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A/N This is the newest chapter since the site misbehaved. Another update tomorrow!

Chapter 15


The weeks passed, and life slowly returned to normal. Spike had thrown
Caitlyn a wonderful birthday party at the local pizza place and invited all of
her friends from the center. Gunn had also shown up, though he was there
as more of Fred’s date than Spike’s friend. Willow and Xander had also
showed up, even though they had decided they were better as friends. Willow
had gone on a few dates with a musician in a band, and Buffy introduced
Xander to Anya at the party. The two had immediately hit it off, though Anya
seemed to scare him a little at her frequent mention of a woman’s right to the
perfect orgasm.

It was now a few days after the party, and Spike was getting ready to
leave for the night as Buffy caught his hand.

“Stay,” she whispered.

“You sure, Buffy?”

“I’m sure, just stay with me. We’ve waited so long, and with everything
that’s happened…I’m ready to put the past behind me.”

Not giving him a chance to reply, Buffy softly kissed him. Spike’s
hands went up to her silky hair and threaded his fingers through it as he
deepened the kiss. They had waited a long time, Buffy feeling uncomfortable
with intimacy and Spike scared that he would hurt her. Now, as their tongues
met, tangling with each other, Spike lifted her into his arms and carried her up to her
bedroom, his mouth never leaving hers.

Shutting the door softly behind them, he laid Buffy down on the bed and
slowly began undressing her as she worked on the buttons of his shirt.

“I’ve missed you, Spike,” she whispered, trailing kisses down his muscled chest.

Spike felt his breath catch in his throat as he focused on her gentle
touches. “I’ve missed you, too, baby.”

Both successfully undressed, Spike edged up the length of her body, leaving
teasing kisses on her soft skin in his path. Reaching her lips, he became
more frantic and demanding, wondering how he had lived without the feel
of this woman for so long.

“Spike…stop,” she whispered.

The second the request was processed in his brain, Spike was off of
her. “Did I hurt you?”

“No,” she said with a gentle smile. “Can I be on top? It’s just…I’ll
feel better with more control.”

Spike smiled, grabbing her hips and pulling her to him as she giggled.
“Your wish is my command.”

Buffy giggled again as she leaned forward to give him a searing
kiss. Before Spike knew what was happening, he moaned as he felt himself
penetrate her hot passage. Buffy gave an answering moan as she began
moving slowly on top of him. Spike grabbed her hips, trying to think of
anything to keep his mind off the climax that was building. He felt like a
schoolboy again as Buffy’s pace picked up.

“Something wrong?” she whispered, never stopping her movements.

“No…just trying to hold off, is all.”

Buffy smiled as Spike opened his eyes. “And I think you’re enjoying my
problem a little too much.”

Buffy didn’t respond, just slid up the length of his shaft and arched her body
back onto it, throwing her head back with a moan. Spike felt his eyes roll
back at the vision before using her hips as leverage and pulling himself up
into a sitting position. Buffy gasped at the new angle and met his eyes,
leaning forward and kissing him frantically as her movements became more
irregular.

Spike pulled her to him roughly until he was fully sheathed inside of her again. Holding her in
place, he began to move as he kissed a trail down her jaw. Buffy
gasped as he released one hand and traced it upward until he was gently outlining
her nipple. As the kisses drew lower to the valley between her breasts, Spike used his other hand to extend
over her back, pulling her firmly against him as his lips found the other
nipple. Buffy frantically began to move her hips up and down as he quickened
his ministrations.

“Spike…I need you…I need…please…”

Spike abandoned his work to latch onto her hips again. “I know what you
need, luv. You need me…filling you.”

Buffy tossed her head back as she felt the tightening in her body begin
to unravel. “Spike!” The word was so frantic, Spike knew she was almost
there. Quickening his pace even more, he pulled her onto him even harder as
he thrust up to meet her. Reaching a hand up to cover her mouth a second
before she screamed her release as her body felt like she was exploding, Spike felt his own pleasure overtake
him as he pulsed deep inside of her.

Releasing his hold on her mouth, Spike moved a few more times, each time
enjoying the blissful aftershocks of their orgasms. Buffy slowly moved to his
side, collapsing against the pillows as Spike lay down next to her.

“That was…”

She trailed off as Spike watched her, a smile playing on his lips as his
hand snaked down to her legs.

“What’re you doing?”

“Well, since I didn’t even get a response, I figured I’d do this,” he
said, circling the little bundle of nerve endings and gently flicking it with
a finger.

“I can’t…it’s…it’s too much…” she whispered frantically.

“Just let it go, pet,” he whispered, nibbling seductively on her neck.
Buffy gasped as a long finger slipped inside her folds, arching her back at
the new sensations.

“Spike-“

“Let it go, baby.” Fusing his lips to hers, he smiled as she once again
began bucking wildly against his hand.

Breaking away after a moment, Spike looked at her expectantly.

“It was okay,” she said breathlessly with a little shrug. Spike raised
one eyebrow at her. “Well,” she said, grabbing onto his hardening
erection. “I just figured you can do even better the next time.”

With a smile, Spike rotated until he was on top of her, swiftly entering again.

“I think it’s going to be a long night, pet,” he said, moving with deep
thrusts and smiling as the woman beneath him visibly began to lose
control again.





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