Wicked Magic (4 page)

The more she tried not to think about the kiss, the more she thought about it, and about Alex. The feel of Alex’s body pressed against hers, her hands in her hair, holding her as she kissed her. If Chandler hadn’t passed out, who knows how far past kissing they would have gone? The thing was, she wasn’t sure if she was feeling relief or regret.

In her mind she dared to entertain the possibility of what might have occurred had she not passed out. Hands would have wandered and touched sensitive places as kisses became more passionate and arousal grew. She hated how fast her body responded to such wanton thoughts, but it had been over a week since she'd last indulged in giving herself an orgasm. She wouldn’t be denying herself today.

She closed her eyes and gave in to her thoughts. She slowly moved her hands up her body, over soft curves, inching upward, higher and higher until the weight of full, firm breasts filled her hands. She pretended they were Alex’s hands.

As her thumb and forefinger pinched and rolled sensitive pink nipples, delicious sensations shot straight to her clit, making it tighten and throb. Her heart rate increased along with her breathing as she felt at the mercy of her hormones. It was crazy how easy it was to fantasize about Alex while she touched herself. Not only was the woman gorgeous, but she oozed sensuality. The way her kisses made Chandler feel, she wondered what those lips would feel like on other parts of her body, kissing and licking sensitive places while she squirmed in delight. She moaned as her body shivered at the thought.

Needing to touch herself, Chandler moved her right hand from her breast down her body, past thick blonde curls, between her legs where her fingers were coated by her arousal. She was desperate for the release an orgasm could bring.

The moment her fingers made contact with slick flesh, Chandler drew in a sharp breath and shut her eyes as a wave of pleasure filled her body. She took her time to tease and touch her sex, careful to avoid direct contact with her clit. It felt so good, much more intense than any other time she’d masturbated. She savored the feeling as she fought with herself not to rush to the final moment, but her body had other ideas.

Unable to wait any longer, she moved her hand, using her middle finger to touch her swollen clitoris. She swirled her finger in slow firm circles, knowing where to touch herself to get the most pleasure. Would Alex’s touch feel this good? She groaned at the thought and rubbed herself faster and harder, trying to reach her release.

When her legs grew shaky, she moved her left hand away from her breast and reached for the wall to steady herself. As good as this felt and as intense as this was, she found herself staring at the handheld showerhead. Her sex clenched, as she imagined how much better this could feel.

Removing her hand from between her legs, she reached for the showerhead and pulled it down from its holder. With trembling hands she adjusted it to the setting she liked best and then moved it down between her thighs. Her eyes closed the instant the warm, powerful stream made contact with sensitive flesh.

“Fuck!” she cried out. Her pelvis jutted forward, seeking as much sensation as possible.

Somehow, Chandler managed to stay vertical as her left hand tensed and flexed against the shower wall. Her other hand held the showerhead in place while her body moved, and she struggled to reach her climax. She was completely focused on her clit and what the pulsating water was making her feel. It kept building and tightening until she froze, caught up in a cosmic wave of pure pleasure. A second later, her orgasm crested, and Alex’s name fell from her lips as her body pulsed in wave after wave of orgasmic bliss. Breathing heavily, she dropped the showerhead and pressed the side of her face against the cool tile of the shower as she slowly came back to herself.

A few minutes later, she returned the showerhead to its holder and turned off the water. She opened the shower door and grabbed one of the bath towels hanging on the wall.

Wrapped up in a towel, Chandler stared at herself in her bathroom mirror. Bloodshot blue-gray eyes stared back at her as she combed tangles out of her long wet strands of blonde hair. She was still weirded out by everything, but at least her headache was better.

How was she ever going to face Alex again? She was positive all Alex would have to do was take one look at her and know that she’d touched herself while thinking about her. Now she was going to have to move.

After she’d pulled her hair into a ponytail, Chandler went into the other room to get dressed. As she stood in her walk-in closet, she surveyed all her clothes and wondered if she had it in her to focus on working today. Then she started to worry about Alex. What if she decided to come over?

Chandler grabbed a pair of warm jeans, a long-sleeved shirt, a pair of thick socks, and her hiking boots. It had been a while since she last went over to the park and walked along one of its trails. She believed she had a better chance of avoiding Alex if she wasn’t home.

