Execution (Off Balance 2)

I shook my head. "No."

"Four."

His hand slid to the small of my back as he pulled me into him. "Kova, please…"

"Three."

He threaded his fingers through my hair and leaned down. He licked his lips.

"We can't…" My grip tightened, holding him to me.

He froze for a beat, then his lips tipped up in a sultry smirk. "One. Happy New Year."

His nose grazed mine, hesitating for a mere second before he closed the distance. His lips were soft and supple and gentle, unlike

the man he was. The voices quickly forgotten at the stroke of his tongue along the seam of my lips. Surprisingly, he didn't push. He asked for permission, and without second thought, I granted it.

Heat surged through me and my eyes rolled shut the moment our tongues collided together in an obsessive bruising, yet slow kiss. Kova took control and kissed me hard. My breath hitched in the back of my throat, taking everything he gave, and nearly hating myself for it. I was weak when it came to him. Only him.

It was the slowest yet hardest kiss he'd ever given me that I found myself meeting his demands. I uncurled my hands and wrapped my arms around his broad shoulders and fell into the man who caused my emotions to run wild. Kova groaned in the back of his throat. A man succumbing to his unfathomable desires. He pressed and pulled, as if he was making love to me through his kiss. His hand held the back of my head so I couldn't move, not that I wanted to.

Kova's hand moved down my lower back, then roamed my butt. He gave me a good, hard squeeze and tugged me to him before his fingers wandered past the hem of my mini dress and trailed the crease at the back of my thighs and butt cheeks.

Kova abruptly broke the kiss and it left me dizzy. "Are you not wearing anything?" he asked, his voice guttural and raspy.

I lowered my eyes and gave him a flirtatious smile. Reaching down, I pulled his hand higher up my bare skin until he felt the lace of my thong along my pelvis. His eyes glazed over and he fisted the material.

"You know how easy it would be for me to rip these off?"

Growling deep in his throat, he went back to consuming my mouth as his fingers glided along my pebbled skin, playing with the delicate fabric. The cool ocean breeze coasted along my flesh and I quivered in his hold. Desire struck between my legs and my hips moved in a slow rhythm, rolling into his pelvis and the hard length that lay against his muscled thigh. I moaned into his mouth, wanting more.

Damn man knew how to kiss and how to kiss well.

The back of his fingers trailed around my outer thigh to the front. He slipped his hand between us and his knuckles raised the hem of my dress. His thumb pressed on my bikini line and I attacked his mouth with mine. A deep growl vibrated in his chest. Shifting my legs just enough, my panties were instantly wet. The throbbing pulse between my thighs intensified and I leaned into his touch. "Yes," I murmured. His nails teased the elastic. I gasped into his mouth, clenching the back of his neck as his middle finger trailed down the front of my panties, and along the seam of my lips. His touch ignited a blazing fire inside me.

Breaking the kiss, Kova pulled back but kept his nose close to mine. Asking but seeking without permission. I panted into his mouth, not caring how hard I was breathing, and wondered how the hell someone could turn another person into a state of euphoric bliss so easily.

With his compelling eyes trained on me, the back of Kova's finger was deliberately slow. His knuckle hit just the right spot as he explored the lace that made me feel incredibly sexy. I leaned into him with an audible sigh while he slid over my wetness, then back up to press against the top of my clit. My knees trembled.

He slid higher, eyes still on me, and pushed aside my thong. I dragged the pad of my thumb across his bottom lip as two of his fingers slipped inside and gently rubbed my freshly shaven skin.

"Ahhh," Kova moaned huskily, his head tilting back. "I like this," he said, looking back down at me.

His fingers stayed on my little patch of bare skin, rubbing back and forth over my flesh, and building a craving between my legs. He didn't go further, even though I wanted him to. There was a pounding in my ears that increased with each stroke of his finger. My hips pushed forward, tilting up. Our gazes didn't waver, and I was falling into an abyss I never wanted to crawl out of. He had a powerful hold on me. I begged in silence for him to give me what I wanted. He knew I wouldn't utter the words.

Snarling, Kova bit down on my bottom lip and tugged it into his mouth like the savage that he was. He kissed me roughly, then pulled back, taking my lip with him before he let go with a pop. "This right here is lethal." His fingers became aggressive as he rubbed harder, pinching the skin together until I'd almost reached that pinnacle high. His fingers slid over my throbbing clit, just enough to tease me, then he was gone. I moaned, and he stifled the sound with his mouth again.

We could be so good together, and so bad.

"Kova," I whispered against his lips. I tugged the back of his head.

"I want to get on my knees and devour you right now like this." He kissed the fuck out of my mouth like I imagined he wanted to do between my thighs.

"Please…" My head hazy, body filling with pure bliss from the stroke of his expert fingers. My hips undulated while my tongue licked across his lips and the roof of his mouth.

"Fuck," Kova growled, breaking the kiss abruptly. He pushed me away and stepped back. I panted, catching myself against the wall. I looked between his hips and caught sight of the raging erection he sported. I grinned. The depraved part of me loving that I could undo him like that. Adjusting my dress, I pulled the hem down and squeezed my thighs together to quell the ache he caused.

I looked around, momentarily forgetting where I was. "Just go," rolled off my lips nervously. "I'll follow in a few minutes. That way it doesn't look like we were together."