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On monday Spike kept an eye out for Buffy. Despite having dates with three different beautiful girls over the weekend, the annoying little bint hadn't left his thoughts for a moment. Why had she run off on him on Friday? She was supposed to fight and argue with him, chin high in the air and her little mouth going nonstop. Instead she'd just run off before he was finished with her and it disturbed him. He finally saw her towards the end of the day walking down the hall and barely recognized her because her head was down. He started walking towards her when he heard voices calling her name.

"Hey Buffy, come back! Jake wants to go out with you!" one of the jocks yelled at her as everyone in the hall burst into laughter. Buffy rushed forward to get away but ran right into a hard chest. She looked up and was horrified to see Spike looking down at her. 'Oh please no. I can't take Spike right now in addition to everyone else,' she panicked as she tried to dart past him but he continued to block her way.

Spike had seen Buffy look at him with pretty much every expression in her eyes over the past few years but he never thought he'd see her look at him in fear. He tried to block her way so he could talk to her but she looked so terrified of him that he finally let her by. He watched her as she rushed down the hall away from him and then turned to face the jocks that had harassed her.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" He yelled at them as he stalked towards them in fury.

"Chill out, man. Gunn told us all about that joke you played on her last Friday. Thought it was pretty funny. Why you getting all worked up?" asked the one who'd yelled at Buffy.

"Because you're scaring her. Leave her alone or I'll pound every one of you," he threatened in a low voice, glaring down the row of frightened faces.

"Fine, man. We'll lay off but it's sort of weird, you know? Here you are all angry cause we're picking on Buffy. You've been picking on little miss mighty nerd for years and--"

"That's right, and only I am allowed to do so. NO ONE ELSE," he fumed before spinning around and heading in the direction he'd seen Buffy flee.

He finally found Buffy hiding in the back of the library. He almost walked by her when he spotted her out of the corner of his eye. He walked up slowly and leaned against the shelves studying her for a moment. She was sitting on a desk with her head in her hands. When she heard him she looked up, her eyes widening in fear when she saw him.

"Buffy, I'm not here to hurt you," he said gently as he moved towards her.

"Please, Spike, just go away," she said in a pleading tone. He hated seeing her like this. She looked so tiny and helpless. So sad, and it was all his fault. He'd wanted to take her down a few notches on Friday and instead he'd destroyed her. She'd gone from an infuriating proud little thing to a frightened girl who now shrunk from him in fear.

"I didn't mean for anything to turn out like this. I went too far. I'm sorry Buffy," he said, reaching out to touch her shoulder. Buffy jerked away from him and turned away.

"I don't believe you. Everyone's joking about what you did on Friday and now you just want me to fall for your apology so you can plan another attack against me. You were right. I'm a nerd and there's not a guy on the planet that would even consider touching me with a ten foot pole. So please just leave it at that. Go find someone else to torment. I'm tired," she said in a weary voice, not looking at him.

"What I said isn't true," Spike said sincerely.

"You must think I'm stupid. Go away," she said, her voice trembling. Spike could tell she was emotionally exhausted and near tears.

"Buffy, I didn't hold you to the bet because I didn't think you wanted to, not because I wasn't interested," he said trying to move near her but she scooted away from him.

"There's nothing you can say to me that will make me believe you. Just go out to your friends and forget about this. Find another victim Spike," she said dryly. She needed him to leave so she could have herself a good long cry and get it all out of her system.

"Fine. Then I want you to fulfill the bet. You lost on Friday. I want you to payup," Spike said softly but firmly. Buffy looked up at him for the first time since their eyes met in the hallway and once again he saw the fear swirling in them but also some anger this time. It made him happy to see a spark of the old Buffy back.

"WHAT! NO! You said that I didn't! You can't change your mind!" Buffy yelled as she leaped off the desk to her feet. Spike smiled, happy to see that little chin in the air once again.

"I'll meet you at your locker after school," Spike said as he started walking away from her. Once he was gone Buffy looked up with tears in her eyes. 'This is going to be much worse than what he did on Friday,' she sighed as the tears rolled down her cheeks.

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When they pulled into the driveway of Spike's house Buffy was amazed at the size of it. They got out of his big black car and he lead down a brick trail that went around the side of the mansion to the backyard. Here sat a massive, beautiful swimming pool that shone brightly in the sunlight. The water was so clear and inviting that Buffy's eyes were lost in it for a moment. She didn't know anyone who had a pool.

"Wanna go for a swim pet?" Spike asked smiling at her.

"No. No, I was just sort of spacing out," she said without looking at him.

"This is my place," he said pointing at the pool house. It was two floors with a big patio out front and tropical plants in full bloom growing along the roof. It looked like something straight out of a magazine it was so beautiful.

"Wow, it's nice," Buffy said gazing at it. "I think it's bigger than my mom's house," she said as he opened the front door for her and she walked inside.

"Would you like something to drink? A coke or juice? I've even got something stronger if you think you'll need it," he said smiling at her. " Buffy considered taking up his offer for something strong to drink but changed her mind.

