Be Careful What You Wish For

by Evangeline Anderson

  “I’ll be happy to wait for you.”

  “Thanks.” Cass went into her walk-in closet and shimmied out of the dress. Hanging it carefully, she looked through her underwear drawer until she found exactly what she wanted.

  It was a short, sexy red lace gown which ended just at her upper thighs and had a pair of tiny red lace panties to go with it. What Cass really liked about it was the fact that the outfit had a built-in bra but it was a demi-cup. So instead of covering her full breasts, it pushed them up, the red lace cups ending just under her nipples which were bare and already getting tight at the thought of what was to come.

  The panties that went with it were nothing but a very tiny triangle of red lace which barely hid her pussy lips. The bottom point of the triangle ended in two thin strings which crossed where they connected to the waist band.

  Cass had bought this naughty little outfit ages ago, but she had never found the right time to wear it. She had never quite felt comfortable enough with Brandon to bring it out but now she knew she had been saving it for Jake, even if she hadn’t known it before.

  Pulling off the tags, she slipped into the silky red lace, loving the way the cups framed her breasts and put them on display. The panties were even smaller than she’d thought and it was possible to see the beginning of her pussy slit above the flat top of triangle, Cass noted, which made her feel even sexier and more exposed.

  She fluffed her hair and dabbed at her makeup in the small mirror she had hung in the back of the closet and then took a deep breath. It was time to fix the mess downstairs…and break the curse that had settled on her head. Also, it was finally time to do what she’d been dreaming of with Jake for so long. She tingled with anticipation as she opened the door and stepped out of her walk-in closet.

  Jake’s eyes widened when he caught sight of her and he let out a long, low whistle of admiration.

  “Well?” Cass walked towards him, her hips swaying and her naked breasts bouncing. She thought she had never felt so vulnerable and yet so excited in her life.

  “Gods, Cassandra—you’re stunning,” he growled softly, sitting up on the bed. “Come here—I can’t wait to touch your luscious curves.”

  “Uh-uh-uh…” Cass shook a finger at him as she came around the side of the bed. “Lay back down. This is my curse to break, remember? So we’re going to do things my way.”

  Jake’s eyes went heavy-lidded and a little smile curved the corners of his sensuous mouth.

  “As my lady wishes,” he murmured, laying back on the bed with his head on the pillows. “I am at your service—do what you like with me.”

  Cass felt a surge of heat and wetness between her thighs at his words. She liked the idea of being in charge—of calling the sexual shots this time. She couldn’t help thinking of how it had been when Jake had painted her all over with the chocolate mousse and licked it off her. This time she would be the one calling the shots. It was a heady idea.

  “First of all, we need to get you out of all these clothes,” she told Jake. He had already removed his tux jacket and hung it neatly on one of her wooden bedposts but now Cass decided she wanted to see his broad chest as well.

  Straddling him with one knee on either side of his trim hips, she leaned down and began working on his shirt buttons. She got the top three or four with no problem but then the next one gave her some difficulty.

  Biting her bottom lip in concentration, Cass leaned closer, fighting with the stubborn button. Then she heard Jake give a low groan and realized she was putting her bare breasts close to his face. She started to move…then decided to go with it.

  “This button just doesn’t want to open,” she remarked, leaning even closer and rubbing one bare breast deliberately against the big elf’s cheek and the side of his mouth. “I just don’t know what is wrong with it.” As she spoke, she pressed her left nipple directly to Jake’s lips, pretending she had no idea what she was doing.

  Jake groaned again like a man who has been pushed past his endurance, and sucked her nipple deep into his mouth, drawing long and hard in a way that made heat rush to Cass’s pussy as she moaned and pressed against him.

  Still, she tried to pretend that nothing was happening.

  “Mmm, Jake, what did you do to make…make these so hard…” She gasped as he sucked her even harder. “I mean, so difficult to open?”

  She had actually managed to get the stuck button open now—it had been snagged on a piece of thread—and she pulled his shirt apart, baring his chest completely. God, she loved how hard and muscular he was! She couldn’t pretend anymore that he wasn’t driving her crazy.

