve been together for two years.” She tried to defend herself to him but even to her own ears it sounded weak.

“Buffy, if you don’t want to be with me it’s one thing but to go back to someone who doesn’t deserve you and who treats you like shit is stupid.”

“A few minutes ago I was special but now I’m stupid. Thanks.” She turned toward the window taking back her hand.

Spike threw his head back for a moment as the frustration flooded his body. It was her life and she had to choose. They had agreed to be friends. Independent of one another. It wasn’t his right to interfere. Except for the fact he was head over heels in love with her.

“It’s not that you’re in love with him. It’s because you think it’s what you should do. You’re afraid to stand up for what you want. For who you are. Afraid of what your friends will say.”

She laughed at his words trying to show him that he had no idea of what he was talking about. But he did. His words were so accurate that it was scary. She was afraid of what they would say. Riley was who she was supposed to be with. The perfect nice guy. Except that he hadn’t treated her in two years as well as Spike had in the past few hours. But what would everybody say if she brought somebody like him home.

“No, I’m not. Like I said you don’t understand.”

He didn’t want to hurt her. To have their last few moments together be ugly. But he was fighting for his life here.

“No, I don’t understand anything do I? You’ll go home and Riley will come home. You’ll forgive him. The two of you will go to college together then have a big June wedding after graduation. With all your friends and family there. You’ll have a couple of kids and stay home with them while he continues to cheat. But, hey, you did what you were supposed to do. And you have a memory of a night when you had a guy who would never treat you bad to fill your lonely life.”

She didn’t respond to his rant as she stared out the window. The miles began to slip away as they remained in their silence. Each lost in their own thoughts. Somewhere along the way though she reached for his hand again as he continued to hope that she would change her mind.

“I’m sorry, Spike. I never meant to hurt you.” She sighed as she turned in her seat to look at him. “Believe me when I say that.”

He glanced at her quickly to see if she was toying with him. Her eyes were wide in her face as she looked at him. She looked sad and torn. He sighed as he realized it was tearing her up inside. No matter what he did he wouldn’t change her mind. It was over.

“It was my own fault. You said you only wanted one night.” He blinked back the wetness in his eyes as he turned back to the road.

Buffy brought his hand to her lips so she could lay a kiss on it. He smiled as she rubbed it against her face. The reminder of the ride to Sunnydale was made in a comfortable silence. They were both tired, emotionally and physically after the long day. When they pulled off the exit to her hometown she began to give him directions to her house. He drove slowly as he followed her directions. Trying to draw out what little time they had left. When they turned down a road and she pointed out her house his heart began to break. He stopped the van where she indicated. She crawled in the back and got her stuff together then laid it on the front seat.

Finally she turned to him crouching down next to him. Her hands cupped his face as she made him look at her.

“I’ll never forget you or what happened. You are really special. And you showed me things that I didn’t know existed.”

Buffy rose up to kiss him goodbye. But Spike didn’t want her tender little kiss he wanted to show her how much she would be missing. As he reached around her waist he also reached down to move the seat back. Buffy ended up in his lap as he devoured her mouth pouring all the love he felt into the kiss. But it didn’t work. She pulled away from him to crawl out of the van. Turning she grabbed her suitcase and purse.

“Bye, Spike.”

Then she walked away. Up the walk to her house. He waited until she had closed the door behind her before he pulled into a neighbor’s drive to turn around. At the stop sign on the corner he stopped long enough to light a cigarette. His hands trembled as he held the lighter up. As soon as he was out of sight of her house he was going to pull over so he could bawl his eyes out. The pain in his chest was overwhelming. The burning in his eyes nearly blinded him. He slowly pulled out into the intersection and was halfway through when he heard something.

“Spiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiike. Stop. Spike.”

He slammed on the brakes nearly causing a car to hit him but he didn’t care. He looked back in the direction he had come to see her running his way. Her feet were bare as she pounded down the middle of the road toward him. As another car honked at him he quickly drove the van to the side and stopped. As soon as he got out she was there. Flying at him. Her arms wrapped around his neck. Then with a small jump her legs went around his waist. To help hold her up he turned them so her back was against the side of the van.

Buffy began to kiss him all over his face as he laughed at her gestures. But until she told him exactly what she was doing he wasn’t letting his guard down again.

“What’s going on, pet?”

Then she kissed his lips. Her tongue moved into his mouth with a possessing manner. They didn’t separate until they needed to take in air. He looked up into her face as they broke apart.

“You said you were going to be in San Francisco for the summer. So, you don’t have any other plans, do you? Stay with me.”

As she saw hesitation in his eyes she continued to say anything to keep him with her. But the hesitation wasn’t about her it was about practical matters. Like a place to stay. But it was as if she was reading his mind.

“Look, I know Sunnydale is small but we can find something to do.” Her hips moved toward him when she said this making him want her again. “And my friend Xander has his own pad. If I ask he’ll let you crash for a while. Then my mom is going away with my sister next month. Then you can stay with me. We’ll figure it out as we go.”

Then she became silent for a moment. She ran a hand through his hair as she leaned forward to kiss him softly.

“I don’t know what is going to happen but I want to try. I don’t want to let you go.” She told him as a tear fell down her cheek. “Please stay.”

Spike couldn’t believe this was happening to him. This girl wanted him. She wanted him enough to go against everything she was to take a chance on him. Then he started to cry along with her.

“Yeah, I’ll stay, love.”

He knew this was where he belonged as they began to kiss again.

And as it turned out it was the best summer of his life.