Her Best Friend's Baby
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“What’s is it, Zai?” Leith put a hand on her arm.
She sat up straight. “Go back, Leith. Go back the way we came, a half block.”
Her husband didn’t question her but performed a U-turn. When she directed him down a side street, he did as she asked. All the while, Zaierra scanned the area. Then she spotted her quarry. She pointed. “Who does that look like to you?”
Leith swore. He sped up a little along the street, but since Jenna pushed a baby stroller, there wasn’t much chance of her outrunning them. Besides, she hadn’t spotted the vehicle, but Zaierra knew that exaggerated sashay and the flipping of the long blonde hair. Who the hell was she trying to impress?
They pulled to a stop right beside Jenna, and Leith leaped from the car to block her path. Zaierra had never seen a person’s color drain from their face so fast. She joined her husband on the sidewalk. Jenna had hung a blanket over the front of the stroller to ward off the chill in the air, so they couldn’t get a glimpse of the baby.
“Where the hell have you been, Jenna?” Leith demanded.
“I-I-I,” she stuttered. Jenna’s gaze dropped to Zaierra’s hand, and she turned her head in a panic to take in Leith’s left hand. The paleness from a moment ago turned to beet red in her cheeks. “So you two got married?”
“I want to talk about the baby,” Leith growled, “not my personal life.”
Jenna flipped stringy hair over her shoulder. “It’s not a big deal, Leith. I had the baby, okay? I’m taking care of it.”
“Not a big deal?” He took a step toward her, but Zaierra put her hand on his arm. From the way he clenched his jaw, something told her he might make good on his always talking about wanting to ring this fool woman’s neck. Stupid Jenna could not know how seriously he took fatherhood, and she personally had had enough of the bitch treating him the way she did.
“Forget this,” Zaierra snapped. She leaned forward and yanked the blanket off the front of the stroller. Nestled inside asleep was one of the cutest little boys—outside her own of course—she’d ever seen. He gummed a chubby fist, and cute silky ringlets covered his head. Oh he was indeed a sweetheart, she thought, and looked a lot like his mama. There was one problem. Zaierra met Jenna’s deer-in-the-headlights gaze. “Your baby boy is biracial, Miss Thing. I should know because so is mine. What I want to know is how two white people can make a half black baby?”
Leith had gone silent, staring at the baby. Jenna blustered, but Zaierra cut her off. “That’s why you disappeared, isn’t it? You let him pay for everything and give you money. You used him all the way up to the end, and I bet you knew from the beginning, didn’t you? The only reason I’m not dropping you on the ground right now is that innocent little baby.” She shook her head and hung the blanket up over the baby again. Because his mother was no good didn’t mean he should suffer for it.
“I don’t regret giving you money and basically forcing you to take care of yourself while you were pregnant,” Leith announced, stuffing his hands into his pockets. “Even if he’s not mine, he deserves it.”
Meaning Jenna didn’t deserve it, Zaierra guessed, and she cut in. “I hope taking care of the baby will make you a better person, but I doubt it, and you don’t have to worry about ever seeing Leith again because you won’t!”
Zaierra turned to go and stood at the SUV. Leith didn’t say another word to Jenna but opened the door for her. After she’d climbed inside and he shut the door, he went around to his seat and started the SUV. They drove off down the road in silence. Only after the baby’s doctor appointment did Leith broach the subject of his ex.
“It feels like he was mine, and she lost him.”
Zaierra gasped. She threw off her seatbelt and leaned across to wrap her arms around his neck. They pulled to a stop at a red light, and Zaierra just held him a long time. “I’m so sorry, Leith. I admit I felt relief when we learned the truth, but I didn’t imagine what you were going through. I should go back there and punch her in the face for doing this to you.”
He offered her a sad grin. “Thanks, baby, but that won’t be necessary. I still have you and Junior. That’s all I need. Come on. Let’s go home.”
When her doctor gave her the go ahead, Zaierra decided it was time to give her husband what they both had been craving for a while. She never thought she’d want sex so soon after pushing a baby out of her body, but the desire came flying back with a vengeance, even before the six-week checkup.
Leith had gone back to work his full hours, so she had plenty of time to prepare. She slept as much as possible with her son’s naps and then cooked a simple meal that wouldn’t weigh either herself or Leith down. She pulled a sexy leather and lace baby doll set Cammie had given her, to be worn “when you get your figure back” she’d said. Zaierra rolled her eyes looking at it. Her figure wasn’t quite back, but she didn’t care. The top piece would support her heavy breasts in black leather, while the lacy hang would show off her belly and disguise it at the same time. She was just relieved and glad it fit. If there was one thing she knew, it was that Leith loved her. The man hadn’t been able to get enough even at nine months pregnant. She’d knock him down to his knees now.
The day passed quickly, and when all preparation had been done, she rested a bit more. Just before Leith was due to get off work, she texted him. “You have to come home on time. No exceptions, Mr. Leith Stone.”
