Jack's head was spinning a little as he finally gasped in that breath at his windpipe healing itself. He could feel his face stinging, and watched as Maya's eyes widened slightly looking at it. He was guessing there was some form of superficial wound that was likely healing itself before her eyes as she watched. That was a goodamned shame. He had been hoping to keep that one in his back pocket, mainly because if there came a time when the bitch was going to try to kill him, she probably would have done it with conventional means. That meant that his pratical immortality would have been a pretty damned nice ace up his sleeve to hold to make sure that he would have the first shot at true retaliation without her getting in the way.... well that was fucked.
"Ugh... you're calling me a coward?" Jack said finally, now that he was able to talk. "For lying... when you were dolled up like someone that you aren't actually at all? You have GOT to be fucking kidding me. I wasn't aware hypocrisy was the OTHER secret djinn power there, but you seem to call on that more often than you grant wishes, lady..." he said with a light smirk now tha the had her down on the ground. He was at least stronger than her, which was a plus. Something in him had worried that he wouldn't be, especially after that fucking throat punch. Where the fuck had she learned to fight like that anyway?
Jack blinked a little as he felt her heat next to the head of his cock, and felt it swell to the point where it felt like it was made of iron. Speaking of fucking....
Maya's voice was about what Jack would imagine his mother in laws would be like someday, ice cold and frigid as the alaskan tundra. "Shut your goddamned cake hole and listen, bitch." Jack said darkly, wondering if that would stop her in the slightest. She didn't exactly seem to have her anger issues under control, and that was probably due to the fact that she thought that he was trying to bottle her sorry ass. Which of course he wasn't, he didn't really have any desire to see her under glass, even though it would be fucking hilarious for a good night or two, he could only imagine what sort of bitching the djinn would resort to in order to get free, and then he'd have one fucking pissed off djinn after him.
"Listen... I don't really want your ass in a bottle. I was trying to get you to G-T-F-O, and that seemed to be the most expedient way to do it, given that you were fucking tearing your hair out in order to get away. I tell you what, sweetheart, I'll walk you to the goddamned door, so that you can be within throat punching range and be sure I'm not going to try to..." But Maya wasn't listening to him at all. Instead she started to try to fight him again, which wouldn't go very well for her. He could feel her wriggling agianst his cock as she bucked her hips...
"Hey... HEY!" Jack said as he leaned up suddenly to avoid the swing of her head, but as he did so his hips lowered a bit and suddenly her writhing hips pushed up and onto him, impaling her halfway on his thick meat. He had expected that she would be loose as fuck with her reputation, but instead he found her insides wonderfully tight, and hot enough that he groaned and gripped her wrists hard enough to start bruising them for a moment as he shuddered. "That... that was your fault..." he said in a heavy voice as he looked down at her naked body before him.
Then without another word leaned down to kiss her hard as he shoved the rest of himself inside of her, pulling back out again and then slamming into the hilt. He was too fucking horny... and if she wanted to fuck him that bad... she was just going to get it...