On the way up in the elevator, I started to get more anxious. The more I thought about what had just happened, the more I worried. I was not sure if Dominic was getting suspicious about me, and I didn't know if that meant I was in danger.

When the elevator doors opened again, I stepped out slowly. Everyone else had come inside from the rooftop terrace, and were now sitting in the comfortable chairs of the family room. Lucas was looking over in my direction, and when he saw me come around the corner, he stood up and walked over with a look of concern.

"Are you okay? What happened?" Lucas asked in a frantic whisper.

"Yeah. It's your dad," I replied. "He knows about us."

A look of fear flashed across Lucas's face. "What did you tell him?" he asked.

I looked past Lucas's shoulder and saw that the rest of his family were sitting close by and seemed to be listening to what we were saying. Especially his aunt, she wasn't even being subtle about it. Her head was tilted over in our direction so she could hear better.

"I'll, err, tell you later," I said, and used my eyes to gesture towards the others.

"Oh, umm, yeah," said Lucas.

I heard the elevator doors open again behind me, and just after, Dominic came around the corner with his bottle of brandy. When I caught his eye he was smiling again with that big, confident, sexy smile of his. Whatever worries he had shown down in the basement had seemingly disappeared.

"Alphonse, glasses," he called over to the chef who was busily clearing away after the meal.

Dominic placed the brandy bottle down on the coffee table in the middle of the room. Then he walked over to a cabinet on the far wall, and took out a box of cigars. Sal took a cigar from the box when Dominic offered it to him, then the two of them walked over to the terrace again.

Alphonse came from the kitchen area with a tray of those big round brandy glasses, and walked over to the coffee table. Then he picked up the bottle and poured out a small amount of brandy into four glasses.

"Did you want one, ma'am?" Alphonse asked me.

I wasn't sure, as I had never tried brandy. But I figured if everyone else was drinking it, I probably should too, just to fit in.

"Yes, please," I said.

Alphonse poured out another glass, and handed it to me. Then he gave one to Lucas and Elena. Lastly he picked up the final two glasses and took them out to the terrace for Dominic and Sal.

I looked at the amber coloured liquid in my glass and gave it a tentative sniff. It smelled strong and nearly burned my nose. I got the feeling that actually drinking it would be even worse. Looking up, I saw that Lucas and Elena were both swirling their glasses around in the palm of their hands for some reason. I didn't know why, but I started to copy them anyway.

As I kept swirling, I glanced over towards the terrace, and noticed Dominic staring at me again. But this time, his expression was different. There was a kind of amused grin on his face as he watched me. But there was something else too. It was hard to read what he was thinking, but the way he was staring at me reminded me of the wildlife documentaries on TV. It was the same kind of expression from a pack of lions when they notice an antelope wander past, but they are not quite hungry enough to chase it.

I quickly looked away from him, and back to my drink. Lifting the glass up, I got a nose full of the same stinging sensation as before. But I decided to try tasting it anyway. I put the glass to my lips and tipped back the whole lot into my mouth. All I could taste was the alcohol. I coughed as it burned my throat and sent shivers through my body and down my spine.

Lucas watched me and laughed. "Try sipping it next time," he said, with a grin.

I didn't think there would be a next time, that stuff was disgusting. "Okay," I said.

As I went to put my glass down on the coffee table, I saw that Dominic had finished his cigar. He came in from the terrace area, and started walking straight towards me. His expression had changed again. Now it was more like a lion that was on the hunt. The thought of that made me nervous, but also a little turned on.

Actually, to tell the truth, it was making me a lot turned on. My face felt hot and I could feel that fluttery sensation in my stomach. The look of smouldering determination on Dominic's face was too hot.

No, I needed to stop thinking like that. He was my pretend boyfriend's father. He was also a super dangerous Mafia boss. That was two very good reasons for me not to consider having sex with him. He was also old enough to be my father, but that was less of an issue. But whatever, I needed to go somewhere to cool myself down a bit.

