Spike could smell her a mile off. He knew Buffy had been standing out the front of his crypt for about ten minutes now, pacing and mumbling to herself. No doubt she debating on whether to burst inside and fuck him or leave and go home, frustrated. He had watched her patrol for most of the night, getting hot just watching the way she moved. He wanted her bad but there was no way he was going to beg. Not Spike. He was the Big Bad. Even if he did have that damn chip embedded in his head.

As predicted, the door suddenly burst open. Spike chuckled lightly as she stood there in the doorway. Legs slightly apart, trying to look angry at him. He could tell her panties were soaked at just the thought of his hard cold cock fucking her hot hole. Still she tried to put on the act. As she always did.

“Spike!” She barked at him.

“What is it kitten?” He opened his eyes innocently. He knew the game all too well.

“You know exactly what Spike! I told you to..”

“You told me what Luv? To not have a good time? Coz I won those kittens fair and square tonight just so you know.”

“Liar.” She hissed.

“Ask anyone. Won them. Fair. And. Square.” Buffy just glared at him. Her arousal filled the room now and it was starting to make Spike’s head a little giddy.

“Now if you will excuse me, I’m going to bed.” He moved to the ladder. Smirking he looked back up at the slayer.

“And if you must know, I gave all the kittens to the local pound. Check if you want. Night.” He swiftly swung himself down the ladder. Landing at the bottom he looked up expectantly, seeing Buffy standing above him.

*Damn she smells so sweet*

“Can I help you?” He knew better then to simply invite her down. Had to play the game.

“You didn’t even keep one?”

“Not even one.” Buffy looked down at him thoughtful for a minute.

“I don’t believe you.”

“Whatever Slayer. I’m going to bed. Feel free to inspect the place.” With that Spike walked over to his bed, slipped off his pants and slid under the sheet. He knew this was how she liked him. She was never one for formalities. He heard her slide down the ladder and land on the floor with a light thud. Spike tried to relax himself, he could really feel the pressure building already. He inhaled deeply, taking in her beautiful smell. Suddenly, he was on his back with a pissed off slayer straddling him. A pissed off but horny slayer.

“Alright Spike. Where did you hide them?!” Her face was inches from his now and he could feel her hot breath on his cheek.

“I told you I didn’t…” He was cut off as Buffy crushed her lips to his, smouldering his mouth with her hot tongue. The game was over now.

Hastily, Spike removed her shirt which he tossed to the floor. He let his hands roam around on her soft flesh briefly before he undid her bra and it too was tossed to the floor. Between kisses Buffy was delightfully grinding her wet groin into Spike’s naked cock, making him harder then ever. He let out a stifled moan as she ground herself into him again. Cupping her breasts in his hands he played with them, first running his fingers lightly over the nipples before pinching the tiny pink nubs, making them go hard. She moaned into his mouth and he felt her gush against his cock. The pants had to go.

Flipping her onto her back, Buffy let out a surprised squeak at the movement. It was soon replaced by moans when Spike broke their kiss and trailed his warmed mouth down her neck and then to her left nipple. He sucked it in gently, teasing it, making it rock hard before moving to the right and doing the same. Every sense on Buffy was tingling; waves seem to be washing though her but she didn’t want it to stop. His cooled mouth now moved south bound. She literally purred as he put his nose to her crouch and inhaled her sent before pulling her pants, undies and shoes all off in what seemed one swift motion. She lay before him, naked and quivering. Waiting.

Spike let the tip of his finger run down Buffy’s smooth slit, slightly nudging her already swollen clit. She jumped at the touch and he knew he had to give her more. It would be a waste if he didn’t. He wanted to taste her. Letting his finger slide downwards he let it travel down into her wetness, into her beautiful hot pink mound. She moaned again and he knew his name was already on her lips. He saw that her eyes were half closed in pure pleasure and her blonde hair was spilled all over the pillow behind her. Fuck, she looked so hot! Dipping his head down, he pushed a finger inside her while letting his tongue flicker over her outer lips. She moaned again, widening her legs to him. Inviting him to stay. Slowly he pumped his finger in and out while lapping at her sweet nectar and occasionally nipping at her swollen nub. Always slow deliberate strokes. He knew it drove her mad with need.