"I'll have a coke," she said nervously sitting down on a large couch in the living room. Spike grabbed her a coke out of the fridge and handed it to her, then sat down in a chair across from her. He frowned as he realized how nervous he was. He'd brought countless girls back to his place and never once felt so rattled. He gazed at her for a moment. She was looking down at her shoes, not really drinking from the coke he'd given her. He hated this new thing of hers where she always looked down. It was so unlike her.

Buffy looked at the shag rug below her feet. 'How many girls had he brought back here?' she thought to herself. 'He's had sex with all the most beautiful girls in school. I'm not even pretty. What if there's something wrong with my body when he looks at me down there. What if it's ugly between my legs and he tells everyone at school. Oh God! That's what his new plan is,' she panicked looking up at him as he held a hand out to her.

"Are you ready?" He said softly, taking her small hand in his. He could feel that she was trembling and she wouldn''t look at him.

"You're going to...to tell people at school aren't you?" she began to sob, taking her hand from his and shrinking back into the couch.

"Tell them what?" He asked sitting down next to her. She was bent over with her head in her hands sobbing and he wanted more than anything to rub her back but he was afraid of scaring her even more so he just tried to sit as still as possible. He felt like he should tell her that they could drop the whole thing, but he also felt like there was more to it than just first-time fear. He wanted to know what was going on in her head.

"Tell them--when you look. That's what this is all about isn't it? You're going to tell them how ugly I am. How...how horrible..." At this point Buffy couldn't speak anymore, her tiny body was so wracked with sobs.

Spike sat stunned. She actually thought he would do such a thing to her. She was so fragile, he'd never realized how fragile she was all the years he'd been picking on her. He'd always been careful with her up until Friday. For some reason on Friday he wanted to do her some real damage, but why? Spike ran his hands through his hair and then it hit him. He wanted her. He'd always wanted her but she'd always acted like she was too good for him. All he wanted to prove with the bet was that he was worthy of her. Instead he'd destroyed her.

With that thought Spike reached over and scooped her up into his arms and held her close. She felt so small in his arms, like a tiny trembling bird.

"I'm never going to hurt you ever again Buffy. I'm so sorry sweetheart," he said to her softly as he carried her into his bedroom.

Buffy stopped crying when she felt herself pulled gently into his arms and hoisted into the air. His strong arms felt good around her body and she snuggled closer to him despite the warring thoughts in her emotionally clouded. He laid her down on his bed and then slid his hand behind her head, raising her lips to his. Buffy felt a fire rip through her body as he kissed her. She'd never been kissed before and had no idea it could ever be this amazing. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him down to her for a deeper kiss. She pushed her tongue slowly into his mouth and moaned when she felt his tongue entwine with her own. They continued kissing for several minutes until they were both out of breath and then he began kissing his way slowly down her neck onto her chest. She arched her back and he pushed her t-shirt up and then reached around and unhooked her bra. She could feel his soft hands gently caress her as he lifted the lacy cups from her breasts and then he was perfectly still. Buffy laid relaxed for moment with her eyes closed until she realized he's stopped touching her, and then her mind switched back on and all of her insecurities came flooding in. 'What am I doing,' she thought to herself as she lay there too scared to open her eyes. 'He's just sitting there staring at my bare breasts. Oh god! My breasts are too small! I forgot how all his girls have huge tits! Shit, shit. This is all part of his new game. How could I have let things get this far I'm so---' Then she felt his soft mouth on her breasts and her world collapsed into the white of pure bliss.

Spike stared down at Buffy's bare breasts and remembered all the times he'd gazed at her chest as she walked down the hall tracing the curve of her cute, perky tits with his eyes. He'd doused her chest with water once just so he could get a glimpse of her nipples. He'd thought it pathetic at the time but he'd thought about her wet breasts for several months afterwards when he was having sex with other girls. It made him roar when he finally came. Now here they were completely bare, right in front of him and he marveled at their beauty. He caressed the bottoms with his hands as he leaned down to swirl his tongue around her delicate pink nipples, sucking on them greedily as he moaned in pleasure. "Your breasts are so beautiful Buffy. So round and soft. Wanted to do this for so long," he groaned as she arched her back in ecstasy as he devoured the soft globes.

Buffy was completely lost to Spike's mouth. Never had she felt so much passion racing through her has ravished her breasts and then kissed his way down to the waist of her jeans which he quickly undid and pulled down her legs leaving her laying only in her panties with her t-shirt still pushed above her breasts. Spike then slowly pulled her panties down her legs and tossed them on the floor behind him.

"Are you going to leave my t-shirt on?" Buffy asked coyly.

"Yes kitten. You look so sexy," he drawled as his tongue made it's way down her taught stomach. Buffy drew in a breath as he moved his mouth over her sex, his lips barely grazing hers, and Spike smirked to himself as she began squirming her hips. He then moved his mouth to the inside of her left thigh where he planted soft kisses as he caressed her calf and gently stroked the sensitive area behind her knee. Buffy giggled and he couldn't help but smile at the delicious sound.

