"I don't know, Brian.... I think maybe we should have waited a little longer before we went on a trip...." Sarina chews on her bottom lip, anxiously, as I show her the tickets that don't have the destination on them yet.
"Babe, you have been working your butt off. You deserve a little down time. You sold one of the rooftop places, six of the other ones. I mean, babe, you deserve to celebrate. It's not for long either, it's just a week." I try to coax her. "Besides, I'm sure we can get a fax or something there if it's paperwork that is needed immediately."
She groans, "It's not just that.... I don't know... since the twins were born, my brother's looking worse. I really do not want to be too far away, just in case." She hugs herself at the thought and blinks rapidly.
"Sarina, your brother is the one who told me to go ahead and buy the tickets. Swear." I hold up my hand when she gives me a fierce hard stare. "You know what. We'll go visit them, he can tell you himself. I'm sure they'll love a little reprieve from the twins anyways." I suggest and Sarina nods.
"Yes, plus I want to see those two little cuties anyways. It's hard to believe they're already a month old!" She exclaims as she grabs her purse and we head out the door.
Over at their house, Amanda and Alyssa are thrilled to see us, exhausted but thrilled. David is holding his little boy, doing a video in his bedroom with him, and Alyssa advised us not to interrupt.
"He has a hard enough time making them. It's beautiful what he's made so far." Alyssa whispers, her voice to full of emotion otherwise. Her little girl starts to fuss in her arms, making her sigh and I offer to hold her as Sarina heads to the restroom.
"I'll hold her, Alyssa. She can probably feel how you're feeling right now, making her fussy." I take her from her momma, gently rocking her, calming her down.
I look up and see Alyssa smiling at me, "You're going to make a great father some day."
I feel the heat hit my cheeks, as I struggle to say, "I ... well.. you really think so?" I ask quietly.
"I know so." Alyssa beams.
David comes out with his son in a sling across his chest, saying quietly, "He's falling asleep, but just dropped a load too. Hand me a diaper and the wipes." He asks, motioning towards the large supply of them, next to a changing station here in the living room.
I grab him a diaper and wipes as he lays a blanket out on the couch and carefully places his son on top of it. He takes his time, not wanting to disturb his sons sleep, while cleaning him up. When he's done, he wraps him back up and carefully puts him back in his sling to hold him and stare down in awe at his little boy. David starts to tear up and Alyssa is quick to get up and hold him from behind, whispering comforting words of love into his ear for only him to hear.
Sarina comes back out and sniffs, "What's that smell? Wow, I didn't know babies that small could make something so foul."
Those few words have us all cracking up and with Sarina rejoining us, I motion for her to ask her brother.
With a roll of her eyes, she asks him, "David, did you tell Brian here to duck tape me and kidnap me into a vacation whether I wanted to go or not?"
David turns to her, "You're darn skippy. GO. Don't stay on my account. The building is pretty much yours now. You don't need to stay for that. I'm still here, I'm here until my body can't anymore, which could be tonight, or it could be a few months, or even a year from now." He says that last part hopefully. "Please go! Take lots of pictures and tell me all about it when you get back."
He turns to me, "Trade you, Brother. I'm going to go do a video for my daughter, while I still have the thoughts I want to say on my mind."
We trade out and we hang out with Alyssa, who ends up falling asleep in the chair as her shirt begins to get wet spots. I nudge Sarina, who grabs a blanket to place over her. Alyssa wakes up and Sarina lets her know.
"Oh, yeah. I've got to pump again. Excuse me guys." She goes into one of the bedrooms. Leaving us with their little boy. Half an hour later, Sarina gets up and checks on her. She comes back out with overflowing containers of breast milk to put into the freezer not long after.
"She fell asleep, I got new containers on her thing for her since I don't know how to turn it off and if I should." Sarina gives a thin lipped smiling shrug at me.
When David comes out a little while later. He looks emotionally exhausted. "Where's Alyssa?"
"She fell asleep. I should probably check her milk containers she's got hooked up." Sarina says, moving towards the room.
"Yeah. Turn off the pump. It's about time for them to eat anyways." At those simples words, both babies begin to stir, and get fussy.
"Ah hell. Here we go." David makes his way into the room and comes back without his daughter and takes his son from me. "Thank you guys. She needs her sleep, but I can handle it after she feeds them. Now, go pack, Sis."
Sarina gives her brother a quick hug, while I wave and wink at him making him nod.
"HAVE FUN BROTHER!" David shouts as I close the door behind us.
"You heard him. Let's go have fun." I grin widely at Sarina who shakes her head.
"FINE." She says mockingly. "Where are we going exactly? So I know what to pack?"
I smile, "Pack that red dress and then pack for anything from the beach to camping wear. Be ready for anything."
She drops her jaw, "How am I supposed to fit it all in my suitcase?"
I give her some side eye, "You're right. Pack your bathing suit, the red dress, two nice outfits, and the rest what you would wear camping. That better?"
"Much better. You really won't tell me? I mean when we get to the airport, won't I be able to figure it out?" She comments.
"Maybe the destination for the plane ride." I chuckle.
