He grabbed my hand and led me toward the dining room table. Aasim pulled out my chair as I took a seat. Once I was situated, he pulled the lid off the plate that sat before me.
“Nothing crazy just some Cajun salmon with wild rice and asparagus.”
“Wow. It looks and smells great. I can’t believe you cooked for me.”
Aasim kissed my forehead, then walked toward the other end of the table to take his seat. “Be easy on me. You’re the first woman that I’ve cooked for.”
“You really know how to make a girl feel special. I’m sure everything is amazing.”
I grabbed my fork and dug into my food. Aasim had nothing to worry about. The food was amazing. I wanted to make him sweat, so I didn’t give any reaction to the food. He watched as I ate, waiting for me to say something. When he appeared to be getting antsy, I finally said, “Dinner is really good. Who taught you to cook like this?”
A smile spread across his face. “I was raised by my grandmother. Well, Yaya, as I call her. Yaya is a beast in the kitchen. She always told me I wouldn’t be able to survive if I didn’t know how to cook.”
“That’s a smart lady. If your food tastes like this, I know she can burn.”
We continued to enjoy small talk over dinner. I enjoyed everything so much. I cleaned my plate. Aasim got up to clear the table and went into the kitchen. He returned to the table with a slice of strawberry cheesecake covered in syrup. Aasim took a seat next to me. He picked up the fork, then broke off a piece of cake, and lifted it.
“Here. Try a piece,” he said.
I opened my mouth as he fed me. The sweet taste of the cake caused a moan to escape my lips. I opened my mouth again for some more. Aasim placed another forkful in my mouth.
“If you keep moaning like that, I’m going to put something else in your mouth.”
I giggled then said, “I think I’d like that better than this cake.”
Aasim stood up, then pulled me from my seat. There was no space between us as his lips met mine. Our tongues danced to a rhythm that felt familiar to me. The feeling of his tongue in my mouth caused my pussy to pulsate. He caressed my breasts through my dress, which caused my nipples to harden. I pulled at the belt buckle and freed his hardened dick. Aasim’s girth filled my small hand as I slid it up and down his dick.
As our kiss deepened, Aasim slipped my dress off of my shoulders and helped me out of it. I stood in front of him in my underwear as he licked his lips.
“You’re so sexy,” he said in a low tone.
I got on my knees and went back to focus on his hardened dick. After I pulled my hair back, I spit on it before swallowing him whole. Aasim gripped my hair tightly as I continued to suck him off. The sounds of him moaning made me wetter. He held onto the table as I continued to allow his dick to fill my throat.
“Sweetheart, you gon’ let me slide in that pussy?” he asked.
I took my time sliding his dick in and out of my mouth. When my jaw got sore, I got off my knees. It was Aasim’s turn to pleasure me. He leaned me against the table and lifted my leg. Aasim dove head first into my pulsating honey pot. It was my turn to moan his name in ecstasy. With every lick, jolts of pleasure shot through my body.
“Baby, please put your dick in me. I can’t wait any longer,” I said barely above a whisper.
Aasim licked his lips, then gave me what I asked for. He spread me out on the same table I just enjoyed our dinner on. I watched Aasim slowly enter me with lust-filled eyes. As he filled me up, the sounds of slickness from my wet pussy filled the room. A series of low, soft moans escaped my lips.
“Aasim, fuck, this feels good!” I shouted.
With his hands on my hips, Aasim controlled my body as he stared deeply into my eyes. He was so handsome; I could stare at him all day long. His eyes lowered as he continued to fill me.
“This pussy is wet as hell. I’m ’bout to cum for you,” he whispered in my ear.
My throat was dry from moaning. I couldn’t say a thing if I wanted to. Moans shifted to low whimpers as I felt my orgasm about to peak. We came at the same time, breathing heavily, but neither of us moved. His body collapsed on top of mine. I couldn’t remember a time when anyone ever made me feel so good.
12
AASIM
Rory and I went round for round all night and again this morning. I would have loved to stay in bed laid up with her all day. With the gift I got her, I wanted to ride around the city to show her off. We got ourselves together, but before heading out the door, I grabbed my gift for her. I went inside the closet to grab the jacket I bought for her.
“What’s this?” Rory asked.
“Just a little something I got for you when we ride,” I said.