Maid for the Mafia by Jaylee

Lie to Me

**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?"

nod, glancing toward

says, still

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

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

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?"

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

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

continues the kiss, chasing my lips and swirling his tongue in circles over the corner of my bow. "Do you belong to

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

his face. Wriggling my wrists only causes him to tighten his