Dismount (Off Balance 5)

I whimpered, already missing his touch when his hand found my throat.

My eyes widened as his fingers encased my slender neck. I may trust him and get turned on when he does this, but it was still a little intimidating when I was helpless.

My body writhed against his. Kova shifted to the side and his cock pressed against my pussy. He leaned down and closed the distance, kissing me painfully slow. His tongue stroked mine too sensually and I shuddered. His thumb smoothed over my pulse and carried me to another level. Kova's hips rolled into mine. For a split second my heart skipped a beat and my body tensed, but then Kova slipped his tongue around mine and I exhaled into him.

I didn't hold back the pleasure filled moan and let it roll off my lips. God, I loved this. There was something thrilling about being at his mercy and the way he manipulated my body. Silver stars danced in my vision. Little black dots floated in the distance the tighter he squeezed around my neck. It was getting harder to breathe. Still, I didn't tell him to stop. There was a dark part of me that took gratification in being choked. I liked the way he made my body go in and out of tunnels of pleasure. I liked the way he set what my body could do and couldn't do. I let him and craved it.

My mind went blank as he thrust his hips, his thick erection teasing my entrance. I attacked his mouth with mine and he growled his approval, nipping my lips and kissing me like the untamed animal he was. My heels dug into the back of his thighs. I needed more of him.

"Kova," I whispered. "I need you."

His eyes dilated. He released my wrists and reached between us to grab his cock. Kova looked down as he used the head to stroke my lips until they spread open. I was swollen and so pink. Kova's nostrils flared as he teased my wet entrance. My hips rolled back and I angled my body to get more of him. He pressed his fist against my pussy and pushed the tip through his hand to enter me.

His hand grinded into my clit. My toes curled and I let out a long moan. "Please…"

He applied more pressure to my neck, and I could feel his palm gripping my esophagus. My chest rose, and a squeak escaped my lips. I was filled with aching pleasure it was nearly painful. Kova released his hold and all the oxygen roared back into my lungs as white-hot pleasure exploded inside of me. Euphoria barreled through my veins and I turned into an animal. I needed him desperately.

I grabbed his face and slammed my mouth to his. I dug my heels into his backside, trying to get him further inside of me. Our teeth gnashed together, but that didn't stop us. We were two passionate people and our sex only multiplied it. I turned him over and we changed our positions so we were sitting up and I was straddling his hips. Kova aligned his cock with my entrance then fisted my hair. I yelped from the initial pull but loved every second. He wrapped my hair around his fist tighter, making me arch into him.

"Only you, Kova. Only you will ever have my heart," I said honestly.

We were both on the edge yet it was painfully obvious we were hesitant to take the next step.

"I will go slow," he said under his breath, and I nodded.

Breathing heavily, he breached my entrance and pushed past that initial tight bundle of nerves. It burned a little as I stretched to fit his size. I tensed, scared it was going to hurt since it'd been awhile. My nails scored his shoulder blades and he flexed.

"Relax for me, Malysh," he whispered in my ear, then kissed my neck.

Kova slid inside of me a little more. My cheeks blushed as my body grew warmer. I felt like I was having sex again for the first time.

He nipped my neck. "It is me and you."

I smiled weakly at him, trying to control my breathing. Me and him. I liked the sound of that and eased myself down, taking him inch by inch.

His hand in my hair loosened and his mouth seduced me with a sweep of his lips over mine. He pulled me closer to him and rocked into me provocatively. I felt myself getting wetter for him.

He wrapped his other arm around my lower back, and I reveled in the feel of my chest pressed against his. Kova plunged his tongue into my mouth and let go of my hair. I moaned softly around his lips, madly in love with this man who was so wrong yet so right for me in every way. Kova seized my throat again and deepened the kiss so it was all I could focus on as he drove into me. With each sweep of his ravenous kiss, I surrendered myself until I let go. It was me and him, like he said, and that thought released me completely.

Kova evoked power and control through his touch, enough to distract me so he could thrust his hips against mine and drive in as deep as he could get. I gasped at the intrusion, but our kiss muffled my moans. He let go of my neck to palm the back of my head. My body tensed and I flinched, trying to move, but Kova held me snug to him and grinded me against him, creating this unbearably hot friction between us.

My thighs quivered around him. Kova let out a long, deep groan as I dragged my nails over his scalp and through his hair. I bit down on his lip and drew in a lungful of air at the same time. Kova hissed, then drove his hips harder into me. He held me down on his cock for a second. I could feel his balls tighten against my ass. His cock twitched inside me and I undulated on him.

There was this burning sensation where our bodies were joined. It was from that glorious push and pull we craved. I clenched when he drove in deeper because it hurt and he did it on purpose, but I also loved that bite of pain mixed with pleasure only Kova knew how to give. I relished it.

Kova brushed my hair away from my shoulder then leaned in and pressed his lips to my neck. I rose up on my knees, feeling how raw I was and still so tight. I sank back down on him, pushing past the pain I knew would go away soon.

His tongue dragged a wet trail up my neck. My arms wrapped around his shoulders and I delved my fingers into his damp hair, feeling his heated breath tickle my skin. I held him to me, cradling his head as he brought me higher. Kova's hands kneaded my hips. His cock was so hard and rigid, wide inside of me after so long. I thought about where his hands were, how he was kissing me, how his body felt against mine, how I loved him. My pulse hammered through my veins from the erotic note of pleasure streaming between us.

"I have missed you being in my arms," he said, looking at me like he was already lost to us.

I could feel the strain under his skin and how he was holding back. He was trying to be gentle with me.

"So have I. More than you can ever know."

I did miss him, and it was why I was suddenly so emotional. I fucking missed this man.

"Are you okay now?" he asked, and I nodded. "Are you sure? I am going to try and be gentle right now, but I do not know if I can hold out for long."