Love Hurts

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Chapter Ten


Lindsay drove up to the gates and announced his arrival to the speaker system, then waited as the gates swung open. He put the car back in gear and drove down the driveway and up to the front steps. He got out and raised his sunglasses from his eyes, whistling at the imposing impression the mansion made. A valet stood waiting and so Lindsay threw the keys at him without saying a word. The doorman opened the front door for him and when Lindsay gave his name, false of course, the doorman sent him to Angels office.

Without knocking Lindsay walked in. Angel stood from behind his desk and offered his hand out to shake. Lindsay ignored it and immediately sat in the chair on the opposite side of the desk to Angel, ignoring the narrowed and hardened eyes that now stared at him. Lindsay bent at the waist and bought the briefcase into view before putting it onto the desk in front of him.

"Straight down to business.I like that, " Angel said. "Brandy? "
"No. Thanks all the same.I wouldn't want anything to ruin tonight. Not after paying a substantial amount for it. "
"Quite. " Angel answered.
" As I said on the phone, I'll pay you fifty thousand for your best girl for a full night. If I am satisfied I will do business with you on a regular basis. If not, then I shall take that business elsewhere. "

Angel bristled at the arrogant and outspoken man that sat in front of him, but swallowed down his temper, for now anyway. In a friendly voice he answered Lindsay, "I assure you Mr Morcombe my girls are the best. The one that be your company tonight happens to be the best of the best. I have never known a client come away from Buffy unsatisfied and all of them return. "

Lindsay frowned, feigning his amusement as he asked, "Buffy? That is an unusual name. "
"Her unusual name makes her unique and she is certainly that. She is truly one of a kind. " She certainly is Lindsay thought. "We have a few things that I ask all of our new clients. Just standard practice here. I'm sure you understand, " Angel smiled, trying to reassure Lindsay. It didn't work. "Firstly, I have my girls here checked and always show the doctors certificate to prove that they are clean. "

He handed Lindsay Buffy's sheet which Lindsay glanced at nonchalantly before handing it back. "Look Mr. O'Connor, this is all very well, I'm impressed so far, but all of this is taking up my valuable time. Time I could be using to have a little fun with ... Buffy. I'm not paying fifty grand to sit in your stuffy office and look at what I guess is your wives photograph. "

Angels eyes narrowed again and his jaw set firm. His face softened though when Lindsay opened the briefcase and spun it around to face Angel. "Of course not, Mr. Morcombe. Let me show you to Buffy's room. " Angel stepped around the desk and escorted Lindsay out of his office and up the marble staircase and along the hall to Buffy's room. Once they were outside her doors, Angel held out his hand again and shook Lindsay's, "I hope that you enjoy your evening. " Angel knocked loudly on the double doors.

Buffy heard Angel coming and panic gripped her, her hands grew wet and her heart rate rose. When Angel knocked , Buffy blew a stray strand of hair from her face and dried her hands on her red silk robe. She opened the door and then stood aside , allowing the men to enter. Angel stood beside her, wrapping an arm around her waist. Lindsay walked to the center of the room and took a good look around, before turning back to Buffy and Angel.

" All we ask our clients is that they respect my girls and while we have no rules as such, we do ask that you do not mark them in any way. If I find that you have hurt her or marked her then we have the right to charge more as the girl won't be able to work until she has healed. Is that clear? " Angel said.

Lindsay nodded.

"Show Mr. Morcombe what his money is buying for the night. " Slowly Buffy pulled the tie on the robe she wore and slid the red silk off her shoulders, letting it drop and pool around her feet. Confidently Buffy turned to give Lindsay the full view of her body. Her red silk and lace camisole showed her breasts and curves off and the matching panties left nothing to the imagination. Both Angel and Lindsay were instantly hard.

"Well, I shall leave you both . Have a good night, " Angel smiled and left the room in search of Faith. He needed a hard fuck now that he had seen 'his girl' in that barely there set.


Lindsay cleared his throat and moved towards Buffy, unsure of what to do or what was going to happen now.

