Chapter 25
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.