Zach: A Chicago Bad Boy Romance

by Peter Presley

  “I’m not leaving this casino.”

  “Yeah, you are,” I say. The look on Franklin’s face is the same look he gave me before I had punched his lights out.

  “What? Are you going to break my other leg? Here in front of these slot machines?”

  “Don’t make a scene, Franklin. Come on out with us and let us take you somewhere safe.”

  “No!”

  “Daddy, just do it!” Now Kayla is screaming and crying. It’s time for me to step in.

  Franklin’s eyes open when I approach him. He knows I mean business. “Okay, okay. Take me wherever you’re going to take me.”

  With the use of her cell, Kayla found a shelter that was accepting people, about 45 minutes away from the casino. We dropped Franklin off and drove away. He didn’t put up a fight. He just said he was sorry and he would try to change. Kayla didn’t cry as much as I thought she would. She’s had enough, and that’s clear. Now we’re back in my car heading back toward the casino. It’s past midnight.

  “He’s not going to stay there, Zach. He’ll find some way to leave.”

  “You did what you had to do, and now I’d like to keep you safe if you’d let me.”

  Kayla laughs. “Keeping me safe from my father. How weird is that? So how do we do this?”

  “Well, don’t answer your phone when he calls, for starters.”

  “Oh, that’s no problem. I don’t intend to talk to him until he changes.”

  “We’ll get your apartment cleaned up and then we’ll change the locks.”

  “Yep, and in the meantime, I’ll move in with you.” Kayla stares at me. I’m kind of shocked that she said what she just said, but at the same time, I’m down with it.

  “You want to move in with me?”

  “Yeah.” She has a smile on her face.

  “Well, I have to tell you something. I’m going to quit working for Bello.”

  “Yeah? Oh, that’s wonderful. But what will you do after?”

  “That’s something I gotta figure out.”

  “I can help you with that. I’d love to help you with that.”

  “You would?”

  “Yes, I would!”

  “But there’s something else, babe.”

  “What?”

  “I may be leaving town.”

  “To get away from Bello. Will you be in trouble?”

  “No, I hope not. Anyway, if Bello wanted to off me, he could get me wherever I went. I just think that leaving town and starting fresh might be good for me.”

  “But that means you’ll leave me.”

  “Not unless you come with me.”

  Kayla grabs my hand and looks forward out of the car window. I know her answer, and she doesn’t need to say it.

  “It’s late,” she says.

  “Yeah, it is. Let’s go back to that hotel at the casino and see if we can get a room for the night. Do you have to work tomorrow?”

  “Yeah, but not until tomorrow night. I’d love to spend the night with you. Let’s do it.”

  “Are you hungry? We can grab a late bite first.”

  “I’m hungry, but I’m hungry for you.” She kisses me on the cheek.

  20

  Kayla

  As soon as the hotel door closes, I’m all over him. I grab the front of his shirt and pull him against me, backing into the wall. We kiss passionately, undressing each other at the same time. The box of condoms we bought has fallen to the floor.

  Naked, I take Zach’s hand and lead him across the room. There’s a big armchair in the corner, and I climb up on it, sitting on the back. I put my feet on the arms of the chair and smile at him.

  He looks down at my pussy and returns the smile. “Is that for me?”

  “Exactly!”

  Zach gets on his knees, in front of the chair, and presses his face into my pussy. His tongue goes to work right away. I run my fingers through his thick dark hair and enjoy the pleasure he knows how to give so well. I lean back against the wall, but I’m so hot and relaxed I nearly fall off.

  Zach laughs, “Uh, let’s move this party to the bed.”

  “Good idea!”

  Now I’m on my back, a position I like to be in when I’m with Zach. He spreads my legs and goes right back to work on my pussy. His tongue is so hot and eager.

  “Jesus, Zach! Where did you learn to do this?”

  “I’m with a beautiful woman. It’s not hard to want to please you, babe!”

  He licks me like a hungry cat lapping up a bowl of milk; then he plunges his tongue inside me, sucking my clit.

  Once again, I orgasm with the force of a hurricane. My juices are flowing out of me just as fast as before as Zach greedily laps me up. And once again, I’m screaming like a banshee. Fuck! This guy is good.

