Forever Changed Part One: A College Bully RH Romance (Forever Changed Duet Book 1)

by Amber Nicole

  You don’t belong here.

  Go home you hillbilly skank.

  Why me? What the hell have I done to these girls? I just wanted to come to college and experience all it had to offer. I never wanted to spend my days being harassed and mistreated and my nights crying until I pass out only to be woken by my dickhead neighbor. I’m exhausted. Mentally, emotionally, physically exhausted, and so over all their shit. It’s time I stood up for myself and said to hell with them. I’ve passed all their little tests and trials. I’ve put up with all the drama and never said a thing back. I kept a pretty little smile on my face all the while they hurt, demean, and try to break me down. But no more. I glance in the mirror and give myself a pep talk. Watch out bitches, Carson Matthews is no push over and it’s time you met the real her.

  I pull up my big girl panties and fix my makeup before rushing to class. I know I’m late at this point, but I don’t want to leave Jase stranded with our presentation. This week's topic was ‘falling for your bully’ and we had to come up with a slideshow depicting movies and TV shows that had this subject. I was shocked with how many early 2000 shows had this. I don’t see it much in shows these days, but I’ve read many books like that. While I was doing research I came across a show called ‘Veronica Mars’ and I’m hooked. Logan is just yummy and gives me East vibes if I’m being honest.

  I walk in the door and give Jen a wave. Jennifer Robbins is a total anomaly. She hates being called ‘professor' or Ms. Robbins. She’s wild, eccentric, outspoken and I love her. But fuck don’t ever call her ma’am. I thought she was going to shove her Louis Vuittons up my ass.

  I slide into the seat beside Jase and am gifted with a huge smile, “Hey, I thought I wouldn’t see you after all.”

  I lean over and press my lips to his, then back away and dig through my bag for my folder. Thanks to those assholes in the hall my papers are not in order. “Sorry. I needed a moment, but I’m all good now,” I tell him, still rifling through my bag for something. “Shit. I can’t find my notecards. Please tell me you brought yours,” I say, turning to face him. His eyes are glued to my mouth and his cheeks are a little red. “Jase.”

  He snaps out of it and nods his head yes. Clearing his throat he moves to his own bag and pulls out the cards I’d made for him.

  I sigh with relief and take them. “Thank god you have yours, we’ll just have to share,” I say with a wink, and he smiles.

  I watch a few classmates give their presentations and know that ours is infinitely better, but it’s not a competition.

  After we are all done, Jen goes on a rant about how we are all innately attracted to things that could cause us pain, it's a biological reaction and not our faults. I’m not sure I agree, but I can admit the feelings I have toward East could count as enemies to lovers. The other guys haven’t hurt me yet. Hopefully they don't. I can only take so much, before I snap.

  “Well if any of you beautiful people ever get fed up with another person and want to just love yourself, you know where to find me. I always have things on hand,” Jen says, and I burst out laughing. Jase leans over and whispers, “You won’t ever need something fake with me around. I could satisfy you all night long.” I bite my lip and wrap a hand around his neck, pulling him closer to me, so I can tease him back. “If I said I was all in, and I wanted you to take me somewhere and prove it. What would you do?” I place a small kiss on his neck, then back away. He gulps and gives me a look full of heat. Jen claps, pulling our attention back to the front. I watch from the corner of my eye as he adjusts himself, leaning back and spreading his legs wide. I squirm in my chair and his lips quirk a little. I don’t know what the hell I’m doing, but I really want to find out.

  “Okay class, great day today. No homework this time, enjoy the weekend. Do something crazy and wild. Enjoy life while you're young,” Jen says, then walks over to the desk and grabs her bag. Jase stands and offers me his hand, helping me from my seat. He leans down and kisses me hard. I wrap my arms around his neck, pressing my lips harder to his. My cheeks heat and my heart races, not to mention the state of my panties. He pulls away, tugging me to the door. I glance behind me and Jen gives me a wink. I smile and wave, before following him to the elevator. I take a deep breath in and out trying to get the nerve to proposition him. “Hey, so I know you wanted to do dinner, but do you think maybe we can just stay in? Get some takeout and watch a movie or something?” I ask, and his eyes light up. He clears his throat quickly, “Yeah, that sounds like a good plan. How about I pick up some chinese and I’ll meet you at your dorm in say”—he checks his watch before continuing—“four hours? That gives me time to get through practice and shower.”

