Kenna Ch. 05

I could smell her fresh scent. I loved the way she smelled like she just hopped out of the dryer freshly washed then fluffed. I used to love the sweet smell of women in their perfume giving me a whiff when they walk past but once I fell for Kenna, I can never get enough of her smell. She always smelled clean. That's the only way I can describe it.

You know that smell of your favorite detergent and how you'll hold the warm clothes close to you when you remove them from the dryer. You inhale a deep breath of clean clothes and at that moment it's the most refreshing smell that has graced your nose. That was Kenna.

I could feel her wrapped around me hugging me to her, smiling while she runs her nails through my scalp just the way I like. I turn into pliable putty when she does that. If I could purr with satisfaction I would. Her lips slowly kissing mine. Her lips were so soft and plump. I love watching my cock between those beautiful lips of hers looking up at me with those innocent big brown eyes.

Looking at Kenna you would think she was the epitome of innocence. Her short stature, her straight white teeth, the proper way she spoke or the way she would code-switch without missing a beat, the way she shyly crosses her hands behind her back canting her head to the side when she wanted something, the kind way she spoke, the way her voice is what you think of when you think of an angelic being, or her eyes. Her exquisite big brown eyes that remind you of little puppies or cute cartoons that make you go 'aw'.

She looks like innocence embodied but behind closed doors, she is a sensuous siren of a woman. She makes my toes curl with the way that she uses her pink tongue on me. Her killer body with dangerous curves. She's so soft everywhere, I catch myself hugging her to me with my face resting on her generous ass. That always makes her chuckle. I love the way she teases me knowing I can't do anything about it. I love the way we fuck after a long day of teasing each other, then finally getting alone time to act out all of our desires.

My lust transformed into love at her volleyball game. It sounds crazy. It is crazy but my mind has been wrapped around her and only her since then. That wanton little hussy fucked me in the middle of the woods. Thrusting inside of her tightness has become a need for me. Tasting her wetness at her center drove me crazy with her special aroma. She likes to stare in my eyes while I fuck her. It's so intense.

The facial expressions she makes in the throes of passion never cease to make me want to keep that look permanently on her face. Her moans crescendo when she's about to come for me squeezing me inside of her pulling my essence out to coat her perfect lithe body.

My alarm goes off as I'm thrusting my hardness against my bed thinking I was inside of her. I didn't get any rest last night. I have bags under my eyes and I just don't feel like going to work at all. I dazedly go about my morning routine then drive to work on auto pilot. I make it to my office with a mile long list of things I have to do. I pray the day goes by fast.

Dan was ignoring and avoiding me so I tracked him down in his office. I peeked my head inside to see if he was alone.

"Go away I don't have the patience to talk with you right now." he called from his chair once he saw me.

"It wasn't what it looked like Dan I promise you." I stepped fully in his office closing the door.

"It looked like not even a full day passed after a fight, that you started, you decided to get your dick wet with some random woman." he looked at me with ice in his eyes.

"No, she's just a friend."

"Oh please, men and women cannot be friends. Especially heterosexual men and women." Dan didn't sound convinced.

"I would never do anything like that to Kenna, I love her. Brigid saw that something was wrong so she wanted to help."

"Oh, so she has a name, great." He said dryly.

"I'm serious Dan you have to trust me on this." I beg.

"Like you trusted Kenna?" all right that was a low blow and way too soon.

I guess he noticed that I deflated because he clicked his tongue then came over to me.

"I'm sorry but you hurt her Axl. I was the one who had to see her crying not you. All she wanted to do was surprise you. She didn't want to go to Sean but she wanted everything to be perfect and special for you. Kai was in on it too since he lives in San Diego. Kenna never does anything like this for the people she dates. I mean Kenna never 'dates' anyone to begin with, you're the first person that she uses the boyfriend or significant other title with. You was her something special specifically for her and now you crushed her. If you really loved Kenna like you say you do or if you even knew her like you say you do, then you would have known she would never do anything to jeopardize what she has with you. Ya'll were my dream couple."

"Why do you keep using past tense wording like there is no possible way I'll get her back?" hope was starting to slip through my fingers.

