| Chapter nineteen Lindsey offered his hand to help Douglass stand up, and was unprepared to be yanked down to the ground. Before he gathered his senses Douglass was straddling him, her dress riding up her thighs. Her usual slate blue eyes were more cobalt blue, and he wasn�t sure he liked the way she was licking her lips. �Ah Douglass, what are you doing?� �Do you really need me to tell you Lindsey?� Running her hand up his chest she seized his tie, and started to loosen it. �I�ve never seen you without one of these damn ties, have I ever told you how much I hate the whole suit and tie thing?� When she was able to undo the knot she whipped the tie off him and flung it to the other side of the small room. Lindsey was speechless. He had never seen Douglass like this... well he dreamt about her doing this. He felt his groin tighten, and knew that if he didn�t stop the situation now, things were going to get out of control. �We�re leaving...now.� Pushing her off his lap, he helped her up. He was defiantly unprepared for her hand to rub his hardening cock, and run her tongue along his jaw line. Lindsey closed his eyes and tried to fight the sensations that were building inside of him. This was wrong on so many different levels. But night after night he had dreams about this, well they weren�t in Adam Gallagher�s bathroom, but she was doing these things to him. Now he had a chance and all he could think about was how wrong this was. He didn�t want her like this. What ever was slipped to her was making her behave out of character. He needed to get her out of the house and back to her place. Angel would know what to do. With out a second thought Lindsey scooped Douglass up in his arms and carried her out of the bathroom, forgetting his favorite tie lying on the floor. ~~~~~~~~ Aria was surprised to say the least when Lindsey came rushing out of the bathroom, with Douglass in his arms. His tie was missing and the top buttons on his shirt open. �Well?� �Tell you father that we left...Tell him that Douglass wasn�t feeling well.� Lindsey brushed past her not slowing his step. �Is she okay?� Aria followed him down the hall to the entryway. �I don�t know. She�s acting weird.� To prove his point Douglass started to kiss his neck. Aria couldn�t help but stare as the girl in Lindsey�s arms began to nibble in his ear. The poor guy looked ready to explode, and Aria wondered what could�ve happened that would make the strawberry blonde so strangely. Helping Lindsey by opening the front door, she had no idea as to what she should say. Have a good night was out of the question. Thankful he was out of sight she started to close the door when she felt someone behind her. �Well?� Her father�s deep voice questioned. �Douglass wasn�t feeling well. Lindsey drove her home.� Aria gave her father the excuse that Lindsey gave her. Trying to step around him, she cringed when his hand grabbed her upper arm. �Why do I get the feeling you�re keeping something from me? You know something and I expect you to tell me now.� �I don�t really...� Aria lied. She knew she couldn�t fool him as he started dragging her to her room. She had never perfecting the art of lying to her father. When they reached her bedroom he shoved her in. Without a word he undid his belt, and stalked toward her. Swinging the belt at her back she didn�t need to be told not to make a sound. The metal part of the belt made contact with her back slicing it open, and her mind screamed out in pain. Another couple of swings and the pain would dull; she had years of experience to know this. After a few minutes her father stopped. �Are you going to tell me now?� ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Spike watched Douglass shifting at the dinner table. He could tell by the rise and fell of her shoulders that her breathing was abnormal. He saw her flee the dining room, and the Lawyer boy had followed her. �Where the Bloody hell is she going?� Spike raced from window to window to catch sight of Douglass. The rooms were all empty, and he started to get the feeling that whatever got the Lilah�s panties in a twist had something to do with Douglass�s behavior. Using the cell phone the redheaded witch gave him, he thought he had better call to warn the others that something wasn�t right. Letting the phone ring several times, Spike growled in annoyance when there was no answer. Circling the house for the second time Spike was ready to start pounding on windows. He heard the front door open and quickly ducked behind some bushes. Lindsey was carrying Douglass down the sidewalk to the parked cars. Spike couldn�t be for sure, but it looked like Douglass was licking the sod�s neck! Stealthy moving up from behind, Spike was assaulted by the scent of Douglass�s arousal. �What the Hell!� Lindsey swung around at the sound of Spike�s voice, almost happy to have someone there to assist. �Spike I can�t even say how glad I am that you are here.� �Then don�t.� Spike watched in horror as Douglass started kissing Lindsey�s neck, running the tip of her tongue up his jugular, and trying to get access to his lips. �Ah Brat...will you bloody well stop that!� �She�s been acting like this for the last thirty minutes. I think she might have been drugged.� �You think? Take a look at her you sod. Is this how she usually acts around you?� With a sigh he walked over to the couple and tried to pry Douglass out of the lawyer�s arms. The harder he pulled, the more she clung to Lindsey. �Brat you�re not helping here.� Her scent was distracting and the thought of her getting all frisky with Lindsey made him want to hurl. �Think of whose throat you�re trying to shove your tongue down. Remember the jackass who has you cussing in three different languages every time you have to be around him.� Yanking at her again he finally ripped her from the other mans arms only to trip to the ground on top of the witch. Out of Lindsey�s embrace and into Spike�s Douglass tried to look past Spike to where the object of her obsession was standing. �Get...Off...Me.I need him...NOW!� Squirming beneath him Douglass tried to claw her way out. Spike held tight, trying to keep her where she was at, but her nails scrapping down his face hurt like hell. �DAMN IT BRAT!� Spike yelped and jumped off her when she had been able to bring her leg up to make contact with his groin. Lindsey couldn�t decide to laugh or be concerned for Douglass�s mental state. She was getting more aggressive, and the time they were wasting was just making her worse. �I was trying to get her to Angel. The guy has the knack for solving these things, as annoying as it is.� �Tell me about it.� Spike watched as Douglass made her way to Lindsey again on her hands and knees. �But I think what Douglass is experiencing has only one cure. Not something anyone with half a brain would want the poof to do.� Lindsey watched Douglass wearily as she crouched in front of him, running her hands up and down his legs. �What are you talking about Spike?� �I�m thinking that the little witch has a healthy dose of an Aphrodisiac running through her. Usually a person wouldn�t care whom they shag, but she has her sights set on you. She just needs a few hours of a good pounding, and she�ll be fine.� Spike was trying to sound nonchalant, but what he wanted to do was tear Lindsey apart. Douglass was his adopted little sister, and he wished that there were another way to help her that didn�t involve the lawyer. He just hoped that whatever Douglass was slipped would wear off after she was satisfied. �Worse case scenario you have a great night of sex with the little witch.� �You have got to be kidding.� Lindsey�s eyes popped open when Douglass licked the outside of his pants, where is growing cock was. Spike lifted a brow in answer. �I have a feeling your friend Lilah knows something about this. I�ll be waiting for her when she leaves.� Spike turned to head back to the house. �Take care of her Lindsey. Chip or no chip I will tear you apart if you hurt her.� Lindsey tried to step away from Douglass�s assault. This was going to be one long night. |
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