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After kicking Riley to the curb and her day
at the spa, Buffy felt decidedly refreshed. Furthermore, she decided she should
celebrate her newfound freedom by further running up Riley�s credit card bill
by purchasing an outfit he never would�ve allowed her to wear out in public.
And then, of course, wear said new outfit in
public. Because, after all, what use were a black leather miniskirt, knee-high
black leather stiletto boots, and a tiny red halter top if you didn�t wear
them?
She went back to the same club, telling
herself she wasn�t looking for him.
After all, he�d thrown her out and made it pretty clear he had no intentions of
seeing her again. So she was over that. One night had been good, but she didn�t
want to do it again, not after he�d been so cold to her once he�d finished. She
wasn�t looking for anyone tonight at all, just enjoying a drink to celebrate
the end of a dull, loveless marriage.
She was certainly not scanning the crowd for
platinum hair.
All the illusions concerning her presence in
the club that she�d tried to feed herself crumbled the moment she felt him
behind her, felt his hand push her hair over her shoulder, revealing the mark
he�d left on her neck the night before. His long finger trailed over it, and
Buffy shivered.
He leaned in, his mouth against her ear so
she could hear him over the din of the crowded club. �All I could think about
today was how much I wished I�d kept you in my bed.�
Buffy gasped and trembled, glad she was
sitting on the bar stool with the way her legs were shaking. A dark thought had
entered her head a few times, trying to ruin her day, telling her perhaps he�d
thrown her out because he hadn�t enjoyed her the way she�d enjoyed him. Perhaps
she had been too long out of practice for her to have anything to bring to the
bed of a man like this. Could it have been possible that the earth-shattering
nature of their coupling had been one-sided?
Apparently not.
He ran his hand down her side, pausing to
linger at her breast. �Did you wear this outfit for me, kitten?�
Any chance she had at denying it had long
since gone out the window, and Buffy nodded, the gesture followed by a gasp as
his hand came back up to tweak her nipple through the thin fabric of her
halter.
�I love it. Though I�m
really going to love taking it off you.�
Buffy looked up at him,
the raw hunger in his eyes enough to make her tremble. She wasn�t sure how she made her mouth work, but
somehow, her lips were moving and sound was coming out. �Let�s get out of
here.�
He smiled at her eagerness and took her
hand, helping her off the stool then allowing her to use him to maintain her
balance. She�d only had half of a drink before he�d found her, and yet she felt
drunk now. Drunk on him�
He led her out of the club and onto the
street, noticing the way she shivered in the cool night air. Immediately, he
shrugged off his long, leather duster and slipped it around her shoulders. She
looked up, her eyes wide, full of surprise that he�d
be the chivalrous type.
Shrugging at the look, he said, �Well, you
came out half naked on my account. It�s the least I could do.�
She looked surprised for a moment before she
laughed, the sweet sound of it making it impossible for him to not smile. He
ducked his head, an almost boyish expression on his face, one Buffy was
surprised he was capable of.
Somehow, it made her even more attracted to
him.
�I�m Buffy, by the way. I mean, I know this
isn�t the sort of thing where you usually give a name, but�� She paused, pulled
the coat tighter around her. �I�m Buffy.�
�That�s a right silly name.� She looked at
him, shocked, and possibly a little hurt, before he smirked and she knew he was
teasing her. �I�m Spike.�
She smirked back at him. �And you just
called my name silly.�
�Oi
now! It�s a hell of a lot less
ridiculous than Buffy.� He moved so
he was standing in front of her, pressing against her. ��Sides, you know it�s fitting.�
At just like that, she was back to desperate for him. �I thought we were going
somewhere,� she said, looking at him through hooded lashes.
Without another word, he was moving again,
his hand in hers as he brought her along with him.
He brought her back to the same place he had
the night before, his mouth on hers the moment the doors to the elevator
clanged shut. She jumped up, wrapping her booted feet around his hips, the
duster sliding from her shoulders and hitting the ground. Spike growled into
her mouth, one hand sliding forward to find she hadn�t bothered to add
underwear to that little ensemble of hers.
