Crazy Stupid Love

When Love Takes Over

We walk to my apartment. The door man greets us, he seemed a bit shocked.I can't blame him. Kenny is the first guy I've brought here.

We get to my apartment and I unlock the door to a quiet house. April must be out, which works perfectly for me, I can't risk her embarrassing me again.

She left a note that she will not be coming back until Monday. She went to Connecticut to visit my parents. Sometimes I would wonder who was the adopted one between me and her.

She bonded so much with mom. I stopped being jealous of it when I was ten. She has always been my favorite, atleast I've got dad in my corner.

"Looks like we have the place to ourselves, fancy some wine?" I asked as I made my way to the fridge.

I loved chilled wine and for the love of me, just when I needed it the most there was no bottle in the freezer. I open the cupboard and pull out a bottle of cognac. The only bottle of hard liquor I had in the house. I poured two glasses and handed him a glass.

"Were out of cold wine so it seems" Oh my god why am I so nervous? I don't know what to do. He is watching my every move. I can't even bring myself to look at him in the face.

I have known Kenny for a short while and we have only had brief conversations between us, now he wants me to marry him? He must be drunk or high.

This is so uncomfortable for me.

I shove the cognac down my throat in one go. I am not used to the hard stuff, it tastes a bit bitter but smooth. Very smooth. He stands up and puts his glass on the breakfast bar. He walks up to me and takes my hand.

There it is again. I do not know what to call it, I can feel it, the wave that runs through us when we touch. An electrical spark of feelings. He touches me and my blood boils. Oh man what's this? Why am I feeling like this?

I have never felt anything this strong before. Ever! There was a connection between us, a strong bond. I know there's something, I just don't think it's enough to accept his proposal.

"I know you feel it Izzy.I can feel it too" he pulls me closer to him and wraps me in his arms. My head is rested on his chest and my arm around his waist. I don't even know how they got there. He lifts my head up to his chin and glazes deep into my eyes. His big brown eyes. I close my eyes swiftly breaking the eye contact.

"Open your eyes" He commands.

"So bossy" my inner goddess yells. I ignore her and slowly open my eyes. His gaze meets my very shy eyes as I look into his eyes. There it is. All his love for me. I see pain behind the love too. I can see him trying to hide away from my gaze. Why are his eyes filled with so much pain?

A strong man like him should not have that kind of pain in him. So much hurt I feel it in my gut. I can feel his pain even if he tries to hide it from me. I hug him tighter, letting him know that he doesn’t have to hide it from me. I felt it too.

He gently moves my hands from his waist and hold them in his. He kisses my palms and takes a deep breath.

"Come on Bella marry me, let's go to Vegas now, tonight, let’s elope and we can have a big wedding later, I never ever want to let you go, I can't handle one more second without me in your life, I need you baby" Oh, lord! Was this person for real? He said that without any hesitation in his voice.

I open my mouth to answer but instead I’m astonished by his lips when they meet mine. He kisses my lips grabbing my lips and biting them greedily. His tongue is most welcomed to meet mine.

My eyes shut and I am lost in his kiss. His soft lips and a slight smell of tobacco ties knots in my stomach. His smell was just wonderful.

I could smell a bit of the cognac still in his mouth. I run my hands through his back. He runs his hand under my dress, Slowly moving up to my thighs, gently massaging his way up my thighs. His warm touch makes me pant.

"Oh"

He moves his lips to the most sensitive part of my neck and starts sucking slowly making my blood run faster as my breathing increases in his ear. Out of breath and needy. His hand still under my dress.

He moves it up to my Victoria secrets lace thongs and rubs his hands on top against my clit. He moves his knee between my legs opening them wider. He moves my thongs to the side and slides in two fingers to my clit.

He gently rubs it in circles. Making my insides burn and tighten. I feel the inside of my s*x twitching greedily. I am still lost in his touch; he slides a finger in my already slippery wet s*x.

"Damn, you're ready for me baby" He says in an erotic voice making me even more aroused. "Marry me April...." he says as he slides another finger inside me.

I feel them playing inside me. Moving in and out. Then round and round to the core of my s*x. I moan.

"Oh... Ken" words fail me...

"Marry me..." he says as he moves his fingers faster and faster inside me. I feel my s*x tightening. A pleasant feeling runs through my s*x. I feel it getting tighter as he it grabs his fingers inside me.

"Marry me Bella, be my wife and let me have you forever." he pounds.

"I, I, I can't…"

Words fail me again as sensations run through my body. Oh my supernatural being god. I wanted this man inside me so bad right now. I wanted to feel each and every inch of his c**k inside me. I feel the waves getting stronger.

"Oh no you don't"

He kisses me and slowly removes his fingers as I was about to come. Oh rejection! No! No! How could he deny me an orgasm? I wanted it. I needed it. It felt like my body was about to explode. “Ken... please" I beg.

"I love it when you beg baby" He puts his lips on mine as he takes out his suit jacket. He scoops me up and puts me on the breakfast table.

"lie on your back and close your eyes" He commands. I do as I’m told. He so bossy and domineering.

I feel his hands moving my dress up pulling it up to my stomach. I feel his warm breath heavy as he moves my thongs with his teeth. Pulling them down. Then finally he slides them out my feet. He takes my ankles and placed them on the table. I am now bare and exposed for him to see.

