“Of course,” Z agreed. “But don’t pretend you wouldn’t be just as wet for me without assistance.”
She could tell his jaw was clenched from the way he spoke. He was just as affected as she was. He couldn’t stop touching her, rubbing her, pressing his rigid erection against her hip.
“Why am I tied up?” She wasn’t afraid. Just curious.
“So you won’t stop me when I do this.” His cupped hand landed right between her thighs, spanking the lips of her sex with just enough force to sting.
“Oh. My. Goddess.” He did it again. And again. Laughing because he knew she loved it. How could he doubt it? She was pressing against his soaked fingers with every swing, amazed at her reaction.
He spanked her until she felt an orgasm waiting just out of reach. Then he stopped. Z gripped her hips and slid her to her knees between his thick thighs, his massive cock pressing against her cheek. “Now finish what you started. Suck me.”
Was he kidding? She was shaking with her need, her thighs slippery with arousal. She needed to come.
He wrapped his fist around his cock and pressed it to her lips, and she knew the only way she’d find her release was if she gave him his.
Wizards.
She slid her lips over the silken head of his cock, taking him deeper while her tongue lapped at every bit of flesh it could reach. “That’s right, sweet. Take it all.”
She breathed out and loosened her throat, lowering her head into his lap. She could feel the tip of his shaft pressing against the back of her throat. He bucked his hips, fisting his hands in her hair when she swallowed around him.
Dorothy squeezed her thighs together to ease the emptiness, sucking and nibbling on his cock until he was crying out her name and pumping his climax down her throat. She swallowed greedily, unable to get enough.
She needed more.
He shivered, and then she was on her back in the poppy field, legs spread, knees pushed up past her shoulders. “I can’t wait, Dorothy. I can’t wait for you to come to me so we can do this right. I have to have you now.”
She moaned thankfully at the brush of his cock against her aching core. Finally. Finally.
Then nothing.
The angry cries of some strange animal sounded in the distance, and Dorothy opened her eyes to see Z standing over her, eyes alert. “It’s time for you to go.”
“You’re leaving me like this? Again?” She knew she sounded petulant, but they’d been so close. He lifted her to her feet apologetically.
“I wouldn’t be of much use to you if I was found in the middle of a dreamspell. I’m totally helpless until I pull myself out of it. And something is coming.”
The next thing she’d known she was waking in her own bed, tears of frustration running down her cheeks. She’d decided at that moment that she had to find him, if only to give him one good punch right in his magical jewels. She couldn’t wait until Aunt Glin got back to ask her advice. Couldn’t wait another day.
“Zenamulous.” She whispered his name to the wind and sent out her power in a way she never had before. He’d done that to her. Given her that knowledge somehow.
“I knew I’d find you here.”
Dorothy whirled around in shock. “Emily? What the hell are you doing here? Go home right now.”
Her stepsister glared mutinously. “No.”
What was going on with her? Ever since Dorothy had left her apartment that night, Emily had been calling, demanding to talk to her. Dorothy hadn’t been able or willing to deal with explanations. But nothing could stop Em when her mind was set on a goal.
“How did you know I was here?”
“I went by your place and discovered you’d left that little old lady next door in charge of Suki. She said you’d be gone for a few days, but she didn’t know where. I figured I’d stop here first since you always come here when you’re upset.”
“I do?” Dorothy hadn’t realized.
“I used to follow you to watch you doing your weird Wiccan thing. Pretending to call the wind.”
“You watched me? I never saw you. You never said anything.”