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The End?


“Must you go to class tonight, Buffy? You’ve had quite a day. Can’t you just stay home with me?” Spike asked, slightly pouting as Buffy rolled off the bed to get ready for her self-defense class.

Buffy sighed and looked down at him. She
grinned when he jut out his lower lip even more.

“We can spar here if you want,” he said and
waggled his eyebrows.

She giggled, “Yeah, I know what you’re hoping
will happen.”

He gave up the pouting and smiled. “Can’t blame
a bloke for trying can you? I like to think of it as celebrating.”

Buffy crawled back into bed and allowed
herself to be wrapped back up in his arms. “Oh?”

He nodded. “It’s a celebration that we found
each other.”

“Which time? The first or second?” she teased.


“Both. And today it’s a celebration that your
safe and free of him. That you got out.”

“Yeah . . . I got out all right. At the expense of
my memories.”

“Let’s not focus on that, okay? The fact is,
someone was looking out for you.”

“Like a guardian angel?” she grinned, resting
her chin on his chest and gazing up at him.

He smiled, “Something like that, yeah.”

“I like to think of you as my guardian angel.”

“Well, I like to think of you as mine too. Especially
when you’re so worried about what Lindsey will do to me.”

“It’s an equal partnership, Spike. That’s the way
it has to be. I won’t settle for less, especially considering
where I just came from.”

“So we both wear the pants?”

“Well. . . “ she said grinning as her hand moved
to the fly of his jeans. Undoing them she said, “you don’t have
to wear pants right now if you don’t want to.”

He opened his mouth to say something when
she released his hardening member and gave it a lick. His
eyes screwed shut and he moaned. “Christ, Buffy.”

It was amazing to her how sucking him off
could make her so wet. She attributed it to Spike himself, no
way could she imagine this act making her feel the way she
did with anyone else. It was all him. She grinned and suckled
teasingly on the head and just when he was about to beg for
more, she took him completely in her mouth and sucked hard.

“Fucking hell!” he shouted and arched his back,
nearly hitting the back of her throat with his movement.

Needing him inside her, hard and fast, she lifted
the skirt she was wearing, pushed her panties to the side
and slid down him in one swift movement.
His eyes widened and a look of awe—one she’d seen just about every time they made love, came over his face. It sent tingles down her spine and, if possible, made her wetter than she already was. That look spoke volumes of how he felt about her, how he loved her. And she felt it in every part of her how he loved her for she loved him back
with the same, if not greater, intensity.

Placing her palms on his chest, she stared
gliding herself up and down him, swiveling her hips and
clenching her muscles. He watched her hotly and placed his
hands on her hips before gliding them up to her tank and
shoving it up roughly to expose her breasts. He wasted no
time in leaning up and taking one hard nipple in his mouth and
suckling it. The sensation went straight to her groin and she
moved harder on him. Moving his hands back on her hips, he
helped guide her movements and he laved her breasts with
his tongue.

“Kiss me,” he whispered and she obliged,
delving inside his hot cavern and exploring his mouth. When
he started mimicking his cock sliding in and out of her with his
tongue, Buffy felt herself beginning to arrive.

“Ride me hard Buffy, do it. My beautiful angel…
ride me…make me see stars,” he goaded her huskily.

Clenching her muscles, she rode him hard and
fast, her orgasm coming at her like a freight train. A second
later, he came hard, shooting his spendings inside her and
shouting her name.

Moving slightly against him still as they came
back down, she let Spike roll her to their sides and he
nuzzled her neck affectionately.

“Love it when you surprise me,” he told her
sleepily.

She smiled sleepily, “I love it too. Did you see
stars?”

“Bloody right I did,” he chuckled.

The phone ringing interrupted their ‘snogging’ as
Spike so eloquently put it. He was all set to ignore it, but
Buffy told him it could be Angel checking up and he’d worry if
there was no answer.

“Hello?. . . No, why? WHAT?! Hold on, I’ll call you
back.” Spike practically threw the phone across the room and
dived for the remote.

“Spike, what’s going on?” Buffy asked, startled,
sitting up.

The TV flicked on and the news flickered on.

“Spike!” Buffy exclaimed, feeling panic come
over her.

“Buffy, look,” Spike pointed to the TV.

“Oh my God,” Buffy breathed. They watched in
silence as Lindsey was escorted from his office in
downtown Boston and escorted into a police car, in
handcuffs. The caption on the bottom said ‘Lawyer Arrested
for Embezzlement’.





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