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Chapter 16


”I’m in love with you,” Spike whispered again.

Buffy felt Spike lift her up and set her on his desk. She stare at him in amazement,
Watching as he held each side of her face, to trail kisses along her cheeks and forehead. “I want you
now, Buffy.”

Buffy kissed him passionately, not bothering to think as her fingers unbuttoned his shirt, slowly
revealing the smooth muscles of his chest. The kiss intensified as Buffy
dragged her nails over the ridges of his stomach. Spike rapidly stripped
off her sweater and bra, kissing his way down to her chest and latching onto
a nipple, smiling briefly as he felt Buffy arch her back and cry out at
the sensations he was causing. Twining her fingers through his hair, Spike
began unbuttoning her jeans and sliding them down her shapely legs, quickly
removing the rest of her clothes and shoes. Shedding his shirt, he pulled
Buffy against him, grinding the evidence of his arousal into her hot center.

“Please, Spike…I need you…please!”

Spike kissed her again as his hands sought out his wallet and extracted a
condom. Unbuttoning his pants but not bothering to remove them, Spike
quickly rolled on the condom and eased into her soft depths. Sheathing
himself fully inside her, both Buffy and Spike moaned at the contact.
Spike slipped his hands around and cupped her butt, pulling her fully onto
his length as her back arched.

Buffy wrapped her arms around his neck and strained to get closer to him,
frantically pushing herself onto his erection, wanting more. “Harder,
Spike.”

He felt his eyes roll back at the combination of her request and the
tightness of her inner muscles clamping onto him. Pumping into her harder
and with more passion, Spike sped up his thrusts, angling them upward.

Buffy felt her body begin to shake as Spike plunged with more emotion,
feeling himself begin to lose control. “Come for me, baby…let it go.”

Buffy pressed herself harder against him as she felt her climax approaching.
Screaming out her release at the sensations he was causing, Spike reached
in between them to softly finger the bundle of nerves. Before Buffy knew
what was happening, she was overwhelmed as wave after wave of pleasure
coursed through her body. She found herself laying down on the desk as Spike
thrust into her a few more times and quickly found his own release as he
let himself go.

Both lay panting on the hard surface for several long minutes as they tried
to catch their breath. Spike was the first to stand, disposing of the
condom and pulling his pants up, his back facing Buffy.

Buffy watched him for a moment before gathering her own clothes. Pulling
on her panties and jeans, Spike turned to face her as she put on her bra.
He noticed she wasn’t making eye contact.

“You okay, luv?”

“Fine,” she said abruptly.

“Buffy,” he said, trying to get her to look at him as she pulled her shirt
over her head. “What’s wrong?”

After a few moments, Spike took her chin in his hand. “What’s wrong, luv?”

“Is this the part where you run out again?” she asked quietly.

Understanding dawned on Spike as he stared at the young woman, guiltily. “No, pet.
I’m not leaving again.” Spike stepped forward and pulled her into his arms. “I promise.”

Buffy held onto him for several minutes, when she heard him speak. “Come with me tonight.”

“No, Spike. It’s a family thing. I don’t want to impose.”

“I wasn’t asking, luv,” he said with a playful smile. “Cordy will be there,
and Madison, her mom, is really nice. You’ll be completely at ease…please.”

Buffy giggled as Spike stuck his lip out in a mock pout. “Okay. I’ll go.”

Leaning forward, Buffy planted a soft kiss on his lips.

“Let’s get outta here, pet.”





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