16. Chapter 14
Chapter 14
Evie
I go through my day in a haze from all the latest information that I have had catapulted at me in the last few days.
I only had a few new customers come in today, but it’s only hump day, and tourists don’t usually start coming in until Thursday.
I hang the last of the lavender thinking about how much everything has changed. I feel different. It’s almost as if a weight has been lifted that I didn’t know I was holding onto.
I decide to close up a little early since I have nothing left to do today. The lavender is already hung to dry out overnight for some new products I have been creating to pass the time. It’s like Brix being back in my life opened up another creative side to mixing scents.
New scented bath bombs and lotions grace my shelves in the shop. I have also been putting together some special delivery boxes to go to a few witches in the quarter.
The contents of the pretty black boxes are to die for.
They will all get what’s coming to them. Karma is a fucking bitch when she gets pissed.
I smile as I set the alarm and wait for Jinx to run out before I shut and lock the heavy door.
Jinx showed up around one this afternoon. I still have no idea how he gets into the shop. I lock the back door after I come in every day, but he always gets in somehow.
I check my phone and see I missed a call from Em. I text her I’m on my way home and put my earbuds in. Clicking on my YouTube Music app, I start Lilys playlist for her next book, preparing myself for when she rips my heart out and stomps on it.
“Kiss It Better,” by He Is We fills the silence in my head. I listen intently to the words and can’t help the tears that come. I know that even though Brix would never go to jail for killing my murderer, he would wind up still being in a cell of his own making, and he would be miserable. He would become the Saint that he always swore he wouldn’t be.
I need to figure out who the person shooting the bullet that ends my life is. If I kill them first, they won’t get the chance to hurt either of us.
The vibration of my phone in my hand tells me I have a new text.
Emily Beaumont: Can you stop by the grocery store on your way and pick up some whipped cream? Noah needs it for his dessert and the one I bought the other day for Brixon’s dinner is gone.
I laugh, knowing where it went.
Me: Of course! I’ll be there soon!
I put my phone back in my back pocket and continue listening to what I already know will be my new favorite playlist. I can’t help but smile when the music changes over to a Taylor Swift’s song, “Everything Has Changed.”
I move a little quicker, trying to hurry as I bounce to the beat of the song into the grocery store, only picking up or touching the one thing I came in for.
Luckily, their refrigerated dairy section is close to the front. I grab two cans and speed walk to check out.
The young cashier rings me up quickly telling me the total.
I try to hand him exact change without touching him, but he cups my hand with his, and flips it over into his other hand, making sure he doesn’t drop the change.
I see him and a young girl by the river kissing. I feel all the emotions of young love. The butterflies in my stomach at the feeling of a first kiss, my heart fluttering in my chest, feeling like it could pop out at any moment. The heat swirling its way from my stomach to my core makes my breath hitch.
I’m pulled back into the now as he removes his hand from mine.
“Have a nice rest of your day ma’am.” He blushes a bit and smiles wide, holding out my bag of whipped cream.
My smile widens as I put the change in my purse and take the bag with a nod, embarrassed that I intruded on something so personal. It’s not like I can control what I get to see.
I get good images sometimes too. Not everything about my gift has to suck all the time.
I hurry down the sidewalk, getting more excited to see Brix again. I go up to their porch with Jinx still on my heels. He always just waits for me outside of the stores I go into when he follows me.
My gran told me once that familiars are usually our ancestors reborn as an act of service to make up for their wrong doings.
I wonder who he could be, which is a cruel game I like to play with myself where I never win.
I stand there for a minute, not sure if I should just go in, or if I should ring the doorbell.
Would I want Brix to just walk in my house at any time?
Before I can make up my mind, the door opens and Brixon is on me in a flash, cupping my face, and kissing me like his life depends on it.
I breath him in, getting lost in his scent of ocean, with hints of musk, and bergamot. The feel of him on my mouth, holding the back of my neck, keeping me in place.
His body relaxes before he backs away slightly. Having to swallow my moan, he breaks the kiss, but not his grip around me keeping me close.
“I missed you.” He says as he leans his forehead to mine while we both come back to reality.
“I missed you to.” I reply, still trying to catch my breath.
I swear, when this man is in my presence, the rest of the world disappears.
He releases his grip, gives me one last sweet kiss, then takes my purse, and the bag of whipped cream.
