Execution (Off Balance 2)

The silence on the other end told me he was not alone.

"Yes, but not for very long. Katja is in the other room."

"How did I not wake up?"

"Wake up?" he asked, his voice sounded perplexed.

"How did I not wake up from you touching me? From you having sex with me? How did I sleep through that?"

Kova sighed deeply on the other end. My pussy throbbed and my stomached clenched tighter than a slipknot as I waited for his answer.

Low and quiet, but with complete control, Kova said, "Remember the melatonin I gave you before your ice bath? It was a strong dose to help you sleep. I knew from earlier in the day you needed rest. It is all-natural, so you are okay, no need to worry."

No need to worry. My jaw dropped, a throb behind my eye began to thump harder with every passing second. I stared at the wall in complete shock.

"But…but how?" I stammered. Another memory stirred in my mind. It was faint but I couldn’t quite grasp it. I'd been drained that night, exhaustion had settled in, both mentally and physically.

"Ria," he stressed my name.

"Did you plan that?"

"No. Malysh. Trust me, I did not."

Trust me. Those two words never did me any good when it came to Kova. They must've been equivalent to fuck you in Russian. I wish he'd remove those two words from his vocabulary.

"Then how did it come to that?"

He didn't answer me. My blood began to simmer but I rationalized with myself. My first thought upon seeing the video wasn't anger…it was the complete opposite, and it baffled me. I was turned on.

"You shouldn't have done that."

"You are upset," he stated, remorse heavy in his voice.

"I feel like I should be upset, but I'm not."

"Then how is it that you feel?"

I chewed my lip, trying to come up with how I felt, until I decided to show him. "Hold on a sec…"

I pulled my phone away from my face and opened the camera app. With him still on the phone, I flipped the camera to front-facing and held my cell phone up high, angling the lens to take a selfie, only it didn't capture my face. It captured me from the shoulders down. My breasts free and bare, I pinched my nipples to harden them even more, then pulled my knees up. I dropped my legs to the sides just a little to give him a clear view of my hand under my panties while I touched myself. My fingers coated the slippery wetness and my back arched in pleasure. I snapped a few photos then debated if I should show him how wet I really was.

What the hell. He had a video of us having sex.

Quickly, I slipped my panties down just enough and spread my knees wider. I placed the camera between my legs and the desire turned to a hard throb as I took a photo to show how I truly felt. Wetness seeped from me, dripping down my swollen lips with the knowledge of what I was doing, so I took another photo to show him. I was so worked up my breathing deepened, and my fingers ached to finish myself off. A little moan escaped me, but I resisted.

"Ria, what are you doing?"

I took a deep breath and texted the photos. "I shouldn't feel this way," I whispered.

Kova was quiet for a long moment before he said, "We know each other, Ria. I am not just some one-night stand or a guy you met three weeks ago. That is why you feel differently." He was right. Kova was completely right on why I wasn't furious with him. Had it been anyone else, I don't think I would've reacted that way.

"Fuck," he growled into the phone. He got the photos. "Holy shit… Fuck."

"That's how I feel." Then, I hung up.

Kova called back, but I didn't answer.

I scoffed, shaking my head as my trembling fingers flew over the keyboard. Everything I read for the next ten minutes said nothing but how melatonin was an all-natural remedy used to help treat insomnia. High doses could cause a solid six hours of sleep, which is what he must've given me.