A buzzing sound resonated in the background. I nestled deeper into sleep, swathed in warmth, and feeling so incredibly good I didn't want to wake up; but the sound grew closer and closer and music played until I had no choice but to open my eyes.

I was confused by my surroundings. My mind fuzzy, eyes shadowy. I looked down at the weight pressed upon me…and everything came roaring back.

What time was it? When did we fall asleep? Was it the next day? Where were my clothes?

Then I remembered I’d only had a leo on, and it was now on 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."

He grunted and continued to pump into me. "Fuck the phone."

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 pressure to my sensitive hole—"your pussy squeezes my cock. Ah, it makes me want to do filthy things to you."

I was panting so hard, my chest rising and falling. I was close to the brink of insanity.

"No. Too much. Please."

His hips undulated into me with precision, thrusting slow and hard. His body rolled in the most delicious way. His abs contracted. He made little sounds himself and I never wanted him to stop. The pleasure was too divine, to the extreme, and damn good. He pulled his hand back, licked his finger, and placed it back at my hole.

Our eyes locked and I let him see what I desired, what I craved, hoping he could read my thoughts and give me what I couldn’t say aloud.

Kova slowly pulled out of me and I started to protest, when he reached under my waist and flipped me around. I grabbed onto the armrest to steady myself and he hiked my hips up so I was on my knees. I glanced over my shoulder. Kova stood like a Greek god behind me with one foot on the floor next to the couch and his other leg bent right behind me.

"Turn around," he ordered, his voice thick and husky. With his palms spread out on my lower back, he slid them higher with pressure along my spine, pushing my chest to the couch. "Arch your back. Yes, like that." He leaned in, his long erection grazing my inner thigh while his hands skimmed around to cup my breasts. His chest was pressed to my back and I gripped the armrest as he played with my nipples.

Kova slid one hand lower to my sex. I pushed my hips back into him when he found my clit and drew little circles around the tender bud. I drew in a breath and angled my face toward his, searching for his mouth. He kissed me, nibbling my lip, then broke the kiss and pressed his mouth to my back, nipping my skin as he made his way down. Tiny little sparks of passion pulsed in my clit with each bite.

I was breathless for this man.

Using his hand, Kova tapped my hip. Hot with need, warmth seeped down my inner thigh when I spread my legs apart. My cheeks flamed from embarrassment. Kova gripped my hips and rotated them back, then his tongue was flat on the inside of my leg, licking up the wetness dripping from me.

I gasped in surprise. I would have died of mortification if I wasn’t so curious as to what he would do next.

His warm tongue trailed upward to my pussy, where he licked me from top to bottom. I moaned, which in turn made Kova growl.

"Oh…do that again, please," I asked. He did, and released another growl. I felt the vibration on my sex. My legs quivered with desire. A heavy amount of fluid dripped from me and Kova made sure to lick every bit up. My ass pressed into his face, and I didn't care one bit. His palms covered each butt cheek and spread them apart. I froze for a moment, equally anxious and excited.

I had a feeling I knew where he was going, and the thought made my knees shake with desire.

With his tongue flat to my center, he swiped up and slid it into my pussy. I let out a cry, pushing even more into his face as his tongue stroked me on the inside, curling and sliding. Kova's mouth closed around my sensitive lips and his teeth grazed my tender flesh, and bit down. Instinctively, I swung back with my hand, but he caught my wrist and wrenched my arm behind me and held it down to my lower back, just as his tongue made contact with my ass. My eyes rolled shut and my body turned to putty as his magic tongue rubbed against the little hole. I moaned, not hiding how I felt about this, and opened my body to him, eagerly pushing my ass into his face.

"Please," was all I said. He didn't stop. Not when he slipped two fingers into my pussy and stroked me the way he kissed my ass. He went to town, pleasing me and showing me just how much he enjoyed what he was doing.

Kova was a giver.

He pulled his mouth away but left his fingers inside me. I whimpered and wiggled my ass in the air. Kova chuckled, and gently rubbed my butt cheek. Before I realized what he was doing, he lifted his palm and brought it back down and smacked my ass. Not once, not twice, but three times, his thumb and fingers stroking my pussy as he did.

"Again," I asked and gripped the couch. My hips surged back. He smacked me again, and this time I almost came.

"How do you do it?" I asked breathlessly. I could feel myself pulsating and on the verge of letting go. "How do you bring me so high and make me feel so good?"

