Touched (The Untouched Trilogy Book 2)

by Lilly Wilde

  This entire scene had me on edge so I could only imagine what they were feeling. Aiden on the other hand, was the epitome of calm and control.

  “You both have the same goal – money. Based on reports I’ve obtained on your assets, there isn’t much of any significance and if you want to keep what little there is, you will do exactly as I say.”

  “Mr. Raine, Dane should pay for what he’s done to me, to our family. My attorney feels that Miss Cason’s testimony will more than make my case,” Tiffany pleaded.

  “Did I or did I not specify that you are not to fucking talk?” he asked, his voice laced with venom. Tiffany’s eyes widened and she sat back in her seat.

  My heart was racing; I wasn’t prepared to see this side of Aiden. I looked at him and swallowed the lump in my throat. His eyes were rolling flames of molten green.

  “You’ll resolve this predicament without the inclusion of Miss Cason or anyone, anything or entity that is affiliated with Miss Cason. Let’s be honest here, you didn’t request Miss Cason’s assistance; you threatened her … and that was the worst mistake you could’ve made.” His tone was chilling and I, like the Patricks, was hesitant to do anything more than listen as he continued.

  “Whatever drove you to this position in your relationship is of no significance to Miss Cason and she’s therefore not a player in this game of yours. My instructions are simple yet explicit. I don’t anticipate any further communication from either of you, nor does Miss Cason.”

  “If either of you do as much as utter her name, I’ll know … and I assure you, the outcome will not be to your liking. I don’t make futile threats. I can target anyone, anything, and anywhere – and I say that with every possible connotation.”

  Tiffany responded with a nod. She looked as if she was about to pee herself. I knew that Aiden was a force to be reckoned with but this was different; I hadn’t witnessed this side of him before. His tone was menacing and his expression was downright lethal. Even I was afraid to speak … and that was saying a lot.

  “I trust there is no ambiguity as to how I fully expect this to evolve. Now, if you’ll please leave my office, my team will return your devices and escort you to the airport.”

  Dane looked at Tiffany and I saw a small smirk on his face. Of course, this suited him perfectly; it gave him the result he wanted all along. He didn’t want his wife to stake claim to his holdings and from the sounds of it, she wouldn’t … well not by any involvement on my part at least.

  “Mr. Raine, this is giving Dane exactly what he wants,” Tiffany protested.

  “Perhaps you’re confused. This meeting is over. Don’t test my patience, Mrs. Patrick.”

  He looked at the security personnel; gave a slight nod – his prompt for them to escort Tiffany and Dane from his office. “See that they are logged in the list for our special guests,” Aiden said, eyeing them distastefully.

  “Yes, sir,” one of them replied. They all exited the room, leaving Aiden and me alone. I didn’t know what to say.

  “I’m late for a dinner meeting. I’ll call you later,” he said, standing and moving towards me. He planted a kiss on the top of my head and exited the conference room.

  What the fuck just happened? I sat there motionless replaying the scene and a sudden chill ran through me. Is this how he always handled people who pissed him off? Was this how he handled business? I didn’t know whether to be relieved, terrified or turned on. I think it was a lot of all three.

  Was he upset with me for this? Did he feel as if I was more trouble than I was worth? Would this change our relationship? Why did he leave so abruptly and with such distance? He was fine or seemingly fine when I initially told him about this. Was hearing it so different from dealing with it? I would imagine so. Hearing about Nadia was more abstract but seeing her and knowing she’d been intimate with Aiden made me want to vomit so I could only imagine how Aiden felt dealing with Dane.

  Of two things, I was sure … that was the last I’d hear of Dane or Tiffany Patrick and second, my recent decision to change the way I lived my life had been long overdue. I’d thought I had all the answers and that I’d made logical choices by taking certain measures to protect myself and it had worked for a while but the recent back-fires verified the need for a different approach.

  Men! Even when you gave them only sex, they still managed to fuck you up somehow. I had wanted the detached sex but I never wanted to be someone’s mistress or break up families. Turns out, that’s exactly what I’d done. I truly felt bad for Tiffany because I had a strong feeling that I hadn’t been the only one.

