It ended up doing the trick because when I opened the door to Kova, he had his hands threaded in my hair and his lips pressed to mine within seconds. He slammed the door shut with the back of his foot and devoured my mouth as he carried me down the hall to my bedroom.
“I cannot wait another second,” he told me, and threw me to the bed. “You drive me crazy.” My arms landed above my head and my shirt rose up my belly. My supple breasts tickled the sheer material and I knew my hardened nipples outlined perfect little circles. Heat strummed through my body as he peered at me with a craving so dark my stomach flipped. With a quick tug, he had my shorts off and on the floor, and he stood between my legs.
Kova dragged a hand down my stomach, twisting his wrist so he could cup me over my black panties, caressing my swollen lips begging to be touched.
His large hand slipped into the front and glided down the crease of my folds, one finger entering into me slowly. My hips undulated and Kova groaned. Looking between us, a thick vein was straining down his forearm. Why I found that to be so incredibly hot, I had no idea. He oozed muscular strength and sex appeal. His hips thrusted back and forth as if he was inside of me. He hadn’t changed out of his basketball shorts, and his wide erection grew rapidly before me. I groaned, and became even wetter, gripping my bed sheets. It was almost embarrassing to be this wet.
Kova pushed his hips into my center which caused his hand to add pressure, making me moan. His thighs kept my legs open while his finger stroked every inch of me.
God, I could have an orgasm just like this.
I liked his strong touch, his powerful position over me. It was rough yet sensual. Skilled, like he knew exactly what he was doing, which was nice since I had no clue.
Pulling his finger out, my cheeks burned from the sounds accompanying the movement. Kova looked down and our heady gaze mimicked each other’s. He slowly added another finger and the pressure was tight, but good. My hips bucked when his thumb landed on my clit and a moan vibrated in my chest. My hips began to move, gyrating on his fingers. More, I needed more, and I wanted it fast.
“Adrianna,” he said huskily, pulling his fingers from my core. “I would love nothing more than to make you come like this, but first I have other things in mind,” he flattened his hand against me, hard, and I groaned again, his fingers resting past my pussy to my ass.
Fuck.
He was teasing me.
The pressure and strength of his hand, his fingers resting low, felt so hot, I wanted him to touch me harder, grind his palm against my throbbing—
“Yes…” I sighed, loving what he was doing. It was like he read my mind. “That feels so good. Just like that.”
Kova paused. “What does?”
Breathing heavily, I answered him honestly. “Your hand, how hard you’re pushing on me. Soft touches are nice, but this feels a whole lot better. And I like when you hold my legs open.” My hips rolled against his hand to show him and I spread my legs wider.
“Do you have any idea what you are saying?” Kova’s eyes darkened. They were heavy from arousal, and his body tensed. He shook his head like he was fighting with himself to find the right words. “I like when you tell me what you want me to do. It is intoxicatingly powerful to know I make you feel so good.”
I looked deep into his eyes so he’d know my words rang true. “You make me feel better than good, Kova.”
“You are playing with fire.”
“What do you mean?”
“Oh, malysh,” he laughed throatily. Kova withdrew his hand, and reached behind his head and pulled off his shirt. “Let me show you.”
The mattress dipped as Kova crawled over me on his knees. My fingers traced his granite-like abs, every indentation and every grove that carved his stomach was not missed. He drew an audible breath as my palms skimmed his firm chest and over his nipples. My fingers glided across the sharpness in his shoulders. Dropping his weight on me, Kova looked into my eyes before he kissed me senseless. My body circled around his, locking him in. His warmth spread across my body, our heat fused together. His tongue slowly delved in and out before moving to plant open-mouthed kisses down my neck, around my ear, and pull my lobe into his mouth. My back arched, pushing my chest into him. I was completely under his control and all it did was fan the fire even more.
My hands landed on his muscular back and I gripped him. Kova flexed under my touch and his hips began a slow and steady rock against my center. His erection pressed in and out, and I wondered if somehow he could feel just how damp I was.
