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Chapter 15 – Letting Loose


“Look out the window, love,” Spike said from his seat, his eyes closed as he tried to get some rest before they landed.

Leaning over slightly, Buffy looked out to see the bright lights below her. Staring for a few more moments, she turned to Spike, a slight smile on her face. “Vegas? You brought me to Vegas?”

“Viva Las Vegas,” he said, shifting in his seat, never looking at her.

“If you’re so tired, then why are we on a plane right now?” she asked, letting her head roll back against the seat.

Finally opening his eyes, Spike turned to look at her, offering her a smile. “Because it will be fun, Goldilocks.”

* * * * *

“I won!” Buffy squealed, spinning around and feeling herself immediately wrapped in Spike’s strong arms. “Oh my God, that’s like three in a row, and I never win,” she said, pulling back to give him a bright smile.

“Didn’t I tell you that you’d have fun?” he said, tenderly brushing the hair away from her face.

“You were right,” she said, pressing a quick kiss to his lips before turning back to the table.

Picking up the dice, she gave Spike another smile before rolling them.

“Seven!”

Buffy laughed in disbelief, turning toward Spike, who was waiting to give her another hug, obviously enjoying the fact that she was winning just as much as Buffy herself.

Glancing across the room, Spike took a deep breath, seeing the man give him a slight nod. “Be back in a minute, lamb,” he whispered, brushing a kiss to her cheek before walking away, never looking at her.

Buffy watched in confusion as Spike crossed the casino, meeting up with an attractive man and walking toward a door that was heavily guarded.

“Miss?”

Finally hearing the voice, she turned back to the table.

“Would you like to play again?”

“Um…no,” she said, shaking her head. “I think I’ll just cash out.”

Walking through the casino a few minutes later, Buffy was growing restless. Irritably looking at the imposing door every few seconds, her nerves were on edge.

‘What’s he planning?’

“Miss Summers?”

Turning at the sound of her name, she raised an eyebrow when she saw the man Spike had been talking to.

“My name is Charles Gunn. Mr. Reed is currently going to have to stay a little longer in a business meeting, and he asked me to watch after you.”

“Business meeting?” she repeated skeptically. “It’s almost three in the morning.”

“Clocks have no meaning in Vegas,” he said with an easy smile.

“Well, Mr. Gunn-”

“Just Gunn,” he interrupted.

“Well, Gunn...why don’t you go back and tell your employer that I’ll be fine on my own?”

Walking away before he could say another word, Buffy made her way through the casino. Entering the lobby of the Bellagio a few minutes later, she turned around to make sure Gunn wasn’t following her.

Taking a deep breath to calm herself, she pressed her palms to her forehead. She didn’t know if she was more frustrated with Spike for doing something underhanded while she was with him, or at herself for not being smart enough to figure out what it was.

Trying to clear her head, she walked through the huge lobby and out of the hotel. She had been so amazed by all of the lights when they showed up that she hadn’t paid much attention to the famous Fountains of Bellagio.

Listening to the whimsical music that floated toward her as the choreographed lights and sounds began playing in the distance, Buffy stepped up to the railing, mesmerized by the show in front of her.

Watching for a moment, her eyes widened at the spectacle.

“Oh wow,” Buffy breathed, her eyes wide as she stared at the streams of water. Watching the remainder of the current show, she stayed where she was, amazed when another show started a few minutes later.

She briefly closed her eyes when she felt Spike wrap his arms around her waist, letting his chin rest on her shoulder. “Thought you had abandoned me,” she murmured, not willing to start a fight with such a beautiful sight in front of her.

“As if I could,” he replied, his breath tickling her throat.

“I thought you were going to be a while,” she said, turning to glance at him.

“Gunn told me you seemed upset,” he said, staring at the fountains.

“Not upset,” she replied, leaning against him. “Just don’t really feel like being left alone in a place I’m unfamiliar with, that’s all.”

“Sorry, pet,” he said. “Couldn’t be helped.”

Glancing back at him, she slowly relaxed, forcing herself to forget about what had transpired between Spike and whoever he was meeting. Buffy turned to wrap her arms around his waist, resting her head against his chest. Breathing a sigh when he pulled her closer, she snuggled more securely against him.

Watching the remainder of the show in comfortable silence, Buffy waited until the last of the mist faded away before reluctantly pulling back.

“Thanks for this, William,” she whispered, looking up at him with an unreadable expression, watching a smile spread on his face that she called him by his actual name. “It was a fun night.”

“Not jetlagged, are you?” he asked with a smile, leading her toward the doorway of the Bellagio.

“From a flight that short? No,” she said with a smile that soon faded when she realized they were going back into the famous hotel/casino. “Where are we going?” she asked, turning to look at him.

Pulling her even closer, Spike nuzzled her neck, sending a shiver racing down her spine. “I got us a hotel room,” he said, kissing along her throat. “Stay with me,” he whispered, pulling back to brush his lips against hers in a tender kiss. “Please,” he continued, seeing the indecision on her face.

Biting her lip as she looked at the imposing building, Buffy turned back to him, seeing his expressive eyes pleading with her.

Kissing him softly, she let the tenderness escalate until she pulled away, gasping for air. Pushing everything that should have been important to the back of her mind, she leaned close to whisper, “Take me to bed, Spike.”

* * * * *

The two barely made it into the hotel room before they began tearing each other’s clothes off. Eagerly kissing every inch of exposed skin, Buffy barely had a chance to admire Spike’s muscular chest before she was lifted into his arms. Feeling the cool wall against the bare skin of her back, she arched toward Spike, seeing the satisfied smile on his face at the effect he was having on her.

Divesting each other of the remainder of their clothes, their eyes met in silent understanding. Buffy gently brushed her lips against his, seconds before crying out when he thrust into her.

Seeing Spike pull back to stare at her for a moment, she took a deep breath, hesitantly moving against him.

Spike quickly gained control, pushing her more forcefully against the wall, setting a furious pace that Buffy eagerly matched. Plunging into her, he felt her inner walls clutching at his cock, begging for release. Slipping his hand between them, he gently circled her clit before putting more pressure against it until she was screaming out her climax.

Relaxing against him, Buffy was vaguely aware that Spike was walking through the huge suite, toward the bedroom. Breathing deeply when she felt him gently lower her to the bed, Buffy tightened her hold on him, reluctant to let him go.

Spike moaned when her hips arched toward his, allowing his hand to slip around to the small of her back, holding her close to him. Gently thrusting into her, he nearly lost control when she began to move against him more rapidly. Spike was soon pounding into her, seeking his own release.

Crying out when he grinded his hips against her clit, Buffy found herself falling over the edge for the second time that night, clutching at him as she rode out her orgasm. Breathing heavily when Spike climaxed, she relaxed against the bed, shivering when his lips found the pulse point of her throat, sending chills racing through her body.

“Amazing,” Spike said in a husky voice. “You’re amazing.”

“I was just going to say the same thing,” she replied with a breathless laugh, immediately following him when Spike began to roll away from her. Snuggling into his side, Buffy’s eyes nearly snapped open when she felt his fingers trail along her stomach before traveling lower, stroking her until she was nearly mindless with need once again.

It was going to be a long night.




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