"I would like to say that you still had a chance but you know Kenna. She gave you a second chance and you blew it. She won't allow herself to get played three times by the same person." Dan said it with such finality I was starting to believe him.

"No this isn't the end. I'll get her back if it's the last thing I do." I sounded dramatic but I have to find a way to fix this.

"Good luck man. I'll try to talk her into talking to you but I won't make any promises." he didn't look really committed to that task.

"That's all I can ask for." We talked a bit about business then I left to finish up the rest of the day.

Driving home I tried to think of all the things I needed to do to get back in her good graces. I wasn't talking out of my ass when I said I'll do whatever it costs to get her back but I'm stuck at what I should do to get her attention since she won't answer my calls or text messages. I even called her job but every time I called, she was always busy or not in. I was too wound up, maybe I should make myself a drink.

One drink turned into I guess three drinks and four shots of whiskey.

I don't even know why she's blowing this whole thing out of proportion, it's not like I accused her of murder. She's being overly dramatic and being a baby for not talking to me. Couldn't she see I only said and did what I did because I love her? It's not like I hit her, just that fucker Sean. Fuck it I'm calling her because she's being childish. What happened to 'oh Axl we have to communicate' and all that shit? Her voicemail beeps.

"Kenna baby, talk to me I'm so sorry I'll do anything for you." I hung up. I called again, voicemail again.

"You can't keep ignoring me. I love you and I should have trusted you. I promise I won't do it again. I'll even be nice to Sean." I hung up. Called again leaving another voicemail.

"No fuck Sean! I'd sock him again too, he had it coming." I hang up. Call again.

"Ok ok I won't hit him again since he's your friend. I didn't mean anything I said. I should be saying this to your beautiful face, not to this machine! I need to touch you, hold you, kiss you. I need to be inside of you baby. Fuck, I miss you and it's only been two days. Please call me I just wanna hear your voice." I hang up then call again.

I sigh heavy into the phone, "That was inappropriate. You do that to me. But seriously Kenna you need to call me back this is getting crazy." I hang up. Now I'm getting angry. I call again.

"I can't believe you're acting like this! It was a shimple missstake. Don't you want to hear my side of the sory? I apologized and I know I flucked up so you just pick up the fucking phone and call me back or I'm comin' over there." was I slurring? No, I'm not drunk. I call back.

"I didn't mean to lose my temper. It's gettin' late and the floor is moving. I love you bunny." I fall on the couch dropping my phone to the floor falling into a drunken slumber.

I woke up with a headache from hell. Who gets drunk on a Wednesday? Somehow I make it to the shower with my cock throbbing between my legs. There's no way I'll be able to stroke myself without thinking of Kenna and I feel like if I do, then I'll cry. I never cried while orgasming and I don't want to see what it's like so I take a freezing shower.

Everything looked happy and sunny outside. It was disgusting. I curled my lip at the happy day walking to my office and shutting myself in.

A knock at my door and Dan came in.

"You know you left a thirty minute voicemail on Kenna's phone?" Dan was trying hard not to laugh.

"Fuck off."

"Did you pass out? She was so worried. Don't tell her I told you but she came over to check on you last night after you said the couch was moving. The chair? I don't remember but something was moving so she came to check on you." he gave up all pretenses of trying not to laugh. He was really enjoying this. At least I know she still cares.

I kicked him out wanting to sequester myself on my island of self pity. I needed to get work done but I really needed to think of a way to get my woman back. I had a lot to think about. My mind was jumbled bouncing from idea to idea not really grasping anything or finding things to stick to to show her how much I love her. I'm worried but I'm not that worried because the fact that she came over to check on me last night means she still loves me.

Day after day I constantly question if I can deal with the antics and dramatics that Kenna is prone to. I love her but is this something I'm willing to deal with for the rest of my life? Is she always going to go overboard when we have a disagreement? I admit what I did was wrong but honestly I don't know what she expected of me.

She knew how I felt about her and Sean and she chose him, of all people, to plan something for me. I didn't need it to be extra special. All I needed was her to be with me. Didn't she know that that's what would have made the trip perfect? I'm not sure loving her to the fullest will be enough for me to be able to deal with this tomfoolery. I need her to be able to talk to me like an adult instead of ignoring me like a middle school break up.

