Chapter Eight
The security team had done an incredible work of immediately inspecting the place and covering up any evidence of break in or damage done to Mina’s apartment. It looked good as new under an hour or so, and Rhonda reassurance was through making sure her number was on speed dial in Mina’s phone should she ever be in need of any assistance. Rhonda was very impressed with Mina’s analysis and the way she had handled the whole situation. Meanwhile, she couldn’t decide whether to be angry or laugh at Aaron.
“I was listening to Kpop,” he admitted with shame.
“You were…listening to Kpop?”
“Yes, I was listening to Kpop.”
“Okay, all right.”
“Yes.”
“Uh-huh, nothing that makes a witness report look ridiculous, but okay.”
“Rhonda, please.”
“Aaron, we don’t blame you for anything. You couldn’t have done anything either way and that is nothing to be ashamed of. Just makes way for a job for her team,” Rhonda finished and winked at Mina, who chuckled, although still a little nervous. Aaron only grumbled at himself, drowning in shame for his lack of masculinity.
“There’s nothing wrong in not saving a damsel in distress,” Mina nudged him in the ribs playfully, “At least now you won’t have to worry about her security knowing I can handle herself. I’m a strong cookie.”
There was no way Aaron would never not worry about Mina’s safety. Not with this little slip up that allowed for an attack for the first time since he implemented it. Not now. Not anymore.
“We’d already sent guards with Dave and Heidi,” Rhonda continued, “but we’ll alert them to keep an eye out for danger.”
After all the reports were wrapped up, Rhonda gathered her team to leave. She gave Aaron a knowing look and he knew he had so much explaining to do.
The door creaked shut and Mina winced at how loud it was. Aaron sighed.
“Mina,” he started gently, “I don’t even know where to begin…”
“Just tell me who those men belonged to,” she said softly, not meeting his eye. It was clear she was shaken.
“A man called Tyler Morgan,” he answered carefully, “He’s Greta’s older brother who’d been cast out from his family.”
Mina rubbed her hand nervously and he scooted closer and covered them in his, “Hey, Mina, what’s wrong?”
“I-I just don’t feel safe here anymore,” she whispered, “I don’t think I’ll be able to sleep at night. They know where I live.”
“Let’s move into her place.”
“But-”
“Shh, no buts,” Aaron said firmly as he let go of her hand called out to his secretary in the kitchen who was fetching himself a glass of water, “Gale? Could you arrange for Mina to move in with me?”
“On it!” Came his faded reply.
“All right, then,” Aaron breathed, “let’s leave now and you don’t have to worry about a thing. He’ll get every important little thing of yours to her place.”
“Okay…” she whispered and stood up slowly after him. He took her hand and gently pulled her close into his arms, holding him securely to his chest. Her small hands grabbed onto his shirt. She was trembling. Well, she’d been trembling the whole time, and not out of fear.
Mina was hurting that she would have to leave this apartment of hers she worked so hard on. It was her first ever project after she got enough money to do so. Now she’d have to see it go simply because of one envious little girl who hid behind her brother wanting to hurt her for Aaron making his own choices.
Aaron slowly pulled away from her as Gale walked into the room busy on his phone. The three of them left together. Mina didn’t even let herself have one last look around the place.
It wasn’t hard to let go of things for her. But it hurt so much.
It occurred to Aaron, though a little guiltily, that his desires had come true in the most unexpected of ways. There was Mina in his room getting for bed.
Now how could he hold her in his sleep?
She’d been feeling subdued the whole day and couldn’t even work on her designs when brought to her. Aaron suggested she really needed a nap and she followed through with it. But she seemed too curious now about his house to want to sleep. His bedroom was the last to be explored. She observed the lights, the walk-in closet, the automatic drawers in them, the taps with sensors, everything. She seemed to like the place. A little.
“This is a nice place for lazy people,” she said lightly, a little humorously. Aaron knew she wasn’t feeling it, though, and it made him kind of sad she was trying in an effort to not let the negativity of today get to her. Yet it was still admirable.
So he went up behind her and wrapped his arms around his small body, “Are you feeling any better?”
“I don’t feel unsafe anymore,” she mumbled leaning back into his chest. He only held her tighter and his face dipped into the crook of her neck.
“That’s a step to it, I guess,” he sighed, “Adjusting here.”
Mina shuddered in his hold. It had been a long time she had felt protected with someone. And she was so willing to give into his touch and let him do whatever he was feeling like, knowing she was better off in his hands than anyone else’s.
