Secrets

by Sapphire Knight

  Tate

  Chapter 8

  It’s Saturday morning when my phone starts ringing. I check it hoping it’s my little Красота. It’s Avery, weird. I didn’t think she’d actually ever use my number when we all traded numbers that first night. I only wanted Emily’s but thought it sounded better if we all traded, plus Cam got Avery’s number, too. Ha, not that he cares. He’s hung up on London right now. That probably won’t last long though, it never does with him. Most people think I’m a player, but in reality I only date a select few. I might get my dick sucked occasionally, but that doesn’t count.

  “Avery?” I answer, I usually just say “what” but it’s Emily’s friend so I’ll try to be nicer. I swear, if this is about Cam, I’m hanging up. I don’t do drama, I deal with enough shit from Konstantin, my father.

  “Oh thank god you answered, Tate, I wasn’t sure I’d get a hold of you before you guys came over.” She sounds like she’s talking low, almost whispering, she sounds rushed and a little panicky.

  “Okay, what’s going on, is Emily alright?” Of course Emily is my main concern. I don’t know what it is about her but I can’t seem to see her enough. She’s tiny, like a little lamb and just as stubborn as one. I don’t tell her that’s the reason I call her little lamb though. God, when she was sleeping next to me naked it was almost painful to lie next to her. My dick was so hard it could have chipped granite. My balls were so full, it’s like they were screaming at me to fill her up. My dick wants to own her sweet cunt, while I want to claim her as mine forever. I can’t wait until I can finally take her the way I want to.

  “She’s okay right now. God, she’s probably going to kill me when she finds out I called you about this. I told her to tell you what’s going on with her ex. He’s been leaving stuff in her hall, that calla lily you found? That was from him, I guess he left a chess piece at her door too and had ‘Check mate’ carved into it. Well, last night after you dropped us off we went into her apartment and it was covered everywhere with white rose petals and smelled strongly of men’s cologne. I thought she had gone catatonic, she just zoned out and London was bawling. At first I thought you had set it up and I couldn’t understand why everyone was so upset, but then London made Emily tell me what was going on. It’s bad, Tate, like really, really bad. She needs to let you help her. I told her you would, I know you care about her a lot. I know about you and your family. You can easily handle this problem with your connections. I haven’t said anything, that’s your secret to tell Emily when you’re ready. Plus, it’s not a goal in my life to piss off Russian Mafia. I told her you could help, but she doesn’t want to feel like she’s using you or for you to get hurt. She has such a good heart and doesn’t deserve the crap she’s had to deal with.” She talks so fast I barely understand everything she says.

  I’m not surprised Avery figured out my private life since we’ve gone to my club a few times. I’m glad she hasn’t told Emily though. I don’t think Emily could handle it to hear I’m a Boss. She thinks Nikoli’s my close friend, which he is, but he’s also my closest guard. Especially if she’s already dealing with issues from an ex, she’s not going to want to handle all the crazy shit I go through on the regular. It’s quiet right now, but it never stays quiet for long. It’s also very dangerous for her if anyone finds out I care about her, she could be used to get to me. It makes me feel so good inside she doesn’t want to use me and she wants to keep me safe. It tells me she really cares about me that she plans to keep this from me. However, she needs to confide in me so I can help her. I can take care of this without getting too involved or with the Odessa hearing much about it. I really don’t want my father involved or he will be requesting an engagement announced by me; ‘the next Big Boss needs to have a little wife at home’. Yeah, that shit will never fly with Emily. I refuse to let her push me away. I have to get her to tell me about this. She can be pissed all she wants, I’m going to take care of her.

  “Don’t worry, Avery, the Mafiya isn’t after you. You did the right thing by telling me. If anything else happens before she tells me about it, I need you to tell me right away. I’ll tell one of my boys to keep an eye out by Emily’s place. Make sure you girls keep the doors and windows locked when you’re in the house. I wish she had an alarm or the building had restricted access to guests. Try to get me as many details on this piece of trash as you can. I need to have descriptions in order for them to be able to keep an eye out. Does he have a Facebook account or something my guy can get his picture from?” My mind’s already going a million miles a minute thinking of everything I need to do to get this guy. At least Avery’s starting to calm down. My poor Красота, I bet she was a mess and I wasn’t there to comfort her. Dammit!

