"Yes we should," I said, bending down to kiss her. She ran her hands down my chest, and I easily lifted her up onto the dresser.
"Morticia said there are Wiccan rituals where sex summons spirits or something like that," Penny told me.
"I already have my sex goddess right here," I whispered to her, sliding off her panties. I kissed her mouth as I unbuttoned her blouse, then kissed down to her tits.
"I'm feeling moved by spirits already," she said with a whimper.
I hiked her skirt up more and spread her legs so I could press my mouth against her pussy. She bucked against me, so I held her hips in place while I slowly traced her pussy, dipping my tongue into her opening and then slowly swirling it up to her clit.
"Fuck me," Penny begged, red hair in sweaty tendrils around her face. I leaned back, making her curse.
"If we're banishing spirits, you have to be methodical," I said simply, returning to tease and lick her into a sweaty, whimpering mess. When she was soaking wet, her pussy hot and aching, I undid my pants and threw them on the bed along with my boxer briefs. Then I slowly teased her with my cock.
"Put it in me," she moaned.
"What about finesse?"
She sank her nails into my biceps. "I want to fuck."
I rolled on a condom as I pinched and teased her nipple. Penny panted with anticipation, then I slowly slid into her. Penny wrapped her arms around my neck, kissing my mouth and jaw sloppily.
"You feel how hot and aching and wet I am for you, don't you?" she moaned against my mouth. "I love feeling your cock in my pussy."
I sped up, kissing her, grinding her against me in time with my thrusts, making sure to angle my cock so it slid against her sensitive clit, making her shudder. I knew she was close with the way her legs tightened and trembled around my waist. The whimpering cries turned into short pants, then she came with a loud moan, taking me over the edge with her.
I kissed the side of her head. "I definitely felt a cosmic shift."
63
Penny
"Today is the day!" I said, sitting up in bed in excitement. It was still dark outside. Fortunately the rain had stopped, and I could see the full moon setting under the tree line.
"Garrett, wake up," I whispered, shaking him.
"You're like a kid on Christmas," he murmured.
"Better! Today is the Halloween festival. "
He pulled me down, pushed me back into the bed, and straddled me. He bent to kiss each breast then down to my pussy, still wet and slick from the previous night. With a few strokes of his tongue, he had my pussy aching for his cock. I arched my back, moaning as he teased my nipples while he traced patterns on my clit. He tormented me, almost making me come then bringing me back down.
I heard him rip a condom packet, then he was easing into me. I moaned, spreading my legs for him, needing his cock. He fucked me slowly, keeping an excruciatingly steady rhythm while he teased my clit, played with my tits, and kissed me, his tongue swirling in my mouth. I was clinging to him and trembling when I came, my legs wrapped around Garrett, coaxing him to come inside me.
"You should just move in so you can do this every morning," I said breathlessly. "You could spend every Halloween like this."
* * *
After breakfast,one of Garrett's brothers picked him up.
"I'll see you over there," I said, kissing him goodbye. "Wear something festive!"
The Halloween festival was spread out all along Main Street and the town square. The streets were closed off, and the Svenssons had even made sure the train wouldn't need to go through during the day of the fair. It was a big event, and people from all over came into Harrogate to participate.
Booths selling Halloween candles, scarves, decorations, and other crafts were setting up along the street as I walked to meet Hazel in the town square. The stage forMacbethwas already set up. Workers were sweeping off the leftover rain.
The cakes—along with fruits, vegetables, pies, and other foods—were being displayed for voting near the pumpkins.
"What a pretty cake!" Hazel said as she took mine from me and set it down in the glass case with the number. The whole fair was to raise money for Harrogate. If you spent fifty cents, you could vote on a cake. You could also bid on a cake to take home.
