Chapter 23
Twenty-Three
I squeezed my eyes shut and shook my head.
When the haze cleared and my heart rate steadied again, I tried to change the subject. "Why don't you ever tell me that you think I'm strong?"
He shrugged. "It is not my job to reassure you. If you have confidence in yourself, you would not need reassurance from anyone, especially a man, Adrianna."
"I am confident in myself. You don't know what you're talking about," I said defensively. "It would be nice to hear from my coach though. Praising your gymnasts every once in a blue moon wouldn't kill you."
He got serious. "Come here." His expression cleared of any playfulness.
I shook my head.
"Come," he ordered, and beckoned me toward him.
I shook my head again. When I didn't move, he reached out and grabbed my wrist, pulling me to him.
Spreading his legs, he guided my hips so I nestled between the warmth of his thighs and pressed my pelvis to his with determination.
Moisture seeped onto my leotard and I blushed, hoping he couldn’t feel it.
Kova was right. I did need the release. I leaned my head against his chest, too embarrassed to look up at him. His body was so warm against mine.
Wrapping his arms around my lower back, Kova crossed his wrists and pressed on my butt cheeks until his dick pressed against my sex.
A quiet gasp lodged in my throat. The tight pressure to my clit caused a deep, intense ache.
I was at just the right angle and I tried not to make any sudden movements, tried not to inhale too deep in fear a moan would escape.
My hands came up to his chest, and I clutched his shirt, fighting and begging for things I wanted yet wouldn't admit.
I wish I knew how to handle myself better around this man, but like clockwork, all thoughts and morals went out the window when it was just me and him.
Kova's head dropped to my neck, his breath a hot trail across my collarbone as his hands sensually massaged my butt.
His fingers ran in circles, pushing down and through the seam of my ass, then back out to form another circle.
My head rolled to the side, granting him full access to leave a wet trail on my neck.
His teeth grazed my skin like little knives, each sharp bite heightened my arousal.
My breathing deepened and I couldn't hold back from grinding my pussy against him.
His cock twitched and a sigh fell from my lips. He was right. I was wound up and tense.
"Kova…" I whispered, and closed my eyes.
"Tell me what you need."
My mouth was parched, and I was dizzy from his hands roaming my body.
He pressed me harder to him, making me feel what he was blessed with.
I bit down on my bottom lip to stifle the moan.
"People…there are people still here. I need to leave.
I told myself I wouldn't go down this road with you again. "
Kova's hips rolled up so desperately and painfully slow while he pushed me down on him that I almost came. I imagined he was some sort of sex god in a past life with the way he moved.
"Oh, God." My back bent forward and I gripped his arm, trying to hold back the pleasure that sped through me. "We have to stop. Someone will catch us."
"Adrianna, you are the only lunatic who trains the hours that you do. You are a workhorse. There is no one else here. Trust me. I checked my cameras right before you walked in when I noticed the time."
I could swear I saw cars parked outside before I walked in here.
"Still, this isn't a good idea, Kova."
He chuckled low and deep and it sent a rush of euphoria down my spine. My hips moved over his length thickening beneath me.
Tipping my chin up to look at him, he whispered, "This has never been a good idea, Ria. Never."
"So we need to stop before it goes any further. I thought that was the plan, us never to be like this again."
"Stop thinking and tell me what you feel, what you want, Ria. Tell me what you need."
I shook my head, and swallowed hard and stayed quiet. I didn't trust myself.
Kova reached up and pulled down one strap of my leotard. Chills broke out on my skin as he dragged his tongue from my shoulder to my ear. I arched into him. "It is okay…your body tells me what you want, and I plan to give it to you," he said, and tugged my lobe into his mouth.
I groaned and squeezed my eyes shut. A part of me wanted to say no, but I couldn’t form the word.
My nipples strained against my leotard. I curled my fingers around the collar of his shirt, I was so close to ripping it.
I needed to feel his skin, to see if he was as hot as I was.
He had to feel how wet I was, there was no way he didn't.
"You know I think you are strong," he whispered.
