I've got myself so terribly unglued...
[Continued from here]I heard the belt hit the floor with a wet clang, splashing in the blood from our broken mugs. Images and nightmare type memory's flooded my mind of when I was little and made me shudder
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I felt his hand run down my body as my eyes met his, a moan escaping my lips when I felt his fingers on me, making me gasp and arch up to him.
My body arched up to him and I felt my nails digging into his skin as I pulled him closer to me, the need for him touching me, inside me, anything, was so overwhelming. I rocked my hips against his fingers, keeping my eyes on his as I pulled my hand down between us. A slow smile crossed my lips when I watched his eyes close and his lips part when I wrapped my hand around his throbbing cock.
Watching his face as I moved my fingers over him, mimicing his movments inside me. "Oh god..." I moaned and ducked my head down to kiss him deeply, my fingers moving over him as I stroked him as slowly as he moved his fingers inside me. "I need you...Oh god...I need you...always..." Please remember that...
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Hot lust ripped through my body and I moaned softly, kissing her deeply and pulling my fingers from inside her body. She whimpered at the loss but all I could think about was being inside her, making her come and scream. Making her mine. Yeah, all right, so I was a possessive bugger…but who wouldn’t be when it came to her?
I broke the kiss to look into her eyes as I entered her slowly - bloody painfully so - and started to move inside her. The look in her eyes made something long forgotten wrench inside me and for a minute all I wanted to do was hold her and look after her…like that night back in the crypt but when she moaned and clenched around me that feeling was overtaken by the white hot lust and desire I felt for her.
“This a good moment?” I asked softly against her neck as I cupped her breast and caressed the soft flesh gently. “I love you,” I whispered before twining my fingers with hers and pinning her arms over her head gently. “So much.”
My cock throbbed desperately and my whole body seemed to hum warmly as if it was building up some sort of bloody charge that only having her could dispel. “So much,” I repeated, my voice thick and raged with want as I jerked my hips, pumping faster into her beautiful body.
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I could feel my eyes start to water and the tears roll down my face, this felt so good and it was everything I wanted. I wanted it to last, I knew it couldn't and wouldn't no matter how much I wanted it. I needed him, so much. If things kept going how they were...I know I'd lose him.
"So much."
My breathing was hard and it still puzzled me how I still drew breath. It seemed mostly from habit. I tightened my legs around his waist, feeling him fill me even more as he moved. "I love you...ohh goddess I love you." I gasped against his neck, keeping close to him as I wanted every part of his body to touch mine. He was like a drug, one I wanted to be addicted to.
I swallowed hard and moaned softly against his ear, tightening my legs even more around him as he moved inside me, my fingers tightening with his again as I felt myself closer to that edge of bliss that I craved only with him. "I love you...you're my everything..."
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Squeezing her hands in mine, I shifted my hips and lust took over, I was no long in control of how hard, how fast, how deep I thrust myself into her body and suddenly it was just like it always was; I was getting lost in her, drowning, gasping for air like a sodding dying man. What a joke, but it felt true.
A broken groan erupted from my throat as I got closer, my insides were a fire of lust and want but I still wanted more. I thrust into her at a frantic pace, my mind stopping as the feel of her took over my senses; her warm wetness around me, her legs pressing against my back, the soft maddening pressure of her breasts against my chest, and her mouth. Oh bugger me that mouth, it hadn’t stopped kissing my face and neck and god if she ever stopped I didn’t think I’d be able to survive.
I moaned again,” come for me, love,” I said before capturing her lips in a dizzying kiss. “Let go, I’ll catch you. Always catch you.”
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I leaned up and kissed him back hard, my tongue flicking over his lips before dipping into his mouth to brush against his tongue. His hands left mine and I cried out against his lips when his hands moved to my waist and held me tight to him as his lips trailed down my neck to my breast.
My fingers dug into his skin as he used his tongue on my piercing he'd given me, making me tighten and shudder around him. "Spike...ohh..."
I heard his words again in my head and I did, I let go and I put everything I had into him and knowing he'd catch me. I cried out his name and tightened around him, gasping and painting for unneeded air as he held me close, my body shaking with his.
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“Tara, love…” I groaned as she cried out my name and clenched around me, her muscles fluttering deliciously around my cock. She was so close, so was I for that matter and I didn’t want to delay it any longer, I wanted the warm oblivion that I only got from coming inside my beautiful girl.
“Fuck,” I grunted, angling my hips and thrusting roughly in and out of her until I felt her cunt clench and her back arch. She cried out and gripped onto me, her nails tearing at the skin of my back. The smell of her arousal and my blood filled the air and drove me bloody wild, sending me into oblivion until all I could feel was her against me, around me…and the warm weight of arousal in my stomach…
And as she came again, tightening around my dick, warmth exploded in my belly and I came inside her with a roar, burying my head in her neck and thrusting into her erratically as I road out the exquisite aftershocks of my orgasm. Bugger me…fuck, how I adored her.
I kissed the skin of her neck lazily. “Love you,” I mumbled into her skin when I’d recovered a tad.
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A pang of sadness washed over me and I missed my heartbeat. If I were still alive my heart would be pounding in my chest from everything, my skin would be warm even covered in sweat.
I remember that first time we were together, how good he made me feel even though I was scared. I missed that - not that he didn’t make me feel good now, goddess he did - I miss the little things.
I miss my heart beating. I miss the sun. I miss…I miss being alive.
Spike moved and pulled me to him, I wrapped my arms around his waist and sighed contently. I do love him even though everything I think and feel is one big mass of confusion. “Thank you.” I whispered, leaning up and kissing his neck where I’d bitten him days ago - or was it weeks? Everything blended together now so I wasn’t sure.
Squirming against him I wrapped my arms tightly around him, putting my leg over his and feeling the air in the room go over my bare skin. Maybe things will be ok, they can’t always be bad; even if this was The Hellmouth.
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