Hook Up With The Naughty Maid

WARNING: THIS BOOK MAY CONTAIN STEAMY AND SEXUAL CONTENT WHICH IS STRICTLY NOT FOR KIDS UNDER +18

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"Bryce!". I screamed as I feel his huge cap nudge at the entrance of my womanhood. He groaned as he pressed in deeper before he slides into my wet entrance. My walls clenched around him while he stretched my inner muscles as he kept pushing deep inside me.

"Please". I cried and placed the tip of my finger down at his waist in an effort to push myself away from him.

"Please". I begged but he only retracted his hip and thrusted into me fully, deeper, stretching me wide enough to accommodate his full length.

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He is the handsome, sexy and heartless devil. The sinner.

She is the purest, innocent and beautiful angel.

Two polar opposites, one single attraction.

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Having lived in the convent all her life, Hera Whitson manages to secure a job as a maid in the household of Bryce Donovan.

The inhuman sex god that has the entire female population at his feet. He lives for sex, he celebrates and relish the electricity of it with every fibre of his being and sees no better reason for being alive.

One look at Hera and Bryce is smitten. She is like an addictive drug, a moth to a flame and he will do anything to get burned by her. Relinquished by her heat.

What happens when Hera finds herself battling against her principles and sexual attraction for Bryce? Will she be caught in the web of Bryce's twisted game of lust?

Leaving The Convent

"Fuck Bryce!" The red haired girl screamed out in estacy as another wave of pleasure surged through her causing her fifth orgasm to explode for that night.

They were on a snooker table at the balcony of his bedroom. He had placed a call to one of his whores and she came running like all of them.

Women, he always had them whenever he needed them. The entire city is flooded with different species waiting to be fed by his cock. They're all useless and the only thing they respond to is sex. The only thing they're built for is wild orgasms and he just happens to be the right guy to give it to them.

Bryce had her hands pinned up against her head as he continuously slammed into her pûssy. They liked it rough and who was he to complain?

She had her legs tangled up around his waist as she threw her head back in reckless abandon. Her eyes rolling to the back of her head as she felt her sixth wave of orgasm for that night.

"Brrryyyccce!" Her voice came out pleading this time. She wanted relief but she was almost certain that she wasn't going to get it anytime soon.

He pulled out roughly from her vagina and replaced his dick with his fingers as he thrusted deeper and faster, delving into her warm sultry flesh and slamming into her already dripping cunt.

She couldn't take it anymore but pulled up her hips to meet his thrusting fingers.

"Do you want to to stop Mi amor?" He groaned as he inched closer and whispered into her ears. His hot breath fanned her ears which sent millions of shock waves that vibrated and pulsed down to all parts of her body.

She's full, she's ripped but she'll be damned before she tells him to stop. She wanted all he could give and more. She wanted more than what he could give.

"Oooohhhhmmigod!!!" She screamed as her walls pulsated and tightened around his fingers.

He pulled out his fingers and placed it on her mouth to taste. She licked every inch of her juice on his fingers. Her voice humming at the back of her throat. An action that only seemed to excite him.

The woman quickly bent down and went for his dick. She stroked and swirled her tongue on the tip of his huge flesh.

She raised up her eyes to look at him, satisfied that her action was giving him the much needed effect.

Bryce threw his head backwards as she sucked on his dick. He lets out a hard breath as a low growl erupted from the back of his throat.

He fisted her hair into his hands as he fucked into her mouth. She opened her mouth to take all of him making sure to lick all the the juice that dripped down his dick into her mouth.

He forcefully pulled her up and tasted his essence on her tongue.

"You are one bad slut mi amor" he commended and she grinned in excitement before rising to her feet to assume her previous position.

That was the only way he gets them to do whatever he says. Compliment them and they fall head over heels and do whatever you request them to do. Why use force when you can use words?

That's his motto.

"Thank you daddy" she purred and he slapped her pûssy causing her to shiver.

This night was far from over and he's pretty sure that she knows it as well.

*.*.*

"You don't have to leave the convent sister, it's really not a safe place out there" Hera's sister, Christina spoke out as she handed the folded clothes to Hera who received it with gratitude.

Christina had no idea why her sister has insisted on leaving the convent in search of a job. She has heard wild and creepy stories from the other sisters about the illicit things people do out there. The list is endless so she had come to a conclusion that the convent is the safest place for her to be.

It was almost like Hera was walking away from paradise straight into the lion's den. She had tried to tell her otherwise but the girl is adamant and would not listen. Hera had always been stubborn so there's no surprise there.

Sometimes she wishes that her parents were alive. They wouldn't have let them indulge in something as preposterous as this but they were orphans who found grace with God through the sisters that were sent to come to their rescue and now twenty years later, Hera is going back there into the wild.

