My One and Only: A Bad Boy Secret Baby Second Chance Romance

by Weston Parker

  I spent the rest of my afternoon counting down the minutes until time to get off work. Then, I spent the rest of my evening getting ready to see her, hoping I could bring her out of her mood. I stopped off at the store for a bottle of wine, and when I got to her house, I still had ten minutes to spare.

  I knocked and waited, hearing footsteps on the other side, and then she opened the door looking like a million bucks. I could see why so many adored her, knowing only her songs and the beauty that was only a small part of who she really was.

  “Come in.”

  “Thanks for seeing me.” I held out the bottle of wine. “You look beautiful.” She wore a blush-colored cotton dress and flats that were just a shade darker. Her hair was swept back from her face, and a couple of tattoos peeked out from her sleeves.

  She looked at the bottle like I was offering her a bug and then shrugged, taking it from my hand. “Yeah, I’m still not sure it’s the best idea for me.”

  “Come on, Kya, don’t be pissed off at me. It doesn’t suit you.” I stepped past her as she held the door and looked around her home as she shut the door.

  Her place was small and pretty, not too flashy or strange or even what you might expect a rock diva’s house to look like. But it was clean, and there weren’t signs of a wild party or even another man in her life, which was good. “Nice place you’ve got here.”

  “Thank you. I’ve spent the last hour cleaning it, so if smell like lemons, it’s the furniture polish.” She walked to the couch, offered me a seat, and then placed the wine on the kitchen counter.

  I lowered myself to the cushion, never taking my eyes off her. “You didn’t have to clean up on my account. I used to see your bedroom, remember?” Of course, that was at a time before the two of us had any interest in sex. And once we got old enough to, her father had stopped letting me come over and hang out in her room. We had to go the garage or the backyard.

  She seemed like she wanted to smile, but she didn’t. She took a seat on the far end away from me but angled her body toward me. “I remember that, but I’m sure you didn’t come here hoping to tell me about old times. You said there was some information about the case, something you needed to show me.” Nope, just as cold as she could be.

  I tried to think of something to tell her because, in truth, there really wasn’t any newfound evidence. I’d just wanted to see her again, but there was no way I’d tell her that. “I found the proof, so I know you’ve got a case.”

  She rolled her eyes, and the smile on her face wasn’t her usual pleasant one. “That’s it? Tell me something I don’t know. But I have a feeling I know way more than you. Like the fact that he tried to pay salaries to people who didn’t even work for us? Have you found that little piece of evidence yet?”

  My mouth hung open like a fool. “I haven’t. I thought you weren’t going to show your hand.”

  “You look like you need a little help.” She got up and went to the kitchen.

  I looked over, my eyes following her to the other room. She took the bottle of wine and put it in the fridge, and then she pulled out another that had been chilled and found two glasses. “I need a drink, and since I never drink alone, I’ll pour you one too.”

  “Thanks.” I got up and walked to the counter. She handed me the glass, and I took it, hoping a drink would ease us both. “Look, Kya. I lied.” That brought her head around, and she narrowed her eyes. I held my hand up to let me finish. “I just really wanted to see you.”

  “But you’re still helping that man?”

  “Kya, there’s no letting up for my father. I know I was a real dick last time, and what happened between us at Seth’s party wasn’t an excuse for it. I just wanted to say I’m sorry, and I hope we can start on a better foot.”

  She stared at me, her eyes wide and clear. “Thank you for saying that. And for my part, I’m sorry too. You know, for a moment, you were still that sweet boy I loved.”

  I searched her eyes and hoped to make myself clear enough. “I’m still in here, Kya.”

  She moved closer and reached out to put her arm around my neck. “Let me see if I can find you.” Her lips found mine, and I kissed her deeper, bringing my hands up, stroking her shoulder with my fingertips. I reached up, my hand moving into her hair, and I brought it out only to release the clip she’d had it pulled back in and then tossed it to the table in front of us.

