by Lucia Franco
Guiding my hand down, Kova placed my hand over his heavy sack. He squeezed hard and tight, too tight in my opinion, then he loosened his grip as he pulled out, only to squeeze again as he thrust in.
"Kova…please…" My mouth was dry, and I couldn't open my eyes. I squirmed on him, the pressure was the most powerfully intense eroticism yet. Spreading his legs wider, my hips opened more. One of his hands found my clit and ran in circles over the tight bundle of nerves, the other reached up and wrapped around the front of my neck.
"Trust me," he said near my ear.
My heart sped up, panic tore through my body, frightened that Kova was going to choke me to death. "Trust me," he said again. Applying pressure to my throat as he thrust in, he seized hard. A sharp ache shot through my pussy and I tried to cry out but I had no voice. The air in my throat constricted and I waited until I couldn't take it any longer. I gripped his balls hard and dug my nails in, twisting slightly. He twitched and let go, so did I.
I swallowed hard, and licked my lips, shocked that I almost came.
"Holy. Fucking. Shit. Kova. Do it again. Please, do it again."
Obsession filled me over this newfound pleasure. My body started moving of its own accord as I became ravenous for more. I twisted my feet around his calves and held on. I wanted him to do it again, and again, and again.
Kova turned my face toward his and our eyes locked. He grasped my neck again, this time a little harder. "I wish you could see yourself through my eyes, only then would you realize how much you mean to me."
His voice shook with candid raw honesty. It was almost unbearable. We were beyond lust, beyond infatuation. This was way more, a crazed obsession with deeply seated emotions we didn't want to acknowledge because everything in society told us it was wrong.
I leaned forward and captured his lips with mine, and gave him the deepest, slowest, sexiest kiss I could. I made love to his mouth. His hand came up and threaded in my hair at my nape, holding me to him, but I took his wrist and moved it back to my clit.
Chuckling, Kova resumed his ministrations. I was close, so close to the peak of forbidden desires I was ready to tip over it with him.
"Oh… Oh…" My voice grew louder. I didn't know who I was anymore.
The pleasure was so powerful it propelled me forward and I sat up and tucked my knees under me. I saw stars from this angle and I realized I wanted Kova to show me more. More ways to get off. More ways to find pleasure. More. Everything. I couldn’t think straight.
Placing my hands on his knees, I gasped, and cried out. Kova was quick and had one hand around my throat, the other around my hips. My back arched, and his hips plunged into me at the same time I shoved down on him so hard I didn't even recognize my voice.
"Don't stop." I trembled violently.
"That is it, malysh, fuck me." I slammed down again. He squeezed my throat. "Keep going. Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me harder, Adrianna."
Jesus Christ. Moisture dripped from between us and I saw it hit the floor. It was tinged pink but I didn't care.
"My girl likes that? When I tell her to fuck me?" I nodded. When Kova demanded that I fuck him, and he drove in deep and rough and held on to me, it was a high no drug could ever bring. They were magical words infused with a secret elixir by the damn devil.
"Do I have your trust? Say it."
"Yes, Kova. You have my trust."
Kova placed a kiss to my shoulder blade. He bit down, lapped at my skin, and then pumped his cock harder into my pussy. Heavy breathing and the sounds of raw, passionate sex slapping together echoed in my ears. We both were making sounds, both on the edge of something so extreme that I had a feeling he'd never orgasmed this hard before.
"Your pussy is squeezing me, you are close. I bet all I have to do is say the word and you will come all over my cock."
He rubbed my clit faster with four fingers and leaned close to my ear. The stubble from his jaw grazed my skin. "Fuck. Me. Malysh," he whispered, then he bit my neck.
I went off like a rocket. I cried out and clawed the shit out of his legs, then reached behind me and grabbed his hair.
"Kova… Oh my God, don’t stop!" He shoved my hips down on him and continued rubbing my swollen clit as I came so hard my thighs quivered and my body shook.
"That is it. Give it to me. I love feeling you come on my cock." When my orgasm subsided, Kova said, "Now, my turn."
"Take it." I managed to respond.
