Page 10 of Ashes
I reach back, take hold of him, then slide slowly down the curve of his dick.
You’re so warm.He holds onto me, his arms stretching up the length of my back, strong and thick. I feel small in his arms. Small and safe.
Kole sits back, leaning into the pillows. “I’m yours,” he says, tilting his hips to an angle that makes me gasp. “All yours.”
I sit up, so far up that he’s barely inside me anymore. Then, gripping his hands and holding them up above his head, I slam back down.
As his eyes roll back and the muscles in his chest tighten, I clench my walls around him, squeezing hard as I move up and down. “Nova.” Kole pulls his hands free and uses them to scrape my hair from my face. “Nova…” He says my name again, as if it’s a prayer.
I lean back. He dips his head and plays my nipples with his tongue. At the same time, his hand slides between us and he toys with my clit.
The rhythm of his fingers matches the rhythm of his cock. I grip his thick thighs and grind forward. As an orgasm builds inside me, I pull his hand away from my clit.Hold me. Close. I need you closer.
He sits up, pressing his chest against mine as we rock together, back and forth. He trails kisses down my neck, tugs lightly on my hair, finds my mouth and groans into it as my core starts to pulse.
“Nova, I’m going to come.” He sounds pained, as if he can barely hold it in.
“Wait.” I rock harder. I can’t breathe. I dig my nails into his back and cry out as my body explodes and implodes at the same time. “Now,” I whisper, collapsing onto his chest.
Kole holds my hips, lifts me, then pulls me back down onto him. He swells inside me. Warmth fills me up. I clench hard, and he groans as I squeeze every last drop of cum from him.
For a long moment, we don’t move or speak. We breathe in tandem. His chest rises and falls with mine. When he finally looks at me, he kisses my chest. The ink he left above my heart.
“Nova…”
I tilt my chin up toward him and kiss him softly, purposefully. “Kole…”
The sound of the door opening makes us both look up. “Seriously?” Tanner cocks his head at us, hands on his hips. “I leave you alone for five minutes—”
“More like fifteen,” Kole remarks, not attempting to untangle himself from me, kissing my shoulder and deliberately grazing my skin with his teeth.
I’m laughing when a flash of movement behind Tanner makes me realize he’s not alone. Nico’s with him, and he’s staring at me.
As he catches me noticing him, he clears his throat and looks away, shielding his eyes with his hand. “Let me know when you’re dressed,” he says.
But even though he’s now turned away, waiting for Kole and me to clean ourselves up, Iknowhe was looking. And I’m not sure how I feel about that…
5
LUTHER
Iarrive at the diner just after sunrise. It’s a twenty-four-hour kind of place. A box sitting on a square of earth next to the highway. Half-broken sign. Paint peeling off the door. Inside, I order coffee and wait.
I take out my phone and scribble notes.
- How did Sarah Borello find my number?
- If she knew Sam was alive, why didn’t she tell Nova before?
- What made her pick up the phone and decide to finally divulge her secret?
Three times, as the clock ticks on, the waitress asks if I want food. Eventually, I give in and order waffles with bacon; might as well eat if I’m here.
While I wait for the waffles to arrive, I search for information about Sarah Borello. She’s on all the usual social media sites, but with locked down profiles and the same profile picture on each.
I type inSarah Borello, Ridgemore, and an address listing comes up. The same apartment block as Nova; so, she wasn’t lying about that, at least.
No job info, though she sounded old enough to be retired, so that doesn’t surprise me. Human and magick police forces have an agreement that they’ll share information when requested, but a request would take too long. So, I’ll have to make do with knowing her name and the fact she lives in Ridgemore.