Maid for the Mafia

**ROMANY**

Alex pushed against me, stapling me to the wall with his massive chest. The heat of his hard muscles flashed across the exposed skin of my back and I was utterly immobile. I could hardly even shift my feet. His body completely covered mine and I suddenly felt incredibly small.

He spoke in an angry voice and his grip around my wrists tightened. "Damien is not here," he spat above my ear. "And even if he was, what the fuck makes you think that he would stop me?" "He would," I hissed without thinking.

A sound like a growl erupted from his chest and he stepped back for a second so that he could dip down and try to force my legs apart with his knees. Tightening my muscles, I tried to slide my feet closer together and press myself off the wall at the same time. But I was still wearing wedges and it ended up being a mistake. The moment my chest came off the wall, he used my own slight movement against me. Raising my arms higher so that I was practically dangling, he kicked my feet apart and inserted both of his legs between my own. Slamming himself back up against me with such force that the breath rushed from my lungs. My body went completely limp and my head hung backward so that it rolled on the front of his shoulder. I couldn't catch my breath, nearly blacking out before my body's natural reflexes took over and I heard myself inhale sharply. Panting there against the wall, I relaxed against him. Using him like a crutch to keep upright and gather my strength. Now that his hips were under me, he was able to widen his stance so that I was still pinned to the wall and his face was right next to mine.

His eyes were heavy lidded, the rage behind them cold and focused as he watched me. Now that I had caught my breath, I turned my face away from him to rest my forehead against the wall. I didn't want him looking into my eyes. "This is what will happen whenever you disrespect me," he snarled, rolling his hips so that the thick, hard, length of his erection prodded my core. "Or you disregard your work to disappear with one of my *men*," he snapped angrily, and I felt his lips against my ear. "I will take you whenever I want, wherever I want, however I want and there will be nobody to stop me." He jerked my wrists down suddenly, anchoring them next to my shoulders and effectively trapping my arms against my sides. My entire weight now rested on his hips and I shuddered as he began to grind against me, pushing me upward with just the strength of his thighs. "I'll make sure of it." His mouth lowered, hovering just above the bare flesh of my shoulder. "Neglecting your duties to *me* is never an option," he said huskily. "And that is exactly what you did tonight." And then... he bit me.

"Aah!" I gasped, my head rolling back for a second before I felt the swirl of his tongue upon my skin. "Please!" I whimpered, not even sure if I was begging for him to stop or to continue.

He proceeded across the back of my shoulders to my neck, biting and sucking in perfect tandem with the thrust of his hips and I began to writhe against him. The sensation of his teeth on my skin sent shivers down my spine. *Oh my God.* I bit my lip in secret, swallowing a moan and keeping my face turned away from him as my sex began to ache with need. I could feel something building in me with every circle of his hips and I knew that soon he might feel my wetness through his pants.

"You disrespect me when you ask for someone else," he said against the back of my neck, his tongue circling erotically at my nape. "You live under *my* roof and are under *my* protection." Releasing my wrists completely, he snaked one arm around my middle and one around my chest, keeping my arms pinned to my sides and his hands free to explore. "When you need something - you are to ask *me* for it. Nobody else."

I whimpered as his mouth latched onto the side of my neck and he began to suck viciously. One of his hands dipped into the front of my dress and time seemed to still for a moment before he grunted, yanking it downward to snap the elastic so that he could reach his hand inside. My chest heaved and I whimpered wantonly as his palms seared across my flesh. The sound seemed to spark something in him and a low groan vibrated from his lips as he released my neck. "You feel so fucking good to touch," he hissed. "And I'm not even inside of you."

The fingers of his hand roamed over my chest greedily before closing painfully over one breast. He squeezed it harder and harder, his breathing becoming ragged as his other arm tightened around my waist. Smashing me against the wall so roughly that I was forced to keep my head turned to the side, his hips began to circle their frantic rhythm beneath me. The steel girth of his erection was angled perfectly beneath my sex and the iron band of his arm kept my hips exactly where he wanted them. Friction was building at my center, climbing higher and higher, making my body weak as my breaths turned into moans. Soon I was going to cum and I knew he could see it in my face. *Knew* that he was loving what he was doing to me and that I was helpless to stop it.

Behind me, he started to moan, his teeth biting and nipping at different parts of my exposed back. My shoulders, my spine, even the side of my head. Every sharp sting of his teeth caused me to whimper and him to bite a little harder. Grunting and cursing, he pistoned me into the wall, crushing the breath from my lungs as he finally began to cum. I could feel the moist heat of his seed through his pants as his movements became more punishing and rapid. Releasing my waist, he thrust his hand under the front of my skirt to cup my pussy savagely. "You are so fucking wet," he rasped, still grinding, still thrusting. "You fucking love this," he said as he nipped my ear, then circled it with his tongue.

"Oh!" I shouted as his fingers massaged my clit mercilessly. I couldn't stop the sounds I was making as my pleasure began to rise. Then, as his teeth closed painfully over the side of my neck, my core finally exploded. My body spasmed as I erupted onto his hand, his teeth on my flesh only sank deeper. "Oh God... Alex..." I choked out. His hands tightened on me one last time as a deep grunt escaped his lips and he rode out the last of his orgasm, before stilling himself against my back.

I have no idea how long we remained there before he finally released his hold on me and staggered backward to drop into the closest chair. My legs were like jelly, and I stumbled a bit before turning around to face him. He was breathing heavily, his powerful chest and his eyes were dark with satisfaction and something darker that I couldn't quite recognize. Smiling at me, his eyes darted over my chest and shoulders where the fabric of my dress now hung loose and stretched. He said, "I will provide you with a more appropriate dress for the next meeting. Go now. Take a swim and relax a bit."

"I don't have anything to swim in," I said, my voice hoarse.

"There are swimsuits in your closet. If they do not fit, let me know and I will provide you with new ones."

"I haven't even eaten yet," I complained, suddenly wondering what time it was and how long I'd been in here cleaning.

"My mistake. I apologize for that. I should have made certain you had dinner before the meeting. It will not happen again. Not to worry, I will have dinner sent to you out by the pool."

I nodded warily. He was being much too cordial and accommodating all of a sudden. I didn't trust it one bit. However, a swim might be exactly what I needed. So I headed for the door without another word.

He waited until I was all the way out the door before calling out to me again. "Romany, one more thing."

I froze, my mind still half dazed as I turned around. "Yes?"

"Don't forget the rules. You are *never* to speak about anything that happens in this room. Not to anyone. Not even to God."