“Please…Spike…more…” Her voice came out in shortened pants now, making Spike’s cock harden more again if it were possible. It was close to hurting. Slipping another finger in her heated hole Buffy moaned loudly and Spike sucked her clit into his mouth, slurping on it loudly, fucking her with his fingers. Soon he felt her inner muscles flutter around his fingers as he pumped them into her and she shook as her first orgasm took over her. Sucking in her clit into his mouth, he let his tongue assault it as Buffy screamed his name. She raised her hips to Spike’s mouth, pushing her self onto him. Still she shook and still her muscles fluttered around his two fingers deep inside her.

Spike’s nostrils were filled with Buffy’s scent and more then anything he wanted to bury himself into her heated centre. He let her clit fall from his mouth and looked up over her. She was truly a vision he realised. Her breasts jiggled slightly at her ragged breath and her eyes were closed, a small smile playing on the tips of her mouth. He could feel her quivers lessen now, her orgasm drawing to a close. As the last final shutter coursed though her, Spike pulled his fingers out of her. Buffy’s eyes flew open in protest but were then crossed with a look of awe when Spike placed the two scented fingers into his mouth and licked them clean, moaning softly as he did so.

It was the first time he had ever done that. It was so sensual and sexy at the same time Buffy realised. She could feel herself getting hot all over again. She could see he was totally wrapped up in it and she let a hand snake down to her lower lips, lightly playing with herself. She tried to stifle a moan as she rubbed her clit but failed. Spike’s gaze snapped back to her, a smile on his lips at the sight before him.

“Sorry luv, didn’t mean to leave you unattended.” He didn’t leave room for her to respond, instead he crushed his lips to hers and she could taste herself on him. She rubbed herself harder as their kiss deepened. Who knew such simple delights could be so provoking.

From the previous chapter…..

“Sorry luv, didn’t mean to leave you unattended.” He didn’t leave room for her to respond, instead he crushed his lips to hers and she could taste herself on him. She rubbed herself harder as their kiss deepened. Who knew such simple delights could be so provoking.

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Gently Spike lowered himself closer to Buffy. He could already feel her hot little body squirming underneath him at her own touch. His cock throbbed for her and all he could think about is being deep inside her. He playfully let the tip of his cock graze the outside of her lower lips and she gasped though anticipation. Pulling himself from her mouth, he gazed down at her, drinking in the sight before him. Her hair was still sprawled over the pillow as before but her eyes were now closed and her cheeks flushed. Spike pushed is cock softly just so the tip was enclosed by her soft pinkness. It took all of his strength not to come right then and there. Her heat was astonishing. Still Buffy’s fingers worked at her clit but at a slower pace now. She could feel her second orgasm building already and Spike hadn’t even fucked her yet.

As the tip of Spike’s cock throbbed against her moistened folds, Buffy pushed her hips upwards urging him to enter her. The need was almost over bearing. Spike seemed to be hesitating for some reason though. Buffy opened her eyes to look at the vampire. His face looked strained, conflicted some how.

“Spike.” He looked at her, his blue eyes soft and loving but still the conflict remained.

“Please Spike.” She pushed her hips up to him again, begging for him to enter her. Almost instantly the look of confusion disappeared and he complied with her wish. Spike pushed himself slowing into her hot waiting hole, the heat enveloping him as he did so.

*Fuck, this feels like heaven.*

Buffy gasped as Spike eased his cock into her, she could feel him filling her, stretching her. Soon, she could feel Spike’s torso against her mound. Moaning, Buffy closed her eyes and rubbed herself a little faster, the sensation sending waves of pure bliss right down to her very core. Spike looked down at the slayer. She was so unbelievably hot with his cock up her hole and rubbing herself so lustfully. After what seemed an eternity, Spike pulled himself almost completely out before pushing back into her with slow, deliberate strokes. Buffy started moaning again, her hand furiously teasing her nub, her own hips trying to thrash against his own. Still, he kept his strokes quite deliberate and slow, drawing out not only his own pleasure but hers as well.

