Balance (Off Balance, #1)

by Lucia Franco

Fuck. He was teasing me. The pressure and strength of his hand, his fingers resting low, felt so hot, I wanted him to touch me harder, grind his palm against my throbbing— "Yes…" I sighed, loving what he was doing. It was like he read my mind. "That feels so good. Just like that." Kova paused. "What does?" Breathing heavily, I answered him honestly. "Your hand, how hard you're pushing on me. Soft touches are nice, but this feels a whole lot better. And I like when you hold my legs open." My hips rolled against his hand to show him and I spread my legs wider. "Do you have any idea what you are saying?" Kova's eyes darkened. They were heavy from arousal, and his body tensed. He shook his head like he was fighting with himself to find the right words. "I like when you tell me what you want me to do. It is intoxicatingly powerful to know I make you feel so good." I looked deep into his eyes so he'd know my words rang true. "You make me feel better than good, Kova." "You are playing with fire." "What do you mean?" "Oh, malysh," he laughed throatily. Kova withdrew his hand, and reached behind his head and pulled off his shirt. "Let me show you." The mattress dipped as Kova crawled over me on his knees. My fingers traced his granite-like abs, every indentation and every grove that carved his stomach was not missed. He drew an audible breath as my palms skimmed his firm chest and over his nipples. My fingers glided across the sharpness in his shoulders. Dropping his weight on me, ...