Thankyou, part two
She started to slow down a might and so I pinched her breasts harder, squeezing the ripe flesh and rolling her hard nipples between my fingers. God, this was the best night I’d had myself in a long bloody time.
It was too. Apart from the little bit of fear lurking in the back of my brain about the chip I was having a sodding field day. Tara was so pretty and responsive - not to mention the fact that she was letting me do bloody anything to her - that I was hotter than hell and I finally felt a little bit like my old self.
The old Spike would’ve taken Tara if he’d wanted her and that’s just what I was doing, only I used alcohol instead of violence. Maybe this could be a whole new strategy for me?
Feeling bold, I slid my fingers down her back and over her plump little ass, grabbing it and squeezing the warm flesh in time with her movements over me and then, ever so slowly so as not to scare the poor little thing, I started teasing her cheeks apart, looking for her entrance with my fingers…
"S-spike? W-wha..."
But I kissed her silent, cutting off her little good-girl pleading and pressed my fingers against her tight little hole. She squirmed deliciously and moaned into my mouth.
“Ssh, ssh, ssh, pet,” I mumbled against her lips. “Spike’s going to make you feel real good, just relax.”
Kissing her again and cupping her breast in one hand I slowly slipped my finger into her ass as she rode my cock. My balls tightened at the feel of her, so tight around my cock and my fingers and I pushed my finger into further, sliding it to the rhythm of her thrusts.
“So good,” I panted as I felt myself getting close to the edge. “Bit harder, yeah pet?”