"I know that you're scared but I promise that I will be fine." Came Hera's reply "I want to find a better place for both of us. That has always been the plan and I'm grateful that the sisters are supporting me in this as well. Can't you trust me just once?" Her voice came out soft and smooth that Christina found herself nodding in affirmation.

Hera has a way of talking calmly even in the midst of problems that you most definitely would be swayed.

"I trust you but I'm going to miss you a lot. What if something bad happens to you? What if you don't come back for me?" Christina's voice came out trembling. She had always been the weakest one when it came to both of them.

Hera knew how much Christina loved her. They always had each other's back for the longest of time and she knows that leaving would crush her but she doesn't have a choice. She doesn't want to grow up in the convent for the rest of her life. She wants to have her own business and be very successful one day but that would never happen if she's locked up in here forever.

She had her life already mapped out. Firstly, she's going to secure a job and save up enough to get her own apartment in the city and after that, she'd train herself through college so that she would graduate and find a better job.

But none of this would happen if she doesn't leave. It's a huge risk that she's willing to take but what she didn't expect was the news crushing her little sister.

She opened her arms and a crying Christina walked into them, engulfing her in an embrace.

"I will come back for you my little bunny and that's a promise I intend to keep. They have already accepted me for the job and I'm certain that everything will be okay" She assured her with a smile.

Weeks ago, Hera was able to apply for the position of a housekeeper through an agency in the big city and she's supposed to resume today but she was able to plead with the agency to start tomorrow, hence her packing.

Christina nodded a reply.

There's no changing Hera's mind when she's made a decision so she has no other choice but to accept. Even the sisters has given their blessings so nothing's stopping her from going.

"Thank you, now please help me pack"

"Of course" Christina forced a smile before proceeding to pick up the clothes that was scattered on the bed and into the box.

The New Job

"I thought you said that the housekeeper to replace Karla is on her way? Where is she then?!" His voice thundered through the phone and the woman at the other end had to pull it out of her ears for a few seconds before placing it back again.

Bryce was angry and she knows that whenever he's angry, it doesn't usually end well. How does she explain it to him that the lady in question hasn't arrived yet.

He will have her head if she dared to say that so she has to come with a quick answer and fast.

In as much as Bryce has a long list of women to feed his sexual desires, he still doesn't like the female gender. He only fucks them and that's it.

"She's on her way sir. I'm pretty sure that there's traffic so that's why she hasn't arrived yet" she explained. Good. At least she has managed to salvage the situation.

Bryce hissed and disconnected the call. It was pointless to keep on talking anyways.

Bryce took in the state of his house after the called and scrowled in disdain.

The place was a mess.

After his little sexcapede with red haired girl number one, he had expected the place to be like this and that's why he needed a housekeeper urgently.

His previous one had left after being accepted into college and the oldest one he has will not be able to do everything by herself and that's why he took it into consideration to get a new one. Although, his previous housekeeper was one hot lady but he had promised not to sexualize any of his workers. He preferred the regular whores.

He'll just have to go to work in hopes that she has resumed before he gets back otherwise, he's going to make sure that the Agency doesn't have another client in the future.

Bunch of idiots.

*.*.*.*

Hera arrived at Los Angeles. One of the big cities in California after crying and consoling everyone at the convent. She was loved by most of the sisters so she knew that her absence would be felt but still, it won't stop her from chasing her dreams.

After leaving the convent, she booked a cab and they left after she gave him her direction. They drove her all the way to Atlanta.

All through the drive, she couldn't sleep. She was fascinated by the roads, the streets, the cars, the big buildings that almost reached the sky.

She was even tempted to ask the driver at some point if most of the buildings really got to heaven. It was just too much and she found herself being overwhelmed by everything she saw.

She had seen some before they were brought to live in the convent but that was twenty years ago. She hasn't left the convent in twenty years. Although most sisters had told them stories about the outside world but it was still nothing compared to what she was seeing.

She would definitely make a name for herself and make sure that she succeeds as well.

The driver who saw how strangely she looked at things, made it his mission to explain things to her. He knew that living in the convent can make you oblivious to the happenings in the real world. He only wishes that she finds what she's looking for. The outside world can be a scary place for an innocent person like her.

When they arrived at her destination, he helped her with her bags before bidding her farewell.

She looked at the sign at the entrance to confirm if she was indeed at the right place before walking inside.

When she got in, she found everyone walking working busily so she sought help from one of the women at the counter.

"Hello." She greeted with a bright smile "I'm Hera Whitson..."

"You're the bitch that's supposed to resume work today?"

Hera nodded smilingly not taking any offense in the girl's choice of words. It was almost like she didn't hear them.

"Yes that's me."

"And you're just arriving now. Ma'am Petra will surely have your head for this" she seethed before placing a call across to her boss.

Hera's brows furrowed in confusion. What were they talking about?

