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Over and Done With
Author: Pattyanne

Rating: NC-17
Summary: Angel comes to Sunnydale
and finds out about Buffy and Spike.


Part 3...

Watching the heat build in her lover's eyes,
Buffy smiled and fondled her breasts. Wetting
her fingers in her mouth, she rolled and pinched
the tight nipples between them.

Spike stared at her, stroking his erection. "Put
your hands under them," he ordered. "Lift them
a little."

She did as he asked, then pressed her breasts
together, creating a deeper cleavage.

"God, I love it when you do that," he said. "Makes me
want to lay my dick between them and fuck them."

Buffy felt a gush of wetness seep out of her at his
words. "Yeah? Where else do you want to put it?"

"Everywhere," he replied, licking his lips. "Your mouth,
your pussy, all over your beautiful body." He grinned
at her. "Put your hands between your legs."

She complied. "And...?"

"Play with your pussy...yeah, that's it...put your fingers
in it...fuck, yes." His voice sounded almost reverent.

Buffy parted her knees a little farther, moaning softly.

"Are you very wet?" he asked.

"Uh-huh...want to feel it?"

"I will," he said. "But, not yet. Right now...I want you
lie down and spread your legs."

"But I'll have to move my hand," she complained teasingly.

"Don't worry, you'll get it back. Come on, now."

Without another word, she stretched out next to him
and opened her legs. Spike moved down in the bed,
until he was kneeling in the open V of her legs.

Pushing his jeans down around his knees, he quickly
yanked his shirt off and tossed it away. "Keep doing it."

She moved her hands back down to play with her-
self, while watching him pump his hand up and down
his cock. The sight of what he was doing was beyond
erotic, and it was making her pant like a kitten in the
heat.

"Faster," he ordered her. "Fuck yourself."

She plunged her fingers in and out, rubbing her clit
with her thumb. Keeping her gaze locked on his hand
as he masturbated, she matched his rhythm.

"Come on, baby," he encouraged. "Do it...come for
me."

"But...but what about you?" she asked dazedly.

"Don't you worry about me," he said. "I've got
other plans for me."

Without breaking her rhythm, she said, "I hope
they include me, baby."

"Always."

Keeping her one hand moving at a steady pace,
Buffy raised the other to her breasts and continued
caressing them, pretending it was his hand on her
body.

"That's my girl," he grunted, rubbing himself a little
harder. "You know what you like, don't you?"

"Mm-hmm."

"God...you're so wet. I can see it running down
the inside of your thighs...so fucking juicy."

"Spike..." she panted.

"So wet and hot...are your fingers all sticky?"

"....yes...oh, yes...."

"You want to come?"

"Yes...I..."

"Harder then...faster. Pretend it's my cock inside
you...sliding in and out...can you feel it?"

She nodded. "I...I feel...you..."

"Good girl...my sweet little girl...keep playing with
your tits...don't stop now."

The world around her suddenly shattered, and
her body lunged up from the bed as a violent
orgasm thundered through her.

Spike watched avidly. He enjoyed nothing better
than the look on her face when she came, and the
content that dropped over her features when it had
played itself out.

But his own situation was becoming almost
painful. His erection felt like a steel bar, and if
he didn't get some relief soon, he'd surely die.

Buffy could see it, and she held out her arms to
him. "Now, YOU fuck me," she said, inviting him
into her body.

Spike fell forward into her embrace. Without even
trying, he aligned himself at the exact place he
needed to be and slammed his hips down and
his cock in.

Buffy sucked in a ragged breath. No matter how many
times they made love, in whatever position or location
they chose, there was something very special about
the feeling of his body lying on top of hers, in the bed
they shared every night.

She felt complete as a woman at those times, taking
and being taken, giving and receiving...and loving more
than she'd ever dreamed possible.

His hips rose and fell as he worked over her. With
his face buried against the side of her neck, all she
could hear were the soft grunts and groans of
pleasure coming from him.

It made her heart swell to know that she was the
woman who could bring him to this state. The beau-
tiful, other worldly creature in her arms belonged only
to her, and there was nothing she wouldn't do for him.

He was thrusting fast and deep, whispering words
of love and lust directly into her ear.

"Baby, baby, baby," he moaned. "Feels so good...so
bloody wonderful...make it tighter...oh, fuck yes...
more...a little more...mmmm...you're mine, Buffy...
you're all mine...."

Planting her feet flat on the mattress, she raised her
hips and met each thrust, releasing a soft cry every
time he rammed himself inside of her.

When he changed his rhythm and moved his pelvis
from side to side, she nearly screamed at the renewed
sensations as he touched places inside of her that
no other man ever had.

"Ahh...ahh, God...fucking hell...I'm...I'm gonna come,
baby...you're making me come...so hard..."

"Do it," she implored. "Please, baby...do it to me..."

"Buffy...."

"Yes...."

"I'm...I'm so close..."

"Come on...I want you to..."

"Baby..."

"Now?"

"Yes...yes...now...now...NOW...NOW...AHHH!!"

"Spike...."

She dug her nails into his rear, making him stay
completely still as he emptied every drop of his
semen into her willing body. She could feel it spewing
into her, his cock spasming as it ejaculated.

"Oh...oh...bloody hell...that was...that was just...."

"Amazing?" she asked, hugging him fiercely.

"Beyond amazing, love. Phenomenal, I'd say."

"I love you."

"Love you, too, kitten. Love you, too...."


~~~~~

Leaning against a tree on the opposite side of the
street, Angel watched as the light was turned out
in the upstairs bedroom of Buffy's house.

As he stood there, he couldn't help wondering why
his life had gone so wrong, and Spike's was going so
right.

He was so deeply immersed in his brooding thoughts
that he nearly missed the sound of a door opening and
closing. Looking up, he saw his demon spawn crossing
the street and heading straight for him.

"What the fuck are YOU doing here, Angel?"




TBC.....
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