Chapter 4: The Bang

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

Loveth responded, but it was so obvious that she did not know how to kiss. She kissed Patrick in return, licking his lower lips.

Patrick smiled and parted his lips away from Loveth's, staring at her face as he moved backwards and sat up properly on his bed. He said, "So you don't want to suck me, but I'm feeling hot and sick with you here with me. Just a little warmth from you won't hurt, I promise."

Loveth could not resist Patrick as she felt drawn to him, and her pûssy was aching like it needed him to plunge into her.

Patrick stripped Loveth of her pink gown and threw it to the tiled floor, exposing her full bare body to his view, even in his drunken state. He stared at her huge brẹasts, and he took time in removing her bra and underwear too.

"How old are you?" Patrick asked Loveth, as her face looked younger but her body was more mature than he could think.

"I'm twenty years old, and will be twenty-one next month in January," Loveth replied in a hoarse voice, feeling her cheeks burn redder in embarrassment, as she saw her madam's son staring at her like a predator.

"Hmm," Patrick hummed and caressed Loveth's bare body wanting to get her in the mood with him.

Loveth moaned and bit her lower lips to stop herself from moaning aloud, as she was embarrassed with the type of sounds escaping from her own lips.

She bit her bottom lip to prevent herself from moaning, as she could not push Patrick away or dart out of his room, even as he was drunk.

Whatever Patrick was doing to Loveth was awakening something strange in her body—something she had never felt before—and she did not want him to stop.

Patrick parted his lips away from Loveth's lips, and let his hands travel down to her pûssy. She gasped at his touch and stared at him with wide eyes open as he looked so handsome in the dimly lit room.

Patrick's dark skin, defined chest, and hard smooth muscles made Loveth's heart panic in excitement, as his phallus seemed to poke her, making her fear what he wanted to do to her.

Yet she was also eager to know and have him plunge into her core, as her friends had spoken to her about handsome dark men, and she was missing out on it.

Loveth wanted to feel Patrick's dîck, and she felt embarrassed with the way he paused and stared at her body, like he was contemplating something when she told him that she had not slept with a man before.

Patrick finally crossed over Loveth on his bed, and he saw her eyes focused on him. He was drunk and blurry, but also wanted pleasure.

Thoughts about Willow had triggered Patrick on, and Loveth was beautiful enough to entice him.

Patrick felt hungry to eat Loveth up. Even though he was hungry, his hunger was not for food but for pleasure.

Patrick wanted Loveth to be in the mood with him as the last thing he would never want was for any lady to accuse him of defiling her. He had never once taken any liking to any of their maids in the mansion before, except for Loveth. Staring at her, he felt drawn to sleep with her.

Patrick finally shifted backwards away from Loveth, moving downwards and slowly parting her legs open. She responded, not stopping him, but rather parting her legs wide open for him to enter and also smiling nervously to him.

But Patrick leaned forward and dipped his head into Loveth's core, making her shudder as she clasped her legs closed, holding his head and stopping him.

Loveth was so shocked with what Patrick just did as his lips captured her cunt and attempted to suck on it.

Patrick raised his head up and stared at Loveth's face, as he licked his lips and met her gaze.

She looked beautiful, and at that moment he forgot he had ever met anyone named Willow Albert who broke his heart. All Patrick wanted was Loveth. He neared her back and positioned himself to go deeper into her core.

Loveth did not refuse Patrick again as she also wanted him. She prepared herself to have him. But when he thrust his huge length into her core, shattering her walls, she gasped in horror, gripping his arms and tapping on him to stop as she felt pain all over.

Patrick was already in cloud nine and could not listen to Loveth's pleas, or stop as she clung and tapped on him to stop.

He rode her faster and loved how wet and tight she was. Not until he heard her crying did he slow and stop, staring at her crying face for a moment for her to adjust.

Patrick remembered he had not even used protection as he was drunk. He knew if he withdrew to look for a condom to wear, Loveth might end up refusing him, and he would not be able to force himself on her.

So he continued, riding her slowly and then faster until he got to his climax and stopped, feeling her body shudder beneath him.

Patrick then collapsed on Loveth as he discharged all his hot spérm into her core. Next, she heard him snoring as he drifted to sleep on top of her.

Loveth wiped off the corner of her eyes as reality dawned on her about what had happened between them. She tried to push Patrick away, but he was heavier, so her hands ended up hugging him.

Loveth remembered she had only stepped into Patrick's room to deliver his dinner, 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.

Loveth had heard that some drunken men hardly remember things when they woke up. She prayed Patrick shouldn't remember.

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

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

Patrick saw her hand rake over his body, realizing they were both bare. She neared him and touched his dîck, and to his greatest shock, sucked on him. He was weak to do anything. He laid lifeless, staring at her and trying to figure out her face, but he could not see her clearly.

Similarly, Loveth slid out from Patrick's bed after pushing him away. She searched his room for her underwear and bra, seeing where he had thrown them on the tiled ground.

Loveth stepped down from Patrick's bed and stared at him sleeping. She used his towel to cover him up as she rushed to pick up her pink gown and wore it.

The time in Patrick's room hit 10 p.m. Loveth stared at his studying table and saw the meal she brought for him. She quickly wore her underwear, putting back her uniform. She stared around his bed to make sure she was not forgetting anything, and she quickly darted out of his room, rushing back to the elevator and down to her room on the second floor, where she shared with the other maids working with the Andersons.

Arriving on the second floor, Loveth met with the head maid, Aria Jameson, who stared at her irritably.

Loveth ignored Aria 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. 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 palpitations, and her core still throbbing like the handsome master's rod was still in her.

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

Patrick was drunk and he did not 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 in her bed, and sleeping was difficult as she had never planned on their first meeting being like that.

"I could have just pushed him away," Loveth said as she sobbed, lying on her side to drift to sleep.

Loveth laid for a while and stood up to relieve herself in the bathroom, as she was using her room alone.

She decided to pretend like nothing had ever happened between them, unless he remembered.

Since she also liked and admired him, Loveth decided to wait and see if Patrick remembered her. She finally walked back to her bed and laid on it, as she fell asleep.