I let my eyes roam over her delicious curves. My tongue lapped at my lips. I could do that without concern she might reject me because she was a figment of my imagination and she was under my complete control.
Her eyes roamed over my body. I always ensured to work out every day. I spent a lot of time sat in a chair and would have turned soft otherwise.
Boy, she excited me. Just one glance and I lost control. I knew from the very first moment I saw her she was going to be a distraction.
A welcome distraction.
But would she be more than that? I didn’t know. But I could dream.
Her nipples were pert and stiff and made tiny tentpoles beneath the silk fabric.
What would she say? I wondered.
She opened her mouth to speak but I shook my head.
No. I wouldn’t put words in her mouth. Instead, I would just look and yes, touch.
I felt at her swollen breasts and rubbed her nipples between my thumb and forefinger. She groaned and shut her eyes. I slipped my hand under the nightdress and pinched her nipple harder.
She moaned in both pleasure and pain.
I took one nipple in my mouth after the other. Then I gently brushed her legs open with a knee and slid closer to her, rubbing my hard cock against her. I reached down and felt her moisture beneath my fingers. She gasped as I slipped a finger inside her and gently rocked back and forth.
She kissed me on the lips and I felt her gasps on my face as I slipped another finger in and moved them in circles. She wrapped her arms around me and pulled me closer. She ground her hips against my hand, bucking as I brought her to the first rise.
That was it. I couldn’t wait any longer.
I pulled my pants down and slammed hard inside her. I ground deep and pumped away at her. She pressed her hands to my ass as I worked her. She pulled on me, helping me explore her deeper and deeper.
My hand was locked tight around my bulging cock, moving fast and angrily with each imagined thrust. I kept my eyes closed. The image was so strong, so vivid, I swear I could feel her tighten around me.
Then she rocked me back and straddled me, riding me mercilessly back and forth. I lay back and let her use me to pleasure herself. She tugged her nightgown off over her head and tossed it to the floor. Her breasts bounced. I reached up and took them in my hands, pinching her nipples between my fingers as she drove me toward my own climax.
Seeing her on top of me like that, taking control, pushed me over the edge. I lay there for a moment, enjoying the sweet sating satisfaction of sweet relief.
But she didn’t fade away just yet. She lay on my chest, me still inside her, and we lay like that, without words, and I smelled her hair and felt the heat burning in waves off her body.
I had found happiness.
Her cute smile was the last thing I saw as she faded away.
A ghost.
I moved to the bathroom and took a shower, cleaning myself off. Refreshed, I returned to the bed, this time feeling much better about its huge size.
I was glad I got her out of my system, I thought.
I needed my mind clear for the day ahead.
And what would I do when I woke up? Would I join them for their day out? No, I didn’t think so. They would enjoy their day more without me there. And I got to do the thing I enjoyed most too—work.
Well, maybe not the thing I enjoyed most…
That accolade belonged to spending the night with Bianca. If it was even half as good as I imagined, it would trump work by a country mile.
My dreams were consumed by sexy legs and fulsome breasts. I kept waking up and rolling over, hoping to find the woman of my dreams there beside me.
But she never was.
When my alarm finally went off, I dragged myself into the shower and kept thinking about the one I took last night. She’d cast a spell on me for sure. I bet if I did some research into the human race, I would find more than a small hint of witchcraft.
And she would be at the coven’s head.
By the time I came out of the shower, Waev had taken my clothes from the wardrobe and arranged them on the bed. He didn’t serve as my valet. Asking another man to dress me always seemed a little… off. Besides, I only had one type of suit and it wasn’t like it was complicated.
I headed downstairs to breakfast. I usually liked to use those quiet few minutes to go over the key items on my to-do list for the day. Instead, I thought about what Bianca and Cleb would be getting up to today.
So much for getting her out of my system. She was still locked firmly in it.
I entered the dining hall and found Bianca and Cleb already there. Cleb hopped from one foot to another, clapping his hands as he danced around Bianca.
She looked up as I approached the dining table and then focused her attention on Cleb. I moved to my place at the head of the table. The servants had already begun bringing the food in from the kitchen and added it to plates in the middle of the table. The bread was still warm from the oven and smelled great. Breakfast was definitely my favorite meal of the day.
Waev knew better than to ask if I wanted a fresh cup of coffee. He’d poured me one every day for the
