I'm laying in the bed next to her, thinking about it all as she sleeps peacefully curled up next to me. I didn't say much when we got here, just went to the shower, where she joined me. She was very attentive, rubbing my shoulders and cleaning me off. Once ready for bed, she snuggled up next to me and started to rub on me, but I was quick to stop her hand from venturing farther south. She gave me a questioning look, but my features probably gave her the idea I was stressed over 'work'.
Rolling over, I look away from her, not sure how I should go about giving her the opportunity to come clean. I end up slipping out of the bed and go to my office to try and focus on some research and other things for work. My eyes are feeling fatigued a few hours later, so I close my eyes still in my office chair.
I'm being shaken awake and I open my eyes to see Sarina, still looking at me with concern, but the sun is peeking through the curtains.
"Hey baby, come on, you're going to hurt your neck sleeping in your chair like this." She pulls me up, and I follow behind her into the bedroom. She snuggles up next to me in the bed and we fall back asleep together.
When I awaken again, I'm alone in the bed, but the smell of something cooking invades my nostrils. I stretch and grab my pillow, curling up around it and try to go back to sleep for a little while longer. I'm roused from sleep, when the wonderful sensation of a warm wet mouth is gobbling up my cock.
I open my eyes with a groan and see the comforter moving up and down on my cock, Sarina's ass up in the air to the side as she bobs her head.
"Oh my god,.. Sarina..." I toss the comforter to the side and watch her swallowing my cock like she couldn't get enough of it. She smirks, slurping up to the tip, letting her tongue circle the head of my cock, making me moan. My hand works it's way into her hair, wanting her to swallow it again. She takes the hint and I feel her nose hit my tickle the crease of my thighs as I gasp.
"OH FUCK!" I hold her head down, thrusting up into her throat, feeling her swallowing my cock down her throat. I release her head so she can breathe, but as soon as she takes her breath she back at it. My balls are tight against my body, ready to blow my load down her throat, as she takes a breath and this time, my hand forces her back down on my cock. I thrust wildly into her throat and I feel my mind shatter as my cock shoots down her throat.
"Oh my god..." I shake from the way she laps at my cock, making sure she gets every bit of my cum.
"Good morning." She smiles, giving me an innocent smile.
"uh huh... yeah... morning." I say weakly, making her giggle.
"I made us breakfast, but I saw something more yummy saying hello, so I had to take what was offered." She runs her hands up my body, kissing my stomach and chest as she works her way up. "Are you hungry?" She asks, still running her hands over my body.
"Yes." I say, as my stomach rumbles.
Laughing she rolls off the bed and grabs the breakfast tray to me. "I made you a coffee too." She smiles, placing it on my nightstand.
"Thank you. What brought this on?" I ask her taking a bite. She takes her plate and sits on the edge of the bed next to me.
"I know you had a stressful night, so I wanted to do something to take care of you." She smiles at me.
I clear my throat, "Thank you. That was kind of you." I say and continue to eat. A thought pops into my head. "You know, I just realized, I forgot to ask you about your day yesterday. How was the visit with your brother?"
"He misses you. I told him, I'd bring you along next time I visit. He's not looking good though. He's constantly coughing and hurting a lot. The nurses told me he's still eating well, so that's a good thing." She looks down at her food, sighing. "But he was tired and ended up falling asleep after an hour."
I nod, "I remember you said you had to go to your place too. Clean out your fridge and talk to Maggie right?" I say, finishing up my plate setting it to the side and taking my coffee. I take a sip and take note, she made it the way I like it.
Sarina is quiet as she takes her last bite. I can see her eyes lost in space as she thinks.
"Sarina? Did something happen at your place?" I ask her, leaning forward as she snaps back from her thoughts.
She clears her throat and shakes her head yes. "Let me take care of these plates and then I'll tell you about that." She gives me a weak, shaky smile and takes the plates to the sink. I hear her running the water and putting the plates in the dish washer. I sip my coffee in silence, waiting to hear what she's going to say.
When she comes back in, I can see her unease as she sits in bed next to me. Her hands shake in her lap and I set my coffee down, taking her hands in mine.
"What happened that has you shaking? Is it something bad? I don't want you to ever feel like you need to be afraid to tell me something." I tell her, pouring out the guilt trip while seeming innocent and naïve of the situation. I know it's a shit move, but it's true. I don't want her to feel like she needs to hide anything from me.
