"Okay."
"Now kiss me, and do not stop until you come. Do you hear me, malysh?"
I nodded, breathing heavily, primed to come any second. Taking two of his fingers, he placed them in his mouth to coat them, then he leaned down to kiss me at the same time they penetrated my pussy. I gasped as his fingers breached my entrance and his thumb circled my clit. My hips lifted, pumping onto his fingers brazenly. I kissed him deeply, hungrily, and my legs widened as that familiar, blissful pleasure flowed through me. Right as the desire peaked, Kova pulled his fingers away and delivered a hard slap to my pussy.
I yelped against his mouth at the shock reverberating through me. My hands fisted my dress, the sensations assaulting me confusing me because while I loved it, I worried someone would hear.
"Do not stop kissing me, Adrianna," he growled. I kissed him again and his fingers went back to work, pushing deep inside me and curling upward. His thumb tortured my clit and I panted into his mouth between kisses.
He pulled away and slapped my pussy again, loud enough to cause a stir. A rowdy group of guys next to us started to roar and whistle something, but Kova's voice brought me back to him. Grabbing my wrist, Kova placed my hand on his stiff cock and showed me how to stroke it.
"They cannot see our faces. Let them watch. Let them wish they were the ones touching your innocent little pussy. Focus on the pleasure and what I am doing to you. Trust me on this. It will be worth it. And Adrianna?"
"Yes?"
"Stroke me hard and fucking kiss me."
I nodded hastily and did just that, kissing him while twisting my wrist. The sound of the crowd and the touch of his fingers caused a frenzy within me unlike no other. My kisses became greedy, until I was leaning up on my elbows hungry for more. Hips undulating on their own, I couldn't take it anymore. Another slap to my clit and I whimpered hard, gripping his shaft to the point I knew I was probably painful. That rush of ecstasy hit me with a heavy force. Kova inserted his fingers and my pussy tightened around them as I came on his hand, his thumb never leaving my clit. The orgasm took over my body, my thighs quivering as I experienced another amazing release only Kova was able to give me.
Breaking the kiss, Kova placed his forehead against mine and clenched his eyes shut. I kept stroking him but he slowed my hand.
"You didn't finish."
"That is okay. This was not about me."
He rolled to his back, taking me with him. My head rested on his chest as his fingers dragged lazily up and down my thigh from my knee to my hip, my dress slipping higher and higher each time, until part of my rear was exposed. His fingers halted, and I looked up. He was already watching me.
"Leave it up… I like it."
Kova's eyes glimmered like he was about to say something but he remained silent. His hand drew lazy lines over my pelvis, dipping to the small of my back, and down the seam of my cheeks. Fisting his shirt, I lifted my knee higher and drew in a little gasp when the cool air tickled my wet sex.
Kova's hand slowed to a stop. "You should go rest now," he gently suggested.
"I'm okay. I like being here with you," I responded truthfully. Kova's chin dipped once and his hand started back up. I snuggled closer to him, breathing him in and basking in the feel of his arms wrapped around me. I was two seconds away from climbing on top of him.
It was too natural, too physical, too emotional.
Too perfect.
Kova was right… I missed us, too.
"I want to know the rest of the story."
I needed us to slow down, but I needed to know more. Kova sighed but obliged anyway.
"So Katja was your first?"
* * *
Please say no. Please say no. Please say no.
His mouth twitched. "Yes."
"Is that when you guys started dating?" I asked.
"No. We slept with each other often, but we were never official," he said. "It was more than that. I went from a brother to a protector to her lover. She supported my dreams, my goals, my addiction to the sport. When my mother passed away, she was there. Our positions changed yet again, and she became a provider, lifting me out of the darkness and looking out for me. We always just had each other."
My forehead creased and a headache pounded at the center of it. I squeezed my eyes shut and thought about what he’d just said, wondering how Kova didn't see it for what it was. He didn't understand the severity of the situation he’d just laid out for me.