Chapter 99 The Chambermaid’s Virginity I

Chapter 99 The Chambermaid’s Virginity I
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Chapter 1: My Crush Noticed Me! 

Melissa was exhausted and she just wanted the day to end already. She closed her eyes for a moment and massaged her body. She snapped her eyes open when the elevator doors opened and her swaying boss, Marcus James, stepped inside. She froze in shock because, first of all, this was the first time she had ever been in the elevator with him, and second, he had a private lift that went straight to his penthouse. 

From the way he moved and the strong smell of alcohol around him, she was certain he was drunk.

She watched as he nearly stumbled, managing to steady himself against the glass wall, but he swayed again. Just as he was about to fall, she quickly caught him. 

And sparks instantly flew between them, her knees buckling.

It felt like all the air was knocked out of Melissa's body the moment she supported her boss. She forced herself to hold him up by wrapping an arm around his waist and draping his arm over her shoulder. 

How could she not struggle? He towered over her by several inches, and his build only added to the challenge. She was like a chick trying to support an eagle.

She bit her lip, letting out a soft protest at his weight. In moments like that, she wished she weren’t so small.

“Sir? Can you hear me?” She tried to get his attention, but it seemed he had already lost consciousness. “My God, why did you let yourself get this drunk?” she murmured, scolding him under her breath. She glanced at him—and then stilled.

It was as if only then did it sink in that this was the first time she had seen him up close. Whenever she saw him before, it was always from a distance.

He was unbelievably handsome and he deserves the title of Sex God her peers have given him. No words could fully describe how perfect the man she was holding was. Melissa always thought they were just exaggerating, but as her stare lingers on him, his oozing sex appeal awoken the desire she never felt for anyone before.

Marcus's strong perfume invaded her nostrils and she found herself biting her lip, shamelessly inhaling it. Heat spread through her body and pooled at her stomach when their skin touched.

Her chest pounded, then her heart began to race as she stared at her boss—the man she secretly adored. Ever since he saved her from a perverted hotel guest.

She had always fixed her mind and heart on her family, refusing to open herself to the possibility of having a boyfriend. She didn’t want her attention divided, so she had shut her heart to every man who came near her. 

His skin was so smooth it could put any woman to shame. His eyes were closed, so she couldn’t see the gray irises he inherited from his Australian grandmother. His long lashes were naturally curled—the kind other women envied and had to work hard to achieve. His sharp nose had a small mole at the tip, and his lips... God, the same lips she had once secretly wished would touch her untouched lips.

Yes, Melissa is still innocent, but with Marcus, he makes her want to shamelessly throw herself at him.

She flinched when he let out a low groan, nearly losing her balance from the heat carried in that sound. Melissa squeezed her thighs tightly, her face exploding when she felt her underwear dampen at the sexy sound.

Melissa struggled to escort Marcus to the penthouse, not to mention how hard her heart was pounding at his closeness. She was shocked when he went to the pool area without a word and almost slipped but she thankfully caught him.

As if he was just noticing her presence, he looked at her with an unreadable expression on his face. 

“Are you a virgin?”

“... Huh?”

Her brows automatically furrowed at the question. She couldn’t help but feel offended. Why was he asking her something like that, and why did he even want to know?

“I’ll be going now, sir.”

What she didn’t expect was that when she suddenly turned around, she would slip because of the puddle of water at her feet. She gasped as she lost her footing, immediately squeezing her eyes shut as she braced for the impact, but before she could hit the floor, someone grabbed her and turned her around. Everything happened so fast that she found herself in an embarrassing position.

She stared in shock at Marcus, who was quietly cursing while holding his head and back that had hit the cold floor.

She immediately bent over him without moving from where she sat. “A-Are you okay, sir?!” she asked in a panic.

“Ugh, damn it. No! Of course not! Oh, my head,” he groaned, clutching it.

Melissa felt embarrassed and couldn’t stop fidgeting where she sat. She only froze when her employer suddenly held her by the waist to stop her from moving.

“Stop freaking moving or you’ll wake something up. You might end up hurting two heads,” he said mischievously.

Only then did Melissa realize what she was sitting on as she felt the hardness beneath her. She was sitting directly on top of his awakening length. She panted softly, heat crawling up her neck and she suppressed a whimper from escaping her mouth. 

'It feels good.' She thought and savored the feeling of him poking her untouched entrance. She wanted to move her hips back and forth.

Just how would it feel to have him deep inside her? Filling every space inside her, stretching her to the limit? Pushing past the barrier she protected for a long time?

She tried to stand when she snapped out of it, but to her surprise, Marcus stopped her and pulled her closer, leaving their faces just inches apart. Melissa was sure her face was still burning at that moment. Her lips parted slightly at what he did, and because she found herself once again staring at his handsome face up close.

With every breath he took, she could smell the faint mix of alcohol in it. Her gaze shifted between his hooded eyes and his lips, which curved into a smile as he looked at her.

She flinched slightly when he touched her cheek.“You look so beautiful right now, on top of me like this,” Marcus said in a husky voice. “It makes me want to do... bad things to you.”

Melissa gasped loudly when his finger brushed against her lips. A jolt of electricity ran from her lips throughout her entire body at his touch.

“What would you do if I told you I want to kiss you right now?”

Her eyes widened at his words, and her whole body stiffened. How many times has she dreamed of this? How many times had she longed for it to happen—and now the man she secretly adored wanted to kiss the lips that had never been touched by any man.

She felt his hand at the back of her neck, slowly pulling her closer to his lips. Instead of resisting, she closed her eyes and waited.

When their lips finally met, a soft moan escaped Melissa. Marcus's lips were incredibly soft. She could feel the electricity of his kiss. 

Was this a dream? But why did it feel so good? Why did it feel so real?

Because she had no experience, she didn’t know what to do, so she simply followed the movement of his lips. She could also feel his touch on her body, leaving behind a strange warmth she had never felt before.

She didn't realize he unbuttoned her blouse until she felt his large hand cupping her breast, teasing her nipple through her bra. Melissa whimpered at the sensation, her body moving instinctively, earning a growl from Marcus.

Instead of stopping her however, he gripped her waist and urged her to move. Their lower halves moved, seeking a delicious friction, craving more sensation, wanting more connection. 

Melissa danced on top of him, her whole body trembling, her face was flaming hot. Her lips being devoured by the tiger she just awoken. 

She wants more. God, she's willing to give herself to him if he wants her.

That thought snapped her out of her lustful state and she dragged herself away from him even though she wanted more. She looked down and fixed her blouse to hide her half-naked body. 

She looked down at his face and bit her lip hard when he didn't even try to stop her, too drunk to realize what he's doing. She scolded herself for almost giving up something to a man who wouldn't even remember their encounter. 

She walked away with what was left of her dignity, still foolishly wanting more. 

Melissa thought her boss would forget what happened, but the next day, he gathered everyone and asked who was the chambermaid he was with.

She didn't say anything in fear of getting fired, but who would have thought that he would recognize her by her scent?

And the next thing she knows, he was already dragging her to the bed, promising to take her virginity.