“I’m there!” he wrote back, and she sensed his excitement.
Zaierra fed the baby and put him down to sleep. She peeked outside the second floor window and saw her husband drive into the garage. Her heart pounded as she hurried downstairs. In five-inch heels, which she pulled off well, if she said so herself, she waited for him at the entry door from the garage to the house. Her throat dried, and nerves hit when she glanced down at how much lower her breasts hung and how wrinkly the skin on her belly had become.
“Now’s not the time to get all self-conscious, Zaierra. This is Leith. He’s not just your friend now. He’s your husband, and he loves you. Get it together, girl.”
She sucked in a deep breath, and joy burst through her heart and mind. He loves me. Of all people, the sexiest man alive loves me!
The door opened, and Leith stopped cold, staring at her. The briefcase he held slipped from his hand and clattered on the floor. He pushed a hand through thick, dark hair that needed trimming, but with all they dealt with lately, he hadn’t gotten around to it.
“Damn,” he murmured.
She shifted from one foot to the other and put her hands on her hips. “I know I’m not—”
Leith stepped closer. “Damn, damn, damn!” His gaze was glued to the swell of her breasts straining at the leather cups holding them. Leith grasped her around the waist and kissed then licked her skin. He moaned and breathed deep in the valley between her breasts. She guessed he liked it. Leith gave her a little shake without raising his head. “Are you trying to kill me, Zai?”
“What do you mean?”
His hand slid down to her ass, and he squeezed her cheek. Pushing his fingers inside the strip of material covering her there, he moaned again. “If you haven’t been given the all clear for sex, we’re going to break the rules. You shouldn’t tease your husband if you can’t take the consequences.”
A small squeak escaped her when the man proceeded to snap the ties on her thong panties, ruining them.
“Leith!”
He smacked her ass and tossed her over his shoulder to carry her into the living room. When he dropped her on the couch, she had just enough time to tell him the doctor had said it’s fine for them to have sex. Leith didn’t appear to have heard her because he had already spread her legs and knelt between them. The button on his pants snapped off under his assault, and he jerked his zipper down. Within seconds, he freed his rigid shaft.
Zaierra put her hands up to his chest. “Wait, honey, we should—”
Leith’s fingers found her wet, and he shoved her legs higher as he sank his erection deep insid
e her softness. She cried out his name, but he pressed a hand over her mouth. With long, determined strokes, he thrust into her again and again. Their skin slapped together with each entry, and the sound seemed to drive her husband crazy. He growled his need, his gaze never leaving her. She arched into him and tilted her head back with eyes closed. She belonged to him, and she loved every second he took was what his.
Behind his hand, she whimpered and pleaded for more. Leith didn’t slow his pace. In fact, he yanked out of her, flipped her over in one smooth movement, and then penetrated her snatch from the back. He grabbed her hands and raised them above her head. Being imprisoned in his strong hold increased her pleasure. She pushed her ass up higher as he came down on her.
“Mm, baby, you feel so good. I want to stay inside you forever,” he moaned in her ear.
“I’m yours, Leith. Take all of me.”
He held both her hands in one of his large palms and used the other to caress her breast. His gentle touch there let her know he knew when to be rough and when to treat her delicately. Her love for him grew to new levels.
Rather than tear it away, he furrowed his way inside the cup covering her breast and found her nipple. A tiny squeeze sent arrows of need straight to her sex. She cried out, and her orgasm began to build.
“I’m going to come,” she told him.
“Yes, you are. Again and again, because I know what my woman likes, and that’s me right here.” He pinched her nipple a second time and then trailed his hand down her belly to her heat. Rubbing her button, he set off quakes in every part of her body. They started at her core and ricocheted out. She pleaded for mercy she didn’t really want, and Leith knew it. He tugged at her bud, played with it by rolling it between two fingers, and kept up the cruelty until she screamed into the sofa cushions through a powerful orgasm.
Leith left her kitty alone to wrap one arm across her chest and one around her middle. He pounded into her for a long, amazing time, setting off aftershocks of orgasms. When he thrust deep and held still, she knew his time had come. She opened her mouth to ask him to wait a minute, but it was too late. Hot seed filled her channel, and Leith sighed in total satisfaction.
They lay together panting, her husband on top of her and Zaierra with her eyes closed. When he lowered his head beside hers, she nuzzled instinctively into his neck. “Leith?”
“Mm, don’t worry, baby. I’m going to take you again in a few minutes.”
“I’m not worried. I just wanted to tell you one thing.”
“What’s that?”
“I love you.”
She felt his smile in her hair. “I love you too, baby.”
“Okay, two things.”
“Yes?”
“I think I’m ovulating today.”
“Ah, hell.”
“Here we go again.”
The End
Table of Contents
Cover
Copyright
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven