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  “Of course I am.” With that, I open her door for her, help her in, and close the door.

  We are in the truck driving to where I want to take her. I hope she doesn’t think this is corny. Young gave me a bunch of shit when I told him what I had planned. I thought this was fucking romantic as hell, but now that it’s going to happen, I really hope she doesn’t think it’s stupid.

  “Are you going to tell me where we are going?” I look over at her and she is smiling that amazing smile.

  I give her a grin, reach over and grab her hand. “We are almost there.” I say and give her a wink.

  I park the truck and we walk the rest of the way to Central Park. We are holding hands, but not speaking. It’s not an uncomfortable silence, just seems like we are both taking everything in. When we reach the park, I am nervous as hell. I don’t want to let her know that I am lacking the confidence of my plan though.

  We walk over to where a horse drawn buggy is waiting and I say, “Your chariot awaits beautiful.” Fuck, I sound like an idiot. I look over at her to see she has tears in her eyes. I pull her away from the carriage, just far enough so that we are out of prying eyes. “What’s wrong beautiful? We don’t have to do this if you don’t want. I just thought it would be a romantic thing to try out.”

  She looks up at me and a tear runs down her cheek. “Campbell, it is the most romantic thing anyone has ever done for me. I’m not sad, I’m overwhelmed with all these emotions.” She wraps her arms around my neck, so of course I pull her to me.

  I rest my forehead on hers and say, “Kenz, I hope that as long as we are together, I can do things to have you cry tears of joy.” I lean down and press my lips to hers. Having my arms around her, my mouth on hers and our tongues tasting each other is too much. My dick is so hard that I’m sure she can feel it. I need to pull away because I don’t want our first date to be our first time. I mean obviously I want to have sex with her more than anything, but I want to make it special for her. Something she will remember. I pull away and wrap my arms around her to hold her close to me. “I can’t seem to get enough of you Kenz.” She has her cheek pressed against my chest, just like she did last night.

  “I feel the same way, Campbell.”

  I kiss her head and say, “Well, would you like to take this carriage ride?”

  We are in the carriage and I have to admit, this is fucking romantic. I pull Kenz into my side so her back is on my chest and wrap my arms around her. She is such a little thing I feel like I could break her if I squeeze too hard.

  “This is absolutely beautiful.” She says looking around Central Park. “I’ve lived here nearly four years, this is the first time I’ve been on a carriage ride.” I smile because I am so fucking happy that I am the one that she gets to experience it with.

  “I’m glad you are loving it. I agree the view is beautiful.” I lean close to her ear and whisper, “But I’m not talking about Central Park. You are the most beautiful sight I’ve ever seen.” I kiss her cheek and give her a little squeeze.

  She turns in my arms so she is facing me. “Campbell, I have never been on a date like this before. You say the most romantic things to me. You’re a gentleman, even though I know you want to do more than kiss me. You make me feel things that I’ve never felt in my life. It’s like you’re too good to be true. I have to admit that I’m afraid I will wake up and this will all be a dream.”

  “Kenz, I promise you this is not a dream. I want to treat you the way you deserve to be treated. I’ve also never felt this way before. You have my heart beating out of my chest.” I lean forward to kiss her.

  It’s a romantic kiss, slow and sweet. I want to make sure that she doesn’t regret giving us a shot, so I need to control myself. The only thing that stops us is when I realize the carriage stops. We pull apart and I notice that our ride is over. I help Kenz out of the carriage and we walk hand and hand back to my truck. This has been the most unbelievable night of my life. I hate to see it come to an end.

  We are driving back to the apartment after the most romantic, unbelievable night. Everything from dinner to that romantic carriage ride, it was perfect. Campbell is holding my hand and running his thumb over the palm of my hand. It is a simple gesture that is bringing tears to my eyes. I feel like such a bitch for lying to him about where I was from. It just caught me off guard; I never thought that it would come up for some reason. Which is ridiculous because obviously, when you’re getting to know someone you ask things like where they are from. When I asked him about his family, I felt like such a fool. I knew he had a younger sister, he has great parents¸ and of course, I knew where he is from. When he asked where I was from, I just blurted out the town my aunt lives in. I knew if I told him, we are from the same town that he would ask too many questions. He would realize that he was on a date with the girl that was bullied in high school that he bullied. I didn’t want to ruin the night. I’ll tell him, eventually.

