Maid for the Mafia by Jaylee

Fire

**ROMANY**

I wasn't sure if I heard him correctly for a moment. Everything around me seemed to be meshing... warping from one thing to the next. I had to clamp my eyes closed a few times to be sure of what I was seeing. "Look at me," Alex said from his seat. "Get down on your knees," he snapped, holding a glass of water in one hand.

I did as told, dropping so swiftly that I'm sure my knees would be bruised tomorrow. I slid my hands along the front of Alex's thighs, watching as he smirked at me before allowing me a sip of the water. Normally I'd be pissed at him, but something in me wouldn't allow for such a waste of energy tonight. Anything other than obtaining the water, became secondary... of no consequence.

"Romany," Alex said. "Unbuckle my pants."

I nodded frantically, my eyes on the glass in his hand. A chorus of murmurs sounded somewhere behind me as I worked Alex's buckle, hardly conscious of how heavily my hands rested over the top of his shaft as I did it. Alex's eyes were darker now as he granted me another sip of the water and I attempted to suck in more than he would allow.

"Enough," he snapped, setting the glass on the table behind me and causing me to try and turn around. "No!" Alex commanded. "First your punishment. Look at me!"

shaft poked out of his boxers to rest against his abs. Alex reached forward and snatched one of my hands, closing it around himself

cum and you can have more water," he ordered and I

around the room. I was heaving, as I leaned forward, placing one hand around the base of his dick and one hand along his powerful thigh. I licked my lips and began to swallow his cock from the head down. His girth made the task painful as I was forced to widen my lips and open my jaws painfully. But the

he moaned. "Don't you dare stop. Take it all," he growled, shoving my

and I focused on controlling my breathing, I didn't notice the hands on

I closed my eyes, using both hands now to stroke his base as I took the entire length of him into my throat. His hips tensed and his groans grew louder as he froze, holding my head still as his cock pulsed in my mouth. "Don't move," he warned me. "Fuck." As he held me there, I was vaguely aware of someone spreading my legs apart behind me and the wet glide of a tongue circling my clit. I moaned helplessly as two fingers entered my folds, pumping into me twice before retreating. The familiar sound of another belt being loosened chimed through my ears as I began to push against Alex's thighs in an attempt to get free. Alex chuckled, lifting me just high enough for me to intake a full breath before slamming his cock back behind my lips. He leaned forward and whispered, "Again, you broke the rules. I said nothing but the dress." Then suddenly he raised his arm and brought his hand down with an open palm over the back of my ass. The sound it made when it cracked onto my skin was nearly as sharp as it was painful and it only served to make the fire along my flesh sizzle with heat. I whimpered and moaned, surrendering as Alex began to control the tempo of my mouth on his cock. One hand behind me stroked over my stomach to grasp my breasts, squeezing and caressing as the the other began to separate my folds. The sound of a zipper was the only warning I had before I was slammed into from behind. My internal walls tensed, being forced to stretch more than they ever had before and the man behind me groaned, his

pulled my mouth off of his dick and began to slowly stroke himself

skin slapping into mine became the only sound in the room that rivaled my cries. I was heating. The fire was burning hotter and hotter until suddenly

that my hips curled in pleasure and a desperate moan reverberated along Alex's shaft. Wave after wave of ecstasy seemed to ride through me, my body going completely limp as the two of them

staring at me in my strangely altered state, something like regret and sorrow flashing across his eyes for the barest moment. He reached down and lifted me into his lap, guiding the glass of water to my lips and allowing me to drink greedily. As my eyes lifted from the glass, my gaze caught on a large man buckling his pants. A man

Enzo.