What Was I Thinking!?!
Chapter 17
The hallway grew quiet as
Buffy turned the corner. She was used to it by now. It had been that way since
she appeared on campus that morning. The rumor mill was well and alive in
spreading his lies long before the first day back at school.
The stares directed her way
were above obvious. Some sympathetic, some curious, and then there were the
ones that were malicious. She put her chin up as she continued toward her
locker. Cordelia and Harmony stayed in step with her. The only ones she cared
about knew the truth and were on her side. Everyone else was in the background
of her life as far as she was concerned.
“Hey, Buffy,” Riley said,
stopping in front of her. “So, are you going to write a report on what you
learned during Spring Break?”
Buffy tried to step around
him, but he stepped with her. It seemed he was intent on trying to embarrass
her. Although it wasn’t anyone’s business what she did, she wasn’t ashamed of
it either.
“Well, gee, Riley,” Buffy
replied, standing her ground. “All of my teachers feel that their students are
a little too intelligent to write something like that. Did your teachers give
that assignment?”
There were a few snickers
that made Riley glance around. If she was lucky, he’d walk away before he was
the one made fun of. Of course she wasn’t.
“Hey, I heard Buffy took a
class in sex education,” a boy in the back of the crowd hollered. He was a
hanger on to the popular crowd, but only by a tolerance of his father’s money.
“You going to share what you learned with the rest of us.”
Cordelia’s hand rested on
Buffy’s shoulder before directing her gaze to the one willing to throw stones.
“Oh, Ronnie, we all know you need help. Aren’t yn thn the yearbook as the only
one to graduate with their virginity still intact?”
This brought laughter from
everyone and it managed to keep Ronnie from making any more comments. The girls
returned their attention to Riley and his cronies still blocking their way.
“Anything else, Riley?”
Buffy asked. “Becau’m n’m not going to let you get to me. You’re not worth it
and it’s a waste of my time.”
“Nothing, Buffy,” Riley
said, looking over her shoulder. “Everything is fine.”
Buffy turned to see who or
what he was looking at. It was Principal Snyder, another person who hated her.
She shook her head, trying to keep positive thoughts in what she was fast
considering a very bad day. It almost wasn’t worth it to stay and graduate. Not
if she was going to be this miserable for two months.
“What’s going on, Miss
Summers?” Snyder asked, ignoring everyone else in the hallway and focusing on
her.
“Nothing at all,” Buffy
replied, tossing her hair over her shoulder. She needed to get through this
with as little trouble as possible. Spike was counting on her. “We were having
a discussion but I think it’s settled now. Right, Riley?”
“Yes, sir,” Riley said, with
a smile. rythrything is fine.”
“Well, thenuggeuggest that
everyone get to class,” Snyder said, his hands on his hips. “The bell is going
to ring. Move it, people, break is over.”
The hallway emptied out as
everyone scurried away. Riley took one last long look at her then moved past
her. Buffy breathed a sigh of relief. Maybe just maybe they could just let it
go. It didn’t matter anymore. They were a high school fling destined to be left
behind as they grew up. She glanced behind her and gave a tiny smile. Her
relationship with Riley had helped to define the woman she was becoming. Maybe
everything did happen for a reason.
“I never thought I’d be
thankful for Snyder’s presence,” Cordelia said, as they continued toward their
class. “But I was then.”
“Yeah, really,” Buffy
laughed. “Hallelujah for authority figure interference.”
“Hip, hip, hurray,” Harmony
said, with a wave of her hand.
Laughing the three girls
took off at a run as the tardy bell signaled.
They weren’t going to help
him. The counselor had patiently listened to Spike’s carefully prepared speech,
looked over the presents, and even listened to the erinering machine tape. But
since Drusilla hadn’t been stalking him since he returned, nor had done
anything illegal, all they could do was make a report on the situation. He was
advised to keep a journal of any contact between them, avoid being alone with
her, and immediately call the police if she broke any laws or was out of
control.
It frustrated the hell out
of him. He stood outside the administration building, running his fingers
through his hair. The box of evidence was sitting on the sidewalk beside him.