  We pull into a parking spot in the apartment complex. I am sad because I don’t want this date to be over. I’m not ready to let him go yet.

  We sit in silence for a few minutes before he says, “Stay put beautiful.” Every time he calls me beautiful, my heart melts. He has a way of making me feel like I am beautiful. Everything he says and does, it just feels surreal.

  I sit and wait for him to come open my door, like the gentleman he is. When he opens it and holds his hand out for mine, I place my hand in. He pulls me out, closes the door, and pushes me gently against it. He presses his body up against mine and I feel my knees go weak. He has his hands on either side of my head on the truck door, having affectively trapped me in. My panties are soaked and I am breathing heavily.

  “Kenz, this has been an unbelievable night. I don’t want it to end. I am trying so fucking hard to control myself with you. What I really want to do is lay you down in my bed and worship every inch of your body. I want to see what you taste like, what you sound like when you’re turned on. I want to feel your body pressed up against mine. You have my dick hard just looking at you. I just need to touch you Kenz. Is that alright? Will you come back to my apartment?”

  Holy shit. Thank God, I have panties on because I am dripping wet now. I honestly cannot remember ever being this turned on before. There is no way I can deny him. I want to feel his body just as badly.

  “Yes, Campbell, please.”

  It is taking a lot for me to even speak at this point. Fuck, I can’t imagine how I’ll react when he is touching me. He smashes his mouth to mine in the most aggressive kiss we have shared yet. I move my hands to his waist and up his back. He hasn’t moved his hands yet, but I need to feel him. I move my hands down to where is shirt ends. I push my hands up, lifting the shirt with me. When my hands touch his bare flesh for the first time I moan. It feels amazing. I run my hands up and down his back a few times before I move them to his front. I knew his body would be built, but holy shit, I can feel all the toned muscles in his stomach and chest. As soon as I move my hands down his chest, he growls. This is such a turn on.

  He pulls away from me and we are both breathing heavily, both from the kissing and from the sexual tension. “Kenz, we need to move this to my apartment. I need to feel you and I sure as fuck don’t want to do it in this parking lot.”

  We make it up to our floor and it is taking everything in me to just walk. I am praying that the guys are still over at my place. I just want it to be Campbell and me. When we reach his door, he pulls me to him and rests his forehead on mine. I love when he does this. It feels so intimate.

  “Are you sure about this beautiful? I promise not to get too carried away.”

  “I’m positive Campbell.”

  He lets go of me and unlocks his door. All the lights are off, which means the guys are still gone. Campbell grabs my hand and leads me to his bedroom. We walk in and he closes the door behind us.

  My heart is pounding so hard in my chest I am sure that he can hear it. I’m excited, nervous, and turned on. He comes up behind
me and wraps his arms around me. I rest my head back on his chest. The feeling of being in his arms is unreal.

  “Kenz, you call the shots. If it’s too much too fast, you just tell me. I don’t want to have sex tonight. I just want to start to learn your body. Are you okay with that?”

  I am finding it hard to think, never mind speak so I just nod my head. He runs his hands down my arms and grabs ahold my hand to lead me to his bed. When we reach it, he flips on the lamp on his night stand.

  He looks at me and the heat that I see in his eyes has my nerves starting to disappear. He looks into my eyes, brings his hands up to cup my cheeks, and says, “Kenz, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever met.”

  With that, he leans down and presses his lips to mine. I run my hands up his chest and wrap them around his neck. He moves his hands down my back to my ass. As soon as he does, he pulls me flush against him. His taste and his hands on my ass consume me. I moan into his mouth and that is all it takes.

