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“They're not going to look after you how I would, how I plan to if you are carrying my child. You understand me?”
“Yeah, yeah, I do.” I nodded quickly as Caine lifted his finger and signaled for me to come toward him.
“Come all the way over here.”
I stood, and his eyes traveled down from my head to my toes, making me feel even more self-conscious about what I had on today. Kharti already made me feel like Cinderella; now the Essex prince really made me feel like a fuckin peasant.
I went to sit down on the couch next to him before he reached out and grabbed my waist, forcing me into his lap.
“Now, we can talk. Why you so nervous? You scared of me or something?”
“No, it’s not that, I’m just. This situation is going to take some time for me to get used to. Maybe I should get up from your lap, Caine. Kharti just left after bringing me pregnancy tests, and I don’t want her to think anything inappropriate is happening between us.”
He laughed.
“I’ve already been in your guts sweetheart, so I think we have passed that line, or it's blurred right now at least. And you don’t need any of those pregnancy tests as of now.”
“Why not?”
“Because I didn’t nut the other night when we fucked.”
“You didn’t? I didn’t know that. I thought you did.”
He gave a cocky laugh again, then bit his bottom lip.
“You were the one creaming on my dick, but trust, when I nut in you, you will know it. But that won’t happen unless I feel comfortable. I’m not a nigga that can just fuck anybody and anywhere. The situation has to be right, and I don’t like to feel watched or monitored by anyone, not even my wife.”
I sat there for a moment before it connected mentally.
“So, what do you mean? You don’t want Kharti around when we try and make the baby?”
“Nah, I don’t. If we are going to do this surrogacy thing, we have to do it right. Not monitored like we are fuckin in a lab.” He tapped me on my thigh, signaling for me to get up.
I stood up from his lap, and then he stood behind me, towering over me like a statue.
Caine then walked over to the door, stepping one foot heavily over the other.
“Look, I’m going to call you and let you know when it’s time to actually make this baby. In the meantime, take care of yourself, don’t stress, eat better, and make sure no other man touches you. That pussy belongs to me now.”
I rubbed the back of my neck.
“Okay, the no man touching me is easy to do, but not stressing and eating right sounds easier than it actually is.”
“It will be easy if you do everything right and deliver me that Essex boy. It will work out in more ways than one. So pray on that shit as hard as I am, and you will be well taken care of. For the rest of your life.” He twisted the doorknob and walked out leaving me shook, torn, and slightly turned on which was the most fucked up part of it all because he is my best friend’s husband.
Chapter 5
Kharti
The next morning
Sitting in the chair at this salon, I couldn’t shake the vision in my head of my best friend riding Caine’s dick. He’d told me to go into the room the other night, and I did, but I'd already set up a Ring camera to catch all the conversations he thought I would never hear. The camera was hiding inside a flowerpot so that I couldn’t see Toya’s face, but I could hear her moaning, which told me all I needed to know. She enjoyed that dick just as much as I always do, and for me, secretly, that was a problem.
With the way Caine was grunting and gripping her ass tight as hell, I could tell that he was enjoying her too. I didn’t have nearly as much ass as Toya did, and we joked about it all the time, only now it wasn’t so funny.
I don’t know maybe I’m overreacting, and maybe that’s the reason Caine didn’t want me watching them fuck in the first place. As we both said, this secret surrogacy is an arrangement with her for business purposes, it’s just so hard to focus on that when they looked like they were having so much pleasure.
“Girl, you better hold your head still. You know this heat from this hot comb ain’t nothing to play with on that neck.”