“Oh, good you got two cans. Maybe we can skip dessert with everyone else and you could put on a whipped cream bikini for me. This time, with cherries.” He wiggles his eyebrows with the cutest smirk.
“That was a sticky mess you made last night. You might be able to talk me into it though, depending on what the actual dessert is.” I reply, laughing at his facial expressions.
We head into the house hand in hand, laughing, knowing he is going to get a whipped cream bikini again if that’s what he wants.
Emily and Liam are sitting in the living room, each with a glass of red wine, cuddled up on the couch, too lost in the moment kissing each other to notice us come in.
We make our way to the kitchen and hold off going in when we hear Lily moan and Noah shushing her to be quiet.
I peak around the corner and can see Lily bent over the counter. Her eyes are squeezed shut as she brings her hand up from the counter to cover her mouth, attempting to muffle her moans as Noah fucks her from behind.
Brix and I back away from the doorway, hurrying past it before anyone spots us. He stops in the middle of the staircase he is practically dragging me up, turning towards me, “If they have time for a quickie, then we do too.” He smiles, then takes off, jerking my hand in his to hurry up the stairs with him.
He rushes us into the bathroom and shuts the door, quickly locking it, before slowly turning towards me, dropping my purse and the bag of whipped cream on the floor.
He rushes me, kissing me again as he raises my sweatshirt, breaking our contact when he has to lift it over my head.
He yanks my bra down, trailing his eyes from mine down to my tits. He leans down, taking a nipple into his mouth, sucking it hard, then repeats himself on the other.
He is desperate in his actions, acting as if he can’t get enough of me.
I reach for the button on his jeans, but he turns me around abruptly. He reaches in the waistband of my joggers, pushing them down along with my thong.
“Bend over baby. I saw how turned on you were by what you saw in the kitchen. I want to see your face when I fuck you from behind.”
I look in the mirror at Brix as I bend over the cool white marble counter, feeling my pussy throb in anticipation, soreness be damned.
I hear him unzip his jeans, turning my attention to his reflection in the mirror as he pulls his grey YOLO sweatshirt over his head, showing off my favorite parts of his body.
Mm… I lick my lips, watching his muscles flex with every movement in anticipation for what’s to come.
He reaches between my legs, gently rubbing small circles on my clit. I lift my ass, grinding it into his hand. I can’t help the slight moan that escapes my lips.
“My perfect little witch is dripping for my cock. You are so needy; your cunt is begging me to fuck it baby.” His voice is low and husky as he puts the tip of his dick at my entrance, moving my wetness up and down my pussy.
I push back, wanting more, “Please fuck me, Brix.” I beg when he lets the tip go in and pulls back, teasing me.
I push back again when I think he is teasing, but he pushes all the way in, in one swift motion, taking my breath away as a high-pitched whisper scream leaves my throat.
I cover my mouth with my hand as he wastes no time pulling back and slamming into me again, making my pussy clench by the third roll of his hips, hitting that perfect spot, our eyes never breaking apart from the others.
His hips start moving faster, making me drop my head, finally breaking the hypnotizing eye contact with him.
He slaps my ass, hard, sending a flutter through my core.
“Oh, yeah.” I basically say to myself, my voice barely audible let alone translatable into words being muffled by my hand.
I want him to do it again, so I refuse to look up even though I know that’s what he wants.
“Eyes on mine, Evie.” He smacks my other ass cheek harder than the last one, making my legs start to tremble.
He smacks each cheek a couple more times, sending jolts of pleasure straight to my pussy.
“Christ, baby, you are soaked. I can’t wait to paddle your ass before I fuck it.” Brixon grunts as he thrusts into me, getting balls deep, moaning louder than I am.
His words, mixed with another delicious roll of his hips, sets off the spark, lighting the fuse.
I remove my hand from my mouth, slamming my palm on the hard stone my chest is now flat on. I try to wiggle my ass to keep him hitting that perfect spot that will inevitably send me into extasy.
He grabs a handful of my curls, wrapping my hair around his hand. He pulls, making my head snap up. The tingle on my scalp travels straight to my pussy as our eyes collide.
“That’s my good girl.” He grunts out as he thrusts harder, making my pussy contract around his dick.
I smirk through a moan as I feel the fuse burning faster, getting closer and closer to my core, making my toes curl as my body starts to tense.
I let all my breath out and hold it, refusing to take a breath in until I am teetering on the very edge of my orgasm.
