My hips melted, no longer able to hold my weight. My knees slipped along the arm of the couch. When the orgasm faded, Kova stood and without hesitation, he jacked my hips back up and drove all the way in.
“Fuck, that hurt.”
My face pressed into the couch cushion. Tears prickled the back of my eyes but I wouldn’t let them fall. My fingers dug into the cushion while Kova’s hand flattened my lower back, arching my hips up. My legs quivered and struggled to hold still.
“I am not done with you. I do not think I could ever be done...” If it was even possible, the thrusts got deeper. At this point, I wasn’t going to be able to walk tomorrow.
Kova drove in so hard and fast his balls hit my tender clit. I was sweating, my entire body was a blaze of heat, I almost wanted this to be over.
“You wanted it. You pushed me until my cock was so hard it ached. All I could think of was getting inside of your tight pussy. I am a man with only one focus when that happens.”
Kova reached for me and pulled me up so my back was to his chest. My arms reached up and wound his neck from behind. Kova’s soft spoken words nuzzled the curve of my neck as he whispered in Russian. I wished to God I knew what he was saying. My legs trembled and he used his strength to hold me upright.
Thankfully, Kova sensed how weak I’d become. I exhaled a sigh of relief when he supported me with his toned arms by wrapping one around my small hips. My head tilted back onto his shoulder when he rolled my nipple between his fingers, his thrusts becoming slower.
“How are you still going? I must not be good if I can’t make you come.”
His stubble nuzzled my jaw, adding pleasure to the sex, and I shuddered in his embrace. Whispering near my mouth, he said, “I am a man, Ria, not some little boy who cannot last more than a minute. Remember that. I fuck all night long, not three minutes.”
I swallowed hard. After tonight, I had no doubt he could.
“Lean over the back of the couch.”
I almost whimpered, but did as he demanded. I didn’t want to leave the solace of his arms. His thrusts deepened. Long, hard, but slow strokes, like he was trying to feel every inch of me. Kova was close to reaching his pinnacle, I could tell by the frantic way he gripped me and the sexy sounds coming from his throat. I’d have to wear shorts in the gym tomorrow for sure, otherwise his fingerprints would show.
He reached under, and instead of rubbing my clit, he pressed my swollen lips together causing my head to fly back in bliss.
“Right there…that is what I want to feel,” he groaned, hitting a new, deeper spot inside, like he had a special spot he wanted to reach.
“Keep that position, I know you can.”
“I’ll try.”
“Not try,” he rebutted. “You will do it.”
A shiver rolled down my spine and my thighs quivered. Sweet Jesus Mother Mary.
He rubbed my lips faster, increasing the pressure and friction on my clit at the same time. The intense pressure shot straight through me, causing the walls of my sex to spasm, tightening around him.
“Yes, malysh, just like that,” he mumbled in approval. His hand rubbed warm circles on my back, like he was enjoying this as much as I was, if not more. “I love it, do not stop.” Just as my release made its way through my body, Kova removed his hand and slapped my ass cheek so hard that I came before I could even process what happened.
“OhmyGod.” I almost choked. “Yes…More…”
“Ria…Baby, just like that,” he smacked my ass once more, the orgasm continued to sweep through me at breakneck speed. A burst of electricity exploded from within and I clenched around him. The slapping caught me by surprise and I was a bit confused by how much I enjoyed it. I almost wished he’d do it again.
One last thrust, and Kova squeezed my hips tight as he pulsed inside of me. I was sure I’d have bruises tomorrow. He pushed all the way in and grunted, his hips doing small, slow thrusts as he filled me. He came hard, the warm fluid leaking out and down my inner thigh. Kova’s loud moan caused my body to shudder from the remnants of my release. I was coated with him and relished in this moment of unyielding bliss. I loved it. Every minute, every thrust, every touch.
I could easily become addicted to this kind of sex. The tension in the room settled down, and all that was left was heavy panting and the scent of sex lingering in the air.
Kova withdrew and walked to the bathroom, but not before I felt his palm smooth tenderly down my reddened cheek and a gentle kiss was pressed to my spine. I waited until he was out of sight to rollover onto the couch cushion. Reaching higher, I grabbed my ripped cami he threw earlier and covered my chest. I was too exhausted to actually find a new one to put back on just yet.
A few moments later, the bathroom door opened and Kova walked out. My brows furrowed and my lips formed a thin, tight line. Seeing as his release was still on my thigh, I thought he was coming out to clean me up like last time and then spend time with me before he left. Instead, he was completely dressed and he wore a scowl on his beautiful face as he stood before me. His eyes raked down my body, but unlike the heat they usually held, they were completely deflated and it crushed my heart.
A resigned sigh escaped him. Running a hand through his hair, he dropped a damp rag on my leg. I flinched.
“That is what you wanted, right? A good fuck?” When I didn’t answer, he said, “Was it as good for you as it was for me?”
And then he stalked off and was out the door like nothing had ever happened.