Pulling back, he pressed his forehead to mine and squeezed his eyes shut. I was dizzy from his fervent kisses and clutched him tightly. Breaths of hot air blended together as we fought to steady ourselves.
Kova moved to sit back on his heels. His brow lifted, and he gave me the sexiest half-grin I’d ever seen as he pulled my panties off, then pushed my knees back out.
“Let me show you how I want to
taste you
.”
Recognition hit and Kova smiled at my expression.
Taste you
…that’s what he meant earlier. Fuck, this man was gorgeous and he wanted to do amazing things to me.
“First, I will get acquainted with your lips.” He leaned down and ever so gently traced around and through the seam of my pussy with the tip of his tongue. A pleasure filled sigh rolled off my lips as I closed my eyes briefly.
“Does that feel good?”
“Yes,” I moaned in agreement.
“After I warm you with my tongue,” he looked up, and his eyes gleamed with devious thoughts. “I am going to stretch you out like this.” He proceeded by pulling on my folds with force, suckling hard. His tongue speared inside and traced around my core.
I couldn’t take it. This man. What he was doing to me.
I groaned, squeezing my eyes shut and thrust my hips into him. My legs wrapped around his strong shoulders. I wanted him.
No, I
needed
him.
All of him.
“Do not move. And keep your hands to yourself. Understand?” I nodded heatedly, not realizing my fingers were in his hair.
Fucking shit. I didn’t want him to stop. He could have me any way he wanted when he was demanding like this. I’d do anything he commanded. The hunger for him bubbled, and the desire mounted like a volcano ready to erupt.
“Are you sure?”
“Positive.”
“Good girl. Now where were we?” He leaned back down, and continued his wicked torment on my sex.
“After you are warmed up and stretched out, I will show you the steps it takes before you reach your dismount.”
My mouth dropped and he grinned.
Dismount. Climax. Same thing.
Having Kova go down on me was both exhilarating and nerve wracking at the same time. While he had for a split second in the dance room that one night, it wasn’t very long. I had no idea how much more I could handle this longer pace. The moisture dripping from me was slightly embarrassing and I worried he would find it unappealing.
“We will practice until you get it perfect.”
His tongue swirled in and out, dancing all around, feeling every part of me. If he wanted power, I was going to give it to him. Reaching down, I threaded my fingers through his hair and pressed him into me, squeezing his shoulders with my thighs.
Abruptly, he pulled back. His green eyes now the color of a dark jungle. Wild. Untamed. Mysterious. Grabbing my wrists, he planted them by my hips, but I struggled against his hold. His fierce look told me I didn’t listen to his no touching rule, and he was turned on by it. The power and strength he wielded was an aphrodisiac and I couldn’t get enough.
“Do. Not. Move.”
A gush of air rushed out of me as his tongue delved back inside, lapping and pulling at my lips so sensually I melted into the bed, and a moan left my throat. I rotated my hips in a wave against his mouth, completely unabashed by my actions. Each deep, luscious lick sent my head spinning.
Then he was frantic with need. His hands roamed around my body, everywhere. I knew he was holding back by how tense and tight his arms were, and I wished he wouldn’t. I wished he’d let go and take me already, give me all of him, everything he had.
“Kova…Oh, my God. I’m so close.”
He looked up and my heart stopped when our eyes locked. While we’d had sex, this felt so much more intimate.
The corner of his mouth tugged up with a dare, his eyes glittering with obsession. “Go ahead and land your dismount.”
His mouth returned to my pussy and a moan-filled sigh gushed from me as my eyes rolled back. This feeling, his tongue on me, licking and sucking, was pure eroticism. My back arched and I threw my head back as my hips rolled into his greedy mouth while he lapped at me. Kova’s hands were firmly wrapped under my thighs, holding me to his mouth. The overwhelming sensations streaming through my veins had me panting loudly, gasping for air. Christ Almighty. I tried to fight Kova, but his tongue worked faster, hitting my clit. He locked me down and licked me with precision.
