Execution (Off Balance 2)

Jesus Christ. Moisture dripped from between us and I saw it hit the floor. It was tinged pink but I didn't care.

"My girl likes that? When I tell her to fuck me?" I nodded. When Kova demanded that I fuck him, and he drove in deep and rough and held on to me, it was a high no drug could ever bring. They were magical words infused with a secret elixir by the damn devil.

"Do I have your trust? Say it."

"Yes, Kova. You have my trust."

Kova placed a kiss to my shoulder blade. He bit down, lapped at my skin, and then pumped his cock harder into my pussy. Heavy breathing and the sounds of raw, passionate sex slapping together echoed in my ears. We both were making sounds, both on the edge of something so extreme that I had a feeling he'd never orgasmed this hard before.

"Your pussy is squeezing me, you are close. I bet all I have to do is say the word and you will come all over my cock."

He rubbed my clit faster with four fingers and leaned close to my ear. The stubble from his jaw grazed my skin. "Fuck. Me. Malysh," he whispered, then he bit my neck.

I went off like a rocket. I cried out and clawed the shit out of his legs, then reached behind me and grabbed his hair.

"Kova… Oh my God, don’t stop!" He shoved my hips down on him and continued rubbing my swollen clit as I came so hard my thighs quivered and my body shook.

"That is it. Give it to me. I love feeling you come on my cock." When my orgasm subsided, Kova said, "Now, my turn."

"Take it." I managed to respond.

It didn't take but three hard as hell pumps and his penis was pulsating. Pulling out, he hauled me back to his chest and blew his load all over my stomach and breasts. His groan turned into a growl and vibrated against my back as his body flexed and constricted while he orgasmed all over me. His hold on my waist was tighter than ever.

As he came down, his body softened beneath me and his fingers loosened. He looked over my shoulder and we both looked down at his fluid all over me. I'd never seen it like this before—there was so much. He lifted his hand and rubbed it into me, all over my tender breasts, down my stomach to my pussy. He pressed on my clit, then cupped me before pushing his fingers inside. He kissed the side of my neck, lapping at the curve of my shoulder. He cupped my jaw and turned my head to his and kissed my mouth.

We sighed together in ecstasy. This was the most intense sex I'd ever experienced in my life, with a man who should've never given it to me.

Pulling me down to the couch, Kova cradled me to his body, keeping his fingers tucked into my sex. He expelled a restful breath and threw his leg over mine.

The room was hushed, peaceful, and infused with the smell of sex. I burrowed into his body and Kova murmured a string of words in Russian, words I'd never heard him speak. I didn't stop him to ask what they meant, I just waited until he was done. His breathing slowed, deepened, and I knew he'd fallen asleep.

Sated. Kova was completely sated. And surprisingly enough, so was I.

Chapter Twenty-Five

A buzzing sound resonated in the background. I nestled deeper into sleep, swathed in warmth, and feeling so incredibly good I didn't want to wake up; but the sound grew closer and closer and music played until I had no choice but to open my eyes.

I was confused by my surroundings. My mind fuzzy, eyes shadowy. I looked down at the weight pressed upon me…and everything came roaring back.

What time was it? When did we fall asleep? Was it the next day? Where were my clothes?

Then I remembered I’d only had a leo on, and it was now on the floor. Heart racing in my throat, I tried to sit up, but Kova locked his arm around me. He pressed tighter, his erection straining against my butt. Warmth surged through me for a moment but I was able to block it out.

"Hmmm…" He nuzzled against my neck, licking me and wrapping his lips around my fevered flesh. Pushing his thigh between mine, he said, "Malysh," and I had to wonder if he knew it was me and not Katja. His fingers were still inside my wet pussy, his other hand cupping my breast, and the head of his penis pressed into my ass.

I elbowed him. That was a one-way street.

His phone rang again, but he didn't hear it. My heart pounded in my ears, it had to be Katja calling him, but Kova was in a bottomless slumber; I had to think quick how to wake him up.

"Kova," I whispered, nudging him again. Either this man could sleep like the dead or he was seriously exhausted. I looked over my shoulder and saw his eyes were closed and not moving.

His fingers pinched my nipple too hard and I reared back, my ass pressing into him, which caused his head to press at my puckered hole. His phone rang again.

"Kova," I said, swallowing hard. I could hardly find my voice, my nerves were sky high. If Kova didn't answer, I could bet she'd drive over here looking for him. I would if I were her.

A guttural moan escaped Kova's parted lips. Low and deep, the sound came from his chest, and it was sexy as hell. But then he uttered a name I never expected to hear while he was sleeping, and I almost died. Died.

"Adrianna." He pushed his cock harder at my ass.