Chapter 23 #2
"Kova, please." I didn't even know what I was begging for, but I was panting harder and harder as the pleasure rose and rose, and then I saw stars. My head whipped back and I tried to rub myself into him as I orgasmed so hard I couldn’t see straight.
His cock was swollen and wide and it felt divine like this.
I'd never come in this position before, but between the width of his dick and the extremely little space I had between my hips, I cried out in absolute bliss.
"That is it," he gritted. "Let me hear you."
Just as I finished, Kova loosened his hold and spread his legs.
He ripped the leo completely off me as I tugged his shorts down and his cock sprang free.
It was magnificent and beautiful and already dripping…
and bare. I knew I should've told him to wear a condom, especially after everything that went down between us, but I couldn't, not when I was this far gone in the heat of the moment.
I didn't give him any time. I climbed his body and he gripped my hips, guiding me over him.
He slid his hands down to my ass and impaled me hard and fast. Our lips collided and I screamed into his mouth.
Despite the orgasm I just had, I was tender and it hurt.
He freed a hand and held the back of my neck, holding me to him as he swallowed my scream.
It'd been months since I had Kova inside me and it felt like I was a damn virgin all over again.
"You are so tight, baby." He breathed against my mouth. "Do not fucking move or I will tear you up."
I didn't move. He shoved my hips down and I went willingly, melting over him and tearing a little bit.
I clenched, and he twitched in response.
He rolled his pelvis into mine, hard and hot, barely moving his hips, so I got both his cock inside hitting the back of my pussy and the pleasure on my clit at the same time.
I bit his shoulder and lapped at him with my tongue.
I'd never bitten anyone before and I couldn't stop myself from doing it. He brought it out in me.
I rubbed myself on him. Kova tilted his head back just a bit. Our eyes locked. He lowered his eyelashes halfway and the brilliant green of his eyes glowed with sensuality and forbidden thoughts.
"I know what it is you want," he whispered as he slowly thrusted in and out of me. I was so damn tight, I could feel every inch of him, every groove, every vein. A hot breath escaped me. "I always know, Ria. Let me give you what you need. I just need you to trust me."
I pulled up, then slammed down, and panted against his lips. "Trusting you terrifies me. You broke that trust once." I had to figure out a way to keep my emotions out of this. I couldn’t trust him not to hurt me again.
His pupils dilated, hurt flashed in his eyes but it was gone as quickly as it appeared.
Kova's callused hand skimmed up my side.
My body heated and I tried desperately not to show how much his touch affected me.
Without pulling out of me, he carried me to his couch and sat down.
He tilted my head up until I looked straight into his eyes.
"Ride me hard and fuck me good, Ria. The way I fuck you. Let me inside."
All air left my lungs. I'd never heard a guy say that before and for some ungodly reason, I wanted to give him what he asked for. Between his Russian accent and flushed cheeks, he could have anything he wanted.
Except… I bit my bottom lip and chewed on it.
I didn't exactly know how to ride anyone.
I assumed it was a specific position or a speed or something.
Kova noticed the lost look on my face and took the initiative.
He grabbed my wrists and placed my hands on his chest, then the back of his knuckles dragged along my bikini line before he gripped my hips roughly and guided me up, then rolled my hips under to get that delicious friction when I came down.
God, it felt so good, I moaned. He could just keep doing this.
It was too good. My stomach dipped and I held my breath.
I loved his hands on me. Like he wanted them there as much as I did, like he couldn't get enough of touching me. He showed me the pace he wanted and when he let go, I continued, but I didn’t go all the way down, it hurt a little for that.
His hands palmed my breasts. Then he pinched my nipples so hard my mouth fell open and a breathy moan escaped me again, somewhere lost between pain and ecstasy.
Fire zipped through my body. I almost asked him to stop, but he let up, somehow knowing just how far to go.
I clenched his cock with my inner muscles, both from the pain and mind-blowing pleasure only he could give me.
His head arched back. His eyes were dark and hooded.
I glanced away and smiled, liking the satisfied look on him and knowing I gave it to him.
"Just like that… You feel so fucking incredible."
Another husky sigh rolled off my lips. "I've never done it like this before… Where I'm on top. It feels different…better than being on the bottom."
His eyes flared. "I would sure hope not, Adrianna. You better have not had anyone else's cock but mine."
A devious surge sparked in me, my opening to play with him.
To give him what only I knew he wanted. A sly smile graced my face.
I didn't know why I got off on taunting him, especially while he was inside me, but I did.
I loved it. I fed off it, and I know he did too.
It just heightened the pleasure for both of us.
A deceitful honeyed giggle fell from my lips. I smirked and my eyes grew heavy, alluding there was more going on than he knew.
I hadn't been with anyone else but him, but he didn't need to know that.
Kova sat up and roughly gripped the back of my neck while his other arm circled me. He held me down on his cock until he was balls deep—I could feel them between my ass. My breathing deepened as I felt him jerk inside me.
"Do not taunt me. You know how much I like it." He slowly thrusted his cock into me, inch by inch.
I panted into his mouth. "It’s not taunting when it's the truth."
"Adrianna," he warned, thrusting hard. I gasped, my eyes closing. I never wanted this feeling to end.
"You can't possibly think I'll only ever have one dick for the rest of my life," I said, rising up and coming all the way down, and holding it.
My pussy clenched again, trying to adjust to his width.
"Not when it can feel like this…" I moaned again, rocking back and forth, feeling my orgasm climbing higher and higher.
With his hold on me, I leaned back and palmed his knees behind me.
I grinded my hips so hard, my clit could feel it.
Kova was a poison, a drug. He made me wanton and untamed.
I became someone I didn't know, but most of all, he made me feel desired and sexy, and I was realizing that I craved that feeling.
"I guess that is fair." He bit my breast, then soothed it with his tongue. "You might be the tightest pussy I will ever have, but we both know you are not the only pussy I will ever have, not tonight at least," he growled and thrusted so deep I was certain he hit the back of my cervix.
"You're such a fuck, you know that?" I tried to get up and slapped his hand away. He snickered and dropped his face to my neck, his stubble grazing my skin.
"What, malysh , only you can play the game? You asked for it, I gave it to you. Do not act like you are hurt."
He was right, I did ask for it, and the truth stung. I may not be the only pussy he’d ever have, but it was my pussy currently wrapped around his cock. My body he was beneath. My teeth and nail marks that reddened his skin— have fun explaining those to your girlfriend .
"Why are we having sex?"
"Why the fuck not," he retorted, pushing hard into me. "You want me, I want you. End of story. Now shut up."
I shook my head in disbelief. He was such an arrogant asshole, and I realized he’d never change.
"News flash, I still don’t trust you. Truth is, I can't. What the fuck was I thinking? You have a girlfriend," I spat.
Fire ignited so bright inside me I was ready to shatter.
My heart pounded, as well as a throb on the side of my head.
I wasn't sure where that came from or why, maybe pent up resentment I had toward him I hadn't realized I was harboring.
It wasn't often I exploded like that, I was usually good at curbing my emotions.
But it took a six foot plus Russian with hella good looks and a dick attitude to set me off.
"You’re an asshole."