The following morning, Winnie woke up itchy with need for Spike. Not that it hadn't been hot the night before - it was always hot with her one true love - but right now she needed that deep down feeling that she had been fucked by her man good and properly.

And Winnie knew just how to get what she wanted while giving Spike what he called the best wake-up call ever created.

As Spike invariably slept on his back unless sick, Winnie lifted the sheets to see indeed her man had his morning wood at full strength. Straddling him and rocking her hips to get her already-humming system kicked out of first gear into a heady second, she leaned down to kiss him, murmuring in his ear, 'Merry Christmas Michelangelo, wanna play a little game of hide the candy cane?'

'That...' Spike sighed on a smile as his eyelids fluttered open to the glorious sight of Winnie on top of him naked with the saucy look in her eyes that said she wanted it badly from him. 'That is not one of your better lines, my love.'

'I know but when I'm this horny for you, I'm lucky to remember my own name,' she replied in a sultry tone, her voice thick already with lust for him. 'Unless you'd rather wait just have some coffee or hot chocolate.'

'You are my hot chocolate.'

'And you're my spicy caramel.'

Spike grinned, pushed himself up so Winnie was seated in his lap, the warm welcome of the secretive lips between her thighs making him twitch; he felt her shiver in excitement as he licked the pads of his thumbs before he cupped her breasts with his thumbs rolling over the points. 'Mmm, Win, did you wake up wet or what?'

'Yes, actually I did.' Shifting so she opened wider for him Winnie licked her lips and let her head fall back on her shoulders as Spike's lips found her collarbone and made their way south towards the slopes of her breasts. She let out a little gasp as she felt his tongue caress the valley between them, leaned back to offer herself up for his feasting pleasure. Her gasp turned into a pleasured groan when he rolled his tongue over her pebble-hard nipples one at a time; the fact he didn't use fingers or thumb on its mate at the same time only heightened the tease for her. 'I woke up feeling like if I didn't have you right now I was just going to lose my mind.'

'Let's fix that, shall we?'

Spike grinned as he suckled at her breasts, juicy and ripe as summer peaches, moving his hands to pull her hips tight against his so he could grind his hard-on against her body and tip her backwards on the bed so she was pinned beneath him, his own private sexual banquet. He needed nothing else in this moment, just his sexy loving woman. He could smell the sweet slick scent of her, felt it against his member as she writhed beneath him. 'Mmm, what would my nice girl like to do to get naughty this morning?'

Winnie slid her middle finger into her mouth, smiled as she let it slip out. 'This-' she brushed her moistened finger over his mouth '-here,' she replied as she slipped that same finger down between her thighs, into her own vault. It was a move she loved to use wen she was having playtime for one when Spike was on shift or just out and she couldn't wait for him to be home. She loved to touch herself for him as well, but saved that move for when she was in a move to be extra x-rated for him. She arched her back as she pleasured herself for him, moaning deeply if quietly, so as not to arouse the suspicion of the rest of the household.

'Wanna try it out?' she breathed, and Spike nodded involuntarily; he gently took her wrist and lifted the fingers that had touched her own body so intimately and gently licked them clean.

'You taste so sweet, Winona.'

'You- oh!'

Winnie's head thumped back on the bed as Spike's hands found the backs of her thighs, lifting her legs so the back of her knees rested against his shoulders and his tongue began to lap at her, feasting as though she really did have honey flowing in and out of her body. He kept his lips still against hers while his tongue drove her mad; a quick flick his eyes upwards let him see Winnie's head rolling side to side as her hips rose and fell. Good, he thought absently, hot and ready for it but not so close to the edge that she would shoot over it wit a single thrust once he was inside her. He suckled, licked, swirled, went side to side and backwards with such a pace and tempo that her hand found the back of his head as a steadying point for her wracked system.

'Mike,' she moaned, 'look at me, my love.'

He did so, and nearly lost his mind when he saw Winnie caress her own breasts, then bend her head so she could flick her tongue over one still-hard nipple then the other. 'So hot how you touch yourself for me, Win.'

'I love being naughty for you.' Winnie did it twice more as Spike lowered his mouth to her honey-pot once more, then letout a strangled gasp. 'Oh-ohhh god! Oh!'

''You like that, my love?'

'Uh-huh, please...please do it again, Mike.'

Spike smiled, dragged her thumb over her trigger as he used his other hand to spread her lips and spear his tongue inside her. 'Mmm, I'm...ready...for...your... wet...hot...welcome, my love.'