Brixon watches me in the mirror as I reach up and grab my nipple, pinching it as I brace myself with my other hand on the counter, relying on him to help hold me up by my hair.
“Come all over my dick, baby.” He almost growls out as he reaches around and rubs tight little circles around my clit as he fucks me harder.
I suck in a breath as my eyes roll in the back of my head as I finally allow myself to let go.
My body stiffens and jerks as the pleasure takes ahold as he fucks me harder, making my pussy practically convulse around his thick cock.
Just when I think I’m about to come down, he starts rolling his hips as he fucks me faster, drawing out my orgasm while he chases after his.
He stills, balls deep, barely jerking his hips as he lets out a moan mixed with a growl, making my pussy clench again.
I feel his dick twitch a few times as I come back down, still trying to move my pinned hips, making the pleasure continue to come in tiny ripples.
Brix peppers my shoulder and neck with kisses before he lets go of my hair.
I lay my chest back down on the cool tile as I catch my breath and watch as he turns on the faucet to get the water warm while he grabs a washcloth.
I watch him drench the cotton cloth and wrings it out. He cleans me before he cleans himself, giving me a minute to go into the toilet closet before we head back downstairs.
We are both as flushed as everyone else in the dining room when we enter, making me chuckle.
“There you guys are. Where is the whipped cream?” Noah asks with a cheshire grin that makes me blush further.
“Shit! I’ll be right back.” Brix says before kissing my cheek and running back out of the room.
We left the whipped cream in the bathroom.
I take a seat next to Emily when she motions for me to. She pours me a glass of Stella Rosa Moscato, knowing that it’s my go-to since Lily introduced us to the brand with a basket of almost every flavor they make.
“Don’t worry, Brix picked you up a new bottle of Disaronno for after dinner.” Emily laughs as I pick up the pretty wine glass and down half of it.
I need fucking water after that kind of a quickie. Jesus, could the sex ever be bad with him? I ponder that question as Brix comes back in the dining room with the bag of whipped cream and my purse. He hangs it on the hook by the back door, then takes off towards the kitchen.
“Be right back. Gotta put the finishing touches on my perfect German Chocolate Pie. I didn’t have time to make homemade whipped cream today like I normally would.” Noah slaps his hands together, rubbing them as he moves to get up.
He kisses Lily’s cheek, then follows Brixon into the kitchen, still grinning.
“Hey, Lily, how is the new book coming?” I ask, dying to know more about it.
“To be honest, I’ve had a bit of writers’ block, not being able to really fill the gaps in the story. I have a hard time writing things I haven’t experienced. Luckily, your new neighbor here has graciously offered to help me out with a few… Kinks, you could say.” Lily blushes almost crimson as she grabs her wine glass, taking a long sip.
“That’s why it’s so believable! Girl! You just keep doing you. You haven’t disappointed anyone yet. I’m absolutely in love with the playlist you released.” I fan girl for a second, like I always do when I get to hang out with Lily.
She is a sweetheart and has helped Emily branch out to other authors. Lily was her first author to work with and has been with her since. She gives Em a lot of the credit for her books going viral.
“I love that playlist, but I’m getting tired of it now that I have listened to it on repeat for the last six months.” Lily laughs, making light of how she does things.
“I’m gonna go join the guys and see if they need help.” Liam excuses himself from the table.
We all three chuckle as we wait for him to leave the room.
“Ok, so spill, were y’all doing it in the living room?” Lily asks Emily, whispering with a wide grin.
“No, but only because we saw you and Noah in the kitchen and knew Brixon was waiting by the front door since Evie would be here any minute.” Emily puts her hand over her mouth as she points at Lily, then they both turn to me.
I feel the blush creep up my cheeks as I nod, smiling. I take a drink of my wine, letting it bubble on my tongue before I swallow. I watch them both bounce in their seats at my revelation, getting louder by the second.
“Keep your voices down! Okay, that was hot, but not as hot as last night bitches!” I whisper shout, swatting my hand at them both as I try to contain my own laughter.
“Finally! Girl, getting dick looks good on you!” Lily replies, nodding her head as she sips her wine.
“Evie, you are glowing! I can’t remember ever seeing you this happy.” Emily can’t contain her giddiness.
“I can’t remember ever being this happy, even before the spell even happened!” I admit, not just to my friends, but for the first time, to myself.
Brixon Blaze makes me the happiest I have ever been. All I want to do with the rest of my life is to be with him. Nothing else really matters anymore.