  He carefully pushes me backward onto the bed, never breaking our kiss. I’m on my back with him on top of me, I am so turned on, but also I feel protected with him like this, like he could protect me from anything awful happening. He breaks the kiss so we can both catch our breath and is looking straight into my eyes when he begins to run his hands down my body. He avoids my breasts, both hands run down my side and across to my stomach, and then pulls my leg up to his hip and runs his hand down it. He does the same to my other leg. It’s driving me fucking crazy. I’m so turned on I can’t even see straight. He is still looking into my eyes when I run my hands up his back and around to his chest. I can feel his heart pounding as hard as mine. He leans back down and begins kissing me again.

  Once we are back into an aggressive kiss, he finally runs his hands back up my stomach until he reaches my breasts. He palms each one and runs his thumbs over my nipples. I did not think it was possible for them to get so hard. I moan into his mouth again.

  He pulls back and says, “I want to see you beautiful. Can I take this dress off?”

  I am so thankful I decided to wear my favorite black lacey bra and panties.

  “Yes.”

  He wastes no time pulling it over my head. He takes in my whole body, moving his eyes slowly over every part of me. I have never felt so venerable before.

  “Kenz, you take my fucking breath away. You are absolutely perfect.” His compliment is just the confidence I need.

  “I want to see you too, Campbell.” I start to unbutton his shirt.

  He is looking in my eyes the entire time. It is so unbelievably intimate. When I reach the last button, I just continue down to his jeans. I unbutton the button and begin to unzip them.

  “Hang on baby, let me do that. This will be over before it begins otherwise.” He stands and let’s his jeans and shirt fall to the floor.

  Holy fucking shit. I knew his body would be amazing, but I never expected this perfection of man in front of me. He has on black boxer briefs, and it is obvious that he is as turned on as I am.

  He climbs back on top of me and the moment my bare flesh touches his we both moan. “Jesus Kenz. I’ve never been so turned on before.” I want to answer to say I agree, but he doesn’t give me a chance. He starts kissing my neck and I move it to the side for better access. He is running his hands up and down my sides. He moves down my neck to the top of my breasts that through my bra are exposed. He licks each one.

  “Oh, Campbell.”

  This spurs him on; he moves down and nips on each of my nipples through my bra. This is unbelievable it feels so amazing. He continues his kissing, licking and nipping down my body. He kisses down one leg and up the other. He kisses and licks my stomach, my sides, and my chest. I can’t take it anymore. I need him to touch me, to give me some relief.

  “Campbell, please.”

  He pulls back and says, “Please what, Kenz. Just tell me what you want. I want to please you baby.” I am normally not a vocal person in bed. Then again, I have never been this turned on before.

  “Touch me, please. I need relief.”

  He moves his hands to my back and unclasps my bra. He pulls it slowly down my arms to expose my breasts to him.

  “Damn, baby. You are just so beautiful.” He leans forward and sucks my nipple into his mouth.

  “Oh yes!” I yell.

  He grabs my other breast and rubs my nipple. He then switches. It feels amazing, but I still need relief. It’s as though he can read my mind. While worshipping my breasts, yes, that is exactly what he is doing, and he runs one hand down to the edge of my panties. I have my eyes closed because it feels so good.

  I didn’t realize he was looking at me until he said, “Kenz, are you alright with me taking these off too?” He is so fucking sweet, always asking if what he is doing is alright.

  “God, yes! Please!”

  This feels like a fucking dream. Everything about Kenz is absolute perfection. I can’t get enough of her. I am trying my fucking hardest to take my time, but it is a struggle. When she moans, it’s all I can do from slamming into her to make her scream my name. I made a promise though, I will not have sex with her tonight. I want to make that special. I want to be able to gain more of her trust first. Now that she has given me permission to take off her panties, I should be given a fucking award for my self-control.

  I slowly pull her panties down her legs. I can smell how turned on she is and it is doing things to me I didn’t know were possible. I move back up her body to kiss her again. I want this to feel amazing for her. I slowly move my hand down to her pussy. When I finally cup it, we both moan. It is pure heaven.

  “Oh baby, you are so fucking wet. Do you have any idea how much that turns me on? That I made you that wet.” She throws her head back when my thumb grazes her clit.

