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He was truly apologetic and making the effort I had asked of him. It wasn't fair of me to ridicule him for that. My heart beat faster for this man I never should've had the chance to be with. He'd been putting in the time these last couple of months and I had to not only show I respected that, but that I saw it too.
"I could tell something was on your mind when I asked you. I need to be asking you hard questions like this, and I shouldn't get upset when your response isn't the one I want to hear."
"I do not deserve you," he said.
I chuckled. I'd never heard anyone say that before. "I don't think it's about deserving someone. Does anyone deserve anyone? I think it's more about finding someone who understands you and accepts all your flaws but also helps you work through them. It's so easy to shut the door and keep walking, but it takes strength to hold it open, to see what that person is going to walk in with, and if it's worth it or not. The risk has to be greater than the chance, and I think you're worth it, Kova."
Kova's Adam's apple bobbed. His green eyes were rich with affection as they pierced the center of my chest. I held my breath from his deep stare.
"Bog, ya chertovski lyublyu tebya."
I waited on him to translate. When he didn't, I tilted my head to the side and smiled softly. "Tell me."
He shook his head. "You will not believe me, just like you never do every other time."
Ah. I knew. "It's that stupid word love again, isn't it?"
His eyes darkened like he was offended. "I do not find it stupid when I say it to you."
My heart bloomed even more for him. "Fair enough."
"God, I fucking love you. I really do."
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I blushed, slightly embarrassed. I’d thought he was going to say something mushy, but I wasn't expecting that.
"You're cute," I said.
Kova's head fell back and he barked out a laugh. "One day I hope you can find a way to love me the way I love you and actually say it."
I swallowed. He didn't know I already loved him, but something in my heart told me not to tell him just yet.
"What else? Tell me what happened with Katja."
Kova groaned. "I do not want to talk about it when I am hard for you. Talking about her is going to make my dick soft."
At that, I swiveled my hips down on him and smirked. "Tell me," I said, drawing out the words.
"Adrianna, I do not want to talk about my wife when all I can think about is sliding into your pussy right now."
"You know, I'm never ready for when you say that word."
"Pussy?" he repeated with a peaked brow, and I nodded. Kova smirked. "Let me bang you real quick. Then you can ask all the questions you want. I promise to answer them."
This time it was my turn to bark out a laugh. Bang sounded so foreign on his lips. "Did you just say bang?"
"Well I figured if pussy bothers you, bang might be a better word. I am too old to use smush sesh. Do not ask me to say that. I heard some boys saying it. I can say bang, but smush is where I draw the line. I said it once before but I cannot say it again. Unless you just want me to fuck you."
His eyes were alive with amusement. I couldn’t hold back the giggles in my throat and burst out laughing.
"I can't even deal with how funny that is coming from you. It sounds so weird."
Rising up on my knees, I palmed his face and pressed my lips to his. Kova wrapped his arms around my lower back. I leaned into him and forced him to lay back on his desk. I hovered above him and kissed him again, my hand sliding down his stomach, over his rock-hard abs to cup his thick shaft over his sweat pants. I squeezed his cock and he twitched in my hand. Kova groaned, his back arched, and damn it all to hell, it was all so sexy the way the light from the moon shone between the shadows of the blinds over him.
There was something seductive and risky about us in his office like this—the thrill of getting caught loomed over me—and I fed off it. We fed off it.
"Adrianna," he moaned out my name. He gripped my hips roughly through the struggle of my hold on him.
