Every night since he left I’ve had this ache inside me. This pang of longing and…how’s this for irony; I feel like my soul’s missing.
My boy’s been gone for so long and hasn’t sent so much as a letter or a note, nothing. Till last week.
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"God, I love you."
My lips parted to speak and turned into a cry as he sunk his fangs into the flesh of my breast. "Fuck." I gasped, writhing under him and coming so hard that I ripped the sheets gripping them as I road out my orgasm under him, shaking when I felt him come inside me.
He collapsed on top of me and I wrapped my legs around his hips and kept him inside me; running my hands over his skin I smiled lazily. "I love you." I whispered, leaning down and turning his face to me. "Missed you saying that, lover."
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"I love you. Missed you saying that, lover."
“Missed saying it,” I replied, slowing pulling out of her and rolling to the side. I grabbed around the waist and pulled her to me, wrapping my arms around her and closing my eyes and just getting lost in her. She’d probably never let me forget it, but who gave a fuck, it’d been too long since I’d been able to take comfort in someone.
“So where’ll we go?” I asked, turning to her and brushing a strand of hair from her face. “Where do you wanna go?”
She better not want to go back to Spike, there was no fucking way I was sharing her. Not anymore.
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Then you shouldn't have left me for that asshole. But I don't speak that, things are good and calm for a while and I want things to stay like that. "Then keep saying it." I felt him pull me to him and I curled myself against him, feeling myself relax and get lost in his touch again.
"So where'll we go? Where do you wanna go?
I closed my eyes and leaned into his touch. "Anywhere, maybe back to the states." I murmured. I turned to face him and nuzzled my nose against his neck, purring softly and nipping his sweat soaked skin. "They won't look for us there. We could hide in Canada if you want. I don't care." I pulled back and looked up at him. "If you're there, I'm happy."
We laid there for a while and I kept my body against his, loving the feeling of his body against mine. "We should go before he comes back, I'd like to avoid a fight." Even though he should know that I would fight for him.
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I was about to ask her what she meant by “back”…she better not mean back to him, but my fears were calmed when she continued.
"They won't look for us there. We could hide in Canada if you want. I don't care….If you're there, I'm happy
Canada sounded good; I hadn’t been there…hell, since I was alive. Wonder if it had changed a lot. Probably had, all of America had so it probably followed Canada would have too. Yeah, that sounded good. I did want to go, I really did. Angelus could go and get fucked as far as I was concerned I was sick of his games and tonight was just the last straw. I wasn’t going to let him turn me into some sort of pathetic housewife, sitting at home while he did god knew fucking what.
"We should go before he comes back, I'd like to avoid a fight." She was right, we should. But there was one thing I wanted to know first ( ... )
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“What did he do? I know I sent you the letter but why did you decide to come here…and why don’t you want to go back to him.”
"It..." I sighed and licked my lips. "I don't know, it just...it got bad. He forgot that we used to be equals and...I was tired of being a trophy to him." I shook my head and looked up at him. "I don't wanna talk about him any more. I'm done and I want to start ours. We've waited nearly a century and I'm tired of waiting. I just want you." It was true.
Slowly I moved and climbed up on top of him, kissing my way down his chest and then back up to his neck. "We should pack and get out." I grinned. "You better bring the cat-o-nines. You're so not done using it..." I purred softly, groaning at the feel of his body against me.
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"We should pack and get out….You better bring the cat-o-nines. You're so not done using it..."“Damn right I’m not,” I grinned, taking it from her and rolling over to get out of bed. I missed her body against mine as soon as I did, but she was right. Better to get going and avoid any fucking hassle with Angelus. He could be a possessive bastard when he thought he was being played ( ... )
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"I'm not gonna force you. But I can't...I'm not gonna share you Lindsey, not any more. If you don't want me and you don't want to go just tell me and I'll leave. Never look back."“No,” I said, grasping her hands on my waist. “Jesus, Tara, I don’t want you to go, I want to be with you. I wouldn’t have written the letter if I didn’t. Leaving…it’s just not something I can do without giving it a bit of thought. We’ve been together for sixty years ( ... )
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“No...Jesus, Tara, I don’t want you to go, I want to be with you. I wouldn’t have written the letter if I didn’t. Leaving…it’s just not something I can do without giving it a bit of thought. We’ve been together for sixty years….”
"I know." I whispered, tightening my arms around him and biting my lip, not wanting to let him go. Ever.
“Screw the packing...Wouldn’t it be much more fun to find somewhere to rob? I haven’t done that in ages.”
