He squints at me. “What?”
“You know. Magic-wise.”
“I’m not a fucking wizard, Sisk.”
“You made me levitate last night.”
He rubs his face. “That was different.”
“Different how?” I press. “How did you just… float me? Was it your eyes? Your hands? All these years, and you still won't tell me how any of this works.”
He settles over me, clearly trying to get this conversation back into making-out territory, his erection pressing against me.
“Come on,” I tease, tracing a finger down his chest. “Tell me.”
“It’s not a fucking choice. It’s a reaction. It’s like… if I need something to move, it moves. If I need someone to hurt, they hurt. It’s not a goddamn superpower, it’s a fucking temper tantrum with collateral damage.”
“You don’t know,” I laugh. “You don’t actually know what you can do, do you?”
His jaw tightens slightly. “I know enough.”
I smirk. “That sounds like a no.”
“You ask too many fucking questions,” he mumbles against my lips.
“And you avoid answering them.”
His hand slides down, his fingers digging into my clit. “Because I have better uses for my mouth.”
I grin. “That sounded smoother in your head.”
He bites my lower lip lightly. “You weren’t complaining earlier.”
“Fair.”
Curiosity still wins one last time. “So… if you don’t know your limits…”
He groans into my skin. “Siiiisk.”
“…does that make you the most powerful guy alive or just the most stubborn?”
He lifts his head. “Both.”
He kisses me again and I decide the interrogation can wait. His hand slides to my hip, gripping tight as he turns me. He guides me forward, pushing me down until my face is in the pillow and I’m on my stomach with him over me. He kneadsthe flesh of my ass with a rough squeeze that pulls a low moan from my throat before I can stop it. “Quiet, unless you want to be kicked out of here for good.” Another squeeze of my ass. “Five minutes,” he adds. “That’s all we get.”
My fingers curl into the blanket as his weight settles behind me.
Outside the room, the old floorboards creak, O moving around, reminding us exactly how little privacy we actually have.
I haven’t bothered putting any clothes back on, so Jax wastes no time. He’s pressing against me, thick and hard. I’m already dripping wet for him but when he pushes inside, the stretch steals my breath. It’s been too long since we did this.I miss him so much I actually bite down on the pillow to keep from screaming and pouring my entire heart out at once.
“Fuck, Sisk,” he groans. He shifts his hips with a shallow thrust. “I can’t believe I held out this long. Now that I’ve started again, I don’t think I can stop. I’m addicted to this pussy… Now answer me, rabbit. Did you miss my cock splitting you open?”
“Yes,” I try to say, the word muffled by the pillow.
His hand slides down my spine. “You remember our deal?”
I think he’s gonna go for it right here and now. He uses his finger to spread my wetness back, circling the tight pucker of my ass. “The sooner we start stretching and prepping you, the better,” he teases.
