Part 13 (1/2)

”Welcome and I hope you have a great evening,” the man said as he led them down the long corridor.

Simone's heels clicked along the hallway as they were led to the back of the hotel restaurant. Baseem entered and first looked around the kitchen, then shook his head in agreement. When Simone could see past him, her eyes lit up. Baseem had the head chef set up a table for them in the corner of the kitchen. It was like a little fantasy.

”Awww...baby,” she squeezed his hand and whined when she saw the crisp white table cloth with beautiful gold plate settings and a fresh bouquet of red roses in a pretty gla.s.s vase. There were three black gift boxes in different shapes stacked up with a red ribbon tied around them on a plate which made the ends of her mouth turn all the way up.

”I told you I got you,” he looked down at her causing her heart to flutter.

Simone reached up, taking him by the back of the neck and pulled him toward her so she could taste his lips.

Baseem wrapped his arm around her waist and enjoyed the softness of her lips and tongue as she slipped it between his lips.

”Thank you,” she pulled back looking at him through glossy eyes.

”You more than deserve it,” he said smoothly then led her to the table.

Simone floated over to her seat and positioned herself front row and center for the show.

Baseem grabbed an ap.r.o.n from the counter and tied it around his waist. ”Real men cook and don't be hating on my ap.r.o.n either,” he moved back to the table.

”No hate here, baby,” she spoke softly, looking up into his eyes.

”Open your gifts,” he instructed.

Simone wasted no time. She pulled the end of the ribbon, smiling all the way. She grabbed the big one first, placing the two smaller ones to the side. Simone reached inside and pulled out at diamond necklace and rocked a little in her seat. Baseem walked over, stood behind her, and pulled her hair back and fastened it around her neck. Simone rubbed her hand on his leg then grabbed hold of the medium-sized box and pulled out a diamond bracelet to match. Baseem carefully took it into his hand and closed it on her wrist; then he leaned down and kissed her lips, sucking the bottom one enough to cause her kitty to tingle. Simone crossed her legs as she ran her tongue over her lips.

”Go ahead before you end up on the menu,” he stated smoothly.

Simone felt the temperature rising and obeyed, turning her attention to the smaller box. When she opened the last box, her eyes almost popped out of her head when she saw the canary yellow stone surrounded by little princess-cut diamonds. She looked up at him.

”I don't know what to say,” she put her hand up to her mouth.

”Don't say anything. It's just something between me and you. I'm not asking you for anything but to ride with me. If we find something pure and true to hold on to and build on, we will take it from there. If not, you'll have some fly a.s.s jewelry,” he joked and gave her a rea.s.suring smile as he slid the ring on her right hand instead of her left. ”If it gets real, I know where to put it,” he pulled her to her feet.

”You always seem to amaze me,” she said, wrapping her arms around his neck.

”And you always amaze me.” He hugged her tightly. They stood in a strong embrace as Baseem tried to control his d.i.c.k from rocking up with all the smoke signals her p.u.s.s.y was sending him.

”A'ight, they got a brother paying by the hour; let me hook you up,” he let her go and went to work.

”Alright. Alright. I have a front row seat; hook a sistah up,” she sat down and folded her hands, taking in all the sights.

Baseem was a natural in the kitchen. He was chopping vegetables and seasoning everything just right. They joked, laughed and talked between him letting her taste different sauces.

Simone's mouth exploded with every sample he provided. He began serving her one dish at a time. He made her a nice spinach salad with a homemade vinaigrette and a gla.s.s of red wine.

Simone chopped away at her salad while she watched Baseem saute some broccoli and tri-colored peppers. On the side, he had sliced very thin pieces of filet mignon marinated in teriyaki and ginger. After he seasoned them well, he stir fried them in garlic b.u.t.ter then added the tender meat to the vegetables. Baseem placed the steamy entree on a plate and brought it to the table, placing it in front of her.

Simone was smiling from ear to ear. Baseem was doing things for her that no man had ever done and she loved every second.

”You are so good to me,” she said as he looked at her like she was the only one in the room.

”You deserve it,” he picked up the folk and placed a piece of meat into her mouth.

Simone closed her eyes and enjoyed the flavors as they danced on her tongue. ”Mmmm...” she said, savoring each herb and spice.

”Yeah, f.u.c.k with ya boy,” Baseem bragged.

”This is so good. Are you going to eat something?” she asked as she began to dig in.

”Later,” he responded then moved to the stove to put away his tools.

Baseem washed his hands, removed his ap.r.o.n, and then took a seat across from Simone. He poured himself a drink and took the smooth liquid down his throat as he looked at all her features.

”You are so beautiful,” he said, looking into her eyes.

”Thank you. You're not too bad on the eyes either,” she joked as she finished her last bite and pushed her plate to the side.

”I will take my thanks and my meal later,” he smiled.

”Fair enough,” she returned, looking at the hunger in his eyes.

”You ready to go?”

”Yes, where is the ladies' room?” she asked as she rose to her feet.

”I'll escort you,” he stood as well, taking her hand. Baseem leaned in and kissed her lips then lead the way.

Simone switched with every thought as she caressed the ice on her neck then looked down at her ring. ”Thank you, baby,” she said, squeezing his hand.

Baseem didn't respond, he just smiled and fantasized. He was planning on getting thanked real good all night.

When they reached her apartment their bodies where like magnets. Baseem pulled at her clothes freeing her breast then he covered her nipples with his mouth.

Simone's kitty felt his steam pus.h.i.+ng its way between her thighs.

Baseem pinned her against the wall and guided his hands between her legs. His warm kisses hardened her nipples as an onslaught of feelings rushed through her at once. Just as Baseem reached for his zipper his emergency phone vibrated against his thigh. He paused and retrieved it.

”Speak,” Baseem said trying to gather his breath. He listened as his orders were read off to him then the call went dead.

”I'm sorry baby, I have an emergency. I want you to get some rest. I'ma call you before I go to sleep.” He kissed her lips one last time. Baseem helped her adjust her clothes then they walked soundlessly to the door.

Simone closed it tight then rested her head against it. ”What are you doing?” she said out loud then pulled her s.h.i.+rt together and walked to her room. She hopped up on her bed and pulled her comforter up to her chin. She closed her eyes as she tried to control the wet tingle between her thighs.

Chapter 18.