Unwrap Me Daddy

by Natasha Spencer

Meanwhile, Aaron had her Beats over his ears as he tested out Mina’s Kpop collection, dancing a little. He seemed to like it a lot. His phone, though, buzzed away on the couch. And he was completely unaware.

  Mina got hold of his gun and checked the bullets. It was full, save for an empty slot. She had to make sure whoever this man was there weren’t more of him breaking in from elsewhere. She had to make sure nothing happened to Aaron. Running out of her room and jamming the lock, she rushed to the living room where she saw Aaron indulged in her music, deaf, dumb, and blind to all that was happening this whole time. She almost shot herself out of frustration, but she was glad because it kept him from coming into her room.

  She went over to him and dragged the headphones from over his ears.

  “Hey! Why’d you do that?” he demanded.

  “There’s a break in!”

  “What?” he blinked at her dumbly, but her eyes widened at the scene behind him.

  “Get down!” she cried pushing him to duck and aiming her gun at the intruder coming in through the balcony, shooting him in the leg and shoulder. He fell with a painful groan and Mina wasted no time in dragging Aaron to the guest bathroom. She pushed him and followed, locking it behind them, not daring to turn the lights on. Her phone buzzed, silent from her work timings. She declined the incoming call from Aaron’s secretary and texted him instead.

  Break in

  Hiding in bathroom

  Her phone buzzed back in no time, Help is 10 seconds away.

  “Praise the lord,” she whispered. She felt Aaron’s breath and knew he was about to speak. Her hand flew to cover his lips, the other hand placing a finer over her own, signaling him to stay quiet. Aaron nodded.

  5, she thought, 4, 3, 2, 1.

  There was a loud crash and a person yelling orders. A few gunshots and screams.

  “NOBODY MOVE!” A voice of authority roared through the apartment. Sounded female.

  “ALL WEAPONS ON THE GROUND, NOW!”

  “HANDS BEHIND YOUR HEAD!”

  Mina wondered how anyone could have so much power in their voice. Her thoughts were cut through with a gentle knock on the door.

  “Mister McCarthy?” his secretary’s familiar voice came through. Mina released a breath of relief and unlocked the door, opening it to reveal Gale standing in his usual office attire. His face was neutral but they could tell he had been extremely worried. His eyes grew light at the sight of them unharmed, and he escorted them to the security force.

  “They’re all right,” he announced.

  Mina had expected the place to have become an absolute mess, but it wasn’t really. It was a clean and smooth job, with only bloodstains and broken glass on the carpet to worry about.

  “Could any of you explain what happened?” a black woman approached them and Mina recognized the voice that was yelling relating to her. No wonder it was powerful.

  “I can,” Mina stated and the woman, Rhonda, suggested they take the conversation elsewhere in a safer area.

  Gale picked up Aaron’s phone and dusted it off, coming forward to hand it to him and following him down the hallway alongside.

  “Why didn’t you pick up your phone, Sir?”

  “Don’t ask,” Aaron grumbled, absolutely embarrassed by the helpless role he played in the whole incident. He had no clue whether to walk faster and catch up to Mina, or slower and fall behind with the armed security he had prepared for such incidents. He couldn’t bring himself to face either of them. He hadn’t felt so humiliated in his life.

  They stepped out of the building and into a familiar black truck where the guards usually come in to the scene. The lights turned on and guard took positions outside and closed the doors.

  “Tell me all that you can remember, okay?” Rhonda said almost gently. Mina nodded and went on to explain what had happened. She’d put up a visibly strong front, but in seclusion she was very nervous, and quite shaken from the ordeal. Rhonda eyed Aaron as the pieces fell together in both of their heads. This was Tyler’s doing. And he’d definitely managed to get a little more help this time.

  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.

  Chapter Nine

  The morning was quiet, but Mina’s insufferable brain wouldn’t stop replaying what had happened the previous night. And she kept wanting it to happen over and over again but she was already so embarrassed by it that she didn’t care comment on it.

  Aaron was at the stove, cooking for her like he’d said he wanted to. The kitchen filled up with the smell of pancakes, sausages, and hash browns. Mina’s mouth was watering already, and her stomach rumbled occasionally from hunger.

  She didn’t have to wait too long. There a steaming plate in front of her soon enough, along with an equally hot body next to her digging into his serving. He was in briefs and an old band t-shirt. It was nice to see him this way, laid back and casual. All she’d ever seen him in was a suit until last night.

  She picked at a slice of strawberry on her pancakes and plopped them into her mouth, a blend of sweet and sour goodness exploding in her mouth. She had to hold back from finishing the fruit off first, wanting to enjoy it with the pancakes. Mina had to admit, Aaron was a far better cook than she ever was.

  “You like it?” Aaron asked.

  “Yeah,” she agreed, “this is really good.”

  “I could make you more later if you’d like?”

  “This is a lot for me,” she admitted, “but thanks, though.”

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nbsp; And they fell into silence again, made awkward by Mina’s shyness. She refused to meet his eye all day, refused to acknowledge what had happened last night, if Aaron hadn’t known her any better, he would’ve felt hurt and thought she hated it and was regretting her decision. But he knew she was just embarrassed since she was inexperienced.

  Aaron quickly finished up his plate, “I need to leave soon, so make yourself at home here. I asked Tyra to come here and help out in getting your stuff arranged in a studio at the back. It’s large enough for all your belongings.”

  Mina only nodded as she stuffed her mouth with a sausage. Aaron sighed and got up, towering over her. He grabbed the edge of her stool and turned it around. Her head fell even lower and he gently held her chin and made her look up at him. He rolled his eyes, trying to contain his laugh. She still wouldn’t look at him in the eyes. Her pupils darted elsewhere and all over the place, to anywhere but him.

  “Mina, sweetheart, look at me,” he demanded gently, “Hey, over here.”

  Her eyes finally settled over his with difficulty, and her face was immediately set aflame. He grinned at her, leaning forward to capture her lips in a soft peck, “There’s more to where that came from last night, so stop shying away from me, okay? I haven’t even started.”

  He leaned forward and sucked at her neck, biting the skin there playfully before moving away and heading off to his room to get ready.

  Mina let go of the breath she was holding, feeling the ghosts of his touches over her body again. She wanted him to hold and pleasure her again so desperately, she was getting wet just by the thought of it. But she knew she had to garner some self-control because sexual activity was not the only thing she was given the time to do in a day. Her blueprints still needed a lot of work and the concept designs weren’t complete yet.

  Aaron had the security tightened all around the premises of his residence and office. Also, he’d called in another meeting with Tyler.

  “I warned you, Aaron,” he sneered at him, “You think it’s that easy to get away from me?”