"Ah," a loud gasp escaped Alethea's lips, as his action left an uncomfortable effect on her.
Determined, Axel slowly and expertly explored her down there with two of his fingers, and that was all it took for the same long-dormant feelings from the old night to come crashing back at her.
Her mind wanted to resist him badly,
but it was too late, as her body already betrayed her.
Having no other option, she succumbed to her darkest desires once again for the second time in her whole lifetime, and her eyes unconsciously drifted shut.
With each thrust from Axel's fingers, she couldn't help but quiver before him, her soft moans filling the whole hotel room.
"Oh...my God," she husked, on the brink of reaching climax, her legs clinging tight to him.
But then, Axel suddenly paused, his hand lingering in place in her wet cunt.
Alethea waited a few seconds for him to continue. But when she realized he wasn't planning to, her eyes desperately fluttered open in question.
"I'll stop here," Axel whispered in her face, his fingers pulling out of her cunt, before shifting her panties back into position.
Alethea's gaze locked onto his ocean blues in disbelief as she wondered if he was really going to leave her crazily horny. Struggling hard to not appear to him like any other ladies, she gulped down and tried to maintain her composure.
But then, she wasn't handling it. Her body and mind combined, completely betrayed her. "I want you," she abruptly muttered in a low whisper, the confession escaping her lips before she could censor it.
Intrigued by her admission, a wily smile spread across Axel's face. "Are you...certain about this, Wifey?" he asked in a low and husky voice, with his face almost touching hers, as he spoke.
Alethea's heart raced slightly, but she still slowly nodded her head in response.
"Okay, then. I want you to strip," Axel uttered in a deep, low commanding tone, and then took two deliberate steps away from her.
"Get completely naked, right here in front of me, if you truly want me," he added.
Alethea's eyes darted toward him upon hearing his request, and she felt her breath instantly catch in her throat. She couldn't believe he was still grumpy, even when it came to something like this.
Instead of acting on his command, she only stayed rooted to the spot, with her eyes solely on him.
Axel's piercing eyes now scanned her from head to toe, drinking in every detail of her appearance. When he noticed she wasn't ready to get undressed, his hands went straight to his own shirt, and he began unbuttoning with deliberate slowness.
As he shed his shirt, revealing his flawless, tattooed, masculine abs, Alethea's cheeks flushed with a mixture of embarrassment and desire, as her mind raced randomly.
With Axel's hands now in his pant's pockets, he took two steps forward and stopped inches from her. "How about I help you out?" he asked huskily, with their faces just an inch apart.
Alethea tried to find her voice but before she could utter a thing, he swiftly spun her around and made her face the wall with her back facing him. Without hesitation, he undid the zipper of her red office gown, and he paused again.
"You know one truth? I never undressed any of them. Seeing myself doing that for you right now makes me feel less wanted," he whispered, his husky voice piercing her ears.
"But it's okay, wifey. I guess this separates you from the bitches I've had flings with," he concluded, and that was it-he really did hit a button on her.
"I really want you," the four words suddenly escaped Alethea's lips, and she couldn't take them back. His hot breath seamlessly sending uncontrollable shivers through her, she bit her lower lip while closing her eyes in disappointment.
Axel's lips curved into another sly smirk, and in the blink of an eye, he unhooked her bra.
His bare chest pressing firmly against her bare back, his bare palms began to rub gently on her naked shoulders.
"This doesn't change our contract term," he whispered into her left ear, his voice dripping with seduction.
"Yes...I know," Alethea replied, her voice breaking.
With this, Axel slowly slid her sleeves down her shoulders, the whole fabric eventually dropping to the ground along with her bra.
Left in just her panties, Alethea's eyes became tightly shut under the hawk-like gaze of no one other than her scandalous boss. She felt vulnerable, but yet her desire for him only intensified.
Just then, Axel turned her around, and his eyes widened in awe as he took in the breathtaking sight of the pink protruding nipples on her full, perky breasts, as well as her curvy and flawless hips.
All these features left him utterly captivated, and he got lost in the beauty of her body. Before he knew it, he abruptly had her pinned against the wall, and his lips crushed onto hers again, but in a fierce kiss.
As he nibbled on her plump lips at a rapid pace, Alethea's eyes remained shut, but with her body also responding instinctively to the sensation from him. Her palms on his back, she slowly rubbed against it as their lips moved in perfect rhythm.
But then, Axel suddenly drew away from the kiss. His hands resting on her waist, his chest became heavy with desire as he gazed into her sparkling brown eyes.
"I can't keep doing this," he said in a husky voice, and briskly swept her off the floor.