  “I don’t think so, he’s been in jail, and I guess he got out early. Emily pulled out a pistol last night and said she refuses to let him hurt her again. I can’t believe she has a freaking gun! He has hurt her really badly physically as well as emotionally and you know how little Emily is in the first place. She thinks he’s going to kill her this time; in fact, she’s sure of it. Plus all the messages point straight to death. He’s so creepy leaving these cryptic messages in the hallway. I’m really freaked out for her. I don’t want anything to happen to her.”

  “Alright, just try to stay with her so she’s not alone. I’ll pick up Nikoli and I’ll head over there with him and Cam. That fuck head won’t be touching my girl.” I hang up and I’m stewing inside. I don’t get it how some fuck can hurt Emily. She’s so sweet and cares about everyone. Hell, I was a total ass to her several times, she gives me attitude back but she forgives me so easily each time. You would be a fool to hurt someone like that. And to hear he physically hurt her? It makes me want to gut him. I’ll catch that fucker and I’ll break his knees first. I’ll teach him to not touch my Красота, and then I’ll gut him like the piece of shit filth pig he is. I’ll do this on my own. If I have to though, I’ll have every single member of the Odessa Mafia and Solntsevskaya Bratva looking for him if need be. He won’t get far, and then I’ll play with him. He’s a fucking mouse being hunted; he just doesn’t know it yet.

  We decide to circle around Emily’s apartment building a few times to see if anyone looks suspicious. We didn’t find anything, but that would have been too easy with Nikoli right there, to help me bag this filth up. I wonder how Emily would feel about maybe coming and staying with Cam and I until I take care of this problem. I’ll have to talk to her about it. Cam might be a trust fund kid but he trains with me. He can hold his own and is a pretty tough fucker. I know he would never let Emily get hurt if I weren’t around. That’s another thing to think about, if she does stay with us, she’s bound to find out. I try to keep my personal life away from business but we definitely talk about things that have to do with business at my house too.

  We make our way to the apartment and we can hear the girls from outside in the hall. It sounds like they are giggling about something in there. “…and then he put his tongue…”

  “That’s London; let’s go inside before I hear details I don’t want to hear!” I knock on the door loudly. I wouldn’t mind listening if it was Emily talking about me, but I’m not wanting to hear about Cam’s tongue skills. If it’s even Cam she’s talking about, who knows. They all appear in the doorway when Emily answers it. Good. I’m glad to see London and Avery are staying close to Emily.

  “Tsk, tsk, tsk, Emily, you should always ask who it is before you answer the door. What if I was some psycho?” I say this on purpose because I want to catch her reaction. It works; she sucks in her breath and turns pale when she processes what I say. Man, I’m such a dick, but I have my reasons.

  “What is it, baby, what’s wrong? You look upset,” I say as we walk inside the apartment. Emily only has one couch and a chair since her place is tiny. Nikoli sits next to Avery on the black couch and starts kissing all over her neck. They remind me of two teenagers. I’m glad Niko is getting a little down time, that guy is always f
ollowing me around, on alert. I do pay him pretty well to be my guard, but he must get bored sometimes. London sits on the chair and Cam sits on her lap and squishes her. She yelps and he finally lets her up and pulls her to sit on his lap. Both my boys seem to be a little taken with Emily’s friends. I’m glad but if it doesn’t work out¸ shit could get awkward. They better not fuck up my chances with Emily.

  I follow Emily into the kitchen. She’s trying to look busy but she’s shaking. She tries to hide it but I can definitely tell. I will protect you little lamb. I wish I could just hold her and tell her not to worry, that I will take care of it all but instead I have to pretend to be ignorant. Please talk to me, Красоtа (beauty), just let me in.

