Slowly, he removed his jeans and slipped his shirt off. He climbed onto the bed and settled between my thighs before I got a good look at his length. We groaned in unison at the flesh on flesh contact. My heart bloomed, loving the feel of his body on mine. The pressure, the weight, the heat of our bodies fusing together was a feeling I couldn’t describe. Finally.
“Kiss me,” I whispered, and he did. God, did he ever. He thrusted his tongue into my mouth, taking me once again for all I had to give. His hands gripped my wrists, keeping them above my head where I was unable to touch him. Being restrained and wrestling against his hold was something I never thought I’d like, but it did things to my head that caused me to surrender to his every whim. Rolling my hips up in a wave, I moved so I could feel his hard length sliding against my inner thigh before it leisurely stroked my sex. I sighed breathlessly at the contact.
“Please, give me more.”
“I am trying not to hurt you,” he mumbled against my lips. His elbows were propped near my ears, caging me in. I felt safe and secure in his embrace and I couldn’t imagine him actually causing me pain.
I whimpered, rolling a bit harder and slower again. I was rewarded with a sexy, deep groan and a thrust against my pussy. Fuck. Kova did this to me. He made my body want him in ways I never thought possible.
“If we are going to do this, we are going to do it my way. Got it?”
I nodded frantically. “Yes.”
“Are you sure?”
My heart raged against my chest at the thought of losing my virginity tonight. He slid his bare length over the seam of my vagina and I inhaled with a gasp, nodding. I was soaking wet, and now he was covered in me.
A vibration rattled from Kova’s chest against mine. The weight of his body and the muscle underneath his hard frame was exhilarating. To be dominated by such a man took over all rational thoughts.
He placed my hands on the headboard. “Hold on and do not let go. Understand?”
“Yes.”
Kova sat back and fisted his cock in his hand. I finally got a real look and saw little trim hairs at his pelvis that lead to a long, thick shaft. He began stroking himself, slowly twisting his wrist up his length and squeezing the tip that was darker than the rest of him. Just when I thought he couldn’t get any bigger, I watched his length grow. I could never get tired of looking at Kova’s body, it was a work of art. He was sin, a man wild with lust, and I loved that I was the reason for it.
He leaned down and pressed his mouth to mine in a brutally hard kiss, tugging my tongue into his mouth. He slid his dick up and down my slit to coat himself and then pushed in. I flinched. My legs automatically squeezed his waist in pain from the intrusion. No preamble. No teasing. No foreplay. I was ready, but it still burned. And damn it all to hell, it hurt like a motherfucker.
But I didn’t show it.
I couldn’t. He didn’t need to know I was a virgin. Men didn’t like taking someone’s virginity because they assumed emotions were usually attached and that was something I couldn’t let Kova think. The moan that vibrated against my chest from him made it all worth it.
This uncomfortable pressure inside me was foreign and not at all what I imagined it would feel like. My hands gripped the headboard tighter as I fought the searing pain of feeling like I’d been split in two, like a thick steel rod penetrated me. As much as I loved the fact we were finally doing this, I kind of wanted it to be over at the same time. The pain was intensifying.
I wanted to tell him to hang on, tell him to give me a minute so I could adjust to his width, but I didn’t. The only thing I could think to do was start moving my hips to meet his. Even though I didn’t know what I was doing or how, it didn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out how to have sex.
Kova’s hands were back on my wrists, gripping them so hard it actually hurt. “So. Fucking. Tight.”
Believe me, I know.
Kova pulled out and thrusted back in, and I swear he hit my cervix at the same time he hit my clit. It was pain and pleasure combined, and for some odd reason it felt surprisingly good.
“Ria…You feel fucking amazing,” he breathed against my neck, spiking my pulse. “Better than I imagined you would.”
“So do you.” I didn’t know what else to say.
“I cannot stop,” a vein throbbed from his neck.
“I don’t want you to.”
“You are so tight,” he said, looking down at our joined bodies as his cock slid back in. “And I am not even in all the way.”
