Chapter 10
Cassandra
His words scared me. My feelings scared me. All of this was scaring the shit out of me. The way he looked at me when he entered the hospital room; it was as if he had found his purpose in life. Then he released his stubbornness over bringing me to his place to take care of me. I was losing it. I wanted to run away and protect myself. I have never been taken care of, not in a long time and I had grown to be fiercely independent. But Aaron was taking that away from me. Now I was sat in his living room, wearing his shirt, wrapped in a blanket with a steaming hot bowl of soup in my hands. He was right there in front of me working in the kitchen fixing me a healthy dinner for later. When was the last time anyone did that for me? I honestly can’t even remember, it’s been that long.
Why is he doing all this? He’s just going leave me stranded like I did to him. There is no way this is real, it’s Aaron. He isn’t this caring. He’s a bad boy lady killer who doesn’t have time for the same girl twice. Can I really trust him? Shall I wait and find out? Or do I leave now with some dignity still intact?
I stepped out of the blanket and walked to the kitchen counter. “Hey, what’s wrong?” Aaron immediately turned to me and asked. Oh, how I wanted to curl my arms around him and hug him, ask him to take me under his wings and protect me. But I had to stay strong, for myself. “Cassandra?” his soft whisper of my name left his lips. Oh God. I closed my eyes briefly and cleared my throat. “I need to go back home, please. Thank you for your hospitality. But I think I should head back now.” He didn’t say a word. “I am sure you are feeling crowded and I don’t want to invade your privacy anymore.” Why wasn’t he saying anything? “I really am okay and can take care of myself. Thank you for … everything. That was very kind of you,” I was mumbling and he was just staring at me from the other side of the counter. “Cass?” Aaron calling me by my shortened name was strange. “Yes?” “Shut up.” His face was straight and eyes pointing. “Oh, okay,” I haltered a bit. “But I don’t want to burden you with my presence. You must have a hundred things to do,” I said. He glared at me and then in a blink of an eye he had captured my face in both of his hands and was kissing me.
Oh god, I missed this so much. I should have fought him but instead I kissed him back with equal force of longing and passion and desire. Just one kiss and I’ll leave. I said to myself and poured everything I had into that kiss. He groaned and then his arms snaked to my torso and he pulled me across the counter so I was sitting on the cold marble. He stood there between my legs. I clutched his hair in my hand and caressed his hard jaw with the other. All in attempt to prolong that kiss. Just a minute more. He broke away from my mouth and started pressing small kisses on my chin and jaw. “You are right,” he said between the kisses. That’s it. My time was up. Sadness and disappointment filled inside me. “I do have a hundred things to do right now,” he murmured as he got closer to my ear. He was asking me to leave. I loosened my grip on his head. “Starting with losing myself in you,” he said into my ear and then bit the lobe making me moan in pleasure. “Aaron, we can’t,” I said. “Yes, we can. I don’t remember you giving me any reason not to yet. So until then, I am not letting you go. I have waited long enough.” He picked me up from the counter and started walking, without tearing his mouth away from me. When I tried to protest he silenced me with his kiss.
He laid me on his bed and then stripped out of his shirt, his eyes remained on me. They were dilated with such desire and passion that I could feel it in the air. My eyes followed his perfectly inclined broad chest, structured beautifully with masculine abs with a trail of hair disappearing into his pants which entertained a huge bulge; stating his arousal. My mouth watered at the sight. When my eyes went back up, he was smirking at me. “Like what you see, baby?” And then he climbed beside me and helped me out of my shirt and trousers. I was numbed by his features that were all too clear from our last encounter.
“Stop thinking too much, Cassandra. Let everything go for today. Let me make you feel good. Let it go, baby,” he said in a feather light voice and then lowered his mouth to mine and kissed me. It was soft and sensual, it faded every other thought from my mind and all that was left was him, me and our connection. His hands traveled all over my body in light touches, teasing me and building anticipation. “Aaron,” I moaned his name as he lowered down his mouth to my shoulders and then to my breasts which ached for his attention.
“Do not fight me, Cassandra. I want you so much,” he said to me looking into my eyes. There was no hardness in them, no stubbornness to get the upper hand. Just desire, pure desire – for me. My heart flipped because I knew nothing would be the same after this. I caressed his cheek and said, “I want you too, Aaron. Only you.” His face lowered as he kissed me again. “Look what you do to me” he said between the kiss and then reached for his own pants. He pressed his forehead against mine. “I have never met anyone like you, ever. You complete me, Cassandra.” And then he pushed inside me, making me his.
