Her kiss is familiar...
“Aiden wait.” Kate breathe out, not knowing where Aiden was dragging her to.
They’ve walked outside of Brazzers and he was shoving her into his car.
“I have a scene to shoot.” She rushed out.
“Who is your boss, Kate?”
At that she locked her lips.
Without another word, he pushed her into the car and shut the door.
He rounded the car and fired the ignition. While they drove away, Kate found herself worrying where Aiden was taking her. However she couldn’t bring herself to ask.
Alex was interviewing the new applicants in his office with the door ajar. His fingers groped the cock of the man standing before him.
The man would be in his sixties yet he looked agile and with just the touch of Alex’s hand, his shaft jerked.
“Fuck yourself and cum at exactly twenty minutes.” Alex said, letting his shaft go after examining its length.
However, his heart was in his throat about Kate’s whereabout.
He had slept off after bouts of heavy alcohol last night after he left her room but since this morning he hadn’t seen her.
When he walked into the room, he found out that her wardrobe is empty. Alex knew it had to do with his bicker with Aiden last night.
Kate must have figured they fight because of her. And he’s the cause but how in hell will explain that want her to want him alone?
How does he explain that if she choose Aiden to him he'd feel what he felt when Cheska did that years back?
He wants to be chosen too. He wants to feel that….
“Aaargh…” The interviewee grunted in deep throaty pleasure as he fucked his palm. Alex tore away from his thoughts and found the man doing it exactly as he wanted.
His crown was already beading with mass of precum and his chest was on steady rise and fall. Looking at his face, Alex found out his full-on concentration as his fist met with his length.
While he watched the display, he saw figures that passed by his door. Alex rose to his full height when he saw Aiden dragging Kate away.
Where is he taking her to? He wondered with furrowed brows.
In record them they were standing before Aiden’s car and Alex watched as they said a few things before driving away.
He knows what Aiden’s planning to do.
To fix himself in her heart.
To claim her.
Will he allow that?
He can’t.
He just can’t.
Turning back, he looked at the man still jetting his seed into the palm of his hand. Alex glazed his eyes over the clock and found out the man was a minute late to his admitted time if orgasm.
In a fit of anger, he said. “You’re the dismissed. “
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He grabbed her hand when he parked the car and moved to her side.
Kate knows here. It’s his apartment. Why did he bring her here?
She found herself tongue-tied and he pulled into the elevator and on instant he tugged her lips with his and began sucking on it with fervor that bordered on violence.
What’s wrong with him? She thought and wrung her hands at the back of his head. Her fingers planting into his hair and he took from her.
Moans vibrated from his chest and slipped into hers, blending together and he whipped his lips fast against hers.
He needs this.
Why couldn’t’ he stop thinking about her?
Why the fuck does her kiss feel all to familiar?
He took, he bit, he pulled and he tugged.
All the while he searched in his mind if he had had her before. Some where he can’t remember.
He nestled her against the cold walls of the elevator and slashed his lower lip tight into hers, she whimpered in fervor.
Suddenly, he scooped her into his and began walking without breaking the passionate, examining kiss.
Damn Brazzers, he needs with her. He wanted to remember. It was only when his weight shifted from one leg to another did it registered in the back of Kate’s mind that they are moving.
Warm blush crept to her cheeks as he belied her lips with his with unmasked passion, need and want.
He fluttered his door open and marched in, shutting the door with his leg.
He pushed her against the wall and unfastened his belt and zipper. Without waiting for her to catch her breath, he shifted her drenched panties aside and slammed to the hilt inside her heat.
Arching her back at the fullness of him inside her, Kate groaned into air.
He grunted as their breath mixed again when he fastened his lips with hers again.
He said no words. He only wanted to feel. To remember. To take.
Their wetness was in collision as he pulled out to the tip and thrust back inside. He held her neck, shielding her to his shoulders and he forced himself inside her, stroking against her walls.
Soft, breathy pants escaped her in numbers. She took him whole, feeling the pressure and pleasure of his mad strokes. He tightened his grip on her neck and she raked her fingers at his back, crying at the violent yet pleasurable pounding of his shaft inside her.
“Ai….den…aargh… “ She clutched his mass ebony hair like a lifeline as he angled his thrust almost at her womb. The back of her eyes burned with tears of pleasure.
“Who are you Kate?” He rasped at each masterful thrust. “What do you do to me?” He prowled his puckered cock inside her. The pressure was building inside her, Kate heard none of the utterances he made.
She stiffened momentarily as the waves of orgasm whipped through her.
With a loud moan, she fisted his shirt and came violently her head slumped the juncture of his neck and shoulders. Hers triggered his and he felt himself, spilling his hot, liquid seed inside her as she brought him under.
They slumped against the wall as the aftershock of pleasure rolled through them. Their breaths heavy.
What’s wrong with him? Wh did he just rip her away from her role at Brazzers just to fuck her in his house? Kate’s mind were a chaos of thought.
However, Aiden felt it again.
Now he's sure he’s had her before but where exactly?
He pulled out of her and reared back, his fingers combing his five O’clock shadow.
“Kate, where are you from?” He rasped, not getting anything straight.
She looked up at him, wondering. “New Orleans.” She groaned.
“Are you sure?”
“Yes…” She trailed off. She noticed something. Aiden almost dimmed his eyes like her baby boy whenever his concentrated on building his LEGOS.
As quickly as the thought came, she waved it off.
New Orleans he had been to. Did he fucking sign his autograph on anybody? Then yes. Did he fuck anybody. The answer is no.
Then why this feeling? He asked himself inwardly.