Drusilla wasn’t going to just walk away. She wanted to be in control and that
meant that no one dumped her. She did the dumping. He could only pray that he
could avoid her or any major scenes until the end of the quarter.
Gathering up the box and his
backpack, Spike headed back to his dorm. He needed to store the stuff befhe
he
could go to class. Maybe Lindsey would want to do something that afternoon. Get
away from campus for awhile. Maybe drive over to the beach or act like
tourists. Anything to get his mind off his troubles.
And off of Buffy who was
constantly there.
Maybe he would stay in and The sounds of Lindsey At least Buffy and he knew Spike barged through the “Nothing,” Lindsey “Soddin’ bastard can’t do “That doesn’t help you much, “Don’t know,” Spike said. “Doesn’t sound like enough. “Yep, unfortunately,” Spike “No problem,” Lindsey said, They grabbed their backpacks “Don’t worry, man,” Lindsey “Maybe from a gnat,” Spike Neither of them saw the girl “Spike, I can’t,” Buffy “Come on, pet,” Spike “Whoever told you that “I don’t think so,” Spike If she hadn’t been wet “Spike,” Buffy admonished. “Do it for me,” Spike “They’re white with pink “Mmm, I’d love to pull real “Yeah…hold on,” Buffy threw Spike laughed in her ear. She explained, then took a “Tell me,” Spike encouraged. “Oooh, Spike, me too,” Buffy “Damn it, Buffy, that’s it,” “My fingers are just “Take them off,” Spike “My knees are up,” Buffy “Tell me what to do, Spike,” “That sweet pleasure spot, “So, good, I’m imagining “Take your finger and slide “Yes, Spike, it feels so “Oh, baby, yes,” Spike “It’s all for you,” Buffy “Harder, baby, thrust those “Oooh,” Buffy exclaimed, It was all he needed to hear
framed and placed next to his bed. He smiled as he thought of his favorite. She
was wearing her cheerleading uniform. Her arms were waving pompoms over her
head which pulled her skirt up. The peek of her bloomers was enough of a tease
especially since he knew what was under them.
call Buffy instead. He glanced at his watch. She was still in school and he had
a class to get to. Always the same. A little over seven weeks and he would have
her in his arms again. He swore he’d never let her go again. Not if he could
help it.
playing guitar spilled out into the hallway as Spike hurried toward their room.
The song was a haunting melody that his friend had been working on since they
returned. Spike figured it was about his friend’s feelings for Harmony and the
confusion he was feeling. Lindsey still hadn’t figured out where the petite
blonde fit into his life or his heart. The only way he had to deal was through
his music.
where they stood. Lindsey wasn’t ready to make a commitment but not having
Harmony around was messing with his heart. It would do them both good to get
out for the afternoon.
door, throwing the box into a corner and faced his friend. “So, what plans do
you got going this afterno
responded. “I’ve got the one class with you and that’s it for the day. I take
it didn’t go well with the counselor.”
anything until she breaks the law or something,” Spike explained, flopping down
onto his bed. He threw his arms wide in frustration. “So, all I can do is hide
from her.”
does it?” Lindsey commiserated, putting his guitar away in the closet. “You
can’t just avoid her unless you hide out or leave campus.”
“Keep my fingers crossed, hope I see her first, and run like hell when I do.”
I guess it’s all you can do though.”
said, wiping his hands over his face. It wasn’t going to be easy, but he needed
to stay out of trouble. He didn’t want his new life with Buffy to start off
with any lingering trouble. There was no way he was going to let Drusilla get
to him. No matter what she did. “You up for taking a run out to the beach after
our class?”
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with a grin. “Go out and ogle some girls.” He reached over and slapped Spike’s
leg. “Move it or we’ll be late for class.”
and hurried out of the dorm. Spike hesitated when they reached the entrance,
glanced around quickly. Lindsey started laughing when he realized what his
friend was doing.
said. “I’ll protect you.”
retorted.
standing in the shadow of the building across the way. She stared after them
with a look of intense longing on her face.
giggled, with a blush creeping along her cheeks.
