Chapter 93 Pleasuring the Maid VIII

Chapter 93 Pleasuring the Maid VIII


Chapter 8: Pleasure Me

"Touch you where?"

Coreen whimpered pathetically. Does he really want her to say the words? He wanted her to drown in shame.

"Where, woman? Say it."

Coreen tries to close her thighs and curl up but she also can't control her own feelings. She wants it, damn it. She wants him to touch her there.

"M-my pussy." She finally said and gave in to her desires.

"It wasn't so hard now, was it?" Royce stepped closer to her and she could almost feel his heat that made her whole body tremble with need.

Royce traced her face, neck, and the middle of her mounds teasingly and Coreen almost screamed when she suddenly cupped her there. Fortunately, she immediately covered her mouth. Her eyes rolled back when Royce started rubbing her. Adding to the friction is the feel of his leather gloves.

Royce was slow at first, moving in circles, going up and down, Coreen couldn't stop herself from moving her hip to match his rhythm. More, harder, faster! She wanted to scream but she didn't want to lose. Even though her body feels like heaven, her heart and mind remain intact inside her. She knew what would happen when she fell down. She'd already learned her lesson.

Curse her for being a loud moaner!

"More?" Coreen closed her eyes and moaned at her hand because of Royce's tone of voice. It was thick with lust and so deep it made her almost reach her end. "Faster? Harder?" He continued teasing her.

Coreen shook her head but continued to match Royce's pace. Coreen almost gripped Royce when he suddenly fastened his pace but thankfully stopped herself. Instead, she pulled her hair. The pleasure is overwhelming her. It's too much! 

"I wish I had a camera right now. I would love to watch this face of yours and play it for you to see."

Amid a tingling sensation, she managed to get what Royce said. She forgot that he loved watching porn! Coreen looked at his eyes and tried to see what he saw. What does she look like in his eyes? 

"You don't know how hard I am right now." Because of what he said her eyes fell on the obvious bulge in his jeans. She panted and licked her lips, remembering how it tasted—no—how it felt in her mouth.

Royce smirked at her reaction. "You want to taste me again, don't you? You will soon, woman. But today is for you only. That is if you do not lose."

How can I be quiet if you do this to me? She wanted to answer but she didn't and instead just bit her lip.

"I think someone's feeling neglected right here."

Before she could even ask what he was talking about, her body shook at what he did next. He gently but expertly pinched her hardened nubs and started rubbing circles around it which made her mind foggy. Coreen wanted to bang her head against the wall but stopped herself.

"O-oh, Royce." she moaned out gently.

Coreen's eyes fluttered closed when Royce hummed and accelerated his actions, shaking her head hard to stop him and herself from screaming but her hand landed hard against the wall making a slapping noise. She froze slightly and that made Royce stop, too.

She heard the sound of heels before she saw the shadow of the feet outside the cubicle.

"Ma'am? Is everything alright?"

Coreen cleared her throat a little to answer but to her horror, Royce continued pleasuring her, causing her to close her mouth and glare at the man who just grinned at her and urged her to answer. 

"Answer her." he mouthed. 

"Ma'am? Do you need some help?" Coreen panicked and was forced to open her mouth only for a weak moan to come out because Royce did not stop.

"S-stop." She mouthed back at him but the man just shook his head and continued.

So Coreen had no choice but to respond before she could come in and see them in a shameful situation. "I'm—oh—kay." she managed to say between restrained moans. 

"Are you sure?"

Royce moved his fingers to her clit and rubbed her there causing her to silently scream once again. She gripped the chair underneath her. She's so close and if she opens her mouth now she'll moan and get caught.  

"Miss, can you help me?" a familiar voice asked outside and she was sure it was Zyke and soon the shadows outside the cubicle had disappeared. What is he doing there?

She didn't have time to think anymore because she was lost in the pleasure Royce was giving her. She was imagining this, right? She was just imagining him touching her like this and now it's happening. He's in front of her without the space between them. Coreen stopped her thoughts from getting further. 