  Burying her fingers in his hair, she pulled back until her left nipple slid from between his lips and immediately fed him the right one. Jake sucked it eagerly, his big hands roaming all over her body, caressing her hips…waist…thighs…ass as he lapped and nipped and sucked her nipple, sending sparks of pure pleasure straight to the tender V between her legs.

  Cass’s pussy was beginning to feel hot and swollen with need. She wished she could have the big elf’s hot tongue between her thighs but she was still a little shy about asking.

  Jake, however, had no such compunction.

  When he released her right nipple, his eyes were blazing with desire.

  “I want to taste you, Cassandra,” he told her hoarsely, looking up at her. “Want to lap your soft little cunt while you cry and moan my name.”

  Cass felt a surge of desire rush through her.

  “Then I guess we’ll have to switch places,” she murmured, smiling down at him. “So you can get to me.”

  “Not at all, darling,” Jake growled softly. “In fact, I’m in the perfect position right now to eat your sweet pussy.”

  Cass looked at him uncertainly.

  “You mean…” She made a motion with one hand which Jake seemed to understand.

  “Straddle my face, darling,” he urged her. “Ride my tongue and feed me that sweet pussy. Give it to me—I want all of you.”

  When Cass still hung back, uncertain of how to get into the position he wanted, Jake took matters into his own hands—literally. Lifting her by the waist, he sat her down so that her knees were on either side of his face and pussy was directly over his mouth.

  “Oh!” Cass gasped, gripping the headboard with her hands for balance. Though he had picked her up and carried her often enough, she still wasn’t quite used to being manhandled in bed. Not that Jake was being rough—he was just getting her into the right position. She could feel his big hands on her thighs, urging her down, telling her to let go and give in to what they both needed.

  Feeling wild and sexy and a little less uncertain, Cass lowered herself down, rubbing the tiny triangular patch of her panties against his mouth.

  “Is this what you want, Jake?” she purred, pressing her panty-clad pussy to his lips. “Is this what you need?”

  “Gods, Cassandra—yes,” Jake groaned. Putting out his tongue, he pushed aside the thin lace fabric of her panties in his search for her.

  Cass was already wet from the way that he’d been sucking her nipples and she gasped as she felt the tip of his tongue slip easily into her pussy slit, already searching for her swollen clit.

  “Jake!” she moaned as he found the sensitive little nub and sucked it into his mouth. “Oh God, Jake!”

  In response to her moaning, his big hands tightened on her hips and brought her down more fully, spreading her thighs wider so that he could bathe her whole pussy with long, wet licks, his tongue starting at the entrance of her slit and sliding upward over her swollen clit until he came to the very top and started down again.

  Cass could feel herself losing control. She gripped the headboard and rode his face shamelessly, as he seemed to want her to, pressing her wet pussy down to meet his seeking mouth as Jake lapped and sucked and tasted her as though he couldn’t get enough of her sweet folds.

  She happened to glance to the side and saw herself in the mirror hanging on her bedroom wall—th
e sight took her breath away. Was that really her—the raven-haired girl wearing a skimpy, barely there nighty? The girl who was riding her lover’s face, feeding him her pussy as he had requested, reveling in the feeling of his tongue slipping deep into her folds to explore her as he pushed her closer and closer to the edge?

  That’s me, Cass thought as she spread her thighs even wider and pressed down against Jake’s open mouth and seeking tongue. That’s me and I never want to stop…

  Then, suddenly, her pleasure peaked and she was tilting over the edge of orgasm.

  “Jake…Jake,” she nearly wailed as she rode his tongue shamelessly. She could feel him lashing her clit and lapping up her juices, his big hands heavy on her thighs as he pulled her even closer, reveling in the feeling of her wet, open pussy against his mouth and face. God, it felt so good…so good.

  Cass could feel the power building within her as the pleasure washed over her but somehow she knew it wasn’t enough yet. She needed more—more stimulation to bring it fully out, to fix the mess down stairs and break the curse her birthday wish had become. She felt empty inside—needing to be filled. And she knew that was how she’d raise the magic inside her to the next level.