  “Hey, hey, my Красота, tell me what this is? Why do you look upset? What can I do?” I grab her wrists and pull her into me so I can wrap my arms around her. I didn’t mean to scare her, but I need her to open up to me. I love how her body fits to mine, it’s like we are two wires syncing together and creating an explosive charge. She fits to my chest as if she belongs there. I hope she sees it also. I know she feels something when we touch, she has to. I have never been so aware of a female in my life, it’s like she consumes me.

  “It’s nothing, Tate, just a stressful morning. I can deal with it though.” Ugh, don’t lie to me or withhold information. One of my biggest pet peeves; she will learn though with time that I’m here for her, not against her. She runs her hands around my sides until she feels my back. Her hands freeze and she looks at me questioningly. I know what she feels; it’s the tops of my 45 calibers. They aren’t too noticeable if you aren’t paying attention or looking for them. She only found them because she felt them. I always have two strapped on me for if I need to handle some business, and I plan to handle this trash if he comes back around. I didn’t become a Boss by being a pussy, and I take all threats seriously.

  “What on earth is this, Tate? Are you packin’?” She looks up at me with wide, curious eyes and I smile down at her. I love how short she is, she fits under my chin perfectly.

  “Yeah, baby, I had this weird feeling like someone was watching us so I brought a few of my favorite things with me today. Know anything about that?” I hate to lie to her but I’m not going to sell Avery out for doing the right thing and telling me. Now if only Emily will get that little extra nudge to open up. Maybe if she knows I’m carrying, she will feel safer.

  “I don’t know, Tate, just surprised you have weapons. You don’t strike me as the violent type.”

  “No, Emily, I am not violent to the people I care about, I cherish them and give them my heart.” Ugh, I shouldn’t have gone there. I know it’s too soon, but I couldn’t help it. I care about her a lot and she has to know it. Hell, everyone else can see it. I bend my head down and kiss her as passionately as I can, sucking on her lips and playing with her tongue. I love how she lets me control our kisses, she doesn’t try to overpower my tongue or take control. I wonder if she will let me take control in everything or if she will fight me for it occasionally. I can’t ever get enough of her taste. Her mouth is always cool and tastes of soda. God, she tastes so good, I wish I could just set her on this counter and taste all the other parts of her. I bet she tastes sweet all over. I bet I could have her writhing and wet by just using my tongue on her pert, silver dollar size nipples. I can’t wait to suck and nibble on her perfect tits.

  “Tate, let’s go to my room okay?” She grabs my hand and starts to pull me down her tiny hallway to her room. I think Nikoli’s apartment is even bigger than this place and he never stays there. We get to her room and I take it all in. She has light blue, sheer curtains, and a blue and grey comforter on the bed. I see we share the same likes in colors for our things. There’s no other furniture, it’s a small room but I’m assuming she hangs all her clothes in her closet. This bedroom is not helping the thoughts that were just running through my head. All I can imagine is having her hold onto that headboard while I take her from behind, occasionally giving her cute little ass a smack. I wonder if she would moan softly or scream out my name.

  “Please come here, Tate.” She sits on the edge of her mattress. I’m getting a chubby already, I can’t help it, we are in her bedroom and she’s on the bed for Christ’s sake. My dick is screaming at me to fuck her over and over until she gives in and realizes she’s all mine. As much as I would love to take her here, I won’t. I plan to take her when we don’t have any company. I’m going to make her scream my name repeatedly each time I make her come. I know she would be embarrassed if there were people around for our first time, and I want her to enjoy every single minute of it. I come to the bed and sit next to her. I put one arm around her and cradle her face with my other hand.

  “Yes, Красота? I am here. What can I do?” I look at her cute little mouth. Her top lip is a little bigger than her bottom lip. I could kiss her lips all day and be a happy man. She has little freckles on her nose and forehead. I place my hand on her cheek; it makes her look even more feminine to see her face cradled in my big hand. Her skin is soft and fair. I love touching her face. When I pull my hands away afterward it always feels as if she makes my skin softer.

