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“Hmm,” a sly grin spreads on my face, and I feel relieved that one of Lorelei’s love potions didn’t break up a family. “Well, Hank left Patty for a plumber in the next town over, a man named Rafael, who, according to half the women in this town, has a real nice butt.”
“What?” Lorelei laughs crinkling her nose.
“The hens were clucking today at the bar,” I say nodding. “And Mrs. Jenkins blames you and your love potions. So apparently, she gathered a group of her church friends, and they came down here in the middle of the night to try and push you out of town.”
“Wow,” she looks more entertained than anything else and I must admit it’s an all-around funny scenario, aside from the fact that poor Jimmy no longer has a dad. “So, Hank was trying to gather the courage to leave.”
“I believe so. According to the ladies talking shit at the bar today, Patty is a piece of work.”
“Thank you for solving that mystery for me,” Lorelei says crossing her legs and leaning her back against her chair.
“If you face any trouble again, we know where to start at least.” I smile and relax.
“The bigger problem is her spreading rumors about the potions I am selling. I suppose it’s not like a love potion couldn’t cause that to happen... so I can’t quite blame her. It’s just not good for business.” She says with a huff and then her eyes light up, “Or, maybe it’ll end up being great for business.”
I chuckle, “They do say the best form of advertising is word of mouth.”
“Exactly.”
A silence falls between us. The sound of our hearts beating, and the rush of my blood pumping is the only sound filling the space between us. Lorelei’s eyes lock on mine, and I can’t hold myself back any longer.
Within a moment, I leaped off the couch and stepped forward easily pulling her into my arms. Her toned legs wrap around my waist, and I hold her up by her bottom as our mouths meet. She still smells of frankincense and rose and I find myself curious if this is her favorite perfume or if there is some element of magic to these smells.
She would never need to bewitch me to make me want her. I’ve wanted her from the moment her sexy, raspy voice first filled my ears. From the moment I saw that curly red hair standing out against the browns and greens of the forest, I knew she was special.
Carefully, I carry her through the wooden beaded curtain and set her on her bed. Her elbows prop her up and her eyes meet mine hungrily as I stand before her and pull my shirt off over my head tossing it to the ground with reckless abandon.
“Are you sure you’re ready for this?” she breathes teasingly.
“Positive.” I almost growl.
Gently, I slide her shoes off her feet and our eyes stay locked on one another. Her breathing is shallow with anticipation, and I can smell her sweet musky arousal.
As much as I want to rip her clothes off, I take my time. Slowly unbuttoning her pants and sliding the zipper down with extreme care. Her body buzzes with electricity at my touch and I can sense her wanting, her eagerness.
Her skin is smooth and soft as I lower her pants inch by inch. She groans, half irritated, and half aroused. As if to say, ‘hurry up.’
Tossing her pants to the ground I kiss my way up her legs, pausing at the tops of her thighs. Taking in her scent, touching her lightly through the black mesh of her underwear. I almost cum at this moment as I see her wetness spreading.
She lays down slowly and arches her back in ecstasy as I kiss her through the black mesh and slowly push up her shirt kissing her belly, and her sternum. As soon as I am within reach, she begins to unbuckle my belt. Her fingers tremble but she makes swift work of it.
“Feeling impatient?” I ask, breathing against her breast as I pull down the black mess fabric of her matching bra and take a pink nipple into my mouth.
“You are such a tease,” she gasps, her breathing deepening as I slip a hand inside of her underwear. My fingers become soaked with her arousal. “Please,” she says in between moans, “I need to feel you inside of me.”
Chapter 6
Lorelei
The sunset outside casts oranges, pinks, and purples across the bed of tangled sheets. Isaiah’s back is covered with intricate lace-like shadows as he sleeps, inhaling and exhaling deep contented breaths.
I can hardly sit still beside him, keyed up and exasperated in the best possible way. Inspiration strikes and I want to harness this energy into a libido potion for couples who need a little extra oomph in the bedroom but don’t want to take that little blue pill.
Carefully and with precision I lift the sheet off my naked form, putting one foot of pointed toes onto the wooden floor and pushing myself up and off the bed without moving it too much to disturb Isaiah from his slumber. Slipping on my silk robe I look back at his massive frame, his feet hanging off the edge of my queen-sized bed. Still, a faint smile remains etched across his lips.
The wooden beaded curtain separating my bedroom from the living room is the next obstacle to tackle. Gently, I push half of the curtain aside with my arm and slip through the unobstructed opening. Just as carefully, holding my breath the whole time, I move my arm letting each strand of the beads fall back into place one by one.
Chester lifts his head from the couch where he slumbers and looks at me before settling himself back down into his nap. I sigh out a breath of relief and head down to the shop to grab a few herbs and oddities.
