What She Wants

Monique lay back in bed with Elizabeth, watching her nurse Kannika.

"God, I love watching you do that," Monique said. "Just wish it was a Black baby."

"We could bring in Xavier," Elizabeth responded cheekily.

"Yeah, yeah, no thanks to that," Monique said, laughing huskily. "When we go do our safari next week, I've been timing my hormones. So I'll be as potent as I've ever been. And you're going to be ripe and ready, hm?"

"I'll be ovulating, yes," Elizabeth said. Monique surprised her with a long, deep, soulful kiss, the type that had Elizabeth's toes curling. She knew how badly Monique wanted to impregnate her. And it seemed the moment was at hand.