Maid for the Mafia by Jaylee

No Questions

F*ROMANY**

"You were right," Tiny says once we are both safely tucked behind the closed doors of the service elevators. He

hits the number two button and we immediately ascend toward the second floor. "About Ruby?" | ask, my eyes

falling over all his delicious muscles before climbing back up toward his face. "I know."

He grins, exposing his deep dimples tofor a long moment. "I brought the proof withfor Alex to see for

himself, so that maybe he might decide to do something about it. But if he doesn't, I'm confident that Mickey

will. If he doesn't killfirst"

"Why would he kill you?" | ask on the end of a smile, memories of Mickey and his obscene jealousy dancing

through my mind. In a way, | missed him and with Tiny here | was starting to wonder where he was.

"Because | brought his package here instead of directly to him like he orderedto."

"Hmm," | murmur, chewing my lip nervously. With what Dana toldlocked in the back of my mind and my

plans to disappear at midnight tomorrow, I didn't know what to say to him.

"You don't seem pleased," he comments thoughtfully, as we exit the service elevators and Tiny guides me

toward a room in the east hall.

"Why would that please me? | don't want to see you hurt."

For whatever reason, | don't even question where it is that he is taking me, but as he has a key, | can only

assthis is the room he stays in when he is here. When we step inside, I'm surprised that it just a regular

bedroom, devoid of a sitting room, yet there *is* a balcony.

Tiny blushes a bit as he locks the door then leans against it, his eyes now full of a hunger that heats my skin.

"I..." he starts, his gaze climbing up my frslowly then freezing when they land on my neck. He scowls then

barks, "She scratched you."

| shrug, my hand going toward my neck absently. "It's not a big deal," | say. "I'm pretty sure she'll have a black

eye later."

Tiny snickers, warmth filling his eyes. "We don't have much tbefore Alex comes looking for me. But | needed

to tell you something."

My curiosity peaks and | step toward him, my gaze lingering on the ever growing bulge between his legs.

"What's that?" | ask breathlessly, as the memory of the way he lost himself toin the limo comes barreling

intoand before | even know what I'm doing, my hands are skating up his magnificent forearms.

His eyes glitter as he draws in a shaky breath. "I...I sort of...missed you."

"Really?" | can't help the smile that erupts over my face when | look up at the boyish vulnerability in his eyes.

Tiny is only a couple of years older than | am and the more | think about it, he's probably someone | could see

myself dating if | hadn't been pushed here and out of school. He's someone | could see myself dating if | ever

decided to go back. "I kind of missed you too," | admit, realizing that it's not a lie. There's something about him

that appeals toon every level and it's not just the bad boy tattoos and his enormous cock. It's the

intelligence in his eyes and the shy way he looks atwhenever we're together. It's honest and open and in no

way possessive.

| mean sure, | like a little jealousy in my men just as much as the next girl, but not to a psychotic degree and |

*love* that Tiny never tries to put restraints onor question who | want to be with. He's content to let me

have my fun whether he's been included in it or not.

My hands skate further up his arms then over his chest, stilling on the frantic beat of his heart as he gazes down

at me. "I have to tell you a secret," | whisper, closing my eyes when he dips his head downward to capture my

lips in a slow, seductive kiss. "Can | trust you not to ask questions and just keep what I tell you to yourself until

the day you might need it?"

"Absolutely," he whispers, reaching around to clamp his hands on my ass and deepen the kiss. His fingers dip

inside the fabric of my romper and massage my ass cheeks as a growl sounds deep in his chest.

"If I should | disappear for a day or so," | say quietly against his lips, and to his credit he only stalls for a moment

before he continues to kiss me. "Know that it was my choice," | say, pushing my tongue deep into his mouth as

he liftsagainst his hips and flips us so that *my* back is now against the door.

"But | don't want you to disappear," he mumbles, grinding his hardened shaft intoso that | moan with

pleasure.

"If I don't cback," | continue, moaning when | feel him undo his pants and shove my panties aside. "Just

remember one name," | whisper, biting my lip when he rears back and then enterson a groan.

"What nis that?" he asks as he begins to poundinto the door, keeping one strong arm pushed against it

to prevent us from making an obscene amount of noise. "God I've needed this," he murmurs, sucking my cries of

pleasure into his mouth as my climax crashes overso insanely fast that my body trembles in his arms.

"That's a question," | scold him, biting his neck and wanting to mark him like the possessive hypocrite that | am.

"Oh fuck," he groans, losing all control and pictoning intoas he finds his release. The door quakes behind my

head, the wood threatening to splinter as he finishes deep inside ofand then I slide slowly down to my feet.

His eyes are heavy with lust as he gazes down atand the pair of us pant against the door.

| lift a hand to his face to trace his lips gently. He kisses my fingers and | say softly, "Santos."

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