Mina headed inside, jumped in the shower, and climbed into bed. The whole day had been one exhausting conversation after another. She had no problem discussing her experiences; having ADHD made her an oversharer, and she would talk about anything with anyone. But because she lived it, she was often thrown off by other people's reactions of disbelief and horror about what had happened to her.
Being okay with talking about it didn't make the conversations any less emotionally exhausting. Remembering her childhood, talking about Benji, and discussing what she did to get herself out of the situation wasn't hard in the moment, but the memories it brought up were painful. Talking about Benji was especially hard. Child Services had waffled for almost a year before agreeing to send her to him, citing he was a man, single, gay, and had health issues. However, they eventually decided because Benji had grown up in the church and left due to abuse regarding his sexuality, so he had unique knowledge regarding her situation.
The primary factor for them agreeing he was the best solution for her was how quickly they had bonded. Benji flew down to Alabama and rented an apartment so he could be there and attend all the meetings and visit with her. Within two sessions, he had gotten her to open up to him, a few more, and he could hold her while she cried; she hadn't allowed anyone to touch her before. He had attended every meeting and therapy appointment and supplied all the necessary documentation and information. It had taken nine months, but a judge signed off, and Mina was allowed to move to New York City with him.
The next four years had been an adjustment and the best time of Mina's life. Benji made sure she continued to go to therapy, patiently making appointments until she found one she was comfortable with. He allowed her to be a teenager, encouraged her interests, and was there whenever she needed to talk. He understood she needed someone who could be a friend and a parent.
When she was twenty-one, she had come home from her classes to find him battling a cold. Because his immune system was so weak, his getting sick always made her panic, and she ended up staying home for two weeks, trying to nurse him through. Unfortunately, the cold developed into pneumonia, and he was gone within a month. His friends had stepped up and helped her make all the arrangements for his funeral because she was numb. She dropped out of university for a bit before his friends rallied around her and got her back on track again. She would have to reach out to them when this was all over. She had lost touch with them over the years and wondered if Asher would ask Lexi to find them for her.
Asher watched as Eric went into the other RV and shook his head. Mina was making him soft; he had been touched when Eric told him he loved and respected him. He had never considered the guys saw him as anything more than the one who made sure they were paid. Hearing it was more than that… he had to re-evaluate many of his beliefs.
When he was showered and ready to climb into bed, he wasn't surprised to find Mina asleep. He could imagine that everything she had talked about had been a drain mentally and emotionally on her. He watched her sleep for a few minutes, then climbed in and gently gathered her into his arms. Holding her at night before he went to sleep was quickly becoming his favorite part of the day, a last few minutes of complete relaxation before he drifted off into sleep.
Mina woke up early the next morning and lay there with her head on Asher's chest, listening to his light snores and the steady beat of his heart. She slid her arm around his waist and brushed against his extremely hard cock. She looked down and saw it tenting his underwear, and her mouth went dry. She paused a second, then hesitantly reached out and dragged her finger along its length. She watched him carefully for a reaction, but there was no change other than it twitching slightly. Feeling a little braver, she placed her palm against it and slid up and down lightly. He moaned and squirmed a little but didn't wake up. She grinned and moved her head down so it rested on his stomach; then she reached into his underwear and pulled it free. She could see precum on the head and couldn't help herself. She gently swiped her tongue across the top, desperate for a taste. "Mina." Asher moaned her name and pushed his hips up. Hearing her name took away any remaining hesitation, and she began to lick and suck on the head. Asher finally woke up and inhaled sharply as she took in his whole cock. "Jesus fucking Christ Mina!" he groaned loudly and fisted his hands in her hair. She chuckled around him, and the vibrations went right to his brain. She released him and sat up. "Don't stop Mina, don't be a tease." He rasped
She smiled at him and moved so she was between his legs. "Just wanted to give you a better view." She licked him from the base to the head, then slid her lips around him. She looked up, met his eyes, dark and stormy with lust, and smirked, then went to work. She licked and sucked, bobbing her head up and down.
