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He growled. He didn’t like that very much and flung me onto his bed. I nearly bounced off, but he caught me by the ankle and scooted me up until I was near the headboard. My shirt rolled up. He climbed on top of me with determination in his eyes and pressed my wrists to the mattress. His knees were on both sides of my body. I was caged beneath him, squirming to get out from his entrapment.
“What do you think you’re doing?”
“Exactly what I told you. What I want. Ever since we were in the kitchen earlier, I have had one thought of what I wanted to do with you.” He reached over and opened a drawer in his nightstand. “I am going to take you so high. You are going to love it.” He swiftly pulled out some rope, then expertly wrapped it around my wrists before securing it to the brass headboard. I thrust my hips up in the air and hit his cock. He winced and a grunt exploded from his throat. I smiled in satisfaction. I brought my knee up and kneed him in the crotch. Not too hard but enough to shock him.
“You cannot flash your body around me, arouse me, and expect me not to act. I know you want me, Adrianna. And I am going to give you exactly what you want.”
“Oh yeah? And what’s that?”
“My cock.”
Man, I loved pushing his buttons. “Wrong. I don’t want it. It’s not that impressive.”
“That is not what you thought before when it was in your mouth.”
“That’s just your wishful thinking. I was hoping I wasn’t going to choke to death.”
His eyes grew heavy. Panic flared within me. I was honestly a little nervous yet dripping wet at the same time. I didn’t understand my response, why I found this so thrilling but frightening. Why I wanted to both kick him and orgasm was beyond confusing.
“Untie this rope, now. Trust me, I don’t want anything. I’m tired and sick and want to go to sleep.”
When he didn’t move, I said, “You’re going to leave marks on me.”
“Then stop moving.” He said it as if it was the most obvious answer in the world. Kova skimmed down my body until he was between my legs. I tried to squeeze my legs shut. He grinned and pinned them to the bed. I was completely exposed to him.
“You know, you like to tell me no, but your body tells me otherwise.”
Kova leaned down with one focus. Just before his tongue touched me, I pulled my knee back. With my foot poised in the air toward his face, I said, “Don’t.”
I couldn’t see where his hand was positioned, so I didn’t see when his finger dragged up the center of my sex. I only felt it, and I cried out in pleasure. He quickly fastened my leg back to the bed with his powerful strength.
“Do you not have any respect for Katja?”
“Do you?” he countered.
Moments ago, it frightened me to lose all control, but once Kova put his hands on me, my thoughts shifted and I was curious about it.
I’d never considered being tied to a bed before. Then again, I was only sixteen. The thought excited me, and my arousal dripped down my ass.
Kova’s eyes glazed over with recognition. “You would like that,” he stated more than asked. “Maybe another time. There is something else I want to do to you.”
Our orgasm slowly died down. Kova pulled back and smoothed my hair from my face. I assumed my features matched his—glossy eyes, flushed cheeks, glowing skin. His eyes dropped to my mouth and he kissed me again, long and deliberate, as I slowly ground my pussy against him, making sure to get the very last drop of him and my orgasm.
Kova’s hands roamed every inch of my body, like he was afraid I’d disappear into thin air and he needed to paint me to memory. It wasn’t often he showed affection like this, but I loved when he did. His fingers worked their way under my skin and into my heart. He had my beating organ in the palms of his calloused hands.
Panting, I was only inches from his face due to my hands being tied behind him. We both were breathing into one another, eyes locked, hearts heavy with unspoken words ready to burst from our lips. Lips, swollen and red from the unrestrained, savage kisses we exchanged. I didn’t know what this meant or where we went from here. Actually, I knew where we went, and it was nowhere. I didn’t understand how he could be with me, have sex with me, speak words to me that should only be reserved for his fiancée, and still marry Katja. The thought pierced my heart because he showed no remorse for his actions. At least, not to me. If the tables were turned, would he have acted the same toward me?
And that right there told me he couldn’t be trusted. Yet, I would still take what he offered because I wasn’t sure I could handle being without him. There was no quitting something that we never really tried. I had to embrace the uncertainty and live in the charge of the energy between us. I gave him power over me, and he knew how to use it.
But I allowed it.
Kova ignored my dig and carefully placed me on the couch. He turned and went into the kitchen, took the dish towel I had hanging on the stove, and opened up the freezer. Grabbing a huge handful of ice, he placed it into the cloth and wrapped it up, then made his way back to me.
He sat down next to me, lifted my injured ankle, and placed it on his thigh. My nostrils flared. I yanked my leg back and tried to cross my ankles under me, but he was too quick. He gripped my calf and said, “Let me ice it for you.”
“I don’t want you to do anything for me. I can ice my own damn leg.”
He ignored me, naturally, and pushed the ice behind my ankle. My stomach tightened at the coldness and my mouth flattened to a line.