“Spike…please.” Buffy panted out. He knew what she wanted; he could feel her orgasm building. Finally giving into her, he shifted her legs from the bed to her feet resting on his shoulders. The move made Buffy squeal with delight. The new position allowed Spike to thrust into Buffy deeper. Subconsciously, Buffy let her knees bow outwards to allow better access for herself. Moaning again, she felt Spike fasten his pace which only urged her to rub herself harder and faster. She could feel her inner muscles start to tighten around his cock and she knew she was about to come again.

“That’s it luv, come for me.” Spike’s voice came out in a passionate growl which sent Buffy spiralling over the edge. She came again, screaming Spike’s name, her muscles sucking on Spike’s cock and once again, he fought the urge to come. Shuttering against him, Spike let her ride out her orgasm, her body going limp as she came down off her high. Lowering her legs gently back to the bed, all he could do was smile at her softly.

Buffy gave a small whimper as Spike withdrew himself from her heat. He was on the verge of exploding and he wasn’t quite willing to let go of her just yet. Some how when she was around everything felt right, normal if that was possible. Even if she was just using him. He lowered his tongue down to her mound, lightly brushing her hand away. He then licked her from the tip of her slit to the bottom, letting his cool tongue wriggle teasingly in her hole. Spike heard Buffy swear something rather un-lady like so he decided to do it again. He knew it would annoy the hell out of her but at the same time make her as hot as hell itself. He lifted his tongue to her swollen nub and suckled it for a moment before running his tongue back down her slit. She was wriggling beneath him now, desperately trying to get him to do more to her.

Spike ran his fingers lightly up over Buffy’s sides, the sensation he knew would send shivers to her core. In acknowledgement she moaned and Spike let his fingers run down to her bottom where he cupped her cheeks in his hands. He let his tongue playfully flicker her nub which was driving her crazy. Giving her buns a squeeze he moved his head away from her mound before flipping her over onto her stomach, her fine arse now pointing into the air. He pulled Buffy’s knees up so they were underneath her, the smell of her quim was making his head swoon. Running his hands over her arse once more he moaned in anticipation before getting onto his knees. Holding his cock with one hand and guided it to her steaming waiting hole. Promising he wasn’t going to hold back on her this time, he rammed his cock into her right up to the hilt, a smile playing on her lips as he heard Buffy cry out ‘Oh God’ and her heat enveloped his cock once more.

Grasping her hips with his hands Spike begun to pump his hard cock into her, the different position he realised was making him make a delightful slapping noise and he could feel his balls slapping on Buffy’s wet slit. He felt Buffy shift underneath him, pushing herself deeper into the bed as he pounded into her.

“Faster.” Buffy panted out. She could feel her orgasm building once again. The sensation of his cold cock fucking her senseless was nothing short of amazing. Spike, responding to her panted plea and pumped his cock into her faster. Buffy squealed in delight as she felt his ball sack pound faster onto her nub and the fact that Spike’s cock seem to be hitting that special spot every time he thrusted into her. She could feel her orgasm getting closer and she pushed back onto Spike, willing him to make her come.

Spike could feel Buffy’s inner muscles start to tighten and he knew that he was close too. Roughly he moved one of his hands down to in between her legs and rubbed her clit almost painfully, willing for those muscles to spasm around his cock. It wasn’t until he accidentally ran his thumb down her arse crack that he felt that familiar flutter. The feeling was strong, intense and he did it again just to see if he wasn’t imagining things. Getting the same pre come flutter he pressed his thumb firmly to her puckered hole and he felt the slayer howl in release. The feeling of her coming was so intense he felt himself come as well. Hard and violently. Buffy shook underneath him, her moans now muffled because she had buried her head in the pillow. Feeling the last of his strength drain from him as those perfect slayer pussy muscles sucked it out; he withdrew himself and collapsed on the bed beside her.

“Fuck woman.” Was all he was able to utter. Buffy allowed her body to collapse to the bed, resting a moment before the reality of the situation hit her. She had done it again. Hastily, she got off the bed and gathered her clothes putting them on as fast as she could. Glaring at Spike hatefully she pulled on her boots before climbing up the ladder and disappearing out of sight. It was almost morning Spike knew so he didn’t even bother to follow her. He heard the door of the crypt slam shut and he smiled.

He liked playing this game.