Chapter 4. The Pleasure

Patrick stared at Loveth's natural face and her pink lips. He leaned forward and captured her lips with his, kissing her hungrily and savoring the taste.

Loveth responded, but it was obvious that she didn't know how to kiss. She kissed Patrick in return, licking his lower lip.

Patrick smiled and parted his lips from Loveth's, staring at her face as he moved backward and sat up properly on his bed.

Patrick said, "So you don't want to suck me, but I am feeling hot and sick with you here with me. Just a little warmth from you won't hurt, I promise."

Loveth couldn't resist Patrick, as she felt drawn to him and her center was aching like it needed him to plunge into her.

Patrick stripped off Loveth's maid gown, and threw it to the tiled floor, exposing her full body to his view, even as he was drunk. He stared at her watermelons that were big and large enough.

Patrick took his time removing Loveth's bra and underwear too. "How old are you?" He asked, as her face looked younger, but her body looked more mature than he thought.

"I am 20 years old and will be 21 next year, January," Loveth said in a hoarse voice, feeling her cheeks burn redder in embarrassment after seeing her Madam's son staring at her like a predator.

"Mm," Patrick hummed and rubbed her bare body, wanting to get her in the mood with him.

Loveth moaned and bit her lower lip to stop herself from moaning loudly, as she was embarrassed by the sounds escaping from her own lips.

She bit her lower lip to prevent herself from moaning, as she couldn't push Patrick away nor dart out of his chambers, even as he was drunk.

Whatever Patrick was doing to her was awakening something strange in her body, something she hadn't felt before, and she didn't want him to stop either.

Patrick parted his lips from Loveth's, and let his hands travel down to her core. She gasped at his touch and stared at him with wide eyes.

Patrick looked so handsome in the dimly shining blue bulb in his room. His taut, dark skin, broad, chiseled chest, and hard, smooth muscles made her heart panic in excitement, as his erection seemed to poke her and made her fear what he wanted to do to her.

Loveth was also eager to know and have Patrick in her, as her friends had spoken to her about handsome dark men, and she was missing out on it.

She wanted to feel him and felt embarrassed by the way he paused and stared at her body like he was contemplating something, especially when she told him that she hadn't slept with a man before.

Patrick finally crossed over Loveth and saw her eyes focused on him, as he was drunk and blurry.

Patrick wanted pleasure, and the thought about Willow had triggered him, and Loveth was beautiful enough to get him in the mood.

Patrick felt hungry to eat Loveth up, even though he was hungry, but his hunger wasn't for food but pleasure.

He wanted Loveth to be in the mood with him, as the last thing he wouldn't want was for any lady to accuse him of defiling her, and he had never once taken any liking to any of their maids in the mansion before, except for Loveth. Staring at her face alone, Patrick felt drawn to sleep with her.

Patrick finally shifted backward away from Loveth on the bed, moving downwards and slowly parted her legs.

She responded, not stopping him, but rather parted her legs widely for him to enter.

Loveth was also smiling nervously at Patrick, but he leaned forward and dipped his head into her cave, making her shudder, as she clasped her legs, holding his head.

Loveth hastily stopped Patrick, shutting her legs closed. She was shocked by what he just did as his lips captured her pûssy and attempted to suck on it.

Patrick raised his head and looked at Loveth's face. He licked his lips as he met her gaze. She looked beautiful, and at that moment, he forgot he ever met anyone named Willow Albert, who broke his heart, as all he wanted was Loveth.

Patrick neared Loveth again and positioned himself to go deeper into her. Loveth didn't refuse him again, as she also anticipated him and liked him.

She prepared herself to have him, not until Patrick thrust his phallus into her cave, shattering her walls, that she screamed out in horror, gripping onto him to stop, as she felt pain all over.

But Patrick was already in cloud nine and couldn't listen to her pleas, nor stop himself, as she clung to him and tapped on him to stop.

Patrick rode Loveth faster and loved how wet and tight she was, not until he heard her crying that he slowed and stopped, staring at her crying face for a moment for her to adjust to his size.

He remembered he hadn't even used any protection as he was drunken.

Patrick knew if he withdrew to look for a condom to wear, Loveth might end up refusing him, and he wouldn't be able to force himself on her either.  So he continued, riding her slowly and then faster until he got to his climax and stopped, feeling her body shudder beneath him.

Patrick finally collapsed on Loveth, as he discharged all his hot seeds into her cave. The next moment, Loveth heard Patrick snoring peacefully on the bed as he drifted to sleep on top of her.

Loveth wiped the corner of her eyes, as reality dawned on her about what just happened between them.

She tried to push him away, but he was heavier, so her hands ended up hugging him.

Loveth remembered she had only stepped into Patrick's chamber to deliver his dinner to him; as his mother complained about him having a weak stomach due to her giving birth to him at an older age, but she ended up in bed with him.

As she had heard that some drunken men hardly remember some things when they woke up, Loveth contemplated creeping out of his room.

Patrick fell into a deep slumber and dreamt of a woman with him in his room, and she was fair and beautiful.

Patrick felt weak as he wanted to sleep with her and probably have that bang in his dream, but she rather pushed him away.

Patrick laid lifeless on the bed, staring at her figure and trying to figure out her face, but he couldn't see her clearly.

Loveth, however, slid out from Patrick's bed after pushing him away. She searched his room for her underwear and pant where he had thrown them away and saw her maid uniform on the tiled ground.

Loveth stepped down from Patrick's bed and stared at him sleeping, and she used his towel to cover him up as she rushed to pick up her maid short gown and her pant to wear them.

The time in Patrick's chamber hit 10 pm sharp, and Loveth stared around at his studying table. There, she saw the covered meal which she had brought for him.

Loveth quickly wore her bra and pant before wearing back her uniform, then she stared at his bed, not wanting to forget anything.

Loveth darted out of Patrick's room and rushed back downstairs to her room on the second floor, where she shared with the other maids working with the Anderson's mansion.

Arriving on the second floor, Loveth met with the head maid, Aria Jameson who stared at her suspiciously, and she ignored the head maid and quickly walked to her own room.

There were about four maids: the head maid, her assistant, and one other maid with Loveth.

Loveth walked into her room, slowly closing her door, and she walked to her bed and climbed on it, hoping none of the maids would find out the truth of what happened between the young master and her.

Loveth felt her heart palpitating, and her center still throbbing like the handsome master's rod was still deeply in her center.

She wanted to sleep there in his chamber, but she feared what he would do to her when he woke up.

Patrick was drunk and didn't even eat his dinner.

Loveth felt sad about it as she knew his mother would ask him by daybreak if he ate his dinner last night.  She laid on her bed, finding it difficult to sleep, as she never planned on their first meeting to be like that.

"I could have just pushed him away," Loveth said, as she sobbed and laid for a while.

She stood up to ease herself as she was using her room alone.

She decided to pretend like nothing ever happened between them, except Patrick remembered, as she also liked him and admired him.

Loveth finally walked back to her bed and slept off.