Soon enough, a woman in her early thirties stepped out of the office and came to where she stood. Petra took in the state of Hera's dress. She would've commented on it if she had the time to do so but she doesn't. She's already walking on fire as it is.

"Hera Whitson?"

"That's me." Hera responds, facing her.

"I was thinking of replacing you with someone else had it been you came later than this but let's just say that luck is on your side." She told her with a straight face "The person you're supposed to be working for is already mad so you have to leave before you infuriate him any further"

She scribbled an address on a piece of paper and handed it over to her.

"Twenty percent of what you earn goes to the agency. I've sorted that out with your new boss" she explained while Hera was busy studying the content of the paper that she just handed over to her.

"How do I get there?" Came Hera's reply.

"Are you kidding me right now?"

"I'm very sorry" Hera apologized when the tone of the woman changed. "I've never been to the city before so I don't know my way around here."

"Just take a cab and give him the address. The place you'll be working is very popular and everyone in this city, knows where it's located."

A smile found its way to Hera's cheeks and she thanked the woman profusely before heading out of the office.

Everything is slowly falling into place. It's only a matter of time now.

Hera successfully managed to book a cab after waving for over fifteen minutes. The city was a very busy one so she wasn't surprised at all.

She gave the driver her address and he drove her to her destination.

After paying him, she picked up her bags at stood at the entrance of the big building that resembles that of a palace. The sign in front of the gate 'Donovan's' was spelt out in gold.

Whoever lives here is a very wealthy and successful person and this is the life she had always dreamt of having.

She mumbled a small prayer before making her way to security.

The Sexy Housekeeper

Hera got in after gaining clearance from the men at the security.

She noticed the way they were staring at her but she was oblivious to why they were looking at her in that manner.

One had even gone further to tell her that she was a very beautiful woman but she took it as a compliment.

Hera thanked him gratefully. She had no idea that he was lusting after her looks.

The girl had curves that would kill and an innocent face that would make a man sin. Despite the fact that she was clad in the most decent of all dresses that they had ever seen, it still didn't do justice to the curves that were hidden underneath.

Her face radiates innocence and her eyes had a pure glow in them when she batted her lashes. Her lips were oval-shaped and her fair skin accentuated her blonde hair that was tied up in a neat bun.

Hera walked up to the porch that separated the main house from the servants quarters. The security men had directed her towards this area.

She knocked on the door and an older lady stepped out with an apron tied to her body.

"Hello" the lady greeted with a placating smile "How can I help you?" She asked scanning Hera from head to toe wondering what she was doing here.

"My name is Hera Whitson and I'm the new housekeeper that was assigned here" she explained before showing her papers to the older lady.

Mariam, took the papers from her hand and stared at it a little longer.

"Ah... you're the one sent to replace Karla!" She proclaimed. "You're welcome. Come inside and I'll show you to your room" she stepped aside allowing Hera to enter.

"Thank you" Hera chimed before walking inside after the woman.

"Bryce has gone for work" Mariam explained "But you'll meet him later. I'll show you around the house so that you'd get used to your work area."

Hera smiled at the woman's kindness.

She wasn't expecting her to be this nice. It was great having someone here to look after her.

The hours that followed were spent with Mariam showing Hera around the house.

If it wasn't for Mariam's help, she would've been lost by now. The house was so big that it scared her to death. How is it possible that only the owner lives here all alone?

"What about his wife and children?" Hera had asked at one point during their tour but Mariam's face fell immediately. Hera was confused as to her sudden reaction but still looked at her expectantly.

"He's not married. He doesn't have kids either. He despises them. Wants absolutely nothing to do with them." Mariam conceded with pain filled eyes.

Her boss was a very kind man but for some reason, he preffered to bed women rather than to house them.

"What's there to despise?" Hera asked innocently "Children are blessings from above. Back home, we are taught that children are God's gift to mankind. They're the product of the love that a husband and wife share."

Mariam looked at Hera as she spoke. She was quite fascinated on how she viewed the world. It was obvious that she's not from around here.

For her age, she was quite intelligent and pretty smart too.

"Why are you here Hera? In this city I mean" Mariam asked when their tour of the house was over. She noticed how Hera flushed to that question.

"I came here to go to college" She replied truthfully "I grew up in a convent back at home. My sister and I were orphans that was picked up by the sisters and we were raised there as well" Her eyes lit up as she spoke.

She was always happy to talk about home. It reminded her of the people there so she doesn't feel alone anymore.

"Life in the convent was good but I wanted to achieve something for myself. I finished high school over there and so I wanted to go to college and for that to happen, I needed a job so I applied and that was how I got this one." She explained and Mariam nodded her head in understanding.

"It's always good to dream Hera and I glad that you are."

"Thank you so much Ma'am Mariam. You're very nice." She commended causing the older lady to chuckle.