It didn't take but three hard as hell pumps and his penis was pulsating. Pulling out, he hauled me back to his chest and blew his load all over my stomach and breasts. His groan turned into a growl and vibrated against my back as his body flexed and constricted while he orgasmed all over me. His hold on my waist was tighter than ever.
As he came down, his body softened beneath me and his fingers loosened. He looked over my shoulder and we both looked down at his fluid all over me. I'd never seen it like this before—there was so much. He lifted his hand and rubbed it into me, all over my tender breasts, down my stomach to my pussy. He pressed on my clit, then cupped me before pushing his fingers inside. He kissed the side of my neck, lapping at the curve of my shoulder. He cupped my jaw and turned my head to his and kissed my mouth.
We sighed together in ecstasy. This was the most intense sex I'd ever experienced in my life, with a man who should've never given it to me.
Pulling me down to the couch, Kova cradled me to his body, keeping his fingers tucked into my sex. He expelled a restful breath and threw his leg over mine.
The room was hushed, peaceful, and infused with the smell of sex. I burrowed into his body and Kova murmured a string of words in Russian, words I'd never heard him speak. I didn't stop him to ask what they meant, I just waited until he was done. His breathing slowed, deepened, and I knew he'd fallen asleep.
Sated. Kova was completely sated. And surprisingly enough, so was I.
Chapter Twenty-Five
A buzzing sound resonated in the background. I nestled deeper into sleep, swathed in warmth, and feeling so incredibly good I didn't want to wake up; but the sound grew closer and closer and music played until I had no choice but to open my eyes.
I was confused by my surroundings. My mind fuzzy, eyes shadowy. I looked down at the weight pressed upon me…and everything came roaring back.
What time was it? When did we fall asleep? Was it the next day? Where were my clothes?
Then I remembered I’d only had a leo on, and it was now on the floor. Heart racing in my throat, I tried to sit up, but Kova locked his arm around me. He pressed tighter, his erection straining against my butt. Warmth surged through me for a moment but I was able to block it out.
"Hmmm…" He nuzzled against my neck, licking me and wrapping his lips around my fevered flesh. Pushing his thigh between mine, he said, "Malysh," and I had to wonder if he knew it was me and not Katja. His fingers were still inside my wet pussy, his other hand cupping my breast, and the head of his penis pressed into my ass.
I elbowed him. That was a one-way street.
His phone rang again, but he didn't hear it. My heart pounded in my ears, it had to be Katja calling him, but Kova was in a bottomless slumber; I had to think quick how to wake him up.
"Kova," I whispered, nudging him again. Either this man could sleep like the dead or he was seriously exhausted. I looked over my shoulder and saw his eyes were closed and not moving.
His fingers pinched my nipple too hard and I reared back, my ass pressing into him, which caused his head to press at my puckered hole. His phone rang again.
"Kova," I said, swallowing hard. I could hardly find my voice, my nerves were sky high. If Kova didn't answer, I could bet she'd drive over here looking for him. I would if I were her.
A guttural moan escaped Kova's parted lips. Low and deep, the sound came from his chest, and it was sexy as hell. But then he uttered a name I never expected to hear while he was sleeping, and I almost died. Died.
"Adrianna." He pushed his cock harder at my ass.
I froze in shock. There was no way in hell I was allowing him to stick his dick there, but more importantly, he said my name. Not Katja's.
I had to wonder if he’d said my name in the past while sleeping next to her.
Lapping the curve of my neck, Kova breathed hot air across my skin before he bit down and latched on.
I shivered, my back bowed, and I moved just enough so his cock wasn't in my ass.
His phone rang again.
Sharp teeth bit down and broke my skin as he rocked against me so seductively I couldn't stop the moan from falling from my lips. He held me with his mouth as his dick pressed against my entrance, right where his fingers were. He removed his fingers then pushed the tip in and my body surged with lazy warmth. I lifted my leg and placed it on top of his, driving my hips back. Another new angle for me that brought me more ecstasy than the last. Chills danced through my entire body from the smooth glide. No pain, just pleasure, and a perfect fit. My eyes rolled shut and I sank into him.
Kova held still, his body tensed, and for a split second I thought he was going to unleash on me.
