“Okay. You really like ovens,” I chuckled.
“No. I really like to cook, and this is the best money can buy. I mean it’s a $5,000 oven.”
I shrugged, “It came with the apartment.”
Kendall looked around the apartment with awe.
“Hey, Kendall,” I heard Penny’s sweet voice welcome him.
“Hey, did you take a look at his place,” Kendall walked over the sliding doors that led to the balcony overlooking the ocean.
“Whoa,” she shook her head and followed Kendall to the sliding doors.
“Did you buy this place or rent it?” Kendall asked.
“Rent,” I went over to the sliding door and opened it.
Penny stood near the doorway while Kendall went over to the ledge and looked down. There was a giant grin on his face as he took a seat in the chair.
“This. Is. Amazing . . .” he looked at me with awe.
“It really is,” Penny mumbled as she looked around the inside the apartment and then back at the ocean.
Right, this is the first time she has actually seen the apartment without being distracted. I let out a little chuckle as my mind replayed our little romp.
“How much is this place a month?” Kendall asked while gripping the arms of the chair.
“Twelve,” I crossed my arm and inched toward Penny who was still afraid to get on the balcony.
“Twelve hundred? A month?” Penny’s eyes widened.
“Shit. That’s nothing; I’m already paying that much a month for my shitty apartment.”
I let out a little chuckle, “No. Twelve thousand a month.”
I watched them both as I shattered their naive minds.
Kendall gasped as he did mental math, “T-that’s $144,000. A YEAR!”
“It’s better than paying the 2.6 million,”
“Hmm — well — yeah,” Kendall nodded mindlessly. “Yeah, that makes sense.”
“What do you do again?” Penny asked me even though she already knew the answer. She was still shocked from the numbers and I don’t blame her. I definitely don't look like a successful man with my hair bun and my tanned skin. I looked more like a surfer.
“Aren't you like a designer or something?” Kendall muttered.
“No. I’m an architect.”
“Damn. It pays well,” he looked back into the apartment with a smile.
“When you work at a big company that also allows you to design large million dollar houses on the side. Yeah, pays really well.”
Kendall shook his head with a smile, “I want your life.”
I let out a chuckle and sat down on the chair across from Kendall, “I was like you at your age. You have time.”
Kendall looked over at Penny then back at me as he noticed our wet hair. He narrowed his eyes as he looked at Penny’s neck.
“Is that a hickey?” he asked Penny who was already turning pink.
“Yeah,” I focused on Kendall as the pieces began to fall into place.
Penny tried to hide her hickey with her hair and backed a little into the apartment. I could tell she wanted to just go under a rock and hide.
“Who gave you —,” Kendall’s eyes were on me as he figured out the answer.
He took a deep breath and looked over at Penny. He looked like an older brother who had just figured out what his little sister had done.
“Can we talk in private,” Kendall addressed only me.
I nodded and looked over at Penny who already got the hint, walking across the apartment and into my room. We sat in silence as Kendall tapped his sneakers on the floor. The tapping became louder and louder with each second.
“What do you want to talk about?” I finally asked.
“I just — I have some questions,” his jaw clenched.
“Okay, so ask them.”
“Are you dating Penelope?”
I hesitated because I wasn’t expecting this to be the first question.
“I’ll take that as a no,” Kendall shook his head and scoffed. “I guess you’re the only exception.”
“What do you mean?”
“Penelope has been telling me for years that she only wants to have sex with a guy she is in a serious relationship with. But I guess you where the exception to that rule.” He let out a heavy angry sigh, “I know your type. You’re just like me. I know how you can hurt Penelope if you aren't careful. If you just use her for fun. If you use her for a few months and then leave —”
“I’m not using her,” I growled at the thought of Kendall thinking I was just using Penny for sex. Even when I first saw her mounted on top of that purple dildo I didn’t want to just fuck her. I wanted her to be mine. “She’s means more to me then you think, and I would never hurt her.”
There was a moment of silence as we traded intense eye contact.
“Good. Penelope is the only person in my life I can actually rely on or even trust. If you were to ever hurt her —,” he shook his head.
“Alright, kid. Come on,” I chuckled. “No need to go all parental on me.”
We both laughed as the tension between us died down. We didn’t have the personality to be serious for too long.
We watched the waves hit the shore until I heard Kendall cough, “So — how’s the sex,” he raised his eyebrows.
I shook my head, “Hell. No, I don’t kiss and tell.”
Kendall’s smile was genuine. “Good, that's what I like to hear,” he was happy that I respected Penny as much as he did.
After a few more minutes spent staring out the window, Kendall let out a powerful laugh.
“You know her dad is going to freak out? He can barely handle me and all I did was kiss her.”
“Yeah . . . to be honest I haven’t really thought about that yet. I want to keep it on the down low until we got closer and I can actually talk to him.”
“What’s going to happen when you leave?”
“I don’t know,” I mumbled as I ran my hand through my hair. I really haven't thought about that yet. I’ve been ‘living in the moment’ my whole life, and it feels weird to think about my future.
I took a deep breath and watched the ocean. I never thought I would ever feel this way about a woman in my entire life.
Kendall got up from his seat and stretched, looking over the edge, “You know I probably should have guessed something was up. With the taxi ride and inviting us here and the nickname.” He looked at me with a dry face, “Aside from her mother you are the only one that calls her Penny. You’re the only one she allows to call her by that name.”
