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Chapter 18


Spike and Buffy barely made it through the door of her hotel room before his
lips were on hers again. Frantically pulling at her shirt and unzipping her
pants, Buffy worked equally as hard to unbutton his shirt. Finally
revealing the solid muscles of his torso, Buffy scratched her nails along
the exposed skin as Spike succeeded in peeling off her pants from her soaked
body. Giggling, Buffy grabbed his hand and gave it a jerk toward the
bedroom.

Spike walked a few steps behind her, enjoying the view that the white lace
thong was allowing him of her toned backside. Instead of heading to the
bed, Buffy veered off to the bathroom. Spike followed and watched
appreciatively as Buffy leaned into the shower stall and started the water.

Turning around, Buffy eagerly licked her lips at his exposed upper body
before motioning for him to come over to her. Spike arched one eyebrow and
smirked at her as he shed the rest of his clothes. By the time he was
finished, Buffy was already in the shower, letting the stream of water slide
down her body. Spike felt his erection grow even harder as he watched her
tilt her head back to soak her hair. Looking over at him, she smiled. “What?”

“Just wondering how you can look so adorable when rain is pouring over you
but unbelievably sexy when it’s a shower.”

“Maybe because I’m naked,” she said with a playful smile.

“Maybe,” he agreed, jumping into the shower and shutting the door behind him.
Pinning her against the wall, Spike trailed hot kisses down her neck and
back up until he reached her lips again. One hand slid around to the swell
of her butt as the other glided upward to gently squeeze her breast.
Breaking away from her lips, Spike looked down at her. “You know, after my
heartfelt profession of love, this isn’t exactly the location I pictured for this happening.”

“Oh come on, it’s a tradition,” she said, kissing his throat.

“Tradition?”

“Yep,” she said, jumping up to allow him to grab her thighs and pin her to
the side of the shower. “Every time something big happens, you end
up taking me against a wall.”

Spike smiled at the memory of his first time and then moaned as he felt
himself slip inside her warm depths. “You know, luv, you could give me a
little warning before you do that.”

“Where’s the fun in that?” she asked, moving in a slow rhythm.

“Won’t be much fun if it’s over before it starts,” he said breathlessly.

Buffy moaned as Spike began grinding against her, rapidly picking up the
pace. Holding onto his shoulders for leverage, Buffy pushed against him and
began to move more rapidly as he held onto her hips. After several long
minutes, Spike felt his climax approaching and frantically began pumping
himself into her body. Buffy felt as if she was shattering as she let out a
scream that sent Spike over the edge as well.

Coming down from their respective climaxes, Spike tightened his arms around
Buffy’s waist and held her against the wall with his forehead against her
shoulder.

“I love you, baby,” he whispered.

“I love you, too.”

Later that night, as they were lying in bed together, Spike was lazily
tracing patterns on her skin.

“You know, luv, you didn’t have to leave the state and try and get away from
me.”

Buffy laughed. “If that was my intention, it wouldn’t have worked. You
obviously would have found me anyway.”

Spike pulled her up to give her a soft kiss before pressing his forehead to
hers. “If I was blind, I’d see you.”

Buffy kissed him again and straddled his waist. “Up for round two?”

“You know it, baby,” he replied, arching an eyebrow.





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