"Kova," I murmured. He reared his hips back and then slammed into me with a grunt. I was using his arm as a pillow and turned my head to bite down.
His phone rang yet again and anxiety shot down my spine. My stomach knotted with fear that something bad was about to happen.
"Kova," I said louder, but it came out as a moan. How the hell he fucked this good in his sleep was beyond me. His mouth loosened on my neck and his hand that cupped my breast slid to my throat. His fingers wrapped around and applied pressure. I swallowed and steadied myself for what I knew was coming.
My heart raced with excitement. I couldn't fucking wait.
His grip around my neck grew tighter, and he pumped harder. He pulled on my knee, yanking my leg back to my chest to settle deeper in me.
I almost orgasmed from this new angle.
"Malysh…" he said, his hips an unadulterated wave of giving and taking. He surged in, my legs trembled, and my toes curled under. Nails clawing and elbows connecting with his ribs, I bit down harder than ever and yelled his name over his ringing phone.
Kova stiffened. "There is no better way to wake up than with you in my arms. I wish I could wake up like this every day." His voice was rough from sleep.
I blinked in surprise at his admission. "Your phone has been ringing nonstop."
He grunted and continued to pump into me. "Fuck the phone."
I tried not to laugh but I couldn’t stop the giggle that escaped me. "Kova, I'm serious. I think something is wrong. It hasn't stopped ringing. I think you should get it."
Extending my leg in a straight line near our bodies, he leaned up on one elbow and loomed over me so he was on top. He grabbed my jaw and pushed all the way in. I inhaled.
"Think again. If you would rather I stop what I am doing right now to answer a fucking phone call, then you are not being fucked properly. The only thing I give a fuck about right now is your tight pussy and how I am going to fuck you senseless."
Kova leaned down and kissed me. His kisses got me every time. One touch of his tongue on mine and I was drunk on him, imagining filthy thoughts of things he could do to me that I would never speak out loud.
"I want to fuck until we both cannot walk. Why, why, why…only with you do I ever act like a goddamned savage." His face was a field of ruined emotions. "Only you…"
Holy. Shit. I blushed so hard my cheeks burned. Grabbing his jaw in both hands, I yanked his face down to mine and delved into his mouth. He moaned in response, I loved when he did that. It got me so hot. His phone rang and I pulled back, wide-eyed and worried. He narrowed his eyes and gave me a warning look. Kova sat back and put my leg on his shoulder, my other leg hung helplessly off the side of the couch. I was open to him. He reached between us with his free hand and I thought he was going to play with my tender clit, but he shocked me.
He placed his thumb to my ass and applied pressure as he rubbed the puckered little hole. I tried to pull my leg away to move, but he had a firm grip on it. My body convulsed and I shuddered around his cock, squeezing tighter. My hips flew up and my head whipped back, eyes rolling into the back of my head. I clawed for his chest but I couldn't reach. I yelled out. Wetness dripped from me. This was a different kind of pleasure that sent me into oblivion. I couldn’t think straight, not liking his fingers where they were, but unexpectedly wanting it even more.
"Still thinking about my fucking phone, Ria?" he asked, pushing on my little hole as he withdrew his dick, then slowly reentered me. He kept doing this, his cock sliding in and out, his finger teasing my hole, timing it perfectly. Whimpers and moans sounded from me. I didn't hold back. My clit throbbed. It was like two different kinds of pleasure, and I wanted it all, and more.
My teeth dug into my bottom lip, then I opened my mouth, but the only word that came out was his name in a breathless sigh.
I couldn't even open my eyes.
He snickered. "That is what I thought. Now reach back and grab the armrest. I want to see your tits bounce."
"Ko…Kova…" I couldn’t even muster his name.
"Look at these beautiful tits and the way they move as I fuck you. I bet I can fit my whole mouth over one. Your nipples are so red and hard..." A throaty laugh escaped him. His thumb massaged my back entrance and I let out a soft moan, liking the feeling way more than I should have. It was euphoric and erotic and forbidden, and everything I should not want. But I did. "I see you like when I play with your ass."
"No… Yes… No, oh fuck." I made no sense. Truth was, I did like it, but I was too embarrassed to admit that. All I knew was that I was about to come hard.
