Maid for the Mafia
Make a Choice

**ROMANY**

Alex can't seem to recover from his shock as he watches me with new, wondrous eyes. He didn't stop staring until I wriggled against him, trying to find a more comfortable position for my back.

Shaking himself, he suddenly lifted my legs up, sliding me farther back onto his desk. My back now lay flat and my legs dangled over the edge as he stepped between them. Releasing my hair, he stood back, his chest heaving as he pushed my panties to the side and continued fondling my sex. Rubbing and massaging, in rhythmic circles, before plunging two fingers into my core. My hips jolted upward and I mewled softly, enjoying the feeling of finally having *someone* other than Matthew touching my walls.

But then, an image of Stella flashed through my mind and I did a double take on what was where. Relaxing when I confirmed Alex was using his *right* hand and not his *left*, I tried to fall back into the sea of pleasure I had climbed from. But try as I might, thoughts of that morning remained. I didn't like that Alex had done this to Stella. In fact, for some odd reason, it was making me angry.

My eyes caught his, and I began to pant with the want to touch him. I tried to sit up so I could reach for him as he continued to milk my core, but when he noticed, he shoved me back down. I groaned in frustration and tried again. He glared, placing a hand at my throat to keep me still. I began to caress the flexing muscles of his thick forearm, tugging it closer to my mouth so that I could taste that, at least. When my tongue traced over the first muscle, I felt Alex's hand freeze between my thighs. I closed my eyes and continued to lick, and bite, and kiss his flesh, completely dedicating myself to the servicing of the one part of him I was able to reach. When his hand loosened over my throat and I was able to bring his fingers to my lips, I drew two into my mouth and sucked them as deeply back as I could.

I heard Alex groan, and I opened my eyes to see him, unbuckling his pants and he watched me.

"I am going to fuck you," he said huskily, ripping his fingers from my lips to position my ass over the edge of the desk. He spread my legs wide, settling the weight of hips against me as he undid his zipper and his beautifully thick shaft sprung free.

I gasped as he reached up and snapped one side of my panties, before once again wrapping one hand around my neck. He squeezed tightly, cutting off my air as he began to glide the head of his dick up and down my slit. Groaning and humming with pleasure as he teased me. I clawed at his hands around my throat, grateful when he loosened his grip and I was able to breathe. I glared at him, ripping his fingers away from my throat. To my surprise, he smiled, abandoning my neck to grip my shoulder instead. I moaned, as the head of his dick began to breach my entrance, biting my lip as he continued to tease me. Only pushing in a centimeter at a time, and then pulling out as I growled at him. "Alex," I warned, pounded on the top of his desk.

He laughed shortly, before his face turned serious and he took both of my thighs in his hands. Spreading me as wise as he was able, before positioning himself just at my entrance and rearing back to thrust forward...

*BANG, BANG, BANG.*

Alex's office door trembled beneath the impact of a very insistent Damien.

"Alex!" he shouted. "We have a problem!"

Alex cursed, circling his hips and plunging another centimeter in. I yelped. "BUSY!" Alex screamed, reaching up to caress my chest.

*BANG, BANG, BANG.*

"ALEX!" Mickey's voice sounded.

"WHAT?" Alex screamed back, thrusting another inch and causing my hips to buck upward as my walls pulsed around his girth. "Fuck you are tight," he hissed, dropping his head back and closing his eyes. "Alex," Mickey yelled, pounding on the door yet again. "You are needed right now. Someone is here to see you, that you will definitely want to see."

"Tell whoever it is to come back tomorrow," Alex shouted, plunging in another inch and covering my mouth as I cried out in pleasure.

I couldn't believe it. He was only a couple of inches deep, and my muscles were already clenching, my pussy spasming as I began to climax.

*This is exactly what I have been needing... the perfect release.*

"I don't think you want me to do that," Mickey snapped through the door. "In fact I'm sure you don't."

"Mmph," I mumbled into Alex's hand, my back arching off of the desk and my hips circling frantically, as wave after wave of pleasure found me. "Mmmmm!" I sounded again, my body trembling as my pussy pulsed around the tip of his cock. Alex groaned his approval, lifting his hand from my lips to flick my clit and watch my ass jump. "So beautiful," he murmured.

"DeMarco!" A new voice sounded on the other side of the door. Strong and deep, and bursting with authority. "You can come out - Or I can come in. Make a choice. You have ninety seconds."

"Fuck!" Alex hissed, pulling out of me and falling back to grab my clothes. He threw them at my chest, then pulled on his pants and shirt. Not bothering with his jacket, and leaving his shirt untucked and open at the front. He turned to me as I was shimmying into my jeans, and caught my chin in his hands. "When I exit this door, you lock it behind me. Then I want you to stay here until I send one of the maids to come and get you. No matter what you hear, no matter what anyone says, *you DO NOT open this door!* Understand?"

I nodded. "Who is that?" I asked.

"It doesn't matter," he said, pausing for a moment almost as if he wanted to kiss me.

"DeMarco! Ten, nine, eight..."

Alex growled, gesturing me to follow him to the door, then hiding me behind it as he exited into the hall and slammed it shut behind him. I wasted no time in flipping the bolt, jumping as somebody immediately fiddled with the handle, trying to get inside. I quietly stepped into the corner and fell against the couch, curling into myself when a cacophony of heavy footfalls sounded on the other side of the wall. Noise erupted every few minutes. Seeming to come from different areas of the hall. People shouted and I thought I heard the telltale static of a two-way radio, but I couldn't be certain. I was just beginning to doze off, when again, someone tried to open the door. *BANG, BANG, BANG.*

"We know you are in there. Unlock this door now!" A deep unfamiliar voice commanded. *BANG, BANG, BANG.*

"This is your final warning! You have thirty seconds to comply with this request!" *BANG, BANG, BANG.*

"If you do not comply, we will blast it open and place you under arrest!"

*Oh my God. What am I going to do?"