"Come on baby.... you know I like to know what's going on..." She whines, acting all cute about it. She starts leaning over the center console, stroking my leg. "Please...?"
I pick up her hand from my leg, kiss it and hold on to it. "So impatient..." I wink at her. She blushes, pulling her hand from mine.
"I'll stop asking. I'm sorry, sir." She pouts.
I can't keep the grin off of my face as I arrive back at the house. "Oh Sarina. What will I do with such a naughty, impatient, beauty such as yourself?"
Her breathing quickens, her brows going high, as her frown grows, as she whispers, "Punish this bad girl and teach her patience again?"
"After you pack your bag, you know how I want you right?" I ask her.
She nods, "Yes, sir. I'll go pack my bag now." She gets out of the car with me and we head inside.
My bag was already packed for the flight, that leaves early tomorrow morning at four. It's a twelve and a half hour flight, but I think it will be worth it. I know it will be. I make my way inside and find her packing her bag, trying to figure out what two nice outfits she should pack.
I walk right past her and head in to the bathroom to shower. I get clean, the whole time thinking of how and when and where... I really have no idea how she's going to react... I just hope it's good.
My anxiousness is getting to me, so I hop out and wrap a towel around my waist to see how she's doing. She's zipping up the large part of her bag, leaving room for her toiletries to be packed tomorrow. She glances up at me and pauses, her eyes running over me like she's never seen me dripping wet from a shower.
"I'm waiting." Is all I say to her making her jump up and enter the bathroom in a rush.
I chuckle as I begin to dry off before I lay back on the bed, naked and groaning. My cock stands at full attention, excited and wanting to be buried deep inside of Sarina. I stroke it, trying to ease the pressure of it being so swollen. Sarina comes out, her gorgeous curves on full display to me, but her eyes were glued to my hand on my cock.
I stroke it for her again, her eyes blazing with desire, making my cock twitch in my hand. She licks her lips and I watch her hips swing like a hypnotizing pendulum as she approaches the bed. She climbs on the bed, but instead of facing towards the head board, she sits reverse cowgirl.
"Oh really?" I'm surprised by the little jeweled end sticking out from her rear. "When did you think to do this?" I tease her, using my thumb to press it lightly.
She lets out a low moan, "I thought you liked surprises?" She asks, lowering her head forward, to take me into her mouth.
I gasp, feeling her hot, wet mouth encapsulate me, "I do...." I pull her closer to my face, and being my greedy feast upon her slit.
I still can't get over how she tastes so good. She's like a tart peach, juices flowing with each bite, her sweet flesh filling my mouth... I bury my face deeper, fucking her hole with my tongue, before sliding it back down to suck on her clit.
Her mouth goes to town on my length, slurping, and gagging around it. I feel her body start to move against my mouth, her mouth popping free of my cock as she releases a primal moan. She begins to press herself down harder on my mouth, riding my face like I didn't need to breathe and I loved it. I grip her waist with one arm, my other coming up to smack her cheeks sharply.
"AH!" Her cry escapes the side of her mouth, quickly followed by a quickening of hips. I then press on her jeweled plug, making her hips twitch and grind herself over my face. I feel her getting close, so I smack her ass again, making her whimper and lose her pace. I smack it again, and her hips raise up, allowing me to take a full breath.
"Ride me, Sarina." I instruct her, pressing on her jewel again.
She swings her legs over my head and turns to straddle me. She eases herself on to the head of my cock and begins to lower herself.
"Fuck, you have a big cock, Brian." She gasps, bobbing her hips as she begins to swallow my manhood with her velvety center.
"And you always give me a tight, perfect fit inside of you. Don't you?" I sigh, getting lost in how amazing she feels.
She moans like a wanton woman once she's settled with me deep inside of her. Panting like she's run a mile.
"What's the matter baby?" I squeeze and pull her cheeks apart, firmly urging her to continue.
"I'm going to cum if I move right now." She whispers, gripping my chest.
"Oh really?"
I know, I'm an ass, but I grip her hips and begin to bounce her on my cock. Her shocked eyes are wide as her mouth hangs open, her control lost as I pound her orgasm free. I loved this sight the most, of her coming undone from my cock inside of her. Knowing she's all mine, heart and body.
I slow down when her body starts to relax, her legs shaking. I smack her ass again, "Get on your stomach baby."
She rolls off, as instructed, spreading her legs just enough to allow me access. I twist her plug as I thrust, making her sound like a dolphin with her high pitched noises.
"Brian, you're going to make me...cum again..." She pants looking over her shoulder at me with pleading eyes.
I hum, working the plug in and out of her, "Let me slide inside here baby?" I ask her, softly, kissing her shoulder, "I promise I'll be gentle."
She whimpers in need, "Please... Brian..."
"Please what, baby?" I kiss her neck, nibbling on her earlobe.
"Please, don't..."
"I won't baby, I'm very happy with your pretty little pussy." I reassure her, feeling the ache of an oncoming orgasm deep in my balls. "Fuck baby, I'm going to cum.."
I speed up, thrusting into her as she grips the sheets and cries out, reaching her orgasm quickly and I follow not far behind her.
We clean up and are asleep in no time, after making sure my alarms are set.