Title: Caught Between Two Lovers Author:Pattyanne snapkik@yahoo.com Disclaimer: Not mine Feedback: Lot's of it please. Summary: Takes place early second season. A retelling of Buffy and Spike's first meeting. For the purposes of the story, Angel has never existed and Spike is a little different. Part twelve..... Hot Summer Night ~~~~~ "It was a hot summer night And the beach was burning There was fog crawling over the sand When I listened to your heart I heard the whole world turning I see the shooting stars falling through Your trembling hands...." ~~~~~ "Something new?" she gulped. "When we get home?" "No." He shook his head slowly. "Right now." Buffy was still uncertain. "Here...in the car?" William lifted her hand and pressed a kiss into her soft palm, then placed it on the fly of his jeans. "Yes. Here in the car." Her fingers curved instinctively over his prominent erection, and he heard her breathing kick up a notch. The thought of it was exciting her. He knew it for certain when he picked up the scent of her arousal. "Unzip them," he said, without taking his eyes off the road. After a hasty glance about to make sure there were no other cars around to see what she was doing, Buffy grasped the tab of his zipper and pulled it down. When his hard length was released from the confinement of denim, she looked at him curiously. "Don't you ever wear underwear?" He chuckled. "No. Too confining...especially when I'm around you." "Why especially me?" she asked, honestly unaware. He smiled at her. "Because every time I see you, I get an instant hard on," he said, waiting for her cheeks to turn that fetching shade of pink he loved. She obliged him by blushing, then surprised him by reaching into his pants and taking hold of his erection without being asked to. He muttered a soft curse when he felt her small hand wrap itself firmly around his cock. "Do you like that?" she asked boldly. "Yeah," he managed to say. "Now...slide your hand up and down....that's it....oh, fuck, yes." "Are you watching the road?" She glanced up at him, concerned when she thought she saw his eyes glaze over. "Yes...I promise I'll...keep my eyes on the road..if you'll..." "If I'll what?" He shifted in his seat, allowing the car to slow down a little. "Go down on me..." Her eyes opened wide with shock. "In the CAR?" she squealed. "While you're DRIVING??" "Yeah...please, honey," he begged, desperate to feel her touch. Buffy shook her head. "I don't think that's a good idea at all!" she said firmly. "Baby...I want to feel your mouth on me," he whispered. "It's so soft and wet...come on, love...do it for me." She was wavering, he could tell by the tone of her voice. "Park somewhere, and I will," she offered. He shook his head. "No. Lay your head in my lap." He slipped one hand up and around the back of her neck, applying a little pressure. "Suck me." Buffy allowed him to pull her down, although she was still very ambivalent about the whole idea of doing what he asked while he was driving a car. "I don't think I should," she said, even as she was moving to do what he wanted. "Yes, you should," he replied. "I'll be careful. I promise I won't...." Anything else he'd been about to say was abruptly erased from his mind when he felt her open her mouth and take the head of his cock between her lips. She sucked lightly, keeping hold of him with her right hand. "Ohhh...baby, that feels so good..." he groaned softly, stroking her hair. "Harder...suck harder...yeah..." His head drifted back against the head rest. "ahh oo aching uhh woad?" Buffy asked, trying to speak around the considerable mouthful he was giving her. The vibrations of her words on his sensitive prick was mind bending, and his hips instinctively lunged upwards. Unprepared for this, she gagged and tried to pull away. "I'm sorry," he said quickly, letting her move back and catch her breath. "I'm sorry, love...I just wasn't expecting you to try and talk...like that. Please...please don't stop. I won't do that again," he promised. Buffy was doubtful that he could keep that promise. She'd far rather they went back to her house, and she would then be perfectly happy to suck anything he liked. But she could see by the look on his face that he wanted to broaden her horizons again, and she wanted to please him. Making a quick decision, she gathered up all of her nerve and wrapped her arms around his neck. Leaning over, she bit down on his ear lobe and whispered, "I...I want you to..." He was intrigued by her behavior. "You want me to what, angel?" Her cheeks flushing again, she buried her face against his neck shyly. "...to make love to me." Sliding one hand down, she took hold of his erection again, squeezing it firmly. Hoping that he wouldn't suggest they try it while he was driving, she murmured, "William...I want you inside of me." The feel of her warm breath on his skin was driving him wild, and he swung the car into a U-turn and headed for the coast road. He pulled into the deserted beach parking lot and hit the brakes, then switched off the ignition. Reaching for her, he pulled her across her lap and pressed his mouth down on hers, thrusting his tongue in deep when she parted her lips. After cracking her arm on the steering wheel trying to get closer, she pushed him away a little. "Should we...get in the back?" she panted. He rubbed the red spot on her arm, and glanced out the window. Gazing up and down the water- line, he was suddenly struck by an inspiration. Opening the car door, he climbed out and rezipped his jeans. "Come with me," he said, holding out one hand. Buffy slid over the seat and got out on the driver's side. Placing her hand in his, she looked up at him and waited. ~~~~~ "You were licking your lips And your lipstick's shining I was dying just to ask for a taste We were lying together in a silver lining You know there's not another moment to waste..." ~~~~~ Placing another hard kiss on her mouth, he began tugging her across the sand towards a deserted life guard tower. Urging her up the ladder, he followed and pushed her up against the