Free Gracefully Aroused: The Best of K D Grace by K D Grace

she’d be very happy to see him as rude as he’d been to her. He kept working.
    ‘Burning the midnight oil, are we?’ He turned to find Darlene standing with one hand on the perfect curve of her hip, the other blocking the exit of his cubicle.
    His heart bounced in his chest, and he struggled to return his gaze to his spread sheet. ‘Always work to be done.’ He hoped she didn’t hear his pulse hammering in his voice.
    ‘Isn’t there just.’
    He could see her reflection in his monitor as she watched him. The downward curl of her lips said she didn’t appreciate him looking at anything that wasn’t her. He saw the impatient heave of her breasts before she pushed her way in, grabbed his chair and swivelled it around until he was looking down the gaping front of her blouse. Then she gave his cock a solicitous stroke through his trousers.
    Before he could do anything more than gasp, she took his mouth, lips parted, tongue insinuating itself between his teeth. No canker, no sharp teeth, he struggled to reassure himself while she nibbled his bottom lip.
    She came up for air. ‘I’ve seen you watching me. I know what you want.’ She lifted her skirt until he could see her smooth, knickerless cunt. But the cubicle lighting played tricks on his eyes, giving her skin a rough green tint. He blinked and tried to push her away, but she spread her legs and parked her bare pussy on his lap against his crotch, which should have been bursting at the seam. Isn’t this exactly what he wanted? Why wasn’t he hard?
    She guided his hand inside her blouse against the swell of her breast, the place he’d fantasised about touching, licking, sucking. But the smooth skin he had imagined was rough, scaly. His stomach churned. As he struggled to pull free, he caught their reflection in the monitor, cankered lips, teeth grown large and jagged, skin discoloured. With an effort that nearly ended with her on her arse, he fought his way up from the chair with her cursing in surprise.
    Just then Ben called from down the hall. ‘Darlene? Honey? I’m ready.’
    She straightened her clothes.
    ‘The man has kids,’ Mick said.
    She looked up from buttoning her blouse. ‘So?’
    He stood looking at her once again beautiful face. ‘Watching you was wrong. I’m sorry. It won’t happen again.’ He grabbed his jacket and pushed past her, catching a glimpse of teeth and canker in his peripheral vision. Just before he turned to go, he caught sight of his own face reflected in the monitor. It was smooth and pink except for the hint of stubble.
    Sally answered the door in her robe. Before she could speak, Mick scooped her into his arms and kissed her. To his delight, she was responsive and warm. When she pulled away, he spoke in a rush. ‘The spell? You’re sure it’s broken?’
    ‘Positive.’
    He felt an icy chill. ‘Then what did I just experience at work with Darlene?’
    She led him upstairs while he told her what had happened in breathless, run-on sentences. Still talking, he followed her inside the circle. As she lit candles, he savoured the air effervescing against his fragile pink ordinary skin.
    ‘Is Darlene some kind of monster?’
    ‘There are creatures that survive on sex, some human, some not.’ Sally slipped out of her robe, and his cock surged in response. ‘Our bodies bear the flaws of our souls.’ As she spoke, she undressed him. ‘If we can see our flaws, we can work to heal them. The danger lies in not being able to see.’
    ‘Then what I saw was real?’
    ‘Oh, it was real all right, Mick. Just not everyone is able to see.’
    ‘Did you know?’
    ‘I suspected. I’m a witch, remember?’
    He looked around at the lit candles. ‘Why the circle?’ He forced a laugh. ‘Do I need an exorcism?’
    She held his gaze. ‘The circle is a safe place for a love spell.’
    ‘I don’t want a love spell! Not after what’s happened.’ He stepped away from her, nearly falling backward over the cushions, but she caught