Balance (Off Balance Book 1) (59 page)

“Stay.”

I wasn’t sure why, but hearing him demand I stayed down caused a flood of wetness between my thighs.

“You asked for it, you are going to get what she gets. Do not say her fucking name again.”

Satisfied, I grinned. “Good.”

Kova’s fingers slipped under my cami, his nails grazed my skin and I shivered. He gave a good tug and ripped my cami off, throwing it to the ground in pieces. He aggressively palmed my breasts and squeezed before pinching my nipples. My back arched and my arms gave out, bending at the elbows. Kova’s fingers tightened on my hips as he slid slowly back and forth into me, creating a maelstrom of pleasure. It wasn’t hurried or rushed. It was slow and steady—sublime. The only sound was the suction of our conjoined bodies as he pulled out and slid in, holding it for a split second. Just enough time for my clit to throb and greedily beg for more.

“Ahhhh…”

“Tell me you like this, tell me how much you want me to fuck you.”

“Yes, you know I do,” rolled off my lips. I did, I liked it a lot. Somehow, I found my inner strength. My hips took over and started rocking back into him, meeting him for each thrust. This angle was deeper and slightly painful, but the pain turned to pleasure and the intense feeling streaming through my blood was like a soaring high I never wanted to come down from. A sensation so incredibly powerful I bet nothing could top it.

“Oh my God.” Another orgasm was quickly rising.

But then Kova pulled out before I could find that earth shattering release I knew he could give me. I looked over my shoulder ready to spout off what the hell he was doing when he tapped the inside of my thigh for me to spread my legs wider. He reached over and pushed my head down into the couch, then with a flick of his wrist, he rotated my hips up and back so they were angled high. Of the times Kova and I had been together, this was the most exposed I’d ever been to him. Under normal circumstances, I might have objected to this position due to my vulnerability, but I was in such a daze and lost in his touch, I willingly gave myself to him. No, was never a thought in my mind.

Kova knelt down between my legs and spread my pussy open and ran his tongue along my plump lips. I moaned, my hips arching back even more as my hands gripped as much fabric from the couch as possible. He focused on my clit, sucking and flicking it with his tongue while his finger pressed on my puckered little hole. Tears formed in my eyes from the sheer pleasure that took over my body. I was floating on another planet. I was so sensitive I nearly bucked into his face at the gentleness.

I tried to move but he just gripped me tighter, his fingers digging into me.

“Kova…I…I’m going to…” I couldn’t get the thought out before an orgasm racked through me for the second time. Stars clouded my vision and I moaned so loud, rolling my eyes shut while he just kept sucking and sucking, his tongue flicked my sex like he was on a mission. Nothing in the world compared to this moment and his wicked tongue. Sweat dampened my skin, my entire body was on fire. Heat zipped down my spine, blood flushed my cheeks and I was free falling as pleasure tore through me.

I was done. Spent. Exhausted.

My hips melted, no longer able to hold my weight. My knees slipped along the arm of the couch. When the orgasm faded, Kova stood and without hesitation, he jacked my hips back up and drove all the way in.

“Fuck, that hurt.”

My face pressed into the couch cushion. Tears prickled the back of my eyes but I wouldn’t let them fall. My fingers dug into the cushion while Kova’s hand flattened my lower back, arching my hips up. My legs quivered and struggled to hold still.

“I am not done with you. I do not think I could ever be done...” If it was even possible, the thrusts got deeper. At this point, I wasn’t going to be able to walk tomorrow.

Kova drove in so hard and fast his balls hit my tender clit. I was sweating, my entire body was a blaze of heat, I almost wanted this to be over.

“You wanted it. You pushed me until my cock was so hard it ached. All I could think of was getting inside of your tight pussy. I am a man with only one focus when that happens.”

Kova reached for me and pulled me up so my back was to his chest. My arms reached up and wound his neck from behind. Kova’s soft spoken words nuzzled the curve of my neck as he whispered in Russian. I wished to God I knew what he was saying. My legs trembled and he used his strength to hold me upright.

Thankfully, Kova sensed how weak I’d become. I exhaled a sigh of relief when he supported me with his toned arms by wrapping one around my small hips. My head tilted back onto his shoulder when he rolled my nipple between his fingers, his thrusts becoming slower.

“How are you still going? I must not be good if I can’t make you come.”

His stubble nuzzled my jaw, adding pleasure to the sex, and I shuddered in his embrace. Whispering near my mouth, he said, “I am a man, Ria, not some little boy who cannot last more than a minute. Remember that. I fuck all night long, not three minutes.”

I swallowed hard. After tonight, I had no doubt he could.

“Lean over the back of the couch.”

I almost whimpered, but did as he demanded. I didn’t want to leave the solace of his arms. His thrusts deepened. Long, hard, but slow strokes, like he was trying to feel every inch of me. Kova was close to reaching his pinnacle, I could tell by the frantic way he gripped me and the sexy sounds coming from his throat. I’d have to wear shorts in the gym tomorrow for sure, otherwise his fingerprints would show.

He reached under, and instead of rubbing my clit, he pressed my swollen lips together causing my head to fly back in bliss.

“Right there…that is what I want to feel,” he groaned, hitting a new, deeper spot inside, like he had a special spot he wanted to reach.

“Keep that position, I know you can.”

“I’ll try.”

“Not try,” he rebutted. “You will do it.”

A shiver rolled down my spine and my thighs quivered. Sweet Jesus Mother Mary.

He rubbed my lips faster, increasing the pressure and friction on my clit at the same time. The intense pressure shot straight through me, causing the walls of my sex to spasm, tightening around him.

