Reality Bends to Desire

Spike pulled Wesley's shirt out of his waistband and slid his hand up his warm abdomen to play with his nipples without any barriers. "There are so many things I want to do with you, love," he said, biting gently over the mark he had left earlier on Wesley's throat. "Strip that gorgeous body of yours bare and spend hours tasting every inch of your skin. Push you against the wall and fuck you 'til you come so hard you can't stand afterward. Watch you touch yourself while you tell me what you want me to be doing to you." Trailing wet, open-mouthed kisses over Wesley's skin, Spike ground his hips against Wesley's, trapping him even more tightly against the counter.