I'm Sorry William

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I’m sorry…William_3

She could feel her body responding to his words.
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“When we get close I’m going to blindfold and carry you the rest of the way. Don’t want you seeing where the new place is just yet.”

“Why not?” The pout in her voice was precious, Spike wanted to pick her up and carry her from there, but he held himself in check. Sometimes a little self-restraint was necessary to get what you really wanted.

“Cause I don’t want to end up a big pile o’ dust whenever you get tired of this.” He said gesturing to them both. He smirked in her direction. “Okay now Slayer, it’s time to make your choice. Either I get my way or I’ll walk you home.”

Buffy stood there on the sidewalk looking at him uncertainly. He gazed back with yellow eyes.

Spike noticed her anxiety and moved closer. He smiled in satisfactionn hen he heard her heart speed up and her blood rush a little faster. He wrapped one arm around her waist and pulled her up against him. “I want you. Want to be inside you…” He whispered before capturing her lips in a slow sensual kiss, a kiss filled with heat and longing. He was very careful not to let his fangs cut her lips or tongue. It left her breathless.

When Spike pulled back from the kiss he looked into her eyes and saw how hungry she was. For him. He smiled inwardly.

“Okay. You can do it…” She whispered. When he touched her she lost all of her inhibitions, all she wanted was to let him have his way with her, feel the way only he could make her feel. Only he could make her tingle so deliciously.

Spike turned her around, pulling a blindfold out of his pocket with one hand and using the other to guide her. He pressed his hardness into her ass while tying the sheath of black velvet across her eyes. She shivered under his touch and unconsciously rubbed her ass back into him.

“Ok Slayer. Ready.” He lifted her over his shoulder, her head and upper body hanging over his back. She braced herself by holding on to his waist. Upside-down. She surprised him by offering no protest.

Spike carried her the rest of the way back to his new house, but instead of going in the front door he went around back. He held tightly againis sis shoulder as he walked down a flight of stairs and into the basement. ~ Good thing I have a second entrance. She’s gonna be so surprised when she sees what I’ve done. ~ He grinned to himself.
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Buffy felt him putting her down. She was on a hard surface. And backed up a few paces watching her. It felt like stone. Like the sarcophagus Spike had in the top level of his crypt. “Are you gonna take this off me now?” She asked indicating the blindfold.

~ Why doesn’t she just take it off herself? ~ Spike looked at her thoughtfully. ~ Maybe she wants it on. ~

“Are you still there?” Her hands were reaching for the material covering her eyes.

“I’m here…don’t do that. I want you to keep it on…for a little while.” His hands grabbed a hold of hers and he brought them up around his neck. She tilted her head back slightly opened her mouth a fraction. Her pink tongue darting out to wet her suddenly dry lips.

He leaned forward, his arms came up outside of hers and he cupped her face in his hands, kissing her softly. Tasting, teasing. He pushed himself forward between her legs and pulled her to edg edge of whatever it was she was sitting on. She could feel his hardness pressed up against her and she tried to rub against him.

He pulled back and ran his fingers down over her shoulders; removing her hands from around his neck he brought them down to her si His His fingertips grazed her nipples slightly through the thin material of her shirt. He could feel them pucker under his clever touches. He undid the buttons of her shirt slowly, torturously slow.

He pulled the material down over her shoulders and removed her bra with the same slow deliberation. He pushed her back gently so she lay on her back, from the knees down to her feet dangling over the edge. Her head came to rest on the hard surface and she felt him tugging impatiently at her jeans.

She reached down to help him, lifting her hips so he could pull them and her panties completely off. Once her got them off and tossed on the floor, he kissed and nipped at the soft flesh of her inner thigh, causing her legs to spread wider.

She heard him inhale. He groaned. She knew he could smell her arousal and that turned her on more than it should have. She felt his hands grasp her by the hips and tilt her pelvis slightly to give him better access. She gasped in delight as she felt his tongue lick slowly from her anus to her clit. His mouth stopped on her sensitive nub, and he sucked it into his mouth. She lost control of her bodd cod convulsed under his skillful tongue.

“Oh…Spike…I want you inside me…Please.” The last word was a whimper of need.

~ Bloody Hell Buffy. You taste so bloody sweet. I love you so much. Love you. Need you baby. ~ He let the demon retreat and glanced up at her face, eyes till covered in black velvet.

He slowly inserted two fingers, reaching up inside her. He knew what he was looking for, having made her scream countless times before. He took her swollen clit into his mouth again and sucked gently. His blue eyes full of love and worship as he watched her writhe beneath him. It gave him immense satisfaction to know there was no one who could make her feel the things he could.

Buffy screamed and raised her hips slightly. Spike took that as an invitation and slowly inserted two fingers into her other hole. She rocked her hips against him, her fingers finding their way into his hair. He continued pumping his fingers in and out of both holes, adding another into her pussy.

Buffy bucked wildly as orgasm approached. “Spike…oh god…I’m coming…”

Spike felt hot delicious liquid erupt from her pussy, drenching his face and hands. Pulling his fingers slowly from her still quivering folds he grabbed a towel he had set nearby and wiped his face.

Buffy bucked against him as she felt him enter her. Stretching her pussy with his girth. The zipper of his jeans digging into her flesh. He reached down and rubbed her clit in slow lazy circles.

“Gonna make you come again Slayer…” He growled softly reaching for her breasts. He brushed his thumbs across her nipples, causing her to moan.

“Kiss me…” She opened her mouth slightly, tongue darting out to wet her lips. He leaned forward crushing her with his weight. Buffy was grinding against him, writhing, warm flesh, heart-beating erratically, He knew she was close again.

