Spike flew into the driveway and had to immediately slam on the breaks to keep from going strait through the garage door. He had barely gotten the car into park and the keys out of the ignition when he turned toward Buffy and she dove at him, the long drive finally getting to them at the realization that they were finally home.
Buffy pulled her mouth away from his, gasping for air but his immediately began to search for hers again. As the windows fogged up from all the heat radiating from them, Spikes passion and need for her was managing to turn her on even more than she ever thought possible.
"Buffy..." he breathed when he'd taken the chance to catch his breath. "Need you, kitten. Need to feel you..."
Buffy smiled as his lips traveled down her neck and her eyes slowly drifted closed.
This is really happening. I'm really gonna do this...
"Spike," she said with a swallow followed by a gasp. "Take me to your room... Now."
Spike didn't need to be told twice. In seconds he was shuffling himself out of the car. Attempting to keep himself as much a gentleman as possible, he started to make his way over to her side of the car to open her door for her, but she was already out, heels clicking as she met his wanting lips in front of the car. With their mouths once again seared together they made their way toward the front door.
"Mmm," Buffy mumbled into his mouth. "What about... mmm, your uncle? Won't he hear?"
Spike smiled into the kiss as he fumbled with the door. "Planning on being loud, luv?"
Buffy's face managed to turn redder than a tomato as she looked away from him. "That's not... I..."
"Just teasing you, pet," he said as she opened the door and stepped inside, holding his hand out to escort her into the foyer. "He's a heavy sleeper and his room's at the other end on the house. Surely he's in bed by now."
Buffy warily entered the house, still embarrassed by his earlier comment. She knew he didn't mean anything by it and that he didn't mean to embarrass her, and she honestly didn't know why she was so embarrassed. They both knew what was going to happen once they got upstairs anyway. Maybe it was just the reality of it all that was scaring her.
Spike closed the front door and tossed his keys down on a nearby table. Buffy suddenly seemed very nervous, and Spike hoped to god she wasn't having second thoughts on all of this. He couldn't handle a cold shower on a night like this. Not after all that had happened between them already.
She wouldn't look at him though, only at the floor and the wall. It hurt him in a strange yet familiar way. After all, they hadn't even done anything yet and she already wouldn't look at him. That wasn't a good sign.
"Buffy," he said as he looked at her with his head slightly tilted.
His voice had been so deep and rumbly... so sexy it made Buffy's knees go weak and she suddenly found her embarrassment fluttering away as she looked at him.
"Come 'ere," he said holding a hand out to her.
She slowly looked up at him and found herself floating to him as she looked into those dark eyes of his. It amazed her how his eyes could change to match his mood. She trembled with anticipation. Never in her life had she been so entranced by someone. He definitely had his hold on her.
When she came to a stop mere centimeters away from him she started to panic at what might be going through his mind.
He's not changing his mind now, is he? Oh please don't be having second thoughts...
"Buffy," he said pushing a piece of air out of her eyes and behind her ear. "Luv, if you don't want to do this we can stop... go upstairs an' just watch a movie or something..."
Guh! Sexy and considerate. Why didn't I meet this man years ago?
Spike was getting worried when she didn't respond right away. He was kicking himself for making that joke about her being loud. Or maybe it wasn't the joke... maybe she just realized what a mistake she was about to make.
Buffy could tell he was getting worried. She liked the fact that they had only known each other for a short time, yet they’d gotten to know each other well enough to know his facial expressions and his body language to know exactly what was going through his mind.
Just when he looked like he was going to slump over and start that adorable pouting of his, she flashed a sexy smile and bit her lip, stepped closer and put her hands on his chest, feeling around and smiling in approval.
"So are you gonna take me upstairs and undress me now or are we just gonna stand here and ask questions all night..."
Spikes face burst into a smile as he curled his tongue behind his teeth in a way that made Buffy wonder just exactly how many simple things there were about him that he could make look like the sexiest damn thing she'd ever seen. She suspected there were many.