He slipped his fingers out and flipped me back around. Our eyes met and something snapped into place. My body opened to him immediately and his fingers were back on my clit, pinching the pink bud, his other hand stroking his heavy cock. He positioned himself at my entrance and I raised my hips to him.

The room stood still as we stared at each other. "I know what my girl likes. I always know what she likes, even when she cannot admit it to me."

He pushed the tip of his cock into my pussy and my eyes widened thinking about what he said. He did know me, sometimes better than I knew myself.

"Tell me, Ria," he said, thrusting all the way in, then he pulled out and slowly pushed back in. His hips rocked back and forth and I clenched around his thickness and sighed. "I know how much you love my tongue on your tight ass, but what would you do if I put my cock there?"

My back arched, and my body shivered with need. The thought sent me over the edge. "Oh my God, Kova. I'm gonna come. I'm gonna come. I'm gonna come. Don't stop."

"Tell me when you finish completely so I can pull out. I am going to come all over your sweet pussy while you think about all the filthy things you want me to do to you that you cannot admit to."

I clenched my thighs and shook my head. "Don't you dare pull out."

"Fuck!" His dick jerked. "Do not say that to me. I have to pull out."

My pussy pulsated as the orgasm climbed higher. A faint sound echoed in the distance but I couldn't focus on it, not while his fingers were playing with my ass. I didn't want him to stop, I wanted us to come together, and I wanted us to come hard. I wanted to feel him shoot his load inside me, feel it seep out, feel him throb, and watch his face as he experienced sheer bliss with me.

I locked eyes with Kova, his face was flushed, like I knew mine was. His lips were swollen and his eyes were lost in a dark cave of desire. I licked my fingers, and he watched as I brought them to my clit and rubbed. I widened my hips and wiggled my ass on his fingers, whispering for more as his eyes stayed fixated on my hand. He pushed just enough for the tip of his finger to enter my ass.

It was all too much and I wasn't prepared for the euphoria that shot through me.

I cried out. Tears fell from my eyes. I'd never had an orgasm like this before. Kova grabbed my hip. "I… I am…" I couldn't find words. I was lost to sensation. My pussy throbbed, quivered, and I was two seconds from coming hard.

"Give it to me," Kova demanded, leaning over me. His finger pushing in more, but not too much. "Oh shit, Ria, you are squeezing so tight… I need to pull out."

I couldn’t let him do that. It was irrational but I was too far gone to think. Too addicted to what he was giving me. Too obsessed. I needed to feel this moment with him, in me, touching both entrances.

Reaching up so quickly, I pulled his face to mine and bit down on his lip. He fell onto my chest and I locked my ankles around his back and dug my heels in. I loved his weight on me. There was so much fluid between us. My inner thighs were slippery with it and I knew his were too.

"Finish with me. I need to feel it," I said against his mouth.

He clenched his eyes shut, fighting it. "No."

"Yes," I countered. "Come inside me."

"No…" he said, so full of pleasure and desire.

I scored his back with my nails and bit his chest and pulled his hair. He was going to need to be covered up by the time I was done with him. I sucked his neck and pulled away with a pop. I didn’t know who I was anymore.

He groaned. "Oh God, why are you doing this to me?"

"I gave you a hickey." I bit where I sucked.

Kova surged forward and I met his thrusts with mine. We grunted with each drive. I yanked his hair and twirled my tongue with his, just barely, making him work for it, as I pulled his hair even more. He was like a starving animal. His pace sped up and his hand wrapped around my throat. I huffed, pushing my breasts to his chest as he hit the right spot when I lifted my hips off the couch.

"Right there," I said, nearly choking myself. "It feels so good right there."

"Fuck… I feel it. I am so deep. Holy shit, I cannot stop."

Our hips slammed together. I tightened my ankles around his back, and I licked the shell of his ear and moaned.

He didn't hesitate. I didn't expect the force. Or the pleasure that followed either. "Fuck!" His voice thundered.

I gasped, throbbing, and coming so hard. My eyes rolled shut as Kova applied pressure to my neck. He roared and pulled his hand away from my ass, and gripped the armrest next to my head, using it to push off and drive into me as he pumped his hips hard against mine, and released inside me.

"I can feel you coming in me," I said, rubbing myself all over him.

"I…cannot…stop… You are mine and only mine." He wrapped his arms around my back and grasped my neck and lower back as he pushed off the couch and drove into me like a fucking pro.

