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To Kill the Girl by Sandy
 
Chapter 10
 
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Buffy became aware that Spike was a boneless mass on top of her. Her legs were splayed out on either side of his and her arms were still tightly wrapped around his back. As she tried to control her breathing, he weakly lifted his head to stare at her.

"You okay?" he asked softly.

Buffy smiled nervously, feeling a little embarrassed now. "Yeah, I think so. You?"

Spike brushed her hair back from her face and leaned down to lightly kiss her swollen lips. "I think I'll do," he answered.

Realizing that he was crushing her into the mattress, he rolled off her with a groan. One hand rested on his firm stomach while his other grabbed Buffy's. Intertwining their fingers, he pulled her hand to his mouth and placed a tender kiss upon it.

Turning his head to face her he smiled and said, "I knew it would be bloody marvelous with you."

Buffy looked at him for a second then turned her head away and said in a barely audible voice, "Did it seem like I was a pro?"

Spike looked at her curiously wondering where that particular question had come from. Rolling over onto his side, he place one finger under her chin and pulled her face back around till she was looking at him again.

"Why do you ask that, luv? I know you haven't had much experience."

Buffy blushed and tried to turn away from him again, but Spike merely held her in place and said again, "Why do you ask that?"

Buffy swallowed hard and then with tears in her eyes said, "Angel said..."

"Angel!"

Startled by the violence in his voice, Buffy looked up to see Spike's eyes had gone demon yellow.

"Don't you dare bring his name up while you're here in bed with me," Spike spat.

Slightly frightened by his reaction, she stuttered, "You wanted to know why I asked..."

Closing his eyes, Spike tried to rein in his temper. "Are you telling me that Angel said you were like a pro after your first time with him?" Spike asked.

Buffy merely nodded too humiliated to answer. Spike heaved a deep sigh and said, "Was it Angel that said that or Angelus?"

As Buffy eyes widened, he knew what the answer was. "Angelus said that to hurt you, Buffy. Don't think about it again."

"But you said I was 'marvelous'. What does that mean?"

Spike grinned at her wickedly. "I didn't say you were marvelous, luv, I said the it was marvelous with you. Of course, I guess you did have something to do with it."

Buffy nibbled uncertainly at her bottom lip and then asked, "So I wasn't any good?"

Spike sighed again, determined that the next time he saw Angelus he was going to drive a stake right into the bastard's heart. Rolling onto his back, he pulled Buffy with him, wrapping one arm around her.

As Buffy cuddled against him, Spike told her, "Buffy, you were wonderful, luv. But you have a lot to learn about sex." Turning his head he gave her a knowing smirk and added, "And I'm going to teach you all about it tonight."

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Buffy's scream echoed throughout the room as she reached another climax. It could have been her tenth or her twentieth that night. She had lost count. This time he had her on her hands and knees while he entered her from behind. His hands had stroked breasts, belly and clitoris while his cock had once again found her g-spot and massaged it with long, hard thrusts. Spots had formed in front of Buffy's eyes, as the blood had seemed to drain from her head and settle around her swollen pussy. Spike soon followed her into release and collapsed onto his side, pulling Buffy with him.

She wasn't sure just how much more she could take. Every nerve ending was sensitized to his touch. She didn't think there was an inch of skin on her body that he wasn't now intimately familiar with. Even her feet proved to be erogenous zones when it came to Spike. Who knew that someone sucking on your toes could be so stimulating?

This last time had started with Spike rolling her onto her stomach, straddling her and then gently massaging her shoulders. As he lightly stoked her, he leaned down and pressed soft kisses to flesh just kneaded by his hands. Lower and lower he stroked and kissed. When he had reached her ass, he had added sharp little nips. Spreading her legs, he had then lain flat on his stomach and pushed his tongue forward until he was licking her from underneath. Buffy had started sobbing as the tension in her built up. She wanted him to stop, but if he had she would have staked him. At last, when she was sure she would go insane with pleasure, he had pulled her up, positioned her and then entered her. His hands rubbed, pinched, stroked and held her firmly in place as she at last succumbed to her pleasure.

Now lying cuddled up against him once more, she noticed that light was beginning to filter from behind the curtains. "It's morning," she murmured tiredly.

"Yeah, just about," Spike answer. "Little while yet till the sun's up though. Time enough for a shower before we get dressed."

Buffy moaned, not sure that she had the strength to stand, let alone shower and dress.

Spike chuckled softly. "Come on, Slayer. Where's that supernatural stamina you're supposed to have."

"I think I've been showing it to you all night, Spike," she groaned. "You haven't given me much rest, you know."

Spike leaned forward and pressed a kiss at the point between her neck and shoulder. "One night only, Slayer. I'm a greedy dog, y'know. Wanted as much as I could get."

Sighing, Buffy turned around to face him. "You'll keep your word then?" she asked. "You'll leave and not come back?"

Pushing her hair back from her face, he brushed his thumb over her cheek. "Yeah, if that's what you really want, Buffy. I'll leave as soon as I drop you off."

Buffy was silent for a while. Spike began to have the faint hope that she would ask him to stay. But Buffy was made of sterner stuff than that. This night had been a cure for what ailed her, a sick passion for an undead monster. She would not allow herself to think of it as anything else.

"It's best if you go, Spike. I couldn't allow you to stay, to hunt and feed in my town and not take you out. You know that."

Spike closed is eyes and pulled her close to him again. Wrapping his arms around her he held her for a few minutes, then said, "You rested enough to shower now, pet?"

Nodding her head, Buffy moved from his arms, got out of the bed and headed for the bathroom. Spike watched, feeling a loneliness he didn't understand. She was just a little human girl after all. There were plenty more where she came from. He would be better off with another vampire anyway. Someone with whom he could hunt, enjoy the spoils of the kill, and then fuck on the bodies. He was evil and he reveled in it.

Wiping away moisture from his face that he hadn't even realized was there, he went to join Buffy in the shower.

The End
 
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