She pushed him backwards up the stairs as he fumbled to get his duster off as they kissed each other into another sexual frenzy.
Buffy had never been more excited than when they finally entered his room and closed the door behind them. Things had been more on the soft and gentle side the entire way up the stairs, but as soon as that lock clicked shut on the door the mood changed back from soft and gentle to heated and desperate.
Their mouths rarely parted as they tugged at each others clothing.
Buffy had begun to unbutton his shirt but quickly grew frustrated and before she realized what she was doing, ripped it open sending buttons flying everywhere.
Spike smirked and grabbed her by the ass, lifting her and pinning her against the door. Her legs instinctively wrapped around his lean hips as she ran her fingers across his chiseled muscles. He smiled mid kiss as he once again pulled her halter up over her head, throwing in on the floor off to the side. He managed to lift her slightly higher as he kissed down her neck to her chest and latched himself onto a pert nipple.
Buffy gasped and inhaled sharply as she let her head fall back against the door and ran her hands through his hair.
He pulled her away from the door and brought her over to the side of the bed, gently setting her down as he kneeled on the floor in front of her, kissing open mouthed kisses down her taught stomach.
Buffy was amazed at how good she felt. She was drunk with lust and just thinking about what they were about to do was making her breathe heavier, and she soon followed up with a loud moan. "I can't believe we're doing this..." she breathed as she let her head fall back on the bed.
Spike wasn't too sure what she meant by that, she was after all the one to urge them upstairs. Once again he was wondering whether or not she would regret all this in the morning.
He stopped kissing her more a moment and just let his thoughts wander. Buffy noticed he had stopped what e was doing to her and he could see from the look on his face that once again something was bothering him. She also knew that he was probably worrying about whether or not she would up and run out as soon as it was over, but that wasn't her plan at all.
Deciding it would be best if she showed him that she really did want him, she grabbed him and tugged him up onto the bed, then spun them around and straddled his hips.
He was clearly taken by surprise but was still concerned. "You still have time to back out if you want," he said in a serious yet breathless tone. "I won't take offense."
Buffy smiled and replied by leaning down to lick and nip at his nipple and imitate the open mouthed kisses he had been placing down her chest. She loved the way he was built. Riley was too bulky. Whenever he was on top of her she felt almost claustrophobic. She was so small and he was so lunky... Spike felt perfect to her. He was a perfectly chiseled abdomen and she loved the way she could see his hips. They were so deliciously exposed by his low hanging pants. His arms were muscular but not to the point where it looked fake... like Riley.
Buffy was brought out of her trance when Spike let out a pleased growl at the way her thigh rubbed against his straining erection. She smiled to herself as she continued to lick and kiss down his stomach following the form of his musculature down to the button of his jeans. She quickly unbuttoned his jeans and barely lowered the zipper before he sprung out of his pants and nearly slapped Buffy in the face.
Her eyes went wide. He was huge! She had always heard about men having bigger penis' but Riley never seemed big, and he was a big guy. Suddenly Buffy wasn't too sure if she could do this.
Spike began to sit up. "Buffy, luv, you don't have to do this..."
"No," she said pushing him back down. "I want to..."
She took a deep breath and licked her lips and slowly bent forward and licked from the base all the way up, swirling her tongue around the head when she finally reached it.
Spike hips bucked and Buffy smiled a little to herself knowing that what she was doing was working. Slowly she put her mouth over the head of his cock and lowered her head down as far as she could for the first time. She surprised herself with how much she was actually enjoying this. She closed her eyes as she moved her head up and down sucking in lightly and licking as she reached the tip again, her hands squeezing his thighs for emphasis.
"Buffy," Spike choked out as his fingers tangled in her hair.
She acknowledged him by opening her eyes and looking at him with her lust filled gaze, and he nearly lost it.
