the floor. Heart racing in my throat, I tried to sit up, but Kova locked his arm around me. He pressed tighter, his erection straining against my butt. Warmth surged through me for a moment but I was able to block it out.
"Hmmm…" He nuzzled against my neck, licking me and wrapping his lips around my fevered flesh. Pushing his thigh between mine, he said, "Malysh," and I had to wonder if he knew it was me and not Katja. His fingers were still inside my wet pussy, his other hand cupping my breast, and the head of his penis pressed into my ass.
I elbowed him. That was a one-way street.
His phone rang again, but he didn't hear it. My heart pounded in my ears, it had to be Katja calling him, but Kova was in a bottomless slumber; I had to think quick how to wake him up.
"Kova," I whispered, nudging him again. Either this man could sleep like the dead or he was seriously exhausted. I looked over my shoulder and saw his eyes were closed and not moving.
His fingers pinched my nipple too hard and I reared back, my ass pressing into him, which caused his head to press at my puckered hole. His phone rang again.
"Kova," I said, swallowing hard. I could hardly find my voice, my nerves were sky high. If Kova didn't answer, I could bet she'd drive over here looking for him. I would if I were her.
A guttural moan escaped Kova's parted lips. Low and deep, the sound came from his chest, and it was sexy as hell. But then he uttered a name I never expected to hear while he was sleeping, and I almost died. Died.
"Adrianna." He pushed his cock harder at my ass. I froze in shock. There was no way in hell I was allowing him to stick his dick there, but more importantly, he said my name. Not Katja's.
I had to wonder if he’d said my name in the past while sleeping next to her.
Lapping the curve of my neck, Kova breathed hot air across my skin before he bit down and latched on.
I shivered, my back bowed, and I moved just enough so his cock wasn't in my ass.
His phone rang again.
Sharp teeth bit down and broke my skin as he rocked against me so seductively I couldn't stop the moan from falling from my lips. He held me with his mouth as his dick pressed against my entrance, right where his fingers were. He removed his fingers then pushed the tip in and my body surged with lazy warmth. I lifted my leg and placed it on top of his, driving my hips back. Another new angle for me that brought me more ecstasy than the last. Chills danced through my entire body from the smooth glide. No pain, just pleasure, and a perfect fit. My eyes rolled shut and I sank into him.
Kova held still, his body tensed, and for a split second I thought he was going to unleash on me.
"Kova," I murmured. He reared his hips back and then slammed into me with a grunt. I was using his arm as a pillow and turned my head to bite down.
His phone rang yet again and anxiety shot down my spine. My stomach knotted with fear that something bad was about to happen.
"Kova," I said louder, but it came out as a moan. How the hell he fucked this good in his sleep was beyond me. His mouth loosened on my neck and his hand that cupped my breast slid to my throat. His fingers wrapped around and applied pressure. I swallowed and steadied myself for what I knew was coming.
My heart raced with excitement. I couldn't fucking wait.
His grip around my neck grew tighter, and he pumped harder. He pulled on my knee, yanking my leg back to my chest to settle deeper in me.
I almost orgasmed from this new angle.
"Malysh…" he said, his hips an unadulterated wave of giving and taking. He surged in, my legs trembled, and my toes curled under. Nails clawing and elbows connecting with his ribs, I bit down harder than ever and yelled his name over his ringing phone.
Kova stiffened. "There is no better way to wake up than with you in my arms. I wish I could wake up like this every day." His voice was rough from sleep.
I blinked in surprise at his admission. "Your phone has been ringing nonstop."