* * * *

Alex stood in front of an antique wall-mounted mirror and grinned. She enjoyed observing Chandler in the shower. She’d found it both enlightening and arousing.

When she heard Zelda enter her bedroom, she turned away from her mirror. With a wave of her hand, a swirl of gray smoke engulfed the cat, morphing it into an elderly-looking woman.

“Good morning, Zee.”

“Good morning, mistress.” Zee nodded and then focused her attention to the mirror on the wall. “Miss Gray left in a hurry first thing this morning. She appeared to be a bit panicked.”

Alex chuckled and faced her mirror once again. “Yes, she did, didn’t she? I must say I was a bit disappointed last night, but she managed to unknowingly make it up to me this morning.”

“Is she interested?”

“Oh yes, she’s very interested.” Alex’s gaze remained fixed on the mirror. The scene that played out before her wasn’t as interesting as earlier, but for the moment, she was unable to turn away. “Although she’s trying to deny it.”

“Is she the one? I know you’ve been searching a long time.”

“Yes, I do believe she is. But she’s going to make me chase her.”

“You didn’t expect it to be easy.”

“Good things worth having never are.”

The room fell silent when the mirror image showed Chandler dropping her towel. Alex licked her lips as she took in Chandler’s naked form. The view was short-lived as Chandler slipped into her blue cotton panties and off-white sports bra. It was apparent that she dressed for comfort, not seduction.

“If she only realized how delectable she is.” She smiled at Chandler’s crude attempt to hide a voluptuous body under an oversized shirt and baggy jeans.

When Chandler finished dressing, Alex waved her hand in front of her mirror and changed it back to a normal reflection. She turned around and looked over at Zee. “She’s very good at hiding from herself, but I see who she truly is. I know what she is capable of and I intend to help her realize it. In the meantime, I may require your help.”

“Anything you need, mistress. You know I live to serve you.”

“Yes, I know you do.”

Zee frowned a moment, looking as if she wanted to ask something but refrained.

“What are you thinking, Zee?”

“I was wondering why you don’t just use your power on her if you desire her so much.”

“Because, my dear, this isn’t about lust. I want Chandler to be aware when she gives her heart to me.”

“What would you like me to do to help you?”

“I’ll let you know. I have something else I’m going to try first.”

“Very good, mistress.”

Alex waved her hand and changed Zee back into her normal state as Zelda.

It began to rain while Chandler walked along the upper trail. Random drops started out as small pitter pats, and then gradually built into a steady downpour. She’d been prepared for the rain to a point, but the harder it came down, the more she became inclined to turn around and head back to her vehicle.

Before she made it to the parking lot her boots were covered in mud, and anything not covered by her rain jacket was saturated. She was cold and wet, but reluctant to return to her home.

After she got inside her jeep, she sat and stared out the windshield. It was impossible to see anything as the glass was blurred by the torrent of rain beating down against her vehicle.

Frustrated, she sighed as she debated what to do. She could head home and get into some warm dry clothes and maybe do some work, or she could head into town and spend a few hours hiding inside the local movie theater. She remembered Kara saying she wanted to get together and see a movie before school started up again.

Decision made, she reached for her smart phone and dialed her friend’s number. After the fourth ring, Kara picked up.

“Hello, Chandler. What’s up?”

“Oh, I was wondering if you still wanted to go see a movie. You know, the one you were talking about. I thought today would be the perfect day since the weather is crap, and I’m not in the mood to work.”

“Yeah, that would be great. There’s one at two o’clock.”

“Okay. Let’s meet at the theater then.”

“Aren’t you home?”

“No. I decided to go hiking today. Kind of trapped inside my jeep at the moment. I got rained out while I was on one of the trails.”

“Well, surely you knew it was going to rain today.”

“I needed to get out.”

“Silly girl. Well, I’m finishing something up, but I can meet you as soon as I’m done.”

“Great. I’ll see you in a bit.”

* * * *

Chandler arrived at the movie theater before Kara. She purchased her movie ticket and went inside to wait for her friend. She paced the lobby and considered stopping in the arcade when she noticed Kara enter the building ten minutes later. She wasn’t alone. Walking beside her was Alex. Chandler froze when Alex looked right at her. Her body tensed as panic took hold of her. The woman was smirking at her like she knew all her dirty secrets. There was at least one, for sure.

