Maid for the Mafia by Jaylee

I'm Not Dangerous

**ROMANY**

*Shit! I have to stop him somehow or I'm going to come in the next few seconds.*

*A plea for mercy didn't work, but what about a plea for contact?*

Mickey's mouth is right up on my ear and his deep grunts of exertion are all I can hear against the smattering constant of water spraying from above. The power of his strokes match the volume of his groans and the sound is doing something

to me. Triggering a desperate ache of longing just beneath my clit. A hopeless need that is so erotically intoxicating that I want to drag it out for hours, if not *days*. Each time he enters me, he hits with so much force that the air whooshes from my lungs along with an unmanageable yelp riding just behind it. A physical response my body has no control over.

"Fuck," I whimper, as my legs begin to shake and my orgasm threatens to override my internal command to stand down.

"Oh... doll... goddamnit," Mickey hisses the words, one after every thrust. "You... did this. Fuck... you drive me crazy." "Mickey! Please I-"

"No..." he barks, continuing to plunge upward with ruthless delight. "I just... I want to k-"

"No!"

I finish, surrendering to the push of my climax when it's clear that nothing that I say is going

I'm wrong, because

of me just as I'm about to shatter into a million pieces. His hands tighten on my wrists as he presses his forehead into the glass wall and his dick rides into the top of

my tailbone. "I have wanted to own you for so long I..." he trails off as if ashamed of himself. Taking a deep breath, his lips find my shoulder and press a sweet, tentative kiss over one of his marks.

his body tenses and I rush

back of my shoulder. Shoving off of the wall with both hands, he spins me around and drags me toward the bench, then takes a seat. With eyes as turbulent a green as the shallows of a sunlit sea, he watches me. "Straddle me," he commands, pulling me to stand between his legs. His

uses them to yank me closer, urging me onto his lap. My breasts are in his face now and he hums with a bite of his lip, then flicks his tongue over each of my nipples, then slants his head back to admire them fully. As I climb onto the bench and place a knee at each of his hips, I can't help but admire *him* as well. The exquisite lines of his richly tanned forearms fluctuate deliciously, and the rocks of his biceps accentuate into boulders as he reaches under my ass to guide me onto his shaft. A dimpled grin flashes across his face when I've lowered myself as far down as I can go and there are still two more inches of his cock left. "I have a really long

my legs trembling as I grit my teeth

smiles, his firm grip tightening more securely over my hips so he can rock upward and slam

He shouts and I scream at

pinch shut and I try to force my internal muscles to relax. Allowing my body to go limp, my head falls backward and I clutch his shoulders to keep myself upright. Slowly, I begin rotating my hips without lifting off of him, fighting to create space inside of my womb to accommodate his

against him with an arm around my waist and extending

trembling beneath me, his hands groping the curves of my backside almost impatiently. When I start to swirl my hips

I wasn't lying when I said I wanted to kiss him. I wholeheartedly meant it and now, with his perfectly shaped mouth just

against the glass and stares up at me, his eyes going dark and a little more possessed with each twist of my hips. I'm panting just a breath above his mouth, my climax chasing after me as I swivel and turn on top of him,

my lungs. The kiss is desperate and ravenous. As if he's been starving for me, *hungering* for me, *needing to taste me for far too long. My pussy is throbbing and pulsing erratically as I press my wet, naked breasts upside the cast iron strength of his prominent pectorals. The feeling of his silken skin contracting with muscle under the heavy weight of my sensitive mounds has me unconsciously gripping his dick with my core and digging my nails into the skin of his back. His right arm stretches itself across the