His eyes smoldered.
My body ached.
I even made it a point to ignore a certain text message from two nights ago.
My life. My career.
I owned everything.
And now?
I was about to own Steven’s cock.
I hungered. I thirsted.
I felt ravenous.
Like a hungry animal…
No. Wait.
Like a witch.
A horny witch.
My powers were to possess Steven’s cock.
I walked out of the bedroom, naked.
My hair pulled up high into a messy bun.
My body smooth, clean, ready.
Steven looked up from his phone and his eyes grew wide.
“No fucking questions allowed,” I said. “Stand up and walk to the bedroom. Right now.”
Steven swallowed hard and did as told.
I stood proud, confident in my body.
When Steven walked by me, I reached for his cock.
I cupped hard between his legs.
He sucked in a breath and jumped and looked at me.
“Mine,” I said. “All mine.”
I then grabbed his right hand and touched my soft and smooth mound.
I eased his middle fingertip between my legs.
I curled my finger against his.
Pressing his finger between my legs.
A jolt of electricity shot through my body.