Chapter 28 His Room (Adult Content 21+)

Sierra moaned when she felt Axton's hand slip through her work skirt and touch the private part of her body that he had touched last night with his fingers. His hands pulled her skirt up to gather at her waist, then slipped down the panties she was wearing so that his fingers could touch it freely.

The atmosphere of the office forced her to hold back every moan that was on her lips, but what Axton was doing felt like he was encouraging her to moan loudly.

“I want it,” Sierra murmured as she looked up at Axton and wrapped her arms around his neck.

Axton knew what she meant, and they were both ready for penetration.

Sierra used her hands to rest on Axton's shoulders so that he could push in easily. She had to bite her lips to hold back her moans.

“Not so fast, Sierra,” Axton murmured as he grasped her waist—moving her at the tempo he wanted.

Sierra throws her head back when Axton uses his lips to suckle the tops of her breasts—sucking on them with his lips and his hot tongue.

“Ah! Ahh!” Sierra bit her lower lip and moved her waist hard.

This time, she was in control, and she loved the sensation.

The sound of Axton's chair creaking against the floor every time Sierra moves on it clashes with the sound of her moans and Axton's swearing.

Axton reaches out to remove the facial hair from Sierra's face—putting it back and using his tie to tie up her messy hair.

Sierra's vision became clearer as there was no hair on her face. She looks down and lets Axton return to fondling the tops of her breasts. His touch made her feel even crazier—sending sensations that burned her skin.

Just as he was closing his eyes, Axton lifted her waist and reversed their position. He made her stand facing the desk, then lifted one leg onto it before he thrust in from behind and made Sierra groan from the sudden attack. She leaned her head forward—leaning her body against the desk. Axton's workbench without caring if his hands and body movements made the things there fall to the floor.

Axton's hand pressed her head against the desk while his other hand touched her breasts under the table—squeezing it so roughly that it made Sierra growl even more.

“Yeah, I like it!” Sierra felt even crazier when Axton's finger touched her ass—slapping it a couple of times before his finger sneaked in there.

Sierra's vision blurred. Her adrenaline was pumping as she had to enjoy Axton's touch with the unnerving realization that they were in the office. The feeling made her feel even more insane, especially when Axton thrusts hard as if their breath and lives depended only on the movement of his waist.

Axton's lips were on her neck—sucking and licking at her skin, making Sierra's breath catch.

“Damn! You are so damn tight, Sierra!” Axton murmured in her ear—growling along with his every movement. His hand was now pulling Sierra's hair gently, making her look up so that they could still kiss amidst the thrusts of his waist.

Sierra's breath was becoming labored from the constant touches given by Axton. He didn't give her a chance to stand still and catch her breath.

Just as they were about to reach their mutual peak, he thrusts deeper and pushed in deeper and buried his cock in there—releasing his sperm inside Sierra, who was also getting her peak.

Her breath is still coming in gasps when Axton puts his head between her neck after they get their mutual release. She could feel Axton's heartbeat against her back even though their bodies were still covered by their work clothes. She was sure her clothes were very messy now. However, who cares about clothes when she can still feel Axton's cock twitching in her inside her pussy?

In her heart, she knows that Axton didn't do it enough once. This man needed more...

“I need to use the restroom,” Sierra murmured, her breath coming in tightly.

Axton reached out his hand to untie the tie in Sierra's hair. He lifted her body and sat her on the table—making it even messier because of what they were doing. He opened her knees wide, making Sierra frown.

“Trust me,” he muttered. Axton made his way to the restroom and soon returned with a wet towel in his hand after washing his face and wetting his hair a little to remove the traces of sweat on his skin.

“What are you doing?” Sierra closed her knees when Axton's hands came closer to them.

“Help you clean up this mess,” he looked at her seriously. One hand moved down to open her knees once more, then brought his wet towel over.

Sierra closed her eyes as Axton wiped her pussy with the towel—helping her to rid herself of the rest of their fluids. She had to bite her lip when Axton's finger accidentally touched her skin. Not once, but three times.

Or maybe four times.

Or maybe five times.

Sierra couldn't count because the only thing she could do was bite her lip while gripping the edge of the table with both hands while her legs were still wide open in front of Axton, who was lowering his body right in front of her pussy.