"I'm sorry about that. Angel does like his clients to view us before he leaves the room, he likes to know that you like your choice. He's big on ceremony. " Buffy glanced down at his visible problem, "Would you like me to take care of that for you? "

"If you could just put on the robe, I'll be fine, " he swallowed hard as Buffy bent to retrieve said robe from the floor, giving him a view of her ass.Lindsay almost changed his mind.
"It's best that you get undressed and get under the covers, " at his confused look she continued, " In case Angel comes back. "
"Is he likely to? " Lindsay asked
"Angel has men that patrol the halls .If they hear any noise , or nothing at all, he might. "

Again Lindsay swallowed hard.He was still in a state of arousal and the thought of getting into bed, naked with Buffy only made it worse. Buffy smiled sweetly , understanding his embarrassment at his predicament. Still, Lindsay removed his clothes until he was sat on the edge of the bed in nothing but his boxer shorts. His erection strained against the material and he tried to lean forward and cover it with his arms in his lap. It was obvious he was way outside his comfort zone. Buffy felt bad for putting him in this situation, for dragging him into her world.

"Do you mind if I ask you a personal question? "
"No, " he answered huskily.
"Do you have a girlfriend? "
"No. Business is busy and rarely leaves me with time to have a social life. "
"So.. when was the last time you had sex? "

Lindsay closed his eyes briefly before opening them and telling her that it had been a while. Buffy walked to the bed and stood in front of him, her legs between his. Her hand cupped his cheek while the other ran through his thick brown hair. " Anything that happens between us in this room will remain that way, between us. " Lindsay leaned into her touch and rubbed his cheek against the silk of her top that covered her soft stomach. It was intimate and it was something that Lindsay had been starved of for so long. One of his hands slipped around her hip and ran up her back to hold her against him while the other took a slow path up her thigh.

Her skin reacted and goose flesh rose in the wake of his fingers. Her eyes closed and her head fell back as his fingers grazed against her pussy before joining his other hand at her back and disappeared under her chemise. Her hands clutched at his shoulders as she felt his cool lips leave open mouthed kisses to her stomach and hips, his hands were now running along the top edge of her lace panties, eager to pull them off. Buffy stepped out of them as they fell to her ankles.

"I can't believe we are going to do this Buffy, are you sure? " Lindsay looked up at her and their eyes met. "I don't want to take advantage of you like this. "
"You won't be, trust me. "


Lindsay nodded and pulled her down to his lap, her legs either side of his and kissed her slowly. When Buffy pulled away she whispered to him, asking him to take off his remaining item of clothing and to sit at the top of the bed.He did. Buffy crawled her way up the bed and kneeled between his thighs. It was now that she took the chemise off and leaned forward to capture his lips.Her hand cupped his balls and then gripped his cock tightly, slowly stroking him. Lindsay moaned as Buffy quickened her ministrations and kissed up his chest.Once she was at eye level with him she positioned him at her entrance and sunk down, taking in every inch of his cock. He wasn't small and while she hated comparisons , she couldn't help noticing that he filled her more than Angel. It felt good.

Lindsay sat up and wrapped his arms around her, kissed her neck and chest as he met her movements with his own, forcing her down harder as he neared climax. Her internal muscles grew tight around his cock and Buffy cried out her release, pulling Lindsay over with her.

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Faith rose off of Angel and slumped beside him.She reached for her cigarettes and lit one, blowing out hard. "So Blondies doing a newbie? What is he like? "
"Early thirties, Texan, Rich and average looking.Possibly married to the prom queen of his dreams and has a ranch all set up ready for his early retirement. "
"Someone's bitter. It's not good to get bent over someone fucking her when you have just fucked me. "

Angel laughed, "Listen Faith, the only time I fuck you is when 'Blondie' as you call her, has got me hard and she's not available. "
Faith fumed and got out of the bed, she pulled on her top and shorts , turning back to face Angel again, "Get out and don't come back! "

Angel got up from the bed ,still laughing at her outburst and shrugged on his shirt. "You know why you're not as good as her? It's because she isn't in it for herself and she's not a cold bitch. " He left her room and passed Buffy's on his way to his office. He heard the string of curses and moans that left the mans mouth and smiled.His girl was worth all the trouble he went through to get her. As Angel walked away, he heard Lindsay cry out as he came.

