Author: Mrs Muir

Rating: NC-17

Disclaimer: All things BtVS belong Joss Whedon, UPN or Fox. All song lyrics belong to their owners.

Chapter 26 - I Drove All Night

I had to escape
The city was sticky and cruel
Maybe I should have called you first
But I was dying to get to you
I was dreaming while I drove
The long straight road ahead, uh, huh
Could taste your sweet kisses
Your arms open wide
This fever for you is just burning me up inside
What in this world
Keeps us from tearing apart
No matter where I go I hear
The beating of your heart
I think about you
When the night is cold and dark
No one can move me
The way that you do
Nothing erases this feeling between me and you
I drove all night to get to you
Is that alright
I drove all night
Crept in your room
Woke you from your sleep
To make love to you
Is that alright
Cyndi Lauper

"You did what?"

I couldn't believe she was here. Much less believe that she had come to bring me home like she had said. It had to be a beautiful dream and someone was going to wake me any second.

"I came to bring you home." She repeated.

Her eyes shined up at me while her hands rested on the front of my shirt. She was just a fraction away from my body but I needed her closer than that. Pulled her to me so that I could feel her heartbeat against me. Feel the gentle softness of her breath against my neck while the scent of her hair teased my nostrils. My hands moved down her back to rest against the curve of her hips.

It was one of those moments frozen in time. Forever etched in your heart. That somewhere years or even decades in the future, you remember each detail in startling clarity. This was almost as strong as her first declaration of love. She had reached out to me letting the world know that we belonged together.

Her arms tightened around me. A gentle kiss to my cheek and she stepped back again. Reality slipped back in. The people and the room were coming back into focus. Her hands slid down my arms to take my hands in hers.

Angel cleared his throat to get our attention. We both turned to look at him.

"You planning on leaving tonight?' We looked back at each other and then turned back to him.

"Why?' I honestly hadn't gotten to thinking yet. So far it had only been an overwhelming rush of emotions.

"Well, it's just that's it's almost midnight and Sunnydale is a long drive. Why doesn't Buffy spend the night here? There's a spare room that's clean upstairs."

I interrupted him with a snort. Like hell. If Buffy was staying the night it was going to be with me.

I just got a dirty look from him. And amused looks from pretty much everybody else. Except Buffy whose cheeks colored just a little.

Angel ignored the meaning of my interruption.

"That way Buffy can meet Connor tomorrow. And she'll have time to visit with everybody." He continued looking at her. Not me.

An uneasy feeling shot through me. Something that told me to go pack and leave tonight.

"Oh, can I see him tonight? I won't wake him. I promise."

Angel gave her the proud Daddy look and led her upstairs to see Connor. I ran a hand though my hair and over my face. Wesley said goodnight at this point. Said he would be back in the morning. Lorne headed upstairs to his room. Fred and Gunn went into one of the offices to look something up. Leaving Cordelia and I in the lobby. We looked at each other with the same thought in our minds. The frustrated ex-lovers were upstairs with his baby. It didn't take any time at all to follow them up. I don't think either one of us was really worried about anything happening. But sometimes you just didn't leave things to chance.

When we slipped into his suite Buffy was on one side of the crib and Angel on the other. She ran a finger over Connor's hair. Whispering she told Angel how cute he was. A look of awe on her features. They both turned to look at us as we came over. I stepped next to Buffy and placed a hand on her lower back. Move of possession I know. But the broody guy didn't like us together and I wasn't going to step back for him.

She moved to lean against me. Her head resting against my chin. Good girl. I looked over at Angel and he was giving me one of his 'I hate you' looks. Cordy looked at him then to me. Her hand reached out and took one of his hands. He looked down at her and his face changed. Like the bad feelings just melted away leaving a look of contentment. It wasn't that he still wanted Buffy but that he didn't want me with her. I wasn't good enough to fill his incapable shoes.

Buffy picked up on the vibes going on around us. She straightened up and looked at all of us. But the tension had already begun to melt away. Out of the blue Buffy's stomach rumbled loudly and we all laughed.

"Sorry. I haven't eaten since this morning." She explained laughingly then when she realized it was past midnight she added. "Yesterday morning."