  She pulled back and looked into my eyes. Then she trailed her gaze down across my body, pausing a moment on the bulge that filled out the front of my jeans. Then her hand moved down and landed on the throbbing length, stroking it up and down. “You’re still there,” she whispered close to my cheek before she kissed me, and I moved my hand down to cup her breast, the other playing with the zipper on her dress.

  I wanted to slip it down, to peel the soft cotton from her shoulders, to run my mouth along her bare flesh and taste her.

  She brought her hand up into my hair and took a handful in her grip, her hand pulling my head back as she looked directly into my eyes.

  “I want you, Kya.” Without a word, she kissed me once again, hard and deep, and then she moved forward into my lap.

  “I’m right here, Leonard.” She undid the button on my pants, and her hand slipped into the folds of fabric where she gripped me, her hand closing around my hard cock, stroking it up and down. “I want you too.”

  Chapter 16

  Kya

  I couldn’t believe I was with Leonard again, and even though he’d already betrayed me the last time I’d given myself to him, I was a different person now. I wasn’t the same young woman, hoping to find someone who could take care of her. Nope, I didn’t need that. I wanted his companionship, his friendship, and if it led to more, so be it. I wouldn’t refuse him this time, and if he refused me, then I’d be okay, no better off, no worse than before.

  His hands searched my body, one on my breast pinching my nipple, the other rubbing his flattened palm against my mound. I breathed out a moan as he created enough friction to start a small fire in my panties. I needed him to quench that heat.

  As if reading my mind, he moved me off of his lap, and I lay back, his hands pushing up my dress, bunching it around my waist and exposing my panties. “May I?”

  I nodded, giving permission, and I knew if I spoke, my voice would crack anyway. He moved up and kissed my lips and then moved down between my legs, his mouth covering my silk, breathing warmth against me that had me aching for more.

  His fingers moved over the elastic, pulling it aside, giving his digits access to penetrate me. They sank into my folds, curving up to rub my tender spot which made me cry out again.

  “It feels amazing, Leonard.”

  “Leo, please,” he corrected. And I knew it was time I started to oblige.

  “Leo,” I whispered. “Don’t stop.”

  “Oh, don’t worry, baby, I’m only getting started.” He worked his fingers against my G-spot and then his tongue moved across my center, licking my clit with a sharp flicker of his tongue.

  My orgasm crashed over me like a tidal wave, and I could have sworn if I’d closed my eyes, I’d have seen fireworks bursting in a night sky.

  “That’s right, come for me. I want that little pussy just right for what I’m about to give you.” He stood, and while he made quick work of dropping his pants, which exposed his thick cock, I slipped off my dress. He lost his shirt, too, but before he could move back atop of me, I moved to my knees and took his cock, giving it a firm grip that had him hissing through his teeth.

  “Be good to it. It’s going to love you.” He smiled down, and I opened my mouth and licked my lips. “That’s a good girl. Take it.”

  I closed my lips around his head and moaned as I worked it over, twirling my tongue along the broad tip, tonguing the rim of it as a taste of his salt splashed my mouth. I didn’t stop. I wanted more, and I gripped his balls causing him to whimper and moan as I kneaded them in my fingertips.

  “You’re so good at that, baby.
I’ve never had better.”

  I smiled with pride but didn’t believe a word from his pretty mouth when it came to the best he’d had. I knew he’d been with a lot of women. There was no way anyone had refused him.

  “Oh, fuck.” Another splash of salt hit my tongue but just a taste. He rocked his hips, fucking my mouth and watching me as I stared up at him, gripping his ass. I relaxed my throat and pushed myself closer, taking his cock deeper.

  He held my head, and I held my breath. When I gagged, he pulled back and then he came forward again, but this time, when he went deep, he didn’t hold me as long. “I’m close. Tell me where you want it.”

  I looked up at him and pushed myself back down, and he cursed as he unloaded in my throat, and I pulled back only a little, gulping all I could, the rest rolling off my chin.

