Chapter 92 Pleasuring the Maid VII

Chapter 92 Pleasuring the Maid VII
Chapter 7: Touch Me

Coreen wanted to deny it, she wanted to suppress it so badly but she knew, she knew that she was slowly feeling something she shouldn't. Coreen is starting to want more of Royce. So much more. But Coreen knows her place. She knows that what she is feeling is impossible and that she must stop it early. Before she can even fall deeper and harder. 

She still couldn't stand to be in the same room as Royce because of what he did yesterday. Fortunately, he left with Zyke and came back two hours later to order her to clean his house. 

Coreen moaned in frustration as she walked backward and only stopped when she heard a voice. "Stop." A simple command from him yet it sent shivers down her spine. Memories of him moaning while she was pleasuring him came back to her mind and Coreen blushed.

She slowly turned around just to gasp in surprise when she saw how close she was to Royce. She is only two feet away! She almost bumped into him!

She immediately steps back a few feet from Royce. "S-sorry."

"Whatever. I'm hungry. Go back there." He simply said and headed to the table where she had cooked his lunch which probably already cooled down.

"Do you want me to reheat it?"

He didn't answer but waved her away. She scoffed inside her head. He's back to asshole mode again. Then again, when is he not? 

She placed the tools back in the cabinet and looked at Royce whose attention was on the food. Coreen stepped a little bit closer to the wall and pretended that she was wiping it but her eyes were on Royce. She watches him open his mouth, chew and swallow. She watches the way his jaw moves with her lip under her teeth. Coreen felt the familiar heat inside her body. She's starting to crave more.

Dangerous. This is getting highly dangerous.

Royce then sighed and put his fork and spoon down. His eyes are completely void of any emotion. She wanted to see the desire in them once again. She needed to see how much he wanted her. She liked the power it gave her. 

She saw how Royce frowned after studying her face and it made her curious. What did he see?

Royce shook his head as he massaged his forehead. "Don't, woman."

"H-huh?"

"Don't look at me with those eyes," he said in a cold voice. "I want you to understand—no—I need you to understand that whatever it is between us, I am your boss and you are just my maid who I am currently using to tend to my needs," he says while motioning to both of them. 

Coreen's heart clenched at his words and she gasped a little. It still hurts when reality slaps you with the truth. Even more so when it came out from Royce himself. 

"You are nothing but a woman who needs money from me. Don't fall for me. Don't love me. Don't even look at me as a man. You don't know me, you may think you like me now but that'll change once you get to know me. "

Coreen heard as Royce left the house and the sound of his motorcycle so she could not help but cry while holding her chest. Coreen cried her heart out. 

"I-I know, you're not." she chuckled between each sob. "I know, but what can I do — when I'm already — falling for you?" she said between sobs.

One day, she woke up to the glass wall, and what she didn't expect was Royce sitting on the bed looking at her as if waiting for her to wake up. Coreen's eyes widened but she composed herself and quickly looked away in shock.  

Just what is he thinking? Does he want to see if she's still hurting or if she's crying over him?

Coreen did not pay him any attention and forced herself to go back to sleep. The next day, she caught Royce dressed and seemed to be waiting for her to wake up again. Why did he wake up early?

"I have something to do but by the time I get back at noon I want you dressed and ready." He said with an evil glint in his face as if he just didn't break her heart. But she was the foolish one to have hoped and craved for more anyway. When Royce sees her as his plaything only.

He walked out but he looked at her again before going out. "And oh, don't even bother wearing underwear." He smirked and left her with her mouth hanging open.

What?! Why wouldn't she wear underwear? What will they do?

When she was about to wear her panties, she remembered Royce's words and stopped herself with a blush. She was uncomfortable by the feeling of her pants rubbing against her. After getting dressed she climbed down the stairs and swallowed when she saw the bored Royce waiting.

"You sure took your time. Let's go." he came out of the door and left Coreen alone.

When she got out, a fancy car pulled up beside her. She immediately spotted the mirror between the front and back seat with a blank face and shook her head. What else should she expect? That he will let her ride behind him on his motorcycle as she hugged his waist? 

She quietly got into the car and shut the door. Royce glanced at her through the mirror and drove. 

