Strollers & Stilettos: A Sexy Contemporary Romance (In Stilettos Book 4) by Nana Malone Read Free Book Online Page A

didn’t mean she didn’t want him. She always wanted him. Pulling him close, she kissed him as she raised her hips to meet the hard length of him.
    Alec bit out a curse. “Baby…so hot…”
    His cock teased her entrance for only a moment before he sank into her. He hissed, and she moaned low. With every thrust, he hit her deep inside. His big hands splayed her legs wide as he watched himself fuck her.
    “Alec, please. Oh, God.”
    Alec held her tight as he pounded deep, never once taking his gaze off of where their flesh joined. His voice was low, commanding. “Again, Jai. I’m not going without you.”
    She met him thrust for thrust, but she whispered, “I don’t think I can.”
    “Yes. You. Can.” Sweat dripped off his brow as he leaned over her and kissed her. The combination of long strokes and the friction over her clit made her tight sheath pulsed around him. “Come for me, Jai.”
    Another orgasm rolled through her, and Alec quickened his pace. He held onto her tight, as if afraid to let her go, as if holding onto her was his lifeline.
    With trembling fingers, Jaya reached up for his face and stroked her thumb over his cheek. “I love you, Alec. You’re mine.”
    With a hoarse groan, he shuddered on top of her. When he could finally breathe again, he pulled her into the chair so she sat astride him and tucked her head into his neck. “And you’re mine.”

Chapter Six

    Was she supposed to be this tired? Jaya turned off the shower and instinctively listened for the baby monitor. Sure enough, Alexa was awake.
    Jaya grabbed a towel and wrapped it around herself. “Alec, can you grab Alexa? I need to toss on some clothes.”
    There was a beat of silence. “Sorry, Jai, I need to get to work.”
    “Yeah, I know. But you’re dressed, I’m not, and chances are she needs to be changed. Or fed. Or she’s scared. Or all of the above, so she probably can’t wait until I’m dressed.”
    He pursed his lips but nevertheless jogged out of their bedroom. Once she’d tossed on a pair of linen slacks and a cotton pullover, she went to find them. She paused in the doorway and frowned. Alec was entertaining the baby in the crib, squeaking her bunny at her as she cooed, but he hadn’t picked her up.
    “Is she wet?”
    Alec shrugged. “Don’t know.”
    More than a little exasperated, Jaya puffed out a chuckle. “You mean you didn’t check?”
    “Sorry, I’m not good at this baby thing, okay? I don’t really know what to do with kids.” He kissed her absently on the cheek then added, “Now, I really have to go. I’ll see you at the office, okay? Let’s get a list of those nannies going.”
    “I’m already all over it. I have some interviews this morning.”
    “Good. In the meantime, I’ve got Caleb chasing down her family. I know you don’t want her in foster care, so the next option is family.”
    She nodded. He’d bent for her, so she could be a little flexible. “Thank you. It means a lot that you heard me.”
    “Like I said, I don’t want to fight with you. We don’t see each other as much as I’d like as it is. I’d rather not spend any of that time fighting with you.”
    “We’re on the same page.”
    He nodded then braced his arms in the doorway. His signature move for when he had something to tell her and was worried she wouldn’t like it. She’d gotten accustomed to the position over the years. If he had something difficult to say, he braced himself in the doorway as if instinctively looking for an immediate exit.
    “I, um, I won’t be around this afternoon.”
    “Why, what’s up?” She picked Alexa up and took her to the changing table. She was wet.
    The baby greeted her with a smile and little excited kicks.
    “I’ll be taking a paternity test.”
    Jaya froze for a moment. She didn’t believe that they needed to take one. She knew he wasn’t the father of this baby. But do you really ? Alexa looked just like him.
    No, look-alike or not, she knew Alec. He wouldn’t