SEX WITH THE VIRGIN MAID 18+

“Don’t you dare place that phone to my ears!” Bryce murmured heatedly but Hera laughed and placed the phone to his ears.

He took the phone, glaring at her. Maybe he must’ve made a terrible mistake by getting her one as a gift cause she has now decided to use it as a weapon to torment him. The little she-devil.Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

He cleared his throat “Good morning ma’am” he greeted formally. Hera laughed at him again before heading into the kitchen to arrange lunch and serve it for them to eat.

She was really enjoying this wasn’t she? She was really enjoying the fact that she was making him uncomfortable.

“Good morning my dear, I hope you slept well?” She asked.

“Yes I did ma’am.”

“Did you attend mass?” She asked and his facial features drowned drastically. He wasn’t expecting that sort of question.

“No I didn’t.”

“I’m sorry, a lot of people attend different churches so I was thinking…”

“I don’t go to church, ever” he stated vehemently and she went silent for a while.

“It’s okay. Then I’d like to invite you to mine. We’re having a Thanksgiving service in three weeks and I want you to come along with Hera as a guest.” She asked so nicely and her voice was also as soothing as Hera’s. Is that a thing that all women possess in the convent as a gift?

“Erm… well I…” He trailed off, racking his brain to form words but his brain had already shut down on him.

“Just think about it dear. Hera is like a daughter to me and she tells me that you take very good care of her so it’s my way of showing appreciation for helping her out over there. It’s so nice to know that there are still good people in the world.”

“Okay ma’am, I’ll um… I’ll think about it.” He said in a stutter as he tried his best to salvage the situation. He hasn’t come across such situation before.

“Good. Please put Hera on the phone.”

At that moment, Hera came out of the kitchen. He handed the phone over to her and she went ahead to continue the conversation.

He waited for her to come out of the kitchen after she was finished with the call.

Feeling impatient, he got up from the couch and went into the kitchen. She was done with the call as predicted.

“Hey…” He started.

She darted her eyes towards the door. It still surprised her that he walked around her apartment so freely and comfortably. She wasn’t even able to go to his mansion without thinking about it from Mars to Jupiter.

“I’m almost done Bryce. Let me finish and set it up on the table.” She cut him off and walked past him with the plates to serve it for both of them to eat.

When she was done serving the food, she called out to him. He sat down opposite her while she dished out for both of them. She put some steamed beef and vegetables in a plate for King and he delved in immediately.

Bryce watched her say a little prayer before she started eating. This woman was on the verge of ruining him and it wasn’t even a joke.

He picked up his spoon and started eating as well.

“This is very good.” He exclaimed when he had a taste. “I know you are a master chef but this is mind-blowing Hera.”

Her face lit up like a Christmas tree “Thank you so much Bryce. I learnt how to cook from the sisters at the Convent. They taught me everything I know.”

“Do you feel better after talking to them now?” He asked, trying to make conversation.

She nodded “Although I didn’t get to talk to my sister but I know I’ll do that some other time. I have a phone now, thanks to you.”

The fact that she gets excited for the tiniest things intrigued him. For goodness sake, it was just a phone but she made it seem like he had given her the world.

“I’m glad then.” He continued eating.

They were almost done with their meal when somehow the food got caught up in the wrong side of his pipe that he started couching loudly.

Scared, Hera picked up a glass of water and offered it to him. He gulped it down till the glass was empty.

“Are you okay?” She asked worriedly.

“I’m fine Hera.”

She pushed the dishes aside and reached out to him at the table where he was seated.

Picking up a serviette from the table, she wiped his mouth clean. She looked like a mother tending to her child. It felt warm. Very warm and he was just staring at her all through.

“This is why they came up with the rule of not talking while eating.” She scolded him. The little woman.

“But I just said that I’m okay.”

“You act so much like King that it’s very hard to believe.” Wait! Did she just call him a dog indirectly?

She stopped wiping his mouth and sadly he didn’t want her to. He liked the fact that she was very close to him. He didn’t want her to stop. She turned to leave but he grabbed her by her waist and pulled her closer to himself.

A shocked gasp escaped her lips.

He’d never met her type before in his life. He resisted the urge to kiss that small lips she always scolded him with intentionally.

“You really have very beautiful eyes Bryce.” She said innocently as she gazed into his eyes. That was his undoing. The last thread of restraint that he was holding unto was gone.

“This is beyond me dammit!” He groaned in a deep voice and pulled her closer so that she fell into him. With his hands steadied around her waist, he swiveled his head and clashed his mouth to hers.

Hera was shocked for a moment while he kissed her full lips, licking and coaxing her to open her mouth to him. His lips moved against hers. Skimming. Licking. Barely touching.

Her pulse raced and she shivered slightly.

“Breathe Hera.” She felt his warm breath against her mouth as he urged her to inhale and exhale repeatedly.

His lips were soft. Enticingly soft. Heat curled up in her stomach and burst into a sweet ache. He leaned closer, rubbing his lips over her small mouth and nibbling on her lip. It was an enticement and a sweet temptation.