I squeezed my eyes shut and shook my head. When the haze cleared and my heart rate steadied again, I tried to change the subject. "Why don't you ever tell me that you think I'm strong?"

He shrugged. "It is not my job to reassure you. If you have 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 around the collar of his shirt, I was so close to ripping it. I needed to feel his skin, to see if he was as hot as I was. He had to feel how wet I was, there was no way he didn't.

"You know I think you are strong," he whispered.

"Ohh, ah…it would just be nice to hear it occasionally. Tell me that you're proud of me, tell me you notice how hard I work."

I didn't know how I managed to get all that out.

"Believe me, malysh, I notice everything about you." Kova chuckled.

Pulling back, he forced me to look at him. His eyes blazed as hot as a roaring fire. His lips were plump and delectable, and I wanted to bite down on them when he drew closer.

"We have a very complicated relationship." His voice was hoarse against my lips as he pulled down my other strap, stopping just before my breasts fell out. "If I applaud you for your hard work, hard work the other elites are putting in as well, then you might slack hearing you did well. People succeed when they do not hear it because they push harder hoping for it. I hardly praise anyone. I need you focused and solid, just like I need all my gymnasts. There is a method to my madness, Ria." Kova paused and tilted his head to the side. "Do you trust me?"

I hesitated. Such a loaded question when it came to him. Never the less, I answered honestly.

"Yes."

He yanked down the top of my leotard and my breasts fell free. Cool air teased my nipples, causing them to bunch and pucker. Kova didn't look down though, he kept his eyes trained on mine.

"Do I give you what you need?" he asked.

In the gym? Yes. Right now? No. Like hell I was going to tell him he had me so worked up I wanted to have sex with him. I hadn't been this intimate with him since New Year’s Eve, not even in my hotel room last month where no one could see or hear a thing. Yet, here we were, in his office, where anyone could just walk in whenever they wanted. If I didn't know any better, I'd say Kova had a thing for living on the wild side and thrived on getting caught. Maybe an exhibitionist was hiding in there.

Maybe I did too.

I swallowed hard and met his dark gaze under his hat. His nostrils flared. His hand reached out and palmed my breast. I sucked in an audible breath and stretched up on my tippy-toes at the pressure he applied, and almost came. But when his fingers danced across my nipple, tugging on the rosy bud, I lost all common sense.

Spinning his hat around so it was backwards, I pulled his face to mine and attacked his mouth.

"Good girl." He grinned against my lips. I tried to wiggle my legs out from between his thighs so I could climb him, but he wouldn't let me. My attempt turned into me riding his length over his shorts, panting as I did. The pressure and force were too much to bear. Moisture coated my skin. I was about to combust.

"You are so wet I can feel it through our clothes," Kova growled into my mouth. I bit and pulled and sucked on his tongue like a starved animal. Grabbing the hem of his shirt, I tore it up his body and ripped it off him. His hands were back on my breasts, massaging and kneading them. My eyes rolled shut, and my hands roamed his firm chest, down his abs, over each sharp muscle until I reached his hard pecs. Kova was so strong and virile. It'd been too long since I had sex, and I needed it desperately. I didn't realize how badly until now.

I whimpered, wiggling again, but he didn't move. "Kova, please, let go."

"No, you are going to come like this, riding my dick. Then I am going to fuck you."

"Fuck…" I tested the word on my tongue and shook my head. "Fucking is definitely a bad idea."

"I am getting back inside your pussy, malysh. It has been too long."

Well. Shit.

My lips parted and my eyes glazed over when he spoke like that. Reaching forward with my mouth, I bit down on his nipple. Hard. His cock twitched and Kova flinched. His hand flew to the back of my head and tugged on my hair. He tried to pull me away, but I bit down harder and ran my tongue in circles over the bite mark.

Kova moaned. I couldn't believe he moaned from nipple play. Another thing he shared with me without realizing it. My hands scratched and pulled at his flesh without a care in the world from the orgasm rising inside me. I wanted to break his skin, score it with my nails and teeth, mark my territory. The power he had on me, restricting my movement, heightened everything. I throbbed with need.

I bit down hard and a metallic taste filled my mouth. There was something about Kova that turned me into a savage.

"Ohhhhh, malysh," he moaned, "bite harder." Kova thrust his hips up and I cried out, my teeth locking down. A growl vibrated in his chest. "I can feel your wetness, your pussy pulsating… I cannot wait to be deep inside you, to blow all over you."

"Kova, please." I didn't even know what I was begging for, but I was panting harder and harder as the pleasure rose and rose, and then I saw stars. My head whipped back and I tried to rub myself into him as I orgasmed so hard I couldn’t see straight. His cock was swollen and wide and it felt divine like this. I'd never come in this position before, but between the width of his dick and the extremely little space I had between my hips, I cried out in absolute bliss.

"That is it," he gritted. "Let me hear you."

Just as I finished, Kova loosened his hold and spread his legs. He ripped the leo completely off me as I tugged his shorts down and his cock sprang free. It was magnificent and beautiful and already dripping…and bare. I knew I should've told him to wear a condom, especially after everything that went down between us, but I couldn't, not when I was this far gone in the heat of the moment.

I didn't give him any time. I climbed his body and he gripped my hips, guiding me over him. He slid his hands down to my ass and impaled me hard and fast. Our lips collided and I screamed into his mouth. Despite the orgasm I just had, I was tender and it hurt. He freed a hand and held the back of my neck, holding me to him as he swallowed my scream. It'd been months since I had Kova inside me and it felt like I was a damn virgin all over again.

"You are so tight, baby." He breathed against my mouth. "Do not fucking move or I will tear you up."

