"I think your brother will do better there at Alyssa's. Even on oxygen, he seemed a lot happier."
Sarina turns to me and smiles, softly, "Because he is happier there. So is Alyssa."
We're driving back to the apartment, the daylight fading fast from the sky.
"Are you happy?" I ask her, wanting to know.
"I am happy for him." She places her hand on mine that sits between us on the shift.
"Are you happy with me?" I ask, turning into the apartment parking lot.
"I am." She lifts my hand after I put the car in park to hold it up to her cheek, letting me caress her face softly.
"Good. Come on, let's get inside." I suggest.
Once inside we take a seat on the couch and she curls up into my side as we watch a show together. After the show ends she gets up and disappears in the room as I start watching something else that caught my attention. When the show ends half an hour later, I get up to go see what she's doing. She's not in the bedroom, or bathroom.
"Sarina?" I call out and she hollers out from the office room.
"In here!"
I step in the room and find her packing my brothers books into boxes. I cross my arms and lean against the door frame, watching as she bends over to pick up the box.
"What are you doing?" I ask taking a step towards her.
"Packing stuff to move to my place, what else?" She stops and turns giving me a confused brow.
"Not that." I shake my head and pick the box up using my legs and not my back. "You were about to pick this up with your back and not your legs. You could hurt yourself doing that." I say placing it on the other boxes that were already packed.
"Oh, well, I'm packing them in smaller boxes so they're not so heavy. I didn't think that weight would hurt my back." She shrugs, taking another box from a pile I didn't notice that were folded flat. She tapes the bottom and starts to pack more books.
"You're packing my things." I say rather blankly, noticing she's packing some of my books I use for work.
She stops and stares at me with wide hurt eyes, "Oh, I thought..."
I am quick to add, "I need those for work still. Here let me set the ones I'll need to the side so they stay out." I offer, taking the ones from her and placing them on the table.
I start to take others off the shelf as she takes a breath and smiles, "Thank you. I wasn't sure what you wanted me to pack yet, so I've mainly been just packing my things." She says, taking some more items off the shelves.
"I wondered why your items were the only ones that were in boxes. Don't you think we should stay at your place for a few days so we can figure out where to put everything? " I suggest, closing up the box I just filled after getting the answer I needed concerning the question I had about the boxes last night.
Sarina hands me a sharpie, agreeing with my suggestion, "Yes, we should. I can move the little things of my brothers into the other bedroom with my parents stuff." Her eyes widen and she rolls her eyes at something she's thought.
"I need to go through and do an estate sale or something for all their stuff. I can donate the rest to charity or a salvation army. I know I don't want to keep storing it all, there's very little that actually means anything to me." Her annoyance tries to mask the sadness behind her eyes, but I can see it in the way her shoulders hunch forward as if to continue to try and protect herself by becoming smaller.
Placing the marker down, I wrap my arms around her waist and pull her closer to me.
"We can do whatever you'd like with your parents things. It doesn't need to be done as soon as packing up the apartment, so let's worry about all this first." I place a kiss on her neck, making her shiver. I release a breathy laugh before I kiss her neck again, just below her hair line and near her ear, letting my lips linger.
Feeling her shiver, her hair standing on their ends as I pull away has me biting back a smile. She stands there a moment, as I reach for a new box to open up and start filling up with more items. Turning to ask her if she was ready for a shower and bed after we finished these boxes, I find I can't speak a single word.
She grips my shirt, holding me close to her as she kisses me, pressing me back into the wall with a light thud. She grinds her hips against my groin, that is being brought to life. Her hands drop and quickly get her pants undone before she breaks the kiss to slide them down over her hips to step out of before she's right back on me.
Where had this Sarina been hiding? This is the fierce, confident Sarina I met that first night. Even though we've become more comfortable with each other, she lets me be the one to initiate sex most of the time. I didn't realize I missed her taking me so fiercely, it helped further ease the beginnings of anxiety that had started since yesterday evening's events.
She wants me, she wants us to be together, she's trying to reign in her insecurities and not have me suffer for others mistakes. Our relationship is still new, so of course we'd have situations like that occur. However, we care about each other so we can figure this out. This is going to work, we're going to work.
My pants hit the floor, with my mind preoccupied, not realizing when I'd been thinking, that she had taken my belt off. She grips my cock in her hand over the fabric of my boxer briefs, working me with her hand.
"I'm not going to let you get away with teasing me." She says firmly, raising a playful brow at me as a devilish smile curls around her lips. I start to lean toward her but she presses against my chest with her free hand.
"Stay right there." She demands giving me a wicked smile.
"Yes ma'am." I want to see where she's going to go as she slips her hand under my waistband.
I have to clench my hands in fists at my side so that I don't move as she begins to stroke me. I remind myself to breathe as she goes faster sending waves of sensations through my body. I'm panting as she smiles wickedly at me, then stops, pulling her hand quickly from my underwear.
She bolts out the room, shouting over her shoulder, "Don't tease unless you intend to please!" She giggles and runs towards the bedroom.
I grit my teeth, tasting my own medicine. I pull myself from my clothes before chuckling, "Ready or not, here I come!" I call out, taking off towards the room and look around for her. I glance around the room, not seeing her, so I step into the bathroom, and she's not there. I poke my head out of the bathroom and look in the closet, not finding her there either.
"Now, where could she be?" I taunt, knowing, she's somewhere in here. I pull back the blankets on the bed and she's not there. I check under the bed and once again, she's not there.
"You can't hide forever.... Sarina..." I call out.
I walk back out of the bedroom, curious if she went into the second bathroom. I peek in and notice the curtain move just barely and grin. I take slow soft steps to the shower and pull it open quickly.
"Ah ha!"
"AH!" she screams, startled as I grab her up and toss her over my shoulder.
"Naughty girl, you thought you could hide from me?" I say slapping her ass playfully.
She giggles and cries out, struggling against my hold.
"You're not going anywhere, you're mine now." I laugh, triumphantly. I give her ass a other smack, listening to her little shriek filled laughter.
"No!" She can't stop her giggling as she struggles and I continue to spank her bottom that jiggles beautifully as I walk her to the bedroom.
I give her one last good smack before tossing her on the bed and quickly climb on top of her even as she tries to scuttle away. I cage her with in my arms and legs, making sure her legs are in between mine so she can't try to do one of her wrestling moves on me.
"Now, what are you going to do?" I ask her huskily, as she realizes she's trapped under me now.
She still giggling, breathing heavy as she wraps her arms around my neck, "Keep you." She says as her giggles die down and she raises her head to kiss me.