"Why not?" I asked her. Just checking to make sure everything was okay.

"Well, when I got home from work and running a few errands. I got a phone call from this vampire that left me horribly lonely. Called Giles to get advice. Called Xander to get directions. And drove down here. Voila, no time for food."

She smiled up at me then turned to Angel.

"Any food around this place?'

Cordelia laughed.

"Only if you like blood or formula."

"Oh." Poor Buffy sounded disappointed.

I told her that there was an all night diner around the corner and we could go there to get her something. She quickly agreed. Around this time we decided that she would stay the night and we would leave tomorrow evening when it got dark. At this point my earlier premonition had been forgotten.

On the way out we stopped in to see if Fred and Gunn wanted to go with us. They declined like Angel and Cordelia had. I really wanted to be alone with her anyway. When we headed out to the car she handed me the keys. As I drove she cuddled against me. A hand rested on my thigh. Her fingers softly caressed my leg through my jeans.

We sat next to each other in a corner booth. Our legs pressed together. My arm rested on the back of the seat behind her. She ordered this huge breakfast of pancakes, bacon, eggs, hash browns and orange juice. The waitress smiled at us. We must have looked like honeymooners or something.

We started talking to each other. About Angel. Connor. The others in LA. Giles. Dawn. The others in Sunnydale. Between sentences and words we kissed. Just quick kisses. But giving promises of later. When we were back at the hotel.

Once her breakfast came she turned her attention away from me. Her hunger for food stronger than her hunger for me at the moment. I leaned with my back against the wall and watched her eat. She looked really cute tonight. Her hair was pulled back into a ponytail. She was wearing a white hooded sweater with a zipper up the front. And a long denim skirt. A California girl. Beautiful sunshine. My fingers reached out to twirl her hair around my hand.

She reached over to kiss me. Her tongue darted quickly into my mouth. Tasting of syrup. Sweet. Then she turned back to her breakfast. Once again we had talked about everything but my soul. A curious thought. She was with me and still hadn't asked. I suddenly wanted a cigarette. It was like my thinking thing. But Angel had told me I couldn't smoke in the hotel because of Connor so I had pretty much quit. Didn't even have any with me.

Leaning my head against the wall I closed my eyes. It was probably nothing. As far as she could tell there hadn't been a change in me. The only visible change was my new clothes which she hadn't commented on either. Maybe she didn't feel there was anything to ask about. It had to be that. Her hand came to rest against my cheek. My eyes opened to see her looking at me with concern in her eyes.

"You okay?"

"Yeah, Baby. It's nothing." I smiled weakly at her. Trying to dispel both of our feelings.

"You sure?"

I nodded my head. She had finished eating so we paid for her food and headed back to the hotel. This time as I drove she started to kiss my neck. Sucking on my ear lobe. Her hand moved aggressively against my leg. Her fingers kneaded deeply into my flesh.

"Hold on, pet. We'll be there soon."

"Now." Her tongue traced my jaw line and her hand came up to start undoing the buttons on my shirt. I speeded the car up as she shifted to her knees to give her better access.

"Buffy, come on." I was cut off as her hand slipped between my legs. A groan came unbidden from my throat. Then her attention turned back to my shirt. As I pulled over to park the car outside the Hyperion her fingers were caressing my bare stomach. Her lips kissed the side of my mouth. I threw the car into park and turned the ignition off turning to her in the same instant. My mouth closed in on hers. My tongue divided her lips seeking the comfort of hers. They did battle to find out who was needier.

Her fingers moved through my hair to pull me closer to her. Soft mewling sounds came from the back of her throat. I finally pulled away from her and reached for the door handle.

"No. Now." She rose up to start crawling into the back seat. I glanced uneasily at the hotel.

"Let's go in."

She stopped and rested back on her knees.

"Don't you want to be with me?"

Her voice was full of insecurity.

I reached over taking her hand. Moving it to rest on my erection. I felt like if I got any harder I would explode from the pressure.

"Does that feel like I don't want to be with you?"

Another thought crossed my mind.

"Is it okay for us to do this? I mean this was a problem for us."

Her hand continued to cup me. Pressing against me. Her lips sought mine again.

