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“Nope.”
He didn’t stop.
“Come on, let me fuck you one last time. You know you want my cock. I promise to go nice and slow.” He licked a wet trail from my collarbone to my ear, where he sucked on my lobe.
I shuddered as goose bumps broke out across my body. “You’re an animal.”
“You make me this way.”
I burst out laughing. “Oh yeah. I’m sure I do.”
Kova reached between us and undid his belt in record time. He pulled down his zipper, his knuckles tapping my wet pussy, causing me to clench in response. I sighed inwardly.
“Kova.” I tried to sound firm. His hands found my breasts and squeezed. My nostrils flared. He pressed the tip of his cock to my entrance and my pussy tightened in response. I gasped. Oh, fucking hell.
“I need you,” Kova begged. He bit my hard nipple through my shirt. I jumped and slapped his back.
“No, you don’t. What you need is to control yourself around me. Take me home. Now.”
He pushed the tip in just a bit and I gasped again as my pussy stretched to fit him. A pleasure-filled sigh escaped me, and I realized I wanted him to take me slow and hard. His hand gripped the crease of my thigh and waist. His fingers dug into my pelvis. He was close to snapping and doing what he wanted.
“I hate you.”
“We already went over this. You hate what I make you feel. Because what I make you feel is real and it is true.”
My mouth twitched sadly. I wanted desperately to give in.
“You are such an asshole, you know that?”
He grinned, so sexy and so tantalizing I was ready to cave. He pushed a little more, and dear God, I wanted to take my heels and help drive him in, but I held strong. I had to… for me.
“When you can make love to me and not fuck me, is when you can have me again.”
At that, I pushed him away with my foot and demanded he take me home.
He listened, and I wasn’t sure if that was a good thing or not.
Because it showed me that he couldn’t actually make love to me.
His lips were stained purple, his eyes glossy but attentive. The button of his jeans undone, held together by half a descended zipper. A patch of hair dusted his pelvis.
I really was hungry and found a seat at the island in the kitchen.
Kova turned the stove back on, and I watched as he cooked. A strange sense of peace surged through me being here with him. It felt strangely right.
I skimmed my eyes around the kitchen while I waited and spotted a picture of Kova with Katja smiling from ear to ear on the counter. I thought it was odd to see a framed photo in the kitchen, so I glanced at the refrigerator and saw a photo held up by a magnet on there too. I frowned. Had I missed that before? And furthermore, had Kova been looking at it when I was going down on him?
My stomach revolted. Had Kova looked at those pictures as I pleasured him?
Snatching up his wine glass, I consumed a large gulp of the sweet drink. I had another. When I placed the glass back down with a clink, Kova peeked over his shoulder and his smile faltered. He followed my gaze and scowled when it landed on the photo. He ripped it off in a haste and shoved it into a drawer, slamming it shut. He muttered under his breath in Russian as he dropped pasta into boiling water.
“Were you looking at your fiancée while I sucked your cock?” I cringed on the inside. Kova’s shoulders tensed at my question. I couldn’t believe I uttered those words.
“I see we finally can use big girl words now.”
“I’m serious.”
He spun around and shot me a scathing glare. “No, Adrianna.” Therrolled thickly off his tongue. “I was not. Why do you have to go there? Why do you always have to bring her up?”
