The feeling that came over Dawn was overwhelming.
She had never felt anything like it. She felt warm on the inside.
It was like her butterflies didn't restricted their selves to her belly anymore. They were flying through her whole body including her head.
She groaned softly running her hands through Spike's hair.
Her body started to shake slightly as if an earthquake was building up.
Then finally she exploded with a load moan.
But Spike didn't stop.
And only seconds after that she arrived for a second time.
Spike crawled up on her.
She could feel him. She longed for him once again.
"You're mine" Spike gasped as he kissed her passionately.
He held her close to him running his hands softly, tickling over her back. T
hen he kissed her neck again and softly sucked on it. One hand found it's way between her legs again.
As he held her protectively he slowly moved his hands up and down. This time it took a while for her.
She was hot and cold.
She felt wanted. She felt it.
Finally.
Dawn felt the feeling releasing itself for a final time and this time it was more heavily.
She felt like it at least should have taken half a minute. Exhausted she fell onto Spike's chest.
He kept holding her so tightly that Dawn knew there was no doubt about him wanting her.
She felt tingly. She was itching for more.
"I want more. I want to feel you" Dawn pleaded.
"I thought we agreed that now it would revolve around you, pet" Spike winked.
"Yes and I want it" she forced herself on top of him and took of his underwear. She guided him into her and slowly started to move and bend over to kiss him as Spike held her close.
There was something about the look in his eyes when they were doing it that made Dawn feel like a real woman.
The feeling that she could pleasure him. That she could have him.
The way that he looked when the feeling for him was about to come.
And the point when he got there. His eyes clenched, he muttered her name and his face relaxed.