I awake, cold—the early morning sun beaming in through the blinds. As I blink in attempt to clear my blurry vision, I inhale the aroma of sex still lingering in the room. I groan, attempting to rub my eyes—I can't move. I peer over to my left hand and see it's bound to the side of my four-post bed, along with my right arm and both of my legs.
"Fuck," I yell. She did it again. That little bitch, it was supposed to be my turn.
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A FEW HOURS EARLIER
Mark
"Hey sexy," I say answering the door. Lisa doesn't say anything. She pushes her way through the front door, pouncing on me like a lioness in heat. As she jumps, I catch her, cradling her ass in my arms, her legs wrapped around my torso. Immediately, her tongue is in my mouth, tasting of mint. I kiss her back—she sticks her finger in my mouth. Something hard and musty tasting sticks to my tongue and immediately melts away.
I pull back and set her down saying, "Did you just—"
"I did babe," Lisa says looking into my dark mocha eyes."
"What the fuck, it was supposed to be my turn. What did you and your little coven craft this time?" I say agitated.
"You had fun last time didn't you? Just enjoy the ride," Lisa says grabbing at my waistband.
I nodded, giving a delish grin. She grabs my hand, pulling me toward the bedroom.
"But it's supposed to be my turn to play," I say, already feeling the effects of whatever the fuck concoction she just gave me sets in. As I crawl onto the bed, she smacks my ass, sending a sting through my jeans. If it hurt my hard ass, it must have demolished her hand.
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One Wicked Night
RomanceWITCH.SPELL.SINFUL PLAY MATURE SEXUAL CONTENT, light BDSM Note: I revamped this story and published it on Medium @kcholt ***CHECK OUT MY PUBLISHED BOOKS ON AMAZON. SEARCH KC HOLT*** It is all written on my phone so there WILL be typos and grammatic...