"Let's get you settled before we start preparations for dinner." Mariam suggested leading the way towards the servant quarters with Hera trailing behind her.

"How many servants are in this house?"

Mariam furrowed her brows in deep thought "More than ten I can assure you but we handle the kitchen work. The rest do other jobs around the house. Bryce has trust issues so he doesn't usually accommodate too many people."

"Oh" Hera uttered in surprise before exiting the big mansion.

*.*.*

Bryce was working on some files in the office. He needed to finish a pending project and get some workload off his chest as well. This project meant bigger opportunities for him and he can't afford to let it slip.

"Hello Bryce!" Someone called in a sultry voice as she made her way inside his office. He had been so busy that he didn't realize that he had company.

Bryce instantly recognized the voice. He would recognize it even if he was in hell. That voice was capable of doing strange things to him and so he knows it for what it was.

"Nella" His voice suddenly became low as he spoke.

"What are you doing in L.A? I thought that you wouldn't be back for another two weeks?"

She rounded the table and lifted herself to sit on his table facing him.

Bryce didn't fail to notice how pretty she looked. She was glad in a short red dress and silver heels. Her lips were painted with red lipstick and her hair was a bit damp. Almost like she just came out of a pool before coming here to see him.

Nella could pull off any look so he wasn't surprised. She was an incredibly beautiful woman.

"Miss me?" She inched her face closer to his, intentionally exposing her cleavages in the process.

"What can I say? You do it better than any woman In Los Angeles" he confessed with a smirk on his face.

"How about I make you feel better? For old times sake?" She suggested, licking his ears while his hands parted her legs slowly to reveal her womanhood. She wasn't on panties.

"Just the way you like it" she responds to the question lingering on his mind as he looked down at her.

"You're the only one who gets me Nella. Thanks for coming back" he whispers before crashing his lips on hers.

She shivers when his hands comes in contact with her clit from under her gown.

Bryce has a way of igniting the flames in her with just one touch.

She arched forward, baring her clit to his fingers for more assault. She had missed this. She had missed him. All through her flight, she only had one thought in mind. Making Bryce hers and now that she's with him, she's never letting go.

Bryce plunged his fingers into her tight sheath causing her to pulsate. She shivered as he continued to ram his fingers into her core.

"Fuck!" She choked out a cry. Her hands on the table were trembling as she tried to steady herself. This is more than she bargained for.

"How much did you miss me?" He asked in a hoarse voice as he brought his face down to suckle the skin just below her neck.

Nella cried out in estacy.

"I knew it Nella. You're intoxicating there as well" He grunted in a deep voice.

"Bryce!" Nella's voice came out as a plea but she should know better that Bryce isn't stopping anytime soon. She asked for this after all.

"Tell me Nella" he coaxed "Tell me how much you missed my cock inside you"

"I m-missed..." She trailed with her eyes closed.

"I will stop touching you if you don't tell me what I'd like to hear" he flicked his fingers on her clit and she spasmed out of control.

When she didn't respond, Bryce tried to withdraw his fingers but she held it in place.

"Don't you dare stop!" She commanded with a voice filled with nothing but pure arousal.

"Stop what?" He asked with a sly smile on his face as he stared at her face.

"Don't stop touching me Bryce. Please fuck me!" She said with a quivering voice that sent millions of signals to his dick.

"That's what I wanted to hear Nella." He conceded before pushing her head back on the table, baring her pûssy to his face.

Bryce lifted her legs and buried his face into her womanhood.

"Bryce!" She screamed trying to push away from him but he held her in place. He took the little bud into his mouth and sucked on it, making sure to wipe out all the juices with his tongue. His grazed her clit with his tongue and she shivered. Nella's thoughts were all scattered at the moment that she could even think properly.

"You like that huh?" He asked in a sultry voice.

"Oh fuck! Yes fuck!" She encouraged but he only fucked her with his tongue before adjusting himself on his seat.

Nella who was confused of what just happened, straightened her dress to look at him.

"What happened?"

Staring her her, a smile found a way to his lips "How about we finish this at my house?"

Seeing that he already had her on the edge, he knew deep down that she wouldn't be able to refuse.

Damn That Sexy Ass!

"Pass me the vegetables." Mariam ordered, pointing to the chopped vegetable at the other end of the kitchen counter.

They were in the kitchen preparing dinner for Bryce to eat when he gets back.

Hera had just finished making potatoes and chicken gravy. Mariam was surprised at how well she cooked but Hera had opened up that she learnt how to cook from the convent.

Every Saturday after morning mass, the sisters usually gave them cooking lessons so it was easy for her to play around with a lot of ingredients.

As time went on, she got really good at it and started preparing food for the children as well.

"I have a problem with mashed potatoes but since you're here, I have a feeling that I'll be pretty good at it very soon" Mariam bragged jokingly as her eyes lit up in fascination.