I decided that I did still want her. Even though she is being a bit childish at the moment I still love everything about her. If she needs time then I can give her time but how long am I willing to wait for her to forgive me. I've heard of people holding grudges but I have never seen someone in person hold a grudge like this. Although she may need her space to think, that won't deter me from trying to right my wrong.

Two and a half months passed without a word from Kenna. Damn near three fucking months. Isn't this a little excessive? I know I dropped the ball but seriously? I tried buying her things, sending her flowers filling her office up with flowers but then Dan told me she hates flowers.

I would come by the house but Dan or Sadie would send me away, I left cute little notes for her, sent her balloons, reserved fancy hotels, reserved fancy restaurants, I sent her certificates to spas and I even sent her to get her nails and cute little toes done. She used the manicure and pedicure though. I'm at a loss for what to do to get her back.

Brigid has been around a lot more trying to make sure I was fine. I wasn't fine. The reunion is today and I had nobody to take. I sent a quick text to Brigid asking if she would go with me. I called Kenna to leave a message but as usual she didn't respond. It felt like I cried every damn day I missed her so much.

I'm starting to forget what she feels like or what she tastes like. Technically speaking I should be over her but she's like a drug, and I need my fix. I usually go for the tall slim ladies because the long legs drove me crazy but now all I want is Kenna's dark brown skin shining beneath me with her short legs and thick thighs wrapped around me. I wanted to watch her smooth back, sweat gleaming like diamonds with my hands gripping her waist while pumping inside of her sweet pocket clutching me knowing I was home. I needed to feel her breath on my neck as she moaned my name and sweet nothings to me as I was buried deep inside of her. I feel like I haven't been fucked in thirty years.

My doorbell rang and I went to open it to reveal Brigid looking drop dead gorgeous as always. I motion for us to leave but she stops me.

"Uh Axl you look like shit. Is...is that a ketchup stain on your shirt? Come on you are definitely changing." she pulls me to my room tugging my shirt over my head then disappearing into the closet.

"I take it the Kenna situation isn't fixed yet." she calls from the closet.

"You would be right." I mumble.

"All right buddy I'm helping. We're gonna win Kenna back because I hate seeing you like this. You can barely fit any of your shirts because all you do is workout way too hard in the gym. The other day you were in there for three hours. Operation Kenna is underway." she dropped a shirt on my lap leaving me to dress myself.

At the reunion I could tell my parents were pissed at me. I told them everything that happened and I got a good tongue lashing for the things I said to the woman I considered more precious than air. My mom could barely look at me. I have never made her this disappointed in me before, I'm not sure if she'll forgive me. I'm not sure I forgive me.

Eddie was taking a liking to Brigid, they vanished from the cookout once everyone finished eating.

"I leave and you fuck up everything BFG." Sebastien shook his head as he handed me a drink.

"I don't need you up my ass too man." I say dejected.

"You know Kenna better than anyone right?" I didn't answer so he repeated, "Right!"

"I thought I did."

"Then why the fuck would you do all that stuff when you know damn well she wouldn't like any of those things you sent to her."

I lift my head up confused because I never told him any of those things. I was too embarrassed to divulge all the sappy romantic things that I did to get in Kenna's good graces.

"Huh?" I'm baffled.

"Oh uh well I uh I have been talking to Kenna. We exchanged numbers when you brought her to dinner a while back." Sebastien has been pushing up on my woman.

"What the fuck BAM. I told you to stay away from Kenna. She's mine." I grab onto his collar.

"Chill dude. It's all platonic I promise." his hands are up in surrender.

"Sorry, I guess I have a little pent up anger." I drop my hands from his shirt.

"Hey baby bro where's Kenna?" Connor asks walking up to Sebastien and me.

"Do us both a favor and don't ask." Sebastien said.

"Damn Axl I knew you would fuck it up somehow. Mind if I give it a go?" I guess Connor really doesn't like living.

"She is mine." I push through gritted teeth.

"Whatever you say man. Hey who's that girl you brought with you? It seems like Eddie is finally out of his shitty mood he's been in lately." Connor mentioned turning his head looking for Eddie.

