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“You have a truck?”
“Yeah. It’s parked in the underground lot, but I haven’t driven it since I moved in because I was worried I’d shift mid-trip.” I could see the headline now:Crazy Serpent Bulldozes Pedestrian in Monster Truck Horrorshow.
“But what about with the watch on? Maybe you can drive now.”
“The watch helps a lot, though I’m still not sure about driving,” I admitted. “And my snake hissed louder than ever about being trapped this afternoon.”
“You can let him out tomorrow. There’s a big pond out front, and the woods over there are ours too.” She gestured to the forested area past the manicured part of the backyard. “Or there’s a field too, if you prefer.”
“Oh man, my snake would have a field day.” I could feel him itching to get out now.
She made that face again, like she always did when I talked about my snake. “You speak like you are different people, but he’s still you.”
“I know. But it’s hard to remember that. All we ever do is fight.”
“Have you ever triednotfighting him?”
I raised my brow. “Oh, sure. Let him take over and destroy everything.”
“Well, it might not be a super good idea in the condo in the city. But out here? It might help. It won’t break the curse, but at least you wouldn’t be fighting all the time. That must be exhausting.,”
“It is.” I eyed the tree line. “Okay, I’ll let him out tomorrow. But only if you’re indoors and only if you’re protected by a spell.”
“I’ll arrange something.”
We finished our meal just as the sun set and a chill was coming over the evening. We cleaned up quickly and moved over to the porch where there was a loveseat swing. Sybil grabbed a blanket from the chest on the porch and sat down, wine glass in hand, as I brought the citronella candles over to the side table.
The swing made a loud creaking sound as I sat down and Sybil eyed the bar above her head suspiciously. The swing held, but I made a mental note to WD-40 it before we did any bedroom gymnastics on it.
I tucked her into my side and we cuddled as the evening descended, watching the colors play across the sky. But it wasn’t the pinks, oranges, purples and blues that had her pointing animatedly. It was the tiny sparks of light blinking in and out of existence over the grass.
“Fireflies,” she said, her voice full of awe. “I haven’t seen them since I was a teenager growing up here. We never get those in the city.”
“They’re pretty.” The brief flashes of light danced over the darkening field.
“So long as you don’t look too closely,” she laughed. “I caught them in jars as a kid once, and they are kinda creepy. I don’t mind rodents and snakes, but creepy crawlies are just not for me.” She looked back out at nature’s light show. “But fireflies are okay, if they’re way over there. Some things are best enjoyed from afar.”
Not my little witch. She was best enjoyed up close and personal. She leaned on me, sliding her fingers under my shirt to stroke my chest.
It was her nails that finally did it. She dragged them over my pecs, and my body was suddenly revved up and ready to go, the romantic moment turning into something more needy and urgent.
I pulled her over onto my lap, and the blanket fell to the porch floor as she straddled me.
I hungrily devoured her, and even though my tongue was forked from my snake being so close to the surface, she didn’t pull away. The velvety feel of her tongue sliding along mine just about drove me insane. I couldn’t get enough of her. I wanted to rip her clothes off, right here on the porch, and bury myself in her hot little body until she was screaming my name.
My fingers snuck under her top, moving along the smooth skin of her lower back and side, and up to play around the edge of her bra. I’d caught a glimpse of it earlier when I had her bent over the couch: it was lacy and black, and I couldn’t wait to peel it off her body.
As I undid the clasp, she clawed her nails across my scalp and she kissed me back, thrusting her tongue into my mouth.
“Fuck,” I groaned against her lips. My cock pressed against her stomach, hard as rock in my pants and begging to be let out.
She rolled her hips and the swing creaked loudly. She froze.
“We should go inside.”
I grinned. “Because you want me to fuck you as badly as I do?”
“Maybe.”