outer wall of the enclosure. Cap- turing her mouth again, he tugged her blouse out of her jeans and began to unbutton it. Buffy broke the kiss and opened her mouth to speak, but he placed his hand over it before she could protest. "Yes," he said curtly. "We're gonna do it right here and right now. Outside. I'm gonna pull your pants down and spread your legs, and I'm gonna bury myself in- side of you. I'm gonna fuck you until your knees give out...and then I'm gonna fuck you some more. Under- stand?" Her eyes wide as silver dollars, she nodded. Removing his hand from her mouth, he dropped to his knees in front of her and began to yank open her belt buckle, even as he wondered if he'd been too blunt and demanding. But then, he felt her fingers playing in his hair and caressing his neck. He looked up at her and saw her staring out at the dark water, a tender smile curving her lower lip, and he knew that she was enjoying his roughness. He pulled her pants and underwear down around her ankles, then nudged her legs slightly apart and darted his tongue in between them, tasting the wetness there. Buffy gasped and closed her eyes. Her head dropped back, impacting painfully with the wall, making a nice hollow thudding sound. "Ouch," she squeaked. "Careful, love," he said, looking up at her. With one hand rubbing the back of her head, Buffy used the other one to force him back between her thighs. Delighted with her demanding gesture, he began to lick and suck her, eagerly swallowing the fluids drip- ping from her. "God, baby...you taste so sweet. I could eat you forever." ~~~~~ "When you hold me so close That my knees grow weak And my soul is flying High above the ground..." ~~~~~ Her hands were on his face, forcing him to look up at her. "Kiss me," she whispered. Lunging to his feet, he took her mouth with unashamed lust, his tongue sweeping into it and touching every slick surface. Buffy's head reeled at the feel and the taste of him, of HERSELF on his tongue. She wrapped her own around it and sucked hard. He placed his hands on her waist and spun her around. "Kick your pants off one leg," he demanded, balancing her as she obeyed. When they were out of his way, he spread her legs a little wider and quickly unzipped his jeans. Taking his cock in his hand, he positioned it and began to push it in. With one stroke, he was completely inside her, touching her womb. Buffy's hands clutched at the damp wood, her nails scraping paint off. He had one arm around her waist and the other across her chest, his hand sneaking under her shirt and bra to hold one breast as he pounded into her from behind. Bending his head, he nipped at her ear. "Do you feel me, angel? Feel me sliding in and out of you? So wet and tight...oh, God!...so good, baby." With her cheek pressed against the "G" in the word "Lifeguard", Buffy whined an inaudible response. "Move your hips back against me.." he instructed her. "When I push in...you push back...yeah, that's it...that's my girl...such a good girl..." Close to orgasm, she bit down on her lower lip, con- centrating, striving for it, wanting it more than she'd ever wanted anything in her life. Her hips moved rythmically, clashing with his. So close...she was so...close.... He could feel the tension in her body, knew what was going through her mind. Without a word, he took one of her hands off the wall she was pressed up against. Raising it to his mouth, he sucked on her fingers until they were very wet, then guided them down in front of her. Placing them at the apex of her sex, he whispered hotly in her ear. "Play with yourself." ~~~~~ "I'm trying to speak, but no matter what I do I just can't seem to make any sound..." ~~~~~ "Wh..what?" she panted. He kept his fingers over hers. "Play with your- self," he repeated. "It'll help you come." Closing her eyes tight, she shook her head. "Oh, that's okay...I'm doing fine, thanks." He could literally feel her skin heating up as he smiled into her soft hair. "Then do it for me," he said, licking her ear. "I want to feel your hand down there." He moved her fingers deeper between her thighs, guiding them, making her rub them against her clit. His other hand fondled her breast, tugging on the hard nipple, squeezing it gently. Bracing his legs a little farther apart, he sped up the pace of his thrusts, grinding himself against her soft ass as he babbled nonsense into her ear. "Buffy...oh...yes...my baby...mine...so...sweet...so good...ahh...ahhh...gonna come...come on...come on...do it baby...pleaseplease...love...love...you...come with....me....NOW NOW NOW!! YESSSSS." Redoubling the pounding of his hips, he made her fingers move more firmly, rubbbing herself hard, until she was panting and moaning and coming under his touch, trapped between his pounding cock and his teasing fingers. As they recovered from the madness, he moved her hand from between her legs and licked her fingers clean of the sticky fluid that oozed out of her. Then, without disengaging from her warmth, he turned them around and leaned back against the wall. Sliding down, he kept her on his lap as he cuddled and caressed her, whispering his words of love into her shell pink little ear.... ~~~~~ "And then you took the words right out of my mouth Oh, it must have been while you were kissing me. You took the words right out of my mouth And I swear it's true I was just about to say I love you..." ~~~~~ "You all right, angel?" Buffy nodded, her eyes hazy with pleasure. "I think so," she mumbled. "Look up at the stars, love," he said. She did, and he then told her to close her eyes. Watching her long lashes settle on her cheeks, he whispered again in her ear. "Can you still see them?" With her eyes closed tight, she sighed. "Mm-hmm." He pressed his cheek against her hair. "Me, too," he said, rocking her in his arms. "Me, too." ~~~~~ "Oh, you took the words right out of my mouth, It must have been while you were kissing me. You took the words right out of my mouth, And I swear it's true, I was just about to say I love you.... Love you...... ~~~~~ End of part 12