were ridiculously close to my naval. "It is like my resistance breaks and you are all that I see, everything I want."
"I don't know. I don't do it on purpose," I confessed. "It's wrong, and I hate myself for wanting you, for putting you in this situation."
"The feeling is entirely mutual."
I should've been hurt by his response, but I wasn't. I understood where he was coming from. An energy between two people so powerful it couldn't be contained, no matter how much they tried. No matter how wrong, how illicit, how morally sinful.
Some things were meant to be without reason.
Kova scooped me up and carried me to the bed in two long strides. He climbed under the covers and aligned his body to mine. He was so damn hot, and I snuggled closer, relishing his body heat. Tipping his head forward, he pressed his sensual lips to my forehead, then sandwiched one thick leg between mine and locked together. I drew in a slow and deep lungful of air, and tried to steady my breathing. Kova held his lips to my skin, as if he was afraid to move. We were that in tune. Wrapping his arms around my slim waist, he inhaled through his nose and applied another gentle kiss.
He glanced down.
I held my breath.
He held his.
I stared into his troubled eyes. He was in agony, on the cusp of doing wrong. My mind was tangled with warnings, while my heart was entwined with his.
I couldn't explain why, but I liked that I could tempt him, seduce him. It was a powerful feeling. There was too much we could do in my condo without being caught.
With my hands cupping his sharp jaw, I leaned in to close the distance, and hesitated. My mouth itched for his, the electricity thick as fog. I hovered in front of him, wanting this and terrified of the domino effect it could cause, just like the other day in his office. We breathed each other in, our eyes frantically shifting back and forth. I contemplated for a moment—
"Do not do it," he whispered.
But I did. I pressed my mouth to his. Kova's hands slid up my back and rested on my shoulders where he pulled me to him. His greedy touch contradicted his words, just like they always did, and I melted into him.
Thirty-Three
Kova’s sizzling heat pressed to my icy one.
He inhaled deeply and angled his mouth against mine, tugging with little nips of his teeth. His tongue danced seductively along the seam of my lips. I sighed as he slipped his tongue inside and caressed me, stroking with a gentle passion that was full of fire. His nimble fingers laced my hair and I wrapped my arms around his shoulders. He rolled onto his back, taking me with him. I straddled his hips with ease. A small moan escaped me when his hardness pressed against my center. I lifted my shirt over my head and tossed it aside. Pressure throbbed between my thighs, building as my hips slowly moved against his rigid shaft, like a languid wave reaching for the shore.
"Why can you never listen?" he said between kisses.
An airy laugh flowed from me. "You pulled me with you."
Kova wrapped a strong arm around my lower back and one across the top, seizing my neck in his grasp. God, I loved his hold over me. How dominant he was. I liked being on top of him, it showed how small I was in comparison to him. There was nowhere for me to move other than how he was coercing my body by the power of his touch. I succumbed to him.
"Why?" he pressed on, pulling me back just enough to look into my eyes. A shallow moan escaped him, abandoned pleasure intensified in his watchful gaze. My body moved of its own accord, my hips swiveled on his until he put a firm stop to the motion, securing me in place. His cock twitched and he groaned.
"Why? Answer me, please."
"I don't have a real answer for you other than we both want this and you know it."
He shook his head, vehemently denying it. "I am trying to do the right thing."
"Lies. Your body lies."
"You do not heed my pleas. I tell you to stop, but you do the complete opposite. Why must you do this to me?" He clenched his teeth, pushing my hips hard to his. I let out a gasp, wetness seeped from me. I tried to rub myself on him,