His hands spread down over her arms gently, crossing over her stomach to hold her by the waist and turn her around. He leaned down to gently rub his nose against hers, tracing it over her cheek, down her jaw, over her chin, and back up as his lips brushed against hers ever so lightly. Hi hands came to rest lightly right before the curve of her butt, tracing softly with his fingers. Mina didn’t move. She wanted him to make all the moves, knowing he was experienced and that she might make a fool out of herself.
He took a small step forward and closed the gap between them, lips closing over hers and an arm coming to wrap around her, while the other hand travelled lower to gather her soft bottom in between his fingers. She moaned softly into his mouth and his hand travelled up and down her side, feet nudging hers slightly to the bed. She took small steps backwards until the back of her knees hit the edge and she fell into it. Aaron was quick to crawl over her, caging her between his arms and looming over her, looking into those large eyes that were absolutely melting him to the core with need.
Kissing her again, his hand travelled places, exploring, taking his time to make her feel how it felt to be touched. Sneaking under her shirt and past her bra, she sighed as he pushed the cloth away from her breast and let his fingers play over her nipple, tracing around them, brushing over the tip, and giving it a small squeeze every now and then. His lips moved away from hers, trailing slowly down her jaw. Then her neck, and then her cleavage. He lifted his head and went straight to her full chest, licking her sensitive peak.
“Oh my goodness,” she gasped as his tongue flicked over it in varying speeds, lips enclosing around it gently to pull and letting it go, then taking it completely in his mouth to suck on gently while his other hand pushed the clothes away from her other breast and fondled it.
The pleasure was running right to her head and groin, making her lose all sense and rationale as heat pooled into her body, making the hair on her body stand on its ends. She was almost disappointed when he pulled away, but it was just to switch with the other breast and she figured she was more sensitive there.
His hands slowly traced down her stomach as he rose from her chest to kiss her lips again. Mina didn’t feel uncomfortable in the slightest and didn’t stop him when his hand slid under her shorts and over her panties to her most intimate areas, working past her folds. She wasn’t sure if he would be able to-
“Oh, fuck, Aaron,” she let out a high-pitched whine as his finger pressed gently over the cloth and small circles, “Don’t stop, please, fuck.”
He’d found her clit, but the pleasure was absolutely tremendous to his light touch. He pulled away from kissing her and stared down at her face contorting in pleasure, eyes closed and lips parted open trying to catch her breath, head thrown back against the pillows as she tried to take it all. Her breasts on display, taut and perky under the folds of her lifted shirt.
God, she was absolutely gorgeous.
His fingers moved over her bud faster, making her squeal and bring her legs together tightly, but the jammed his knee between the both of hers and spread her legs apart with his free hand.
“Aaron, it’s too much for me! Stop!”
“Just relax, sweetheart,” he whispered in her ear, “Relax and let go.”
“I-I can’t.”
So he moved his fingers even faster and swallowed her screams in his mouth. It took another minute of rubbing her through her pleading for him to stop, moaning like crazy and almost screaming as he worked her bud to the edge. Mina felt a knot down below, tightening and tightening until she lost her mind. All she wanted to do was push his hand away but she felt too weak to do it.
And suddenly, the knot snapped, and she gasped as white filled her vision. Eyes rolling into the back of her head as she came. Literally.
She’d orgasmed for real this time. And it felt like she’d died and come back.
It felt amazing.
His fingers were still brushing her clit, gentler than before as she came down from her high, breathing heavily as she tried to get a hold of her composure. But she’d grown too weak, too tired, and too sleepy. And Aaron knew that, but he had to get her cleaned up first. He got up, laying a few kisses on her face before heading to the bathroom to wash his hands. When he came back, Mina had managed some willpower and pushed herself onto her feet, rummaging through her suitcase for clean bottoms. Her shorts were starting to stain and he smiled mischievously at the memory. With how it had gone, he’d figured she’d never had an orgasm before. Or, at least, not as good as this one.
She rushed past him and into the bathroom.
She’s already embarrassed, he laughed to himself internally, but headed over to his bed and got comfortable, waiting for her. It took quite long, probably because she was trying to wash herself and her stained shorts to be put into the laundry. But when she came out, Aaron was sat up in bed, beckoning her to himself. With eyes cast downwards she slowly walked over to him. He gently took her hand and pulled her into bed. Still timid, she lay down next to him and he pulled her close, cuddling her as he nuzzled his face in her hair.
“Good night, Mina,” he whispered.
“Good night, Aaron,” she breathed back, feeling content in the warmth of his embrace. Aaron snapped his fingers twice and the lights went off, the darkness pulling them both into a deep slumber.