Maid for the Mafia by Jaylee

I Need An Heir

F*ROMANY**

"Y-you d-did what?" | stammer, my breath freezing in my lungs as I roll my hips toward Mickey's in an almost

mindless rhythm. "You sent people for my cousin?!" | can feel him throbbing in his slacks, the front of them so

punched out that I'm in danger of coming ever t| notch my sex against it. His calloused hands are striped

across the back of my ass, kneading and massaging and pinningupside his girth.

Before my thoughts can arch too far to the side, | remind myself of my promise to Santos.

*Fuck! What will Santos think? What will he do when he realizes they're there?*

And suddenly | know without a doubt that Santos *will* realize it. The man doesn't miss much.

*Will he think that | asked for help? That I, perhaps, told Mickey ?*

*0Or will he know better than that in the way he always seems to?*

"He has spies here," | whisper before | can stop myself, my mouth almost panting the words as | writhe forward

and take Mickey's earlobe between my teeth. The moment my incisors prick his flesh | swirl my touch around it,

sucking it behind my lips.

"Fuuuuck... Doll," Mickey groans. The long mane of my hair cascades around his face as his hands squeeze more

greedily, stroking up over my hips and then down again. "I'm not even going to ask you how you know that,"

Mickey mumbles. Biting down on another groan, he suddenly shouts, "Stop the car! Stop it right here!"

For the tiniest fraction of a second, I let fear ruleand pause in my dance above him, lifting my head away

from his face and propping up on my knees to scan our surroundings.

*#Did | just piss him off? Is he going to demand answers now?*

But right away | notice the tiny pathway on my right and recognize the stone walkway as the one that leads

toward the pool deck. Toward his *private suite* and its *private patio* entrance. My eyes lower to his and what |

see there has my pussy weeping with desire.

The vibrant green of his eyes is practically gone and naught but a glowing outline, an emerald halo around the

blackest pupils I've ever seen. Like a perfectly still pond, they reflect my own eyes back to me, showing me

*exactly* what he's focused on.

*Me. Just... me.*

He speaks to the driver in the front seat, "I need you to go to the airport and pick up Miss Romano. | want you to

bring her here. Set her up in a room on the third floor." *What the fuck?*

*What the hell is he doing?*

"I don't fucking want her here, Mickey! What the fuck are you playing at?" | snap. "Doll, your jealousy is super

sexy," he whispers, leaning his head back for a moment so he can smirk up at me. His arms slide under my ass

as he unlatches the back passenger door when he asks, "Do you trust me?"

| chew on my lips, scowling down at him as he steps outside the vehicle withstill in his arms. "I..." My words

trail off as the SUV speeds away and a soft breeze flutters beneath my thighs. He begins to walktoward the

back of the mansion as easily as if he were carrying a child and I'm suddenly getting turned on again.

"The answer to that question had better be yes, baby," he warns, his jaw clenching as | wrap my legs more

tightly around him, as much to protect my slit from the elements as to stain his shirt with my juices.

#I'll stamp my sex all over you, you fucker!*

Now it'swho is gritting her teeth, the heat in my eyes flashing as my gaze narrows. "My answer *is yes*, you

asshole! But that doesn't mean | *want* your *fiancée* anywhere near me! And the third floor? *Really?"*

"Would you rather | place her on the first floor?" He teases with a knowing smirk. "Closer to me?"

"Absolutely fucking not!" | hiss.

"Besides-" he begins, unlocking his back padoors easily before carryinginside and locking the doors

behind us "-she is not my fiancée. You askednot to marry her, remember?"

| stare at him, my breath catching as my gaze wanders over his boyishly handsfeatures. "You're going to tell

her no?"

He doesn't answer right away, taking the moment to stalk toward his bed withstill in his arms. When he

throwsinto the center of it, | nearly bite my lips with the force of the impact, but the moment I hit the soft

cloudlike hybrid barrier of the memory foam I fall in with a gasp.

"Your wish has always been my command, Doll. *Always*," he growls, his eyes falling overas he closes the

drapes and then rips the expensive shirt off of his back. "Even when you didn't know me."

"Mickey," | whimper wantonly, pushing up to rest my back against the headboard. | follow his movements as he

sheds the rest of his clothing, my eyes growing hot and heavy when they fall on his long, thick cock and the

veins that climb around it like chiseled armor.

He wanders closer to the bed, every one of his muscles singing as he steps toward me. "I'm going to fuck you

the way I've wanted to from day one," he promises, reaching forward to snag my ankles then riptoward the

foot of the bed. The force of it drags my clothes upward, exposing my hips and naked sex to his greedy eyes. In

the next breath, he's climbing over my legs and staring down atas he wrenches my robe open along with his

jacket, causing my breasts to bounce free. "God Doll..." he hisses, stroking a hand over his shaft as he watches

me. "There's something | want from you and I'm telling you now that if you deny me... I'll find a way to force you

into it."

For sreason his declaration sends a wash of fresh heat across my body, causingto moan at the ferocity

of his words. | want to nod my head and give in, despite that | have no idea what it is that he's about to ask for.

Like an obedient prisoner or... like his captive. "What's that?"

He suddenly forces my thighs apart, lifting my knees onto his shoulders as he plays the head of his dick across

my slit, b*athing* it in my juices with a groan. "I'm going to need an heir," he says without looking at me, and

when my body stiffens in absolute shock, he uses the moment to pump himself deep. "And you-" he chokes out,

locking his hands around my wrists as he begins to pound intoand my breath heaves from

my chest as my boobs begin to bounce "-you... fuck, baby, goddamn... you are going to give it to me."