His breath was hot against her pussy lips—making Sierra desperate not to moan.

However, why did his breath feel even closer now?

“Ah!” Sierra couldn't help but moan when Axton's lips landed there—licking her clitoris with his hot tongue.

“OH! Ouhh!” Sierra did not understand why this was happening when she had reminded herself not to get carried away with his touch, but Axton's tongue moving wildly in her pussy became an exception for her.

His lips touched her most sensitive skin. The fine hair around his lips and jaw touched her pussy and made her shake violently. She could no longer hold her body, so she now lay down on the hard table and opened her legs wide for Axton. Her hands were on his head—encouraging him to do more than what he was getting now.

Axton's lips pushed between her pussy—licking all over it and making Sierra's vision dizzy from the pleasure that hit her.

One finger slipped in, followed by a second, and then a third.

“Nghh ahhh! Faster!” Sierra took off her shirt and threw it in a random direction because she couldn't stand the tightness in her chest.

Axton's office had an air conditioner, but her body felt very hot right now.

“Are you sure?” Axton looked up from between her thighs and stared at her for a moment. He unbuttoned his pants and pulled out his hardening penis.

“I want it,” Sierra reached past her thighs and positioned Axton's cock in front of her pussy.

It was all over again, and nothing could stop them, including themselves. Axton's every move brought Sierra a pleasure she could not describe in words.

“Oh, Axton!” Sierra couldn't stop her lips from moaning when Axton lowered his body and brought his lips to cup the tops of her breasts. She gave up everything—opened her legs wide and let Axton do anything to her body.

Her body writhes madly on Axton's hard workbench while he keeps pounding his hips fast and hard.

The movement of his hips, the hard thrusts he made, and also the touch given by his fingers completely took away Sierra's control. The only thing she can do is sigh loudly—releasing all her defenses until they finally climax for the second time.

Sierra closed her legs after Axton pulled his cock out of her. She closes her eyes with her body still on Axton's desk—ignoring all the mess she has caused there.

The sound of their breathing interrupted each other in the room.

Axton was always the first one to get up after what they did. He walked over with a towel in his hand and touched Sierra's knee.

Sierra immediately pressed her knees together again. She raised a hand and placed it over her eyes before saying, “Don't do that, Axton. We might not be able to stop if you do that again.”

Axton hesitated, still standing with the towel in his hand.

Sierra sat up from her reclining position, now facing Axton. She took a deep breath, climbed down from the desk, adjusted her skirt, and picked up her shirt, putting it on haphazardly.

“May I use your bathroom?” she asked while buttoning her shirt. She glanced briefly at Axton before quickly averting her gaze. Looking at him made her body tingle with a maddening sensation.

“Of course,” Axton nodded. He sat in his chair, starting to gather the scattered documents on the floor, cleaning up the mess mostly caused by Sierra.

She knew she should help him but also knew Axton could handle it without her assistance.

“Sierra,” Axton called out before she entered the bathroom.

She paused, turning her head to wait for him.

“Maybe you should consider keeping a change of clothes at the office,” he suggested.

Sierra didn’t respond. She walked into the bathroom, closed the door, and leaned against it, letting her body sink to the floor.

Honestly, she couldn’t manage to stand after what Axton had done to her.

***

Sierra really wanted to shower and change into fresh clothes. She felt... uncomfortable in her outfit after what she and Axton had done in his room. However, she didn’t have any spare clothes, and showering wouldn’t make much of a difference. Instead, she simply washed her face and tidied herself up as best she could.

Her blouse was slightly wrinkled, as was her skirt. Fortunately, she was wearing a black skirt and a dark blue blouse today, so the colors helped mask the creases.

She had to stand in front of the sink for a long time, staring at her reflection in the mirror—examining her face closely.

For a moment, she felt like locking herself in the bathroom until the end of the workday. But that wasn’t an option. No matter how reluctant she was, she had to leave the bathroom and face Axton in his room.

So, she took a deep breath and washed her face one last time.

After ensuring she looked more presentable, she inhaled deeply and opened the bathroom door.

“Sierra?”

Sierra nearly stumbled at the sound of a familiar voice the moment she stepped out of Axton’s bathroom. She looked up, and her eyes met someone frowning at her.

Damn, could she go just one day without surprises?