Suddenly he growled and sat up, grabbed her shoulders, pulling her tiny body into his lap. She squeaked in surprise when he flipped them over and began following the ministrations she'd done to him minutes earlier.
"Spike..." she breathed heavily as she arched up to meet his lips and tongue and Spike couldn't help but moan when her thigh once again rubbed against his stiff cock. "Spike please..."
Her mewls and whimpers were driving him crazy. He wanted nothing more than to make this girl see stars once they were done.
He began to unzip her tight leather pants and slide them down her thighs and Buffy felt her heart rate speed up. They were really gonna do this. She felt him slide a finger under her black thong and into her wet folds. She immediately bucked and Spike smiled to himself as he held her hips down.
He bent forward and finished pulling her underwear down with his teeth. It was by far the sexiest thing she'd ever seen, but it was then that she realized exactly what he was about to do.
She panicked. "Uh- what are you doing? You don't have to do that... please..."
"Don't have to what?" he practically purred. "This?" he asked as he quickly darted his tongue out to swiftly lick up her folds.
She bucked again, this time with a loud squeak of surprise. "I-I've n-never..."
This caught Spike's attention. "What did you say?"
Buffy's face was red hot with embarrassment. "No one's ever done that for me before."
Spike felt bad, but wasn't exactly surprised. Riley definitely struck him as the selfish type. "Do you want me to stop?" he asked carefully.
Buffy didn't know what to say.
Yes... but... god no!
"I'm just embarrassed. I wasn't expecting that at all. I'm probably all gross and..."
Spike was excited. He could be her first for this... no matter what happened she would always always remember him. "Let me give it to you, kitten. If you decide you don't like it then I'll stop."
Buffy blushed but slowly nodded, terrified of what was to come, but excited by the way he made her feel.
Spike loved it. This was new territory for her and he planned on making it memorable.
He situated himself on the floor between her legs and pulled her pants and underwear all the way off, then draped her legs over his shoulders, sliding her bottom closer to him as he did so. He took a deep breath and leaned forward, placing a long lazy lick up the center of her sex, moaning as he did so.
Buffy's eyes couldn't help but flutter shut at all of the pleasure he was giving her. She had always wanted to experience this and for the first time in her life she was happy that it wasn't Riley giving it to her.
"Spike..." she breathed.
He increased the pressure of his tongue on her clit, loving the way she was breathing his name as she trembled beneath his mouth.
She shuddered at all of the overpowering sensations he was causing. Never in her life had she experienced this kind of pleasure.
Spike stuck his tongue deeper and had to hold her hips still from all of bucking she was doing. "Spike..." her voice pitched as her hand went to the back of his head. With that he curled his tongue and flicked her clit with his finger. That alone set her off into a world of orgasmic bliss.
All at once it seemed the stars burst in front of Buffy's eyes as her body twitched and shuddered uncontrollably as she let out a cry of pleasure completely in his name.
Spike continued to lick up whatever juices flowed from her, and smiled to himself at his triumph.
"That... was... oh my god," Buffy said, still lying flat on her back, staring up at the ceiling as her chest heaved and glistened with sweat. She was pretty sure she was still seeing stars.
Spike smirked as he crawled cat-like up her body to lay flat on top of her, his raging hard on still rubbing against her thigh.
"No fair," she breathed as she brought her eyes down to meet his. "You didn't get to finish but I did..."
"Well I was going to stop half way through so I could fuck your pretty little brains out," he chuckled. "But since it was your first I wanted to do it right and proper."
She smirked back. "I don't think 'proper' is exactly the right word."
"Did you like it?" he asked as he placed lazy kisses on her collarbone.
Buffy smiled, still reveling in the feeling of it. "I did, and I like that you were the one to give it to me."
He quirked a brow. "Is that right?"
She chuckled. "Oh my god I almost pee'd my pants the first time I saw you. I kept telling myself no but I wanted you so bad. From the very beginning..."
