Balance (Off Balance, #1)

by Lucia Franco

Kova leaned down and sensually nuzzled my neck, whispering, "When did this happen? Before or after I was deep inside your pussy and fucked you senseless? Did he touch you the way I did? Does he make you come like I can?" A gush of air burst from my lungs. My entire body was about to combust. "It's none of your damn business." With his eyes on my mouth, he pulled my face to his and crushed his mouth to mine. This was more than just a kiss. He kissed me with his entire being, surging into me. Kova’s hips pressed forcefully into mine and marked his territory, claiming me. I clutched his shirt in my fist, holding him tight, feeling his solid chest firmly pressed to mine as his mouth devoured me. I wanted Kova so badly, but I could tell he was holding back—and with reason. We were inside World Cup in broad daylight. Reaching between us, I slid my hand down to his hardness, and grasped him through his shorts. He tensed. "I want this again," I admitted against his mouth, tugging on his length and bottom lip at the same time. Kova pulled back and smirked, his emerald eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "Greedy little girl. I knew you would want it again."