hair in my hand and tugged. Kova grunted, his arm tightening around my lower back. Squeezing my eyes shut, I battled the release I craved so desperately, but my hips picked up speed, rocking in a slow and delicious motion.
"That is it… Come for me, malysh. Come just like this."
I moaned, shaking my head against his neck. "Come with me… I need to feel you," I mumbled, drunk on Kova. This was a sure fire way to rid my body of the effects of an ice bath.
He murmured in Russian, his breath hot as it caressed down my neck. It sounded like he spoke a series of sentences, none of the words sounding similar, but all coming out deeper and guttural than the next. His finger pressed against the tight bundle of nerves that was embarrassingly wet. I could feel myself seeping with desire and that only fueled the grinding of my hips even more. I rose and placed my hands flat to his chest.
"Eyes on me," he demanded. "I want you to take your pants off and get back on me the way you are now."
I nodded hastily and did as he asked…and so did he. Kova tugged his shorts down and his erection sprang free—tall, and thick and hard. Waving me toward him, I climbed back onto his hips and straddled him, his penis between us. He grabbed my wrists and put my hands on his stomach, then took my hips in his hold and lifted me. Just when I thought he was going to push into me, he didn't. Instead, he pulled me higher up on him so my pussy was pressed to his penis and nearly flat to his stomach. Guiding my hips, I watched as he rubbed me up and down his length. The pleasure that tore through my body was mind blowing and my arms buckled. I fell on top of him.
He slapped my thigh. "Hold yourself up and watch," he said. I nodded and looked down, my orgasm beginning to take hold, starting at my toes. His shaft glistened from me and my lips were spread wide to hug his thickness.
A breathy moan rolled off my lips and I sat back so I could pleasure myself on him. My hips picked up speed and I couldn't tear my eyes from watching my pussy glide up and down his cock. It was erotic and a huge turn on.
"No, no. Pay attention. Softly and slowly move on me, that way you can feel every inch of my dick. Caress me with your pussy, slow and sweet." My pace slowed, and he guided me to do what he wanted, rotating my hips up with a flick of his wrist. "Yes, like that."
Heavy breathing, panting.
Kova moved his hips with a deliberate seductiveness that enthralled me. Damn. This. Man. My eyes were glued to the bare, toned flesh of his stomach that contracted and flexed with each shift of his body. He used his thighs and rolled his hips ever so slowly up and down. My mouth watered, my chest burned for the real deal. I wanted him to make love to me just like that. A slow thrust in, a slow pull out.
"Watch us."
Like I could watch anything else. His hips moved up and down, just enough to create a maelstrom of insane desire between us. I started following the motion, mimicking his hips.
"Yeah, baby. Just like that." I slowly moved over him, grinding as I did. I rose, and he curled his fingers forward and pushed on my tender flesh. The stroke of his fingers felt fucking divine. Then as I lowered myself, he straightened them. "You are dripping all over me."
I knew I was. My inner thighs were drenched and I could smell it in the air.
"Kova," I said breathlessly. "This is incredible. The best."
He lifted one side of his mouth. A hint of arrogance showed. "Of course it is. Do you not know by now that I am always right?"
"More, I want more. I want to know how to do more, feel more." So close. I was so close to exploding. "Oh God! I'm almost there." My hips picked up speed. "Stay just like that," I cried and stroked his length, feeling the ridges as I moved, just like he said I would. I hit just the right spot and yelled out, throwing my head back. My nails dug into his skin, striking solid muscle. Seconds later, and with a hold so strong around