He leaned over me, his lips above my mine. "Remember the night I took your virginity?" I nodded at his wild eyes, the desire climbing inside me. It was a night I'd never forget. "Then you must remember when I played with this… How I used my tongue here." His thumb rubbed harder and faster. My hips surged into his. I nodded subtly, and he smiled ever so slowly as a groan slipped from his lips.
I’d loved it, I’d just never told him.
"Maybe I should push harder, to see how much you can take. Every time I push"—he applied more pressure to my sensitive hole—"your pussy squeezes my cock. Ah, it makes me want to do filthy things to you."
I was panting so hard, my chest rising and falling. I was close to the brink of insanity.
"No. Too much. Please."
His hips undulated into me with precision, thrusting slow and hard. His body rolled in the most delicious way. His abs contracted. He made little sounds himself and I never wanted him to stop. The pleasure was too divine, to the extreme, and damn good. He pulled his hand back, licked his finger, and placed it back at my hole.
Our eyes locked and I let him see what I desired, what I craved, hoping he could read my thoughts and give me what I couldn’t say aloud.
Kova slowly pulled out of me and I started to protest, when he reached under my waist and flipped me around. I grabbed onto the armrest to steady myself and he hiked my hips up so I was on my knees. I glanced over my shoulder. Kova stood like a Greek god behind me with one foot on the floor next to the couch and his other leg bent right behind me.
"Turn around," he ordered, his voice thick and husky. With his palms spread out on my lower back, he slid them higher with pressure along my spine, pushing my chest to the couch. "Arch your back. Yes, like that." He leaned in, his long erection grazing my inner thigh while his hands skimmed around to cup my breasts. His chest was pressed to my back and I gripped the armrest as he played with my nipples.
Kova slid one hand lower to my sex. I pushed my hips back into him when he found my clit and drew little circles around the tender bud. I drew in a breath and angled my face toward his, searching for his mouth. He kissed me, nibbling my lip, then broke the kiss and pressed his mouth to my back, nipping my skin as he made his way down. Tiny little sparks of passion pulsed in my clit with each bite.
I was breath
less for this man.
Using his hand, Kova tapped my hip. Hot with need, warmth seeped down my inner thigh when I spread my legs apart. My cheeks flamed from embarrassment. Kova gripped my hips and rotated them back, then his tongue was flat on the inside of my leg, licking up the wetness dripping from me.
I gasped in surprise. I would have died of mortification if I wasn’t so curious as to what he would do next.
His warm tongue trailed upward to my pussy, where he licked me from top to bottom. I moaned, which in turn made Kova growl.
"Oh…do that again, please," I asked. He did, and released another growl. I felt the vibration on my sex. My legs quivered with desire. A heavy amount of fluid dripped from me and Kova made sure to lick every bit up. My ass pressed into his face, and I didn't care one bit. His palms covered each butt cheek and spread them apart. I froze for a moment, equally anxious and excited.
I had a feeling I knew where he was going, and the thought made my knees shake with desire.
With his tongue flat to my center, he swiped up and slid it into my pussy. I let out a cry, pushing even more into his face as his tongue stroked me on the inside, curling and sliding. Kova's mouth closed around my sensitive lips and his teeth grazed my tender flesh, and bit down. Instinctively, I swung back with my hand, but he caught my wrist and wrenched my arm behind me and held it down to my lower back, just as his tongue made contact with my ass. My eyes rolled shut and my body turned to putty as his magic tongue rubbed against the little hole. I moaned, not hiding how I felt about this, and opened my body to him, eagerly pushing my ass into his face.
"Please," was all I said. He didn't stop. Not when he slipped two fingers into my pussy and stroked me the way he kissed my ass. He went to town, pleasing me and showing me just how much he enjoyed what he was doing.
Kova was a giver.
He pulled his mouth away but left his fingers inside me. I whimpered and wiggled my ass in the air. Kova chuckled, and gently rubbed my butt cheek. Before I realized what he was doing, he lifted his palm and brought it back down and smacked my ass. Not once, not twice, but three times, his thumb and fingers stroking my pussy as he did.
