Miss Nobody Ch 11

Chapter 11

JONNY'S FINGERS

Morning Day 4

I laughed. "I would like to but I already have plans for tonight."

"You're here for what...two days and you already have plans? With who?" His jaw clenched. "Keiran." He narrowed his eyes.

I understood what they meant in those romance novels about eyes darkening. I was going to tell him the truth but his demanding tone made me change my mind. "It's not any of your business, really."

He clenched his jaw again and breathed out heavily. The ring of his phone pierced the silent stare between us. He looked at it and sighed, answering in Spanish as he walked outside.

I looked around the room. It was a one-room cabin with a decently sized kitchen and bathroom. The cabin looked efficient and well taken care of. Is Cherry in charge of cleaning here too?

The large four-post bed against the wall was dressed in all black like its owner. It was fitting that the bed was the biggest thing in the cabin. Does he bring all his women back here to fuck? Stop it, I admonished myself. It's none of your business. What would he think about you working in a whore house?

Along with my sexy memories came the memories of the men who treated me differently when they found out I was a sex worker. I never knew how they would react so I learned to be very careful who I told. Which, in the end, was no one.

"One of these days you will join me in it." Jonny's breath was hot on my neck. He moved my hair to the side, his fingers barely brushing my skin. His warm breath sent pleasant shivers down my spine and I inhaled sharply. "I have to go." His lips moved gently across my skin as he spoke. "I'm not sure when I'll be back." He turned me around to face him. His hands on either side of my face were gentle but firm. "I want nothing more than to sink myself inside you and see you turn that pretty color as I make you come around my cock." He kissed me, his lips demanding. His tongue met mine and the invisible thread he held flamed to life and ignited sparks across my skin.

I ran my hands across his chest, his skin warming my fingertips. I wrapped my hands around the back of his neck, deepening the kiss as his hands slipped down my back and cupped my ass, pulling me into his hips.

"Tell me to stop," his voice was low, the vibrations sent another wave of chills down my neck. His kisses were softer but he didn't stop.

"Why?" I whispered into his mouth.

He backed me against the wall as his mouth overtook me. His kissing had me spinning.

I knew in every fiber of my body that no one had ever kissed me like this. Not one of those men from my memories made me feel like my body would explode.

Jonny's phone rang faintly as his hand found its way inside my clinging underwear. "You're so fucking wet." He stopped kissing me to watch my face. His hand was gentle as he worked his fingers around my pussy, not entering, just teasing, touching, exploring. His fingers slippery as he swirled them in a tight circle across my clit.

I moaned softly and held onto his strong shoulders. I hid my face against his chest.

"Show me those pretty eyes." His hand lifted my chin so he could see my flushed face. He watched as he slipped his fingers inside me.

Finally.

The heel of his hand kept the same rhythm against my clit.

I moaned and sighed as his fingers entered me. Stretching me.

He growled low in chest and kissed me.

The pleasure was overwhelming. Blindingly so. I pulled away from his lips to breathe, the room behind him nothing but bright light.

His lips trailed down my chin to my throat. He sucked the skin gently between his teeth. His fingers in and out of me pushing me closer to the edge.

I gripped his fingers inside me tightly, shocked that my body was capable of such pleasure, as I came.

His tongue deep in my mouth kept me from screaming out my orgasm. I melted into him, my body going limp as the energy was drained from my body with the powerful release.

He set me back down on my feet gently as I caught my breath and he chuckled.

My legs were shaky and weak.

He pulled his hand from me, brought them up to his mouth, and sucked my wetness from his fingers.

I reached for his waistband.

He caught my hands in his. "I'm already late." He kissed me on the forehead. His phone rang and he inhaled sharply.

All I could do was nod as I watched him take off his sweatpants and pull on a black pair of jeans. My mouth went dry as I watched his thick cock disappear behind the buttons.

He reached in, adjusting himself and stared directly at me. A grin on his handsome face.

I finally blinked when he pulled a black shirt on.

He put on his all-black Converse and kissed me on the forehead again. "Leave your panties." He huffed as he pulled out his phone. He grabbed his jacket and headed out the door.

I barely heard him as a memory pulled me in. A rush of static lifting my hair.

***

My voice is firm as I chant the Magic words. Even though the purple veil covering me is a light gauzy fabric, I'm still dripping sweat. I twirl the purple candle against my forehead, soaking up some of it. The salt water would aid in my Magic and keep me protected from any ramifications that may happen because of this...Doing.

The man hiring me today was a regular of mine. This would be the third time he's hired me for an Orgasm Blessing. The first time was for a basic raise spell. He told me he wanted to test me before he wasted his money. The set-up for his wish was simple. I covered myself in blue fabric and a blue candle was placed next to the bed while we had sex.

He got a little flustered when I told him his cum would have to land on the candle. I never tell them that if their cum lands on the flame it would be a guaranteed success. If their cum lands on the candle but doesn't extinguish the flame it could go either way. In which case I would do my own Magic ritual to make sure their wish came true. I made more money when my spells worked and the men satisfied.

I was surprised when his cum landed on the flame but relieved not to have to do any extra work.

The second Magical Doing was for him to find love, or at least a companion. Paying for prostitutes was getting expensive and he was cheap. Being in Finance I knew he had the money. I roll my eyes, if only he could work on his dull personality. But in the end, he was going to pay for women one way or the other. Whether he wanted to fuck them or take them to dinner, he wanted the same thing from them at the end of the night.

That spell worked, of course. My Magic was getting stronger as I used it. The dreams, where I received my training, were getting more intense.

I was being trained in Sex Magic, manifesting with sacred orgasmic energy. I slid a purple candle inside me, anointing it with my own sacred "oils." One of the first lessons we were taught was that our own fluids were more powerful than the oils the priests would use.

This time my client was aiming big. He wanted to be CEO of his company and he's paid me triple to make it happen within the week. I had no doubt in my Magic and lit the candle.

***

I rushed to Jonny's bathroom and splashed some cold water on my face. Relieved my memories were returning but the dizziness afterward made me unsure of where I was. I inhaled a deep breath and looked around. Jonny's bathroom. Lodge. Moonlit Mountain.