R-18
Aidan gripped Sierra's hair tightly as he kissed her after she gave him approval. Despite the two of them kissing deeply, Sierra didn't know where she was getting the capacity to breathe. She moans as Aidan's kiss goes down her jaw and even further to Sierra's neck. She knew they had to be low-key because their room wasn't soundproof.
The whole company rented a villa that could accommodate all the employees while the bosses, Sierra, and her son, stayed in the same hotel where they checked in. Sir Martin and Miss Bernadette's room was opposite Aidan's, but she knew the two were not there. Sierra wished that the absence of the two of them not be noticed even though her son was with Sir Martin and Miss Bernadette.
Sierra's attention shifted when she was suddenly pushed back against the wall. She was chasing every breath caused by the passionate kiss they shared. She inclined her head up when Aidan started kissing her neck again. Sierra could not believe that this would be her response to what the young man wanted to happen to them.
Was it because she missed sex, or did she miss having it with the same guy from six years ago?
No matter what she chooses, Sierra's answer is as she responds to his every kiss and caress. Sierra gulped hard when she felt his hand going up, trying to get rid of her skirt. He made her face him and unbuttoned her blouse without saying anything, causing her eyes to widen.
"Damn you! Why did you ruin it?" she scowled at the young man.
But that didn't stop Aidan from doing what he aimed for tonight. "Your fault, not mine," he said teasingly. "I can buy you a new one, but I doubt you'll wear it."
She remembered those shoes he had bought for her that she had only used once. She is more comfortable in the shoes she purchased with her hard-earned money. Aidan gently removed Sierra's torn blouse and let it fall to the floor. She was leaving her a tiny cloth on free to his eyes. He didn't hesitate to unhook it but lifted her brassiere to expose its beauty even more.
"Do you know that these lovelies haunted my dreams?" he said trivially before sucking each of her nipples like a hungry baby.
She was embarrassed because of that. She didn't even think she missed the sex. Her body seems similar to a town that has not been visited by rain for a long time.
Sierra must return the favor he's giving her by now. She gently reached between his legs and rubbed them in a way that made him grunt loudly. That move made him bite her nipple, but instead of complaining, she urged him to continue as if his roughness aroused Sierra even more. She didn't mind the pain at all, to be exact.
Both are in a hurry, feverishly groping each other but not entirely ridding their clothes. She knew they didn't need extended foreplay right now. Maybe next time, but Sierra is clear that this is just one night, and there will be no more.
They didn't move from that corner of his hotel room too. He violently made her turn away from him again, facing the wall and pulling up her skirt. He heard Aidan's pants come down his leg and anchor one of his legs in his arm. She never knew she could be this flexible until now. Aidan didn't fully get rid of her panties; instead, he put them on and started invading her insides.
"A-ah... f-fuck!" she breathed.
Sierra yearned for this for the damn time! This is also her dream, and now it is happening for real. His colossal cock invaded her insides as if there were no tomorrow. She focused her hands more firmly on the wall. With each thrust, she also felt contracts in her vaginal muscles.
"Do you want me to stop?" a question that Sierra remembered hearing.
She couldn't respond physically because of the vast feeling he was giving her as he pounced himself on her insides. His thrusting became more emphatic and complete, especially as she continued to moan loudly. She wanted to cover her mouth but couldn't, or instead, Aidan meant to do it so he could hear her moan.
"M-make m-me yours, Aidan," she said in between her loud moans.
Sierra's body trembles as he keeps pouncing his cock inside her wet cunt. She felt her vaginal muscles contract even more because of what he was doing. It was too early, and she believed it was because of her earlier excitement.
"S-shit!"
"Go on, Sierra. Don't hold it back." He urged her, and his thrusting became even faster.
She focused more on the wall as their bodies collided. "Ah!" she screamed shamelessly when he thrust his throbbing cook on her cunt vigorously and faster. Her face was rubbing against the wall because of the speed of his action. "I'm c-cumming!"