I was so his. Body and soul. I was in love with Aaron. With every thrust I said to myself how perfect this was. “Look at me, Cass.” He ordered me softly. I looked into his eyes. “I want to see you when you cum for me, baby, only me,” His fingers found my clit and I exploded around him in an intense orgasm crying out his name. He mirrored me and I felt his cock pulsating inside of me, the rubber catching his load.
I lay on his chest with his arms wrapped around me and his chin above my head. We lay like this for a few minutes. It was absolute heaven. I never wanted this day to end.
*
As we cuddled up together in bed “Why are you so afraid of water?” he asked me and I stiffened. “You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to. I am sorry if I made you remember something bad.” He pressed a kiss on my head and tightened his arms around me. For the first time I wanted to share my secrets. “I was seven and we were on my Dad’s boat,” I began. He circled his thumb on my bare arm and he listened closely.
“Rick, my brother and I, we never got along well back then. We’re fine now though. He was twelve and we were always fighting. That day he kept threatening to push me into the water,” I shuddered as the memory of that day returned. “I dared him and called him a coward. Then he actually picked me up and dropped me into the water. I knew how to swim, but I wasn’t confident in the water at all. I cried for him to help but he stood on the deck and laughed. All the fight and energy left my body and I was so close to the propeller, it was almost hitting me before my Dad finally brought me back just in time. The fear has never left my mind since then. I feel suffocated in water. I never go swimming.” When I finished, Aaron pushed me on my back. His face was impassive. Obviously my childish story wasn’t to his taste. Embarrassment took over me and I turned my face away but he caught it my jaw and made me see him again.
“I am sorry I sent you to that shoot,” his face was now earnest. “I am sorry I kept you working late and exhausted you. I am sorry I wasn’t there to save you sooner.” My heart melted at his apology. He was apologizing for what wasn’t his fault. “That’s not your fault, Aaron.” “Even then, Cassandra. I was an arrogant asshole to you,” he said seriously and I couldn’t help but smile. “Yes, you were,” I confirmed and he looked at me quizzically and then smiled himself. “Where’s Rick now?” he asked. “In DC. He joined the FBI.” “Good thing he isn’t near,” he said with a frown and my heart warmed. He was willing to stand before my brother for something I went through ages ago. “Yes, but I am and let’s do something about it,” I said to him and then climbed on top of him and whispered into his ear, “Round two, babe.” And then lowered myself on his already hard length. “You are going to be the death of me,” Aaron groaned and then took my mouth for another kiss that cried protection and possession. I was willing to surrender.
*
We sat in comfortable silence and ate the delicious pasta he’d fixed earlier. His phone buzzed and he looked down at the caller ID. His face turned hard and he silenced the phone, ignoring the call. Moments later it started buzzing again. “Pick it up. It may be something important,” I said between chewing. He looked up at me and gave me a small smile, “Nothing is more important than this.” He brought his face closer and gave me a chaste kiss. God, he was a born romantic. His phone kept buzzing relentlessly. “Give me a second. I’ll get rid of this,” he said to me apologetically and picked up his phone and walked towards the foyer, out of my hearing range.
Curiosity burned inside me. And I put my plate away and walked a few steps closer to the foyer. He was on the phone. “It was stupid of me to listen to you, Elsa. This isn’t ever going to happen. I told you earlier and I am telling you now, it’s over. I don’t want you around.” He was talking to that brunette? Jealousy enveloped me. “Say one word about her and I’ll make you regret it. I am damn serious, Elsa. Stay the fuck out of my life.” I heard him growling. I quickly came back to the counter and stood against it. He walked in moments later, his face filled with rage.
“All good with the call?” I asked him trying to sound casual. He looked at me in a fierce gaze and I cringed back. He advanced towards me like a tiger stalking its prey and kissed me passionately. My knees began to go weak and I grabbed him for support. “Now everything is good.” He broke the kiss and pressed his forehead against mine. “Cassandra, I have done things in my life that I am not proud of. I have objectified women for a long time.” His confession scared me. Where was he going? “But with you, I want to try everything. I can only hope that you’ll be there with me to test the waters.” Was he saying he wanted more between us? God. What should I say to him? “You don’t have to say anything. I don’t want your answer now. Take all the time you need but always remember, Cassandra, if you run away from me, I’ll chase you down to the ends of the earth. Always.” If this wasn’t a declaration, then I don’t know what else was. I was royally fallen under the spell casted by Aaron Maxfield and I wasn’t complaining.