My thighs pressed together instinctively. The car got quiet except for the hum of the engine and the occasional rustle of Halloween wind against the windows. Outside, kids in cheap costumes darted between houses.
“I mean…” I cleared my throat. “It felt real. In there. Powerful.”
“It was.” His voice dropped. “This shit ain’t just ‘bout no sex spell anymore. It’s bigger than that. You did some shit tonight that shifted the whole veil.”
I stared out the window, trying to process everything. The list. The spell. The sex. The ritual. And that potion? I tasted fate on my tongue. If this spell didn’t work… I wasn’t ready to let him go. And I don’t think he was ready to disappear. “You’re not scared?” I asked, softer this time.
“I told you, I ain’t scared of shit, ma,” Khalid spoke, pulling over on a dark, dead-end street. “We got twenty minutes,” he murmured as he cut the engine with a big ass grin on his face. “Let’s not waste it.”
Before I could blink, he reached under my thighs and yanked me over the console like I weighed nothing, dragging me into his lap. I gasped, my knees hitting the driver’s seat on either side of him, my back pressed to the steering wheel.
That demon dick was already hard, and the way he looked at me like I was a meal, a prayer, a curse, and a blessing all wrapped in one? It had my heart pounding loud enough to drown out the ticking clock.
“Pull the damage out ,” he growled. “You know what to do.”
My hands fumbled with his slacks until that heavy dick flopped out like it had its own attitude. “You tryna break me before the veil closes?” I whispered, licking my lips.
“Nah,” he said, stroking his dick slowly as he stared at me. “I’m tryna fuck you so deep the spirits know to keep me right here so we can build something that lasts.”
My pussy started pulsing as I lifted my sweater dress and he slid my panties to the side. I didn’t even wait. I reached between us, gripped that thick shaft, and guided him inside. We both gasped at the same time, our bodies locking together like we’d been made to do this. “Oh, fuuckkk…” I moaned, head dropping to his shoulder as he filled me up, slow and deep. “Khalid!”
“Yeahhh,” he groaned, bucking his hips once. “Say my name. Let the universe hear that shit.” I rode him slowly at first, but he didn’t let me keep control for long. He grabbed a fistful of my ass and bounced me on him hard, growling against my throat. “This pussy mine for real now, right?” he hissed.
“Hell… yes…” I gasped.
“Say that shit like you mean it.”
“I swear… this… fuucckkk… this pussy is yours!”
He thrust up, and I screamed, forehead slamming into the headrest. The windows fogged up and my car shook. He yanked the top of my dress down, sucking my nipple into his mouth like he’d die without the taste. His other hand rubbed tight circles on my clit while he fucked up into me like a demon for real.
“I ain’t goin’ nowhere,” he grunted. “You always gon’ keep this pussy nice and wet for me, ma?”
“Y-yes! Khalid, fuck… don’t stop!”
I was unraveling and loving every second of it as my pussy dripped for him. “Let me hear you,” he growled. “Let the universe know who you belong to.”
“Khaliiiiidddd!!!”
My climax hit like a wave crashing through the windshield. I cried out so loud I swore the spirits clapped. My legs trembledand my body seized as my soul tore loose. I came hard and messy, creaming on his dick, and of course, he didn’t let up. Khalid slammed into me a few more times, panting like a beast until he shuddered beneath me. His arms locked around my waist. His head dropped to my chest.
“Fuuuck, Wednesday,” he moaned, his body jerking back to back as his whole soul poured into me. I lay my head on his shoulder as he planted soft kisses on my neck and caressed my back. “Aye, look at the time,” he murmured, breathless.
My head whipped around towards the dashboard, and I saw it. It was two minutes past midnight. My mouth fell open as I turned back around to face Khalid. The look on his face was indescribable, but I felt the emotion in his tone as he said, “Told you I ain’t going nowhere.” Then, he slipped his tongue into my mouth and we kissed like two lost souls finally reunited.
We didn’t say a word. We just stayed wrapped around each other, breathing heavily in the dark, enjoying the moment. That is, until a loud bang on the window snapped us out of our post-orgasm haze.
“Y’all nasty as hell!” an old man barked through the foggy glass, his cane tapped aggressively against the car door. “I got grandkids on this street! I oughta call the cops! Take that shit somewhere else!”
I yelped, scrambling to pull my dress over my titties. “Oh my God!”
Khalid didn’t miss a beat. He adjusted his slacks while pushing his finger on the button to let the window down. “Shut the fuck up! Tell the cops I’m back, muthafucka. I’m aliveeee!”
The man’s mouth dropped open like he wasn’t expecting a response. “The hell is…”
“Get you some pussy, my nigga!”
Khalid hit the gas, tires screeching as he reversed back down the dead-end street with me trying to stuff my panties in my bag and laughing so hard I could barely breathe. “You’re insane,” I wheezed between giggles.