She looked at Royce and he surprised her when he suddenly stopped and with her eyes wide, she watched as he brought his hand he used to pleasure her to his lips and licked his fingers. That did it for her. Coreen cried to the heavens and her back arched as she came with a silent cry. Her body shook with the aftermath of her orgasm and she slumped on the chair, just staring at nothing. She felt like she was in a subspace. Her mind completely went black for a while with the intensity of her orgasm.

"Delicious. Good job, woman. Two hundred thousand is all yours. I'm leaving first and I want you outside in five, okay? Fix yourself." He said in his usual voice and opened the door slightly, making sure she was not seen which she was thankful for.

She locked the door again as he came out and stood on trembling knees. She didn't know if she could get out of this situation. She thanked God that she always put some tissue in the bag she was carrying and used it to wipe herself before she wrapped it in clean tissue and put it in the bag. Next, she weakly dressed herself in her shirt and trousers. She looked at herself in the mirror and looked at her reflection. Her hair was a mess and her lips were red. She fixed her hair and made sure it was neat and presentable before deciding to go out.

But she was only able to take a step when she felt her knee weaken and would have fallen on the ground when she felt someone catch her. She glanced up at her heart jumping at the thought of Royce catching her only to see Zyke's face.

"Wow. He must have done a number on you, your legs are shaking a little," he said, teasing her. "The asshole didn't even wait for you," he said while shaking his head.

"Y-you can let go of me." She was embarrassed to say this because his arm was still wrapped around her waist and she was not feeling well. She felt like a slut, she was just under Royce's hands earlier and now another man is holding her.

"I don't want to. There is no need to be embarrassed." He told her and didn't let go. "I'll help you out. Don't worry because it has no malice." 

Coreen was about to respond when she remembered something. She turned to the cubicle and saw that a woman was fixing the clothes that Royce had just thrown.

"Oh, don't worry about those. Royce bought them all and they will be delivered tomorrow, okay?" Coreen was speechless at that but was too upset and hurt by Royce leaving her to answer. 

Why does Royce have to buy your clothes? He sure loves wasting money. How much is it worth and how much did he waste? She did not even get to try out the clothes.

"Zyke, what are you doing here?"

"Me? Nothing." When they are finally out, he faces her. "I am a messenger." He winked at her, making her feel uneasy. Was he flirting with her or she's just thinking too much about it?

Coreen looked up and saw Royce leaning on his car with crossed arms and legs. He noticed that his gloves were now brown and not black like earlier. It was only natural that he would change it because he had already used it on her.

She was about to walk to his car when she saw his eyes and where he was looking with his cold stare. Coreen swallowed and Zyke seemed to have been burnt and immediately removed his arm around her.

"Okay. The messenger is now leaving." He said with his hands up in surrender and laughing before getting on his own big bike. 

Messenger? Is it true or is he just teasing her?

"You sure took your time. Let's go." Royce said coldly and went inside the driver's seat.

'You left me with my legs shaking like a leaf of course it will take some time. She answered him in her head. Asshat.'



Coreen paid attention to what she was doing and went to check her account and as expected she saw a whopping two hundred thousand. It was more than enough for her sister's surgery and they can now afford to find a donor. To make sure Rica will live a normal life again.

Royce was eating and he spoke while she was cleaning the countertop.

"I take it you received the money?"

She lowered the pan she was holding. "Yes, thank you."

"Don't ever thank anyone for giving you what you worked for, woman. Don't make it a habit."

She gulped at his annoyed voice but nodded.

"I will not beat around the bush, for our next deal, it'll be worth half a million dollars."

She cut him off with a loud gasp and nearly dropped the pan she was holding. "What?!" She exclaimed in shock.

That's a lot for Rica's surgeries and she will still have some for her future chemo or whatever she needs. But how about her promise to myself to stop now before she falls in too deep?

"Yes." She saw him roll his eyes. Maybe that's just a small price for him but for her, it's not!

"What do I have to do?" She has a hunch. But damn if she's not scared of actually hearing it coming out of his mouth.

Royce looked straight at her. "Give me your virginity."