Twist (Off Balance 4)

He pushed on my shoulder blades and forced my face down. My nipples grazed the coarse material of the lounge and shot a zest of bliss down my spine. Grabbing the chair, he slid it closer to the railing. My balcony was enclosed with a screen, but if anyone walked by the building and looked up, they'd see us.

Kova dropped to his knees and grabbed my hips, rotating them upward. He spread my cheeks, and my back bowed, mortification roared through me.

"Your pussy is dripping," he said, his voice thick with desire and it excited me.

He leaned forward until I couldn't see his face. My eyes rolled shut as he ran his flat tongue along my wet lips, all the way to my ass where the tip of his tongue ran little circles.

A moan rolled off my lips and I rocked back into him. My eyes opened just as he swallowed, his throat bobbing. His heady gaze locked with mine. "Had to clean you up before I can play."

"You're such an ass man."

Palming both of my ass cheeks, his hands so large I knew they covered me, he leaned forward and I held my breath as he spread them wide to almost the point of pain. His green eyes were enthralled with me and it sent a shiver of power through my veins. A little sting, and I gasped. I'd never looked at my ass in the mirror, but the next time I was alone, I would. This position was slightly embarrassing, and I hoped I was shaven and cleaned for him.

Kova leaned forward and penetrated my pussy with his warm tongue. I sighed. My back bowed even more and my body relaxed, only for him to pull out and go straight for my ass.

I should've known.

"Arch more for me."

I did as he asked. His teeth clamped down on the skin as he tongued my hole, creating a suction around me. His fascination with that forbidden spot created a frenzy in my blood. I didn't get it, but I didn't question it either, because the truth was I loved it just as much as he did.

"Oh my God!" I screamed, not worried if anyone heard my breathless pants at this point.

Kova gripped my hips and held me to his mouth. My legs widened on their own and my backside pressed embarrassingly hard into his face.

"One day…" he said, his voice a deep husky.

I knew what he was referring to. Anal sex. It was a conversation we'd already had and something that will never happen.

"No, you're not. That's never going to happen."

"Yes, it will."

"No, it won't."

"Ah, but malysh," he drew out, his thumb running circles over the puckered little hole, "you have no idea what you're missing."

"There is no way you—or anyone else with a smaller dick—will fit in there. No thanks. Not happening. End of discussion."

Kova's grip tightened on me to the point I knew I'd have a bruise. "No one is ever getting this ass. Do you understand? I will personally strangle anyone who gets close to it. It is mine."

His thumb pressed the hidden spot while he inserted a finger into my pussy.

"I can make you like it, you know," he whispered, pulling out his finger and using the wetness to trace the tight hole.

He applied more pressure, pushing the tip of his finger in. This time he stuck two fingers in my pussy and slowly rubbed along my inner walls, eliciting a low moan from me as he stretched me. I fought back a groan at the double intrusion.

This man knew exactly what to do to my body and I was slightly startled by it because I never found myself saying no, only yes. Body manipulation at its finest. I watched as Kova spit onto his fingers then applied pressure to the tight bundle of nerves. I flinched but held still.

"Are you not worried someone can see y

ou?" he asked.

It was hard to think clearly when my body was a blaze of heat and lust.

"I am, but no one can see my face. So I guess not."

"But those who live in the building can probably figure out what number your condo is."