“Roommates are people who live together as friends, but not more.”
“Two girls from the club who live together are not only friends.”
Alexei smiles. “How do you know that?”
“I heared them.”
“Heard them.”
“Yes, I heard them. Lovers, definitely.”
“They live together as more than roommates then. If I asked one of them, ‘who do you live with?’ she would only say ‘a roommate’ if she didn’t want people to know the other girl was her girlfriend. Otherwise, she’d say, ‘I live with my girlfriend.’”
“Roommates means no sex?”
“Right. It’s usually platonic, not sexual.”
Now I understand the unhappy face he made. “And this does not suit you? Having me as roommate?”
“No. Would it suit you to have me as a roommate?”
I shake my head. “I should be your girlfriend. I think we both know this.”
He leans his face closer. “Give me a kiss,kiska.”
“Do you saykiskabecause this is cute name for girlfriend? Or you call me this as name for kitten girl you own?”
“Both.”
“Hmm.” My fingers touch the edge of his mouth, which is swollen from his latest fight. “A kiss may hurt you.”
“I don’t care.”
He pulls me onto his lap, and I slide my arms around his neck. Then I kiss him softly. Even injured, his lips are perfect for kissing.
His fingers slide my dress’s zipper down. “Take off your dress, and come to bed with me.”
His body is so big and strong. I am very attracted to the idea, but I hesitate.
“What?” he asks.
Nerves make my belly flutter, even though between my legs I throb with excitement. I lick my lips and give him another kiss.
“Are you scared,kiska?”
I shake my head, but it’s a lie. He’s huge. It may not go well for me tonight. “Well… perhaps I am little bit scared.” I bite the tip of my thumb, then my fingers touch the many bruises on his chest and stomach. “This is silly to say to you, I think.”
“No, it’s all right. You should tell me the truth.” He kisses me again, then lifts me as he stands up. He sets me on my feet. “Take off your dress at least and lie down with me.” He gets on the bed and waits.
I gather my courage and slide the dress from my body. Now we’re both nearly naked. I crawl onto the bed with him.
He rolls toward me, and one of his hands grips my hip, toying with the elastic of my panties. “In life, you can be my girlfriend, but in bed, you’ll always be my kitten.” He kisses me slowly, his tongue teasing me. “I think a part of you needs to be owned.”
His voice is low and rough, and it makes me dripping wet between my legs. With his strong fingers, he teases my slit through the fabric. I twist against his hand, wanting more pressure. Alexei bites my lower lip and then licks it.
“Take off your panties, and spread your legs.”
Excitement steals my breath. “You’ll use your mouth?”
