As soon as I finish applying my makeup, the doorbell rings and I smile knowing who it is. I grab my purse and head downstairs before swinging the door open, and there stands Sultan King West in his expensive all black Armani Suits. I cannot help but stare at him intensively, as if it is my first time seeing him.
"Are you done looking beautiful?" he asks smirking, then I nod, "you look extremely amazing." He compliments and holds his hand out and I gently place my hand in his.
We soon arrive at one of King's hotels here in New York City and we make our away inside the incredible reception.
"This spot is very beautiful," I says, looking around.
"Yes, very beautiful." His eyes scan me and I blush because I have a feeling he is referring to me. I continue to admire the place in silent. Lanterns are hanging in at every corner, beautiful roses, tulips daises and fern. I smile and inhale the freshness of the flowers, they all smell so good. But then I realize we are the only people here so I begin to wonder.
"Sultan King where are your workers and everybody?" I asks feeling surprise.
"Tonight this place belongs to you and I only," he holds my hand and swings me into the circle of his arms. Then his mouth covers mine hungrily, I kiss him back eagerly and passionately.
He pull back and rests his forehead against mine, staring deeply into my eyes, then in a one fluid motion, he kneels in front of me. His arms around my waist and his face press against my stomach. I run my hand into his hair, raking it gently."Milani.. this is my first time I'm going to do this, and I'm nervous." He says.
I become confused, "to do what Sultan?" he looks up and holds my eyes, then he reach my hands and places a soft kiss on my knuckles.
"I want you to listen to me," his hands are so cold and trembling making nervous.
"What is it King?" he inhales deeply.
"Milani, I know we started this for a wrong reason. How we've been having sex often without having any good intentions. But now you like me, and I like you too, you wouldn't be responding to my kisses wicked ways if you don't." He teases as my hands tremble, but I nod and smile back at him. "All I want is you, forever, everyday, you and me. Milani all I'm trying to say is that, I love you." My heart sinks into my stomach as his words leaves me speechless.
"Milani I love you," he says again.
"Y-you really love me?"
"Yes," his voice holds a rasp of excitement, "I know this is wired, but I think it started the first time we had sex. I must confess that I tried to resist, I tried to ignore it by ignoring you. But I couldn't fight love, I knew you were the girl for me the first time I saw you at the pool side in my hotel in Ghana." Tears start pooling in my eyes. I can't believe King said the three words.
"Oh Sultan ," I hold his face caressing it softly.
"The first time I saw you at the pool side, I couldn't take my eyes off you. You're the most beautiful girl I've ever seen. I was not a believer of love but when I set my eyes on you, my heart skipped a beat. It instantly had me head over heels in love with you."
"Oh God I think I'm dreaming, do you really love me?" My tears fall on my cheeks.
"Yes I am very serious Lani, with all my heart, body, and soul. I love you to the moon and back." He gets up and pulls me tightly into his chest.
"Say you love me too Lani, I want to hear those three words out of your mouth."
"I-I love you, I love you King," I say every word sobbing softly. He leans forward and presses his lips against mine before carrying me in his arms, and begins to walk into one of the rooms, not once breaking the kiss. When he finally get into the room, he gently eases me on the bed before helping me out of my dress.
"I'm all yours Lani, while I'm with you, there would be nobody else in my life. And I expect you to do the same thing for me," his bold gaze holds mine then his expert mouth claims mine in a series of tantalizing rough and soft kiss. "Tell me you're mine Milani, only mine," he says in my mouth as he kisses me.
"I'm yours King, totally yours."
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