confidence in yourself, you would not need reassurance from anyone, especially a man, Adrianna."
"I am confident in myself. You don't know what you're talking about," I said defensively. "It would be nice to hear from my coach though. Praising your gymnasts every once in a blue moon wouldn't kill you."
He got serious. "Come here." His expression cleared of any playfulness.
I shook my head.
"Come," he ordered, and beckoned me toward him.
I shook my head again. When I didn't move, he reached out and grabbed my wrist, pulling me to him.
Spreading his legs, he guided my hips so I nestled between the warmth of his thighs and pressed my pelvis to his with determination. Moisture seeped onto my leotard and I blushed, hoping he couldn’t feel it. Kova was right. I did need the release. I leaned my head against his chest, too embarrassed to look up at him. His body was so warm against mine.
Wrapping his arms around my lower back, Kova crossed his wrists and pressed on my butt cheeks until his dick pressed against my sex. A quiet gasp lodged in my throat. The tight pressure to my clit caused a deep, intense ache. I was at just the right angle and I tried not to make any sudden movements, tried not to inhale too deep in fear a moan would escape. My hands came up to his chest, and I clutched his shirt, fighting and begging for things I wanted yet wouldn't admit. I wish I knew how to handle myself better around this man, but like clockwork, all thoughts and morals went out the window when it was just me and him.
Kova's head dropped to my neck, his breath a hot trail across my collarbone as his hands sensually massaged my butt. His fingers ran in circles, pushing down and through the seam of my ass, then back out to form another circle. My head rolled to the side, granting him full access to leave a wet trail on my neck. His teeth grazed my skin like little knives, each sharp bite heightened my arousal. My breathing deepened and I couldn't hold back from grinding my pussy against him. His cock twitched and a sigh fell from my lips. He was right. I was wound up and tense.
"Kova…" I whispered, and closed my eyes.
"Tell me what you need."
My mouth was parched, and I was dizzy from his hands roaming my body. He pressed me harder to him, making me feel what he was blessed with. I bit down on my bottom lip to stifle the moan. "People…there are people still here. I need to leave. I told myself I wouldn't go down this road with you again."
Kova's hips rolled up so desperately and painfully slow while he pushed me down on him that I almost came. I imagined he was some sort of sex god in a past life with the way he moved.
"Oh, God." My back bent forward and I gripped his arm, trying to hold back the pleasure that sped through me. "We have to stop. Someone will catch us."
"Adrianna, you are the only lunatic who trains the hours that you do. You are a workhorse. There is no one else here. Trust me. I checked my cameras right before you walked in when I noticed the time."
I could swear I saw cars parked outside before I walked in here.
"Still, this isn't a good idea, Kova."
He chuckled low and deep and it sent a rush of euphoria down my spine. My hips moved over his length thickening beneath me.
Tipping my chin up to look at him, he whispered, "This has never been a good idea, Ria. Never."
"So we need to stop before it goes any further. I thought that was the plan, us never to be like this again."
"Stop thinking and tell me what you feel, what you want, Ria. Tell me what you need."
I shook my head, and swallowed hard and stayed quiet. I didn't trust myself.
Kova reached up and pulled down one strap of my leotard. Chills broke out on my skin as he dragged his tongue from my shoulder to my ear. I arched into him. "It is okay…your body tells me what you want, and I plan to give it to you," he said, and tugged my lobe into his mouth.
I groaned and squeezed my eyes shut. A part of me wanted to say no, but I couldn’t form the word. My nipples strained against my leotard. I curled my fingers