“Okay, okay. I’m a whole urban fiction, sue me. But hear me out—Hunter might be proposing tonight.”
“What? No way.” I waved her off. “We’ve never talked about marriage, kids, or any of that.”
“Yeah, okay.Candlesis the hardest reservation in the whole tri-state—unless you belong to that scary Rae family. Why else go through all that trouble? He could’ve taken your ass to Olive Garden.”
“Shut up, heffa,” I laughed.
“Mmhmm. I’ll be waiting to see the ring when you get back. Now, let’s get you ready. Your limo awaits.”
Candles had always been romantic, but on Valentine’s Day, the restaurant transformed into something straight out of a fairytale. Each place setting was dressed in designer china and gleaming utensils, with a single deep red rose laid across the plate—its velvety petals practically bleeding love. Beside it, asmall lacquered wooden heart waited like a keepsake, Candles’ signature Valentine’s touch.
“Baby, this is absolutely perfect,” I said, savoring a forkful of lobster mac and cheese.
“You’re absolutely perfect,” Hunter replied. He set his glass down and leaned forward. “Can I ask you something, Mahasin?”
“Mm hmm,” I hummed, my mouth now full of lamb.
“You think you could see forever with me?”
My mind instantly flicked back to the conversation Amber and I had at the hospital.
“I mean, I know we moved fast—living together in less than a year. But with us both being successful, I didn’t see it as a big step for either of us. I just don’t know how seriously you take it, since technically we could part ways like we were just… roommates.”
I laughed softly. “Okay, first off, Hunter Knox, you bought me that penthouse—and suddenly you lived there too.” I grinned. “Second, youaremy forever, King.”
I watched the weight lift off his shoulders, but his expression still said he had something on his mind. Something unsaid. I didn’t know whether to feel nervous or order dessert and pretend the mood hadn’t shifted.
“Hunter, you okay, baby?” I asked.
“Uh, yeah… I guess I just needed a little reassurance, that’s all,” he admitted, his voice lacking confidence.
“Well, rest assured, I am yours and you are mine,” I said firmly. “I plan to spend forever and a day with you. Hell, I might even give you forever and the whole weekend—if you lay that dick down tonight.” I winked.
His lips curved into a hungry smile. “Let’s get out of here. I need to feel you.”
Hunter Knox
(3 days later…)
The sound of moist skin smacking combined with the aroma of teakwood, vanilla, and lust filled our home. Valentine’s Day was perfect with Mahasin; everything was perfect with Mahasin. She was indeed the woman of my dreams, the woman I should have waited for God to give to me, instead of creating my own destiny, only to feel miserable while living the shit.
“That’s right, beautiful, throw that shit back for your man,” I said through gritted teeth. Gripping her long hair, I fucked Mahasin from the back like someone was preparing to take the pussy away from me. Like I’d kill a nigga just for asking her if she knew what time it was. Because I would. She was mine, made for me.
Mahasin was poised, polished, and proficient, a fucking triple threat. Her brown skin glows, her almond eyes cut right through me, and that natural hair she rocks sits on her head like the perfect crown. I want her to be the mother of my future children; she would be the one to give birth to my sons. It was now or never.
Fuck it.
“I love you, Mahasin,” I stammered as I let her hair go, to grip one of her ass cheeks, still very much tearing that ass up from the back. Feeling myself about to release prematurely, I pulled out of her and flipped her around so that her back was against the kitchen island. She breathed so feverishly as I bit her bottom lip, talking into her mouth.
“You heard what I said, baby?”
“Yes, but are you sure?” she questioned. Moaning while I took one of her nipples into my mouth and massaged her clit.
Before responding to her, I gave her other nipple some attention. All while penetrating her pussy with my index and middle fingers and using my thumb to rub the tip of her clit in circular motions.
“I aint never been more serious about anything in my life, baby. Cum for me.”
“Hunter, oh my fucking!”