  *****

  It was almost 6 o’clock when I traipsed back to my office. I walked slowly to my desk and sank into my chair … thinking about Aiden. Were we okay? Would this cause distance between us? Should I have handled the Patricks on my own? I had so many other questions but I feared I would never get the answers.

  I looked at the picture on my desk. It was the one Mom had sent of the four of us in Disney World. She always made a fuss over everything; large or small. She wanted it all to be special. Everything was significant to her. When I had told of her of my promotion, she was so excited for me and extremely proud. She’d even remembered that my favorite flowers were orchids and had a beautiful bouquet delivered. A card had also been included, which reminded me that I wanted to take it home. I opened the drawer and pulled the card from the envelope and read it.

  Congratulations Aria!

  I’m very proud of the woman you’ve become and I’m happy that I have the opportunity to celebrate your success. You’ve ventured out on your own and created a wonderful life for yourself. You’ve always been strong and tenacious; I love that about you. I pray that you continue to make wise choices and that you have every happiness life has to offer. That’s all a parent can ask for. I know I’m far from perfect but when I look at you and your sisters, I know I got something perfectly right. I love you for all that you are, for all that you have been and for all you are yet to be.

  Mom

  I placed the card in my purse; I wanted to add it to my box of keepsakes. I glanced at my phone; it was almost 7 o’clock. Aiden had yet to call. Maybe he was taking some time to cool off after dealing with Dane and Tiffany; he was obviously more upset by this than he’d let on. I didn’t know if I liked him fighting my battles but fuck was he ever good at it. I was constantly seeing sides of him that I didn’t know existed. Clearly, we had some things to discuss. I grabbed my purse and walked out of the office. I could only hope that tomorrow would be better than today.

  CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

  It was nearly midnight and still not a word from Aiden. I suppose I could call him but I didn’t know what state of mind I’d find him and I didn’t want to take the chance. Had the ordeal with the Patricks made him think less of me? Was he reconsidering our relationship? My head started to hurt as I considered possible outcomes … all of which left me without Aiden. I didn’t want that. I didn’t want to think any more about it. I flipped the TV off and headed to bed. Maybe I’d have my answers tomorrow.

  I had settled into bed when my phone pinged. I nervously grabbed it to see a text from Aiden.

  *I’m downstairs, I’m coming up.*

  I didn’t reply. I climbed out of bed and walked towards the door. I didn’t know what to expect; I felt a wave of nausea in the pit of my stomach. There was a knock just as I reached the door. I slowly opened it and there he was … the gorgeous, sexy, intimidating CEO of Raine Industries.

  The coldness I’d seen in his eyes earlier had thawed, giving way to the eyes that conspicuously ravished me. He pulled me to him, lowered his head and sealed his mouth over on mine. All of my worries vanished as his tongue expertly explored my mouth, removing all traces of doubt.

  He moved us inside and closed the door behind him. Within the measure of a minute, we were both naked ... moments later he was shoving his huge cock into me.

  *****

  The next morning we were in the kitchen. I was p
reparing tea as he reached for coffee. Neither of us had mentioned the Patricks. I wanted to know more but I was hesitant to broach the subject.

  “I’m flying home for the weekend. I would love for you to come with,” Aiden said.

  “What?” I asked.

  “Come home with me. I have a charity event and I would like for you to see where I grew up,” he said.

  I smiled as I pictured a cute little green-eyed Aiden. I wondered if he’d been as challenging as a child as he is as an adult.

  “Can I take that smile as a sign that you’ll be joining me?” he asked.

  “No, you can take that smile as a sign that I think it was kind of you to offer but I would like to politely decline.”

  “And why is that? Give me one reason.”

  “I’ll do better than that. I’ll give you two … your mother and your father. No, wait, I’ll make it three. What’s going on with us is supposed to be a secret, remember? If I start taking trips to the family home – let’s just say it would raise a few eyebrows and I definitely don’t want that.”

