“Do you like my food?” Saja asked him.
“It's fine.”
“Liar.” Saja could see that he was enjoying her food. He had finished his food faster than he normally did. Also, with his personality, he would most certainly inform her if he were not impressed with her cooking. He never held anything back. “You're practically drooling,” she joked.
“Where did you learn how to cook?” he asked, diverting the attention away from himself.
“On my own.” Basil raised an eyebrow. “I always experimented in the kitchen. Well that was mostly before med school,” Saja added. When she was younger, she had taught herself how to cook for her mother's sake. Her mother always came home from work so tired that Saja wanted to do her part by cooking for her. She learned by experimenting with different types of food.
“What a bright child,” Basil said wryly. He imagined her as a very talkative and mischievous child. Those traits she possessed did not grow overnight.
“I was actually.” Basil’s narrowed as he watched Saja’s tongue flick at the corner of her mouth. Saja did not have to do much to make him want her. “Why are you looking at me like that?” Saja asked him when she noticed his stare growing darker.
Instead of responding, he stood up from the table. Grabbing his wife by the hand, he tugged her to her feet with one hand while he grabbed his cake slice with the other. “Come with me,” he commanded, as he pulled her into the bedroom.
“What are you doing?” Saja asked as she attempted to pull her hand from his grasp. Sliding his hand to her wrist, he tightened his grasp as he set his cake down. Walking her backwards, he brought her gently to the plush throw rug in front of the fireplace.
“I thought it would be more fun to enjoy my cake in here,” he replied as he began unbuttoning her shirt. Basil silenced her intended protest with a kiss as he pulled her shirt open. Pulling her to a sitting position, he removed her shirt and her bra quickly followed. Pushing her back down, he reached for his cake. Giving her a wicked grin, he scooped up some of the frosting and covered both of her nipples. Leaning over her, he gave her a smouldering look as he flicked his tongue out to taste the frosting on her right nipple. He chuckled as Saja gasped, arching up to meet his mouth. He licked around her areola as her nipples perked up into hard nubs. As his hot mouth closed over her nipple, Saja thrashed beneath him. Stilling her with one hand, he made short work of both nipples, which had Saja gasping for breath.
“Mmmmm,” he hummed against her, “I do like the taste of the frosting, I think I want some more.” Whimpering, Saja clutched at the throw rug as Basil reached for the clasp on her skirt. Lifting her hips, he pulled both her skirt and panties off at the same time. Pushing her legs far apart, he settled between them as he smeared the remaining frosting onto her mound. Her clit was already hard and swollen and he took his time covering it in frosting as Saja thrashed around.
Lifting her hips slightly, Basil took great pleasure in licking and sucking his way through the creamy frosting. When he reached her clit, he sucked hard as he thrust two fingers deep inside her. Saja cried out as she came, bucking hard against his hand. The combination of frosting mixed with Saja’s cream was a tasty treat that Basil decided he wanted to repeat more often.
Not allowing Saja time to come down, he quickly unzipped his pants. Lifting her legs to his shoulders, he slammed into her enjoying the feel of her contracting muscles as she spasmed around him. Moving swiftly in and out, he brought her to another orgasm as he ejaculated deep inside her.
Smiling at his wife, Basil was pleased that he married a woman who knew how to cook. He knew that he would enjoy eating more of her desserts.
Chapter 3
Saja stood in front of the garage with her mouth wide open. Mona had informed her that the Cadillac Escalade hybrid that they were looking at was hers. Basil had bought the car for her. Saja did not know how much it was but she could tell that it was expensive. She turned on her heel and headed to his office. His secretary stood up immediately and bowed her head when she saw Saja.
Basil was sitting at his desk going through some paperwork when Saja walked in. “Habibti,” he said without looking up from his desk. Mona and Amber waited outside. Basil put his paperwork down and held Saja's hand. She smiled at him and sat on his lap.
“You bought me a car,” Saja stated as she wrapped her arms around his neck.
“Do you like it?” he asked.
“It's expensive.”
“My wife deserves the best,” he replied and kissed her on the cheek. Saja felt the redness creeping into her cheeks. She was still not used to being referred to her as his wife. She tucked a lock of hair behind her ear.
“I could have bought my own car,” her voice was melting away. Being near Basil made her nervous. She felt butterflies in her stomach and her knees felt weak. She had come into his office determined to make him take the car back but being around him broke her resolve.
“No, I will provide everything for my wife,” Basil said and pressed a small kiss to her lips. The touch of his lips made her smile. He pulled her closer to him and deepened the kiss. Saja closed her eyes and let him kiss her. He rubbed her thighs and groaned. They were so soft and firm.
“You should be wearing a dress,” Basil said to her and started kissing her neck. It took Saja a moment to reply. She could barely concentrate on what he was saying. The touch of his lips on her neck was too distracting.
“Mhmm we... are...not discussing…ah!... my wardrobe.” Saja could barely speak without moaning. She was wearing shorts, knee-high leather boots and a t-shirt. She knew Basil would not approve but she did not care. It was fun to tease him.
“I don't want anyone seeing these legs, my legs.” Basil groaned as he caressed her thighs. Rising, he shifted her to his desk and pushed her onto her back. He took her top off and squeezed her breasts, as he lowered his head to kiss them.
“Basil, we are not doing this in your office,” Saja said and giggled.
“Why not? Quabeca is mine. So I can take you wherever and whenever I want.”
Saja giggled and blushed. She liked this side of him when he was authoritative and an alpha male. He unclipped her bra and threw it on the floor. He kissed her breasts and caressed them. He loved the feel of them in his hands and his mouth. They were so full, soft and luscious. Saja unbuttoned his shirt. She ran her hands down his rock hard chest.
Basil took Saja's shorts and panties off before removing his own. She gasped as he eased into her. She was still sensitive from last night, but he felt so good. She dropped back onto the desk and closed her eyes. He moved gently in and out of her cradling her hips as if she would break. When they came together this time, it was sweet and loving.