Breathless

Feeling naughty, Spike decided to start the morning out by disappearing under the silk sheets and slowly rousting her by sucking ever so slightly on her clit, which was still overly sensitive after the previous night’s festivities. In the beginning, Buffy toyed with him mercifully as she laid there and pretended to sleep; completely ignoring his ministrations. In the end, however, Spike was victorious and Buffy fought to clinch her legs tightly around his head while a loud scream ripped from her mouth as her orgasm tore through her trembling body.

Eventually, sometime around lunch, they managed to untangle themselves; not only from the bed sheets, but from one another, as well. After a quick and much needed shower, Spike ran downstairs while she dressed and surprised her with a breakfast of scrambled eggs, toast and lots of fresh fruit. Ravenous, Buffy finished off every scrap of food on her plate and asked for more. Grinning, Spike told her to eat up and informed her that she needed the extra fuel for the training he believed she was well enough to begin. Little did Buffy know that a “training” session with Spike would leave her completely worn out.

Although Cordelia’s family spent very little time at their Malibu residence, they had spared no expense in filling every room with top of the line furniture and decorations, as well as very high end exercise equipment. Using the basement entrance from the kitchen, Buffy and Spike descended into the mirrored home gym. Deciding to start out slowly, Spike started her out doing simple stretches to make sure that her muscles were properly warmed up before putting her through a vigorous routine of weights and cardio. All of which was very difficult for Buffy to accomplish since Spike removed his shirt. All of her attention was now focused on Spike’s lack of clothing. His jogging pants rested low on his slim hips, perfectly accentuating what Buffy had dubbed his “yummy line”, which was the chiseled area of muscles just above his hip bones. Sweat glistened across the flat planes of his chest and rippled abdomen. Buffy repeatedly had to strain to focus on putting one foot in front of the other on the treadmill, desperately trying not to fall off. After two hours of huffing and puffing, Buffy slid off the elliptical machine and fell into a limp pile on the floor.

“You are an evil man,” she had breathlessly informed him, spreading her arms out wide and closing her eyes. “Once I regain feeling in my lower extremities, I fully intend on kicking your ass.”

“Don’t worry, pet. I promise that I will kiss it and make everything feel better.” He promised.

Opening one eye slowly, she had glared at him suspiciously, seriously doubting that anything he did at this moment would make her feel better. Curling his tongue over his teeth, Spike leered at her as he lowered himself down to the mat and straddled her thighs.

“Do you have any idea how sexy you are, pet?” Spike asked, softly, as he slowly pushed the hem of her t-shirt up to reveal her taut stomach. Leaning over, he pressed light kisses around her belly button and worked his way up her body.

“Spike, I’m all sweaty!” Buffy cried out as he licked and nipped across her moist skin. “Don’t you want a shower first?!”

Lifting his head slightly, he grinned at her devilishly as he ripped her sweaty white shirt away in one swift movement; her sports bra followed closely behind. “No shower.” He growled deeply, burying his face between her glistening breasts. “I want you sweaty, pet.” Pulling his head from her bosom, he darted his tongue out and teasingly licked the soft skin of her chest. “Nice and salty.”

Buffy’s only response was a strangled moan that she uttered as his head dipped below her breasts and continued to lick at her slick skin until he reached the waistband of her shorts. Hooking his thumbs around the elastic, Spike slid the shorts and panties from her now trembling body; kissing each area of skin as it became exposed.

His tongue was doing wonderful things to her, marvelous…delightful things. Her body felt like it was on fire, desire and need pooled deep within her core as she writhed and ached beneath him. With on final flick to her sensitive nub, he coaxed a shuddering release from Buffy; her cries of pleasure echoing loudly.

Running her hands down his sides, Buffy pushed the top of his pants down past his hips, eager to have him inside her body. Urgency raced through her quivering body as she desperately tried to pull his hardened length inside her hot channel. Her bottom lip jutted out in a pout when Spike resisted, pausing at her entrance and teasing her by rubbing his the leaking tip against her swollen folds. Her whimpers turned to pants as he plunged deep inside, filling her completely with one thrust.

“Oh God!” Buffy babbled, incoherently, as Spike pounded her into the exercise mat. “Spike….SPike…SPIIIKE!!”

He had his head down, nestled against her neck. “Ahh…Buffy, damn you feel so good!” Reaching down, he slid his hand down her smooth thigh until he felt her knee. Tucking his hand behind her leg, Spike raised her leg slowly and placed it over his shoulder. With the access the new position allowed him, Spike knew he wouldn’t be able to last much longer being this deep inside Buffy. Pumping faster, their bodies slapping against one another, he felt her tight walls begin to quiver.

“Ahhh….Spike!” Buffy moaned, loudly, biting into his shoulder to smother her cries. Stars sparkled behind her closed lids as her orgasm tore through her center, her body trembled with passion.