  “I care about you, Tate, more than I probably should. I have so much chaos in my life and I don’t want to involve you, but I don’t want to let you go yet, either. I’m just not ready to.” I hope I can make it so she never lets me go. I lean in and kiss her. I’ve always taken control of what I want and she is no different. I try to hold myself back from her all the time, just so I don’t move too fast for her, but I’m tired of holding back the kisses and touches. I don’t think I can hold myself back anymore. She just sucks me in and makes me want her more and more each day.

  I lean her backward and thread one of my hands in her soft, shiny, blonde hair. I love how her hair feels in my fingers, like silk. I start to kiss down her throat. It’s such a sexy place on a woman and it never gets enough credit. I nibble on the base of her throat, but I hold back. I want to bite and suck and mark her as mine. That will come in time, right now I have to show her I will worship her as she deserves. She pushes me backward, did I do something wrong? She gives me a timid smile and takes her shirt off. That’s even better for me. I suck on her bottom lip and she starts breathing harder. I breathe her in, I can smell her. She’s turned on and I’m going to make sure she feels good. That’s it baby, open yourself up to me. Let me inside.

  “Бог, я хотел ебать Вы так плохо красоты (God, I want to fuck you so bad, beauty).” I start to murmur in Russian what I want to do to her. She thinks it’s sexy so I plan to tell her how bad I wish to fuck her. I kiss down her throat until I get to her cleavage. I leave her bra on but push it aside with my lips so I can get a taste of those perfect fucking nipples. God, her tits are so fucking gorgeous. She’s not small chested but just enough to fit in my hands comfortably. She fits me like she was made just for me. Her body lines up exactly where I want it against mine. I push my dick against her, she feels so fucking good and I want to be inside her so bad. She lets out a little moan and that’s my cue. It makes my cock rock hard and my balls feel so full they could explode. I run my hand down her abdomen and make my way toward her core. I suck on her left nipple and bite down lightly. She’s pulling my hair so she must enjoy it. I run my fingers through her swollen pussy lips and feel she’s soaked, it makes me wet to feel her so turned on. She puts her little hand inside my pants and grabs my cock, gripping it tightly. I feel like I’m going to erupt all over her fingers. I pull her yoga pants and thong down. I’m going to taste her. I’m going to eat this cunt so much I make her squirm and come all over my tongue. I kiss down her tummy and make my way to her clit. I suck on it and gently nibble. Emily tries to close her legs but I grab the back of her thighs and hold them open. She’s not going anywhere right now. She lets go of my cock and holds on to one of my forearms while the other is yanking the shit out of my hair. She can pull it hard, I like it. It makes me want to throw her up a
gainst a wall and fuck her. I lick up and down her pussy lips and lick small circles on her clit. She’s making little mewling sounds and it’s turning me on like crazy. I stick one then another finger in her as far as I can. Ride my fingers, baby, let me feel those sweet pussy juices. She’s so tight and her little pussy grips my fingers, sucking them inside her. She moves her hips as I pump them in and out of her. Ahhh…she’s getting wetter, so fucking sexy. I know she’s almost ready. I pull my fingers out and use the wetness to rub on her clit, she’s making little gasping sounds and saying my name mixed in with “oh God”. If she doesn’t come soon I’m going to fucking explode inside my pants. I stick my tongue in her core and move it around as I play with her clit. She’s so sweet, like honey and I just want to keep eating more of her. I feel starved. I keep my tongue as deep as possible inside her. When she comes I want it all in my mouth, every drop. She yells out and moves her hips, I feel her muscles contract and she gives me what I want. I lick all around her pussy thoroughly when she’s done, to make sure I get all of her juices. I wipe my face with my hand. I know I probably look like a mess. Fuck! She’s so hot and responsive to me. Man…the shit I’m going to do to her.

  “You good, baby?” I grin down at her. She’s so fucking cute. She’s lying on the bed looking like she just ran a marathon.

  “God, Tate, that felt amazing!” It makes me chuckle, she says this like she’s surprised. Did she not think I would please her? Ahh, just wait, little lamb, you will be pleased often.