Sarina and I stayed till late in the evening, even after David had woke up. He ate a little bit of food, but not much. He seemed to perk up when he realized we were there and when we were showing him the pictures of our trip and Sarina showed him the video she accidentally took with her phone of my proposal. He laughs a little and then motions for her hand.
She shows him the ring that she's now wearing, "I see, that's mighty pretty sis." He gives me a questioning look which Sarina catches.
"I wanted a different ring. That one just.. has too many conflicting memories that go with it. " She explains.
He nods, "I never meant to keep it from you. It's just we were fighting a lot back then and every time I thought about it, we'd fight. Eventually, I forgot about it. I found it when we moved everything to the convalescent home. I'm sorry I didn't give it to you when you mentioned it."
Sarina holds his hand, smiling sadly, "I forgive you. I love you, David."
"I love you too, Sis. You too, Brother. She's your responsibility now that you put a ring on it." He chuckles softly, before he coughs and you see the pain that shoots through him. "You guys go home, I want to spend some time with my babies and my woman before I go to sleep." He smiles at Alyssa who places one of the twins next to his side, placing a kiss on his temple.
"No problem, brother. We'll see you tomorrow. Love you guys." We give David a hug and a quick one to Alyssa before heading home.
The entire ride home, Sarina just cries silent, sorrowful, tears, taking deep heavy breaths. We get to the house and start a shower for Sarina and myself. She is robotic at the moment, just going through the motions with a far off look. In the shower she stands under the water, not doing much. So once I'm done, I start washing her hair and body, making sure she's clean. I know she's going through a lot of emotions with her brother. She's trying to accept that this is it.
Once rinsed off and out of the shower, I dry her off and help her into a nightgown and into bed. I tuck her into the sheets and grab a box of tissues, just in case she needs them before climbing in with her.
"Hey." I get her attention with a soft hand on her waist. When she looks up at me, I open my arms for her to curl up into my side. I hold her close as hot tears start to drop onto my chest and shoulder where her head lays. I just grab a few tissues for her and just hold her tighter to me as she breaks down sobbing hard against my skin. I let her cry, rubbing her back, soothing her as she sobs. When she calms down a bit, I go grab her a cool washcloth to bring the swelling down on her face.
"Do you want to talk about it?" I ask her gently, while sitting up in bed as she keeps the cool towel pressed against her face.
She shakes her head, ragged breaths still escaping her.
"You know I'll always be here for you baby if you do." I kiss her forehead and she quietly nods against my shoulder.
"Thank you." She whispers hoarsely.
"Don't mention it, beautiful. I love you and I want to be the one you need for anything."
She kisses my neck, sending a shiver through me.
"Careful." I joke, even though my cock stirs at the feeling of lips on my skin. Now is not the time for sex.
She lays another kiss on my neck, making me hold my breath, when her hand starts to move over me.
"Sarina?" I let out my breath when her hands touch my growing cock.
She pulls the cloth from her eyes, looking at me with still teary eyes, "I need to feel you."
I notice her trembles, the desperation in her voice, the need to feel something other than the pain.
"Sarina.." I start, "I love you. Sex is not love, baby."
She sighs and starts to pull away from me, but I pull her back to me, "I'll make love to you baby. I just want you to know, that even if we don't have sex, that it doesn't change how much I love you. Do you understand what I mean right now?"
She pauses and slowly nods, blinking a tear from her eye, that I wipe away with my thumb. Staring deeply into those eyes that are torn between grief and awe that I continue to prove how much I really love her. My lips slowly descend to hers, softly caressing them, letting my lips speak more words that don't need to be said aloud.
She returns the caress, her hands sliding up my chest, feeling my body like she was mapping it out, sending thrilling pulses through me. I deepen the kiss, as Sarina moves her body down on the bed as I start sliding my hand to touch her sensitive places. I caress her sides, moving my hand farther down, moving the satin fabric of her night gown up her legs, letting the fabric drag against her skin.
She gasps against my mouth as I run my fingers across her thigh. Her body is so receptive and sensitive to every touch right now, that I want to test and see how sensitive she is. I let my breath roll over her neck, my tongue tracing her spots that she loves when I suck or nip on them.
I'm getting lost in the taste and smell of her skin, her subtle gasps, and enchanting sounds. I do not even realize at first when I'm lapping and sucking on her inner thighs how her hands have curled into my hair until she says something.
"Brian! I'm..." I nip at her sensitive thigh, making her legs clench and her body tremble.
Wait a second...
I pop my head up from her thighs and see her panting, looking at me with her come fuck me eyes.
"Did you just have an orgasm?" I ask, perplexed but also feeling kind of proud if she did.
She nods, still gasping, "A small one." She smiles at me in surprise herself, realizing the fact.
"Fuck, Sarina..." I dive my face in between her legs, lapping and sucking hungrily at her, "you... are.... so... fucking.... perfect.." I say in between my dives to devour her. I spend as much time as it takes for her to be clutching my hair, grinding her hips against my mouth, until she screaming my name as her orgasm overpowers her. I don't stop until she's begging me for mercy.
"Brian! Please! Oh my god!"
"Please what?" I ask her devilishly grinning even though she can't see from the angle I am at.
"Please make love to me...." She whines, "I need you..."
I crawl up over her body, keeping her legs spread with my own. I slide my body against hers as I kiss her, my cock pressing against her opening but not sliding in, not yet.
She pulls on my arms, wrapping her legs around my hips. Pulling my body closer to hers. I place a hand on the head board, preventing myself from going further.
"Brian..." She whimpers, rubbing herself against the head of my shaft.
"Sh..." I whisper. I'll combust if I enter her right away my emotions are high and I need to focus.
I kiss her softly, peppering her jaw line with soft, sensuous kiss, letting my lips caress her skin before I nip the nape of her neck and push myself forward into her wet channel.
"Oh .... Brian.. yes.. "
"Mmm... Sarina, you always feel so good baby." I move slowly, not feeling the desperate need for more now that I've entered her. Even she moves her hips slowly to meet mine, kissing deeply, parting only to catch our breath.
I really can't get over how beautiful she is. With her puffy, swollen lips parted in a soft gasp, her golden hair spread out around her head like a halo, she looks like an angel.
I sometimes wonder what's going through her mind, in these moments. When our eyes are locked on each other, mouths parted at the building pleasure in both of our bodies. Does she think of nothing but me? Like I do her? This pleasure that we create, feeding each others desires?
"Brian..Brian.." She pulls me closer to her, her legs tightening around me, gripping me tight.
I speed up my thrusts, feeling the ache in my balls as I'm about to cum too. I focus on her as her eyes widen, her cries getting louder, her gasps for air shorter, thrusting harder against her body. I feel her body squeezing on my cock. Gripping the head board I pull my self against her body harder, faster.
Her walls are clamped so tight on me it's like a vise.
"Fuck... Sarina..." I don't know how much longer I'm going to last.
"Brian..." her voice comes out in an high pitched octave.
That's when I feel it and I can't hold back.
"Sarina! I'm ..!" I gasp out, feeling my cock shoot out followed by her walls, clenching my cock, milking it like an experienced dairy farmer milks a cow.
"Oh my god..." We both say together, feeling like our souls almost left our bodies, we came together so hard. I can't even move. I just lay over her, struggling to catch my breath and my senses again. When I do roll off to the side, she rolls with me, rolling me onto my back.
She smiles down at me, "I love you, Brian. However, the night is still young."
I smile back up at her and pull her back down for a kiss.