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Alex Morgan packed away his files and switched off his desk lamp before leaving his office. He just had one more stop to make before he headed home. He entered Lindsay's office , surprised to see him not there, and dropped the case file onto his desk. His eyes fell on the note pad that was left beside the phone. Seeing the name written there stirred up a recollection , Buffy .... where had he seen or heard of a Buffy before? Shrugging , Alex left the office and made his way to his car. He glanced at the clock on his dashboard and decided to join his friends for a drink at the local bar. He knew that they would still be there , it being their nightly ritual after work.

He walked into the bar and saw them at the usual large table at the back of the bar, near the poll tables. He made his way to them, on seeing him enter, most of his colleagues raised their glasses and cheered. Another pitcher of beer arrived at the table and Alex poured himself a glass.

"Late tonight aren't you? What's up? That bitch you work for give you a decent case for once? " John asked. John was a freelance detective that often worked on cases for Morgan.
"No, just the usual shit , but it pays . And that bitch is my mother. "
"You still admit she's a bitch though? " John replied , causing them all to laugh, including Alex.

Alex sat on a chair that he had pulled over from another table and raised his glass , "To the bitch. " Causing more laughter. Conversation soon settled down , most discussing cases between themselves and Alex joined in here and there. When Paul, another lawyer asked where Lindsay was, Alex said he thought he had a date .

"You mean he's cheating on his hand with an actual girl? " John joked.
"Not sure but he had a girls name and a time written on his jotter, saw it myself. "
"You sure it's not a client? " William asked.
"Nah, he writes those in his diary. "
William swallowed the last of his beer, then asked, "So what's the birds name? "
"Buffy. "

William froze, his drink caught in the air between the table and his lips. He swallowed hard and almost dropped his beer. Conversations around the table died off as everyone watched William . He put his beer down on the table and went to the gents toilet.

"If that was some sort of prank then it was in bad taste, " John snapped.
"It wasn't.I forgot about him, okay! I saw the name ,I knew it was familiar, just not why until now. "

John patted Alex's shoulder. " You best go and see if he's okay and tell him what you told us. " Alex nodded and went into the toilets.William was leaning on the sink counter , his face wet from being doused in cold water.

"Just give me a moment.... "
"I'm sorry. I didn't think. I knew the name rang some bells , just not why. "
"So, it's not just you being an insensitive wanker then? "
"No, Lindsay's definitely meeting a girl called Buffy. "

William gripped the counter harder, "Can't be her, can it? He'd have killed her like he did her parents. "
"I don't know.I wish I did. Why don't you come back and have another beer? "
"Yeah ... in a minute "
"Okay, well I'm going back, just don't be too long. "

William nodded but stared into the mirror. He heard the door squeak shut and then he let out a deep sigh. He knew it was her, deep down inside of him something told him it was his Buffy. He knew. Tomorrow , he would ask Lindsay for the truth.Visions of his past flashed through his memory....

' He woke to a bright light, hurting his eyes until he tried to raise his arm to cover them. The constant beeping from his right was already annoying him.With blurred sight , he looked around , taking note of the I.V's and bandages on his arms and chest. He tried to push himself up and hissed at the pain that shot through his back and shoulder. That pain bought back the memory.. He'd been shot.

"Buffy! " he yelled as he struggled to get up and then out of bed. The alarm on the IV monitor went off and a nurse came running in.
"Please sir, will you calm down and get back into bed. "
"Can't have to find Buffy. She's out there and he got her, oh god... you have to tell the police. "

The nurse pressed the call button and hoped that she could stop him from leaving before help came. She was in luck and after a brief struggle, they sedated Spike and got him back into his bed. Even in his sleep he cried out for Buffy and sobbed for her.

Once he was released from hospital Spike had nowhere to go. He found a nice apartment and paid for it with the money that he and Buffy had gotten for their escape. He had enough to pay his way through law school. When he finally graduated, he applied to Summers, Morgan and McDonald , knowing that Buffy's father was or had been the senior partner/ founder of the company. In a small way, Spike felt close to her . He took cases similar to theirs and helped people who had suffered the way she had. '


Now he was in the gents , in a bar , in front of a mirror and having some kind of 'episode' because there was a chance that Buffy was still alive. Questions bombarded his already overwhelmed mind and he broke down. Spike splashed his face with some more cold water and dried his face before returning back to the table. He made his apologies to the group who stared at him, waiting for his reaction , grabbed his coat and car keys and left.

His drive home was silent, his usual loud music was turned off as he drove across town.
If his Buffy was alive, he would find her