Kova bent down on his elbows and licked a slow wet trail from my collarbone to my ear before taking my earlobe into his mouth.
“It is almost as if you are a virgin,” he whispered before looking at me inquisitively. I froze and clenched around him. He bit my shoulder with a sigh as I tightened more. A hot breath escaped him and his head dropped to my shoulder. Kova growled, squeezing his eyes shut as his pleasure hit me in waves from the vibration in his chest. Our relationship was bound by honesty. I wasn’t going to lie and say I wasn’t a virgin. And if I had omitted something so important, I couldn’t imagine the disappointment he’d feel. So I kissed him seductively hard, putting everything into it. He responded perfectly. There was no way he’d ever know.
Kova groaned when he pulled away, “Fuck, yes.”
Instead of focusing on the searing, stretching and tearing pain, I focused on the bliss of the bite, the hold on my wrists, the way he kissed me, and the weight of his magnificent body pressed against mine. It was just enough pressure to make it feel good, like he knew exactly how much to apply. The painful strokes became welcomed ones and I started to soften. My chest rose into his, my hardened nipples grazed his heated skin.
Rising up on his elbows, he looked into my eyes before he cupped my face and leaned in for a kiss. Slanting his mouth over mine, his tongue dipped in as his dick pushed back inside me. The tightness I was struggling with was drifting away and I was finally beginning to enjoy it.
“There you go,” he whispered. “You are loosening up.”
“You could tell?”
He smirked, giving me a knowing look. Pushing deeper, Kova held it there. My breath caught in my throat and I rolled my bottom lip between my teeth.
“Like right now. I can tell it hurts for me to be this deep inside. You have a vice grip on my cock.”
I swallowed. “Does it hurt you?”
He huffed, still wearing the smirk. “Hell no. It feels damn good.”
“I’ve never been with anyone…like you. I’m not use to it.” That was the truth, too.
Bringing his mouth to mine, he kissed me deeply. “Just relax and let me do it,” he said against my lips, and I agreed. Maybe he sensed my inexperienced nature. I wasn’t sure what it was. I was just happy he took control.
Reaching down, Kova hooked his hand under my knee and brought it up, placing it around his back as he reached a little deeper. A breath escaped my throat, somewhere between a sigh and a grunt. It was a different angle, but the smooth, even strokes made me enjoy it more than I thought possible as he hit my clit.
He slid in with ease, erasing the pain and replacing it with euphoria. Pleasure was completely taking me by storm and all I could think about was the fact Kova and I were having sex. My breath hitched in my throat, and I whimpered into his mouth. Quiet gasps escaped my chest. There was no way to stop it. I couldn’t. The feeling of him pulling out and thrusting back in took my breath away. Long deep strokes with just the right amount of pressure. The way his fingers laced through mine, how he held my hands to the bed. The way his tongue slid down the column of my throat, tugging on my skin. And the way his hips picked up was a maelstrom of fire brewing inside of me. Every time he surged back in, he hit my clit…And God, it felt fucking amazing.
Pulling back to his knees, Kova gripped my hips. His hands nearly touched each other from the small width of my waist.
He kept the pace steady as his thumb slid over my clit and began rubbing in circles. My knees jumped from the unexpected touch and my hips rose off the bed. It was too much stimulation, too many sensations flying through my body, and I couldn’t think straight.
Kova held still inside of me. With his eyes locked with mine, he brought each ankle to rest on each of his shoulders. Each position hit a different spot deep inside of me, so when he began moving again, I thought he was going to poke through my stomach.
Not literally, obviously.
“Focus on the pleasure, Ria. Eyes on me.”