"Oh that's my friend Brigid. I actually brought her here because I thought you two would hit it off but I guess I chose the wrong brother." I shrug apologetically to Connor.

"I think my tastes have changed recently." Connor had a sly smile on his face.

"Join the club." Sebastien toasted him.

I eye them suspiciously wondering if there was something veiled in there somewhere. Not really finding one, I moved to the table with my grandfather who we all call Pops.

"What's this I hear about you shackin' up with a colored girl?" shocked I blinked at Pops before I spoke.

"Kenna is black Pops not colored. And yes she is, was my girlfriend." I never know what tenses to use for what me and Kenna have now that we're at a standstill in our relationship.

"I tell ya son, you look like shit cooked twice. What's got you down?"

"Pops I messed up with Kenna, big time. And I don't know how to fix it." I was out of options.

"You walk right up to her and say 'woman snap out of it' give her a kiss and a smack on the ass and she'll be yours again." what kind of savagery did they do back in the day?

"Uh Pops I'm not sure if that is how we handle things anymore." I laugh uncomfortably.

"Pish posh, women are real easy son. All you have to do is show them who's boss. They don't want some pansy assed man who won't claim what's theirs." in a way he was right, without all the misogyny.

"I'll give it a try, thanks Pops." I get up to make my way to my truck.

On my drive I try to practice what I'm going to say to her. I keep wondering if they will even let me see her. I love her too much to allow this relationship to fall apart because of my bull headedness. I was wrong and I could admit that but I still can't help but think all of this was going too far. Honestly it's going on three months and she's still mad. She should have been over this by now.

I pull up to Kenna's house ringing the doorbell. Again Dan answered.

"Axl she doesn't want to see you." Dan said sternly.

"I don't care. I want to see her." I pushed him out the way to see Kenna on the couch with Sadie sitting between her legs as Kenna braided her hair.

"Kenna we are going to talk now. No more avoiding, no more ignoring, no more cold shoulder. I am talking to you right fucking now." I step over to her and Sadie moves out of my way. I pluck her off the couch, throw her over my shoulder and take her to her room.

"Put me down you crazy caveman." she's squirming on my shoulder. I kick the door closed with my foot then tenderly place her on her feet.

"Bunny I'm so sorry. I didn't mean anything that I said. I was wrong, so so wrong. Please take me back."

"No." my head snapped back.

"No?"

"No Axl."

"Why the hell not?" I took a deep breath trying not to lose my temper.

"You said some hurtful things to me. You say you didn't mean it but you said it anyways. If you didn't mean it, then why did you say it?"

"That's why you're mad? You're mad because I said things that I didn't mean to?" this is ridiculous. I said I was sorry and that I didn't mean it. I really didn't even believe the things I said to her. Her back went straight and she placed her hands on her hips.

"Yes that is why I'm mad. First, you don't get to dictate how long I stay mad and second why would you say those hateful things to me Axl?"

"Because I had to hurt you how you hurt me or how I thought you hurt me."

"There, right there. Why would you intentionally say anything that you know is a sensitive spot for me? Do you know how cruel that is Axl? I shared something with you that is very personal and vulnerable about me. At the very first moment you thought I had wronged you, you decided to throw that in my face. I felt betrayed because you know how I feel about not being able to express my emotions properly. I have told you how many people called me a manipulative bitch. You knew and you still used it against me. I don't think I could forgive you for that because you really broke my trust. How could I ever trust that you wouldn't throw another one of my secrets in my face?"

Kenna was right. Why do we do and say things like that to the people we love? She did trust me with her vulnerabilities and I stomped on them. I will spend the rest of my life apologizing to her if that's what she wanted. I dropped to my knees pulling her to me resting my head on her soft little tummy.

"Bunny I'm so sorry. Please I'm so sorry. I promise I'll never do anything like that ever again. I'll do whatever you want. I'll build that library you want in my spare room, I'll pay for your next hair appointment, I'll buy you a never ending supply of those cotton candy grapes you like, I'll do anything just please take me back." I thought I was through with all the crying and yet here I was crying into her crotch.

"Fine take me on a shopping spree wherever I choose and there is no limit." her arms were crossed looking down at me.