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Spike has been back for seven hours. He still won't let me leave the bed. I am feeling rather exhausted. He seems different somehow. I don't know what happened, but I am so thankful that Angel is here to help him relieve his desires. I don't think I can move.

"Let's take a dip in the jacuzzi..."I hear whispered seductively in my ear. I look into shining blue eyes. Is he not tired yet? Grumbling, I get up and follow him into the bathroom. I see Angel sleeping still. Lucky dog...The jacuzzi was an Angelus purchase. He thought it looked like fun. I watch as Spike gets into the tub, admiring his legs, his ass...his back. I never thought I would find a back sexy. Of course, on Spike, I find everything erotic.

"Join me." he orders softly.

I feel apprehension spread through me. There is a tone in his voice that I haven't heard before. Holding back my fear, I decide that this is probably just another game. As I climb into the tub, he tells me to sit on his lap, facing away from him. I do as he requests. His arms reach around my body to pull me close. His chest n against my back, his face at my neck and hair, and his hands are lightly caressing my belly. The bubbles are going off all around us, making it all very sensual. He lightly kisses the back of my neck. Oh, if he only knew what that did to me...His hands move up and are fondling my breasts very gently, then leave again.

Suddenly, it is as though he has three pairs of hands. I feel him touching me everywhere all at once. Are they his hands or the bubbles? I can no longer tell. I feel his fingers dipping between my legs, gliding up and down my thighs, grazing the outside of my lips, but never quite touching my core. I find myself wriggling in ecstasy, my initial fears completely forgotten. I am getting caught up in the most beautiful sensations. His hands come up to my face, tracing the outline, feeling me, memorizing my face, still kissing the back of my neck.

"Spike..." I moan, over and over, until he finally flips me around to face him.

I can feel his erection and reach out to touch it. He scolds me, "Never assume you can touch me without permission. You must always ask first."

Surprised, I ask, "Please....let me touch you."

"I want you to ride me, Willow. Guide me to your sweet, wet hold and impale yourself on me."

His speech arouses me. I position myself so that I can feel the head of his cock brushing against me, slowly opening, and sighing with relief as I finally sink upon him, grasping the entire length of him until he has completely filled me.

I start to move up and down, the buoyancy of the water assisting me. My eyes never leave his.

"Oh Spike....It feels so good to feel you so deep inside me." I continue up and down, up and down. Remembering his words, I ask, "Please Spike...May I kiss you?"

In reply, he pulls my face toward his and takes my lips captive. He uses very slow, torturous kisses, keeping in rhythm with the up and down strokes, his hands now gripping my ass as he starts to pick up the pace. Oh Goddess, it feels so wonderful. I start to tingle all over.

Before I realize what is happening, I start to come. He convulses at the same time. I feel his teeth enter my neck swiftly. In exhaustion, my head falls onto his shoulder. He gently laps at the wound.

"I missed this." he says into my ear. "Its been too long."

He stands, carrying me with him. He takes me to the room and gently lays me on the bed beside Angel. I feel his gaze watching me as I drift off to sleep.

* * * * *

I awaken with a start. There is something very cold rubbing across my breasts. Ice! I try to move, finding my arms tied securely to the bed. I look into chocolate eyes and a wicked smile.

"Wakey...wakey...." Angel says.

"I'm awake...I'm awake."

He chuckles and removes the ice. He begins to run his cold, wet hands across my face, down my neck, all over my entire body. He removes his hand, only to have them return quickly. Leather gloves! Oh Goddess...I love the smell of Angel and leather. It instantly awakens my darkest desires. Again, he rubs his leather-clad hands across my face, down my sides and stomach, and down between my legs.

"Ever been fucked by leather before?" he asks curiously.

Oh Goddess....when he talks like that, it makes me crazy. An instant rush of heat and wetness travels directly to my core.

"No...no I haven't" I manage to stutter. As I say it, I feel his gloved finger slowly begin to penetrate me, working its way deeper and deeper. I feel so perverse, but all I can do is respond, bucking my hips at him and causing him to go deeper still.

I am mad with longing, incoherent, wanting him so badly....

"Oh Angel....Angelus..." I continue yelling over and over as his finger pumps in and out of me. Oh, this man is incredible. His gloved thumb is stroking my clit the whole while his finger is penetrating me.

"Oh...please don't stop." I moan.

He stops, but keeps the gloves on. He comes up to kiss me. I am moaning, dying inside, desperately needing release. This is torture. He leaves me momentarily, returning with an object. It is an ice bucket, and it appears to be full. He flashes a sexy smile as he places the bucket on the nightstand. I hear him reach for a piece of ice. I tense, not knowing what to expect. He places it directly on my mouth. He rubs the ice over my lips, getting them cold and very wet.

"Suck it" he commands.

I part my lips instinctively, and start to suckle it. I can feel it melting all over my face and running down my throat. He pulls it out, then pushes it back in, out and in, out and in, thoroughly fucking my face with an ice cube. He makes me suck it until it has completely melted. My lips are frozen. He reaches down and kisses them, his tongue entering my cold mouth.

He reaches for another ice cube. This one touches my chin and he slides it down my throat, outline Spike's bite....between my breasts, and finally to the nipple, which hardens instantly. He teases one nipple, then the other as the ice cube slowly melts. I can feel it dripping down between my breasts, down my stomach and sides. This is so erotic. I am cold, shivering, but I don't want him to stop. The ice cube gradually disappears. He reaches for another one.

This time, the ice cube begins it journey in the middle of my stomach, moving around in circles, going lower He takes the ice cube completely down the length of my leg, across the bottom of my foot, back up, until it too disappears.

He reaches for another one, this one centering on my clit. The first touch is jolting, as he slides it around. The ice cube melts down across my lips, causing me to arch up. Goddess, I want to feel him inside of me. He takes the cube lower, pressing it between my lips. It is so cold. I can barely stand it. I feel at my entrance, opening, spreading me, demanding entrance.

He continues to tease the opening for a minute longer, the cube now melting and dripping directly into my ass. I am mindless now., no longer capable of conscious thought, relying solely on my senses. All I can do is feel. Then, without warning, he nudges the rest of the cube inside, my lips involuntarily swallowing the intruder. The ice cube is melted instantly. I have felt so aroused. I want him so badly.

He stands beside the bed, totally naked, with his huge stiff erection staring at me. I watch as he begins to stoke his enormous cock. I am hypnotized, watching him manipulate it, working it up and down, faster and faster. Impossibly, it appears to be growing larger by the second. I lick my lips. He gets a look in his eyes, and is on me instantly. Oh Goddess....he sinks into me deeply. My hands strain at the bonds. I want to touch him. He pounds into me, over and over...deeper and deeper. I meet each thrust. The feel of the his leather clad hands holding my ass turns me on more that I want to admit. Finally, I feel my orgasm come. I shout his name, clenching him tightly into me. Within moments, his teeth are in my breast. Soon, he shoots himself into me.

Dazed, I look into his eyes. "Mine." he whispers before claiming my mouth in a bruising kiss.

My eyes see Spike sitting beside the bed, his naked cock limp between his legs. He brings his hand to my face, his come soaked finger outlining my lips. I lick his finger clean, as Angel releases me from my bindings. Exhausted, I turn over and fall asleep.