Buffy found her self being swept away by the man she was slowly falling in love with. Time seemed to stop as they made their way up the stairs and into Spike’s room, never breaking the kiss that was slowly consuming them. Spike opened his door and quietly shut it behind him, blocking out the rest of the world.
Reluctantly he pulled his lips from her beautiful mouth and panted for much needed air. “God Buffy, I want you so bleedin’ bad,” he murmured before sucking deliciously on her neck.
Buffy felt a pool of moisture flood between her thighs at Spike’s lust filled admission. The way he was suckling at her neck was driving her to the brink of insanity. Mind made up, she had to have this gorgeous man that was holding her in his strong arms. With a gasp, Buffy moaned. “Ah, Spike want you, need you to touch me,” she pleaded.
Spike left Buffy’s neck and couldn’t help but grin at her mewl of protest from the loss of his ministrations. Placing her in his bed he removed her shoes and slid his hand up her slender calf.
Buffy shivered with want and let out a gasp. Spike curled his tongue behind his teeth and began to leave wet kisses as he trailed up her leg to her thigh.
Buffy screwed her eyes shut. It felt as if a thousand ladybugs were crawling up her leg as Spike kissed and adored her calf and thigh. Just when he was at the hem of her skirt he stopped and Buffy snapped her eyes open to see Spike staring at her with lust filled eyes. “Buffy I want to make you feel good, may I do that?” Spike rasped out.
Buffy nodded her head feeling slightly nervous. She had never been touched like this before. The farthest she had ever been with a boy was making out and only touching above the waist with clothes on.
Spike abandoned Buffy’s thigh and unzipped her mini skirt, pulling the garment slowly down her body. He let his fingers graze her smooth skin, goose bumps forming in his wake.
Buffy was on fire, yet every touch sent chills all over her body. Spike tossed her skirt to the side and took in the beauty that was lying before him.
Buffy instinctively tried to cover her exposed flesh but Spike halted her hands with his. “Uh uh, luv, don’t hide from me. You’re bloody gorgeous, want to see you,” Spike gushed as he skimmed his hands up Buffy’s slender hips and sides dragging her sad excuse for a top, with them.
Buffy blushed at his honest confession and lifted off the bed to help him remove her shirt. She lay before him in nothing but her lacey lavender bra and matching thong. She mentally patted herself on the back for wearing matching underwear that night.
Spike was in awe of the sight before him. Buffy looked even more incredible than any fantasy he could have ever come up with. Leaning in he took one of her lace covered nipples in his mouth and brought it to a stiff peak.
Buffy let out a soft moan as Spike brought his hot wet mouth to her breast. Needing to feel his skin on hers, Buffy tugged his shirt free from his jeans and pulled it over his head to expose his smooth creamy skin.
Spike released her pert nipple before reaching behind her and unclasping her bra and tossing it to the floor. Spike licked and nipped playfully at Buffy taught flesh as he slowly descended her body.
Buffy tensed when she realized what Spike’s intentions were. Spike stopped instantly when he felt her stiffen and looked up at her with concerned eyes. “Do you want me to stop? ‘Cause we don’t have to do this if you’re not comfortable,” Spike reassured her, silently praying she wouldn’t turn him away.
“No it’s not that, it’s just, well I’ve never…” Buffy trailed off feeling a blush course through her whole body.
Spike smiled knowingly. “S’alright kitten, I promise to make it good for you.” He purred, and then turned serious. “Do you trust me?” Spike asked, praying the answer would be yes.
Buffy didn’t even have to think twice. After what Spike had done for her tonight there was no doubt he would do anything to protect her. Conveying all the honesty she felt, she replied, “I trust you.”
Spike felt a wave of relief flood over him. Buffy trusted him. Smiling at her adoringly, he lowered his head and placed feather kisses across her stomach as he murmured, “Just lay back, gonna make you feel good, gonna show you how bloody amazin’ you are.”
Buffy relaxed on the bed as Spike slowly descended down her body.
Spike pulled the small scrap of material that separated him from her untouched treasure and tossed it to the floor. He could smell her arousal and it made his mouth water in anticipation. Spreading her legs, he nestled himself between her thighs and darted his tongue out for his first taste of Buffy’s sweet nectar. “God Buffy, you taste so good,” he gushed before he delved in and lavished her moist center with his tongue.
Buffy bit her lip to quite her moans of pleasure. She had never felt anything so exquisite in her entire life. There was a delicious ache building inside of her that was begging to be released. Buffy bucked her hips and arched her back as she began to pant heavily.
