Unbroken Hart (The Hart Family) (8 page)

Dammit, I knew my sister, and as I'd learned over the last few months, that stubborn girl could withhold information like no one's business. I needed to back off and figure out another way to ascertain what was going on with her. Giving her a grim nod, I took the conversation back to Dillon.

It had been a hell of a day, and now I could only wait for Dillon or Leah (I hoped for both) to get in contact.  After dinner and a movie, Sabrina and I were relaxing in the hot tub.  As usual, I had her as close to me as was humanly possible. Hands clasped together, we were reclining as we stared at the stars and talked. 

"Do you think he'll call?
" I asked.

Squeezing my hand, she turned and kissed my shoulder.  "Yes baby.  I believe he will call.  In fact, I know he will.  If for no other reason than the fact that he will think he owes it to his sister to let you meet her, he's going to call.  I know this because it's exactly what you would do."

That made me chuckle.  "After talking to him for just that short amount of time, I can see what you mean.  He definitely reminds me of me, Damien and Spencer.  He seems a bit harder than us though."

Sighing, Sabrina nodded her head.  "I can see that, too.  Keep in mind that he and Leah had to make it from nothing. 
They're what you all would be like if Aunt Sandra hadn’t taken over to make sure you went to college and had what you needed.  I'm sure being in foster care wasn't easy.  Other than the basics, we don't know anything about his life, but the thing that stands out is that he's a widower.  He's twenty-nine, baby.  That's so young to be a widower.  I feel just terrible for him."

It was uncomfortable for me to think about that at all because Dillon and I were the same age
. The fact that he was a widower made me think things I didn't ever want in my head.  I knew that if I lost Sabrina, I'd never survive. Love makes you stronger but it also leaves you very, very vulnerable.  I'd choose her, choose to leave myself open to pain over and over again, but that didn't make it any less terrifying. 

Shifting beside me, Rina straddled my lap and wrapped her arms around my shoulders.  "I know what you're thinking baby, and I agree that it's scary.
  If I lost you, I'd have less than half a life. But we can't think like that, can't program for it.  You and I know better than most that life is fragile, but I really believe that we've both been through enough that we deserve to be happy now."

I loved her so much that it hurt to think about it. 
I don't know where all the passion inside of me had been hiding all of my life, but there it was.  I was a slave to my wife, and I never wanted to be set free.

Smiling at her, I grabbed her hips a lifted.  "Scale of one to ten, tell me how ready are you for me to fuck you right here, right now?  I'm about a ninety on that scale
just so you know."

Giggling down at me, she kissed me.  "I'm
off
the scale.  You know damn well that as soon as I took my clothes off and came out here with you that I was ready.  We're naked.  It shouldn't even be a question."

Kissing her back, I smiled. "Then guide me home."

Reaching behind herself, she did just that.  I lost myself in her all over again, overjoyed with the woman who had claimed me for her own. 

She rode me hard, her fingernails digging into my shoulders as her hot sex convulsed against my cock.  Rina was absolute perfection, her honeyed warmth pulling me in with each downward stroke.  I held onto her hips for dear life as she took me to heaven inside of her.  There wasn't even any breathing room between us we were so connected.

We kissed like wild maniacs, marking our territory.  "FUCK Rina! You're so fucking tight.  How do I fuck you twenty-seven days out of thirty and you're still this tight?"

She giggled even as she gasped from the sensation of being pounded.  Squeezing against me, she smiled.  "Kegels.  Two hundred a day.  I like feeling overstuffed by you every time.  I never want to lose that."

Even when I was fucking her brains out, the woman still made me smile.  Pulling her off me, I got into place behind her before pumping myself back into her.  Grabbing the edge of the hot tub, she held on as I pummeled her cervix.  The feeling of her cunt gripping me and the swirling water against my balls had me right on the edge, and I was fighting a losing battle to keep going.

"Going to come Rina!  Rub your clit baby."

Her hands never left the side of the hot tub, but I felt her inner muscles pushing against me just before she screamed as she came, her entire body spasming against mine as she went.  The feeling was so intense that for a moment I stopped breathing as my dick erupted inside of her. 

Pulling her against my chest, I stumbled back and sat down with her still attached to me.  I could barely breathe from coming so hard, and she was gasping for air too.  Her hot sheath continued to flutter against me, and it kept my erection firmly in place.

"What the fuck was that Rina? That was unreal."

Shaking her head, she chuckled.  "Don't ever let it be said that we don't learn from those that are younger than us.  Brooke told me that Damien taught her how to orgasm without clitoral stimulation by pushing out when she feels like she's going to come.  I decided to try out her technique, and it worked like a charm.  It felt so damn good!"

I needed to keep going, needed to come in her again. Lifting her off of me, I got out of the hot tub before gathering her in my arms and taking her to a lawn chair.  Laying her down, I spread her legs and pushed them against her chest before surging into her again. 

She gasped from the penetration, as tight around me as ever.  Putting my hands under her ass I elevated her so that I was even deeper.  We were still
wet from being in the hot tub, and I loved watching that water on her.  I brought her left leg to my face and started licking droplets of water off of her calf and ankles.  Even through the chlorine, I still tasted the essence of her.

I tried to be gentle, but with my wife that's almost always impossible.  She prefers to be fucked hard, likes to feel dominated by our passion.  Licking her finger, she slid it down into her soaking folds and started rubbing her clit.

"That's it Dante, right there.  Oh god! Fuck me harder!"

Her wish was my command, as usual. I worked out two hours a day to have enough stamina to keep up with her, and it was worth every bit of effort when I watched her come apart underneath me the way that she did.

She tightened her pussy against me in a lover's vice as she creamed on me.  I was insane for her, in full on fucking rut and desperate to take her roughly. "Yessss, Rina! FUCK!"

Grabbing my head, she pulled me in for a kiss.  Our tongues dueled as my cock slammed into her over and over at lightning speed.  Pulling away from my mouth, she latched onto my shoulder and bit me as she started coming.  One little swipe of her tongue against the spot she'd bit me in sent me into the stratosphere, and with a yell I poured myself into
her soaking heat.

We stayed like that for quite a while, enjoying the feeling of being naked in the great outdoors, together in every sense of the word. 

My luck changed the day Sabrina walked into my office, and as long as there is still life in my body, I will worship her for that. I had a life now, different than the one I'd thought I would, and I couldn't have been happier to have been proven so wrong.  I knew it was only a matter of time before our love grew to include our children.  So much had changed over the last eighteen months, but it had all been for the better.

Our family really was a gift, something that would bring us all joy for years to come. 
I had to believe that once he had time to think about it, Dillon would realize that having a family would be a good thing.  All I could do now was be patient and give Dillon time to make the decision to integrate with Leah into our lives. 

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