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of the shop to his Ferrari. Would she ever be able to recover some sort of decency once her aunts smothered the spell? Even the possibility she might never regain her prim status failed to stop her. She slammed him against his car and fiddled with his zipper.
    “I can’t wait, please. I need you now or I’ll die.”
     
    “In a minute.” Sebastian secured her wrists in his hand and opened the door for her. “Just get in the car.” He caught a whiff of her perfume as she slid into the passenger seat. But the scent of her arousal converted her whole body into a sexual indulgence that begged for his devouring. His cock hardened.
    She turned around in her seat, her hand going straight to his dick the instant he started the car and took off.
    “If you just do it to me right now, I can go back to being normal. Please, Sebastian, I can’t wait any longer.”
    “Not here. Sit back, I’ll touch you.”
    She might have enslaved his body but nagging thoughts at the back of his head drummed without pause. What would have happened if he hadn’t walked into her shop when he did? The image of her with another man distorted his brain and filled his blood with rage.
    “I’m glad you called me, Michelle.” He hated to think about the outcome if she hadn’t. He also knew how much it took out of her pride to have called him.
    She ignored him. Her sleek body straightened out on the seat. She rolled her panties down her thighs, off her feet, and then opened her legs as wide as they could go.
    Her liquid brown eyes glazed over, untamed and daring. One thing stayed clear. He wasn’t letting her out of his sight until her aunts reversed the spell. He twisted his arm around, his shoulder curved as his fingers meshed with her soft, swollen and wet pussy. He penetrated her with three stiff fingers.
    “Yes, yes. More, I need more.” She rode his hand, using his wrist as a lever to maximize her pleasure.
    “That feel good?” He tore his eyes off the road to see his fingers embedded deep within her pink flesh. She whimpered, biting her lip. Oh hell, he needed to shift gears.
    “Give me a second.”
    “No,” she yelled. He had no choice, the sooner he sped the car up the quicker he could appease her and his own body. He pulled his fingers out of her. She cried fiercely. “Play with your clit, sweetheart.” His voice came out hoarse and thick.
    “It doesn’t work like that. I need you. Now,” she growled. He took an off-ramp and maneuvered the car behind a row of trees. He unclothed his cock and covered it in a condom he’d stolen from the sex shop on their way out. He barely had the protection all the way down when she fought her way to him, the small space of his car frustrating her. He pushed his seat back. She fell into his lap with a cry of relief. Her pussy swallowed him, so far in he could feel the silky hardness of her clit against his skin.
    She bobbed up and down, riding him hard. He bit her throat, opened her blouse, scooped her tits out of her bra and bit her nipples.
    “Yes, harder. Bite me, Sebastian,” she urged. “Harder.” He kept her still as he sucked and nipped her breast then moved back and forth inside her. She fit him like a second skin, blowing his mind with her every moan and movement. He hardly believed he’d been inside Michelle Stein twice in one day where before only fantasies kept him partially satiated.
    Thick-lashed eyelids drew over her eyes. She swayed over him, her head thrown back. His hands glided over her ass, each cheek nestled in his palms. “There,” she moaned. His finger caressed the archway of her ass, velvety soft skin puckered closed. His dick twitched at the thought of opening her up. He had stayed away from her thinking she’d drown under the fierceness of his desire for her, that she was too young to handle him. Now she invited him to display that same desire—one she matched because of a spell, he shouldn’t forget.
    He caught fluid seeping from her and used it to