Part 15 (2/2)

When Simone opened her eyes, her heart fluttered at the memories of the night before. Baseem had managed to give her body a plethora of enjoyment. She swung her feet over the side of the bed then striped the sheets and headed for the shower. Her nostrils opened wide at the smell of fresh coffee. She hopped in the shower and washed her pleasantly-pleased aching body. Simone smiled while lathering her skin. She pictured his hands, mouth, and body all over hers while showing her p.u.s.s.y long, deep love. She rinsed her skin and stepped out; after lotioning from head to toe, she slipped on a thong then into a thin pink sundress and headed to the kitchen.

Simone looked around the kitchen at the arrangement he set up, an a.s.sortment of fresh m.u.f.fins in a basket and fruit sliced nicely on a tray. She grabbed a handful of grapes and poured herself a cup of coffee. Simone stood looking out at the field sipping hot brew when a familiar smell rose in her nostrils. She moved toward the front door and peeked out the screen to see Baseem sitting in a chair with his feet propped up smoking weed in an old fas.h.i.+on grandfather pipe.

”Good morning,” Simone said as she pushed open the screen door.

”Hey, s.e.xy,” he responded, putting out his hand. ”Did you sleep well?” he asked as she came to his side.

”Yes, too well. That bed put a spell on me,” she giggled, placing her hand into his.

”Nah, that's was that real d.i.c.k action; you ain't use to that,” he patted his thigh for her to sit down.

”I sure do now,” Simone said, perching herself on his lap.

Baseem gave her a half smile.

Simone looked down in to his face and saw so much beauty combined with so much pain. ”Who are you?” she asked, stroking the side of his face.

Baseem chuckled. ”Come take a walk with me,” he said, motioning for her to stand. Baseem tucked his pipe away and took her by the hand. As they walked through the field, Baseem pointed out different spots on the land where he had shared special summers and occasions with his grandparents. Simone laughed as he pointed to the tree he had to get switches from when he got out of hand. They walked past the grape vines and then toward the huge willow trees.

Simone smiled from the inside out as she began to feel closer to him. Baseem shared a few more stories then stopped by the side of a brook that ran between the trees.

”This is my favorite spot. I came here many days and nights to cleanse my mind.”

”You need to do more things that will not haunt your mind,” Simone stated gently.

”Haven't ever had a reason to,” he looked her in the eyes.

”I can try to give you one or two.”

”We'll see.”

”Why are you so afraid to love?” she asked, looking at the flow of the water.

”n.i.g.g.as like me are different. We love when we can and kill anything or anyone that may threaten or destroy that love. Can you live with that?”

”I don't know,” she stated honestly.

”I don't think you have a choice,” he turned her face toward him.

”There is always a choice,” she combated.

”Yup, and from the beat of your heart, yours is already made,” he reached out and pulled her into his arms.

”You really think you know me,” she said as she melted to his touch.

”Mannn...yo a.s.s is an open book. When I made that p.u.s.s.y c.u.m the first time, you gave me the key to all your secrets.”

”Whatever,” she hit his arm. ”Well, what are my secrets?”

”You fell in love with me the first day you met me; and even though you didn't want to...stopping it at this point is not an option,” he stated firmly.

”Like I said, whatever,” she turned her face back to the stream.

”Don't worry, I won't tell,” he smacked her b.u.t.t then pulled out his pipe and lit it up. He held her with her back to his chest as they stared out at nature and enjoyed the serenity. ”Here, take a little hit of this heat so you can get your mind right,” he joked.

Simone tuned in his direction. ”I don't do that,” she wrinkled her noise up and pushed his hand away.

”I know you don't, but do it for me. I want all your firsts,” he stared at her with intense eyes. ”I'm about to give you a gift,” he extended his arm, pa.s.sing her the pipe filled with purple and Acapulco gold.

Simone looked up then hesitantly took the pipe from his hands. She looked at it from bowl to tip then placed it to her lips and Baseem lit up. Simone took three deep pulls on the tip just like she had seen Baseem do. Her eyes watered up and her throat did a reverse as she began to choke and cough out smoke.

Baseem laughed as he watched her hold her chest and take short breaths.

”That ain't funny. What is that?” she asked, giving him the side-eye.

”That's some grown man s.h.i.+t; don't even worry about it,” he tucked his pipe away in the case and slid it in his pocket.

”h.e.l.loooo...I am not a grown man. I am a grown woman if you haven't noticed,” Simone spoke with a frisky tongue, running her hands over her curves as she felt a tingling energy and a numbing sensation take over her body.

Baseem chuckled watching her eyelids get heavy. ”You're not a grown woman yet; but I am about to make you one,” he reached over and slid her dress strap off her shoulder. ”Let me have this,” he spoke deep as he slid the other strap off.

Simone lowered her gaze and put her hands up to her chest to catch her falling dress.

”Relax, I got you, baby; let me have all of you. Step out of this,” he instructed.

Simone complied then covered her breast as she stood in front of Baseem exposed; wearing nothing but her thong and her purity. Her eyes darted from left to right surveying the area.

”It's just me and you, baby,”

Baseem lifted her chin and kissed her lips lightly; then he stared at her beautiful body as the mid-morning glow caressed her coco-bronze skin. ”Move your hands,” he spoke firmly then watched as her perky breast sprang from her hands. Baseem pulled off his tank and pulled her in close so that her erect nipples rested against his chest.

Simone's breaths quickened as the heat from his body caused her kitty to tingle and moisten.

”You are so beautiful. I want you to let me love you. Let me be your comfort,” he said as he placed a tender kiss on her forehead.

”You have to take care of my heart,” she uttered; a little over a whisper.

”I can do that, but you owe me the same courtesy,” he said as he rubbed his fingers over her nipples.

”Don't take me too fast; I still don't know who you really are,” Simone rested her hand on his wrist.

”Let me show you,” he responded, enjoying the innocence on her face.

Simone nodded her head up and down as his hands caressed the cup of her breast.

”Climb up here so you can sit on all this power while I tell you a story,” Baseem loosened his sweatpants, released the beast, and stroked himself to full capacity. He lifted her up and placed her around his waist.

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