Spike could feel her release coming soon as she clamped her muscles down on his tongue as he pumped it into her at a rapid pace, massaging her feminine walls thoroughly. Using his hand he rubbed at her clit to help bring her over the edge.
Buffy felt a flood of pleasure wash over her and stars burst behind her shut eyes. Buffy tangled her fingers through Spike’s hair and let out her cry of release. “AH! SPIKE YES!!! GOD YES!”
Spike was sure he was going to blow his load in his pants as Buffy moaned out his name. It was the most erotic thing he had ever heard. Spike lapped up every last drop of her essence. Lifting his head from between Buffy’s thighs he gazed at the sated look on her face. Crawling up her limp body he nuzzled her neck affectionately.
Buffy ran her fingers through Spike’s hair and let out a content sigh. Never had she felt more relaxed, but her relaxation turned into want in a matter of seconds. Spike had stirred something in her that she never knew existed. Pulling his mouth to hers, she crushed his lips with a fiery kiss, tasting herself on his lips.
Spike pulled away to see Buffy’s eyes filled with desire. Running his hand down her body he let a slender finger delve deep into her hot wet core. Buffy bucked her hips and mewled in his ear. “Spike I want you,” Buffy pleaded breathlessly.
Spike slowly pumped his finger in and out and then added a second. God she was so bleeding tight. Well of course she was, she was still a virgin. That thought made him stop right then and there. Was Buffy really ready for this? Would she regret this in the morning? He would never be able to live with himself if she rejected him after they shared something so special and intimate as them making love, because that’s exactly what it would be, making love.
Buffy felt Spike still his oh so talented fingers and searched his eyes for what was going on in his head. What she saw was insecurity and a tint of fear. Why was he scared? It wasn’t like it was his first time; giving him a confused look she whispered his name, “Spike?”
Buffy uttering his name brought him back to the moment. “Buffy are you sure about this?”
Buffy felt her own insecurities begin to surface. What if he doesn’t want me? What if I’m no good? What if this is just a one night stand and he wants nothing to do with me after this? Buffy felt tears begin to sting her eyes.
Spike saw her eyes gloss over and mentally kicked himself. God, he was such a git. Removing his fingers from her scorching heat he rolled off of her and lay next to her. “God Buffy, I’m so sorry. You’re not ready and I made you feel like you had to do something you’re not ready for,” Spike apologized.
Buffy looked at him with wide eyes. “No! You didn’t force me to do anything,” she defended. Then looking down insecurely she admitted her fears. “I just thought you didn’t want me and…” But Buffy was unable to finish because Spike was silencing her with a demanding kiss.
Spike pulled away and grinned placing her hand on his rock hard cock. “Does that feel like I don’t want you?” he asked huskily. Buffy blushed and gave him a shy smile. Spike cupped her cheek. “I just don’t want there to be any regrets in the morning s’all,” Spike reassured her.
Buffy reached for the buttons of his jeans and slowly undid them as she looked him in the eyes. “No regrets,” she stated.
Spike gently rolled on top of her and began to kiss her languidly as Buffy slowly removed his pants. His hard cock sprang from their tight confines and landed on Buffy’s stomach with a ‘thwack’. Spike kicked the rest of the way out of his jeans and kicked them to the floor with the rest of their abandoned clothes.
Buffy broke their kiss and glanced down at the huge prick that was resting on her stomach. Buffy’s eyes went wide with astonishment. She had gotten a glance of him in the shower that one time, but it wasn’t near as big as it was right now. Looking up at Spike she swallowed hard.
Spike saw the surprised look on Buffy’s face. He couldn’t help but feel a sense of manly pride. Slipping a hand between them, he plunged two fingers inside her moist center to try and stretch her a bit.
Buffy arched into his hand as he stroked her feminine walls. Digging her fingers in his shoulders she moaned softly. “Gah, Spike I need….mmmm, feels like I’m gonna, ah,” Buffy rambled senselessly as pleasure coursed through her.
“God Buffy you’re so tight, want to be inside you but have to,” Spike groaned as he nipped at the tender flesh of her neck. “Gotta make sure you’re nice a ready for me first.”
Buffy met each thrust of his hand and could feel her release approaching. With a few more strokes of his talented fingers Buffy was being swept away by another orgasm.
Spike felt the tell tale fluttering of her muscles and devoured her mouth, muffling her soft cries. When he felt her come down from her orgasmic high he tore his mouth from hers. Spreading her thighs he nestled between them and positioned himself at her entrance.