  I give him a huge, grateful smile. “Sounds perfect. Thank you, Jase,” I say leaning up to give him a quick kiss on the cheek, he turns his head at the last second.

  “You keep doing that,” I scold him. He shoots me a wink, then rushes off. I watch him go for a moment, before spinning to head to my next class.

  e

  “Okay, I’m so full. I couldn’t eat another bite.” I groan, leaning back onto Jase’s chest. He showed up thirty minutes earlier than planned and kissed me stupid, until he had to go grab our food. When he came back he’d cooled down and put a movie on so we could eat while it was hot. Now that we’re done, I know things are about to heat back up. His hand keeps moving closer to the apex of my thighs. I wiggle and his chest moves from his silent laughter. I lean back to look at him, his eyes watch me for a moment before his lips attack mine. I gasp and he takes full advantage. His tongue swoops in tangling with mine, swallowing my moans as he slides his finger under the band of my shorts. I’m not wearing panties, and he groans, dipping his finger lower. “You're so wet, so tight,” he says, trying to push his finger inside farther. I whimper and he rolls me to my back, kissing down my stomach, before ripping my shorts off and shoving his face between my thighs. “Oh,” I shout as he attacks my pussy with his tongue and teeth. Not taking his time now. I’m right on the edge, when he shoves a finger in hard. I explode, drenching his face and he moans. He cleans me up, then brings his lips back to mine. I ignore the taste and kiss him hard. He grinds into me with his hard cock and I toss my head back. I use the heels of my feet trying to pull down his sweats and he laughs, reaching back to help me. His cock springs free and I tense as I feel the smooth, hard skin, rubbing along my slit.

  Am I ready for this? I am almost nineteen years old for crying out loud. It’s time. Jase is so sweet and I have real genuine feelings for him. Plus after experimenting with Connor and Lay I know he’s the one I want to do this with. I’m falling for Connor and I know if I were to give him this, it would end up hurting him. He says he’s okay with sharing me, but I know it’s killing him that I don’t want to commit. I’m just not ready. All my life I’ve been stuck in Memphis’ web, and now that I’m free, I can see what I have missed, and all the other amazing opportunities I could have had. I don’t want to settle down. Doesn’t mean I want to go wild and bang a bunch of random dudes, but I do want to just be young and have some fun. He rubs against me harder, and I gasp. I stop staring at his abs, and look up to his eyes. He’s watching me. I try to get out of my head and let the sensations take over but I just can’t. I mean I’ve never even given a blow job. Shouldn’t I try that first before having sex? God I am so naive, how do I go about telling him I want his dick in my mouth? I starfish on the bed and huff, covering my hands over my face. He freezes. “Is everything okay?” he asks hesitantly. I nod, then shake my head with a moan. Climbing off, I grab his arm, not letting him leave. He bends down and pulls his sweats back on, before sitting beside me. The bed dips and his fingers gently pull my other hand from my face. He looks down at me with concern. “Cara what’s wrong?” I laugh nervously and sit up, grabbing a pillow to cover my lap. I take a deep breath and gaze into his gorgeous hazel eyes, so much like his brother’s, but also uniquely different.

  “I’ve never done this before. Gah, now you think I’m lame.”
I snort and cover my eyes with both hands again. He gently removes one, and kisses my palm.

  “No Cara, I think you’re sweet. I would be honored to be your first, but only if this is truly what you want.”