"Of course ma'am. I'll teach you everything you need to know" she assured her with a smile.

A while after, they were done with dinner.

Hera glanced at the clock in the kitchen. It was already past eight at night. Does their boss usually come back home so late at night? Maybe he was a very busy person that took his job seriously.

He lives in a big house so it's only fitting that he works very hard to maintain it as well.

"I'll go get cleaned up first." Mariam alerted her "Should Incase Bryce shows up, serve him dinner but if I'm back before then I'll serve him myself so that you can also get cleaned."

"Okay" Hera affirmed in a small voice, earning a smile from Mariam.

Mariam hurriedly left the kitchen and went straight to her room in the servant quarters.

Hera decided to clean up the kitchen while she waited.

She wouldn't want Mariam to get upset.

Halfway through the dishes, she felt someone behind her and stirred but then she became relaxed thinking that it was Mariam who had returned from after her shower.

"I'm almost done here Ma'am." She announced "I'll go get cleaned now"

Turning around, she locked her eyes with a huge man with a rippling muscles that almost popped out of his clothes.

He was so tall that he made her feel small.

Her first impulse was to scream but then what if he's the owner of the house? The security would never let a stranger into the house right?

"Who are you and what are you doing here?" He asked and Hera frozed instantly. She has never been in the same room alone with a man before. Back at the convent, it was always the sisters and occasionally the priest that she had seen and acknowledged to be the man.

What is she going to say or do now?

*.*.*

Bryce arrived home with Nella after a long day at work.

Nella was his childhood friend while growing up. They were very close to the point that most people thought that they would end up together. Although Bryce doesn't have such feelings for her, Nella was madly in love with him and so she proposed a friends with benefit contract between the two of them.

He was allowed to do all the sinful things he wanted to her for as long as she wanted.

At first he didn't agree to it but after one night of seduction, he figured that it wasn't such a bad idea. Thus, the beginning of their sexual relationship.

"Is anyone at home?" Nella had asked the minute they walked into the living room. They could hear clattering of plates and spoons which indicated that the noise was coming from the kitchen.

"Maybe it's Mariam." He had replied casually. "Go upstairs, I'll check it out and join you later" he told her before making his way towards the kitchen.

The more he walked closer to the kitchen, the more the sound became louder.

The minute he stepped in, he was greeted by a pair of round, firm and curvy butt facing towards his direction.

When did Mariam's ass get bigger or is he dreaming?

At first, he stood still and just admired the creation in front of him. It was too beautiful to ignore. The lady's rear end was a piece of work. An alluring piece of work.

"I'm almost done ma'am, I'll go get cleaned now" she announced but he didn't say anything until she turned to face him.

Heavens!

Did an angel fall from above?

Bryce studied her closely. She was clad in a knee length gown that didn't do justice to the curves hidden underneath. Her fair skin glowed like the morning sun shimmering on a lake. Her pouty lips were a bit parted and her hazel eyes complimented her long lashes. Her blonde hair was tied up in a neat bun and he noticed how shocked she was, staring at him.

She had even gone further to hold the washing sponge tightly in her hands. Bryce imagined those hands holding his dick firmly. For some weird reason, he envied the poor sponge.

Too many thoughts were roaming through Bryce's mind at the moment but he focused on the more important one. The lady in front of him.

"Who are you and what are you doing here?"

Hera bowed her head shyly.

"Good evening sir. My name is Hera and I'm the new maid" she introduced herself.

"You're the one replacing Karla?" He wanted to ask but rubbed his head in acknowledgment that she won't know what he was saying or who Karla even was in the first place.

"Where is Mariam?" He asked instead.

"In her room. Should I serve dinner?" She asked him in a quiet voice that stirred something inside him. He has never heard such soothing voice before.

"Don't bother. I'm not hungry" he replied calmly—shocking himself. Since when does he talk to a woman politely?

"Okay sir. I'll just clean up and leave." She stated before turning her back to face him again.

Damn that ass.

It took all his will-power and might to actually look away.

Why is he affected by it? He has seen a lot of it so why is this one any special?

Turning away, he made his way towards his bedroom. He was already disoriented and he needed to relieve his stress. The housekeeper can wait until tomorrow when he's sane enough to talk to her.

Right now, he wanted nothing more than to bury himself inside the tight sheath of Nella's pussy.

Fuck Me Till I Can't Walk

Bryce entered his bedroom and was surprised to see Nella stark naked on his bed.

The only thing covering her nude body was just a flee blanket that he had thrown on the bed In the morning before he left for work.

Bryce frowned when he saw her there. He doesn't fuck a woman on his bed. His bed is off limits to all his whores and with good reason too but he couldn't do anything about it now.

She was already lying down and he wouldn't want to spoil the fun by chasing her away.

It's his fault. He sent her upstairs without him. If he had gone with her then he would have found an excuse to prevent her from using it but then, here they were.

