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!"

open now and his large steel shaft poked out of his boxers to rest against his

mouth on me. You make me cum and you can have

to erupt 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 more I licked and salivated over the tip, the easier it became to maneuver into the back of my throat. I stroked him rhythmically at the base as I sucked and swallowed him back, relaxing my throat and taking him deep past my tonsils and into my throat. His hands

he growled, shoving my

it to control the angle of my mouth and urging me lower and lower. As his groans and curses continued, and I focused on controlling my breathing, I didn't notice the hands on my hips at first. Maybe I thought it was Alex, or maybe I

thong and fondling my sex, I jolted. My mouth ripped upward, tearing away from Alex's throbbing cock and causing him to hiss in pain. His grip in my hair tightened before he pushed my head back down and forced his dick back behind my lips. "If you stop again there will be no water," he growled and I whimpered. 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

pulled my mouth off of his dick

He was relentless, unmerciful. With every thrust, he went a little deeper, slamming into my cervix until I started to cry out in pain. The sound of his 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 my muscles began to clench around him and he began to moan. Alex suddenly shoved his dick back behind my lips, forcing himself

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 shouted

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 with black hair, hazel

Enzo.