Hidden Magic

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dream. He could do this however he liked.
    Pulling out of her mouth, he cupped her cheek in his palm. “Lie back on the bed, love.”
    She did as he instructed. He hesitated a moment, took a beat to admire her beauty head to toe. Her nipples were ruby red and glossy from his attention. The plane of her stomach rose and fell erratically with her ragged breaths.
    “Touch yourself,” he commanded. “Make yourself come.”
    She blinked up at him as she moved her hand over the tuft of brown curls that shielded her sex. Closing her eyes, she let out a soft moan and rubbed her glistening red folds.
    She lifted her hips, pushed two fingers inside and gyrated her pelvis. Her rhythm sped up as did her desperate whimpers. She stretched her legs taut and stilled a moment before exploding in her climax like a lit firecracker.
    It was the sexiest thing he’d ever witnessed. She reached out her arms to him. His desire torched higher as he climbed over her and spread her legs wider with his knee. He pushed inside her one blissful inch at a time.
    Her intimate muscles contracted, massaged him as he went deeper. He started thrusting, slow and deep and she made incoherent gasping sounds. Every stroke was heaven. He braced himself on his forearms and watched the delight play on her features.
    His blood roared as his pace quickened. She lifted her hips to meet his every stroke. The erotic friction shredded his control. He exploded in euphoria as he emptied himself inside her sweet sheath.
    She clenched her innermost muscles, milking every last drop of pleasure from him.
    He woke with a start, drenched in sweat, clenching his cock. That was more real than any dream he’d ever had. All he could think was that he had to have her. He wanted Jilly in his bed more than ever.
    * * * * *
    Jilly handed Eloise the envelope containing her weekly rent for the back room the next day at Mind’s Eye. “I’ll be gone the rest of the afternoon but if anyone wants a reading, Taryn’s working next door. You can send them over to her.”
    “I love Taryn dearly, you know that. Her mother was one of my best friends. But she doesn’t have a tenth the gift you do.” Eloise stashed the money in the receipts drawer behind the counter. “Going out with that policeman? Is it work or just a date?”
    Jilly thought about the odd conversation she’d had with him that morning. He was suddenly onboard with her working on the case with him. Her dream spell must have convinced him. She just hoped she was able to glean some information at Hannah’s house later to prove to Zander that she could help him bring the girl home.
    She tried for nonchalance in answering her boss. “Yes, I am going out with him.” No way was she going to volunteer that they were headed to the Saxon home, but she hadn’t lied to Eloise. Not really. She just hadn’t answered the question completely.
    “You’ll be at Beltane practice tonight, right?”
    “Of course.” She hadn’t yet memorized her invocations for the ritual but she’d deal with Eloise’s consternation about that later. She had to focus all her energies on Hannah now. Glancing out the window, she caught a glimpse of Zander’s car. The tension in her neck eased a little but that uncomfortable ache low in her belly resumed. “There he is. Bye.”
    She hurried outside before Eloise had a chance to say anything else.
    Zander was stepping out of his car when she approached. “I’m ready.”
    “Well hello to you too.” He circled the vehicle to let her in and she couldn’t help but catch a whiff of his scent. Damn, he smelled good.
    As he slid into the driver’s seat she looked back at Mind’s Eye and saw the curtain in the front window move. She wasn’t thrilled that Eloise was unhappy with her for associating with Zander but with Hannah’s life at stake, her boss would just have to deal with it.
    He backed out of the parking space then turned onto the road. “I spoke with Joanne Saxon, Hannah’s mother. All I

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