"Only you, Ria," he groaned, "only you. I cannot live without you or this feeling you bring me. I want to be in you every day, all day, for the rest of my life. I want to wake up next to you, make you only mine, and do this every fucking day. This is heaven. You are my everything."

His voice broke and my heart shattered at the conviction and desire he shouldn't feel but did. Kova's head reared back, a vein protruded from his neck as we exploded together, crashing into oblivion.

Kova fell on top of me and gave me all his weight. I pulled his body close to mine and wrapped my arms around his back, and lazily dragged my nails over him. His cock twitched, still inside me.

"Is this normal?" My voice cracked.

"What?" he asked, not moving. My heart was racing, I could feel his heart beating against my chest.

"When two people connect so deeply when they have sex, is this normal? I feel like I'm on another dimension when I'm with you."

Kova looked at me. "No, it is not. It is not normal at all," he said with such genuine sincerity I knew he wasn’t lying.

"Have you…" I glanced away for a second and licked my parched lips. "Have you ever felt like that with anyone else?"

I swallowed, not sure I should've asked that. He used his finger to trace over my lips. "No, never. Only you."

My eyes shot to his. "Really?"

He nodded. "Only you, Ria. Why do you think I cannot get enough? I have never felt like this with anyone else, and I do not know was it even is. All I know is that I am hooked on all of you. Hooked on your body, hooked on your smile, hooked on your personality, hooked on your ambition, hooked on you. I can only hope you feel the same way."

"Yes," I said softly.

Leaning forward, Kova licked his lips before he pressed them to mine and kissed me. But this wasn't any regular kiss. It was a kiss that wrapped around my soul and embraced the worst and best parts of me.

He kissed me like he loved me.

Pulling back, Kova stared at me with nothing but raw affection. The ache in his gaze rendered me speechless and I found myself staring back. In the stillness of his office with our naked bodies pressed together, he studied me for a long moment. He reached forward and brushed back the strands of hair that stuck to my mouth.

His jaw was propped on his fist as his eyes lovingly roamed my face. A lyrical melody of Russian filled the space between us, like he was singing me a song. With my heart in my throat, I didn't do anything other than blink and listen. He spoke softly, intimately, grazing my cheek with the back of his finger. I watched his mouth move, his tongue tapped his teeth between words. His brows furrowed and thin lines creased the corners of his eyes as he spoke. A dozen emotions crossed his face. This was his vulnerable side, a side of him I was not often privy to. Only when the layers peeled back, and I got to the core of him, was I rewarded with juicy little seeds I coveted for myself.

Our small moment of closeness broke at the sound of Kova's cell phone ringing again. He droned on about not wanting to answer the phone, but he rolled off me with a content smile. As he stood, I took in his magnificent back and round ass until I saw all the marks I left on him.

I hissed. There was no way he was going to be able to hide them from Katja, or the hickey that I stupidly gave him.

Shit. Shit. Shit.

He turned around on his heels with his phone cradled in his hand, distress spanning his face. He looked up. His Adam's apple bobbed and he sputtered, "Get your stuff now, Adrianna."

I froze. Immobile. The unnerving tone of his voice sent chills down my spine.

"Adrianna. Now. Get your stuff, now!" he yelled as a flash of light traveled across the windows.

"What's going on?" I asked as I shot up.

His wide eyes scanned the floor. Kova threw his shirt on, and said, "Katja is on her way."

"What!" I panicked and picked up my leotard. "I told you to answer the phone before!"

"Let us not discuss that again. Hurry up and get your stuff."

There was no way I was going to be able to get the leotard on right now, so I held it to my chest and walked to the door. I turned the knob and the door creaked open a sliver.

"Konstantin!" I froze at the sound of Katja’s shrieking voice echoing down the hall. Her shoes slapped against the tiled floor.

My blood turned ice cold.

The world faded around me and the walls closed in. This was it.

Call me naive, but I truly never thought we'd get caught. I thought we’d been careful. I thought we had put up the perfect pretense and disguised our attraction to each other well.

Maybe we had, and nothing could've prepared us for someone catching us. Just like when Hayden had caught us.

I backed up and turned to face Kova, who was fully dressed. She's here, I mouthed, terrified and on the verge of vomiting. His eyes widened and he grabbed my shoulders to scan the office for a place for me to hide. He didn't have a closet, or a personal bathroom.

There was nowhere for me to go.

Katja's fearful voice echoed in the distance, but much closer this time.

I was trapped. We were trapped… Until my eyes fell on his desk that was enclosed all the way around.