ike he knew exactly how much to apply. The painful strokes became welcomed ones and I started to soften. My chest rose into his, my hardened nipples grazed his heated skin.
Rising up on his elbows, he looked into my eyes before he cupped my face and leaned in for a kiss. Slanting his mouth over mine, his tongue dipped in as his dick pushed back inside me. The tightness I was struggling with was drifting away and I was finally beginning to enjoy it.
“There you go,” he whispered. “You are loosening up.”
“You could tell?”
He smirked, giving me a knowing look. Pushing deeper, Kova held it there. My breath caught in my throat and I rolled my bottom lip between my teeth.
“Like right now. I can tell it hurts for me to be this deep inside. You have a vice grip on my cock.”
I swallowed. “Does it hurt you?”
He huffed, still wearing the smirk. “Hell no. It feels damn good.”
“I’ve never been with anyone…like you. I’m not use to it.” That was the truth, too.
Bringing his mouth to mine, he kissed me deeply. “Just relax and let me do it,” he said against my lips, and I agreed. Maybe he sensed my inexperienced nature. I wasn’t sure what it was. I was just happy he took control.
Reaching down, Kova hooked his hand under my knee and brought it up, placing it around his back as he reached a little deeper. A breath escaped my throat, somewhere between a sigh and a grunt. It was a different angle, but the smooth, even strokes made me enjoy it more than I thought possible as he hit my clit.
He slid in with ease, erasing the pain and replacing it with euphoria. Pleasure was completely taking me by storm and all I could think about was the fact Kova and I were having sex. My breath hitched in my throat, and I whimpered into his mouth. Quiet gasps escaped my chest. There was no way to stop it. I couldn’t. The feeling of him pulling out and thrusting back in took my breath away. Long deep strokes with just the right amount of pressure. The way his fingers laced through mine, how he held my hands to the bed. The way his tongue slid down the column of my throat, tugging on my skin. And the way his hips picked up was a maelstrom of fire brewing inside of me. Every time he surged back in, he hit my clit…And God, it felt fucking amazing.
Pulling back to his knees, Kova gripped my hips. His hands nearly touched each other from the small width of my waist.
He kept the pace steady as his thumb slid over my clit and began rubbing in circles. My knees jumped from the unexpected touch and my hips rose off the bed. It was too much stimulation, too many sensations flying through my body, and I couldn’t think straight.
Kova held still inside of me. With his eyes locked with mine, he brought each ankle to rest on each of his shoulders. Each position hit a different spot deep inside of me, so when he began moving again, I thought he was going to poke through my stomach.
Not literally, obviously.
“Focus on the pleasure, Ria. Eyes on me.”
I nodded, my body damp with moisture. His hand picked up speed and I felt an orgasm rising. Each time he thrust in, his thumb swirled faster and when he pulled out, he slowed down. Gone was the pain and in its place was sheer bliss. Nothing else. I felt high, like I was floating, feeling every inch, every sensation streaming through my body. My toes tingled, heat climbed up my spine…
“So, so good…” I moaned. “Right there…”
And before I could get another word out, an orgasm rippled through me and I yelled out. My hips bucked roughly against his, quickly meeting Kova’s as I rode out this high. A powerful surge hit me so hard, I swear I saw stars as a blissful wave of sex took over my body and I shuddered around him. I didn’t want it to end. The incredible sensation flowing through my veins was an indescribable feeling one must experience to understand.
“I can feel you pulsating around me,” he grunted, the veins in his neck straining. He had a rough hold on my hips as he held them to the bed, locking me down. He thrusted over and over, slowly riding me into a state of ecstasy, bringing my orgasm higher and higher.
My legs slipped off his shoulders, falling lifelessly to the bed. Kova collapsed on me, the weight of his body melding to mine was delicious, and I savored it. I gripped his neck and sealed my mouth to his in a brutal kiss. The gratification he brought me only moments ago was something I wanted to feel again.
And soon.
“Make me feel that again and again and again,” I begged against his lips.
“Malysh, I am not done with you.” Kova’s hips thrusted against me, pulling his dick all the way out and slamming back in. My headboard rocked against the wall with each surge. With one arm, he lifted my hips off the bed so they were elevated while my shoulders were still flat on the mattress.
“Fuuuccckkk,” a curse tore from Kova’s mouth. His dick was twitching inside of me, and I was almost positive it became harder.
God, he was beautiful in the throes of heat.
Arching my back, I shuddered in his grip, feeling my wetness seep from my thighs.
Kova hissed then brought his mouth down to bite my nipple. Hard.
My body bowed and I screamed as he ran his tongue over the throbbing tip only to bite it again. My hands left the headboard and I gripped his strong biceps, my nails digging into his skin. I then pulled on the strands of his hair as pleasure once again ripped through me. I rocked hard against him, drowning in the exhilarated ecstasy that was taking complete control of my body.