I tried not to laugh but I couldn’t stop the giggle that escaped me. "Kova, I'm serious. I think something is wrong. It hasn't stopped ringing. I think you should get it."
Extending my leg in a straight line near our bodies, he leaned up on one elbow and loomed over me so he was on top. He grabbed my jaw and pushed all the way in. I inhaled.
"Think again. If you would rather I stop what I am doing right now to answer a fucking phone call, then you are not being fucked properly. The only thing I give a fuck about right now is your tight pussy and how I am going to fuck you senseless."
Kova leaned down and kissed me. His kisses got me every time. One touch of his tongue on mine and I was drunk on him, imagining filthy thoughts of things he could do to me that I would never speak out loud.
"I want to fuck until we both cannot walk. Why, why, why…only with you do I ever act like a goddamned savage." His face was a field of ruined emotions. "Only you…"
Holy. Shit. I blushed so hard my cheeks burned. Grabbing his jaw in both hands, I yanked his face down to mine and delved into his mouth. He moaned in response, I loved when he did that. It got me so hot. His phone rang and I pulled back, wide-eyed and worried. He narrowed his eyes and gave me a warning look. Kova sat back and put my leg on his shoulder, my other leg hung helplessly off the side of the couch. I was open to him. He reached between us with his free hand and I thought he was going to play with my tender clit, but he shocked me.
He placed his thumb to my ass and applied pressure as he rubbed the puckered little hole. I tried to pull my leg away to move, but he had a firm grip on it. My body convulsed and I shuddered around his cock, squeezing tighter. My hips flew up and my head whipped back, eyes rolling into the back of my head. I clawed for his chest but I couldn't reach. I yelled out. Wetness dripped from me. This was a different kind of pleasure that sent me into oblivion. I couldn’t think straight, not liking his fingers where they were, but unexpectedly wanting it even more.
"Still thinking about my fucking phone, Ria?" he asked, pushing on my little hole as he withdrew his dick, then slowly reentered me. He kept doing this, his cock sliding in and out, his finger teasing my hole, timing it perfectly. Whimpers and moans sounded from me. I didn't hold back. My clit throbbed. It was like two different kinds of pleasure, and I wanted it all, and more.
My teeth dug into my bottom lip, then I opened my mouth, but the only word that came out was his name in a breathless sigh.
I couldn't even open my eyes.
He snickered. "That is what I thought. Now reach back and grab the armrest. I want to see your tits bounce."
"Ko…Kova…" I couldn’t even muster his name.
"Look at these beautiful tits and the way they move as I fuck you. I bet I can fit my whole mouth over one. Your nipples are so red and hard…" A throaty laugh escaped him. His thumb massaged my back entrance and I let out a soft moan, liking the feeling way more than I should have. It was euphoric and erotic and forbidden, and everything I should not want. But I did. "I see you like when I play with your ass."
"No… Yes… No, oh fuck." I made no sense. Truth was, I did like it, but I was too embarrassed to admit that. All I knew was that I was about to come hard.
He leaned over me, his lips above my mine. "Remember the night I took your virginity?" I nodded at his wild eyes, the desire climbing inside me. It was a night I'd never forget. "Then you must remember when I played with this… How I used my tongue here." His thumb rubbed harder and faster. My hips surged into his. I nodded subtly, and he smiled ever so slowly as a groan slipped from his lips.
I’d loved it, I’d just never told him.
"Maybe I should push harder, to see how much you can take. Every time I push"—he applied more