I long to feel his touch. I feel his hands massaging my thighs slowly moving up. Sending me sensations that makes my n*****s twitch. I can feel my n*****s hardening as his hand moves up to my s*x. He clamps my clit using his fingers. I can feel a bit of cold rush of air as he gently blows against my clit.

"ah!" I moan in pleasure.

I feel his tongue teasing my clit. His wet warm tongue greedily grabs my clit making my insides of my s*x tighten with pleasure as he greedily sucks on it. I feel shivers running through me.

“I’m going to make you come like this baby”

I moan again and call out his name as I feel his tongue moving down and sucking my pre come. He moves his tongue even further down.

Oh my god! That was a first. I have never had anybody do that but then again I have never had any rim job before. I tighten my eyes as he pulls my clit greedily with his tongue.

I can't hold it in any longer. I am about to explode. I feel my s*x tightening as blood runs to my brains. I feel so hot. My panting increases as I feel like my whole world is about to spin around in circles.

"Marry me Bella, say Yes!"

Oh no! Not again! How could he deny me an orgasm again? I know my body is about to explode and all I need is a bit of his touch.

"Ken...please..." I beg...

"That's not the answer I’m looking for..." he says as he slides me off the table. What the? Was this man for real? I mean how could he expect to think straight in the position he has put me in? I needed him.

I needed to be f****d hard. He was toying with me. Making me beg for more. Making me need him like air. He was winning this one. I needed him but only just to be f****d not marriage.

I do not want to marry him, well maybe someday. Not today. I stand on my Jimmy Choos facing him. Oh, this man has really made me squirm. He looked so good. So scrumptious...

"Where's your bedroom?"

He asks.

What? My? I beg your pardon? Okay was this a dream? For a second I thought I would hear April shaking me on the bed and yelling for me to wake up.

"My what?"

That’s all I could manage to say. In a pitchy voice. He kisses my forehead. The sweetest gesture ever. So heart felt and warming, and reassuring and very securing.

Amazing what a simple kiss on the forehead can say about a person. That is how he made me feel in an instant. I swallowed hard, not that I had anything to gulp down, my mouth was dry.

"Do you trust me?" he says softly.

do I what? I hear the glass breaking in the back of my mind. Probably inner goddess dropping her glass of champagne in shock.

"I know." I whisper back at her.

"Izzy I need to now that I have your full trust in order for me to do this" "Do you trust me?" He asks glazing deep into my eyes.

I see love and I also see the lust. He steps back and takes off his shirt. I look at his bare perfect body. Well built and masculine. This man and all his sexiness standing in front of me asking me if I trust him? Why would he ask me that right before we have s*x? I mean he is in my apartment so of course, I trust him but I am also worried about the sudden question.

"Why?" "Why you need me to trust you? What do you want to do to me?" I continue to ask him not breaking eye contact. I mean its well within my rights to ask.

I would not want to end up in some kind of some s****l sadism act. For one I could see that Kenny thrived in control. He commanded me to do things. I was submissive to his demands.

Even when my inner goddess disagreed, I did not listen to her. This man could ask me to jump off a bridge and I probably would without even asking me twice. Submitting to him came naturally to me.

That scared me. I am not used to taking orders. Not from my boyfriends anyways.

"Izzy if you trusted me you wouldn’t have to asked me such questions" He took a deep breath.

He takes his shirt and started buttoning it up. What? s**t! Is he leaving already? Clearly this was not my day. Does he think that I’m blowing him off?

What the hell? This man is just so confusing. I stare at him as he takes his car keys from the breakfast bar and walks up to me. Oh s**t! He has his keys in his hands. He is definitely leaving! What did I do?

"Great job Bella he's running for the hills..." My inner goddess whispers. f**k, he is really leaving. This was the worst Friday ever. Ever! I was still hanging. He walks up to me and takes my hand his. He gazes into my eyes. His lifts if up and kisses my palms softly.

" You're right, you can't marry me..." he murmured and turned his back on me.

What was that? What just happened? I mean how much damage can happen in one day?

This was definitely not my day. He goes by the door and stands a bit. He puts his hand on the door knob and twists it, he opens it, before he could close it I’m at the door holding the knob on the other side peeking outside.

"Goodbye Isabella Johnson..." he said softly and pulled the door.

"Kenny" I murmured softly behind the closed door.

What fuckery is this?! Did I just blow him off or did he just blow me off? What was going on with this man? I mean I hardly know him and he just assumes that I would jump at the opportunity to marry him.

It was like that with Christopher. At least he gave me a choice. I think. I mean how one person could be so impulsive. f**k! I wish April was here to help me sort out this mess.

I could call her but I would not want to disturb her as she her time with her favorite parents.

I miss her so much right now. She would know what to do.

She would tell me what to do. What to say. How to make this right. How to make me feel better. She could not have chosen the worst time to go away.

I was hopeless without her. I needed her so much right now. I go up to my room and take off my shoes first. I laid my pink diamonds on the bedside table. I undressed and went to take a quick shower.

I dry myself and go to find my favorite shirt under my pillow and wear it. It still has his scent but its fading. It is not a strong as it used to be.

This was going to be longest weekend ever! I was going to be alone and bored the whole time. I go to the fridge and take out the biggest tub of ice cream I can find.

I smile swiftly at the memories of the last time I had ice cream. Kenny was here. He also said something about my weight. I shake my head and curl up on the couch. I do not know what to watch. I just pointlessly press on the remote trying to find something I can watch. Eventually I fall asleep with a heavy heart.