Spike smiled, that weird feeling coursing through him again. "The feeling was mutual, pet. 'Cept I didn't tell myself no. Hell, I made you my bloody conquest."
Buffy smiled sweetly at him, not really knowing what to say to him, but after a few moments her sweet smile turned saucy and she began to run her thigh along his cock, loving the way his eyes drifted closed with a smile.
Suddenly regaining her strength she flipped them over so she was straddling him and instinctively his hands went strait to her hips.
"What was that you said about fucking my brains out?" she asked sweetly.
"I'm gonna..." he started, wagging his eyebrows but suddenly his face fell and he paled.
"What? What's wrong?" she asked, concerned.
Spike threw his head back in frustration. "I don't have any condoms. Wasn't exactly planning on-"
Buffy shook her head and smiled. "No worries. I'm on the pill," she said as she lowered herself slowly down on him, not wanting to wait any longer.
Spikes eyes rolled to the back of his head.
Bloody fucking hell... yes! I love this girl...
"You're bloody amazing, kitten," he choked out as her heat surrounded him, searing him.
Buffy threw her head back as she stopped to let herself adjust to his size.
Definitely way bigger than Riley...
He hissed in pleasure when she was finally able to go all the way down on him.
"So bloody tight... Buffy..."
Buffy continued to rise and fall on his cock as she adjusted and quickly got into a rhythm that was already fixing to send her over the edge.
Spike could already feel her inner walls fluttering around him. He wanted so badly to make her cum again but he was sure that if she got any tighter he would pop right away.
"Spike..." she gasped as he began to thrust upward.
Her head rolled over her shoulders as she came to rest her eyes on his. He had a facial expression of pure bliss.
"Spike..." she panted again as she felt herself start to spasm.
Spike opened his eyes to meet hers once again to look strait into her eyes. "Come on, kitten. Cum for me... please..."
That was all it took. Just hearing him call her kitten while looking at her with those dark, lust filled eyes was all she needed to really throw her over the edge.
Her world exploded around her and all she could see was Spike, everywhere.
As soon as he could feel her walls tighten around him he let himself go with a roar.
Neither of them had ever felt anything like it.
Spike was amazed. He'd never cum so hard or so easily for a girl before. With Buffy she barely had to do anything and he was a goner.
Buffy didn't know how she put up with Riley for so long. He was awful! Or maybe Spike was just amazing... She suspected it was both.
Finally she slumped forward to lay on his chest. The two of them were breathing so rapidly, not really able to say anything comprehendible.
After a few moments Buffy finally lifted her head to look at him.
He smiled back at her. "That was even better than I even thought it could be, luv, and I knew it would be pretty damn good."
"I had no idea I could feel this good..."
"Captain Cardboard not quite up to par, eh?"
"After this with you, I'm convinced he has no idea what he'd doing and I was just too dumb to realize it. He's the only other person I've ever..."
"Really?" Spike asked sounding rather surprised.
"Yeah..." Buffy said suddenly sounding annoyed. "What do you think I am, some kind of hoe?!"
Spike chuckled and stayed calm. He'd meant that more as a compliment. For someone who didn't have a lot of experience, she was good. "You're a minx... you seduced me."
Buffy calmed as her smile quickly returned. "Yeah well thats 'cause you're you. Before you came along I never even thought about leaving Riley."
This warmed Spike's heart. He had never been the guy to be able to pull the girl to him before. Usually the girl was being pulled away from him by some poof... like Riley.
Buffy noted his slight change of demeanor and grew a little sad.
"Spike, are you okay? You look a little... do you want me to go?"
Spikes eyebrows furrowed for a moment when he heard her say that. He never intended to make her feel like he wanted her to leave. Immediately his lips curled into a sneer and he shook his head. "Don't even think about it, kitten. I'm not finished with you yet."
Buffy smiled and squirmed. "Why, what ever are you going to do to me?"
TBC