«Sex Potion: My Crazy Mind-Controlled Summer 2» by Veronica Sloan

When Kevin drinks his magic sex potion, he becomes intoxicating to women. They want him bad! This once shy virgin now has the power to get laid anywhere, anytime, and he's going to crash the party of the most popular girl in college. Jayla Winters is the sassy prom queen he's always dreamed of seducing, and tonight he'll get his chance. Mind control, threesomes, busty virgins and poolside orgies are all in his future, but will his sexy hijinks be cut short when the police come knocking at the door?

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I just smiled. It was hectic in the mansion, and the space was wide, but I'd drank enough of the potion. The area around me would become saturated with my pheromones soon, and if Brittany joined me, we'd be unstoppable.

“Don't you love her sense of humor?” I said. “Sure, some people find it offensive, but I think a conservative, un-PC, hateful witch is the spiciest lover of all.”

Jayla's eyes popped. “Ohhhh! Claire?”

Clarissa was fuming. “I swear to God, Kevin. I will stab you with a broken beer bottle. Who said you could…uh…” Her cute little nose wiggled like a rabbit's. “Um.” She swallowed.

“Baby, why don't you tell Jayla that we were just joking around. Tell her how much you love me.”

Clarissa's eyes struggled for understanding, even as she turned to her friend. “He's…right. That's how we joke. I…I love him?”

“You love making me happy,” I added. “You love turning me on.”

Clarissa shrugged. “I do. I don't know why but he…ahhh. Jesus, he turns me on…”

Jayla just gazed from Clarissa to me, and back again. “Wow. You guys are really into each other.”

“She's so into me,” I said with a wicked smile.

“I'm…” Clarissa ground her teeth. “I'm so into him, Jayla.”

“And she wants to kiss me, right here, in front of everybody.”

“I…” She was shaking. Her body warred with her mind until I reached out and stroked her shoulder. At my touch, the girl moaned and fell into my arms.

Clarissa's bosom crushed against me as her lips sealed over mine. Her tongue slid out and I tasted vodka, cranberries, and the poisonous sweetness of her lip gloss. Her long fingernails slid up the back of my neck.

“Wow,” Jayla said again. “You guys want to take that upstairs?”

In my arms, Clarissa eagerly swung around. “Can we?” She jerked. “Wait. No.”

“No?” said Jayla.

I squeezed Clarissa. “Ohhh, yessss,” she gasped. “Please, Jay?”

Jayla's laugh was equal parts incredulity and confusion. “Girl, what has gotten into you? I've never seen you like this.”

“He does it to me,” she said, her voice husky. “Let him do it to me?”

“Okay, fine, fine! TMI!” She reached into her pocket and pulled out a key. “I've locked most of the rooms upstairs, but a couple of the guest rooms are reserved for friends. It's the second one from the end of the hall. Don't make too much of a mess.”

Jayla pressed the key into my hand and I stared at it in wonder. In my arms, Clarissa wiggled with excitement. “Uh, thanks, Jay.”

She just shook her head. “You guys gotta tell me how you two hooked up later. I'd never believe it if I didn't see it myself.”

“It's not a complicated story,” said Brittany. She slid up beside me and caressed Clarissa's ass. “We just have the same tastes.”

Another wide-eyed look of bemusement from Jayla. “Ya'll got freaky while I was in D.C.”