  It is. He’s given me so much pleasure and I want to return the favor. I slowly reach up and give him a chaste kiss. Then look him in the eyes, and nod. I’m not sure I could speak now if I even tried. I’m shaking like a leaf with nerves. I’ve seen how big he is, how will I ever fit that in my mouth? “I don’t think I’m ready to go all the way yet, but um, maybe you could help me give you a blowjob?” He jumps from the bed, rips his pants off, and lies back down, leaning over he kisses me hard and takes my hand placing it on his rock hard dick, moving it up and down slowly, then faster. He groans into my mouth and I back away. I glance down and keep stroking him, while kissing his neck, chest, going lower like he did to me. When I reach his cock, I give it a small kiss on the tip, before licking the slit on top. A liquid drips and I lick that up too. He groans, fisting his hands to his sides. It’s a bit sour, tangy, but not unpleasant. I stroke him once more, before placing my mouth over the tip and sucking lightly. His hips jump up, shoving him a little deeper. I glance his way and he’s biting his fist. I stop sucking and he falls out of my mouth with a pop sound. His eyes flash and nostrils flare as I start to lick him like a tootsie pop, just can’t bite. That’s one thing I’ve learned from listening to my friends talk about their experiences. That, and to play with his balls. I reach down and give them a little tug and he groans louder. I take a deep breath then try to deepthroat him. I gag and saliva starts to drip down to the base. Yeah, that didn’t work. Why is he so damn big? I use my hand to make up for not being able to swallow him like Lay can, and I can’t stop gagging, but everytime I do he grunts, so maybe he likes it?

  “Fuck baby, I need to …” he groans thrusting his hips up making me gag harder. My mouth is starting to hurt so I nod. Fingers thread through my hair and he tugs, making me moan. My scalp is tender thanks to Ella earlier, but I can’t say I hate it. He takes over, thrusting faster, and shoving me down harder. His legs start to shake so I think he’s close. I reach down and tug his balls. He taps my arm, “Fuck baby I’m going to bust.”

  But I suck harder, making him shout, before coming in my mouth. I swallow what I can but some still dribbles out. He lets me go and I sit up, wiping my mouth on my arm. I glance his way, but his arm is over his eyes, and he’s panting hard.

  “I’m sorry. I’m so bad. I made a huge mess,” I say quietly, embarrassed. He bursts out laughing and leans up, kissing me sweetly. “You are so adorable, Cara. That was amazing.” Oh okay then. I give him a small smile, then he kisses me more, pulling me back to the bed. We don’t bother putting our bottoms back on. I pull the blanket over us and he presses play on my laptop again. We cuddle and I am just about asleep when he comments, “Someday I want you and Lay both to blow me.”

  Well fuck. Now I’m horny again.

  Thirty-Two

  Jase

  I leave Cara’s room after she falls asleep. I wish I could stay the whole night, but I have to get home and help plan for the next party. Halloween is a big deal here. I shoot her a quick text so she knows I didn’t bail and start the short walk home. I pass Penny and my good mood instantly deflates. “Ah, just the little worker bee I was looking for,” she says with a big smile on her face. I sigh and keep walking. “I don’t have time right now, Pen. I have to get home,” I say and she growls, “Do not call me Pen.” I stop and face her, “You’re right, I’m sorry. What’s up?” I ask and she smiles, turning on her phone, playing a video I have seen many times. She flashes it in my face and I just catch the trees, and shovels that East and Lay are holding, covered in sweat and dirt. A shiver runs down my spine and I sigh in defeat. “What do you want, Penny?” I say softly, giving in to whatever she wants, because I love my family and I will do anything to protect them. “I want Carson Matthew’s heart on a platter, Jase, and I think it’s time you delivered. I want to wake up and her to be gone.” I glance back at Jhonson Hall at the innocent, sweet girl who lies asleep, cuddling her pillow just inside that brick building. I turn back to Penny, “Why? What did she ever do to you to deserve such hatred?” She looks off into the empty courtyard and shrugs. “She was born. Get it done, Jase, or daddy will be getting an interesting wake up call soon,” she says, before patting my cheek condescendingly and walking towards Kippa House.

  I roar into the night and jog home. I hate her. I hate her with a passion. I reach the steps and stop, staring up at the night sky. I need a sign or something to tell me what I should do, because I don’t know how much more of this I can handle.

  I take a quick shower, then climb into bed. Lay is sprawled in the middle, covered in sweat. Fuck, I should have been here for him. I fix the blankets, then roll over on my side. I stare at the wall for a while, thinking of ways to fix this shit that we are in.