“Yes, malysh, just like that,” he mumbled in approval. His hand rubbed warm circles on my back, like he was enjoying this as much as I was, if not more. “I love it, do not stop.” Just as my release made its way through my body, Kova removed his hand and slapped my ass cheek so hard that I came before I could even process what happened.

“OhmyGod.” I almost choked. “Yes…More…”

“Ria…Baby, just like that,” he smacked my ass once more, the orgasm continued to sweep through me at breakneck speed. A burst of electricity exploded from within and I clenched around him. The slapping caught me by surprise and I was a bit confused by how much I enjoyed it. I almost wished he’d do it again.

One last thrust, and Kova squeezed my hips tight as he pulsed inside of me. I was sure I’d have bruises tomorrow. He pushed all the way in and grunted, his hips doing small, slow thrusts as he filled me. He came hard, the warm fluid leaking out and down my inner thigh. Kova’s loud moan caused my body to shudder from the remnants of my release. I was coated with him and relished in this moment of unyielding bliss. I loved it. Every minute, every thrust, every touch.

I could easily become addicted to this kind of sex. The tension in the room settled down, and all that was left was heavy panting and the scent of sex lingering in the air.

Kova withdrew and walked to the bathroom, but not before I felt his palm smooth tenderly down my reddened cheek and a gentle kiss was pressed to my spine. I waited until he was out of sight to rollover onto the couch cushion. Reaching higher, I grabbed my ripped cami he threw earlier and covered my chest. I was too exhausted to actually find a new one to put back on just yet.

A few moments later, the bathroom door opened and Kova walked out. My brows furrowed and my lips formed a thin, tight line. Seeing as his release was still on my thigh, I thought he was coming out to clean me up like last time and then spend time with me before he left. Instead, he was completely dressed and he wore a scowl on his beautiful face as he stood before me. His eyes raked down my body, but unlike the heat they usually held, they were completely deflated and it crushed my heart.

A resigned sigh escaped him. Running a hand through his hair, he dropped a damp rag on my leg. I flinched.

“That is what you wanted, right? A good fuck?” When I didn’t answer, he said, “Was it as good for you as it was for me?”

And then he stalked off and was out the door like nothing had ever happened.

M
y alarm blared annoyingly at 5:30 am and I felt like I’d just fallen asleep. The last thing I wanted was to leave the warmth of my cozy bed. I’d give anything to skip practice today, but I knew I couldn’t.

With only three hours of sleep, I was tempted to feign a serious illness just to be admitted to the hospital so I could sleep some more.

Though, I was fairly certain getting a “good fuck” by a Russian dick wasn’t a serious illness.

I was sleep deprived for a reason. Reality set in and my stomach flipped in anticipation, making me feel queasy. Kova had treated me like garbage last night. I knew seeing him would be awkward after the night’s episode, but I was upset over how callous he’d been. I was still new to all of this and wasn’t sure how to process everything. I liked it, I liked the bite of pain, but it hurt at times.

Maybe taunting him hadn’t been such a good idea, and maybe withholding my virginity from him wasn’t the brightest thing to do, because the more I thought about it, the more wrong it felt. Guilt ate at me. Kova felt lied to and that didn’t sit well with me. He was upset because I had kept that little nugget of info to myself, but it really wasn’t any of his business. Yet, in the end, I wouldn’t change a thing.

Yawning, I stretched my arms above my head before rolling over into my pillow and snuggling up to it. My eyes were as dry as the Sahara Desert. The last time I looked at the clock, it was one fifteen. I was beyond exhausted, my body ached all over. I wanted more than anything to go back to sleep, but that wasn’t happening anytime soon.

My stupid alarm went off again, and this time I unenthusiastically got out of bed. Soreness resonated between my thighs and I winced. Fuck, it hurt. I wasn’t expecting a sharp sting, like an enormous paper cut down there, but it’s exactly what it felt like.

A shower was a must. I was too tired to just head to the gym like I normally did. I needed to wake up.

Grabbing a leo, a sports bra, and some sweat pants, I headed into the bathroom and turned on the shower. While I waited for the water to heat, my bladder made itself known like it was about to explode.

Sighing as if it was an inconvenience to pee, I sat down on the cold toilet to relieve myself only to stop and gasp in pain. Jesus Christ! I tried to pee again by only letting a little out, but my whole body tightened in agony from the sting. It hurt too much to go.

Kova must’ve torn me up pretty good last night.

Steam filled my bathroom and there I was, leaning over my legs with my arms wrapped around my stomach, holding my breath to the point where my lungs hurt. I could only take so much, so I only let half out.

I’d try again later. Even wiping hurt, so I only dabbed.

I took a fast shower, washing my hair and shaving my legs in record time, careful not to let soap slip to my sex. I once cut my lip down there while shaving. It was a small slice and when soap touched it, it burned like a bitch.

Turning the shower off, I grabbed a towel and stepped out. I wiped the foggy mirror down and then dried myself off quickly. As I did, my brows angled in confusion at the reflection. Standing up, I pivoted around and looked in the mirror so I could see my entire waist and backside. My jaw dropped at what stared back at me.

Kova’s fingerprints covered my flesh in tiny little black and blue marks. From the tops of my thighs, to my hips, and the back of my legs. They were everywhere. I could connect the dots if I wanted to. It was hard not to notice them. Bringing my foot up and propping it on the ledge of the counter, I bent over and looked down at my pussy.

My skin was a rosy pink and swollen. I grimaced. I looked closely, moving my flesh around, but I couldn’t see anything with the naked eye. Grabbing a small mirror, I placed it between my legs to get a better look. Examining as close as I could get, I noticed a tiny little red mark. I ran my index finger gently over it and I flinched. Kova tore me, which would explain why it hurt to pee. I guess he wasn’t lying when he said he hadn’t given me everything the first time. He sure had this time.