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Title: Tell Me You Love Me
Author:Pattyanne
snapkik@yahoo.com




Part 5...



Spike smiled as she skipped back to
him, wiping the dust off her hands.

"Talk about the perfect way to get back
to business," she said.

"Did you enjoy that?" he asked, sliding his
arm around her waist and hauling her
close.

"I did, I really did," she replied, returning
his embrace. "Sometimes it's good to be
the slayer."

"Mmm," Bending his head, he kissed her
hard. "I'm glad you got your closure," he
said when he pulled away. "But that was
a hell of a sacrifice for me."

"Meaning?"

"You have no idea how badly I wanted to
be the one to stomp him into the fucking
ground."

Spike had spent the last few weeks
doing exactly three things; Changing
his place of residence, spoiling Buffy
24/7, and making plans to track down
and slaughter the son of a bitch
that had almost killed her.

He'd put out a few feelers, searching
for information about any vampires who
might be strutting around bragging about
the deed, but hadn't heard anything definite,
and he'd figured that the guilty one must
have decided to get out of town while the
getting was good.

But, as badly as he'd wanted to be
the one to kill that bastard in painful
ways, he was glad that Buffy had ended
up doing it. Tonight, she had taken back
her power and it was making her look more
beautiful than ever.

She was absolutely glowing. Her green
eyes were dancing, her skin was flushed
and a little damp, and her hair was touseled
in a way that suggested....

Oh, yes.

Buffy had moved away, and was turning
for home, still talking about something
that wasn't registering with him. He took a
firmer hold on her hand and yanked her
to a stop.

"What?" she asked, her brow furrowed. "Is
something wrong?"

Spike had been holding himself back since
she'd come home from the hospital. As
rapidly as she healed, he had come too
close to losing her and he hadn't wanted
to do anything that might have set back her
recovery.

But he had just witnessed a fantastic
display of the slayer's recuperative powers.
If SHE was up for a fight, then HE was
definitely up for her.

"I thought you wanted to go home."

Spike placed his hands on her shoulders,
spun her around and pushed her up against
the same crypt wall they'd found Buffy's
attacker leaning against.

She was smiling at him now. "It's gonna rain,"
she reminded him.

"So?" he replied, pinning her to the wall
with his body. "What's a little water? You're
not made of cake."

Buffy was obviously feeling playful. "We have
that nice big bed waiting for us."

"Oh, we'll get there," he promised. "Later. Right
now, I have something else for you that's nice
and big." He took her hand and placed it on the
hard bulge in the front of his jeans.

Her fingers squeezed gently. "Oh, that IS big!"
she commented. "I suppose you want me to do
something about it."

He covered her hand with his, making her squeeze
a little harder. "If..you don't mind," he managed to say.

She pretended to think it over. "Well...it has been a
long time since we've made love outside, hasn't it?"

"Mm-hmm." He swallowed hard when he felt her
unzip his jeans. Moving his hands up her sides, he
cupped her breasts, hissing through his clenched
teeth when he felt her soft fingers on his bare flesh.

"And...you deserve something nice for letting
me have the kill." With those words, she grabbed
the sides of his jeans and shoved them down, then
sank to her knees and took his shaft into her mouth.

As always, the heat and wetness nearly undid
him. He had to brace his hands on the wall
behind her to keep from collapsing in a panting
heap.

"Christ," he muttered harshly, closing his eyes
tightly. "Yes...that's so good. Right there...use
your tongue right under the ridge...oh...harder,
babe..."

She released him from her mouth just long
enough to utter two short words. "Watch me."

He did as she asked, opening his eyes and
looking down to meet hers as he saw his
cock slide in and out of her mouth.

It was a powerfully erotic sight, and he had
to concentrate on not coming right then and
there.

Not that she would have objected, but he
just wasn't ready to stop this delicious tor-
ment, not yet.

