Page 10 of All Hallows' Hex
“I have some time. It’s nothing to worry about.” I walked past her and pretended to tidy various items on the table.
Nervous. I’m fucking nervous.
“Oh, that’s good. I know Sienna might leave early, but if Vera’s still around, I might enjoy the park until the end of your shift.” My hands stilled on the tarot deck I was arranging. “If that’s okay with you?” When I looked up, her blue eyes were big and full of hope.
“More than okay. I was hoping you’d come over after work.” I stepped closer, reading for any discomfort or hesitation as I leaned in.
She met me this time, sliding her hands around my waist and pulling me against her. Her plump lips pressed against mine and I lost myself in her. Soft hair wove around my fingers as I tipped her head back and swept my tongue over and under hers.
“Yes,” she breathed out in between. Her ass hit the table and I released her, motioning for her to sit on its edge.
“Are you okay with going a little further before I let you go?” Her chest heaved as she watched me move to my knees.
“Please do.” Aimee gripped the edge of the table with white knuckles as I skimmed up her thighs and pushed the skirt of her dress to her hips.
“The only thing I want you to do is relax and have fun. Tell me if you want to stop, but other than that, just enjoy how I make you feel.” I adjusted her legs over my shoulders and slid the lacy material to the side.
“Oh, fuck,” she whispered.
She had no idea how hard the realization hit me, too. Aimee dripped in anticipation, and my fingers glistened in the dim light as I slid them through her arousal. I withdrew my hand, bringing it to my lips as I licked her taste off me. It was divine.
“That’s hot,” she said under her breath.
My grin caused her cheeks to flush before I dropped my head between her legs and licked through her center. Her breath hitched as I circled her clit and slid two fingers inside. As I changed angles and depth, focusing on that shallow area of pleasure, her thighs quaked. Aimee’s moans grew louder, and I should’ve stopped and quieted her, but I couldn’t tear myself away from her. She clenched around me harder as her wetness grew, and I wanted her to come all over me.
“Fuck, Lanie!” Her fingers knitted in my hair as nails scraped my scalp, but I didn’t release her. Sucking her into my mouth, I brushed that sensitive spot until she shook on the table, borderline screaming nonsense and flooding my hand. Leaning back, I watched her sweet release spill across my flesh.
“You come so well for me, Aimee.” Her chest rose with each rapid breath, and I wanted to keep her like this, keep us like this.
It would be no effort to keep those doors locked and bring her over the edge as many times as I pleased, but then I’d lose my job. It took a great deal of effort from Matt and Elijah to keep Shelly off of Everett’s trail, and I couldn’t ask the boys to do that again so soon.
Standing, I raised my fingers to Aimee’s lips, slipping them inside.
“Suck,” I instructed as she closed her mouth around me. Her berry-pink lips were luscious and pouty, and I craved to have them all over my body.In time,I told myself. “Good girl.”
Looking at the clock, I felt like shit for having to kick her out.
“It’s okay. I understand, you know?” Her voice was labored given her climax, but sweet and delicate all the same.
“Come with me tonight and I’ll make it up to you. I promise.” I walked behind my table and grabbed a small towel from my bag. After wiping her off my arm, I crouched in front of Aimee and began to clean up the mess. “It’s only a few more hours and then I’m all yours . . . or rather, you’re all mine.”
Her laugh was bubbly, and I wished tonight were one of my weekends off. A hundred strangers in a cramped, stuffy shed was hell in comparison to any time spent with her.
“I’ll be here, pinky swear.” I stood, taking her outstretched finger in mine and kissing the top of her knuckles. Helping her off the table, I walked her to the back entrance. “Lane?”
“Yeah?” Her hand stilled on the wood and she faced me, looking at me like I’d hung the moon and individually placed each star in her world.
“I had a fantastic time tonight; I can’t wait to see you again.”
That was it. That was the sentence that punctured my heart and bled me dry of every emotion I bottled up for her. My hands framed her face, and I pulled her into me as my lips found hers.
“I can’t wait either, Ames.”
She stepped out into the cool October air, running her hands over her dress and straightening the wrinkles. When she looked up at me, I winked, and she giggled as she rounded the corner, out of my sight. I closed the door, falling against the wall and placing a hand over my chest to calm my frantically beating heart.
I didn’t have time to waste, though, so I pulled out the small tote of cleaner and began to spray and wipe down my table. Digging in my bag on the floor, I pulled out a pink and red candle. Arranging incense and rose quartz crystal, I placed the candle in a holder at the center and lit it with the purest intention.
Happiness, fulfillment, and love.
