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The answer was simple. I couldn’t.
Exhaling a defeated sigh, I rolled my eyes and yanked the clothes from his hand. He rewarded me with a massive smile, something he rarely gave me. I knew in my heart of hearts I’d made the right decision. It honestly wasn’t a good idea for me to be alone—I wasn’t well. And Kova was just being Kova and getting his way. It was his birthday after all.
Letting go of his hand, I slipped the shirt over my head and shimmied out of the towel. Kova watched and I didn’t mind. It dropped to the floor with a light thump, then I pulled on shorts that clearly belonged to him.
I glanced at Kova and laughed.
“What?” he asked.
I held the hem of my shirt between my teeth, then pulled the shorts to the side. “Um, they’re a tad big. I could fit two of me in here.”
He leaned over and looked down my shorts. He had a clear view of my naked body and it caused a little ache between my thighs. I glanced down with him and squeezed my legs together, the plumpness of my pussy shifting under our eyes. It was enticingly seductive. My clit throbbed against the pressure and my nipples hardened. I drew in a slow and measured breath. I should’ve been shy or nervous that my coach was looking at me in ways I knew were not allowed, but I wasn’t. Not even a bit. In fact, I fed off it. It was almost as if I wanted him to look and see what I had but he wasn’t supposed to have.
Not every time he wanted, at least.
Then it hit me. It really hit me. I liked tempting him because he came back for more, and I wondered if he realized that. I liked enticing him and making him take what he wanted from me. I liked that he was wrong. It tantalized me in ways that made me question my own morals. It was so bad, and I soaked it up. I made him weak at my disposal.
Taking measures into his own hands, he moved to grab the shorts, but I released the waistband too soon. They flew past my hips to my thighs, where he reached out to catch them. Shorts clutched in his fist, Kova stood bent over motionless. His shoulders tensed. I watched the muscles flex in his back, contracting and shifting against what little restraint he had left.
Without asking, his thumb snuck out and slid up against my pussy, against the hair that needed to be shaved. I gasped and clutched his shoulder, my chest coming forward. I couldn’t hold myself up. His thumb immediately found my clit, pushing his way in through my closed legs. Wetness seeped from me while he stroked hard.
“You cannot think you can wave your pussy in front of me and I will not do anything about it.”
“Who said you could?” I squeezed my eyes shut in pleasure but tried to hide it. I still had my shirt in my mouth.
He glanced up without moving his head. A devilish glint filled his eyes. “We both know I do not need permission. I do what I want.”
I slapped his hand away. “Yes, you do. You can’t just take whenever you please. There’s a definition for that.”
Kova dropped to his knees, and in seconds, he had his tongue between my folds, licking ravenously at my pussy like he just had his first sip of water in days.
Holy.
Fuck.
“Oh God. What are you doing, Konstantin? Stop.” I whimpered. “I said, stop.” A fever ignited within me. My sex was soaked. I pushed against his head all while clutching his hair in my fist and pulling him closer.
His strong arms wrapped around the back of my thighs. His mouth was firmly on my sex, his tongue slipping and sliding back and forth through the little slits, dipping into me and then circling the aching throb. An orgasm quickly rose, and I slapped his shoulder, trying to pull away. I was going to lose my balance, not to mention, I hardly had the strength to stand.
“Stop,” came out in a pant.
He shook his head against me. I yanked on his hair to pull him back and he tightened his arms around me.
“No.” The breathiness in my voice contradicted my words. Fuck myself. Kova angled his jaw deeper between my legs, shoving himself into me. “Did you forget you have a fiancée?”
He bit my lip and I yelped. Between his teeth, he said, “How can I? You never let me forget her.”
I smirked. It was true. Reaching down, I pinched the skin on the curve of his neck, but it only spurred him to bite harder. He quickly licked his bite, the warmth of his tongue surged through me. I needed to come so bad.
“Ow!” I slapped him harder this time and it echoed throughout the bathroom. “That’s sensitive skin, you fuck.”
He slowly lifted his head, glaring at me. Quietly, he said, “Slap me again and see what happens.”
That was a direct challenge. I had to take it. Rearing back, this time I slapped his face. My palm stung from the impact.
My eyes widened. My heart stopped. I couldn’t believe I’d done that. He couldn’t either, judging by the astonished look on his face. Within seconds, Kova had me thrown over his shoulder and we were out of the bathroom.
He slapped my ass so hard my eyes watered. So, I slapped the small of his back.