Nella could understand his predicament but she also knew that Bryce would never tell her to leave. She was more than one of his whores. She was his best friend.

Overtime, she had heard stories about how he never takes a woman to bed. She doesn't know the reason behind it but deep down, she was happy that he didn't chase her away.

She was tired of being spanked from the table. She was tired of being fucked like one of his whores. She's different from them.

In as much as he had that rule while growing up, she was the only one capable of defying it.

And plus this night is supposed to be a memorable one. She had anticipated it all day so there's no way he's going to ruin it for her.

"You're here" her voice came out soft and surprised. Bryce eyed her curiously, waiting for her next move.

As if on cue, she stood up slowly, making sure to throw off the blanket in a way that'll make him see every bit of her exposed skin.

She always had him on the edge and knowing that creates a certain satisfaction for her.

Knowing that she's the only one that bends him to her will.

Bryce doesn't have a heart but a mind that belongs and is controlled by her alone.

Stalking closer, she made sure to never break eye contact with him.

"I'm glad you're here with me now Bryce" she whispered in a sensual voice as she brought down her lips to nibble on the skin just below his Jawline. Making sure to lick her way up his ears.

Bryce quivered.

Nella had always been good when it came to fueling his emotions. She does it without stress.

She managed to tug of his shirt after undoing his buttons and proceeded to do same to his trousers.

"You know..." She began still touching him "When I was away on that business trip, I thought of nothing but you." Her fingers trailed off his abs down to his torso.

"And what exactly did you think about?"

She smiled "I thought about what you would taste. I thought about how it would feel to have you inside me again."

In one swift movement, Bryce had his hands on her neck, turning her back towards him as he held her in place.

His hold on her was not strong enough to kill her but strong enough not to let her escape from him. She was his prisoner at this moment. His sexual prisoner.

"You know what Nella?" He breathed in her ears before raising the other hand to encircle the swollen bud of her firm breasts.

He kneaded the breasts and massaged them. Shifting from left to right.

"I'm your genie for tonight but sadly, you only get to have one wish" his husky voice pierced through her hazel lust filled world. "So use it wisely" he advised, nibbling on her ears which caused her to shiver.

"Bryce!" She trembled under his touch.

"So what's it gonna be Nella?" He asked, then traced his fingers down to her already wet dripping cunt.

He brought his fingers up to his nose and sniffed "Damn it Nella, you're wet and I haven't even touched you yet."

"I wish..." She began grabbing his hands and placing it at the entrance of her warm sultry flesh.

"Go on" he urged, inserting a finger inside her tight sheath.

"Fuck!" She breathed out, throwing her heads backwards. He's torturing her and it's messing up her senses. She can't even think properly at the moment.

"You wish, Fuck?" He imitated her with a half baked smile and added another finger inside her.

"Oh my goodness Bryce!" She shrieked.

She wanted out. This is too much for her to handle.

"Just tell me what I want to hear Nella" Bryce pressed on. Nella couldn't stop the rapid rise and fall of her chest. She wanted this. She wanted him.

"I wish that you fuck me till I can't walk anymore" she blurted out the words before she could stop her mouth from saying them.

His lips stretches Into a smile. "Wish granted" the smile on his lips seemed to say.

"You're getting fucked by me whether you wish for it or not Nella. I'm filling you with my cock whether you request for it or not and that's a promise." was all the warning she got before he shoved three fingers inside her opening.

Nella squirted and almost fell to the ground but Bryce caught her.

She was very responsive and that's one of the things he likes about her.

He finger-fucked her and watched her cum on his fingers.

"Please Bryce!" She begged but it only fell on deaf ears.

Bryce turned her around and latched his mouth on her swollen pink bud.

He drew from it like a child sucking on his mother's breasts. Nella tried to push him away but she couldn't move. She felt full. Ripped apart but that didn't stop his attacks. Not even her protests could stop him from doing whatever he had planned for tonight.

He suckled on her breasts in hard tugs, drawing the soft flesh into his hard mouth. fingers never leaving her clit as he flickered on the tiny bud that causes multiple sensations to riple through her all at once.

Nella cried out In pleasure.

Before she could process what was going on, his fingers had been replaced by his dick and in one swift move, he thrusted deeply into her.

"It's soo good!" She moaned. "Fuck!" She wailed loudly.

An erupted growl came from the back of his throat as he rammed deeper into her.

Her boobs bounced to the rhythm of movement.

Bryce quickly pulled out of her cunt and pushed her to the table just at the corner of his bed.

Before she could protest, he bent down and lifted up her legs. Placing it on his shoulders before his head delved between her legs and his tongue took the place of his dick.

Nella thrashed back and arched forward towards him.

"Oh my God" she gasped. Her voice thready with need and pure arousal.