"Ohh, ah…it would just be nice to hear it occasionally. Tell me that you're proud of me, tell me you notice how hard I work."
I didn't know how I managed to get all that out.
"Believe me, malysh , I notice everything about you." Kova chuckled.
Pulling back, he forced me to look at him. His eyes blazed as hot as a roaring fire. His lips were plump and delectable, and I wanted to bite down on them when he drew closer.
"We have a very complicated relationship.
" His voice was hoarse against my lips as he pulled down my other strap, stopping just before my breasts fell out.
"If I applaud you for your hard work, hard work the other elites are putting in as well, then you might slack hearing you did well.
People succeed when they do not hear it because they push harder hoping for it.
I hardly praise anyone. I need you focused and solid, just like I need all my gymnasts.
There is a method to my madness, Ria." Kova paused and tilted his head to the side. "Do you trust me?"
I hesitated. Such a loaded question when it came to him. Nevertheless, I answered honestly.
"Yes."
He yanked down the top of my leotard and my breasts fell free. Cool air teased my nipples, causing them to bunch and pucker. Kova didn't look down though, he kept his eyes trained on mine.
"Do I give you what you need?" he asked.
In the gym? Yes. Right now? No. Like hell I was going to tell him he had me so worked up I wanted to have sex with him.
I hadn't been this intimate with him since New Year’s Eve, not even in my hotel room last month where no one could see or hear a thing.
Yet, here we were, in his office, where anyone could just walk in whenever they wanted.
If I didn't know any better, I'd say Kova had a thing for living on the wild side and thrived on getting caught.
Maybe an exhibitionist was hiding in there.
Maybe I did too.
I swallowed hard and met his dark gaze under his hat.
His nostrils flared. His hand reached out and palmed my breast. I sucked in an audible breath and stretched up on my tippy-toes at the pressure he applied, and almost came.
But when his fingers danced across my nipple, tugging on the rosy bud, I lost all common sense.
Spinning his hat around so it was backwards, I pulled his face to mine and attacked his mouth.
"Good girl." He grinned against my lips.
I tried to wiggle my legs out from between his thighs so I could climb him, but he wouldn't let me.
My attempt turned into me riding his length over his shorts, panting as I did.
The pressure and force were too much to bear.
Moisture coated my skin. I was about to combust.
"You are so wet I can feel it through our clothes," Kova growled into my mouth.
I bit and pulled and sucked on his tongue like a starved animal.
Grabbing the hem of his shirt, I tore it up his body and ripped it off him.
His hands were back on my breasts, massaging and kneading them.
My eyes rolled shut, and my hands roamed his firm chest, down his abs, over each sharp muscle until I reached his hard pecs.
Kova was so strong and virile. It'd been too long since I had sex, and I needed it desperately. I didn't realize how badly until now.
I whimpered, wiggling again, but he didn't move. "Kova, please, let go."
"No, you are going to come like this, riding my dick. Then I am going to fuck you."
"Fuck…" I tested the word on my tongue and shook my head. "Fucking is definitely a bad idea."
"I am getting back inside your pussy, malysh . It has been too long."
Well. Shit.
My lips parted and my eyes glazed over when he spoke like that.
Reaching forward with my mouth, I bit down on his nipple.
Hard. His cock twitched and Kova flinched.
His hand flew to the back of my head and tugged on my hair.
He tried to pull me away, but I bit down harder and ran my tongue in circles over the bite mark.
Kova moaned. I couldn't believe he moaned from nipple play.
Another thing he shared with me without realizing it.
My hands scratched and pulled at his flesh without a care in the world from the orgasm rising inside me.
I wanted to break his skin, score it with my nails and teeth, mark my territory.
The power he had on me, restricting my movement, heightened everything. I throbbed with need.
I bit down hard and a metallic taste filled my mouth. There was something about Kova that turned me into a savage.
"Ohhhhh, malysh ," he moaned, "bite harder." Kova thrust his hips up and I cried out, my teeth locking down. A growl vibrated in his chest. "I can feel your wetness, your pussy pulsating… I cannot wait to be deep inside you, to blow all over you."