  “Fuck, I warned you.” He looked down, and I was smiling, wiping my chin. “That was so hot, but I’m not at all finished with you.” He brought me up to my feet and pulled me close, kissing me deeply, the taste of him still warm on my breath. “I can’t wait to get inside you.”

  “Do you want to move to my bedroom?” I had shut the door to Addie’s room and spent an hour walking through the house to make sure her toys were put away, ensuring there were no signs of me having a child. That was a conversation for another time. I had to admit that deep inside, I’d known where this visit would lead or at least where I wanted it to lead.

  Leo picked me up against him, and I wrapped my legs around his waist. He took to the hall, and I left my bedroom door open for easier access. “This is the one.” I gestured. He brought us into the room and placed me back on the bed.

  “Now, it’s your turn to come again.” He moved down, and his mouth closed on my sex, licking and penetrating with a feverish motion. He lapped and licked, and his fingers explored, eventually working their way down to stroke against my tight ass. The feeling of his finger there sent me squirming. I needed to feel him inside of me and fast, and I didn’t care where he put it.

  “Fuck me, Leo. Please. I need you inside me.” The words were rushed off my lips.

  He rose up and stroked his cock as I spread my legs wide. He moved into my hips and nudged his head against me, pushing it between my folds and barely into my channel. I was so wet, I soaked the tip of his cock, and he nudged slowly, which was good because it had been a while since I’d been with anyone, and I was already intimidated by his girth and length.

  “Relax, baby. I’m going to go slow.” He looked down into my eyes, and I calmed my breath as he sank his cock home. “That’s a good girl. You feel so fucking good wrapped around me.” He thrust his hips, and I swear I didn’t think the man could have grown anymore, but he had. He pumped his cock deeper with every thrust, and as another orgasm ripped through me, coating his cock, lubricating our motion, it became easier, and soon, he was fucking me so hard and fast, my tits were slapping together.

  He gripped one and stopped the motion and then brought his mouth down to my nipple, sucking so hard, it sent a pinch of pleasure to my core. I felt another rush from my release, and even though I had come, he didn’t slow down.

  He finally breathed in deeply and then pulled me up against him. He sat down, and I fell astride him, riding him in a slow rhythm.

  He stroked my cheek, and my eyes lifted to meet his. “I’ve missed you so much, Kya.”

  “I’ve missed you, too, Leonard.” I couldn’t help it. He was always Leonard to me. And I finally felt like I had him back, if only for a little while. I had no idea what would come of this, and I dared not think too hard about what I wanted it to be. That dream would have to wait. For now, I wanted to cherish the closeness we shared at the moment.

  He gripped my ass as I moved against him, and now and then, he would kiss me, or brush my hair back. I milked him with my core, and he met my eyes. “I’m close.”

  “I’m covered.” I had barely gotten the words out when he held me down hard on his cock and filled me up. He met my eyes and pulled me close, kissing my mouth deep and hard, nipping my lips with his teeth gently as he pulled away.

  He held me tight. “That was so good.”

  I couldn’t help but blush and giggle like a school girl. “Made my toes curl.” He let me loose, and even though we were still joined together, I brushed my hands down his chest and looked into his eyes. “Promise me you won’t go away this time?”

  “Third time’s a charm, right?” He shrugged, and I smiled big as I fell against him. “I’m not going anywhere, Kya. Not until you send me away.”

  I nuzzled against his neck, my head resting on his shoulder. “But this is bad, right?”

  He stroked my hair. “For the case, you bet your sweet ass. This is trouble, and if anyone found out, I would have to recuse myself from the case.”

  I lifted up and met his eyes. “So, you’re still going forward with it?”

  He held my face in his hands. “I think I have something up my sleeve. Don’t worry, okay? I’ll handle it. We just shouldn’t say anything to anyone.” I wasn’t going to tell him that Sadie knew, and I knew she wasn’t going to tell anyone.

  “So now what?” He squeezed my ass and ground his hips up against me, his cock still stiff inside me.

