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Entranced, I couldn't stop staring at his mouth. He'd gotten some of me on his bottom lip and that was all I could focus on. His scent enveloped me, sending me into a tizzy. He was right—he'd never just been a coach to me.
"The least you can do is fuck yourself where I sleep every night so I can smell your pussy and see the mark you leave when you’re gone."
My eyes shot to his and they widened. Chills slithered down my spine.
"You're so fucking filthy," I said, my voice thick with need.
"Do it," he demanded.
I was embarrassed to admit out loud that I loved when he talked dirty to me.
Kova tilted his head to the side, his eyes roaming my face. "Unless, of course, you want me to be deep inside you," he whispered seductively against my lips. "The way I am feeling right now, I can split you in two." Kova pinched my chin between his fingers. He licked over my lips and I felt more pleasure seep from me. "That is not why I wanted you to come here though—I hope you know that—but I am happy to oblige." He smirked, and I felt it in my soul. "I think you want my cock deep inside your pussy. I think you miss coming on my cock but are scared to admit it. I know I sure as fuck do. The only time I ever come hard is when I am coming inside you. Only you."
I let out a rushed breath, my heart ablaze and body screaming for more. I loved when he spoke to me like that. I found it provocatively hot.
"Or do you want me to play with you here," he asked, his hands sliding to my ass toward my hole. He pressed on it and I drew in a breath as I got on my knees. My heart thumped fanatically in my chest as the anticipation rose. "Between your pussy and your ass, do you know the things I could do to you? The things I could make you feel? The things we could feel together?"
The words he said turned me on so high I felt like I was flying. I was mortified l liked it so much and that I could orgasm just from hearing his raspy voice alone.
Kova smirked again, his eyes knowing. He tickled my ass and my clit throbbed. I moaned out a strangled sigh.
"You like when I say things like that, do you not?"
I licked my lips and nodded subtly. Kova reached between our bodies and cupped my pussy, then dragged his fingers up to p
ut them in his mouth. I whimpered, watching as he sucked every bit of it off.
That was all I could handle.
Wiggling out of his hold, I grasped the seam of his shirt and pulled it up and over his head. My mouth was on his seconds later and I could taste myself on him, which only ignited my passion even more. I held the back of his head so he couldn't move. I kissed him hard, bruising, the way he would kiss me, and rubbed myself along the length of his shaft. His hips thrust forward and I knew he wanted me just as bad. We groaned into each other's mouths, grinding against one another. His hand smoothed over my ass as he played with my entrance. I kissed him harder, biting his lip. My hands were everywhere—I couldn't stop touching every inch of his delectable body.
I needed to come and I would do anything to get there. If I had to rub my pussy all over him until I orgasmed, I would. Wouldn't be my first time. And I knew he'd let me.
Kova broke the kiss. Without another word, he leaned around me and positioned two thick, huge pillows on top of each other next to me, then grabbed my hips and jerked me around until I was straddling them, facing the wall. I placed my hand on the headboard to steady myself, nearly drunk from his kisses, touches, and filthy words.
Kova came up behind me. "Put both hands on the headboard." His deep voice caressed the column of my neck. His calloused hands massaged up the length of my back, sending little sparks and shivers the higher he moved, until he cupped my neck and forced me to look back at him. Kova leaned around and squeezed my throat, his tongue coming out to lick my mouth and kiss me good.
"Rub your clit on the pillow," he ordered against my lips. I wasn't shy in front of Kova for the most part, but masturbating on a pillow? I'd rather use his thigh. I wasn't sure what this would do for me and I was kind of embarrassed to try. Kova tightened his grip. "Do I need to spread those pussy lips for you, hmmm?"
The thought excited me so much that I felt myself turn seven shades of red and my heart threatened to beat right out of my chest.
Biting my lip, I nodded.
Kova's eyes flared and he grinned. "This is what I love about you, Adrianna. You get lost in the moment like I do and you simply feel. You let everything go and allow your body the pleasure you so secretly desire."
Kova situated himself behind me, his thighs cupping mine. Reaching around to my front, I watched his hands slide along the pillow until they were under me. Goose bumps pebbled my body at the visual I had in my head of what he was doing. I was already soaking wet. I could feel the slickness on my thighs.
Carefully, his fingers spread my swollen lips apart until I was wide open on his pillow. I sighed, sinking down. Surprisingly, it felt good. No, it felt fucking incredible. The creases of the pillowcase bunched together and hit different spots. I whimpered when one of his hands left to reach behind me, and I felt him shift around until I heard elastic snap. With his other hand, he used two fingers to push the tender skin back so my clit was exposed, then his warm erection touched my spine. I moaned loudly, not caring what I sounded like. My head rolled back and I lost myself to the feeling.
"Do not remove your hands," he ordered.
"No sex, Kova." I had no idea how I managed to get that out.
"That is number four. Four times you said my name."
With both hands, Kova showed me what he wanted me to do by slowly guiding my hips back, then rotating them forward, pressing me downward into the pillows as I moved. A shot of adrenaline sped through me.
"Oh God," I said gasped.