“Oh, God,” I cried out, my thighs tensing around his head. He slapped my outer thigh for me to loosen up and I quickly did.
“Kova, please, it’s too much.”
My body was a blaze of fire ready to erupt. My moans couldn’t be contained and I cried out. My fingers threaded through his dark hair, clutching it in my fist, pushing my pussy into his mouth even more. Kova became ravenous. His grip on my thighs was powerful, and I wanted to give him everything in this moment. My legs scissored on his shoulders from the force of the pleasure slicing through me as he fought to keep his mouth in place.
Somehow when he came up for air, I managed to pull away and move higher on my bed. I panted, drunk on pleasure. My eyes, I’m sure, were just as glossy and matched Kova’s. His mouth was covered in my essence completely, and I knew by the way he crouched low I should not have pulled away.
“Bad move, Adrianna.”
He sprang forward and tugged on the hem of my shirt, pulling it off me in a blinding move. I was exposed, completely bare to him. Kneeling before me, he spread my legs open and grabbed them, hauling them over his shoulders. My hips lifted clear off the mattress, hovering in the air.
“No,” I lied. What I really meant to say was yes, but telling him no did things to my head, and I couldn’t stop.
Kova threw an arm over my waist and locked me in place, my boobs rolled up, and if I wasn’t in such a state of crazed need, I would’ve been embarrassed by their placement. But I wasn’t.
Leaning down, he said, “You taste incredible.” Then he flattened his tongue and licked me from bottom to top. He flicked my clit and sucked on the swollen, little nub as I squirmed in his arms.
“I don’t believe you,” I whimpered. My body was flaming hot, my chest burning from pleasure.
“I could eat you every day and not get tired.” He penetrated my pussy with his tongue, ignoring my statement. With my hips elevated, an orgasm was quickly rising. Different angle, different position, I wasn’t sure why, and I didn’t care. I began moaning, succumbing to him in a bliss-filled state unlike any I’d ever experienced before. My hips slowly rolled into his mouth as he suckled and devoured me with momentum and skill. One of his hands shifted and moved to rub my clit. The sensitive, little nerves in my body combusted into a million tiny, silver stars.
“Oh, yes, yes, yes,” I moaned. I almost cried from the sheer impact of it all. His thumb rubbed harder and faster as the pleasure zoomed through me, my hips bucked against his mouth.
“Don’t stop,” I begged. The vibration from his mouth, paired with the tingly heat when his teeth nipped, caused me to blow up. An orgasm erupted, slamming into me hard and tearing through me with pleasure previously unknown.
But Kova didn’t let up. He sucked harder, making slurping sounds as he took every last drop to the point where his tongue slid dangerously close to my ass to wipe me up. I couldn’t stop making little noises, crying out from feeling such sweet rapture that rocked through my body.
My heart, as my body, was wholly his.
Once the orgasm subsided, Kova carefully lowered my hips to the bed. I was spent, a complete pile of mush with my legs wide open.
My heart, the same.
Coming down from the most incredible high of my life, heated eyes scanned the length of my body and my nipples hardened. A predatory hunger consumed his features while he kneeled between my legs. My eyes leisurely trailed down his torso. Rigid muscle from hours spent honing his physique coiled his stomach, but it was the vein protruding from his abdomen and disappearing beneath his waistband that drew all my attention. He gave me such a look that made me feel sexy when he cupped his shaft and stroked it over his shorts.
I placed my arms out. I wanted him to come to me. I needed him.
Kova gave me the most erotic come hither grin right before he said, “Now let
me
show
you
how
I
land a dismount.”
Taunting me with his words and powerful body, his Russian accent blending with his hoarse tone made it almost unbearable. It was beyond physical at this point and had me on edge, nearly begging him to touch me more.