"Yes, it's okay." She said against my mouth then kissed me quickly. "I talked to Sara. And she said it's the motivation. If it's just to get laid or to escape from something not to do it."

Her lips covered mine again.

Ending the kiss I asked her. "You talked to your therapist about this?"

"Yes, she says we are like bunnies." She giggled and then leaned in to kiss me again. "But I told her that being without you is like my skin being raw. And only you against me can make me feel better." A kiss again. "I love the way your coolness feels against my overheated body. The way you make me feel. The way your body slowly warms up the longer we are together."

Our mouths fused together and without breaking contact we ended up in the back seat. Her lying beneath me. Any doubts I had about place or reason was lost in her words. Buffy was always vocal during sex. But she never talked like that. And it was taking me over the edge. Moving from her mouth to her neck I rained kisses on her. Licking and sucking at her flesh. She moaned loudly. The sound rumbled through her chest. My hand closed in on the zipper of her shirt and began to move it down.

"Talk to me, Buffy." I mumbled against her breast as I took her nipple into my mouth through her clothes.

She arched up against me as I nipped at her. My hand moved to her other breast as I brushed her shirt aside.

"Yes, that's it. It feels good. I've missed you so much, Spike." Her head was rolling back and forth against the seat. I ground myself against her hip making her whimper in need.

Footsteps. Somehow the sound reached through my Buffy fogged mind. Someone was walking this way. I quickly pulled back covering her with her shirt again. Then laying on her I whispered that someone was coming.

That someone knocked on the window. It was Gunn. I turned my head to look out. He wasn't looking in. He was facing the other way.

"It's none of my business what you are doing in there. But Angel was looking out the window and saw you pull up. And asked me on my way out to stop and check to make sure you were okay. If you all don't come in soon, he will most likely come out to check on you himself."

With that he moved away and left us alone. I sighed and buried my face against her. Her hand idly running through my hair. I pulled myself to my knees and opened the car door. After I had crawled out of the car I took her hand and helped her out. She reached into the front seat grabbing my duster and handed it to me. I slipped it on to cover myself. Didn't know if he would be standing inside the door or not. Then she moved to the trunk and pulled out a gym bag. She told me she always carried extra clothes with her. As we headed toward the front door I saw it. The wetness from my mouth had soaked the front of her shirt. I laughed and as she turned to look at me I pointed down. She smiled when she saw it. We traded. She got the duster and I carried the bag in front of me.

We didn't see anyone on the way to my room. But as we passed Angel's suite the door was propped open just a crack.

"Angel, we are in and we are fine. Going to bed now." I said as we walked by. She started giggling and I hurried our pace to my room. Pulling her in I threw the bag down on the floor as I turned to shut the door. Then backed her up against it. I smiled down at her before I gently kissed her. Soft and loving. My hands moved the duster back from her shoulders. Her leaning forward just enough for me to pull it off of her. It landed in the vicinity of the bag. I pulled my still unbuttoned shirt off letting it land wherever.

"I love you." She whispered against my mouth.

I started to move her skirt up toward her hips. She took a small jump to wrap her legs around my waist. Moving against me. I turned still holding her and somehow got us to the bed. We fell in a jumble of arms and legs. Our mouths kissing whatever flesh we could reach. After pulling the zipper down on her shirt again I opened it wide. As I unclasped her bra her breasts tumbled free for my hands to hold. Her hands moved to my jeans. Undoing my belt and unzipping my pants she moved to pull them down over my hips. I rose up to help bring them down my legs. Lying back down next to her I used my feet to kick my boots off then my jeans. At this point the only thing I was wearing was my socks. I reached down to yank them off. Irritated by the time to get undressed. My cock twitched as her hand wrapped around it.

"Slow down, baby. It's not going to take long."

Buffy turned to push me on my back smiling coyly up at me.

"Do you want me to take care of it for you?" She asked as she pulled her shirt and bra off tossing them aside.

I couldn't even speak. Just nodded my head. I almost lost it as her mouth closed around me. Taking me all in at once.

"Ohmigod, Buffy." I groaned wanting to hold her head down so she couldn't move. But it was her show. Instead I buried my hands in the covers.