I nodded, my body damp with moisture. His hand picked up speed and I felt an orgasm rising. Each time he thrust in, his thumb swirled faster and when he pulled out, he slowed down. Gone was the pain and in its place was sheer bliss. Nothing else. I felt high, like I was floating, feeling every inch, every sensation streaming through my body. My toes tingled, heat climbed up my spine…
“So, so good…” I moaned. “Right there…”
And before I could get another word out, an orgasm rippled through me and I yelled out. My hips bucked roughly against his, quickly meeting Kova’s as I rode out this high. A powerful surge hit me so hard, I swear I saw stars as a blissful wave of sex took over my body and I shuddered around him. I didn’t want it to end. The incredible sensation flowing through my veins was an indescribable feeling one must experience to understand.
“I can feel you pulsating around me,” he grunted, the veins in his neck straining. He had a rough hold on my hips as he held them to the bed, locking me down. He thrusted over and over, slowly riding me into a state of ecstasy, bringing my orgasm higher and higher.
My legs slipped off his shoulders, falling lifelessly to the bed. Kova collapsed on me, the weight of his body melding to mine was delicious, and I savored it. I gripped his neck and sealed my mouth to his in a brutal kiss. The gratification he brought me only moments ago was something I wanted to feel again.
And soon.
“Make me feel that again and again and again,” I begged against his lips.
“Malysh, I am not done with you.” Kova’s hips thrusted against me, pulling his dick all the way out and slamming back in. My headboard rocked against the wall with each surge. With one arm, he lifted my hips off the bed so they were elevated while my shoulders were still flat on the mattress.
“Fuuuccckkk,” a curse tore from Kova’s mouth. His dick was twitching inside of me, and I was almost positive it became harder.
God, he was beautiful in the throes of heat.
Arching my back, I shuddered in his grip, feeling my wetness seep from my thighs.
Kova hissed then brought his mouth down to bite my nipple. Hard.
My body bowed and I screamed as he ran his tongue over the throbbing tip only to bite it again. My hands left the headboard and I gripped his strong biceps, my nails digging into his skin. I then pulled on the strands of his hair as pleasure once again ripped through me. I rocked hard against him, drowning in the exhilarated ecstasy that was taking complete control of my body.
“Ria,” his Russian accent strong. “I need to come deep inside you.”
Hearing his words, I moaned aloud. Before I could muster another thought, he pulled out and flipped me over so I was facing the bed. He pressed my head down and pulled my hips up with a yank.
“Arch your back, face to the bed. Now.”
Then, he guided me to spread my legs open by tapping on the inside of my thighs. Gripping my pelvis, he jerked my hips up and angled them so I couldn’t move. His dick was still erect and grazing my thigh, and just as I thought he was going to stick it back in, he shocked me to the core. I gasped loudly and tensed.
His warm tongue was flat on my vagina, where he circled my clit.
“Oh, my God,” I sighed when he ran down the center and stuck his tongue farther inside me. All modesty out the window, I rocked against his mouth. Unexpectedly I clenched, feeling a heavy amount of fluid seep from me. He had to have me all over his mouth.
With his hand still holding me, I was at his mercy. But I didn’t give a fuck so long as he made me blow up from pure rapture again.
Just when I thought I couldn’t handle any more, Kova surprised me again by running his tongue all around, flicking my sensitive bud and then pinching my lips together and sucking them into his mouth. The pleasure hit me like a gust of wind and I rocked into his face.
With one last swipe, I thought this time he was done until he went past my sex…and to my ass.
I froze. As far as I was concerned, this was an exit only area. If he thought he was going to stick his massive dick in there when he was done licking me, well, he had another thing coming.
With one hand on each cheek, he spread them open. “Kova?” I asked with a shaky breath.
“Shhh…”
“Kova,” I was about to say stop, but when he pressed his tongue to my hole and began rubbing me with his mouth. I just about fucking died.
“What…what are you doing?” I asked breathlessly against my duvet. I almost cried from the pressure that shook my body. I couldn’t believe I was going to admit it, but what he was doing was highly stimulating. My hands gripped the blanket as he hit nerve endings that flickered through my body. Never in my wildest dreams would I have imagined the onslaught of feelings attacking me as he licked my ass.