Best Day Ever - Part 2

Chapter 3   Best Day Ever

Part 2

Nicki piggy backed the way back to the hotel. The pink rock sparkled on her thin finger, while her arms held SB’s neck. She planted kisses on the side of his neck, before biting his earlobe and pulling on it; sending a sensual chill down his spine. He happily carried her on his back. The streets were nearly deserted keeping them in a private dream. The lobby was inactive, with the exception of the hushed voices coming from the other side. Waiting for the elevator to come down, Nic rested her head on SB’s shoulder. Such a simple gesture warmed his blood. He carried her to the room, letting her down on the flower petals that scattered across the floor. The heady scent of roses enveloped the space; engrossing them in a dreamy, unreal fog. The suite was dimly lighted, illustrated by an army of candles split into smaller units on every hard surface. The fireplace blazed illuminating the maroon couch they had several beautiful moments on. A small heart-shaped basket of chocolate covered strawberries sat next to an ice bucket with a bottle of chilled champagne, on the cherry wood coffee table; surrounded by yellow, red, pink, orange, and white roses. Each color had its significance. Chocolate candy kisses were randomly placed about. A small delicate saucer with two wine glasses completed the table. A low gasp escaped her. Instant excitement and wonder played through her mind. This was unordinary, for Safaree. He’d never done anything even remotely similar. He tapped her shoulder, pointing to the trail of over 100 red silk roses. She smiled up at him before following the disorderly path. Into the bathroom they guided her. 120-hour flicker candles set in frosted votive holders on the sinks and around the bathtub. Hot bathwater was already drawn, mixed with bath salts and lavender. Scented bath confetti lied about. A massager and loofah were aligned next to a little rubber duck.  Scented Cru De Provence line: Body Scrub, Body Lotion, and Bathing Gel waited at the corner. A sexy black bell skirt mini dress with dark red around the hem hung on the towel rack. (A present he picked up from Victoria secret). Nic giggled to herself, surprised and eager to continue the night. She wondered if SB was planning to join her in the deep whirlpool tub. Undressing she stepped in, letting the Jacuzzi temp water submerge her body. The plush water soaked into her skin. Picking up the tiny remote next to her, she turned on the iPod dock. A low serenity filled instrumental seeped through the speakers. She looked over at the phone; that was on a timer app set for an hour before leaning back against the tub.

Meanwhile SB was out of the shower, running around the room making sure everything was right. He darted down the hall to the ice machine refilling the bucket. Lounging on the couch he waited for her; giving Nic time to unwind. He wore a simple white tee and pajama pants. He wanted to seem as chilled as possible and not make it obvious that he was nervous.

Nicki lied in the bath wanting to cut it short to go be with Safaree, but didn’t want to throw his plan out of whack. Though she was impatient she enjoyed her soothing time. Climbing out of the tub she grinned, dressing in the ensemble he’d picked out for her. The little dress fell just right, fitting like a prize; defining every curve. She looked in the mirror checking herself out, before gliding into the living room. When SB caught sight of her his eyes popped open wide; admiring his woman and all that she was.

“What do you think?” She asked pirouetting.

He cleared his throat. “You’re beautiful”

Snickering, she walked on the path he laid down for her and sat down next to him; keeping her distance, wanting him to take control. He lifted her legs off the ground letting them stretch across his lap. The two lolled on the big couch taking in the vanilla scent of the candles meshing with the roses. The heat of the fireplace fondled their skin; the soft melodies played in the background. SB took the champagne bottle from the basket, getting water from the melted ice on the table and floor. He poured a sufficient amount into two glasses handing one to Nicki.

“Cheers!”  She said holding her glass up. He tapped his glass on the side hers. The “clang” echoed throughout the room. After only taking a sip they put their glasses on the table. He adjusted himself, his side against the back of the couch, pulling her forward by her ankles; laying her down. He placed her little feet in his lap; taking a dark pink rose from the vase and lightly dragging it down her leg to her toes. He threw it to her, it landed on her chest. Rubbing his hands together, warming them he soothingly massaged her feet. She closed her eyes picking up the rose and holding it to her mouth, relaxing; listening to the faint music. Once he was finished with her feet he worked his way up; massaging her calves, thighs, waist, back and shoulders. This day was all about satisfying her. He went to turn the volume up on the dock, signaling her to come over. Holding his hands out he watched as she made her way to him; stepping on the flower covered floor in her tiny dress. She couldn’t wait to get to him. Coming up on him she reached up looking extra small next to his 6 foot 3 frame. Wrapping his arms around her waist he lifted her off the ground. She lolled on his body, holding him around the neck. They stayed in this rhythmic embrace; swaying side to side, and spinning in circles; her feet never touching the ground. Soon after he carried her back to the couch; sitting her down. She watched as SB unwrapped a mini milk chocolate bar; dipping it in chocolate syrup; and feeding it to her. He wanted to save the talking for later, careful not to ruin the moment. She opened her mouth allowing the double chocolate to submerge her taste buds. Licking her lips she grabbed the hem of Safaree’s shirt pulling it over his head. Pushing him down onto the cushions and settling on top him. She stroked his chest kissing the corner of his mouth, then down to his neck, before planting one right over his heart. She stared down at him, her hair a black curtain around his head. He took her face in his hands, bringing her down to him; brushing his tongue across her lips before kissing her fiercely.  She gripped his arms, soaking in his masculinity. He enthralled her thighs lifting her off the couch. Grinning she wound her legs around his waist, offering no resistance. Through the enchanted suite he carried her; over the petals on the floor, through the fog of vanilla and lavender, entering the bedroom. The dressers were covered with burning aromatherapy candles, creating a sensual mist that encased their every move. One hundred thread count Egyptian cotton sheets had a golden glisten as they draped over the king sized bed. Yellow rose petals slept in between the lush sheets. Lying on the bed he rolled over allowing her to be on top. His hands tangled in her hair, not jerking her away but urging her closer. He lit her soul flames consuming her. Clutching he held her steady as she arched into his touch; removing one another’s clothes caused a blinding light, to flash between them, its intensity blinding. This moment was so much more than she'd ever imagined...because it was with safaree.  She felt like part of her soul, had been replaced with part of his. Giving herself to him was a blessing. A thin glaze of sweat slicked his skin.

“I love you" She whispered into his ear, her warm breath caressing. His heart smiled, never in his life had he been so happy.

“I love you” He whispered back. She pulled back just a bit.

"Enough talking" She breathed. “I believe you had something planned for me...?" She smiled wickedly. He tightened his hands, pulling her down farther, taking her breath. He took it all in as he worked them both over the edge.

~TBC~