I purred. "Mmm yes, we could eat some pretty young thing after raping her for hours. Then steal her money and have a wonderful night on the town." I drug my nails over his chest and felt myself melt into his kiss, tightening my arms around him and getting lost in him and his kiss.
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The things she’d suggested for us to do as soon as the sun went down sounded fun, but it probably wouldn’t be a good idea to do any of it before we got a decent distance from here and Angelus. Not that I was scared of the fucker, far from it, I knew all his tricks by now, it was just I didn’t trust myself if I saw him again…I didn’t know if I’d still be able to leave with Tara if I did and I wanted to, damn, I wanted it so bad. It was just better to make this simple.
“Don’t stop,” I moaned as she started moving that sweet little mouth of hers over my cock. I was almost ready to come already and instead of fighting it, I let it wash over me as she took me deeper and sucked me harder.
“God, yes, fucking hell,” I groaned as I ( ... )
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I worked my tongue on the underside of his cock, swallowing against it and moving my mouth as best as his hands would allow. I sucked and licked with everything I had, realizing just how much I missed his taste and the feel of him. I couldn't get enough of him and I knew that once we were away from Rome that we were going to end up eating some pretty young thing and fucking each other until we couldn't see straight.
"Don't stop. God, yes, fucking hell."His cock swelled in my throat and I felt him come, his hands hard in my hair and making me keep him all the way in as he filled my mouth and throat with come ( ... )
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“Now,” I said, pulling her close and slipping a hand down between her thighs. She was slick with arousal still, and before I knew it I’d slid three fingers into her inviting cunt. She moaned softly and I grinned as I began to fuck her hard with my fingers, rubbing a thumb over her clit and only regretting that I hadn’t had the fucking foresight or restraint to pull out of her mouth so I could do this to her properly. Oh well, plenty of time for it now, now that we were together for the long haul.
“I’m going to do this ‘til you come,” I promised, lifting her leg around my waist. “And then we’re going to get dressed and get the fucking hell out of her and when we’re far enough away, we’ll play all your nasty little games. Maybe we’ll even see how hard I need to fuck you to make you pass out.”
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“I’m going to do this ‘til you come,"
He lifted my leg around his waist and I felt his fingers deeper into me and oh god. I felt my body start to shake, gasping and panting as his fingers hit ever live spot inside me, making me ache for more of him.
“And then we’re going to get dressed and get the fucking hell out of her and when we’re far enough away, we’ll play all your nasty little games. Maybe we’ll even see how hard I need to fuck you to make you pass out.”I shivered and moaned. "Oh god yes." I felt myself tighten around his fingers, my hips moving to him even more. "Maybe if you're a naughty little boy I'll beg you to whip me again; make me hurt and cry and bleed..." I was panting and I gripped onto him harder. "You still haven't made me cry, Lindsey..." I taunted him, arching my back and digging my nails ( ... )
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“Don’t you worry,” I said as I watched her come, slipping my fingers from between her thighs slightly as she arched and squirmed. “I will.”
I watched her closely as she licked her own juices from her fingers. God, she sure knew how to make a man hot under the damn collar. But we didn’t have time for games now, I could smell the sun disappearing behind the horizon. He’d be back soon.
"We should get dressed, I want to leave now."
“All right,” I agreed, moving back to the closet. “The shower’s there, if you want,” I said pointing to the bathroom on the other side of the room. “Don’t know if there’s time though.” I glanced at the curtained window before pulling out a dark blue shirt and searching for some pants.
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I searched for my clothes and found my jeans, slipping them on I looked over at Lindsey and smirked. "Screw the shower." I gave him a dangerous smile. "We both know that it'll get you hot and bothered to know that I'm covered in you and your scent." I moaned and walked up behind him, tying the edge of his shirt at my waist. "Not to mention you have no idea how it feels to have your come leaking between my thighs all night."
Tossing my hair over my shoulder I looked him over and slipped my hand in his. "Ready to go baby? Start our life together."
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"Ready to go baby? Start our life together."
“More than ready,” I said, smiling and doing up the last button on my shirt. “You go ahead, I’ll be there in a minute.”
I watched as she left the room and made her way to the front door. This was the right choice, and I was happy to make it. Couldn’t really leave without saying goodbye though. Grabbing a pen and a scrap of paper, I scrawled a quick note.
”Hope you had a good time today with whatever you were doing. I had a visitor while you were out. Tara, you might remember her. Anyway, she couldn’t stay for long and as it turns out, neither could I. Be seeing you.”“Hopefully not too soon, though.” I smiled and dropped the note on the bed on ( ... )
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