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“Pretty closely.” His dark eyes glitter. “What else did you expect?”
“Oh, God. Please, let’s not talk about it.”
“Why? What’s wrong with a good orgasm? Not that he can give you good orgasms. That wasn’t even real sex.” Emrys props a lean hip against my wall and folds his corded arms over his chest, a teasing smirk on his lips. “If you had gone with me first, you’d have been spoiled for life.”
“Good thing I didn’t, then.”
His smirk slips a little. “Mia—”
“No, Rys. We’re not talking about sex now, and you being in my room doesn’t mean we’re having sex. Okay?”
He shrugs, pouting a little. “Your loss.”
“I can live with that,” I whisper and fleetingly enjoy the anger heating up his dark eyes.
Okay, Mia, get your wits together.
The flower growing in my notebook was a fluke. A… a stray surge of magic. Residual magic. Something like that. I bet there’s a dusty book somewhere in the library describing the phenomenon.
Moving on.
Move on, Mia. Remember your mission.
“Tell me about the hellish courts,” I say.
His dark eyes narrow. “What’s to tell? They are all fun and games.”
“Very funny,” I mutter.
“See?”
But I won’t be sidetracked. “Were you homeschooled? Or did you go to school? Who are your parents? Do you have siblings? I know nothing about you.”
He wags his brows. “Except for the fact that I can make you come harder than any other guy?”
“I’d have to take your word for it,” I breathe, trying to sound indifferent.
“I could do a demonstration.”
“No.”
“Fair enough.” He’s still standing there, leaning against the wall, looking dark and brooding, dangerous and gorgeous, the thin white scar running down his face only adding to his sexiness. “Let me explain. The reason you’ll have the best orgasms with me is not only my exceptional skill and my huge cock, but also my piercings.”
I blink. “Your what?”
“Have you ever been fucked with a pierced cock? Oh wait, you have never been fucked, have you? Because Jason doesn’t count.”
His crudeness does something to me I hadn’t expected. It gets me hot and breathless. “Rys…”
“I have a Jacob’s Ladder, baby. You’ll feel every rung, I promise. I’ll make you scream.”
“God. I don’t even know what a Jacob’s Ladder is.”
He unfolds his arms and reaches for his belt. “I’ll show you.”
“No, stop.”
He chuckles, a warm, deep sound. “Are you sure?”
