Russian Roulette (Russkaya Mafiya) by Sapphire Knight Read Free Book Online Page B

once—I’ve never enjoyed being controlled before.
    Tate screams ‘dominate’ to me and it almost pulls me to him, versus pushing me away as one would think. It’s like my body craves someone who can take away all of my worries for once. This is a man who brings out something primal, from deep inside of me.
    He leans in so close, our lips are almost touching. His breath coming out in short little pants, washing over my lips. With each warm breath, my pussy clenches. I inhale deeply and can taste the mint from his breath. No matter how hard I seem to fight against wanting to like him, my body calls to his. It’s never reacted like this with anyone before, like it’s found its match.
    In a softer voice he says, “Baby, Krasaaveetsa means ‘beauty’.” Tate’s lips graze mine as he speaks, “I find you so fucking beautiful, you don’t even realize.” The last words come out as a whisper.
    After he says it I nip at his bottom lip a little. That does it. Next thing I know he is kissing me softly, almost testing my lips out. It’s like he’s memorizing the flavor, the texture, the wetness.
    Tate’s mouth is cool and fresh and his lips are so soft. I let out a little moan, as his tongue tangles with mine. I can’t help it—he has me so wound up.
    He pulls back and looks into my eyes, he nudges my nose softly with his, then slams his mouth onto mine. This is it. This is where he owns me.
    I pull myself up his body as he kisses me feverishly, wrapping my legs around his waist and threading my hands in his hair. It’s just long enough for me to wind my fingers in for a grip and pull it.
    He lets out a growl and puts one arm under my ass to hold me up, even closer to him. His other hand has a firm—but not painful—grip on the nape of my neck. Tate lets me know that he is in control of this kiss. I’m just the lucky participant to be receiving a kiss like this. And fuck, do I feel lucky right now, my body burns for his.
    We’re rudely interrupted by a cheery Avery, “Hey, love birds! We figured the night was probably done when y’all took off outside.”
    At Avery’s mischievous sounding voice, Tate pulls away from me and slowly sets me back on the ground. He gazes at me, eyes lit up full of need with each movement I make. We don’t break eye contact the entire time, almost as if we’re in our own little bubble and everything else is just static. I don’t think either one of us expected that kiss to be so charged.
    Thank God Avery interrupted us when she did. We would probably be missing some clothes right now if she hadn’t. I know I wanted to try out a one-night stand tonight, but not with Tate. Things could get way too messy with him.
    After everything I just went through and having to start over, I wouldn’t survive if I let Tate have me and then he decided he was done with me. I know that would happen; he’d get bored and move on. In return, I’d be left broken in a whole new way.
    Avery and Cameron hop in the SUV while Tate opens my door for me. He nods at the guys in front of the door and they wave back. Geez, I bet they got an eye full, I had completely forgotten they were even over there.
    The ride home is pretty quiet. Tate and I both seem to be lost in our own thoughts. We arrive at my apartment first.
    “I’ll walk you up?” Tate turns to me.
    “No, it’s fine; I’ll make it in okay. Thank you for dropping me off.” I shoot him a small smile and turn to the back, “Bye, Cameron. Avery, babe, I’ll text you. Night y’all.”
    I jump out and close the door before Tate can even undo his seatbelt. I don’t have the energy to battle with him about that kiss.
    I leisurely make my way up to my tiny apartment, playing the night over in my head. I never would have guessed Tate and I would have that kind of chemistry. The sex—well, the sex—would be insane.
    As I get closer to the blue front door, there’s a chess piece. It looks like a king that’s been laid on its side. There’s