  Aiden sighed and pulled me toward him. “About that … I only went along with it because – well to be honest, I didn’t want you to continue depriving me of what I needed. But I’m not doing this anymore. We’re together and I don’t give a damn who knows it. And it’s about time you didn’t either.”

  “Depriving you of what you needed?” I asked.

  “Yes. I needed you. I need you. I couldn’t go much longer without it.”

  “It? So you mean sex?” I asked.

  “Not just sex, your sex.”

  I tugged out of his embrace.

  “Don’t get the wrong impression, Aria. This stopped being about sex almost as soon as it started being about sex and you know it.”

  “That very well may be the case, but I’m not ready for any complications that making this public can cause,” I said.

  “Typically, the woman I’m dating wants the entire world to know and here I am with a woman I’m crazy about who wants to keep me as her dirty little secret.”

  “Well, I don’t think the world is ready for my revelation of how dirty you are Mr. Raine.”

  “What about you? Are you ready for me to get dirtier with you Miss Cason?”

  “Baby, I’m dying to see what’s next.”

  “Let’s make a deal. You come home with me and I’ll give you a very generous taste of what’s next,” he said, a hint of mischievousness in his eyes.

  “I don’t know,” I said.

  “What’s not to know? I can show you around Chicago. We can go to the Navy Pier and the Chicago Theater and we can visit the Museum of Contemporary Art and the most motivational reason – I can fuck you in my childhood bedroom.”

  “Well you should have led with that,” I said, laughing.

  “I forgot that I was dealing with a sex-crazed woman.”

  He was making this sound like an offer I couldn’t refuse.

  “It does sound fun but your parents will be ogling the entire time, what if I use the wrong fork or sip water from the finger bowl?”

  “I won’t let you,” he said.

  He ran his fingertip over the worry line that I was sure had touched my face.

  “Stop worrying; you know I’ve got you.”

  “But your parents – ”

  “Let me deal with my parents. You deal with me. Now come here. My cock is begging for your mouth.”

  The tranquil air that was floating innocently around us changed instantly, adding a layer of lust and hunger that encircled us. Virginia clenched as my mouth watered in anticipation of his delicious cock in my mouth. I walked slowly towards him, his eyes demanding my compliance. He pulled me to him and trailed his finger along my cheek making his way to mouth and slowly traced his fingertip along my lips before sliding his finger into my mouth. He circled his finger over my tongue and slowly pulled his finger out of my mouth and lowered his head to place a barely-there kiss on my lips.

  He grabbed my hand and placed it on his manhood. I unbuttoned his pants and slowly unzipped them to release his beautiful length. I kneeled before him and slid my tongue slowly across my lips as I watched his shaft grow longer and thicker; it was as anxious for my mouth as I was to have it there. I looked up at Aiden, his sultry eyes urging me to take him into my mouth.

  I kissed the head of his dick and gently moved forward, my mouth stretching as I took him in. I moved slowly back and forth, allowing my jaws to adjust to his girth. The feel of his thick, hard flesh moving in and out of my mouth was driving me crazy. I suctioned my jaws and began moving faster, moaning at the sheer delight of having his cock in my mouth. I looked up at him as he started to take over, pushing harder. He grunted and threw his head back as I became greedy, moving faster, seeking his release. “Ah, fuck,” he growled, not caring that I knew he was losing control. His breath hitched and he grabbed the top of my head as I continued worshipping his heavy cock. I moaned around his dick and he gasped at the feeling. He ran his fingers through my hair and cradled my head, thrusting his hips, fucking my mouth hard and fast, forcing me to take him deeper. “Ah shit … I’m cumming,” he grunted, as his dick hardened and jerked, viciously erupting into my mouth.

  *****

  “Just a little warning. The lifestyle that my parents lead is nearly a direct contrast to mine,” Aiden said.

  “What do you mean?” I asked.

  “I’ve told you that I don’t partake of all the luxuries that being a Raine affords.”

  “Yes. So?”

