SEX WITH THE VIRGIN MAID 18+

Bryce was in the shower when he heard soft whispering voices. He paused to listen. At first he had thought that it was only a figment of his imagination but when it came again for the second time, he was convinced had to agree to the fact that someone was in his bedroom. Was it Nella?

It can’t be Nella. She always called and asked for permission whenever she wanted to see him or come over and they haven’t really spoken to each other for days now. He would’ve said that maybe his house was being robbed but the girly giggle didn’t sound like a robber. Whatever it was, it still didn’t change the fact that there was someone in his bedroom.

He quickly finished with his bath and tied a towel around his waist then he reached for the other one that was meant to dry up his hair before stepping out of the bathroom.

There, he came face to face with the woman whom he had been avoiding all evening. Her back faced him so she didn’t know that he was standing behind her. Was this supposed to be another temptation? All he ever wanted to do was sleep through today and pretend as if it never happened but how was he supposed to do that when the universe kept on throwing her towards his direction.

He could do this all day but it won’t do him any good because she had always managed to give him a boner without trying too hard.

But when she said that she had come to apologize, it had him intrigued. If he could remember correctly then he was the one who acted like a total dickhead so why would she apologize?

He had been upset and just when he thought he’d heard it all, she went further to ask if she did something wrong.

“And what makes you think that you did something wrong?” He had asked, closing the bridge between them. He noticed how nervous and uncomfortable she had become underneath his gaze. Was she scared? Frightened? He didn’t have a clue. He’s not the one to understand a woman’s feelings but this particular woman was slowly breaking the standard that he had held up for himself to this very moment.

“I don’t know…” She trailed off and folded her arms across her chest. “You got angry at me after the game. You stopped talking to me. I tried to get you to say something but you kept on ignoring me and so I figured that you were still mad at me.”

“Hera…” He breathed heavily “I am not mad at you.”

“You are too.” She bickered and pukered her lips in an angry pout. It was supposed to be serious but so far, he found it funny and alluring.

“Just tell me what I did wrong so that we can settle our differences and go back to being friends.” She prompted.

Friends? He was slowly beginning to hate that word. It came with a lot of boundaries that he didn’t think he was prepared for. Whoever invented that crazy word needs a mental check because so far, it had done nothing but ruin his life.

“It’s not very nice to hold a grudge and if we don’t talk about it, it might cause bigger problems in the future.” She reached for his hands and held it “Let’s not fight Bryce. Please.” She pleaded sincerely.

This woman would be the death of me. He thought to himself.

“You want to know what you did?” He asked and she nodded once.

“That guy at the game, the one you were talking to. You kept on smiling at him and as if it wasn’t enough, you waved him goodbye. Do you know him from somewhere?” He rushed out the words before he could stop them.

Hera looked at him confusing. She slowly lets go of his hand “I don’t know him. He only helped me out, that’s all. I was waiting for you like you had asked and we only talked for a short while.”

“So then, why’d you wave at him goodbye? You were with me Hera and I didn’t like the fact that you… smiled at him” He fumbled with his words.

“Is it wrong to smile at someone?” She asked innocently “I was just being friendly.”

“I’m only looking out for you Hera.” He went ahead to say when she remained quiet “This city is flooded with wolves and I don’t want you getting hurt and that’s why you’re supposed to stick to me no matter what okay?”

She smiled at him. That smile that fried his Brain whenever she looked at him.

“Okay Bryce. I will always stick to you and not smile at anyone else.” She crossed her hands over her chest in a solemn promise.

“I’m sorry I got upset.” He pulled her in for a hug and she melted inside him.

The more she held on tighter, the more he found it difficult to let her go. Focus man! You don’t want to scare her off do you? You can’t touch her. She’s your friend. He thought out loud in a bid to calm his raging hormones that were already running wild.

She pulled away “It’s fine. I forgive you.” She smiled gleefully.

“Oh and I also got you a peace offering.” He reached out to his table, picked up a packaged box and handed it over to her.

Hera opened it excitedly. He had noticed that she had thing with gifts. She was always happy to tear a package open and it only encouraged him to do more.

“It’s a box of glazed donuts.” She squealed happily when she got to see the contents inside the box.

Bryce chuckled and walked back to his closet. He pulled out loose top and shorts.

“Would you like us to eat it together?”

She nodded “Yes but after you put on some clothes.” She pointed to his bare chest. Isn’t it weird that a lot of women wanted to see him shirtless while this particular woman always wanted him clothed.

“Why? Are you affected?” He drawled amusingly. He loved teasing her and always loved it when she squirmed or tried to hide herself from getting taunted.

“I’m not affected.” She challenged boldly. Although he could see right through her. She was as scared as a mouse who had just been caught in a cheese trap.

Throwing the clothes on the bed, he stalked towards her. Hera held onto the box tightly as she took a step backward.

She hit the bed and sat down on her butt while he caged her in with both hands.

“You look affected Cara.” He whispered and she breathed nervously. He heard her sharp intake of air. Her whole body froze under his influence. Her eyes pinned on him like a predator stalking its prey.

“Don’t look at me like that” He warned when her eyes couldn’t leave his. She had no idea on what to do next. She wanted to stop staring but found it incredibly hard to do.

She felt her stomach ache and her heart beating ten times the normal rate.

“Why?” She mouthed in a small voice. Their faces only inches apart.

“Because then, I’ll be forced to kiss you again.” Came his sharp reply.© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.