The bed was too far away. He unhooked his
belt and popped open the buttons of his jeans in record time, pulling her down
hard as he thrust up.
Buffy screamed from the sudden invasion,
though that didn�t stop her from immediately beginning to move on him, a few
minutes of touching him already having her wet, drenching his cock.
The elevator opened, and Spike carried her
into the bedroom, tumbling with her onto the silk sheets of his bed. His rhythm
didn�t falter, his cock still pounding into her to the beat of his harsh pants
against his ear.
It was different this time than it had been before.
There was no practice seduction to the coupling this time.
He took her with a raw need, as if he was desperate to be inside of her.
She was grateful for her decision to tell
him her name when she heard him chanting it over and over again in her ear.
Even if this time really was the last time, knowing she would never be some
nameless, faceless woman to him was something she could take to heart.
He shifted above her, changed the angle of
his hips and slid in deeper. He was in her all the way now, their bodies flush,
and Buffy called out his name, her entire form shaking as she dangled on the
edge of a colossal orgasm.
She knew what would push her over, even if
her mind couldn�t seem to put a name to it. She remembered what had given her
the most pleasure the night before, knew what had sent her spiraling into
places she�d never been before.
She raised her hand, grabbed the back of his
head, and pushed him down to her neck. He made a noise that sounded
suspiciously like a snarl against her skin, but then she was coming, exploding
around him even as her internal muscles held him in deep, and all she could
hear was the blood rushing in her ears.
Panting, Buffy came back down, not knowing
how long she�d been out of it. She noted he was still hard inside of her, a
fact that she found oddly disappointing. While the thought of this not being
over was a definite good one, she�d wanted him to follow her over, wanted the
pleasure she�d felt to be too great to be confined to one body alone.
�You didn�t come,� she said. Her voice was
hoarse, making her realize she must�ve been screaming.
He nuzzled her neck and kissed her beneath
her earlobe. �Yeah, I did.�
�But you�re�� She squeezed her internal
muscles around the still-solid cock inside of her.
He looked up, a cocky yet charming grin on
his face. �Yeah, I know. I�ve got great stamina. I can do this for hours. Hell,
days, if I�m so inclined.�
Buffy�s eyes widened, something telling her
he was not exaggerating. �Days?
What�s in your diet? Radioactive Wheaties?�
He threw his head back and laughed, as if
she were making a joke she didn�t quite get herself. �Something like that,
kitten. You wanna drive for a bit?�
�Huh?� she asked, her nose wrinkled. Why was
he talking about driving? She wanted
to stay in bed�
He tried to suppress his grin at her
confusion, though he didn�t entirely succeed. There was something about this woman he found so utterly charming�
�I was asking you if you want to be on top, pet.�
Buffy blushed slightly at her own misunderstanding.
�Oh. Um, okay��
Spike pulled himself up on one elbow and
used his other hand to brush her hair away from her face. �You don�t have to if
you don�t want to, sweetheart.�
�No, I do, it�s just�� She blushed more.
�It�s been a while since I�ve done that. I�� She looked down, wondering why she
was revealing this much, but feeling like she needed to say it anyway. �I�m
just coming out of a less-than-passionate marriage. Sex for me for the past few
years was basically consisted on my too-bulky husband rolling on top of me,
grunting, and then rolling back over to pass out.�
For several moments he said nothing, only
stared, and Buffy braced herself for getting kicked out again, thinking she�d
said too much. Instead, however, he finally shook his head, letting out a sound
of disbelief. �How could anyone have a glorious creature like you in his bed
and not enjoy every second of it?�
Never in her life had she been complimented
with such sincerity. He didn�t speak to charm her; he spoke as if the words
were simply fact.
�I don�t think he thought I was so
�glorious,�� Buffy replied. �I found out a couple days ago he was sneaking
around with prostitutes. That�s�that�s why I came out. I was looking for a bit
of revenge before I threw him out on his ass.�
�His loss is my gain then.� Spike turned her
face so she was looking at him again and kissed her on the forehead. The act
was surprisingly tender, and she wondered how long it had been since someone
had touched her like that.
