Sinfully Spellbound (Spells That Bind Book 1) Read Online Free PDF

in.
    Of course, he didn’t remember me. Like all succubi, prior to
my eighteenth birthday, I’d had dull hair and a figure that would have made
Olive Oil look curvy. Back in school, Dylan had been cute and funny and totally
out of my league. Dylan had also been three grades ahead of me, so I’d only
gotten to stare longingly at him for a year. Still, he was the guy whose face I
put into every teen movie inspired fantasy I’d ever had, and the guy I’d been
most hoping to run into tonight.
    Now, Dylan was flirting with me. No, he was trying to get
inside of me, and I had no intention of playing coy. His thick erection was
hard to miss, and my pussy tightened just thinking about how good his cock
would feel thrusting into my body. After abstaining for six months, my mom was
right about me needing sex, and sex with Dylan was too tempting to pass up.
    “What do I get when I win?” I asked, running my tongue along
my bottom lip, still leaning into Dylan and savoring the spicy scent of his
cologne.
    Dylan just stared at my mouth. With the cuffs dampening my
power, he shouldn’t be reacting this strongly. Realizing how much of his
arousal had nothing to do with me being a succubus was a definite confidence
boost. I bit my lip to keep from letting out a geeky teen squeal of delight
because that would totally ruin the moment.
    “What do you want?” he asked in a husky voice.
    “You didn’t say pussy,” I accused. “Does that mean I win?”
    “The game doesn’t start until we agree on terms. I’m willing
to put up anything for a chance to get you naked,” he said before tapping my
cuffs. “Completely naked.”
    “If I win, the cuffs stay on, and the sex is on my terms,” I
said without hesitation.
    Dylan’s lips curled up into a sly smile. “Then let the
pussy-lovin’ game begin.”
    I laughed, unable to stop myself. Dylan had always been
funny, and he’d always been good-looking, but age had definitely added to his
appeal. In a tight black t-shirt and jeans, I saw the outlines of his chest and
arms. I was pretty sure I’d find what was under his shirt to be well-defined
and drool-worthy. With just a hint of stubble darkening his square jaw,
sculpted cheekbones, and deep blue eyes, he was gorgeous. No matter how the bet
turned out, I was going to enjoy every inch of Dylan’s body, a thought that
practically had me moaning. I just had to make him slip up so the cuffs stayed
on, because I was a little scared of how much I might want Dylan without them.
    “This should be interesting,” Trevor muttered, which is when
I remembered he was still sitting on the loveseat, looking annoyed by the whole
thing.
    Crap! I really wanted Dylan. Yeah, that didn’t even begin to
describe it. Just from leaning into him like this, my panties were wet and my
nipples were hard. Still, Trevor was my friend, and I hated the idea of making
things awkward for him.
    “Maybe this isn’t a good idea,” I said, studying Trevor.
    “This is a terrible idea,” Trevor agreed. “I don’t want to
have to listen to the two of you whining when things don’t work out.”
    “The bet is just for one night,” I assured Trevor. “Everyone
knows Dylan’s not looking for more, and I’d never get involved with a warlock,
anyway.” When I looked back at Dylan, hoping he’d back me up, I could have
sworn I saw a flash of annoyance, but he quickly masked it.
    “C’mon, don’t be a pussy, Trevor,” Dylan said with a grin.
    “Fine,” Trevor said, moving away from us. “You’re both
adults, so I’m going to visit with my other guests and let you make a huge
mistake.”
    “I don’t like the idea of upsetting Trevor.” It was true, I
didn’t want to upset Trevor, but I wasn’t sure I could turn back now that I was
so close to having Dylan inside of me.
    “Don’t stress about Trevor acting like a pussy,” Dylan said,
taking a seat on the opposite side of the sofa near the loveseat we’d been
sharing. He was probably trying to