'Me too.' The vowels were elongated and Winnie was certain if she didn't orgasm soon she'd go blind from pure need to feel Spike bury himself inside her. 'Please...please...I want you inside me, I wanna feel you come deep inside me, Mike.'

'Yes.' There was no other place Spike loved to be in the world than joined with his red-hot sexy Wonder Woman. Rising to his knees, Spike pulled her up from the bed so he could kiss her; it never escaped him just how hot it was she would do so and taste herself on his lips. 'You wanna be on top?'

'No, I wanna be on the bottom, I wanna feel you hot and hard inside me, I wanna...' Winnie's word were lost in a spate of moaning as the lips that had recently enjoy the attention of his mouth were teased with his tip, slow and sweet.

'I wanna fuck you, Win, good and hard.'

'Yes,' was all she could think to say; how did he make such tritely dirty words used countlessly before sound so damn hot? 'Yes, fuck me as hard as you like.'

'Hold onto me.' Spike nearly growled it, and leaving one of her legs on the bed he lifted the other so the back of her thigh pressed against his torso while he gripped her hips. His gaze never wavered from hers as she wrapped her fingers around his impressive length and helped him slide in, just past his head before he went the rest of the way in with a single thrust. 'My god Win, you are still so tight, so fucking hot.'

'Yes,' Winnie said again, then said it over and over as Spike, her guardian angel and red-hot lover, drove her to the point of madness. She felt her mind come apart, the fragments of her psyche splinter with bright light as her whole body seemed to clench before rocking with the explosion of a phenomenal orgasm. 'Again, my love, make me come again.'

Hips moving at lightening speed, Spike drove into her again and again, all the way to the hilt as he groaned with delight when Winnie clenched wetly, warmly around him. 'I...I...I love you Win,' he panted, unable to hold onto his razor thin control any more.

'I love you too, Mike, and I...I'm...oh, God, oh oh oh God, yes! Mike, I'm coming again, it feels so good, I love when you fuck me hard like this, oh...oh...oh! Fuck! Yes! Yes! Yes!'

She shuddered once more, so violently it was possible she lost a full layer of skin, and blinded by twin beams of love and lust Spike emptied himself inside her on a single gasp of triumph.

Spent, he slithered bonelessly down to snuggle against her, still joined most intimately with her, Spike kissed her before smoothing his hand over her body to find the thunderclap of her heartbeat. 'Winnie.'

'Yeah?'

'No, just...that's your name. You're Winnie I'm Mike. Just making sure that now that we've fucked each other's brains out we can still remember that much.'

Winnie giggled, stretched her arms. 'That...is exactly how I envisioned that round going when I woke you up with my magical girl powers known as being naked and hot.'

'That's the magic of women,' Spike agreed, 'you are exactly what gets my motor running, and running hot. Sophie, she's sexy but I don't turn into a slack-jawed idiot around her the way Ed does when he's about as horny as we were twenty minutes ago.'

'I won't bother asking if you'll still think I'm hot when I'm like a million months pregnant, but...' Winnie didn't wanna wreck the mood in the slightest but something Spike had said made her think now that the haze of hormones was slightly cleared. 'Will you still think the sex is good after having the babies? Or will it be like throwing a foot-long down a hallway?'

'Win, I know you,' Spike told her, taking her fingers and holding them close. 'I know you'll do those exercise things that help women tighten themselves back up and you're never one to skip out on doctor's orders.'

'But what if-'

'Win, I love you, and you'll always be the one I love, the one I want to make love with, and have sex with, and...' Spike nipped her earlobe. 'Fuck senseless in the guest room of her father's mansion.'

Winnie could only giggle, give him a quick kiss. 'We should get up.'

'I thought I was up already.'

'Oh, funny man. Ummmm...' She looked around sheepishly. 'We should probably shower because the last thing I want, especially after both of us had a sex talk with Aaron and his girlfriend last night, is to go upstairs with that very obvious fragrance hanging around us. Normally I wouldn't care but we did it last night and this morning and-'

Spike cut her off with a quick kiss. 'It's adorable how quickly you go from a being better than a porn star in bed with me to bashful about what your family will say. I know we're in their house but it is so damn cute.'

'Remind yourself of this moment when my brother tells you he and Devon finally took the leap and took each others' V.'

'They did?'

Winnie bit back the giggle at Spike's sudden panic. 'No, but it's a solid probability in the future.'

'Winnie it's Christmas, play nice. Right now I'm just thinking about how long we can play in the shower before anyone gets suspicious.'