Maid for the Mafia

**ROMANY**

I let Alex's words sink in as he continues to stroke my skin under my robe. His eyes are tethered to my lips, the pupils wide and black, swallowing all but a whisp of green.

"What does that mean, Alex? Because that sounded like a whole lot of suicidal bullshit to me," I whisper, eyeing him carefully.

He says, "Not suicidal, but if Antony disappears, the result will be the same. They will come for me, and they will find me."

Sliding my hands over his shoulders, I knead and massage him trying to relieve the stress I see in his eyes. The moment my fingertips dip between the grooves of his muscles, he groans, slipping one of his hands between my legs to cup my heat. His fingers toy with my clit, then plunge into my center, testing my wetness and strumming my core. He hums his approval as he continues to pump his fingers in and out of my slit.

"You are always so ready for me," he hisses. "Aren't you sore?"

I nod, glancing toward the front door. "Yes."

"Good," he says, still staring at my lips.

Before I even have a chance to protest, Alex suddenly shifts me onto the couch, maneuvering between my legs so that he can press me back into the cushions with his body. He is laying over the top of me now, staring down at me with an unfamiliar emotion clouding his eyes. "You will not be getting dressed today," he announces to me, grinding the front of his erection along the outside of my sex. The front of his pants create a different kind of friction and soon, I'm writhing beneath him.

"Alex," I whimper, arching up into his hips as he rhymically massages my core. My nails claw at the back of his neck as he unties my robe to reveal my naked body underneath. I reach down for his zipper, but he snatches my wrists in one hand and pins them above my head. Heat rages through me with the act and I glare at him through heavy lashes, my clit pulsing so sharply I gasp.

"You lied to me last night," he rasps, then leans forward to capture one of my nipples in his mouth. He sucks it in greedilly, swirling his tongue around and around before he releases it and moves on to the next. "You never should have said what you did." He bites down on my breast and I scream against the exquisite pain of it, even as he continues to nibble all the way up to my throat. "Should I punish you, angel?" He asks, bringing his lips to my ear for a moment before he resumes sucking on the flesh of my neck.

His free hand slides beneath me to pinch and squeeze my ass and I moan, my body shuddering against his. "I didn't lie," I whisper, turning my head to capture his earlobe between my teeth. He groans, lifting his head from my throat to stare down into my eyes. "I do lov-"

Before I can finish, he slams his lips down on mine, forcing his tongue deep inside my mouth and cutting off my words. He still has my wrists pinned above my head when I feel his other hand move between us to lower his pants. The weight of his shaft falls over my sex and I moan, the sound muffled by his lips on mine. Instead the instant penetration that I was expecting, Alex teases me, gliding his length up and down my folds exerting just enough pressure to set me on the edge of climax, but not over.

Ripping my mouth away from his, I turn my face to the side and pant for breath. Alex's continues the kiss, chasing my lips and swirling his tongue in circles over the corner of my bow. "Do you belong to me, angel?" he asks, his voice huskier than I've ever heard it.

I turn toward the fire of his eyes and study the twin wells of blackness between them. *Is that what he wants? For me to belong to him?* I shift my hips against his, grinding myself along the thick of his girth as he dips lower this time, inserting the head of his cock and then retreating to resume teasing me.

"Do you want me to?" I ask him, wanting to reach up and stroke the side of his face. Wriggling my wrists only causes him to tighten his grip on me and I let out a frustrated growl.

He chuckles, dropping the whole of his weight on top of me as he suddenly rears back and enters me without warning. He keeps my wrists pinned, his free hand going under my hips to keep me locked against him as he begins pumping himself inside of me.

I shout a half cry half moan, the sudden intrusion battering my already tender walls and causing me to go limp beneath him. His eyes fall closed as he grunts his pleasure, dropping his head down next to mine to whisper in my ear. "Lie to me, angel," he rasps, pounding into me harder and harder with every thrust. He sucks my earlobe between his teeth. "I want to hear you say it again."

My core tightens at his command, the wave of ecstasy climbing higher and higher as I bring my lips to his jaw to suck and kiss the bruise there. "I love you, Alex," I breathe out just before the wave crashes and my body goes careening over the edge. I lock up, my entire body tensing as he roars a moan into the side of my neck and plunges into me one last time before holding himself still inside of me, his hot seed flooding my core and soothing my walls.

Releasing my wrists, he lay panting on top of me and I bring my hands down to stroke his back, reveling in the way his muscles feel all around me. His mouth traces up over my jaw to my lips and he kisses me so gently that I tremble beneath him.

Propping himself up on his forearms, he stares down at me with dark, hooded eyes and says the one thing I never expected to hear. At least, not like this. "Get out."