"You know, you can have me sit in the front so you don't look like a driver. I'm not going to touch you if that's what you're afraid of," she suggested to Royce as she looked outside.

"That's not what I was thinking. I am afraid of getting into an accident just thinking that the woman beside me is not wearing anything underneath and I might not be able to keep my hand to myself."

Coreen flushed at his words and she shifted in her seat. Her core throbbed just the thought of him touching her down there. With his gloved hand, of course.

"As if you can actually touch me." She tried being sassy but choked on her own saliva at his answer.

"There are more ways than you can think of, woman." She saw him smirking and she glared at him.

But she can't deny the heat beginning to spread through her body just thinking of the ways he's thinking of.

Oh, God.

It was quiet inside the car but the sexual tension between them could not be denied. After a while, Royce parked the car and went out first. Coreen opened the door and also closed it while looking at the building in front of them.

"Where are we?" Coreen asked Royce in question while staring at the boutique that seemed expensive.

"This is the next step. This is worth three hundred thousand, woman." He replied from his place a few feet away. Coreen almost fell on her feet, with this amount, she could stop their deal and have more than enough money to save Rica. And to save herself from further heartache. 

She shakes her head. "Isn't that too much? Why are you throwing away your money like this?"

Royce just shrugged in dismissal. "My parents were millionaires and I am their sole heir. I have too much money."

Coreen just rolled her eyes at his answer. Conceited bastard. "Are we going shopping?" she asks in wonder. 

"Nope. In this place, I will be the one to pleasure you, but, here is the twist, you cannot make a single sound and have someone hear it. If anyone hears you, say goodbye to your reward."

"W-what?!" She gasped and didn't get to answer since Royce had just walked into the big boutique.

Coreen was still shocked to obey the man and thought of just running away but she already knew Royce would not let her. Coreen had just wished that there were not many people inside because she might die in shame.

But there is also no denying that she is excited about Royce's deal this time. He will be the one to pleasure her, he said. Just the thought had her core flowing.

When she went inside she saw how Royce turned to the cashier as if they were talking. Coreen was shocked to see more than five people shopping inside. When she turned to Royce, he pulled out random clothes and started throwing clothes after clothes at her.

"Try those, and this, this, this here, too." he acted as if he was just buying candy and not expensive clothes. She saw the fitting room at the end and gulped. 

Coreen had difficulty walking there because of the clothes and pants Royce had given her. She glared at his grinning face before closing the door of the dressing room. To her surprise, the fitting room is large and can fit almost five people. Did he really choose it because the fitting rooms were so big?

She shrugged and started choosing from the dresses. She picked one and started undressing when there was a knock on the door.

Coreen's heart started beating harder and faster but unlocked the door anyway. Royce quickly entered and locked the door. Coreen hugged the dress close to her almost naked body. Fortunately, she was able to remove only her t-shirt.

"Are you ready?" He asked smirking and closing the distance between them. Not too close but close enough for her to feel the heat coming from his body.

Royce removed the dress from her grasp and looked at her body. Coreen gasped but quickly covered her mouth with her hand when Royce started tracing her breasts with his gloved hand.

"So beautiful." He whispered and freed one of her breasts from her bra and softly squeezed the swollen nipple that had her trembling. "So sensual. Fuck, such a shame I won't hear your moans .... or will I?" he trailed off in a teasing manner.

Royce wasted no time in removing her pants and she saw how his eyes visibly darkened when he saw her glistening core. Wet with her juices.

"Fuck me sideways, woman. Damn." He whispered enough for her to hear.

Royce then shoved the clothes down the floor and made her sit down on the small chair. "Open your legs for me, slut."

Coreen closed her eyes tight but did not remove the hand from her mouth. She obeyed Royce's command and opened her thighs slowly.

"Wider."

She bit her lip and opened her legs wider for him to see everything she had to offer.

"Damn, that's it. God, look at how wet you are without me even touching you." he talked dirty to her in a low voice but even Coreen knew that if there was someone in the other cubicle, they could hear his voice. "You like this don't you? Do you want me to touch your pussy with the thrill of someone seeing or hearing us? What a slut you are, woman."

Her legs started trembling at his words and more juices started flowing out of her. "P-please." She begged pathetically.

"Please what?"

"T-touch me."