“Kindle the fires within me, as this candle burns.”
She chanted while anointing her nipples with rose oil and sprinkling elder flowers over her stomach.
The earthy scent of her arousal burdened her with desire. To create a talisman, she teased open her folds with a moonstone. Inserting a dual-edged dildo, she let herself be awed by the fullness. Her inner walls clenched. So, when she rubbed the smooth stone over her clit, the trinity of her sex trembled.
“Make him lust for me.” Contractions flooded her body with warmth, powered her spell. “As I will so mote it be.”
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Her text said, “The package came.”
Several times since, he’d imagined himself naked, bent at the waist with his hands on the floor. Through his spread legs he’d see his hard cock hanging, juxtaposed against the creamy flesh of her thighs and the shiny black of her boots. The baton which was supposed to come with the police officer uniform, she’d wield making the flesh of his ass sting. Eventually, he’d bend her over, push up her short skirt and push his aching erection into her.
Opening the door to his house, he heard, “You’re under arrest.” And, he shivered.