Balance (Off Balance 1)

“Yes,” I moaned in agreement.

“After I warm you with my tongue,” he looked up, and his eyes gleamed with devious thoughts. “I am going to stretch you out like this.” He proceeded by pulling on my folds with force, suckling hard. His tongue speared inside and traced around my core.

I couldn’t take it. This man. What he was doing to me.

I groaned, squeezing my eyes shut and thrust my hips into him. My legs wrapped around his strong shoulders. I wanted him.

No, I needed him.

All of him.

“Do not move. And keep your hands to yourself. Understand?” I nodded heatedly, not realizing my fingers were in his hair.

Fucking shit. I didn’t want him to stop. He could have me any way he wanted when he was demanding like this. I’d do anything he commanded. The hunger for him bubbled, and the desire mounted like a volcano ready to erupt.

“Are you sure?”

“Positive.”

“Good girl. Now where were we?” He leaned back down, and continued his wicked torment on my sex.

“After you are warmed up and stretched out, I will show you the steps it takes before you reach your dismount.”

My mouth dropped and he grinned.

Dismount. Climax. Same thing.

Having Kova go down on me was both exhilarating and nerve wracking at the same time. While he had for a split second in the dance room that one night, it wasn’t very long. I had no idea how much more I could handle this longer pace. The moisture dripping from me was slightly embarrassing and I worried he would find it unappealing.

“We will practice until you get it perfect.”

His tongue swirled in and out, dancing all around, feeling every part of me. If he wanted power, I was going to give it to him. Reaching down, I threaded my fingers through his hair and pressed him into me, squeezing his shoulders with my thighs.

Abruptly, he pulled back. His green eyes now the color of a dark jungle. Wild. Untamed. Mysterious. Grabbing my wrists, he planted them by my hips, but I struggled against his hold. His fierce look told me I didn’t listen to his no touching rule, and he was turned on by it. The power and strength he wielded was an aphrodisiac and I couldn’t get enough.

“Do. Not. Move.”

A gush of air rushed out of me as his tongue delved back inside, lapping and pulling at my lips so sensually I melted into the bed, and a moan left my throat. I rotated my hips in a wave against his mouth, completely unabashed by my actions. Each deep, luscious lick sent my head spinning.

Then he was frantic with need. His hands roamed around my body, everywhere. I knew he was holding back by how tense and tight his arms were, and I wished he wouldn’t. I wished he’d let go and take me already, give me all of him, everything he had.

“Kova…Oh, my God. I’m so close.”

He looked up and my heart stopped when our eyes locked. While we’d had sex, this felt so much more intimate.

The corner of his mouth tugged up with a dare, his eyes glittering with obsession. “Go ahead and land your dismount.”

His mouth returned to my pussy and a moan-filled sigh gushed from me as my eyes rolled back. This feeling, his tongue on me, licking and sucking, was pure eroticism. My back arched and I threw my head back as my hips rolled into his greedy mouth while he lapped at me. Kova’s hands were firmly wrapped under my thighs, holding me to his mouth. The overwhelming sensations streaming through my veins had me panting loudly, gasping for air. Christ Almighty. I tried to fight Kova, but his tongue worked faster, hitting my clit. He locked me down and licked me with precision.

“Oh, God,” I cried out, my thighs tensing around his head. He slapped my outer thigh for me to loosen up and I quickly did.

“Kova, please, it’s too much.”

My body was a blaze of fire ready to erupt. My moans couldn’t be contained and I cried out. My fingers threaded through his dark hair, clutching it in my fist, pushing my pussy into his mouth even more. Kova became ravenous. His grip on my thighs was powerful, and I wanted to give him everything in this moment. My legs scissored on his shoulders from the force of the pleasure slicing through me as he fought to keep his mouth in place.

Somehow when he came up for air, I managed to pull away and move higher on my bed. I panted, drunk on pleasure. My eyes, I’m sure, were just as glossy and matched Kova’s. His mouth was covered in my essence completely, and I knew by the way he crouched low I should not have pulled away.

“Bad move, Adrianna.”