Release (Off Balance 3)

"Arch your back." I did. "More." This time I almost saw stars. "You feel it?"

"Yes," I gasped. "On my clit."

"Again."

For about a minute straight, and with the help of Kova's hands on my hips, he guided me so I was rubbing myself all over his pillow, bringing my pleasure higher and higher. It was the perfect angle to make me lose control.

"Now arch again and hold it." He paused. "Arch more. Yes, like that."

God, I couldn't think straight. I was starting to pant from the sheer ecstasy he brought me.

Using both hands, he gently spread my butt cheeks, then positioned the tip of his cock at my puckered hole.

Kova placed his hand in front of my face. "Spit on my hand," he ordered, and I did. Then he used my saliva to stroke my ass.

"Oh, oh God," was all I could say.

"Imagine," he said hoarsely, his hands caressing my back, "my cock in your ass while your clit gets worked at the same time." He pressed on the hole, and I didn't stop him. "It is the perfect position and height." Kova kissed my neck, then said, "Now relax for me, malysh."

Much to my absolute shock, I heaved myself backward and moaned at the forbidden pressure. Kova froze. Leaning forward so that his chest was pressed to my back, he slowly and carefully pushed the tip of his dick into me. I gasped, feeling the fiery burn. My breathing labored. I couldn't believe I was letting this happen. My clit throbbed and I felt like I would cry if I didn't come soon.

"Or, I can reach around and do this while I take your ass." His teeth sank into my shoulder as his fingers pinched my clit so hard I yelled out. My head whipped back. "You want it, do you not?"

Squeezing my eyes shut, I chewed my bottom lip and nodded before answering. "I forget who I am with you. I forget what I'm supposed to feel—and not supposed to feel—when I'm with you," I said honestly. Then I bared down and pushed back more as wetness seeped from me onto the pillow. I gasped in delight, feeling the tip of his dick breech the little hole even more. It was all too much though and frustrated tears sprang to my eyes. My head fell back onto his chest. "I don't know who I am."

"Maybe this is who you are," he said, his hot breath taunting my neck. "Maybe this is what you want, but you resent that because you are not used to it and it shocks you. Maybe even humiliates you. Like right now, my cock is barely in and it is stretching your little ass. You think it is wrong, but it is not wrong. How can it be wrong when it feels so fucking right?" Kova rubbed my clit, my orgasm climbing and climbing, helping diffuse the pain and place my focus elsewhere.

"I lose control when I'm with you like this," I panted. "I want more and more and more, and I feel wrong for wanting the things I do, for the things I think about."

He kissed my shoulder. "Do not ever be ashamed to want something, Adrianna. Everyone takes pleasure in different ways. We just happen to enjoy the same carnal things. Look down and see what you did."

I did, and my cheeks flamed so hot even my ears burned. There was a huge wet spot on his gray pillowcase, completely saturated with me.

"That is your cum. And you know what?"

I shook my head. "What?" He was still rubbing my clit, and my thighs were shaking in response. He slid his dick a little further into my ass but I tensed, shaking my head. "Too much," I said, completely breathless, and he pulled out.

"I fucking love it. I love knowing I can make you feel good. I love knowing you release this little vixen side of you when you are worked up. It is fucking sexy and such a turn-on because you are giving me your pleasure. You push, I pull. You fight, I attack. Can you come like this?"

"I don’t think so. It feels good, but the pillow is too soft."

"You need it hard."

I swallowed and nodded.

"Squeeze the pillow with your thighs and try to close your legs."

I did as he suggested and felt a sharpness zip up my spine. My back bowed until I was fully raised up on my knees.

His hands moved up and tweaked my nipples, tugging on the little buds. My hips moved of their own accord and I rode the pillow the same way I longed to ride Kova. I whimpered because all I could think about was how I wanted his cock inside me.

Kova's tongue lapped my neck, his teeth scoring my flesh. He reached down with one hand and adjusted himself so his erection slid against my opened pussy. I bared down so hard on him I thought I'd break him.

"Kova, oh fuuucckkk…"

He growled like the fucking animal he was. "That is five."

My eyes rolled shut. I was in a daze, high on pleasure, on the verge of the biggest climax of my life.