I didn't move. He shoved my hips down and I went willingly, melting over him and tearing a little bit. I clenched, and he twitched in response. He rolled his pelvis into mine, hard and hot, barely moving his hips, so I got both his cock inside hitting the back of my pussy and the pleasure on my clit at the same time. I bit his shoulder and lapped at him with my tongue. I'd never bitten anyone before and I couldn't stop myself from doing it. He brought it out in me.

I rubbed myself on him. Kova tilted his head back just a bit. Our eyes locked. He lowered his eyelashes halfway and the brilliant green of his eyes glowed with sensuality and forbidden thoughts.

"I know what it is you want," he whispered as he slowly thrusted in and out of me. I was so damn tight, I could feel every inch of him, every groove, every vein. A hot breath escaped me. "I always know, Ria. Let me give you what you need. I just need you to trust me."

I pulled up, then slammed down, and panted against his lips. "Trusting you terrifies me. You broke that trust once." I had to figure out a way to keep my emotions out of this. I couldn’t trust him not to hurt me again.

His pupils dilated, hurt flashed in his eyes but it was gone as quickly as it appeared.

Kova's calloused hand skimmed up my side. My body heated and I tried desperately not to show how much his touch affected me. Without pulling out of me, he carried me to his couch and sat down. He tilted my head up until I looked straight into his eyes. "Ride me hard and fuck me good, Ria. The way I fuck you. Let me inside."

All air left my lungs. I'd never heard a guy say that before and for some ungodly reason, I wanted to give him what he asked for. Between his Russian accent and flushed cheeks, he could have anything he wanted.

Except… I bit my bottom lip and chewed on it. I didn't exactly know how to ride anyone. I assumed it was a specific position or a speed or something. Kova noticed the lost look on my face and took the initiative. He grabbed my wrists and placed my hands on his chest, then the back of his knuckles dragged along my bikini line before he gripped my hips roughly and guided me up, then rolled my hips under to get that delicious friction when I came down. God, it felt so good, I moaned. He could just keep doing this. It was too good. My stomach dipped and I held my breath. I loved his hands on me. Like he wanted them there as much as I did, like he couldn't get enough of touching me. He showed me the pace he wanted and when he let go, I continued, but I didn’t go all the way down, it hurt a little for that.

His hands palmed my breasts. Then he pinched my nipples so hard my mouth fell open and a breathy moan escaped me again, somewhere lost between pain and ecstasy. Fire zipped through my body. I almost asked him to stop, but he let up, somehow knowing just how far to go. I clenched his cock with my inner muscles, both from the pain and mind-blowing pleasure only he could give me. His head arched back. His eyes were dark and hooded. I glanced away and smiled, liking the satisfied look on him and knowing I gave it to him.

"Just like that… You feel so fucking incredible."

Another husky sigh rolled off my lips. "I've never done it like this before… Where I'm on top. It feels different…better than being on the bottom."

His eyes flared. "I would sure hope not, Adrianna. You better have not had anyone else's cock but mine."

A devious surge sparked in me, my opening to play with him. To give him what only I knew he wanted. A sly smile graced my face. I didn't know why I got off on taunting him, especially while he was inside me, but I did. I loved it. I fed off it, and I know he did too. It just heightened the pleasure for both of us.

A deceitful honeyed giggle fell from my lips. I smirked and my eyes grew heavy, alluding there was more going on than he knew.

I hadn't been with anyone else but him, but he didn't need to know that.

Kova sat up and roughly gripped the back of my neck while his other arm circled me. He held me down on his cock until he was balls deep—I could feel them between my ass. My breathing deepened as I felt him jerk inside me.

"Do not taunt me. You know how much I like it." He slowly thrusted his cock into me, inch by inch.

I panted into his mouth. "It’s not taunting when it's the truth."

"Adrianna," he warned, thrusting hard. I gasped, my eyes closing. I never wanted this feeling to end.

"You can't possibly think I'll only ever have one dick for the rest of my life," I said, rising up and coming all the way down, and holding it. My pussy clenched again, trying to adjust to his width. "Not when it can feel like this…" I moaned again, rocking back and forth, feeling my orgasm climbing higher and higher. With his hold on me, I leaned back and palmed his knees behind me. I grinded my hips so hard, my clit could feel it. Kova was a poison, a drug. He made me wanton and untamed. I became someone I didn't know, but most of all, he made me feel desired and sexy, and I was realizing that I craved that feeling.

"I guess that is fair." He bit my breast, then soothed it with his tongue. "You might be the tightest pussy I will ever have, but we both know you are not the only pussy I will ever have, not tonight at least," he growled and thrusted so deep I was certain he hit the back of my cervix.

"You're such a fuck, you know that?" I tried to get up and slapped his hand away. He snickered and dropped his face to my neck, his stubble grazing my skin.

"What, malysh, only you can play the game? You asked for it, I gave it to you. Do not act like you are hurt."

He was right, I did ask for it, and the truth stung. I may not be the only pussy he’d ever have, but it was my pussy currently wrapped around his cock. My body he was beneath. My teeth and nail marks that reddened his skin—have fun explaining those to your girlfriend.

"Why are we having sex?"

"Why the fuck not," he retorted, pushing hard into me. "You want me, I want you. End of story. Now shut up."

I shook my head in disbelief. He was such an arrogant asshole, and I realized he’d never change.

"News flash, I still don’t trust you. Truth is, I can't. What the fuck was I thinking? You have a girlfriend," I spat.

Fire ignited so bright inside me I was ready to shatter. My heart pounded, as well as a throb on the side of my head. I wasn't sure where that came from or why, maybe pent up resentment I had toward him I hadn't realized I was harboring. It wasn't often I exploded like that, I was usually good at curbing my emotions. But it took a six foot plus Russian with hella good looks and a dick attitude to set me off.

"You’re an asshole."