Bryce picked her up like she weighed nothing and replaced his tongue with his dick, making sure to hit every corner of her walls till she begged for more.

The night was far from over and her wish was still yet to be granted.

Seeing Her Boss Naked

Hera woke up the next morning to a rattling noise coming from outside her house.

It sounded as though someone or something was persistently screeching on the door in order to open it. She was currently occupying the house that belonged to the previous maid before her.

Her boss had made sure that all his workers are being very well taken care of. Every servant in the Donovan's had his or her own bedroom to their convenience and for that, she was extremely grateful to him.

It was a lot easier for her to do things at her own privacy without being disturbed but the sound at the door has her doubting if it was indeed true or not.

Petrified, she stood up and thew her jacket over her nightwear before stalking towards the door slowly.

She quietly opened it and peeks through but is surprised to find a huge furry animal with its tongue sticking outside his mouth staring at her.

Smilingly, she squats down to pet his head.

She didn't see a dog when she moved in yesterday so she's a bit surprised to see one now. Maybe it belonged to one of the workers in the house.

"Hi there little fella." She called softly and he barked loudly in response. "You aren't lost are you? Where's your master?" She asked but he turned around and scurried away like his life depended on it.

"Hold on!" She hollers after it and immediately rushes outside but bumps into a wall or rather something that feels like a wall but cages her protectively so that she doesn't fall.

Startled, she looks up to see the face of her rescuer but is surprised to see none other than her boss.

She quickly pulls away from his touch like someone who has committed a sin.

"Good morning sir" she greeted nonetheless.

Bryce was confused. He was preparing for his morning jog as usual when he felt her plastered to his body. His first impulse was to yell but then his naughty brain had already registered the softness of whatever had bumped into him so he had no other choice but to refrain from doing so.

"Good morning!" Bryce replied as his eyes studied her closely. Taking in the beauty of the blue eyes staring right back at him.

Just then, he recognized her as the new maid that he saw last night. The one that was sent to replace Karla.

His eyes did a sweep on her and lingered on her breasts. Somehow, he felt his cock twitch in his pants.

She wasn't supposed to look too stunning than she did last night. What is it about her that has him staring at her a little longer than usual?

Hera who noticed her boss's eyes on her chest, instinctively drew her jacket closer to cover her chests. That was when it hit her that she was clad in nothing but her night dress and so she excused herself and scampered out of his presence into her house.

Bryce almost laughed at her attitude. He couldn't tell if she was running away because she was being naive or seeing him had stirred something in her.

He was a handsome sculpture to look at. Many women had wet their pants just by staring at him and he was almost certain that the same thing must've happened to her.

"Come on King, let's go" he called after the dog who chased behind him as they made their way towards the gate to begin their morning routine.

***

Hera finished her morning prayers.

She always had a certain peace whenever she spoke to him up there. She's always certain that he's watching over her and guiding and steps and the thought of it alone always fills her with great relief.

After prayers, she had her bath and made herself a bowl of noodles.

She made a mental note to visit the grocery store and get herself some groceries when she gets her first paycheck and if things runs smoothly then maybe she can ask the sisters toet Christina stay with her.

It was a huge plan and is going to be a very difficult one but it'll be worth it very soon.

After discarding the plates in the sink, she dressed up and made her way towards the big mansion to start her daily chores.

Halfway through the cleanup, Mariam stepped into help her.

"How was your first night Hera?" Mariam had asked when she saw Hera cleaning up the kitchen few seconds after her arrival.

"It was lovely Mariam." She replied with a smile "I can tell that you slept fine too. You're glowing" she complimented.

"As if" she waved her off with a laugh "Don't make fun of my old bones Hera."

"I'm not lying though. I can never lie about something like that" she tells her in a small voice.

"Flattery will get you anywhere my child. I'll finish up here in the kitchen Hera. Why don't you clean up the boss's room instead" Mariam had requested and she went straight up to his bedroom to carry out her orders.

She was lucky that Mariam had given her a house tour when she arrived or she would've been lost by now.

She opened the door to Bryce's bedroom after spotting it and let herself in when no one answered the door after she had knocked.

Hera was surprised to see the room completely vandalized.

Maybe an earthquake shook the city last night. She thought. But it won't be an earthquake if it didn't shake her own bedroom as well or was it a tornado?

The boss's house isn't far from hers so how is it possible that something like this could happen to his bedroom alone?

She shook off the remaining thoughts and set out to work.

Halfway through her cleaning, the adjourning door opposite the bedroom swings open and Bryce stepped out stark naked with nothing but his towel tied around his waist.

Hera was completely appalled.

She quickly turned towards the opposite direction. Her breath was coming out in pants as her heart thudded repeatedly.

She just saw the complete nudeness of her boss. She just saw a man naked for the first time. Today isn't looking promising for her at all.

