CHAPTER 4

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

Loveth responded, but it was so obvious that she didn't know how to kiss. She kissed Patrick in return, licking his lower lip, and he smiled and parted his lips away from hers, 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'm 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's charm, as she felt drawn to him, and her center was aching like it needed him to plunge into her.

Patrick stripped off her 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 bigger and large enough.

He took time in removing her bra and inner wears too. "How old are you?" Patrick asked her, as Loveth's face looked younger, but her body looked more mature than he could think of.

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

"Hmm," Patrick hummed, and finally 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 with the type of sounds that were 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 drunken.

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

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

Patrick looked so handsome in the dimly shining blue bulb in his room. His taut dark skin, broad chiseled chest, hard smooth muscles made her heart panic in excitement as his erection seemed to touch 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 Patrick in her and felt embarrassed with the way he paused and stared at her 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.

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

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

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

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

She responded, not stopping him but rather parting her legs widely open for him to enter. Also smiling nervously at him, but he leaned forward and dipped his head into her cave, making her shudder as she clasped her legs closed, holding his head.

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

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

She looked beautiful, and at that moment, he forgot he had ever met anyone named Willow Albert, who broke his heart, and cheated on him with his rival. As all he wanted was Loveth.

Patrick neared Loveth again and positioned himself to go deeper into her.

Loveth didn't refuse Patrick again as she also anticipated him and liked him.

She prepared herself to have him, but not until Patrick thrust 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, tapping 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.

Patrick remembered he hadn't even used any protection on Loveth, as he was drunken.

He knew if he withdrew to look for a protection to wear, Loveth might end up refusing him, and he wouldn't 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 finally collapsed on Loveth, as he discharged all his hot seeds into her cave. And next, Loveth heard him snoring peacefully on the bed, as he drifted to sleep on top of her.

She wiped off the corner of her eyes as reality dawned on her what just happened between them.

Loveth tried to push him away, but he was heavier, so her hands ended up hugging him and rubbing his bare back to catch her breathing. 

She felt his member still in her core. 

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. 

She had heard that some drunken men hardly remember some things when they woke up, Loveth contemplated creeping out of Patrick's room.

Patrick fell into a deep slumber and dreamt of a pretty woman with him in his bedroom. She was beautiful, and he felt weak as he wanted to sleep with her, and probably have that banged in his dream. But she rather pushed him away, and he saw her hand rake over his body, realizing they were both bare.

Patrick was weak to do anything. He 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 bra where he had thrown them away, and saw her pink maid uniform on the tiled ground.

She stepped down from his 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 p.m. sharp, and Loveth stared around to his studying table. There she saw the covered meal which she had brought for him.

She quickly wore her bra and pant before wearing back her pink uniform, then she stared at his bed, not to be forgetting anything.

Loveth immediately darted out of Patrick's chamber 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 at the second floor, Loveth met with the head maid, who stared at her suspiciously, and she ignored the head maid and quickly walked to her own room.

They 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 the handsome man would do to her when he woke up and saw her sleeping beside him.

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 had eaten his dinner the night before.

She laid on her bed, finding it difficult to sleep, as she never planned for 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 if Patrick remembered, as she also liked him.

Loveth finally walked back to her bed and slept off.