"No laughing sweetheart. This is serious business," he smiled, looking up at her tenderly and then catching his breath. She was arching her back and playing with her breasts, pinching her nipples and then gently teasing them with the tips of her fingers to hardened pebbles. He felt his cock get painfully hard as he watched her. He wrapped his arms around her thighs and pulled her pussy up towards his mouth. He stopped when it just inches from the tip of his outstretched tongue and gazed at her. She was like a delicate untouched flower, so open and longing for his deep kisses. Her pussy lips were open and dripping. Spike delved his tongue into the silky pink folds, tracing their pattern as he lapped up her delicious juices, carefully avoiding her clit which was swollen with need. He held her hips securely with his strong arms as she wiggled her hips and bucked against him as he gently blew on her clit and then teased it with the tip of his tongue.

"So beautiful, my Buffy," he whispered as he planted open mouthed kiss onto her clit, making love to it with his tongue.

"Oh Spike, oh God! Please, please please," Buffy chanted as her head thrashed back and forth on his pillow.

"Please what kitten?" He smiled up at her.

"I don't know. I don't know, but I need something," she whimpered as she writhed on his bed.

"Is this what you need sweetheart," he purred as he wrapped his tongue around her throbbing clit and then sucked it into his mouth as two of his fingers gently circled her sensitive opening and then slowly pushed inside."

"OH GOD YES!" Buffy screamed as she came in his mouth, arching her back and writhing in his arms as wave after wave of pure pleasure swept through her. Spike continued eating her like a starved man, making her come again until finally her beautiful body felt limp and pleasurably exhausted in his arms.

"Buffy," he said softly, "I need to be in you kitten. Will you let me?" Spike was trying to keep the desperation out of his voice, but if Buffy said no to him at this point he wasn't sure what he was going to do. He'd never been so turned on in his entire life and more than anything in the world he wanted to drive himself as deep as he could into this girl.

"I need you so much," she said breathlessly and that was all Spike needed to hear. He shed his jeans and crawled up her body until his hard cock was placed right against her wet opening.

"I'll try not to hurt you Buffy," he said softly as he rolled a condom down his ten inch shaft and then pushed slowly into her tight entrance. Buffy squirmed uncomfortably as she tried to adjust to the intrusion of his massive cock. Then Spike shoved himself in up to the hilt and she let out a cry of pain as she thrashed beneath him and scratched at his back.

Spike had never felt anything as good as Buffy. He was in heaven. As soon as he was fully sheathed inside of her, he stopped moving so she could adjust to him and reached up to wipe the tears from her eyes.

"I'm so sorry kitten, but I thought it best to get it over with quickly," he said as he stroked her hair. It was killing him not to move. She felt so soft and tight around his rock hard cock.

"It feels so good," she purred as she began to move beneath him. Spike felt like he was going to lose his load that instant. He'd had sex with countless girls but being inside Buffy was unlike anything else. Everything about her felt so right with him. So perfect. He began a rhythm of pulling himself out and then slowly easing himself back in again. Buffy sighed in pleasure and rocked her hips to match his long strokes.

"Please Spike, more," she begged and his heart raced as he began speeding up until he was pumping into her, willing himself not to come as he watched her luscious lip open to let out her sighs and groans.

"Kitten, come for me," he rasped, barely able to hold on. Buffy opened her eyes and held his loving gaze as her climax hit and she screamed and writhed beneath him. Spike followed her and roared as he spilled himself inside of her. His entire body went rigid as he was pounded by the most powerful climax he'd ever experienced. When he was done he felt like he was going to faint so he lowered himself down and pulled her into his arms. Her tiny body felt so relaxed and good against his chest.

"That was amazing," he said as he closed his eyes and basked in the perfect moment. "You're perfect Buffy. So perfect," he whispered as he drifted off to sleep.

Buffy turned in his arms and lay still for several minutes watching him sleep. She reached up and gently brushed a curl of blond hair from off his forehead. She loved how his hair escaped into curls when freed from his hair gel. He was so beautiful. She'd thought this was going to be the worst, most humiliating experience of her life and it turned out to be the best. Even though it was her first time, she knew she'd never experience anything like this ever again. She felt complete with Spike inside of her and thoroughly loved. But she knew deep down it had nothing to do with love. It made her chest feel tight with sadness but she had to face the fact that for Spike this was just amazing at sex. He'd had lots of experience. But now it was over and she had to go before her mom noticed she wasn't home for the evening. Buffy slowly untwined herself from his warm body and put her clothes on. Then she found a paper and pen in her bag and wrote him a note politely thanking him for everything. Then before she knew it she'd filled the page with a torrent of emotion about how she really felt about him. Unsure of what to do, she placed the note on her pillow and quietly closed the door behind her.

Spike awoke the next morning and the first thing he felt was emptiness. Usually that was a good thing. He hated the awkwardness of waking up with the girls he took to bed. The first thought that always popped into his head was how long they were going to hang around before he could get rid of them. But as he sat up in bed he realized that this time all he felt was loss. She'd left him during the night without saying goodbye. He felt the anger welling up inside of him when he looked over and noticed that there was note on her pillow.







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