�You don�t have to worry about be looking
down on you for anything you do in bed, sweet,� Spike told her. �You want to
take it slow, get used to being the one leading for a change, then I can be
patient. I�m not going to throw you out again. We�ve got all night.�
Trepidation gave way to desire, and Buffy
nodded. �Okay.�
Spike sat up then tugged Buffy by her arms
to bring her into a sitting position, too. He ran a hand down her hair, then cupped her cheek. �As much as I love this get-up of
yours, I want to see you naked. Ever since the first time, all I could think about
was your golden skin.�
Buffy had never really considered herself to
be much of a swooner. But when he said things like
that with his unbelievably sexy
voice, what was a girl to do?
Spike watched her eyes glass over and
smirked. Taking that as more than enough permission to strip her down, he
reached behind her and unfastened the ties of her halter top, letting it fall
forward to the bed between them before sweeping it onto the floor. She�d worn
no bra either, and her firm breasts were exposed now, the combination of the
night air and her aroused state making the nipples tighten into hardened peaks.
Unable to resist the temptation, Spike leaned in, sucking her right breast into
his mouth as his hand came up to massage the other.
Within moments she was writhing against him,
and Spike smiled around the peak as his free hand slipped under her skirt,
finding her wet center. He pushed two fingers inside of her, then
began thrusting in time with the pulls of his mouth. Buffy moaned,
her head going back as she pushed against him, clearly enjoying what he was
doing to her.
Until suddenly, she pushed
him away. Spike looked up in
confusion, but she met his eyes and smiled slowly, seductively.
�You said I could drive.�
He pulled back from her, held his hands up
in submission. After all, who was he to argue with her?
Her smile grew and her green eyes flickered
with dark promise. Her sensual side had been buried for so long that now it was
roaring back to the surface with a vengeance.
She started with his boots, suffering a
moment of frustration as she fought with all the laces before they were both
off. She took a moment to note he had very nice feet, which she shouldn�t have
been surprised about, only she�d wondered if perhaps since every other part of
him was so perfect, they would be the exception.
They weren�t.
From there, she moved to his jeans, tugging
them down harshly in an attempt to see his legs. She knew he�d been completely
naked their first time, but her memories of that night were hazy and she wanted
a refresher.
Again, she found nothing short of
perfection.
She crawled up his body, her
freshly-manicured nails scraping his flesh as she made her way to his chest.
Buffy sat up then, straddling his thighs as she grabbed the edge of his t-shirt
and pulled the last of his clothes over his head, her eyes twinkling in delight
at the sight of him completely bare before her.
He smirked at her expression. �You look like
a kid on Christmas morning who just found out she got a pony,� he teased.
She grinned, her eyes still sparkling.
�Better than a pony, though I think I can ride you.�
He chuckled, mirth and sexual promise in the
sound. �Oh yeah. Any way you want to, kitten.�
Buffy�s reply was to lean in and nip at his
chest, her teeth scraping against his flat, male nipple. He groaned low in his
throat and grasped her hips. �Fuck, do that again.
Harder.�
While his response surprised her � she�d
never given a lot of thought to nipples being much of an erogenous zone for men
� it delighted her as well. She wanted to make him make that sound again. She
closed her teeth around his nipple again, shaking her head gently as she did.
There was the sound again, louder this time.
�Yeah, baby. That�s it. Make it hurt.�
She knew this was relatively tame
considering the things she was well aware were out there, despite the fact
she�d never done them; however, this was the closest she�d really ever come to
something that could be called �kinky.� Riley certainly wasn�t into pain with
his pleasure � or at least not when it came to her. From her, all he wanted was
soft, gentle touches and sweet whispers.
It shocked her to find how much better she
liked this.
As she moved her head to clamp her teeth
around the other nipple, she wondered idly if perhaps it were a product of the
outfit. While he�d gotten around to removing her top, her leather miniskirt was
still scrunched up around her hips and her legs were encased from the knee down
in her black stiletto boots. Was that what was making her inner-dominatrix
suddenly break free?
Or maybe it was just that she felt
completely relaxed and at ease with this man. More so than
she had after seven years in the bed or Riley Finn.
What did it mean that she felt more
comfortable with a stranger than she ever had with her husband?
