URBAN fiction. A romantic story about starting over again and again, we both know examines the battle of the sexes by asking whether the third time's a charm.
pretty long lol i've been holding on to this for a minute. _____________________________________
You want me, more than you should know And I want you, it's out of my control—summerwalker
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SHAI slipped on the vintage purple Asymmetrical One-Shoulder Dolce and Gabbana dress topping the look with black Rene Caovilla 'Cleo' embellished satin sandals. Walking back to the bathroom she picked out her David Yurman 'Starburst Constellation drop earrings. The gold and white diamonds sparkled in the light as she put on her gold necklace to match. In a rushed effort, she walked out of the bathroom, grabbed her Chanel mini quilted velvet Kelly flap bag for the night, and stuffed her necessities inside.
"Baby, you ready?" she heard Malik call from downstairs in his usual fashion. She collected her phone before making her way to the foyer.
"Coming!"
Malik stood in the middle of the foyer checking his emails. Confirmation for events and then what was waiting for him on his desk was sent. Emailing his secretary back with simple "okays" and a few requests, he finally exited the app, going to his messages. His sister had texted him yesterday asking about a favor, but it would have to wait until he's back in town.
Once he heard the sound of Shai's heels hitting the marble floors, he put his phone away and gave her entrance his attention. His whistling made her laugh once she made it down the last step. Malik took in her appearance as she did the same for him; both admiring the sight in front of them. She looked breathtaking.
"You smell great," Shai uttered, lightly touching his diamond chains that peaked through his opened collared button-down. Malik donned a custom Prada look which included a satin black suit jacket, collared shirt, and pants. His wrist shined with his Hublot Big Bang Diamond watch around it along with his 38-carat Lorraine Schwartz champagne diamond pinky ring. He certainly looked like money.
"You're so fuckin' beautiful." His deep voice echoed. His eyes continued to explore her body, and Shai shivered under his gaze.
Malik leaned down, softly gripping her neck while his lips covered hers. The butterflies in Shai's stomach continued to dance while Malik kissed her passionately. His big hands found her ass and he gave it a firm squeeze and slap before her lips popped off of his as she lifted her head.
"Ow." She vocalized. Malik let out a chuckle and caressed her neck with the pads of his thumbs.
"This dress looks marvelous on you. Who is it by?"
"..It's Vintage Dolce." Her voice was almost unrecognizable through the sensuality in her tone. "You need more." He smirked. "I'ma make that happen."
