hurt he didn't like my idea. Kova just stared right through me. "Why not?" I scoffed. "You do it with your therapist. Why can't you do it with me?"
This was no different and he knew it. My gut told me he was being difficult because I had cornered him with having to face his feelings for once.
Leaning forward, I rested my arms on his pectorals and shifted until I was straddling his wide thighs. His hands wound up on both my hips, his fingers splaying over the curve of my ass as I lowered myself. I smiled at the easy laid back look in his eyes. I wished he always had that look. Kova arched his neck back onto the cushion and swallowed as he looked down at me. A soft breath rolled off my lips. He was so fucking sexy.
"Please," I asked with huge doe eyes. "For me?"
"It is not the same, and you know it." His voice struggled with consistency. "This is a ludicrous idea, Adrianna."
My smile faltered, but I covered it. Using my index finger, I traced his collarbone with a feather light touch while his open palms dragged up my back. His sensual touch made me feel sexy and I loved that feeling.
Kova budged forward to sit up straighter and I chewed my lip, contemplating another alternative. He whispered under his breath in Russian, then adjusted himself so we were chest to chest. My arms automatically wound around his broad shoulders and I drew him in.
Leaning next to my ear, he said, "I caught the slip in your smile. What is wrong? Tell me what you are thinking about." He cupped my shoulders from behind, his callused hands kneaded my skin in a sensual massage.
"I would love to get inside your head. It would be insanely sexy to know your deepest, darkest thoughts."
I could only imagine what he daydreamed about. I was entirely too naive about sex still to think of anything wild the way I was sure he did.
His two-day old stubble rubbed along my cheek as he whispered, "You are already in my head, baby. More than you know." The seductive pull on each word caused goose bumps to trickle down my arms.
I pulled back. "You said baby and not malysh."
Kova gave me a one-sided smirk. His eyes a blaze of fire piercing every inch of my body. It was sexy as hell. I wondered if he had any idea of the power he wielded.
"You like when I speak Russian?" he asked.
I nodded. "I do. I wish you'd speak more to me."
A smile pulled at his face. "Even when you have no idea what I am saying?"
I nodded again. "But why did you switch to baby? See, that's something you could write in the notebook."
"And then what? Am I supposed to pass it to you in the hall after practice?"
Shit. I puckered my lips and gave him the truth with a smile. "I actually hadn't gotten that far yet."
Kova's head rolled back, a light laugh escaped him. "Of course you have not. No, this is definitely not happening." He went to move but I begged him not to get up.
"Please, don't leave yet."
Kova settled and looked directly into my eyes. "I have to get home. Katja was awake when I left. I am sure she is wondering where I am by now. Fuck?? His voice lowered to a whisper as he spoke to himself. A deep sigh groaned in the back of his throat and his hands tightened on me like he didn't want to let go. "I was not expecting to stay so long." Kova stared at my mouth as I licked my lips. I'd give anything to know what he was thinking. Pressing forward, I arched into him until I was an inch away from his mouth. Heart racing, my arms locked behind his neck.
"What did you tell her?"
"That the alarm was triggered at the gym and I had to go."
My brows shot to my hairline. I shook my head, smirking. I wish I knew why I didn't feel bad that he lied to his girlfriend again, but I just didn't care.
"You're so sly."
"The things I do for you."
In the silence that passed between us, Kova switched to his native tongue. His eyes found my mouth once again and never left. I watched while he spoke, his tongue tapping his teeth, his desirable lips closing and opening as words flowed off them suggestively.