His lips trailed over her jaw and down onto her neck, He nibbled gently with his fangs, being careful not to break the skin and causing her to come, silky walls clenching around him she wrapped her arms and legoundound him and held tight. She wasn’t ready for him to pull away yet.

He knew exactly what to do with her, what made her scream, what made her come. Buffy was floating on a cloud of ecstasy.

Spike turned away from her neck. His demon wanted to bad to taste her, claim her make her his. And she was offering no resistance. But he couldn’t. The man in him wouldn’t allow it.

Buffy tu her her face into his neck and bit him, gently at first. Then with increasing pressure. The sensation was unbelievable. He came with a roar buried deep inside her quivering wetness.

~ Love you so much Buffy. ~ He started to pull away, emotion threatening to overwhelm him, but she held on tight. “No. Don’t go anywhere…” She whispered against his ear.

Spike pulled his head back slightly. He wanted nothing more than to lose himself in her embrace. He closed his eyes and rocked his hips gently against her. “Want to come again? Is that it Slayer?” He growled softly.

“No…I just don't want to let go yet…Oh god…” She lost her train of thought as he pulled her up off of the surface and into his arms. He grabbed her ass and carried her a little ways. Suddenly he pushed her up against a wall, thrusting deeply.

“God Spike…”

“Gonna make you come again Slayer…”

Buffy wrapped her legs around his waist, clenching her silky wet pussy around his cock. Spike removed her legs from around him and put her gently on the floor. He turned her around and pushed her slightly forward. Buffy grasped the blanket she found under her hands and rocked back against him as he swiftly entered her.

Spike pulled the blindfold off. Buffy gasped in shock. She saw herself in a mirror at the head of the bed. Except for the sarcophagus he had just fucked and eaten her on everything else in the room looked exactly like the Crypt. Down to the candles and torches.

Spike was watching her in the mirror, blue eyes boring invisibly into her hazel depths. Watched the shock play over her features. He reached around and found her clit. He rubbed it gently, prolonging her pleasure.

Buffy arched back into him, squeezing with her muscles and sending them both over the edge. He let loose inside her, still and silent he watched her. She waited unmoving, content to have him sheathed inside her.

Spike pulled out and slapped her gently on the ass. She smiled into the mirror at him. Spike caught the smile and turned away quickly so she wouldn’t catch his answering smile.

He picked up her clothing; it was strewn about the room. She turned and watched him carefully. By the time he returned to her side his monster mask was back in place. He looked at her with hungry eyes and growled softly.

Buffy felt it reverberate through her body. “Get Dressed.” He said gruffly turning from her. ~ I’m sorry Buffy. ~ He didn’t want her to see the tears forming in his eyes. He tucked himself back into his pants and did them up.

“How did you get it back like this? I thought someone else was living at your place now?”

“This is a new place…yeah, a friend of mine is living there now.”

“Oh. Hey, I heard you had a date tonight.” She tried to keep the jealousy out of her voice. She really tried. But it was there. Making her feel weak and needy.

“Yeah. I did. You ruined it though getting smashed a Willy’s. What the bloody hell were you doing there? And will you get dressed?” He walked over and helped her pull the shirt over her arms. He buttoned it quickly, and turned away from her again.

“How did you know I was there?”

“Willy called me.”

“You got a cell?”

“No, I was here.” Spike glanced at her, taking in her hurt expression. He turned his back to her. He couldn’t let her see how much her hurt was affecting him. ~ With your little sis. Don’t you understand there could never be anyone else for me Buffy? You’re all there is, all I want, desire, and dream about. ~ But he wasn’t about to tell her that. Not yet.

Buffy felt nauseous at the thought he had brought someone else here, where he made love to her. “We need to talk…” She said pulling her jeans up her tanned legs.

“About what?” He whirled around glaring at her. “I think we’ve said all that needs saying.” He glanced at her. ~ Beautiful. Gorgeous. Love you so much. ~

“No. We need to talk about us…”

“There is no us slayer. You made that quite clear. Let’s go…I’ll take you home.” He reached for the blindfold and had it in place within seconds. She didn’t resist. She sighed unhappily. Tears spilled from her closed eyes, quickly soaked up by the cloth now covering them.

~ She was jealous. ~ His heart sang as he lifted her over his shoulder once again. He was quite contented by that. ~ Stick to the plan. Too much too fast and she’ll bolt like a scared rabbit. ~ He could smell her tears being soaked up by the velvet covering her eyes.
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“See ya Slayer.” Spike had set her down on the porch of her house.

“Spike…wait…don’t I get a kiss goodbye? I mean…we just had mind-blowing sex and you’re just gonna walk away?”

“So? We had sex. T’s not like there are any feelings involved yeah? T’s juhagghaggin.” He turned and walked away without looking back, silent tears falling down his face. It broke his heart to treat her this way, but she needed to see the difference between the man and the demon on her own. He was just showing her the demon first, that way maybe she could accept the man. Cause it couldn’t go on like this forever.

Buffy felt like she had been punched in the gut. Never in her life had she felt like this. She lost the ability to breathe. She fell to the ground with a resounding thud. She had passed out and didn’t notice the arms wrap around her, didn’t feel herself moving. Wasn’t aware in the slightest Spike had heard her fall and came to her rescue.

He carried her into the house and placed her gently on the bed. He went and woke up Dawn, told her Buffy had passed out and asked if she could take care of it.

“And Bit? Don’t tell the Slayer it was me who brought her in ok?”
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