Her head stopped moving up and down on
him. He knew what she meant by that, what
she wanted him to do. She remained still
and he began to move his hips in shallow
thrusts. Her hands pushed his pants down
all the way around his ankles, and she took
hold of his ass, signaling that he could pump
a little faster.

He kept one hand on the wall, and placed
the other one on the back of her head,
fondling her silky hair.

"That's good," he murmured, "You have the
sweetest mouth, baby...the warmest...wet-
test..ahh...use your little tongue, kitten...you
know...what I like."

Obediently, she stopped sucking and began
licking.

"That's it," he encouraged. "That's my good
girl...such a good girl...so pretty and soft."

He moved his legs apart a fraction of an inch
more. "Play with me,"

Buffy brought one hand around and cupped
his scrotum, fondling it, feeling his balls
move in her hand.

When one finger moved even further down
beneath his sac, he grunted and his head
jerked back. "Stop..." he ground out.

Rising to her feet, Buffy quickly unzipped
her own slacks and pushed them down
and off.

Spike shoved her sweater up beneath her
arms, almost tearing her bra open. She
grabbed him by the back of his neck and
jerked his head down to her breasts.

"Now YOU suck hard!" she demanded.

Perfectly willing to give her anything she
wanted, he went at her like a hungry animal.
Fast and hard, he went from one taut nipple
to the other, licking each one before taking
it into his mouth and nursing on it.

Buffy reached down and wrapped her fingers
around his shaft, sliding them up and
down to give him the friction he craved on
his swollen flesh.

Without taking his mouth from her nipple,
he placed his hands on the cheeks of her
ass and lifted her, then turned and pinned
her to the wall.

She guided the head of his cock to her
wet opening and twined her legs around
his waist as he pushed it into her.

"Look at me," she said again.

Releasing her breast with a wet, sucking
sound, he met her hot gaze with his.

"I love you," she whispered. "Oh, honey,
I love you so much."

Hearing these words always thrilled him
to the core. She could say it a hundred
times a day and he would never tire of
hearing it. But there was something special
about hearing it during lovemaking that
drove his pleasure sky high.

"I love you, too," he said, thrusting harder,
then moving his hips from side to side. "You're
my girl...MY girl....mine..."

"Yes," she panted. "Yours...all yours."

"My baby...uhh...yeah...fuck me. You
fuck me so good...so good...you're so
tight...so hot and...wet...and..."

"Spike," she said urgently, closing her
eyes as she concentrated. "I'm coming.
It's...I'm doing it now...come with me...do
it...yes...oh...oh...harder...HARDER!"

He increased his wild pace even more,
babbling nonsense in her ear as he pounded
into her without stopping.

When she came, her internal muscles
clamped down tight around his cock,
drenching it with her slick fluid.

The warm pulsing wetness was all he
needed to push him over the edge. He
fell over it...dove into it...abandoned
himself in it.

With one last thrust, he shot every
drop of his semen into her, filling her
to overflowing as he cried out one word.

"BUFFY!!!"

She responded by tightening her arms
around his neck, and pressing his face
against hers as she stroked his hair.

"I'm here, I'm right here," she crooned
softly in his ear. "Right here with you, baby."

Spike squeezed his eyes shut, as
his emotions threatened to overwhelm
him. He tried to control it, burrowing his
face deeper against her neck.

"I almost lost you," he whispered.

Buffy's heart nearly broke. He sounded
like nothing more than a frightened little
boy right now, and she increased the
pressure of her embrace.

"But you didn't" she said fiercely, trying
to comfort him. "Spike...YOU found
me...and brought me back."

Her words got through to him, and he
finally lifted his head to look into her
eyes. So much love shone in them, and
he knew that it was all there for him.

Everything was going to be all right now.

"I'll always find you," he vowed. "No matter
what happens, I'll find you...and bring
you home."



The End


(that wasn't too mushy at the end was it? I
get a little carried away sometimes with the
lovin....probably cuz we didn't get any of it





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