"The last time I came inside of you was right downstairs." My heart clenched. "Remember that, when we were outside? My cum was dripping down your leg," he said, his groan guttural, and that was it.
I exploded around his cock for the second time. "I'm sorry… I can't hold on."
Kova tensed, he held his breath, and then he was rocking into me with a swift hardness. His dick jerked and he was coming inside. He let out a loud sound between a pant and a guttural groan, and it made my pussy tighten so I was riding the swell with him. Another pant, and it was in the back of his throat and filled with so much pleasure that I was almost jealous.
My flesh tingled with rapture. I closed my eyes and allowed myself to fall in a cave of depraved thoughts with him. It was decadent and tempting, and where I came alive. The intimacy wasn't a casual affair. Far from it. The intimacy between me and Kova was about truth and what would ultimately connect us forever. We could tell each other anything, and he told me his truth the way he made soul-searing love to me.
I could feel Kova's orgasm as he unloaded inside of me. My pussy was slippery from his thick fluid. Hearing him find release was orgasm inducing. Feeling his cum spill out of me as he mounted me from behind was an experience I’d never forget.
I was free-falling still when Kova finished and swiftly pulled out. He grabbed my hips and shoved me further up the bed and flipped me over. A breath escaped me and my body opened to him. Kova climbed over me and crushed me with his weight. His lips devoured mine and his tongue was needy. I kissed him back and cradled myself around him. The inside of my thighs were sticky, and his heavy cock lay pressed between us, wet and burning hot. There was something about the way we were tangled that made my heart rush with love.
His kisses would be the death of me.
Fingers in my hair.
Damp bodies.
Starving kisses.
Legs straining in ecstasy.
He. Did. Not. Stop.
Kova's passion was all-consuming. He was going to make sure I felt him for eternity.
Fifty-Four
Kova turned over and took me with him.
I laid on top and felt the cool breeze blow against my back. I shivered and Kova wrapped his strong arms around me. His warm embrace transported me back in time when we had experienced this a time or two when there was no outside noise and it was just us.
My eyes watered. I was beginning to understand what Kova was trying to explain to me that I was so bent against. Because right now, when there was not a single thing that could interrupt us, it was harmony in the soul. This was peace. This was true bliss in every aspect, and really, how it should feel.
It was how it needed to be.
I lifted my gaze to meet Kova's. Sparkling emerald green and gunmetal gray stared back at me. He released my legs from his and I dragged them up to straddle his waist. My tongue ran over my swollen lips and heat flamed my cheeks when I felt myself leak his pleasure onto his pelvis. It was so warm and thick.
A smirk tugged at Kova's lips that made my heart stumble. He lifted his hips slightly to glide over my clit. I gasped then clenched, feeling more of his cum ooze from me. He liked it and my cheeks deepened in color. I wondered if I had ever seen his filthiest side.
Palming the back of my head, he brought my lips to his and gently kissed me. My body was exhausted and I was beginning to feel tired. The tips of his fingers dragged lazily up and down my spine. I purred into his kiss. Kova used his other hand to reach behind me and drag two fingers coated with his release over my clit.
"Kova, I'm a little sore," I said against his mouth. "Give me a minute."
He ignored me and rubbed the sensitive ball in circles. I squirmed on top of him, feeling out of breath. My nipples brushed across his and my body was on fire when he traced my folds. My toes curled and I tried to hold back from feeling too much. His fingers dipped into my pussy and pressed along the walls of my sex. He withdrew and dragged them up to my ass. I clenched.
"Let me play with you," he asked gently, his voice rough. I nodded and rested my head on his chest. "I like touching your pussy. If you need to come while I am, go ahead. Rub your clit on me, Malysh. But let me have this."
My legs spread wider for him and I closed my eyes, exhaling. He pulled my hair off my neck, and I dragged lazy circles around his chest. The heel of his hand cupped my ass as his fingers delved into my tender sex. My hips widened and I exhaled a sigh. Kova breathed and his stomach stroked my clit. I let go and let myself just feel.
"I forgot how small you are on me. I miss it," he said, twirling the ends of my hair.
"I didn't expect you tonight."
"I will not apologize for coming here."
A sad smile tugged at my lips. I was glad he couldn't see it. "I would hope not."
Kova stroked me softly, twirling his fingers into my pussy the way he was twirling my hair. I felt the budding of an orgasm and was immediately humiliated. I didn't want to come like this on him. My thighs squeezed his stomach and he sensed I was close.