Balance (Off Balance 1)

“We can go back to my place.”

“Are you fucking crazy?”

I answered him with a stare and a slight tip of my brows. Kova made me want to discover more about my body, and his. “I would never say anything, I’m good at keeping secrets.”

“Exactly. All the more reason for nothing more to happen. Your father would ruin me if we fucked, because you know if we go back there that is what is happening. I am two seconds from ripping your clothes off as it is.”

My jaw dropped. I was rendered speechless.

He shook his head frantically. “I cannot be alone with you anymore. It is not safe for a number of reasons.”

“Then let’s do it here,” I blurted out.

“Not a chance.”

“Please, Kova, I’m begging you. I want to do it. You make me feel so good, I want more of that feeling.”

“I do not do it, in the sense you are thinking, Ria. I would hurt you. Sex is not always gentle and sweet like you assume it is.”

“I know, I’m not naive to think that.” I paused, then said, “Please I...let’s go to my place. It’s discrete and we don’t have to worry about someone showing up.”

His head snapped up. “You think you have this all figured out.”

“Honestly, not really. I’m just going with feeling, and right now I know what I want and what I want to experience.” I took a chance and swallowed. “And I think you do too.”

Kova pulled away and sat back on his knees between my opened legs. I should’ve kept my mouth shut, then maybe we wouldn’t have stopped. Immediately, I missed the heat of his body, the weight of him on me, his thumb caressing my nipple.

He ran a hand through his hair as I looked down between us. He was sticking straight up like there was a pole in his pants. He followed my gaze, palmed his big erection, and began stroking himself over his shorts. His chest was as red as a cherry and his tattoo caught my attention. I was enthralled by the pure sexiness before me. I’d never seen another guy do this and found it extremely mesmerizing.

“You are soaking wet,” he said in a throaty whisper. “I can see it.” He licked his lips. Heat rose up my chest and burned my cheeks.

Releasing his dick, he placed both of his hands on my thighs, pressing my legs down. His hands cinched upward, his thumbs digging roughly into my skin. I clenched my thighs when he neared my sex, wanting desperately for his hand to be there again.

In what felt like an eternity, he placed a thumb to my clit, over my shorts. My back bowed and my head flew back, a loud sigh releasing from me.

“Put your arms above your head and do not move. Stay still, Ria.” I did as he ordered and kept my eyes trained on his. “I want to give you what you need. This is the only way we can do anything...I do not trust myself.” I didn’t question his sudden change of heart and allowed him to do what he pleased.

He began rubbing circles against my throbbing little bud, that exquisite feeling came back full force. My thighs flexed, and he stopped. “Still.”

I nodded vehemently, then blurted out, “It’s not easy to sit still when you’re on the brink of an orgasm.”

He paused and responded, “It will make it that much better for you if you listen. Trust me.”

Kova continued his rubbing and as much as I loved it, I wished there wasn’t a barrier between my pussy and his finger.

Another slow, but steady circle around me made me gasp. My heart climbed in my throat, sensations tingled throughout my body. My thighs quivered. A drop of wetness slipped out of me and I wondered if he could feel it. My chest rose and fell, my nipples were little pebbles as his breathing grew deeper with each stroke of his hand.

Kova applied pressure to his touch and I expelled a loud sigh, loving every minute of this intense feeling. Needing more, my hips started to roll but he stopped.

“What are you thinking about?” he asked.

“Nothing,” I lied, and he pinched my clit though my thin shorts. My back arched, the pleasurable pain caused me to fade in and out. “Kova...” I whimpered.

“Tell me what you are thinking or I stop.” He rubbed harder and faster. “Tell me,” he demanded, and paused.

I whimpered, actually whimpered at the break, and then gave him the truth. “I was thinking about how I wish there was nothing between us, no clothes or anything, so I can feel your fingers...” I swallowed, “pushing into me.”

He growled. “And?”