Thayer turns and glares at me. “Is this your bedroom?” He scratches his head staring at the center of the room and continues, “Are you a witch?”
“No it’s not and yes I am.” I whisper but loud enough that he can hear me. He hasn’t bolted from the room yet, so it is safe to say he is not freaked but curious. “Ask me what you want. I’m an open book right now.” I take a seat on the end of the bed, kicking my feet back and forth, as I wait for him to say something.
“How long have you been doing this? Are you a good witch or a bad witch and why did you trust me to bring me in here?” He asks one question after the next as he paces the room.
“I was born this way and I learned about it when I was eighteen. I am mostly good but I like to be bad sometimes and it wasn’t about trust because I can wipe away your memory anytime I want.” I peer up at him and his large frame wanders over and stands directly in front of me.
He leans down to where his face is almost touching mine. “You wouldn’t do that now, would you?” His voice is almost a whisper but husky and sexy. I feel myself start to heat up and though several before have turned me on, there is something about Thayer that wakes up my sexual desire and brings it to my throat.
“I would and I will if I don’t trust you now or after you leave.” I utter, crossing my legs to clinch in the want I feel for him so I don’t snatch him onto this bed.
“Tell me more about this room and why it is locked. You mentioned that it wasn’t your bedroom.” He bites his lower lip and climbs onto me, pushing me onto the bed.
“It’s simple. I like sex, but I love pleasure more. I cast spells in here that enhance the orgasm and the whole experience. It is quite phenomenal.” I explain to him as he leans in closer to my lips. I could take him at any moment and get this show started but there is something in the way he scrutinizes me that makes me want to converse with him more. Others have asked the same questions before, but his tone is different, almost as if he already knows something I don’t. Thayer presses his lips to mine and crushes his body full force onto my small frame. I grab his arm and firmly push on him until he relaxes. “I want to feel what you experience but I don’t want to forget afterwards. I want to know everything when we are finished and after I have left. I won’t tell anyone your secret, and if it is as good as you say it is then, I want to do it again.” He rolls over off my body and props himself up on his elbows and gazes over at me. “Okay but know that if I decide that I can’t trust you then I will wipe your memory clean. I’ve never had anyone walk out of here remembering the magic performed here. This is a first for me.” I cave. Me, I cave to a man that is nothing more than a toy for me. What has gotten into me since we fucked in the foyer of my loft? He has turned me into every other needy woman in the world but for some reason it’s okay and I like that I feel this way.
I scoot to the edge of the bed and stand up. “I’m going to walk over to the magic circle and I want you to stay here until I order you to move.” I cock a half smile, march over to the circle, and sit with my legs crossed mid-shin in the center of the articulate design. I light all the candles at once after I chant the words, Fire high. Fire low. Now fire glow. The red candle is for sex and the pink one is for lust. I sprinkle a protective powder on the pink candle to symbolize the red one is my target as I visualize that I am a sexual goddess and the man closest to me has a desire to pleasure me and the more I am pleasured the more aroused he will become. Then I gently rub a soothing oil on my arms. I bite my lip to finish off the spell. The flames of the candles change from a warm golden flicker to a deep red flame. I know from the deep shade of red that the spell is complete and I stand up and turn to face Thayer on the bed. The expression that spreads across his face is erotic and I can feel the heat from his body on mine without even touching his skin.
“It's time to play dress up.” I enlighten him as I saunter over to the massive size closet that is filled with different types of costumes. Humm, what should we be today? Ah ha! I have the perfect thing. I remove two outfits and toss Thayer his just before I slip out of my clothes and let them drop to the floor where I stand and they puddle at my feet. When I finish and give myself the once over in the large mirror hanging on the wall next to the bed. Thayer is wearing a pair of red velvet pants, topped with white fur at the bottom of the legs while I am dressed in a red velvet dress that lands halfway down my ass, leaving the other half exposed. “Mr. And Mrs. Claus seemed like the perfect fit for a night like this. Don’t ya think?” I pose with one hand on my hip, dropping a sinful smile his way. “Damn woman you look fucking hot.” He responds, “You just made my dick stand up and salute.” He reacts with excitement in his voice. It doesn’t take long before he is all over me. Our bodies slam into the mirror and within a few seconds we have stripped the comforter off the bed and the clothes have been lost. Normally when I play dress-up, we actually role-play before we start fucking. The chemistry Thayer and I have for one another is like nothing I have ever felt before. I’m not sure exactly what to think about it. It happened before the magic.
Thayer glides his large hand slowly up and down my slender thigh causing my body to shiver. I entangle my fingers into his dark, silky hair and press my lips firmly on his. I love the way his kiss tastes sweet yet salty. It’s almost like eating a chocolate covered pretzel and then devouring the whole bag. Sinfully delicious. His hand reaches the apex of my thigh and moves higher up, teasing me more with each stroke. “Open your legs.” He barks. I do as I am told even though I am used to being the one in charge. The firmness in his tone turns me on more. He pushes my legs further apart and runs his hand along the outside of my pussy with smooth and précis movements. One of his fingers penetrates though the folds and reaches the wetness that has been building up. He slides it up and down getting lower each time until he barely touches my ass. He pushes himself back until his face is in the center of my legs and he is facing me. His brown eyes blaze and he licks his lips before disappearing below. I can feel his tongue glide across the slick folds. His hands reach up under my hips and lifts me up a little higher as he continues stroking and licking. I feel his fingers push deep inside me as he begins to suck. Oh my…the pleasure is so intense. I try to hold back so I don't come yet but it is getting harder with every move he makes. I tug on his overgrown hair to get his attention but he ignores me. I let out a loud moan and my breathing is getting rougher as I try to hold back. “Let go, Chenille. Come baby. Show me I am doing something right.” He murmurs before he slips his tongue inside me and pulls it out then repeating the pattern. I finally release. The orgasm is so intense and I know that the spell has worked but I have this feeling that it would have been this way without it. Thayer knows how to pleasure me by his words and his movements. There isn't anything he doesn't do that hasn’t turned me on deep inside the depths of my inner core. I want him to continue to do it for as long as we both can keep this up.
Hours later the spell has worn off and we are sore and dripping sweat. “You were right about the enhancement. I don't know if I can ever go back to the normal way again.” Thayer says while rubbing his hand lightly up and down my back.