I turned around to find Lucas. "Hey, umm, I'm just going to the bathroom," I said.

"Let me show you where it is," said Dominic.

That did not sound like a good idea, but for some reason my mouth said, "Okay".

Dominic wrapped his arm around my waist, and started to lead me towards the stairs. It was the same move that Lucas kept using on me, but when Dominic did it, it felt so much hotter. It was like he was taking possession of me. Showing everyone that he was in charge.

When we reached the stairs, my legs started to feel slightly more wobbly. The combination of champagne and brandy was beginning to have more of an effect on me. It was making my head feel a little woozy. Or at least, I think that was from the alcohol. It could have been Dominic that was causing it. He was definitely having an effect on other parts of my body.

We went down the stairs to the next floor. Then across to the first door on the right. When Dominic opened the door, I could see it was a very large bathroom inside, with one of those free standing bathtubs in the middle of the room. It was a large ivory coloured tub, with intricately shaped gold feet in each corner.

I was still looking at the bathtub, when I heard the door close, and the lock click. I spun around to see that Dominic was still in the bathroom with me. I was about to tell him to get out, but I was distracted by the hungry lion face that was staring down at me.

"I know exactly what sort of girl you are now," he growled at me.

Wait, what was that supposed to mean? But before I could ask, I was suddenly distracted by Dominic ripping off his shirt and throwing it to the floor. My eyes took in the sight that was revealed before me. His body was hairless and toned, like one of those swimmers at the Olympics. His muscles almost rippled in front of my eyes and made me drip.

Without a word, Dominic closed the distance between us and our lips crashed together. I was overwhelmed by the different sensations. The roughness of his stubble on my lips. The taste of cigars on his tongue as it forced its way into my mouth. His hands as they started to explore and caress my body.

An involuntary moan left my lips as Dominic's hand found my ass and squeezed it hard. He used his hand there to pull my body closer to his. When he did, I could feel his hard lump pushing into my stomach.

Dominic reached down and lifted up the hem of my dress. Then I felt his hand gliding up the inside of my leg. I moaned again as his fingers brushed against my damp panties.

"Mmmm, already wet for me, baby," Dominic groaned into my ear.

He grabbed me firmly by the hips, then easily lifted me up and sat me down on the bathroom counter. His hands moved swiftly up my legs and grabbed hold of my panties. Then in one quick movement, he pulled them off and tossed them over his shoulder.

I had a sudden regret when I remembered that I hadn't waxed myself down there earlier. I probably looked like a real mess. But Dominic didn't seem to care. He dropped to his knees and dived down between my legs, and his mouth went straight to my pussy. His tongue came out and started eagerly lapping up the sweet wetness that was coming from me.

As he kept licking my pussy, he brought his hand round over the top of my leg. Then he reached around until his thumb located my clit. He started to rub it with the tip of his thumb, while his tongue kept licking inside my entrance.

That put me over the edge. My body shuddered, and I threw my head back with a scream as an orgasm ripped through me.

Dominic kept gently licking at my pussy until my body stopped shaking. When he stood up, he had a big grin and his face was covered in my wetness. I was still sitting on the counter and panting to get my breath back as he stood there and smirked at me.

He didn't break eye contact with me, while he started to undo his belt. I glanced down just as he started to slide down his pants. As he did, his big hard cock sprang into view. It looked huge. At least seven inches long, and as thick as my wrist. I gulped at the thought of taking it inside me. None of the guys I had dated before had been hung like that.

Dominic watched me and grinned "Don't worry," he said. "I'll be gentle."

He leaned in and started kissing me again. As his tongue entered my mouth, I felt the tip of his cock brushing against my lips. He stayed there for a moment to tease me, then he started to ease it forward. I gasped as I felt his thick cock start to stretch me apart.

Dominic grunted as his cock went all the way inside me. He stayed still for a moment as I got used to his size, then he started slowly thrusting inside me. The feeling of fullness was unlike anything I had experienced before. It was like a pain, but a beautiful and exotic pain. It stretched me and touched me in places I had never been touched before.

