SEX WITH THE VIRGIN MAID by KIARI HORSFALL

The Kiss Of Blatant Possession her bottom.

Hera moaned softly and opened up to him. His tongue delved in, gently, urging, begging. His hands were tender as one curled up around her neck holding her in place while the other raised up slowly from her hips, tracing the line of her back and resting possessively on A flsizzled through her, pumping and shooting up into her bloodstream like a volcano. Wide and hot. She kissed him back. A kiss filled with inexperience and pure innocence.

She wasn't kissing him to impress him, but she was kissing him because she couldn't control the desire in her to do so. The thought of it had Bryce's head reeling in happiness.

His mouth hardened, becoming hot and compelling. Soft cries escaped her lips, driving him crazy.

His mouth was fastened hard on hers as he kissed her thoroughly.

For a few minutes, she kissed him back but with a whimper, she wretched her lips away from his.

She shot up immediately, blushing furiously, her lips wet and swollen from being kissed.

"Please stop Bryce, you can't keep on doing this..." She whispered and pulled away from him, trying to catch her breath.

"I don't want you to pretend that it's not happening Hera." He stated, staring at her.

He looked so cool, very calm and coordinated while she was practically heating up. Her whole body is on fire. It's almost like she just cdown with fever but that wasn't the case. She knew better to understand that this hotness was from another type of sickness that's not fever. "But this isn't right. You're supposed to be my friend Bryce." But why does it feel so very right? "Deny it all you want Hera, but you know you can't deny the fact that it is happening." Bryce couldn't understand what he was saying. All he knows that is that it's beginning to prove more difficult keeping his hands off her. "Whatever is happening, is something that I don't want to explore. It'll ruin us." It'll ruin me.

She said that last part to herself. She couldn't take the image of what she had seen lady night off her head. She couldn't trust him with herself. He'll end up hurting her and probably use her like he did to Nella and the other girls that she doesn't even know from Adam. Bryce studied her closely as she battled with herself. Her hands were ruffling the hem of her dress and she couldn't bring herself took him in the eye.

Even though it was hard, he had to respect her wishes. She was the only person that cared about being friends with him. Others, only cared about ending up on his bed.

"It's okay Hera. It's fine." He assured her and she smiled back at him.

"Thank you Bryce. I'll clear the dishes now." She quickly went back to pretending as though the kiss didn't happen. He was upset because to him, it did and he couldn't deny it.

"I overheard sister Martha invited you to our Thanksgiving service. You don't have to go if you don't want to, I'll explain to her that you had something else to do. She'll understand." "I told her that I'll think about it and besides, it isn't till the next three weeks so I still have a lot of tto do so." He still had other things to think about, like the way he's feeling the persistent urge to please and impress her.

"Okay then no problem. Tomorrow is Monday, are you going to be busy?" She asked when she was done with the table.

"I have sfiles to work on but I'm not going to the office. I'll just work from home." He explained to her and a feeling of disappointed washes over her.

He laughed heartily "You want to go somewhere don't you?" She scratched her palm nervously "Well..." "I'll take you somewhere tomorrow when I'm done with work and besides, we still have a basketball gto go to this evening remember?" He arched his brows at her.

Her face lit up instantly "Right. How could I forget? Silly me." She unconsciously slapped herself.

He laughed at her flimsy excuse of being forgetful.

"I know. God, I never knew women like you still existed." He groaned, his fingers spreading on her soft hair. "Women like me?" She asked in a small voice.

"Yes, you're...unique. Everything I haven't seen in a woman and more." "Oh..." She flushed shyly.

I'no A loud knock on the door, broke up their little moment together. The knock was so insistent. Bryce had no choice than to match the door while grumbling angrily. He twisted the door knob and threw it open. It was Mariam. "Oh my goodness sir, I had no idea that you were with Hera. I could cback later If that's okay." She apologized and rubbed his face slowly. She just interrupted their moment together.

"It's fine Mariam. I was just about to leave anyways. Hera is all yours." He told her playfully and she smiled back at him.

"Thank you sir."

Bryce turned to look at Hera "Don't forget about our outing this evening. I'll cand pick you up later and if you're not ready, then I'd drag you to the basketball court if I had to." He teased and her lips stretched into a contiguous smile. "I won't forget Bryce. Promise." Mariam watched the exchange between the two of them. Her boss was smiling? That's something that you don't get to see everyday.

"Con King." He called after the dog who laid down sprawled on the hard surface. He jumped up immediately and dashed towards the door where his owner was standing, patiently waiting for him.

Bryce stepped out of her apartment with King trailing behind him closely.

Mariam saw the look on Hera's face, the glint in her eyes as she watched him leave. Could it be what she was thinking?

Was her boss actually falling for Hera or is this just his ploy to get her on his bed? She doesn't fully trust him with Hera and the fact that she was also taken in with him was something she couldn't understand. The boss was a handsman alright but deep down, his personality reeks and as much as she thought he was a good person, he still wasn't good enough for Hera.