She didn�t dwell on that for long. Why would
she want to think about him when she
had a gorgeous, sexy man desperate for her touch? Spike was leaning back,
bracing himself on his hands, his hard cock brushing against her taut stomach
as she continued to bite and suck at his chest.
God, that cock� It
was calling to her, tapping a wet rhythm against her skin, begging for
attention. And adding itself to the list of surprises for her that night was
her sudden need to give it a certain kind of attention.
She�d given blowjobs in the past, but she�d
never really �wanted to give them.
She hadn�t been adverse to them exactly, but it wasn�t something she was going
to do without being asked. And even then, the thought of it didn�t make her
mouth water.
Not like it was now.
She was desperate to taste Spike, to roll
him around on her tongue, memorize his flavor. She remembered how he�d been
when he�d eaten her out the night before, and she wanted to do the same for
him, wanted to relish him the way he so obviously had her.
Maybe that was what put her so at ease with
him � his generosity. He seemed to be enjoying her so much that she saw no
reason to be timid, to hold back with the fear she might do something wrong.
Buffy slid down so she was eyelevel with his
crotch and took his cock in one hand and his balls in the other, getting a feel
for them. She realized she hadn�t touched him there yet, and it surprised her
how different he felt from Riley. She couldn�t seem to fit her hand completely
around the base of it, and his balls were heavier than she would�ve thought,
especially given the fact he claimed to have already come once that night.
He looked down at her, panting as he watched
her examine his bits. �Please tell me you�re about to suck that.�
His question made her laugh out loud and he
smiled, adoring the sound of her so happy, carefree. She was an enchanting little nymph, this one� �Do you want me to
suck it?� she asked, trying to look wide-eyed and innocent, though the effect
was hard to achieve in her current position.
�Well, seeing as I have one in the first
place, I think the answer to that is a pretty obvious �yeah.��
Buffy smiled, then
leaned down again, tilting her head to the side as she tried to figure out the
best way to go about this. She wanted him in her mouth, really she did, but it
was literally a lot to swallow.
She started slightly when his hand came up
to stroke her hair. �It�s all right, baby. Just take it slow. I�m not expecting
someone as tiny as you to deepthroat me, kitten, so
just do what you can. Even a lick from your precious mouth will be like heaven,
I�m sure.�
If he was simply sweet-talking her to get
himself a blowjob, then he was doing a damn good job, Buffy mused. She took the
head into her mouth and swirled her tongue around it, finding with surprised
delight that she liked the taste of him. The salty flavor of his skin and cum
was better than she would�ve thought given her past experience, and she slid
down further, happy to take more of him in her mouth.
Soon, she found her rhythm and lost herself
in the taste and feel of him. His moans and pleas for more swirled around her,
fueling her desire and spurring her on. The hand she�d placed on his balls had
stilled when she�d taken him into her mouth, but she soon started to move it,
massaging his heavy sac. Then, remembering how he�d reacted to her teeth on his
nipple, she squeezed, her blood red nails digging into his sensitive flesh.
His hips pushed him, a loud shout coming
from him as he inadvertently slid himself further into her mouth. Her eyes widened
in surprise and she gagged for a moment before she grew accustomed to it and
resumed her previous actions.
She felt his balls start to tighten in her
hand and knew what was coming. Though a part of her wondered what it would be
like to feel him releasing inside her mouth, she didn�t think she was ready for
it quite yet. Instead, she pulled back up, giving his cock a sweet good-bye
kiss at the tip.
Spike panted, but didn�t complain about the
loss of her mouth, seeming to understand why she stopped. Buffy was glad he
didn�t press the issue, his willingness to let her do things at her pace making
her all the more glad she�d decided to give into her urge to taste him.
Although now she was dripping wet, noting
that she�d actually managed to create a spot on the sheets on her own. She
could hardly believe how hot the act of pleasuring him had made her. He was
panting, his cock straining for attention, and she wasn�t much better off.
It was time to get down to business. Her
pussy was clenching at the thought of having him inside again, as if he hadn�t been not too long before.
