Amidst the smell of body heat and liquor, her sexual energy permeated the bar. In this chosen sphere, she proceeded from one person to another searching for the connection. With her scope narrowed to her immediate circle, she didn’t know I watched. I loved her energy, her efforts. She was a seductress.
Pulling the Magician from my tarot deck earlier signaled my plan. Swift movement, organization.
When she left for the bathroom, I was ready, following.
As she stood at the vanity, I approached her.
“You like the chase.”
She looked up and gazed into my eyes, “Very much.”
“Does it matter if you’re the chaser or the chasee?”
She scrutinized me. My hard nipples rubbed against my silk top, and I’m sure she saw them.
“I love the entire game.” She turned and faced me. “What do you know of it?”
“You do it every Wednesday.”
“You’ve been watching me?”
“I enjoy the way you ramp up your sexuality craving with your little groups. We’re no different.”
She smiled that smile, the one meant to entice. And it did. Heat ran through my body. She turned facing the mirror, and I pressed my nubs into her back.
“You want this?”
I cupped both her breasts. My fingers felt her heartbeat. She was as excited as me. After pinching her tight nipples, my hands skated down her hips to her ass. Her fragrance surrounded me.
“Put your hands on the counter and spread your legs.”
Squatting down, I nuzzled her ass through the tight dress and confirmed she wore no panties. I lifted her dress to naked skin, and her pungent sexual perfume swept me higher into desire.
“Wiggle your ass.”
I massaged both tantalizing ass cheeks as the bare skin of her glistening sex beckoned me. Her wiggling reminded me of her movements in the bar. She pushed for what she wanted. I would work with that but on my terms.
I ran the tip of my nose over her cheeks and eased it down her crack to her wetness. She backed her butt into my face like she pushed her body onto those in the bar. I dabbed my tongue for a quick taste, and she moaned. I kneaded her cheeks as she squirmed.
“Go back to your group. Work your usual magic and build desire for later.”
“You have faith in me.”
“I know your work, and tonight I’m the magician. Our connection will be forged through the fire of my will.”
I licked her again to make my point. She shuddered.
“Go, I’ll be watching.”
I crafted this flash fiction for the lovely, Leonora and her birthday celebration. Not only did I include Tarot in my celebratory piece but I placed it in the setting where we met each other in real life. Happy Birthday, my friend.
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