Even her speech is shaky as she starts to tell me, "Maggie was cleaning and ended up going out to grab some things from her van. I was in the kitchen going through my fridge and the next thing I know Marcus was in my kitchen behind me." She takes a shaky breath and laughs, "He said he stopped by to tell me, he was sorry that he heard my brother was dying of cancer. Apparently a friend of his has a family member there and told him. I told him thanks but I really was busy with other things and didn't have the time to entertain him."
She takes another breath as I sit back with a raised brow. "Was that it?"
She shakes her head, "No... He got a little mad and told me I had time to whore myself out at the club, that I could make time to whore myself out to him again. He then.. he kissed me and pushed me against the wall." A tear rolls down her cheek, but she then starts to laugh, "Maggie hit him in the back of the head with the mop when she saw me trying to push him off. She then sprayed him in the face with simple green and told him, if he didn't watch his mouth talking to me, she'd make him drink enough of the stuff that even his great grandchildren would know the taste of it."
I sit there stunned.
"Brian?"
I look up at her shocked and in disbelief.
"Brian, please say something..?"
I find the words and ask her still confused, "You were sexually assaulted yesterday and I'm just now hearing about it?!"
"It wasn't that... I guess you could say I'm used to him treating me that way when he would get angry...." Her voice trails off as I stand and start getting dressed.
"What are you doing?" She asks, growing timid.
"I'm going to go show that asshole what happens when he touches a woman like that, especially when that woman is mine." I growl, pulling on a t shirt and running shoes.
"Baby, baby! No, please calm down! He wants to cause problems! I can assure you, that is what he's trying to do! IF you go and fight him, he'll call the cops and have you thrown in jail for assault! Please, listen to me! I know him better than you do!" She stands in the way of the door. "Please?" She's fighting back tears, "Please don't do what he wants."
I groan, growl and roar in my heart but turn around and try to breathe through the anger that was building up in me. I suddenly got why she did not want to tell me. If I had known last night, I probably would have ripped him apart. I still wanted to right now.
"I knew you would get upset about this.." She whispered but I still heard it.
I turn back around, "What did you not plan on telling me or something?" My bark was harsher than I intended it to be at her.
She looks taken aback, shrinking into her self but quickly stiffens her spine, "I considered it, but I knew I needed to tell you, so I did. I wanted to tell you last night, but I could see how stressed out you were last night over work. I didn't want to add to it!"
She turns her back on me and her shoulders hunch, like she was pulling herself in to make her self smaller. It was a reaction that people who've been abused commonly exhibit. I walk up behind her to wrap my arms around her and she flinches away. It hurts like a knife to the gut that she flinched away from me.
"Sarina, I'm sorry. I ... Thank you, for telling me. I'm not angry at you." I try to keep my tone calm and even, reaching out my hand to touch her shoulder softly. She doesn't pull away from me this time, but instead turns to face me.
"You promise you won't do anything?" She asks me again, glistening trails of tears and worry marring her wrinkled brow.
My jaw tightens, but I tell her the truth, "I won't go looking for him. However, if he tries anything in front of me, I can't promise I won't then." I let out a heavy breath, trying to release the tension in me. "Now, come here." I open my arms for her to step into them. I wrap them around her and hold her close to me.
"If something like that happens again, please don't wait to tell me." I breathe out.
"Yes, sir." She sighs resting her head in the crook of my neck.
"I'm being serious, Sarina. Please don't hold that kind of information back from me." I hold her tighter, placing my face on top of her head, breathing in her scent to calm me. "Yes, I'm beyond upset, but not with you." I try to reassure her, "I promise, I won't go looking for him, and I keep my promises." I look down at her still nestled in my neck. She looks up to me with big, blue, doe like eyes and my heart melts at the sight.
"Alright." She murmurs, her lips in the cutest pout that make me want to kiss her badly. She notices me looking at her lips and she begins to stand up on her tip toes to get closer to my lips.
I let her reach for me, because as she's preoccupied focusing on my lips, my arms are moving around her to pick her up from her waist bringing her up to my lips.
She giggles and wraps her legs around my hips as I hook my hands under her thighs, raising her up a bit. I press her against the door, still kissing her deeply, lost in her lips as my hands roam under her robe...
I hear a click but it doesn't register.
"... Brian? OH MY LORD!" A familiar voice screeches from my hall causing us both to stop and look down the hall way.
Shit.