  “Jake,” she gasped as she finished coming at last and pulled away from his mouth. “Jake, please—I need more. I need you.”

  “Then you’ll have me, darling.” With a low, hungry growl, he gripped her by the hips and sat up, so that she was straddling his lap instead of his face. “You need more to build the power, right?” he asked, stroking her hair out of her face. “More pleasure to break the curse?”

  “Exactly.” Cass nodded eagerly. “But…I’m still not quite sure how I’m supposed to do that.”

  “Actually, the housekeeping spell ought to work nicely,” Jake told her. “The words roughly translate as, “neat and orderly” which is what is needed to clear up the awful mess downstairs. But we’ll have to build up to it slowly.”

  “We will?” Cass asked. “Build up to it how?”

  “Like this.” Putting her on her hands and knees, Jake got on his own knees behind her. Cass could see him from the side in the mirror on the wall and she watched with anticipation as he opened his trousers and let his long, thick shaft free.

  “Jake,” she whispered. “What…what are you going to do?”

  “Going to fill you, my darling,” he murmured, rubbing the head of his shaft against her open pussy. “Fill you long and slow and deep to build the magic inside you. Is that what you want?”

  As he spoke, the head of his cock came to a stop, lodged just inside the mouth of her pussy. Cass could feel how wet she was—how ready for him. Just one thrust would send his thick shaft deep inside her. God, how she wanted that—wanted Jake filling her up!

  “Yes,” she whispered eagerly, pressing back to try and get him inside her. “Yes, Jake—please!”

  “Slowly, my darling,” he cautioned, catching her by the hips to keep her from impaling herself on him. “The power is inside you but we must tease it out…build it gradually. Just spread your legs for me and let me fill you little by little.”

  “All…all right,” Cass agreed. Though she felt so empty and needy inside she wanted to beg him to go faster, she forced herself to be quiet instead and concentrate on the spark of magic she felt inside her. It was burning like a live coal which needed only a little fuel to spring to life as a raging fire.

  “Slowly,” Jake murmured again and Cass bit her lip as she felt the broad head of his cock nudging inside her, breaching her entrance and slipping into her wet inner channel as Jake eased himself inside her.

  It seemed to take forever and it was all she could do not to moan with impatience. She could feel the broad shaft sliding into her, stretching her inner walls. And when she turned her head to the left, she saw it in the mirror—saw herself on her hands and knees, thighs spread wide as she opened herself for Jake and let him sink his shaft to the root inside her. But slowly…so damn slowly.

  He saw where she was looking and his eyes grew half-lidded with lust.

  “That’s right, darling,” he growled hoarsely, feeding another inch of his thick shaft into her open pussy. “That’s right, watch me—watch us. Look at the way you’re all spread out for me—your soft little cunt sucking my shaft in so deep. Open your sweet pussy for me and let me get all the way inside you—let me fuck you.”

  “Yes!” Cass moaned, watching in the mirror as he sank deeper into her. “Oh god, yes, Jake—please!”

  “Such a nice, polite little girl,” he growled as he filled her. “Asking so nicely to have my cock inside you. And to think, when I first met you I thought you were a little human brat who needed to be punished.”

  “Is that what you’re doing?” Cass met his eyes in the mirror, both defiant and hot. “Punishing me? By filling me up with your big, hard cock?”

  “Maybe…” With a final thrust, he sank home inside her and they both moaned as the head of his cock kissed the mouth of her womb. “Or maybe I’ll punish you later, darling. For now I want you to concentrate on the words of power as I help you build your magic. Now, as I thrust inside you, say the phrase.”

  “All right,” Cass gasped as he pulled almost all the way out of her. Then, as he pressed deep inside her again, she gasped the words of the housekeeping spell, “Glan Agus ‘Ordugh!”

  “Good…that’s good,” Jake murmured and his big hands slid from her hips up to cup her breasts. Pinching and tugging her nipples, he slid out of her again. “Keep it up,” he instructed, his deep voice hoarse with lust. “Keep saying the words as I fill you, Cassandra—as I fuck you.”

