“If it makes you feel better, Loch is the only one I haven’t slept with,” Holly admitted.
Johnny’s face lit up. “Yes, that does make me feel better.”
“You really ought to cut him some slack,” she said. “He’s been through hell.”
“So have I.” Johnny’s gaze hardened. “The difference between him and me is that I didn’t use my pain as an excuse to be a terrible person.”
“Less talking, more fucking!” Hattie’s voice came from somewhere unseen.
“Oh God, maybe they are watching.” Holly felt ill.
“We don’t perform in front of an audience,” Johnny shouted. “Scram or your crystals stay empty!”
“No fun,” Hattie muttered.
Johnny turned back to Holly with a smile. “That’s one problem solved.”
“How do we know when we’ve done our job?” Holly asked. “What if we’re here for days?”
“I can think of worse things.” Johnny winked.
“I’m serious! What if the others think something bad happened? If they charge in here ready to fight, we could ruin the deal we’ve made.”
“In that case, time is of the essence. I don’t like to rush this kind of thing, but I can make do.” Johnny had the nerve to wink at her.
“You’re secretly loving this, aren’t you?”
“Think of it as a free night in a really weird niche hotel.” Johnny shrugged. “We’re alone. The bed is comfortable. Aside from the ominous crystal circle around the bed, it’s quite romantic.”
Holly looked around the room. It was kind of romantic. The soft lighting was charming.
“Look at this.” Johnny scooted to the edge of the bed and pulled on a golden rope. A canopy of deep blue gauze lowered around the bed.
“Better, right?” He grinned.
“I’m starting to wonder why they have this room in the first place.” Holly winced.
Johnny sat back down on the bed and pulled her close. “Do yourself a favor, and don’t think about it.”
“I get the feeling we aren’t the first ones to strike this deal. Why don’t they just charge the crystals themselves?”
“Yeah! Why would the witches who have no problem holding people at knifepoint have trouble finding men who trust them in bed? What a puzzle!”
“Point taken.” Holly chuckled. “Help me get my mind off how weird this is, okay?”
“Don’t mind if I do.”
Johnny drew Holly closer. He planted a trail of kisses along her shoulder and up her neck.
“I meant what I said earlier, by the way,” he whispered. “In the truck. I’m not leaving, no matter what.”
“I believe you.” Holly sighed. “I meant what I said in your studio. I wouldn’t survive losing you.”
“You’ll never have to worry about that.”
Johnny moved behind her to rub and kiss her shoulders.
Holly closed her eyes, willing herself to focus only on how wonderful his touch felt. It didn’t take long for her to forget about everything else.
Johnny slipped a hand under the hem of her shirt. Holly leaned back against him, allowing herself to relax even more.
“This isn’t so bad, right?” he whispered in her ear, sending a shiver down her spine.
“No, not at all,” she whispered back.
Johnny’s hand slid around to her front. He trailed his fingers over her belly, moving higher and higher until he reached the base of her bra.
Deciding to make things easier on him, Holly reached behind her and unclasped her bra from the back. Johnny slid his hand beneath her bra and cupped her breast. He stroked a finger over her nipple. Holly gasped softly.
“Look at the crystals,” he murmured.
Holly opened her eyes to see all of the crystals were glowing a soft pink.
“I wonder how bright they get,” she said.
“We’re going to find out.”
Holly closed her eyes and let her head fall back against Johnny’s shoulder. He continued to massage her breasts. After a time, he brought his other hand around and slowly trailed it down her stomach, beneath the waistband of her pants. When his finger brushed against her, she shuddered.
With both of Johnny’s hands occupied, Holly took it upon herself to push her pants down to her knees.
“Not so shy anymore, are you?” he teased.
“Don’t ruin the moment,” she murmured against his neck, eliciting a deep rumbling laugh from him.
Johnny teased her with his hands until she wanted more. She arched back, pressing her ass into his groin. She felt his hardness through his jeans.
“You’re in charge,” he told her. “Your wish is my command.”
“Take off your jeans.”
“Just my jeans?” She heard the smile in his voice without having to look at him.
“Everything.”
While Johnny pulled off his jeans and shirt, Holly removed her top and kicked her pants to the side. When both were completely naked, she returned to her position in front of him.
Johnny stroked her sensitive core once more. Slowly, he pushed a finger inside of her.
Holly let out a shuddering gasp. She reached behind her to stroke his hard length.
The crystals deepened in color to a vibrant magenta.
When Holly was ready, she rose up on her knees.
Johnny needed no instruction. He stretched his legs out on either side of her, took her by the hips, and slowly lowered her onto his cock.
A delicious shudder tore through her body as she took him inside of her. Once she was comfortable, she began to rock her body with his.
Johnny laid back against the nest of plush pillows as Holly rode him. When he reached for her, urging her to face him, she didn’t resist. When she lowered herself onto him a second time, she tipped her head back and closed her eyes. Even under unusual circumstances, it was so easy for her to lose herself in him.
Johnny grasped her hips and held her still while he thrust up into her. With every impact, Holly’s pleasure increased, and
