Willows Fun With Parker

Okay this is like my first finished story and it hasn't been beta read or anything. Also my first posting, so please tell me if you like it or not! =)

Willow looked into Parker's eyes wondering if he really thought that all the women on the planet were stupid and gullible.
"I just havent found the one yet, someone I can just sit and talk too. Like you." He said.
Willow looked up at him seeing the fake endearment in his eyes. She was about to call him on it when she remembered the real look of endearment in Oz's eyes. The look that wasn't directed at her. The one that was directed to Veruca. Suddenly Willow sat up. "Y'know, it's still kinda early... you maybe wanna.. go back to my place?" Willow knew Buffy wouldn't be back at the dorm for a long time. She could see the shocked look in Parker's eyes, he was amazed that his plan had worked.
What was he thinking of course it worked. It always worked. He couldn't even count on both hands how many girls he'd slept with. The past year alone. Hell he had to get naked just to count to twenty-one.
Taking a deep breath Willow slowly reached out her hand for his, he took it and grasped it, sweeping a thumb over hers. She looked up into his face knowing the emotions werent real, but they were emotions. Besides she didn't want to grow old with him anyways..

When they got to Willows dorm, she nervously put the key into the lock and opened the door. She extended her arm, welcoming Parker into the room. He walked in and sat on the bed. Buffy's bed. Seeing it, Willow bit her lip and wondered at what she was doing. Was she really gonna have sex with Parker? After all he had done to Buffy and countless r gir girls? Buffy still cared about him, she thought. But even so, she knew it was only for one night and no one else had to know.
Parker started smiling at her and again another arm was extended, this time she took his and stood in front of him.
"Your gorgeous you know." He told her.
"You don't have to.. I know what this is.. And it's what I want.. but you don't have to pretend." She replied. He smiled at her again but still had on the fake 'love me' smile. She really didn't care, she wanted something different, something new, and here he was.
"Do you have.. you know?" She asked embarressed. She already felt her palms sweating and she didn't know if she could actually go through with this.
"Of course." Parker told her. 'of course', she thought, 'of course.' She couldn't forget who he was. He was a user. But if he was, she could be one to.
Suddenly she smiled and bent down to reach his lips with hers. It was light at first but she pushed harder making it into a brusing kiss. His hands reached up to grasp her head and he pulled her down onto him. She deepend the kiss even more, sliding her tounge into his mouth which tasted bitter. She swirled it around his mouth duling with his own tounge. She felt his hands reach to her back and he pulled her sweater up.
"Do you want it off?" She asked him. He just nodded his head so Willow sat up and peeled the sweater off slowly. She was naked underneath, having no purpose for a bra. His hand snaked up to cup one breast and his thumb brushed against her rosy nipple. She arched her back in pleasure and could feel his erection beneath her. She pushed down harder to feel him and he gasped and grabed her head pulling her back into a kiss. They made out for a few more moments until Willow grew tired of it and wanted to feel him.
She got off the bed and Parker watched her with much intrest. She slowly took off her bottoms and stood proud as his eyes lowered to see her whole. She stalked back to him with a sneaky smile on her face and put her hand on his chest.
"Off." she said, wanting all his clothes off so he would be as naked as her. She helped him take off his shirt, and this time she felt his chest with her fingers, just brushing his nipples. "Do you want me? Do you want me bad?" She asked him. Still all he could do was nod. Willow had felt something change in her. Maybe because she had no more expectations beyond their coupling, but she felt power grow inside herself and she felt more aware, she wanted more, more power and more of him. She wanted to be the one he was inside. Once he too was as naked as she was and had put on the condom, Willow gingerly sat upon him just short of his erection.
"Come on.. Please?" Parker said emotion reeling inside him. He felt her heat and it was unbearable. He wanted to be inside her, to feel her riding him, to have her engulf him.
Willow again smiled and grabbed both her breast in pleasure. "You want little ol' me? Well I want you too." And with that she grabbed his cock and again he groaned, his face scrunched up. She pulled him up and sat upon him and rested there for a moment. He had slid into her so easily, she had never felt this wet before but she thought nothing of it. Did not wonder why Oz had never made her so wet. He moved his hips in protest of her non-movement and she smiled suductively. She bent over to kiss him again. "Grab them. Pinch them," She instructed him. "I wont move until you do."
So Parker followed her command and reached to grasp her smooth white breasts that called to him begging to be suckled. His fingers pinched and kneaded and Willow threw her head back in pleasure. Nothing was more erotic to her than having her nipples touched. He played more roughly wanting her to ride him hard. So she finally let in and slowly started moving, feeling his large length touch her in all the right spots. Who knew he would be so big? So nice? She started gasping quickly for being on top was her favorite position, and she could cum so quickly.
One of Parkers hands fell from her breasts and slid to her hip. His face was a grimace of undenided pleasure, his mouth was open his eyes closed. She rode him faster and faster falling onto him with such energy. She wanted more so she took his hand on her hip and placed it to her clit. "Pinch here!" She said in a outburst of breath, her breath sped up as he did so, playing with it the same way he did her breasts. She rode him bouncing up and down feeling his cock ram into her over and over. She could feel the orgasm coming and wanted it more than she wanted anything.
Finally it exploded before her, her hands splayed on his chest, her nails embedded deep within, but Parker did not seem to mind. He had come himself and shouted loudly. Willow put her hand on his mouth and moved her hips again still seething from her orgasm. Finally she stopped and rested. She opend her eyes and found him watching her, his body shaking and his eyes frenzied. "What?" She asked him?
"Nothing," He replied. "It's just, I've never felt such.. such.." But he couldn't find the word tscriscribe the feeling.
Willow just smiled at him. "I know." She got off of him and went to her closet pulling out a sky blue silk robe. Putting it on she walked back towards him, towards Buffy's bed. The bed Willow had fucked him on. She sorta felt bad. But not too bad.
She handed him his clothes and said, "You should go, it's really late and I have an early class." She waited for him to dress and walked him to the door.
Parker had wonderlust in his eyes and he looked at her with a look she could not realize. "Can.. can I call you?" Parker asked. How funny that he was the one feeling nervous.
"Well don't you think that would be kinda odd, I mean with Buffy and everything?" She asked him.
"Oh." He replied feeling dejected.
"But I'll certainly call you." She told him. He smiled at that and bent down to kiss her again. "Thank you, I had a really great time. Maybe we could do something tomorrow?"
"Sure I'll give you a ring." Willow told him.
"Okay, great, thank you." Parker left the room and Willow shut the door behind him.
As Parker walked down the hall he had a big goofy smile on his face, but he dropped it when he realized she didn't have his number. Oh well he thought, Im sure she can get it.

Back in Willows room she lit a few incense to get rid of the smell from the fluids that made the room smell like sex. She still felt a little bad, but knew she had done the right thing. She placed the lip gloss back into her dresser, hoping she would not need it again.

As parker walked home happy as could be, he felt a sudden pain in his chest. He cried out and fell to his knees. He grabbed his shirt and started pulling. He coughed and groaned. All of a sudden there was a huge burst. Parker fell over. Blood fell small in drips out of his mouth. His heart had been broken.