  “You’re insatiable.” I thought of the handful of men I’d been with and how they’d either passed out, gone limp, or fallen asleep just moments after an intimate encounter, which sometimes I may or may not have gotten off during, but not Leo. He was so much hotter than any of them combined, and he knew how to use his cock to pleasure a woman. I couldn’t even count the number of orgasms he’d delivered. “I can’t believe we’re still going?”

  “It stays hard for you. Always has. You wouldn’t believe how many times I had to take care of it after being around you. I fantasized daily about you, baby.”

  “I never knew. If I had, we’d have done something about it.” I could imagine our teen years a lot differently when I thought about us together then.

  “I always wanted to shower with you.” He wiggled his brows. “That was the ultimate fantasy and the reason we kept running out of hot water at our house.”

  “Shower with me now?”

  As if to answer, he picked me up against him, and we walked to the shower where he set the spray and put my back against the wall where he slow fucked me. “I want it to feel good for you.”

  “It does.” I could already feel my next release on the horizon.

  “Good. I’m spent, and my balls are fucking drained, but it can’t get enough.” He moved his hips a little faster, and I came hard. He captured my mouth and held me, the two of us seeming to rest in one another.

  “I don’t want to leave, but I know I need to get going soon.”

  “There’s no rush.” I knew all I had to do was make one call and Sadie would watch Addison for me all night. But with Leo and I not supposed to be seeing each other at all, going this deep, it was dangerous enough without a sleepover.

  “Good because I haven’t even pulled out yet.” We shared a laugh, and he moved inside me, and I felt another wave from my last release quake through me.

  He finally did pull away, and we spent a tender moment washing each other, the two of us lathered up and stroking each other, his hand slipping between my legs and washing me with care, as I worked my hands over his chest, my front brushing against his, his cock hitting my tummy, still a monster, even when it wasn’t standing at attention.

  I thought of all the years we’d missed out on and felt the nostalgia creeping up on me. Even though it seemed like we were doing well, I knew there was a long road to travel before being together, and I feared that once he learned of my life and family, he might not want to travel it with me.

  Our future was only a glimmer.

  Chapter 17

  Leo

  The one Monday I decided to take my time and showed up for work a little late, I ran into Jon who was walking Susan Costanzo from his office and into the hall. I’d worked with the woman many t
imes, and there was no love lost between us. I’d also been in the courtroom the day she’d had her rant and was carried out kicking and screaming for contempt. She had become a laughingstock overnight, and someone had even made a meme about it.

  She stepped out and gave me a withering glance. “I do hope your professionalism will improve by the time we have our meeting. I know you men like to be casual about things, but we’re gearing up to hammer your balls to the floor.”

  “Is there a problem, Susan?” I looked her right in the eyes and wished I’d have told Kya how much I hated her attorney. She was a man-hating hard-ass with no soul.

  She narrowed her eyes and turned up her nose. “Other than you strolling in late. I had hoped to come down and meet with you both, but I suppose you forgot I sent a text and wanted to see you about our upcoming client meeting.”

  “No, I never got the memo. You could be a little bit more professional and maybe call me sometime. You know those texts can be undependable. At least you’ll know when a call goes through.” I had gotten her stupid text, but it had slipped my mind to put it in my phone calendar. I would never apologize or admit any wrongdoing. I’d been on too many cases for that. “What meeting is that again? The one you’re just now arranging? So, I’m a little late to work while you’re late to the game.”

  Jon covered his mouth and tried to keep from laughing.

  Susan’s eyes widened, and somehow, her nose got even higher. If I kept it up, would I have her smelling her own ass? “I do hope you make better use of my client’s time.”

  I wanted to tell her so badly that I’d put her client’s time to very good use and how many orgasms I’d delivered, but I couldn’t rat me or Kya out.

  I gave a little wave. “Have a good day, Susan. I’ll see you then.”

  She stormed away, and Jon turned to me, dropping his hand so I could see the full effect of his grin. “What’s gotten into you? Rough weekend? I mean, I get it. I hate the case too. I hate the client, I hate Susan, but we have to do our jobs.”