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Title: The Stable Series
Author: Cin DianaGodessa@yahoo.com
Summary: Spike is a stable hand at the Summers Thoroughbred
Stables. Buffy is the debutant daughter
of one of wea wealthiest race horse breeders.Buffy just moaned in pleasure not answering any of his
questions. She never truly thought of it
that way. To her their moments were
something special, hers and no one else’s.
They were moments where she could be who she was and not what her father
wanted her to be. She was just Buffy
with Spike. He was her secret. A secret she feared that if it was shared it
would be taken away from her.
Buffy’s silence only fueled his anger. She was ashamed of him, of who he was. He was sure of it. He was beneath her and they both knew
it. He refused to let her know how much
it hurt him though. He brought his hand
between their bodies seeking out her bundle of nerves. He flicked her clit with his thumb a few
times before rubbing it back and forth making her legs clamp around his waist.
“Oh shit, Spike… don’t stop… please don’t stop!”
“That’s right.... gonna make you come…”
Spike lowered his face to her breast sucking her nipple
between his lips and grazing it with his teeth.
His tongue lavished attention on her nipples untill she was writhing in
ecstasy beneath him. He heard her sharp
intake of breath as her walls fluttered and gripped his dick as she reached her
climax. Her hands clutched at his
shoulders causing her nails to bite into his flesh. He pinched her clit for extra measure making
her scream out in surprise.
Spike quickly covered her lips with his own swallowing her
cries as he finally gave in filling her with his milky come. His hips pounded into her as she opened her
mouth to him, tasting his tongue with hers. Still joined together, Spike ran his fingers
through her soft hair holding her to him as they kissed. Buffy sighed as their lips parted smiling up
at him.
“That was like… whoa,” she let out a little giggle, “Think
anyone heard us?”
Spike rolled off of her lying on his back panting. He didn’t have much to say. Sex with Buffy was always amazing. It would always be amazing. was was his match. Unfortunately, to him, he was not hers. All of his self doubts rose to the surface as
she lay in her bed still within arms reach, but she didn’t touch him.
Buffy looked over at Spike and smiled. Looking past him to her alarm clock on the
night stand she saw what time it was.
Climbing out of the bed, she swore to herself, as she went to her closet
pulling out clothes.
“Where you off to, pet?
What? No cuddle?”
‘Couldn’t wait to get away fromI seI see,’ he thought.
“I completely forgot.
I have to meet up with Riley in like an hour,” she said as she went to
her bathroom to start the shower.
Any post orgasmic bliss was shattered at the mention of some
guy’s name. After fucking him she was
eager to run off on some date. Spike got
off the bed trying to hide the hurt look on his face as he went about finding
his jeans. His clothes were scattered
all over her room from their earlier excitement. By the time he was slipping on his boots she
had quickly showered walking out with just a towel wrapped around her.
Spike pushed himself off her bed trying is best to be
aloof. If this was just a fuck to her
then it will be just a fuck to him. What
he felt for her was now gone. Dead and
buried. He had been burnt enough times
to know how to let things go. First
Cicely, then Dru, and now Buffy.
‘I sure know how to pick them don’t I,’ he mentally chided
himself.
“Right then… Enjoy your date. I have manure to shovel,” he nodded his head
slightly in a good bye.
“What?” She turned
looking at him confused.
He made it all the way to hoor.oor. He took his time unlocking it hoping she’d
say something… anything.
“Spike wait,” she came up behind him still wearing just her
towel, “Don’t act like this. He’s jumy dmy dad’s friend’s son.”
Spike stood staring at the door. That was not what he wanted to hear. She had a date with some rich bloke who would
probably never appreciate her for who she truly was. He was someone who would probably never know
that she secretly ate ice cream every day even though her father had her on a
diet or that she loved her horses more than she did people. He was most likely some cardboard cut out of
an Ivy leaguer, everything was handed to me on a silver platter, military hair
cut pansy boy that could never make her come like he could. With that one statement she had burned him
worse than any other woman in his life.
“Thanks for the fuck.
Have a nice night out, Buffy.”
He spat her name out in such a way that she took a step back
in shock. She watched him unlock the
door and leave without another word. She
was in shock. She didn’t understand
what she did wrong.
Spike boldly went down the main stair case. His boots echoed off the marble of the
floor. He wanted to be heard. He wanted them to see him leaving. As he made his way across the foyer he pulled
his lone cigarette from his pocket, brought it to his lips, and lit it with his
Zippo. As he crossed the threshold of
the front door he muttered to himself.
“Screw the bint. I’ll
smoke if I damn well please…”
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