Her tongue encircled the head then moved down to lick the vein on the underside. A hand came to cup my balls squeezing them gently as her mouth took me in again. My hips strained to get closer to her. Just as I was getting lost in the sensation she freed me.

"Buffy, don't stop." I opened my eyes to look at her. She was licking one of her fingers. What the hell was she up to? Her eyes met mine. Then slowly she came down until I was inside her mouth again. Her hand brushed softly against my balls again as her hand traveled lower. Her finger reached down to move against my anus.

"Oh, shit." I know I screamed it as she slowly inserted her finger into my ass. Her mouth and finger learning a rhythm as she did things she had never done before.

"What the hell have you been doing while I was gone?" I somehow managed to get the question out but as she moved to answer me I yelled at her not to stop. My hand tangled into her hair. I could almost feel her grin as she continued.

I was right at the edge when she pressed against just the right place. Her teeth softly scraping against my length as she did. I bucked up into her mouth as I came. Holding her there until I was completely empty. The warmth of her mouth milking me. When I was done she slowly untangled herself from me and went to the bathroom. After a minute or two she came back to crawl into bed with me. Losing her skirt and panties on the way. As she kissed me she tasted like toothpaste. I missed the sweetness of the syrup.

"So?"

"So, what?"

"What have you been doing while I've been gone?"

I leaned up on one elbow so I was above her. One finger moving down her forehead, down her nose, across her lips and down her neck. My eyes had been following my movements but I looked back up at her to wait for an answer. My finger continued their trek to her breast where the rest of my hand joined in to caress the soft mound.

"I finally got a chance to read those books."

She was referring to the books on sex she had bought when we first got together.

"Did you think about me when you read them?"

My fingers began to roll her engorged nipple between them.

"Uh-huh." She moaned moving closer so that our bodies were touching again.

"Did you get wet when you thought of me?'

She nodded her head.

"Tell me. Say it."

"Yes."

"Yes what?"

"Yes, I got wet when I thought of you."

Bending down I flicked her nipple with my tongue. My hand cupped her breast to bring it closer to my mouth.

"Did you touch yourself when you got wet?"

She didn't answer me. I glanced up at her. Her eyes were closed and there was a blush stained across her cheeks.

"I'll take that for a yes. So, what did you do?"

I moved my hand away from her swollen nub to bring it slowly down her belly. My fingers tickling her softly but she still wasn't saying anything. To try to get her to say something I started to talk to her about me.

"Did you know at night when I am alone my cock gets hard thinking of you?" I moved back up so that I was resting on my elbow again. I nuzzled my nose against her still flushed cheek. My hand rested against her. Not doing anything but cupping her. She wiggled against me. Trying to make me get closer to her.

"Not until you talk to me." Just to let her know the price of further pleasure. "I want to hear you say the words." She looked up at me shy and hesitant. But I knew with the right coaxing my girl would let loose. "When my cock gets hard I wrap my hand around it. My thumb running against the head just the way you do to please me."

I waited. And as she started to talk I had to suppress a grin so she wouldn't stop.

"I move my hand down my stomach. Pulling my shirt up so the fan blows across my….breasts." She hesitated as I slipped a finger between her folds. I stopped movement when her words stopped. Then started to caress her again as her words began to flow again. "Then I move my hands down again." Her voice got softer. "Sliding them under my panties."

When she faltered I told her to keep going. Encouraging her by telling her how turned on she was making me.

"So that I can feel myself. When my fingers are all wet. I take one out and circle my nipple with it."

The words she was saying was driving me crazy. Imagining her alone in her bed bringing herself pleasure. My fingers slid through her wet heat to find the center of her.

"I use one finger and circle myself. Wishing it was your tongue." As my finger followed her directions she moaned.

"Do you want my tongue on you?"

"Yes."

"What do you want?"

My hand had moved away from her heat to caress her hip while my mouth licked and sucked at her neck and ear lobe.

"Spike, use your tongue on me." She pleaded with me. Her hands pushing on my shoulders trying to drive me down her body. I followed her lead. Kissing her stomach. Flicking my tongue into her belly button I moved my body so that I could rest between her legs.

"Buffy?"

"Baby?" Her hands tangled in my hair pulling my face to her.