Feeling Buffy’s teeth and nails dig into his skin as her body shuddered it’s release was all Spike needed to come. His scream was thunderous as thick strands of semen spurted deep with in Buffy; his body continued to quiver with pleasure as he released her leg and leaned his sweaty forehead against hers.

They remained in silence for several minutes, as they allowed their panting to subside and their heart beats to slow down. Pulling his head from hers, Spike smiled as he stared into her luminous green eyes, wishing he could tell her of his true feelings. Instead of blurting out ‘I love you!’ he covered her mouth with his for a tender kiss before rolling to one side and pulling his pants back up. Standing up, Spike offered her his hand.

Although she was perfectly sated and comfortable where she was, Buffy had reluctantly gave Spike her hand and allowed him to pull her up from the floor. All of the sudden, she was acutely aware of her surroundings and state of undress. Looking around, she was only able to locate her shorts and underwear which were bunched up near the weight equipment. Blushing deeply, Buffy tried to arrange her arms so that most of her private areas were covered. However, she was unsuccessful and only brought more attention to her embarrassment.

“Whatcha so worried about, kitten?” Spike asked curiously as he wrapped his arms around her nude figure, loving the way her bare skin felt against his. She mumbled something lightly against his chest, but Spike could not hear what she said. Pulling back slightly, he looked down at her flushed face and asked, “What, pet?”

“I’m all with the nakedness,” Buffy stated, poking her lip out again in a perfect pout. “It’s not fair that you get to have clothes on.”

“Well, there is a simple solution to that problem.” Spike informed her, smugly. Toeing off his sneakers, he removed his hold on Buffy long enough to rid himself of his black jogging pants. “See, luv that was easy enough.”

The rest of the day they spent either in the hot tub or lounging by the pool, only giving into their carnal desires three more times. By the time dinner rolled around, Buffy had drifted off to sleep on one of the chaise lounges. Spike decided she looked so peaceful that he skipped cooking the dinner he had planned and carried her upstairs to bed.

Settling her on the oversized bed, he managed to get her pink sundress off with out waking her and gently pulled the goose down comforter up around her. Removing his jeans, Spike eased into the bed slowly, trying not to wake Buffy. Once he was under the covers, he was surprised to find her staring at him. He smiled as she snuggled against him and rested her head on his chest.

“Spike?” Buffy asked tentatively, unsure of how to approach a difficult subject. Now that they were sleeping together, she felt weird with their current employment situation.

“Yes, kitten?” He replied, absently as he pressed kisses along her brow and stroked her silken hair.

“Um…What’s your first name? I mean…I know your last name is Worthington because of your paychecks, but I have always made them out to Spike. That…it isn’t your real name right?”

“Luv, the man associated with my given name no longer exists; therefore that name is irrelevant, right?” Glancing down into her eyes, Spike knew that it mattered to her. Buffy’s bottom lip was tucked between her teeth and being chewed nervously. “I’m sorry, sweetheart. I didn’t mean for that to come out so harsh.”

Buffy nodded at him, tears sparkling in her eyes. She tried to speak, to tell him to forget it that she asked, it didn’t matter. All that came out was a squeak as hot tears trickled over her lashes and spilled down her cheeks.

“Oh, pet. Don’t cry!” Spike exclaimed, wiping the tears from her face. He tilted her chin up and stared, lovingly, into her eyes. “My name is William, luv.”

“William.” Buffy replied, softly, deciding she liked the sound of his name. “I like it. Thank you.”

“Is that all?” He asked, suspicious of the wrinkle that was still adorning her brow. That’s one thing he loved about Buffy, her feelings were generally shown clearly on her beautiful face.

“Well…um, I was wondering,” Buffy stammered, trying to figure out the best way to approach the subject. “The thing is, I feel a bit weird now that we are…um…involved. You know the whole employee-employer thing. Kinda like slutty-Buffy.” Once she got her ramble out, Buffy instantly ducked her head and avoided his gaze.

‘God she looks cute!’ Spike thought to himself. ‘It’s not like I need the money or anything, right?’ “Buffy, pet, look at me, please.” He asked, waiting until her liquid green eyes were focused on him. He quickly placed a kiss on the tip of her nose and said, “If you’re saying that we can officially call this a relationship, then that is all the payment I will ever need.” Her eyes lit up as she smiled up at him. Spike felt his heart swell at the sight of her happiness as she nodded her approval. Wrapping his arms around her tightly, he pulled her towards him and devoured her lips hungrily.

As her tongue mingled with his, Spike felt his cock twitch with excitement and knew that it would be a while before they both fell asleep.

**A/N** I cannot believe I managed to get two chapters out this week! Hope you have all enjoyed the story so far! Please review, Muse likes it!