“This is gonna hurt a bit, but I promise to be gentle,” Spike said in a comforting tone.
Buffy nodded and prepared herself for the intrusion on her body.
Spike took her lips in a passionate kiss as he slowly slipped the head of his cock in her tight passage. When Buffy tensed he stopped his movements. “Do you want me to stop?” he asked his voice full of concern.
Buffy shook her head. “No, I’m okay, just surprised me is all,” she assured him. Spike captured her lips again and continued to ease in her at a slow pace. When he felt her barrier he broke their kiss and looked deep in her eyes. “Alright kitten, this’ll only hurt for a sec, but if it’s too much you tell me and we can stop,” he explained.
Buffy nodded her head and took a deep breath. In one swift move, Spike pushed past her virginal wall, immediately stilling his movements to let her adjust to him.
Buffy gasped as white hot pain shot through her. She dug her fingers in Spikes back and silent tears ran down her cheeks.
Spike felt his heart break at the pain that was evident all over her beautiful face. Wiping away her tears with the pad of his thumb he murmured affectionately, “So sorry pet. I didn’t hurt you too bad did I? ‘d never hurt you on purpose.”
Buffy felt the pain subside and arousal take over. Looking up at him with lust filled eyes she assured him she was fine. “It doesn’t hurt anymore,” she whispered. Spike smiled at the angel beneath him and started to slowly pump in and out of her tight passage.
Buffy felt pleasure envelope her with each thrust. She had heard tons of girls talk about their first time, but they all paled in comparison to what she was experiencing right now. Feeling more brazen Buffy began to lift her hips experimentally to meet Spikes thrusts.
Spike had to make sure to control himself. This was her first time, it was supposed to be slow and gentle, and he was going to make sure it was a night she would never forget.
Buffy let out a soft moan as her impending orgasm began to build in the pit of her stomach. Spike caressed her cheek and stared deep in Buffy’s eyes. “God you feel so good, never felt anythin’ like it before,” Spike moaned.
Buffy clenched her muscles and screwed her eyes shut. “Oh Spike, I think I’m gonna, uh yes, right now, right now, YES, YES, YES!” Buffy cried as her orgasm washed over her.
Spike felt her flutter around him and he instantly knew he was right behind her. Picking up his pace he shifted slightly and began to pump faster within her. Buffy felt Spike shift and her eyes snapped open wide, every move he made rubbed deliciously against her already sensitive clit. Clamping down hard on his massive cock, Buffy began to shake uncontrollably as pleasure rolled over her once again.
Spike felt the tightening of his sac and buried himself to the hilt. As he shot his seed deep with in her womb, he cried out his release. “AH FUCK! GOD BUFFY, GRAH……”
Spike rolled to his side, bringing Buffy with him as to not loose contact with her body. Breathing raggedly, Spike stroked her hair.
Buffy panted for much needed air and let her cheek rest against Spike’s damp chest. “God that was…”
“Amazin’” Spike finished for her. Spike placed a hand behind Buffy’s head and pulled her to him for a kiss. They kissed languidly until Buffy felt Spike begin to harden within her. She pulled back and gasped in surprise.
Spike grinned at her seductively. “What can I say luv, you bring out the best in me,” his voice was raspy with lust.
Buffy blushed and buried her face in his neck. “God Spike, you’re insatiable,” she mumbled against his skin. Spike rolled them so she was on top. Buffy let out a small shriek and straddled his hips. Spike slowly began to move her hips and Buffy let out a moan.
Buffy picked up his beat and began to slowly rock her hips until they both found release. Buffy collapsed on Spike’s chest panting heavily. Spike brushed her damp hair from her face and wrapped his arms around his girl. He would never stop wanting this. Buffy on top of him, being connected so intimately that it was hard to determine where one began and the other ended.
Buffy felt exhaustion begin to consume her and she let out a yawn. Spike stroked her back and pulled the covers up over her. “Get some sleep luv; we can talk in the morning.”
Buffy leaned up and placed a kiss to Spike’s lips. Nestling in comfortably on top of Spike’s chest Buffy closed her eyes and let sleep carry her away.
When Spike felt Buffy’s breathing even out he kissed the top of her head and whispered, “Night Buffy, I love you,” and followed her into peaceful sleep.
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Okay I guess i will break down and start reposting. I hope you guys will all re-review these chaps cause i love to know what you think. Well enjoy! Discalimer in full effect.