Her body stiffened as she orgasms. She could feel her eyeballs rolling back after coming hard, and she was out of breath. She breathed loudly and deeply when she stooped down to her heavenly climax as if she swam an ocean. Her hand focused on the wall and fell slowly. She thought she would fail but felt Aidan's hand wrap around her waist.
Aidan growled like a wild animal - a big wild animal marking his territory as he climaxed. Unloading his hot juices inside her cunt. She could still hear her every breath but didn't realize they were both sitting on the chair. She was straddling his lap, and her two hands were hanging on his shoulders. When she raised her face, the young man's face immediately greeted her.
He smiled at her, but she couldn't answer it.
She slightly pulled away from him and ultimately left his lap. She had already regained her strength, enough to fix herself and pick up the clothes from the floor.
"Where are you going?" Aidan asked her.
"Back to my hotel room. My son needs me," she answered casually as if nothing had happened between them. "Dinner isn't over yet, and if you change your mind, you can still join them."
"Will you be there?"
"Yes, I have to get my son back."
He breathed heavily, but Sierra didn't mind it. She put the clothes back on and hugged herself. She was about to leave but stopped when Aidan spoke. "He's not Eric's, right?"
She looked at the young man and then answered his question. "No, he's not Eric's son."
"Okay. I'll see you outside."
***
After Sierra composed herself, she got off and headed to where the Fritzgibbons Corporations employees were. Ezekiel immediately came to her when he saw her and hugged her waist tightly. She could wash and change clothes upon exiting Aidan's hotel room a while ago.
"Sierra, here you are," Miss Bernadette said to her. It isn't quiet around, and everyone is having fun at every table occupied by the employees. "Did you fall asleep? Zeke told us you have a headache."
"Y-yeah. It also disappeared after I showered." She fixed the table napkin hanging on her son's clothes, then filled her plate.
"Hey, Zeke!" Greetings that interrupted them all. "How are you?" Eric asked her son.
"I'm good, sir," Herson replied seriously.
"Your son is handsome, Sierra," said Mildred, who she hadn't seen before. Or maybe she's too busy playing games and caring for Aidan and Zeke.
"How far is your girlfriend, Eric?" asked Miss Bernadette.
"Going six months next month, Miss Ruiz,"
She listens while getting herself a portion of food to eat. They couldn't believe that Sierra was acquainted with Eric and his girlfriend. Only recently, everyone discovered that she avoided it so there would be no more issues. Everyone stopped talking when Aidan arrived and went straight to where Sir Martin was sitting. The noise also returned after Sir Martin laughed loudly.
The two are different, and everyone often approaches Sir Martin. Anyone can notice that because it's so obvious. Sierra thinks everyone did not see that she and Aidan were together earlier. However, she came earlier than him and her son; Zeke had already made an alibi for her. Her son is also reliable and knows when she is feeling bad.
"Sierra, are you okay?" Mildred asked her provocatively.
She didn't realize that she was stunned and the food hadn't been touched yet. "Yes." She gave a short reply and then passed her hand over the nape of his neck.
"That's a huge bite, Sierra. What happened?" Mildred was about to look at what was around her neck, but she pulled it away immediately.
"It's just a mosquito bite. You know how sensitive my skin is," she replied.
"Right. I have an ointment with me. You can get it to me later," she nodded in response to this. The three of them were still awkward with each other, but it seemed like she was the only one who felt that way. Eric and Mildred were just casual, so in her mind, she was the one who couldn't move on. When the fact was, she had already moved on from the past. "Are we cool, right?"
"I'm trying, Mildred. And I don't want to be the villain here."
"I'm sorry, Sierra."
She couldn't respond anymore when she heard Sir Martin dance for Aidan to give a speech to everyone. But Aidan refused and asked everyone to act as if he wasn't around so they could enjoy themselves. It was only for a while, and soon after, he left the restaurant with Dickie. It was very mysterious, but she still couldn't understand what had happened to them. It seems that his fantasy here is even worse now than before.
She's doomed now!