  “My parents do. They rarely drive themselves. They have several servants, gardeners and stable hands and groundskeepers. You name it, they have it. I attempt to do as much as possible without all of those trappings. I always have and they’ve always frowned upon it.”

  “Why is that?”

  “It just never felt right, especially when I see how the other half lives. It’s excessive.”

  “Is that why Sloan said that you’ve always been the challenging one of the bunch when we were in St. Barts?” I asked.

  He laughed. It was a rich guttural sound. I loved when he laughed. “Yeah, you could say that.”

  “You know, it’s actually quite awesome to think of it the way you do; it’s impressive all things considered,” I said.

  “Don’t get me wrong, I do call in favors or do what I need to when the time calls for it.”

  “Oh yes, I’ve observed that a few times and I’ve found it to be quite impressive as well as intimidating.”

  “So I still intimidate you?” he asked.

  “You’re atypical. It would be difficult to find someone who wasn’t intimidated by you, especially when you have that don’t fuck with me thing going.”

  “What?” he asked.

  “Dane and Tiffany come to mind.”

  “Does that bother you?” he asked.

  “No, not really. It’s just silencing. I don’t know how to take it. It makes me wonder more about you.”

  “You don’t need to wonder, just don’t leave and you’ll have a chance to know anything you want.”

  “I think I will,” I said.

  “Good.”

  I sat quietly thinking about the pieces of information that I’d sorted out about his family. “You know it sounds as if you long for normalcy.”

  “More often than not,” he said, wistfully.

  “It also seems as if you’ll never have it.”

  “Yes, I suppose that’s true. But you, you make me feel normal.”

  “How?” I asked.

  “You don’t treat me like I’m some prodigy or this greater than life rich guy. You don’t really take my shit.”

  “Yeah, well you don’t take mine either.” He was wrong, I did take a lot of his shit, more than I had ever taken from anyone but I supposed he wasn’t accustomed to any resistance at all. I was glad to know that he saw me as not succumbing to him as others did.

  “We’re good together Aria and we could be so much better i
f you really let me in.”

  “I have,” I said.

  “Not completely,” he countered.

  The last time I thought I had let him in, it fucked my world pretty badly. I wanted to take it a lot slower this time around but that was rather challenging with a man like him because he really was this greater than life guy, whether he chose to buy into it or not, he was … and he was the kind of man that would make the most sensible and controlled woman lose her shit.

  “I know Aiden, but you’ve got to let me do this at a pace that is not so terrifying for me.”

  “I will but only if you promise not to run again.”

  “I promise.”

  *****

  The Raine Industries jet landed in Chicago shortly after 11 o’clock. We stepped from the jet into a beautiful autumn morning. The cool, brisk wind blew harshly against my face as I looked up smiling at the bright sky. The clouds, having engulfed an enormous helping of the cool Chicago air, were happy and full. They lay content against the perfectly-painted baby blue backdrop. The sun was shining brightly casting its stamp of approval on our day. A car was waiting for us on the tarmac. I kept happily in step with Aiden as he pulled me alongside him. I stole a glance at him to find that he was smiling expectantly at me, his brown hair slightly tousled by the wind.

  We discussed our afternoon plans as we enjoyed the short drive to his home. His excitement was tangible. I wanted to bottle it and keep it under lock and key for those days when this part of him was hidden. The only thing that could place a damper on my day was the less than welcoming reaction I was sure to receive from Aiden’s parents. I wanted them to approve but I knew they wouldn’t. I would be tolerated, I knew that much but I wanted this to be more than that. I wanted them to like me. I wanted this to be easier for the both of us this time.

  I didn’t know how Aiden’s family would react to my intruding on their weekend so I was nervous. Aiden had reassured me that it would be fine but that was of little to no comfort. After thirty minutes or so, the car turned down a long tree-lined drive and stopped at a towering, formal gated entry. The gate slowly opened and we continued down the drive. I looked out the window and gasped. I didn’t know what to expect but the mansion was enormous. I wondered what social dramas had occurred within the walls of this massive estate.