A tight knot started to form in my stomach as I got closer to a second orgasm. As the tightness grew, it started to spread out to the rest of my body. My fingers contracted tightly and caused my fingernails to dig into Dominic's shoulders and back.

"Don't cum yet," he grunted, as he continued to thrust into me.

It was too much. I wanted to release the tension, but he wouldn't let me. Instead it kept growing and spreading throughout my body. The tightness grew to my chest, and I found it harder to breathe.

"Nearly there," groaned Dominic, and he started thrusting even harder.

The tightness was so strong that I couldn't breathe any more. The lack of oxygen was making me dizzy and my vision started to go dark.

Suddenly, Dominic let out a loud groan, and I felt him exploding inside me. As his warm seed filled me, it released my own tightness. It felt like a dam bursting inside me as the pleasure came flowing out of my core like a flood of wetness.

"Ahhhh, yes," I screamed in ecstasy.

Dominic gave a few more thrusts as he pumped the last of his seed inside me. Then he slowly pulled out of me. I sighed as the feeling of fullness slowly left me. He leaned down and gave me a last kiss on the lips before he stepped back to pick up his clothes. I was too tired to move, so I just sat motionless on the counter and watched him as he grabbed his pants from the floor.

"I need to take a shower," he said. "But I'll get you something after."

I watched as Dominic collected up the rest of his clothes, then left the bathroom. I watched as he walked naked through the bathroom door with his clothes bundled up in his hands. The tight globes of his sexy ass contracting with every step.

It took a few more minutes before I felt ready to move. But eventually I climbed down from the counter. My panties were on the floor, so I crouched down to pick them up. They still felt damp from the wetness on them, but I didn't have a clean pair, so reluctantly pulled them back on.

As I was pulling up my panties, I caught sight of myself in the mirror. My cheeks still looked flushed and pink, and my hair was slightly messed up. I basically looked like I had just had amazing sex, or just ran a marathon. But with these heels, there was no way I was running any marathons.

I knew I should probably fix my appearance before leaving the bathroom, but by that point I had stopped caring. I wasn't sure if it was the alcohol I had drunk, or if I was too tired to think straight. But either way, I just couldn't be bothered.

I walked out the bathroom, and made my way back up the stairs. When I reached the top floor, I noticed that everything seemed really quiet. I looked around and saw that everyone else seemed to have left. There was just Lucas slumped in one of the chairs with a now empty bottle of brandy in his hand. When he heard me approaching, he lazily turned his head to look in my direction.

"You're back," he slurred. "Everyone else got bored and left."

"I'm sorry," I said, suddenly struck by guilt over what I had just done.

Lucas was not my real boyfriend, but I could tell he was still angry about what I had just done. Plus I couldn't imagine what the rest of his family must think of me.

Lucas turned away, obviously sick of the sight of me. "Tony will take you home, if you are ready to go?" he said.

"Yeah," I said, as I looked down at my feet.

"He'll be down on the first floor waiting for you," said Lucas.

I couldn't think of anything else to say to Lucas at that moment, so I turned to leave. My head was still feeling a little woozy, so I decided to take the stairs down to give me time to sober up a bit more.

As I reached the first floor, the elevator doors opened and Dominic came striding out. He was just wearing some red silk pyjama bottoms and was still drying his hair with a towel. When he saw me, he walked over to me. Then he reached out and took my clutch bag out of my hand. He opened it, then took something out of his pocket and slipped it inside my bag. As he handed my bag back to me, he reached around and patted me on the butt.

"Until next time, baby," he said, then he turned around and went back to the elevator.

Once he was gone, I wandered around into the front room. I found Tony watching TV and drinking a bottle of Coke.

"Hey. Lucas just told me to take you home," he said.

"That's right," I nodded.

I just needed to get out of this house and back to my bed. The evening had started off great, but then it had all gone wrong. And so I quickly followed Tony out the door before anything else bad could happen.