Maid for the Mafia by Jaylee

What If

F*ROMANY**

Heat climbs up my body from simply watching this beautiful man. Slowly, | cback down from my orgasm,

the robe falling completely from my shoulders as Alex pants against my chest. "That was...perfect, angel. | knew

it would be," Alex claims, sucking wantonly on my neck as he locks my hips onto his. "I have a question for

you..."

"What's that?" | ask, resting my head on his powerful shoulders as | gather my strength.

His arms close around me, almost as if he expectsto flee. "What if | wanted to keep you forever?"

*What? What did he just say?*

"What do you mean?" | whisper into his neck. My heart was already pounding wildly, but his question has just

made it that much worse. *What if | disappear tomorrow and | don't return? Will you look for me? Would you

rescue me? Or would you leavethere the way you left Ruby?*

"I think you know what | mean, angel," Alex says, sucking one nipple into his mouth and pressing my hips down

onto his, grindingdownward. | can feel him getting hard again inside of me. "I know it's almost tfor you

to go for your birth control shot. What if | didn't let you?"

"Don't talk crazy Alex!" | gasp, as he begins to guideinto a slow rhythm, still deep inside of me.

"The only thing that makescrazy is you," he whispers, thrusting upward with a groan. "I want you so badly.

I'd rather have you pregnant. Completely swollen with my child - then ever let you go." He groans again as |

begin to circle my hips. "I want to keep you."

"As your maid?" | taunt him, punishing him by raising up and stroking down.

"Fuck!" He hisses. "Not as my maid. As...mine."

*0Oh God.* What is wrong with all these guys?

My mind travels backward and | think of Mickey, of everything he said toand of Tiny and the way it was

between us. Then of course there is Damien. My sweet Dreamboat. How will | ever choose between them? Why

do | even have to? So what | say is, "I'm not ready for a baby, Alex. | don't *want* one."

He snickers, beneath me, as he guidesinto a more intense rhythm. "I fucking love the way you feel on top of

me, angel. | might not give you a choice."

| begin to ride him more greedily as a lightbulb goes off in my head. "How would a child ever be safe here? What

if something happened? What if you were attacked? Why would you want to bring a child here?"

He grins at me, his hands clamping tightly over the back of my ass as | begin to bounce on his dick. "Make me

cagain...and then | want to show you something special."

So that's what | do. | ride him until he is screaming my nat the top of his lungs and shaking between my

thighs. Whether | want to admit it or not, the fact that | can make Alex DeMarco completely lose his shit, does

something to me. It drivesto a place | never thought I'd be. Somewhere that haswondering what it

would be like if | were the only one for him and he were the only one for me.

Can that ever be possible? Someone like him and someone like me?

*Who knows... *

Half an hour later, with the two of us fully dressed, he is showingthe trap door beneath his desk and the

tunnel Santos spoke of.

"If anything ever happens... You are to take the spare key from where it's kept - which is inside the unmarked

black bottle along the bar in the receiving room. Then you will unlock my office and disappear through this door.

There are flashlights just inside the tunnel's entrance. It goes on for about a mile before it opens up on the other

side of the wall in the woods. It's a very well kept secret." His eyes flash, as he reseals the trap door then lifts me

onto the desk in front of him. "So you see, | have ways of keeping you safe."

*That's what you think.* "What if I'm taken from you one day?" | ask as he takes a seat in front ofand strokes

along the sides of my bare legs beneath my skirt.

"Why would you be taken from me?" he chuckles, completely oblivious to the direction of my thoughts. "No one

would be stupid enough."

"I don't mean by Mickey, or Damien...what if-"

"Stop it!" Alex snaps, his eyes alight with a fire I'm not used to seeing in him. "What are you getting at? Are you

planning to leave me, Romany? Are you planning to disappear?" *Yes.* "No," | lie. "But what if-"

"You think | would just let someone walk away with the treasure that | have found?" He hissses, leaning forward

to lick the skin of my thighs. "Do you honestly think | would let you disappear?" He bites me, and | yelp, falling

back against his desk while he drags my panties down over my knees. "I would find you. And | would either

punish *you* for leaving- or punish *them* for taking you. Or both."

As his head disappears beneath my skirt and he proceeds lick and nibble at my folds, | think of how far we've

cin this short time. He and I. | realize right then that tonight might be the last night | have with either of

them. Damien and Alex. And | make my request.

"I want the both of you tonight, Alex. | want to sleep naked between the two of you, knowing | am safe."

"Both of us," Alex murmurs into my sex. "You are my angel, sweet Romany. And your wish is my command. If it's

both that you want, it is both that you will get."

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