The Taste Of Her Sexy Lips

Bryce decided to have a quick shower after his morning run. He was already late for work as it is. Hopefully, he would make it to his office on time.

He came back home to an empty room which indicated Nella's departure. He'll make sure to call her later but now he has to get ready.

After taking his bath, he rushed out of the bathroom and that's when he saw her again.

How is it possible that she's always in front of him all the time. For some weird reason, he doesn't want to see her even though deep down he wanted nothing but to see her face all the time. He had been so messed up earlier this morning and it's as if the universe is intentionally throwing her towards him.

He had noticed how her cheeks had turned crimson red just by staring at him. Is she for real? Does she want him as well?

"What are you doing in my bedroom?" He asked after gaining a little composure. The beads of water trailed off his muscular body in droplets but he doesn't seem to give a care in the world about it.

For now, all his attention was focused on this little petite woman standing in front of him.

Still not facing him, Hera replied "Mariam had asked me to clean out your bedroom and I came to do that."

He folded his hands across his chest as he continued to stare at her with a smug grin on his face "Is that the only reason why you came here? Just to clean up my bedroom?" He asked again. Her first reply wasn't as satisfying as he had hoped.

He sounded amused and for some reason, it bothered her. Why was he finding this funny? It wasn't funny that she got to see him naked. It's not funny that he's standing shirtless in front of her and it's not funny that he's finding her current predicament amusing.

Well technically, he wasn't completely naked but still, he was without clothes and just stepped out of the shower so it counts as being naked.

"I don't understand sir" her small voice echoed with her head slightly bowed down facing the ground.

"Are you saying that you didn't know that I was here in my bedroom before you walked in?" He sounded like he doesn't believe her.

He had seen her type over the years.

A lot of his maid had tried to seduce him all in the name of pretence so he was certain that she was one of them.

Why would she come in here in the first place when she knows that he might be here after all?

"I didn't know that you were here" she said after finding her voice "I promise that I didn't..."

He stalked closer to her and she took a step back. Her brows knitted in confusion. Her fears suddenly becoming visible.

"What are you doing?" She asked- moving further backwards till her butt landed on the soft fluffy bed.

Bryce was staring at her now. His eyes never wavering.

"You came here because you wanted a piece of me right?" He asked in a husky voice that caused her blood pressure to rise involuntarily.

"What do you mean by that sir?" She asked innocently.

Bryce was taken aback by her sudden question. Does she really not understand what he's saying or is she just trying to act dumb?

Ignoring her remark, he pressed further "I'm pretty sure you're here because you wanted me to touch you" He smirked and continued "I'm sure you've heard lots of stories about me and now you want nothing more than being with me don't you?"

"Listen" he said when she didn't respond "I don't usually have any sexual contact with any of my workers but if you want it so desperately then I guess I can make an exception" Bryce inched his face closer to her and sniffed the tendrils of her blonde hair. It smelt like a mixture of lavender and chamomile. He guessed that it was the smell of her hair shampoo.

Hera felt cold chills run all over her body at the slight contact of his face on hers.

Sex? He wanted to touch her in a sinful manner. He's trying to have his way with her. She couldn't believe it.

She's heard stories from the sisters In the convent about illicit relationships that people share and she's promised herself not to give in to that sexual desires no matter what.

Her chin flew up defiantly and she pushed him away as hard as she can.

To Bryce, it felt like a little shove but to her, it felt as if she just moved a huge rock with her bare hands.

"Don't come close to me sir. It's not right." She warned him sternly.

"Don't play pretence sweetie, I know that you want it as much as I do" his lips came closer to hers and before her brain could process what was going on, he crashed his lips on hers making sure to savour the taste of her plum lips on his.

She tasted...DIVINE.

That was the first thought that registered on his mind. It wasn't like any kiss Bryce had ever had in his life. Her lips on his tasted soft, lush and very intoxicating.

MORE!

He wanted more. He needed more and by the heavens, he will get more.

Bryce never anticipated Hera's next action. She pushed herself away from her and slapped him hard on the cheeks.

Bryce was shocked and utterly confused. Disappointment coursed through him.

What just happened?

He touched his cheeks and that's when it hit him that he wasn't dreaming. She just slapped him.

He brought his face to look at the first woman who just dared to assault him only to find her eyes flooded with tears.

She was crying.

Bryce didn't know if he should feel sorry or offended by her actions.

He's the one who got slapped and she's the one who's crying.

Women! He can never understand them. One minute they're acting like they want you and the next minute, they're pretending like they want absolutely nothing to do with you.

Forcing herself up from the bed, Hera excused herself and ran out of his bedroom without looking back. She ran like someone who was being chased by a gang of robbers.

Well he didn't regret the kiss. The woman tasted like honey from a nectar. He most definitely doesn't regret it at all and if given another chance then he'll do it over and over again.