Spell It Out (Book One of The Spellbound Series)

Chapter 6: Room Service

One of the gossipy pink-haired waitresses brought our breakfast in. Sabrina helps me for most of the potions in cops and goblets down the bathroom sink. We laughed about the disapproving scowl she shot us. I don't know whether she hated me, or had something against Sabrina for no reason. The same she usually did with other women she barely knew.

But you know what she can simmer in that hate all day if she wants to. I didn't bring Sabrina here to please her.

When I pour the last potion down the drain, I strolled to the bed, where the room service cart was located. We did enough rushing to enjoy a slight loss of breath. We both flaps on the bed, after picking up our plates. I wasted no time practically inhaling my food, while Sabrina's taking her time. Patience wasn't a virtue for me, but it was for Sabrina.

She gazed at me from the other bed, not hiding the pride and curiosity in her eyes. I'm surprised she hadn't gone off on me for saying her name as an answer to her question. But that's only because she actually believed I knew another woman with the same name.

She started licking her fingers by the time she finished, with her eyes closed. Her moaning made my cock twitch. I briskly walked to the bathroom, and closed the door behind me. I imagined Sabrina rubbing her wet cunt under her pants, laying down on the bed. That's when my cock began to throb. Unfortunately, a knock at the door brought me back to reality. I needed to get out of here.

"Harvey. What's the next part of the plan? And why are you in the bathroom?" She asked.

I took a deep breath, and pulled my shirt over my head. "The next part of the plan is to find Joe and convince him to change his mind about the plan by seducing him. Or putting a charm on him. He's downstairs,"

"I'm going to take a shower, I'll catch up with you later."

She sighed. "Okay. See you later."

Her footsteps went further from the door. I nearly ripped the rest of my clothes off, and turned on the victorian shower. Joe can keep her distracted downstairs.

I turned on the hot water and stepped into the white circular shower, yanking the black curtain around me. My cock throbbed at the thought of Sabrina straddling me and bouncing on my lap. I wrapped my hand around it and closed my eyes as I started slowly stroking. My breath hitched, before it turned into panting.

The water soaked me from head to toe, making me hotter. No, it wasn't the temperature. Sabrina's smooth skin, her soft moans, and her tight wet cunt clenching around my cock made me quicken my pace a little bit. My breathing became almost as rapid when the door creaked. That should have tipped me off, but I couldn't stop now.

An image of Sabrina wrapping her legs around my waist, holding onto me as I thrusted deep into her came into my mind. I groaned at the intensifying pleasure building up and the breeze touching my wet skin. Sabrina's louder moaning got me to groan loud as I leaned my head back and came.

A gasp compelled me to open my eyes. Oh God. The door was open, just like the curtain, but no one was in here with me. All I could imagine was some person in a black cape or a nosy maid barging in here watching me. Why didn't I lock the damn door?

I grabbed the soap off the white pedestal sink and lathered up my upper body. I let the door slam and lock itself. No one's getting a peek this time.

Awhile later, I exited the bathroom, Sabrina hadn't been anywhere in sight. I emitted a breath of relief, because I won't have to lie about why I went into the bathroom. Said reason being my embarrassing secret and mine alone. I open the top drawer of a black dresser between the purple wardrobe in the bathroom, grabbing the first shirt and pair of pants that caught my eye. At least this we had been checked out to Joe instead of Claire. No amount of money could convince me to squeeze into her jeggings.

Joe's red harem sweatpants and red and white 'Equality' t-shirt fit comfortably on my slightly damp body. The door of the sweet slammed open in Sanford Troy to come striding in here. I let the black towel levitate back to the bathroom before he turned to me from the living room.

He had a big goofy grin on his face, scanning the room and chuckling. I stayed quiet, hoping he would stop long enough to explain the joke. He held his hand over his gut as he caught some of his breath.

"Boy, I got some news for you. The Queen of Hearts almost lost her head because the guest didn't morph into animals. There's a video to prove it, man!"

He dug in LG out of the pocket of his black blazer, still chuckling. He Strode over to the bed and held the phone out in front of my face. The video began with my 'friend' Claire screaming and throwing plates on the floor and Light of the Night. I scowled at the screen.

Vince will have to show her the bill once my plan is already completed. Those plates cost as much as her designer shoes.