  “Glan Agus ‘Ordugh,” she moaned obediently as his thick shaft thrust roughly into her again. She could feel the spark of magic growing bigger, turning into something like a star inside her. “Glan Agus ‘Ordugh…Glan Agus ‘Ordugh!”

  “That’s good, so good, my darling,” Jake growled as one big hand slid from her breasts to her pussy, finding the place where they were joined. “Now I’m going to stroke your sweet little clit while I fuck your pussy. I want you to keep it up—concentrate on the pleasure and feel your power grow with every thrust.”

  Cass felt as though she was close to exploding—as though the star of power that had grown in her chest was about to pulse outward like a supernova and burn everything to dust.

  “Glan Agus ‘Ordugh!” she moaned again as Jake’s long, clever fingers stroked lightly around her swollen clit. God, how could he do this to her? How could he pound her pussy with such deep, hard, punishing strokes and tease her clit with fingers as light as a butterfly’s wings at the same time? Was it magic, or just skill? Either way, it was driving Cass to distraction and she knew she couldn’t last long, especially since his other hand was still busy tugging and twisting her nipples.

  “Jake,” she moaned as he thrust inside her. “Oh God, Jake, I can’t help it! I’m so close…coming…coming soon!”

  “Come for me then, Cassandra.” His voice was low and harsh in her ear—an order, not a request. “Come all over my cock while I fuck your sweet cunt. Come for me and let your magic go free. Hold nothing back—let it all go, now!”

  As he spoke, his fingers found her clit and rubbed especially hard at the same time his cock thrust deep inside her, the head of it giving the end of her channel a rough kiss.

  “Oh!” Cass cried. “Glan Agus ‘Ordugh! Glan Agus ‘Ordugh!”

  And as she came, her pussy clenching hard around his invading shaft, she felt the magic that had been gathering inside her explode outward, like a star going nova. Power rolled outwards like a nuclear blast, drenching the house on States Street and putting everything in order—putting everything back the way it ought to be.

  Cass knew it was happening but at the moment, all she could concentrate on was the feeling of her body clenching around Jake and the feeling of him coming deep inside her in turn—binding her to him, making her his forever.

  He had told her several times there was a bo
nd between them. Now, as the fizzy feeling of Pop rocks in Diet Coke rushed over her body in a wave, Cass felt the bond as well. The magic Jake had helped bring out in her was binding them even more tightly together—not just their bodies but their souls too.

  I’m his now—really and truly his and Jake is mine, she thought, nearly delirious with pleasure and the overwhelming sensation. And with that realization came the knowledge that they would never be separated again.

  I never made a proper birthday wish, Cass realized. But maybe inside I did—maybe I wanted something more than what I had with Brandon, something deeper—something real.

  And with Jake, she had found it. Though she hadn’t realized it at the time, Cass had finally made a wish that would permanently change her life for the better. And then she and Jake had made that wish come true.

  Thirty-Nine

  “How dare you mess with my magic? And put me under a stasis charm? This behavior is outrageous and I promise the Council of Fairy Godmothers will hear about it in detail!” Breena was shouting and waving her wand, showering them with pink sparks. Clearly, she was enraged—her pink complexion was nearly red as she hovered up near the living room ceiling.

  But Cass wasn’t a bit afraid of her. For the first time in her life she was free of fairy magic and she didn’t have to worry if she upset her fairy godmother. Breena could shout and storm and rave all she wanted too but she could not inflict any more of her inexpert magic on Cass.

  “Your incompetent spell work was drawing the attention of humans and putting innocent people in danger,” Jake said, frowning up at her. He had put back on his tux and he looked extremely professional and serious. “In helping Cassandra to reverse your magic and break the curse which her birthday wish had become, I was acting in accordance with the bylaws which govern all magical beings.”

  “Incompetent? How dare you?” Breena stormed. “I had the situation well in hand! I was just about to—”

  “Kill everyone in the room?” Cass finished for her. “Sorry, but if what I saw happening was ‘well in hand’ I would hate to see your version of ‘out of control,’ Breena.”