  “Oh, Campbell. It feels so good.” Everything she says or every noise she makes just has me wanting to please her even more.

  “Baby, I want to make you feel good.” I separate her folds and push a finger inside of her. Holy fuck! I need to make my girl come. That’s right I called her my girl. I am falling for her and fast. I pull my finger out to add another and she whimpers. I push two fingers in and when she starts to ride them, it’s my undoing. I need to taste her, for her to come in my mouth. I move down her body until I am nestled between her legs. She is still riding my fingers, so I lick her clit. I feel her tighten on my fingers. I need to taste her, so I pull my fingers out and replace them with my tongue. Damn, she tastes amazing. I am licking and sucking on her pussy. I push my tongue inside and find her clit with my thumb. That’s all it takes. She explodes and I lap up everything I can.

  “CAMPBELL!”

  Holy shit, I didn’t think it was possible for my dick to get any harder, but having her scream my name while I bring her to orgasm that did it. I move back up her body and wait for her to return to earth. She is beautiful. Her cheeks, neck, and chest are red. She has a sheen on her forehead and she is biting her bottom lip. I lean over and lick it, then suck it into my mouth. I look up at her just as she opens her crystal blue eyes.

  “Welcome back, beautiful.”

  She smiles at me and says, “That was unbelievable Campbell.”

  I rest my forehead on hers and whisper, “Yes it was. I could do that all night baby. You taste delicious.”

  “Well then I guess it’s only fair I see how you taste.” She licks her lips and even if I had thought about saying no, there is no way I can when I see the heat in her eyes. She pushes on my chest until I am on my back. She is taking her time, just like I did. Kissing and licking her way to my dick. It feels fucking amazing. When she reaches my boxers, she pushes them off and I spring up in front of her. I know I’m a bit bigger than most guys, I hope this doesn’t change her mind. Just as the thought enters my head, her mouth wraps around the tip of my dick.

  “Ooohhh, damn, baby.” I moan. She starts moving her tight mouth up and down my dick then she adds her hand. I knew she wouldn’t be able to fit all of me,
but she is taking a lot more than most do. She starts sucking harder and I am not going to last, it’s been a long build up tonight.

  “Kenz, baby. If you don’t want me to come in your mouth you need to pull off.” She doesn’t pull off though, she sucks harder and cups my balls. That’s all it takes I explode in her mouth.

  “Ooohhh fuck!” I growl while she drinks in everything I pump out. When she has sucked me dry, she crawls up my body and licks her lips.

  “You taste delicious too, Campbell.” I grab her and slam my mouth to hers. I flip her back onto her back and continue to kiss her. I pull back and look right into her eyes.

  “Kenz, you are so fucking sexy.” She blushes.

  I can’t believe after touching and kissing every inch of her that I can still get her to blush. I pull her to my chest and hold on. I realize after a few minutes that she is asleep. I carefully pull the covers back and slide us both under. Her head is on my chest, legs thrown over mine and we are both flesh on flesh. It feels perfect. I rest my chin on her head and close my eyes. I am asleep within minutes.

  I wake up in the morning and I smile because I still have Kenz in my arms. This is the perfect way to wake up. I decide that my sleeping beauty deserves breakfast in bed. I carefully get out of bed so I don’t wake her. She searches for a second, looking for me and it warms my heart. I throw on a pair of sweat pants and make my way to the living room.

  Young is sitting on the couch with a huge chip bowl eating cereal with a wooden spoon. He points the spoon at me with milk dripping off and says, “I guess you were right about that carriage ride. I’ll have to do that next time I need some pussy.”

  “Young, first of all we didn’t have sex. Second, why the fuck are you eating cereal out of a chip bowl with a wooden spoon?” I keep moving to the kitchen to see if anyone bothered to make coffee or unpack mugs. Young walks into the kitchen behind me and drops his breakfast in the sink.

  “What the fuck do you mean you didn’t have sex? She spent the night! Shit, I heard her scream your name last night!” I laugh at his ridiculous thought process.