Confessions of a Black Witch

Four

Mint Café August 9th, 2017 noon

The smell of coffee filled my nose as I entered the little café. My nerves were rattled after the morning I had just spent and I needed something to pick my spirits up. This was my favorite place to clear my mind with a hot cup of coffee and a piece of pie. Laura, my bestfriend and a waitress here at the café, waved me down as she helped another customer. I walked over to sit close by and waited for her to take my order. "Hey, girl. How did that online interview go?" Laura asked as she set a coffee mug in front of me and filled it with hot coffee.

"Not good," I groaned, remembering how I butchered an interview for a job I really wanted. "I don't want to talk about it. How was your second date with that German guy?"

"Russian." She rolled her eyes at me but smiled. "And it went great! He's taking me to that really fancy restaurant out on Oakview."

"No way! That's so fancy! He's got that kind of money?"

She shrugged. "I guess so. But I'm not interested in his money. You know I'm an easy girl to please."

"Laura!" We turned to see Laura's boss waving frantically at her.

"Shoot! I've gotta get back to work. I'll bring you out your pie." She ran in the back to the kitchen. I dumped a bunch of creamer into my coffee and took a sip, closing my eyes and enjoying the hot liquid as it warmed me up on the inside. I watched the other customers in the shop as they sipped their coffee's, worked on their computers or laughed amongst each other. A couple near by caught my attention as they leaned in close for a kiss, smiling sweetly and giggling. I sighed and set my chin in my hand. I missed having someone like that. My last boyfriend ditched me to chase some big boobed hooker out of state. We had been together a whole year before he told me he didn't love me.

Story of my life.

My phone buzzed on the table and I was quick to pick it up. It was an email.

From: The Black Witches Coven

August 9th 12:22pm

Believe it'll work, and it will.

BWC

My heart sped up. I quickly exited the email and glanced around the café. Time seemed to slow down and people around me moved at a slow pace. It was almost like the world began spinning backwards on it's axel. Was I having a stroke? The morning emails from the Black Witches Coven replayed in my head. The first one is always free, they said. You're deepest desires can come true if you put your mind to it. I didn't know if I believed in black magick and if I did, I didn't want anything to do with it. Wasn't that bad magick?

"Hey, isn't that Gregory?" Laura's voice pulled me from my thoughts. I looked up at her as she set my plate down in front of me. "Don't you have a huge crush on him?" I turned to see what she was talking about. Gregory Peters stood at the back of the line that seemed to be growing. My mouth fell open. "Maybe he will sit with you."

"Shut up, Laura!" Hunky, gorgeous Gregory Peters in this café? That's never happened before! I've known Greg almost my whole life. He went from star football player in high school to youngest CEO in history in his father's business. He was always a hot shot and always had an equally gorgeous woman on his arm. He was also a big topic in my fantasies late at night.

His eyes scanned the little café until they landed on me. I turned red and pretended to be busy stirring my coffee. "Nevaeh?" I looked up and he was standing right in front of me. Whoa! He moves quick!

"Uh-H--hey, Gregory. Long time, uh-no see." Damn my rambling!

"Yeah, it's been awhile hasn't it? May I?" He pulled the chair out across from me and sat down before I could answer. "How have you been?"

"G-great! Doing...things. You know." I wanted to run away. I caught Laura watching us from across the floor, her mouth hung open in disbelief.

Greg laughed. "That's good. Hey, I thought you moved away years ago. What happened?"

If my face wasn't red enough, I could feel it beating from the embarrassment. My ears were on fire. I tucked a stray hair behind it and forced a smile. "I-I'm sorry. Honestly? I liked you so much back then and it freaked me out when you asked me out. I was young and terrified." I laughed.

His smile lit a fire deep inside me. I squeezed my thighs together and bit my bottom lip. "Really? That's...Kind of cute. What are you doing tonight?"

I froze. Oh God, was he going to ask me out again? I've held onto the regret of ditching him when we were younger and vowed if I ever got another chance I wouldn't hesitate. But now that I was facing him after all these years I didn't know what to say. My inner voice screamed "DO IT!" but I couldn't seem to get the words out. "N-nothing?" I may have had plans with Laura later but I knew she would understand if I cancelled.

"Movies back at my place?" He was inviting me back to his place!

"Yes!" I answered with way too much enthusiasm.

**

"OH MY GOD! HARDER!" I shouted as his c**k drove deeper into me. My body was on fire with pleasure. I could feel an orgasm rising with each thrust. It made it so much more intense being bent over his bed. He was so big I thought he was gonna tear me open on the inside. His fingers dug into my hips as he thrust harder and faster.

"f**k!" He groaned, sending me over the top and into one of the best orgasms of my life. I buried my face into the pillow and screamed as he let go inside of me. His body fell over mine, pushing me down to the bed in a pool of our sweat. He fell to the side, pulling me with him and into his arms as we caught our breath. My back was to his bare, chiseled chest. I just lay there, weak and unable to move. He brushed the hair from my face that stuck to my sweat drenched forehead and kissed my cheek. This had to be a dream. There was no way I just lived out many years of fantasies in one night with the man of my dreams. It was everything I imagined plus some.

I peeked at the clock on the nightstand. 3:02am. I had been here since eight last night. By ten, we were naked in his bed. I moaned and rolled over to face him. "That was...amazing." He smiled that beautiful smile of his. And it was all for me. "You know I've been dreaming of this moment for a long time."

My eyes widened. "Huh?" There was no way Gregory Peters ever dreamt of f*****g me before this night. I couldn't wrap my mind around it.

"You were always so beautiful. You were brunette back then, though." He played with a strand of my hair. I had dyed it blonde a couple month back. "I liked the brown. It made your eyes pop. You use to pull it back in a ponytail before you studied or before a big exam. If you weren't nervous, you would pull it back down, letting it fall down your shoulders. If you thought you did bad on a test, you would keep it up the rest of the day. You always had a tense look about you on those days."

I propped myself up on my elbow and stared at him like he said something crazy just now "You noticed all that? Why didn't you say anything?"

"I did...But you never showed up for our date that night."

My whole world turned upside down just then. All this time I feared the connection between us when there was no use in running. I thought he would reject me because I wasn't up to his standards when he noticed little things I did that I didn't even notice myself. I tortured myself all these years pining after the man of my dreams when I could have had him all this time.

I relaxed my head on his arm and he continued to play with my hair. I listened to his breaths as they slowed and lay there in his arms as he slept. I couldn't seem to fall asleep even though I was exhausted.

You're deepest desires can come true if you put your mind to it.