“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.
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.