  Lay rolls over, cuddling into me, and I tense up. He stirs, waking up, and moves his hands up and down my back soothingly, helping me to relax. “What’s wrong, J?” he says in a rough voice, scooching closer to press his lips to my bare shoulder. I sigh and twist to face him. “I love you Lay,” I say, leaning over to kiss him. I pull back and gaze into his emerald green eyes. They shine back at me with so much love in them I have to look away. I can’t tell him about what Penny said. He’s doing a little better since the day at the farm. I haven’t had to wake him from a nightmare since. I wish I could bring his father back from the dead just so I could kill him again. Beat him to an inch of his life and leave him there broken and bleeding like he did to his son. “Hey, come back to me,” Lay says, running his hand down my back, gripping an asscheek. I groan and he gives me a mischievous smile. Sliding his hand over and gripping my hardening cock through my shorts. I reach down and grab his wrist gently, pulling it away. I would love to just get lost in his body right now, but I don’t think I could get my head in the game. I lean down and kiss him, moving his hand to his own cock. He moans softly into my mouth and I smile. “Let me take care of you, Lay,” I whisper, before kissing his neck and moving down his body. I pull his shorts off and his hard cock springs free, smacking his abs. Lay has a killer body. Toned, smooth, and an amazing cock, but what really gets me is his heart. Even after all the trauma he’s been through, he is one of the kindest, most caring people I know. A lot like Cara. I guess I have a certain type.

  I grip his cock firmly, and blow gently on the tip, he shudders and runs his hand through my hair, gripping gently. I may not be in the mood right now, but I can show him how much I love him. I suck him down until he hits the back of my throat, then move back up. I bob up and down until he can’t take it anymore and starts to control the pace by the grip of my hair. I think about the blow job Cara gave me, and smile around his cock, causing me to gag. He groans and I do it again. I don’t gag that much anymore, but I know he loves it when I do. I also know he loves when I squeeze his ass and press gently between his sack and his asshole. I do just that and he shouts, shooting off like a rocket. I swallow him down, moaning at the taste. He sits up shoving me to my back, before straddling me. I don’t have time to tell him it’s okay, before he's slowly inching my hard dick in his tight hole. I throw my head back on the bed and groan. Fuck. He feels incredible, clenching me tight. We haven’t done this in a while so I let him take his time. Once he’s fully seated on my cock, he places his knees on the bed and leans forward over my chest, kissing me hard, and slowly moving up and down. He whimpers into my mouth and I groan. He sits up and circles his hips, driving me insane. I thrust up a little and he moans, slowly stroking his hardening dick as I fuck up into him from below. I grip one of his hips, and take over stroking his cock as he rocks back and forth. My breaths start to come out in pants and sweat drips down my brow. He clenches again so I smack his tight little ass. I know what he’s trying to do. I pull him down on top of me and bite his lower lip, thrusting faster and faster. He starts to get loud, and I
know East will bitch that I didn't turn any music on, so I muffle his mouth with mine. I reach down and stroke him harder. I know he’s close, and I just need him to come so I can follow him. I smack his ass once more and sit up a bit sucking the tip of his dick in my mouth. That sets him off, shooting hot cum all over my tongue and lips. I groan, swallowing what I can and thrust a few more times, gripping his hips to hold him down and grind into him. I cum hard, filling his tight ass. I let him go and starfish on the bed, making him whimper. He collapses on top of me, panting hard. I don’t think I’ll need the gym today after that, but I do need a shower.

  e

  “Wow you look beautiful,” I tell Cara when she meets me at the coffee shop on campus. It’s not a lie. She really is one of the most genuinely sweet, beautiful people inside and out I have ever met. She beams as her cheeks pinken a little. God I love making her blush. I can’t wait until I can see it go farther than her neck. Tonight is the night according to Penny. I’m both looking forward to finally advancing our relationship and dreading what's to come. Sharing her with Lay was incredible and I can’t wait to do it again, but for her first time I just want it to be us. She deserves candles and romance and to be loved and cared for. I can't give her the first two, but I can give her the rest. My hands sweat and I’m nervous. “Thank you,” she says, as I hold the door open for her. She passes by and the scent of her body wash makes me wild.

  Walking over to the counter she places her order, but I don’t think I can stomach anything right now. We wait for her drink, then move to a booth in the corner.