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pleaded in his most seductive tone. “You know you want to.”
they had enough time. She was the only one at the ranch. The elder McDonalds
had gone out for date night while Cordelia was off with friends. Buffy had
opted to stay at home using the excuse of needing to finish a report, but it
was mostly because she wanted to wait for Spike’s phone call.
purred. “I bet your panties are already wet thinking about it.”
before just having him talk like that was enough to turn her on. She loved him
talking to her while he made love to her. n
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style='mso-spacerun:yes'> So, the thought of him talking her through masturbation
was a temptation. She just felt shy at being so blatant about the whole thing.
“It’s embarrassing.”
whispered. “I’m closing my eyes, imagining you slipping your pajama bottoms
off. What color are your panties? Are they pink or white? All innocent like
you.”
roses,” Buffy said, giggling again. “There’s little ribbons on the side, too.”
gentle on them,” Spike said. “So, that when they’re undone, your quim is still
covered up waiting under that damp cotton for me. My fingers…come on, pet, run
your fingertips just there under the elastic.” He paused for two beats. “You
doing it for me?”
the phone down on the bed, locked her bedroom door, and ran to open the window
so she could hear someone coming up the driveway. She then turned and raced
back to the bed, yanking her pajama bottoms off on the way. She grabbed the
phone as she threw herself back on the bed. “Okay…”
“What were you doing? You’re already out of breath.”
few deep breaths. “Talk to me, Spike, please. I’m…”
She couldn’t force the words out. It was almost too clinical to do it this way.
“Don’t get shy on me now, Luv. Knowing you’re wanting me, and wanting to touch
yourself while I talk to you, has got to be the biggest turn on in my life. I’m
so fucking hard just thinking about it.”
said, relieved that he said it first. Knowing she wasn’t the only one getting
off and they were connecting took a lot of the bashfulness away. It was just a
different way for them to express their love for each other. “Your voice
whispering in my ear is so hot.” She took a deep breath for courage then rushed
her next sentence in almost all one word. “My panties are so wet.”
Spike groaned. “My hand is wrapped around my cock. Tell me what you’re doing.”
underneath the elastic of my panties,” Buffy whispered, getting braver. She
closed her eyes, remembering the way she’d masturbated the night before,
thinking about Spike. She tried to describe every sensation to him. “My stomach
is soft and my...hair tickles the end of my fingers. I want to move further
down but my panties are in the way.”
ordered. “Slow, just like I was doing it, over your thighs, down your calves,
then kick them over the side of the bed. “Yeah, you’re so pretty like that.
Spread your legs…Yeah; tell me what you’re doing now.”
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said, wondering if it was stupid to describe everything. The soft sigh Spike
gave bored red her though. “And open. I’m all wide open wishing you were here to
crawl between them.”
”Me, too, I want to fuck you so bad.”
Buffy pleaded. “I’m touching myself. My fingers sliding through my…me, separating,
finding my…”
huh, luv? Caress it…does it feel good?”
it’s your finger…your hand…I want you to fill me up.”
it inside, soft and easy, use your thumb to keep the feeling going on your
clit,” Spike instructed. “Slide in and out, so sweet, so wet, pretend it’s me.
Put your other hand on your tit; squeeze it so you can feel how soft it is.”
good,” Buffy wailed, as the pleasure took her over. “I can’t hold still.” Her
hips were thrusting up as she inserted three more fingers inside her. She started
plucking at her nipple, trying to find the rhythm she needed. “I want you to
fuck me…hard…take everything away so that you’re my whole world.”
hissed as he pumped his cock. Her words weddindding fuel to his already burning
fantasy. He could see every move she made as she stroked and fucked herself.
“You’re the only one I want…so tight,” he squeezed his shaft, “So hot, so
fucking wet, all for me. Tell me.”
cried. “Everything…I’m cumming…oh, god, Spike…”
fingers inside, hard and fast,” Spike encouraged. “Yeah, feel it…feel my cock
fill you up…take you for a ride.”
then gave a soft sigh. “So, good. Never been like that,” she whispered.
before his own body took the final lap. He pumped harder, dreaming of her
juices flowing over him, the cries of her orgasm flowing into his ears, and the
love shining from her eyes. It had never been so good for him either.
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