"Do you ever taste yourself when you are done?"

Pushing myself up so I could look at her. She was panting as her hips were writhing below me.

"You're torturing me." She complained softly to me when I didn't give her what she wanted.

"Do you?" I demanded an answer to my question.

"No."

I smiled at the answer I already knew because she was still innocent in so many ways. Giving her what she craved I buried my head between her legs. Doing the things that I knew drove her wild. Her panting and moaning were becoming louder as her hands kneaded at the bed. Then moved to clutch at my shoulders.

I shifted to slide back up her body. To look down into her passion filled eyes. She pulled her legs up so that her heels were resting against my hips.

"Guide me home." I commanded her urgently because my need to be joined with her was too strong.

She reached down in response to hold me gently as she drew me to the entry of her warmth. I moved forward just enough for the tip of my cock to enter her.

"Keep talking, Love." I whispered in her ear loving this new aspect of us being together. Talking to each other. Driving us further into the pleasure.

"Take me. I want you in me. Deep."

My lips moved to cover hers. I plunged into her heat at the same time my tongue possessed her mouth. Her tongue wrapped around mine sucking on it so she could taste herself on it. A soft sound of pleasure vibrated through her as her fingernails dug into my back.

I set a pace that would drive me as hard and as deep into her as I could with each thrust. Her legs wrapped around me holding me closer to her.

She started to grunt with the impact of me going so far into her. Worried that I was hurting her I started to slow down.

"No. Don't stop. Next time slow." Her teeth closed around my shoulder gently nipping at my skin. Harder and harder I drove into her. Her groans were getting louder and louder each time I plunged into her depths. I started to echo her. Egging her on. We alternated between grunts, groans and moans. The bed started to rock as I pushed myself to drive even further into her. The headboard bounced against the wall in rhythm with my movements.

"Need more." Her hands clamped down on my shoulders pushing me off of her body. I rose up on my hands drawing my knees up so that I wouldn't lose the momentum we had created. My eyes opened wide as her hand moved between us. Her fingers were seeking her clit. I looked up to look into her eyes. We didn't break eye contact as she started to stroke herself.

"Love you. Spike. Oh my God. I love you so much. Don't stop. You feel so good."

We were both pushing for her pleasure. Her other hand went up to cover her breast playing with her nipple.

I didn't know whether to feel inadequate or thank the heavens for it. Buffy had never touched herself like this in front of me. It was more of a turn on then I thought it could be. She must have read the expression on my face because she answered me.

"Not you. I want it so bad. To feel you fucking me so deep."

Then her head rolled back as she climaxed. Screaming my name. Thanking anyone who would listen. Buffy reached up to pull me back down to her. Cradling me against her. She convulsed around me as she rode out her orgasm. I slowed down so that I was barely moving in her.

Buffy rolled us over so that she was riding me. Leaning over me so that I could fill my hands with her breasts. She moved down to take all of me in then rising up so that I was barely in her before slamming down on me again.

It took only a few moments and I felt the spasm begin in my lower belly. I flipped us again so that I was on top of her. Holding her bottom in my hand I tilted her hips up so that I could empty myself as deep into her as possible. As my seed filled her she started to spasm around me again.

My head came to nestle against her chest as I collapsed against her. Still lying between her legs as they became untangled from my waist to sprawl next to me on the bed. I never wanted to move again. My body ached in places that I didn't know it could ache.

Slowly we started to come down from where we had been. Her heartbeat slowing to its normal pace again as her breath also slowed.

Then I heard him. Angel.

"They finally shut the fuck up. Where the hell did they think they were? An adult motel?"

I started laughing. Poor Angel had to listen to Buffy scream for me.

"What?"

"Angel heard us."

I knew she was embarrassed. He was her ex-boyfriend. Maybe Angel was right. We shouldn't have done it here disrespecting his home by having sex in it.

Then she giggled. Which grew into laughter.

"Next time we'll be quieter." She whispered to me.

"Next time?"

I raised my head moving up so that I could kiss her again. And, no, we weren't really quieter the next time. Or the next. But the way I looked at it the guy needed to know that he wasn't always the best. And revenge could be sweet sometimes especially when it wasn't intentional.