SEX WITH THE VIRGIN MAID by KIARI HORSFALL

You Are Mine For The Rest Of The Night
Mona looked conflicted even though she's trying her very best not to show it.
The fact that Bryce wants to play this game only meant one of two things.
One, it was either he was trying to get his mind off something or two, he has something up his sleeve that he had planned just for
her.
She knew Bryce like the back of her palm. Over the years, she had been one of the selected few that had satisfied his sexual
desires and she was one of his regulars whenever he visited the strip club. Plus, he spends lavishly on all his women hence, the
competition to gain his attention by different women.
Well, if playing this game meant that she'd be on top and closer to him then of course she'll accept and since he promised to
grant her a wish if she wins then she'll most definitely play his twisted game.
"I still haven't heard your thoughts on the matter Mona" he reminded her in a husky voice that snapped her back to reality. She
had zoned out without realizing.
Forcing a smile to her lips, she pushed her hair back with her fingers before responding "Are there any other rules to this game?"
He half-smiled "You sound scared Mona. You don't have to be scared of me. I don't bite." He teased.
Yeah right!
Of course you don't bite but your cock does the biting for you. She thought to herself.
"I never said you do" she replied instead.
"Yes or No Mona? Are you game?" He pressed and Mona gave it one last thought before nodding her head in approval.
"I am a businessman Mona and in the business world, nodding means that you're not yet sure or might go back on a deal and
that's why we make contracts so that you can't go back on your word once you've signed them and in your case, I'd need a

verbal consent" he twirled the glass around his fingers as he spoke. Eyes never leaving hers.
"I accept Bryce. Let's do this"

Bryce relaxed himself on the couch with his legs crossed. He looked content and very much satisfied with himself by the
outcome of his plan.
"Let's begin" He announced before pouring himself a glass of whiskey. He chugs it down his throat as he stared at her.
Mona took off her earrings and threw them on the floor with nothing but pure seduction.
Bryce was aroused by her every move. Watching her alone had already started to take actions on his member.
He took another glass and she took of her shoes in return.
"You seem to be enjoying this" She exclaimed but he doesn't respond and pours himself another glass.
Mona watched him with intent. She was surprised at his tolerant level for alcohol. Most men would've passed out cold but not
Bryce. He was still sober and determined to win this competition. She was also determined as well. One of them had to loose for
the other to win anyway.
Taking another glass, Mona unzipped her clothes and threw them on the floor.
Bryce eyed her C-sized boobs with lust. He wanted to taste them In his mouth and tonight, he will do more than tasting.
That damn maid had managed to mess up his senses and he needed it back at all cost.
"Stopping doesn't make you a loser you know" Mona eyed him from where she stood.
"It does to me" and with that, he chugged down another glass.
Mona reached for her shorts and unzipped it. She parted her thighs and pushed it down slowly to the floor before stepping out of
it and kicking it towards his direction. "Isn't this enough for you?" She asked.
"Barely" he smirked "I want the entire package mi amor"
Mona lifted up her brows at him. She was just in her red bra and lingerie to match.
Bryce chugged down another glass and she reached for her back and unclasped her bra. She rolled it down her shoulders and
threw it to the floor. Her boobs dangled from the result. Panic had already started to kick in. How was he not drunk yet?

He was supposed to be drunk? At least that's what she expected when she agreed to this challenge in the first place.

Bryce could almost smell her fear from where he seated. A smile feathered on his lips at the thought of her being frightened.
"You have nice boobs by the way Mona." He complimented "I love how erect they are. I love how hard your nipples are. It's
almost like they're calling to me." He chuckled.
"Plus, I love how scared you are right now."he continued and her eyes flew towards him "I love it when my
women are scared of me but inet
good way. It makes all the sexual
desires I have for them, worthwhile. Don't you trust me?"
He's messing with her. Why would he say such a thing now?
Pouring himself another glass, he chugs it down and places the glass on the stool in front of him. His eyes pinned on her.
Mona reached for her panties and
slides it down her legs. She picked it
up and threw it at him which he caught with his left hand. She was completely nude now and the thought of not winning had
already riled her up.
Bryce places the panties on his nose and takes a sniff with his eyes closed.
"You smell like marshmallows Mona. I like it"
"Let's get this over with" she replied instead.
"Patience little one" he cautions "Remember, I won the bet so whatever I say goes."
"But don't worry, I'll make sure to compensate your efforts when I'm done. I'll double your payment if I have to." he promised and
her lips broke out in a smile. At least, this was a win-win for both of them.
He carefully placed the panties on the stool before facing her "Now, get on the bed and lie on your back facing the ceiling." he
ordered still not moving.

"But-"
"No questions asked. Do I need to remind you that you are mine for the rest of the night?" He questioned.
Defeated, she climbed the bed and did as she was told.
"Now" he started "I want you to touch yourself while I watch you do it."
Mona froze as she stared at him in sheer horror.