  Now, Zach is on top of me, and the weight of his muscular body pressing down on mine drives me wild. I grab the back of his head, pressing his mouth to mine, kissing him hard. The taste of my pussy on his lips makes me hotter still.

  “Do you want me in you?” Zach asks. The words alone make me hot.

  “God, yes!”

  Zach rushes over to the condom box and brings it to the bed.

  “Let me do it,” I say.

  “Okay, babe. Go for it.”

  I wish you could see how hard Zach’s cock is right now. Plus, he’s huge, fucking huge. I take a condom out of the packet and slide it on his hard cock.

  As soon as I do, he lays me down on my back and pushes his hard cock into me. Now my legs are over his shoulders as he fucks me hard and deep. As a dancer, I’m flexible. So the position is no problem for me. Another orgasm is building inside me.

  “Fuck me, baby! Fuck me hard!” I moan over and over.

  “Come for me, girl. Let me feel that tight pussy squeeze my cock. Come for me now.” Zach says, still thrusting his cock deep inside me.

  My orgasm hits just as hard as before. I throw my head back and close my eyes, letting it wash over me.

  “God damn, girl, you know how to come, don’t you?”

  When my orgasm subsides, I open my eyes and smile at him. He’s smiling back.

  “God, when you come . . . ,” he says, “your pussy squeezes me, and it just feels so. . .” his voice trails off.

  We look into each other’s eyes for a long time, and then we’re kissing, madly and passionately. I still feel his hard cock pulsing inside me.

  And then he’s thrusting hard. I can feel his balls hit my ass with every thrust.

  “Fuck me, Zach. Do it!”

  Suddenly, Zach holds me tighter than ever and presses his pelvis hard against me. A low moan escapes his mouth.

  I wrap my arms around him and hold him tightly; his cock still deep inside me but completely spent. I don’t want to let go.

  21

  Kayla

  My hands are in prayer position as I bow my head. “Namaste . . . Good job, everyone. What an awesome class. Come back and see me next week.”

  You’ll never believe how my life has changed in just one year. My dad actually stayed at the homeless shelter for a month after Zach and I dropped him off. He received some top-notch counseling when he was there, and he took it seriously. Plus, the rehab center took him back, and he completed his 90 days.

  Now he’s back working as an attorney, but this time in a legal aid center. After what he’s been through, he feels the need to give back. His clients are recovering alcoholics and drug addicts. He doesn’t make anywhere near the amount of money he made when he was a corporate attorney, but he’s in his own apartment, and he’s sober and happy. I’m proud of him, and what he taught me is that there is redemption for a person if a person wants it. My dad wanted it, especially after I told him it was over. I guess that’s what it takes for some people to change. They have to hit rock bottom, and my father putting his life together after living in a homeless shelter was the rock bottom he needed.

  I’m heading over to the office of my and Zach’s gym. That’s the other good news. Zach an
d I moved to Milwaukee where some of Zach’s relatives owned a gym.

  When Zach talked to Bello and quit, with me right by his side, there was no problem. He didn’t give Zach a hard time at all. In fact, he gave us a parting gift of like 40 grand and wished us well.

  So when we got to Milwaukee, they sold the gym to Zach and me, and now we have a place for yoga and fitness classes. Zach manages it. Somehow, after all the horrible stuff that happened, I got my dream and my dream guy.

  Now I’m heading into the office. There’s Zach, sitting in the desk chair, looking as handsome as ever. I would never have thought my life would turn out this way. I miss my friends back in Chicago, but they’re super happy for me, and my best friend Susan is coming to visit us in a month or so.

  I kiss Zach on the forehead. “Hey, how’s it going?”

  “Pretty good! We’re in the black for the third straight month. Our membership is growing. So that’s good. How was your class?”

  “It was perfect. I’ll have to get you in one of my beginner classes soon. Hatha yoga would be good for you.”

  “I don’t know.” Zach laughs. “I’ll think I’ll stick to weights.”

  I laugh back. “Okay, baby!” I kiss my man on the lips.

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