She straddled his hips, her leather-covered
legs wrapping tightly around him. Spike growled deeply, the sound rumbling in
his chest as he grabbed her hips and positioned her over his erection. She let
him move her down, hissed with pleasure when she felt him sliding inside of
her, making his way into her wide-open body.
He pushed down on her hips and she wriggled
until he was in to the hilt again. The connection was intense, nerve endings
raw from what they�d already done that night. Buffy fell
forward, her head landing at the crook of his neck as she panted heavily,
adjusting to the feeling of being so full.
Spike�s hands ran up her back, caressing her
sweat-dampened flesh. �You fit me like a glove, kitten,� he murmured against
the crown of her hair, his words followed by a shiver up her spine. �Never met a woman who fits me like you do.�
In a situation like this, his words should
be hollow. But they didn�t sound hollow. They sounded right.
Was it possible she�d truly stumbled on
something amazing in the midst of her plan for revenge? Maybe fate had finally
taken pity on her and sent her someone wonderful.
She looked up at him again, the wealth of
what she saw reflected in his eyes making her gasp. �What is this, Spike?� she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
�I don�t know,� he admitted with a shake of
his head. �I felt it last night, too. That�s�that�s why I tossed you out. It
scared me. I�ve never felt this way before, didn�t know I could feel this way, and I don�t even know you. Doesn�t feel like
it should be happening at all, and you� You were just
supposed to be�� He trailed off, unable to finish his sentence.
�I didn�t expect it either. And I certainly
wasn�t looking for it,� Buffy replied. �I felt something last night, too, but I
thought� I thought maybe it was just because I�d never really had great sex
before, so I was confusing things�� She blushed a deep
red, something Spike found utterly adorable considering the fact he was buried
balls-deep in her hot, tight quim.
�It�s not just a product of great sex,
kitten,� Spike said. �Although I�d classify this as at least bloody fantastic sex.� At
her chuckle, he kissed the tip of her nose, then
continued. �I�ve had lots of sex, and usually, it�s pretty damn good. But I�ve
never felt this. Not once.�
�So what is it then?� Buffy asked.
He shook his head. �I don�t know.�
�It scares me a little.�
�Terrifies the hell out of
me.� She laughed, almost
nervously, and he echoed the sound. �I thought� Well, I thought when I came
looking for you tonight that maybe I could just get you out my system. Bang
your little knickers off, and then be done with it. But�� He paused to thrust,
making her gasp. �I�m inside you right now and it�s only making me want you
more than ever.�
She looked at him through hooded eyelids, a
wicked grin on her face that had him panting again. �Maybe that�s �cause I
didn�t have any �knickers� to bang off.�
He mirrored her grin back at her. �Didn�t hurt, luv.�
�So where do we go from here then?�
He arched a scarred eyebrow. �Well, right
now I think you better start moving before you get knocked out of the driver�s
seat.�
Buffy didn�t back down from his challenge.
Instead, she met his eyes, grabbed his shoulders for leverage, and began to
move.
It had been a while since she�d done this,
but from the sounds Spike was making, Buffy figured she must�ve not forgotten
what to do. His hands reached under her skirt to grab hold of her bottom,
squeezing the cheeks with just the right amount of roughness to make her moan.
She in turn moved closer to him, her chest mashed against his as she wrapped
her arms around him completely, her hands alternating between caressing his
back and leaving red scratches against his pale skin.
She didn�t know what possessed her to do it.
Maybe it was the way he�d reacted to her biting at his chest. Maybe it was the
fact that he seemed to be fascinated doing it to her. Either way, she was drawn
to the pale column of his neck, his skin glinting in the low light of the room.
Buffy leaned forward, took the flesh of his
neck into her mouth, and bit down.
He roared and threw her back on the bed,
mounting her again before she had a chance to blink. His cock was thrusting in
and out of her with dizzying speed, and Buffy gasped to keep breathing, her
fingers scratching at the bed sheets, desperate to find something to hold on
to.
He leaned in, snarled at her neck, and
suddenly, her whole body burst into pleasure.
She screamed, struggled to keep breathing
against wave after wave of mind-numbing ecstasy before her whole world went
black.

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