As Kara approached Chandler, she pulled a face, her head tilted to the side. “Something wrong?”

“Um, no.” Chandler swallowed nervously. She glanced at Alex before she focused again on Kara.

“You sure?”

“Yes. I’m fine.” She needed to calm down or Kara would never let it drop.

“I hope you don’t mind, but I invited Alex to come along. You have met Alex, haven’t you?” Kara looked between the two women.

“Oh, we met yesterday, didn’t we, Chandler?” Alex wore an impish grin. She appeared to be enjoying Chandler’s discomfort.

“Um, yes,” Chandler managed to say as she looked Alex in the eye.

Kara was still regarding Chandler suspiciously when Alex suggested, “Kara, why don’t you go save us some seats while Chandler and I go pick up some goodies for the movie?”

“Okay. Could you get me a root beer? And, if you’re getting popcorn, I don’t like butter on mine.”

“No butter, right.” Alex acknowledged Kara before she returned her attention to Chandler.

“Cool. See you in a bit.”

When Kara left, Chandler felt as if her friend had abandoned her.

“Shall we?” Alex pulled Chandler’s attention back to her.

Chandler forced a smile on her face as she nodded.

Feeling lightheaded, Chandler’s heart pounded as she followed Alex up to the concessions stand. How had this happened? Alex was the one person she’d tried to avoid, and here she was standing next to her. The universe had a sick sense of humor at times.

“Chandler?”

“What?” Her response was abrupt, and louder than she intended.

Alex focused her dark gaze on Chandler as she teased, “Anything in particular you’d like?”

Chandler glanced at the counter, barely seeing the available candy. Deep down it felt as if the question asked was about something else. Something that had nothing to do with snack food.

Feeling her face heat up, Chandler swallowed, trying to make her brain work. Standing next to Alex made it difficult. She felt more than embarrassment at the moment. Arousal. Memories of her time in the shower this morning, as well as their kiss, filled her mind. Alex was so close to her, enough that she could feel her body heat and smell her perfume.

“Well?” It was obvious Alex was doing whatever she could to push Chandler’s buttons.

“A Coke.” Her response was quiet. She hated when she became shy. She liked Alex, and
did
want to spend time with her. What she didn’t like was feeling out of control.

“And?”

Chandler pointed at a box of Butterfingers.

Alex smiled and then finished ordering. Chandler struggled to keep it together as she thought she was going to have a nervous breakdown.

Once they gathered up the snacks and drinks, they walked down the corridor toward the theater where their movie would be shown.

“Is something wrong, Chandler? You’re awfully quiet.”

“No, nothing’s wrong.” Her denial was weak. Looking straight ahead, Chandler noticed the glowing exit sign. She was tempted by the option.

“If I’ve done something wrong, I’d appreciate it if you’d tell me.”

Was it possible that Alex didn’t remember the kiss they’d shared? No, she didn’t believe that. Her behavior suggested otherwise. As much as she wanted to know, she didn’t want to know.

“No. I’m having a weird day is all.” She didn’t want to discuss this. Couldn’t Alex see that?

“If you’re sure.”

“Yes.” Her nod was over exaggerated.

“Okay.”

When they reached the correct door, Chandler held back and allowed Alex to walk in first. Upon entering the theater, she noticed it was crowded. She glanced around until she found Kara seated up in the back row. When Kara waved, Alex started up the stairs. Chandler followed behind her.

Before Alex took her seat next to Kara, she handed Kara her root beer, and then gave her the bucket of popcorn to hold while she removed her rain jacket.

“Set that on top of my stuff,” Kara told Alex.

Alex nodded. Once she was free of her jacket, she accepted her drink from Chandler, and then sunk down into her seat.

Instead of giving Alex her drink to hold, Chandler set it down into the cup holder. While she shrugged out of her raincoat, Alex stared at her and made her feel like she was being ogled. She considered putting her jacket back on as she felt self-conscious under Alex’s hungry gaze. She knew she was being ridiculous, and ended up setting it down on the empty seat next to her.