Who are you?” Gabby stuttered.

He smiled. Her breath caught halfway in or out, she didn’t know which. She did know there was a lump in her chest, her nipples were hard, and she throbbed in places she’d be too ashamed to mention. She glanced away.

“Look at me, Gabrielle. Look me in the eyes.” He gently took her chin and coaxed her face upward. “You know who I am.”

She studied his face: his deep, dark eyes, his full mouth, and the tiny scar over his upper lip. Very familiar, like something straight from her dreams.

“Ah! No.” She grasped his forearms to save her from slipping down into a puddle at his feet. "No!"

“Oh, yes, Gabby. I’m yours. I’m your wish-upon-a-star-dream-lover in the flesh.” He pushed up her shirt without ceremony and ripped the front of her bra. Her breasts bounced into view. “Mmm. I’m here to make all those nighttime requests come true, girl. You’ve sent me an invitation I can't refuse." He leaned down and sucked her nipple into his mouth; his tongue twirled the rigid peak. Too soon, he let go of her breast and kissed the slope of her neck.

Gabby was dazed. “Oh, my God.”

“Not yet, but I will be,” he promised and pulled her skirt over her hips. He worked his hands around her hips and in between her thighs. She moaned when he pushed her panties down and they dropped to the floor.

“That’s-a girl, don’t fight me.” Magic Man picked her up and sat her down on the reception desk. She spread her legs as soon as her bottom hit the cool surface and never once questioned why she was so willing.

“Come here, Gabby. Nose to nose.”

She did.

He held her face in his hands just inches away from his and then kissed her, slow and tender. His lips parted. His tongue, gentle and warm, slid like melted butter into her mouth. He kissed her breathless. She didn't notice him remove his clothes, but she was aware of when he crawled naked on the desk between her thighs.

She touched a broad, smooth expanse of hard chest. “Your skin is so smooth, just like I…wished.”

“Grass don’t grow on a playground, baby. Give me your hand. I have another wish to grant.”