Asher was having trouble holding it together. His brain was firing in all directions. The shock of waking up with his cock in her mouth, the absolute incredible pleasure she was giving him, the visual of his dick in her mouth, and the need to fuck her into the mattress were all warring inside his head. When she wrapped a hand around him and began sliding it up and down in time with her mouth, it was the beginning of the end for him. "Fuck, Princess, your mouth feels so good." He wrapped his hand in her hair again, encouraging her gently to take him deeper into her throat. He groaned again and felt his hips begin to lift off the mattress. With a massive effort, he controlled himself, unsure how she'd feel about him fucking her mouth. "Oh my god, you're such a good girl, baby; take it all." She moaned when he praised her. "My pretty perfect girl. Fuck Princess, you have no idea what you do to me." He panted, trying desperately to hold on a bit longer, but she took him all the way in, and that was it. "Fuck, fuck, oh fuck." he shouted as he spurted deep in her throat.
When he was spent, Mina lifted her head and climbed back up next to him. "Morning." She said sweetly.
Asher stared at her, still panting a little, then leaned over and kissed her, there was no gentleness in it; it was hard and bruising, his tongue plundered her mouth, and she instantly responded by wrapping her arms around his neck and driving her hands into his hair. He growled as she pulled it sharply and moved his mouth down her throat. He grabbed her tank top and ripped it open, she gasped, and his eyes flew to hers. She nodded slightly, letting him know she was okay. He latched on to her nipple and began sucking and licking it. His hand found her other nipple and pinched it gently. She moaned and began to tremble beneath him as she felt the pressure and heat build-up. Asher stopped and leaned down, pulling his underwear off and then her shorts. He brought his hand to her folds. "Are you wet for me Princess? He murmured as he teased by running a finger down her slit.
"Only for you Asher" she gasped as she thrust her hips toward his hand, and he felt his cock harden again.
"Such a good girl, waking me up like that. Do you want me to fuck you?"
"Yes, please." She nodded eagerly.
He smirked. "I want to fuck you from behind. Get on your knees Princess." When she was where he wanted her, he positioned himself behind her and smiled wickedly. "We need some mirrors here; I want to watch myself fuck you. But for now…" he entered her in one smooth stroke, filling her completely. She cried out wordlessly, and he began to move in and out of her steadily. Pulling out almost entirely and then sliding back into her. "Oh, fuck you're so perfect baby. God, I love how you feel around me." He groaned and reached around her with his hand, finding her clit and beginning to rub in circles. She clenched around him and moaned his name. He groaned as the tightness increased. "Fuck, cum for me. I want to feel you cum all around me." He increased his speed on her clit but kept the same steady pace as he fucked her. He felt her tense up and then her release as she cried his name. As her walls fluttered around him, he pushed in once more and let himself go. He dropped down, catching himself on his hands over her back, then rolled to the side, pulling himself out of her. She moaned again and finally collapsed onto her stomach.
He ran his hand down her back. "Are you okay Princess?"
Mina turned her head and smiled. "It was exactly what I wanted."
Asher grinned at her. "Did you have that planned this morning? Or was it an impulsive thing.?
"Definitely impulsive." She laughed, "I wasn't sure if it was something you'd like, but you moaned my name, and I went with it, but I should have asked first."
He laughed. "I don't think there is a man alive who wouldn't want to wake up to a blow job, Mina, don't worry; I'm very okay with that kind of thing." He reached out and traced her face with his finger. "I was dreaming about you. It's the first time I've dreamt about something good."
"What was the dream about?"
He raised an eyebrow. "It started pretty innocently but quickly became very hot."
"For the record, you were already hard; I just decided to do something about it."
"Mina, I'm almost always at some level of hardness around you." He shook his head and kissed her nose. "You drive me crazy."
"Good, because I'm constantly wet around you. I feel better knowing it's not just me." She rolled over and stretched. "I'm not sure why you felt the need to ruin a perfectly good tank top though." She pulled the remains off her.
"I'll buy you a new one." He chuckled and nuzzled her neck. "It seemed like the fastest way to get it off.