21
Cedric
Hot Sand
“Holy shit!!” Penny jumped on the burning sand, “Why the fuck is it so hot!” She hopped on each foot as she fumbled to put on her flip-flops.
I ran up in front of her and threw my hands behind me, “Hop on.”
Penny giggled and hopped on my back, she wrapped her legs around me tightly as if she was afraid that I was going to drop her. I wasn't going to drop my baby girl.
“Thanks,” she giggled as she rested her chin on my neck. She took a deep breath while pressing her chest against me. “This place feels like a dream, like any second I am going to wake up in my bed in Baltimore.”
“Well, if you do wake up in Baltimore just know that I will be in the guest room,” she giggled, hugging me tighter.
“Wait. Where are we going?” Penny looked behind her shoulder as I walked away from the crowded beach.
“I know a spot. Don't worry, you’ll love it.”
She kissed my neck and then gave it a little suck.
“Hey, no hickeys. I have to go into work tomorrow,” I growled.
“Okay,” she sucked on my skin harder this time.
“Penelope . . .” my breath got heavy and deep as I gripped her legs.
“Cedric . . .” she moaned sexually to convince me she should continue.
I couldn't say no to her. She moaned back into my neck and sucked harder. All I could do was
imagine her sucking the life out of my cock, looking up at me with those big brown soulful eyes.
Her tight lips around my neck made a popping sound, “Now we’re even.” She kissed my hickey and went back to her innocent self, as if she had done nothing wrong.
“How are you liking Florida so far?” I changed the topic to let myself cool down for a little bit. Well, at least until we got to my spot.
“I’m loving it,” she adjusted her hug around my neck. “I thought I would hate the weather, but — but it’s perfect,” she sighed heavily. “I want to live here.”
“So why don’t you?” I chuckled. Trying to hide the fact that I have been thinking about this since we landed in Miami. I felt Penny’s mood change as her grip loosened up.
“You can come live with me in Miami after I finish my work in Baltimore,” I finally said what was on my mind.
Penny unwrapped her legs and dropped down on the hot sand. I turned around to see her looking down at her feet. She looked up at me with her brown eyes filled with silent tears.
“Penny, what’s wrong?” I lightly touched her cheek as a tear strolled down her face.
“This. This is wrong. You can't just ask me to move in with you. This is supposed to be a fling. How do you expect me to not get attached to you if you keep trying to —,” she sniffed and wiped her tears with her palm. She was angry with me and sad like she knew what we had was going to end. But that's not how I felt.
I smiled down at her, which made her smile. “Penny,” I got closer to her and wrapped my arms under her ass and lifted her up. I gave her a kiss on her soft red lips as a grin appeared. “This isn’t a fling, it was never a fling and you know it. I meant it when I said you were mine. Because guess what?” I gave her a passionate kiss and bit her bottom lip. “You’re all mine,” I gritted.
Penny let out a little moan and wrapped her body tightly around me. I started walking a few more steps toward the perfect spot even though there was no one around us anymore. I threw my towel on the sand but Penny didn’t get off of me right away.
“So, I guess I didn't break my rule after all?”
“Ohaha no, you broke your rule,” I laughed as I unwrapped her from my body. “But lucky for you, you just happened to break it with the right guy who is completely and utterly . . . devoted to you.” I looked into her warm eyes while her smile, hotter than the Florida sun, melted me.
I felt my heart race like it did this morning when I watched her sleep next to me. I grunted as I dropped on the beach towel.
I wasn’t ready to admit I was in love . . . but I think I was.
My mouth watered as Penny slowly slipped her shorts off revealing her full bathing suit. It was a one-piece floral bathing suit with a large V cut in the middle that went all the way down to her bellybutton. The V was laced up and you couldn't really get a full peek at her cleavage, which made it a tease. She turned around and I instantly got a boner. The bathing suit showed off just the right amount of her perfect ass.
She looked over her shoulder, taking along hard look at my crotch, my visible bulge, while she licked her lips. She slowly sat down exposing her flower patterned pussy to me. She sat between my legs then wiggled her ass closer to my cock making sure there was only a few millimeters of fabric between us.
“Do you see something you like, Daddy?” she teased me.
I slowly pressed my cock into her while I grabbed the back of her swim suit and pulled it up, making sure the fabric disappeared between her round cheeks. “I swear, if you keep teasing me I’m going to drag you back to the apartment and fuck you so hard that the only thing you will scream is my name,” I growled deep in my throat.
“What if that’s what I want?” Penny moaned as her brown eyes twinkled at me over her shoulder.
I moved my hands to the back of her neck where I undid the top of her swimsuit. I grabbed the straps and pulled them down under her breasts, showing off her perfect tits to the ocean.
“Or I can take you right here. Right now,” I tugged on her nipples and watched Penny go into hypersensitive mode as she muttered. “Yes, Daddy,” under her breath.
She gasped letting out a sexy little scream when I grasped her tits then slapped them, hard, finalizing that last time she was going to be touched by me before we got to the apartment. I delicately brought the straps back up and tied them together.
“Now, let’s get in the water,” I stood up and looked over at the woman I loved, her body frozen from my mini torment.
Yeah.
I nodded to myself with no hesitation this time.
She’s the one. She’s the woman I love.
22
Penelope
Lucky Penny
“Penny?” I looked up and saw Cedric giving me a look with those eyes. I looked around the giant glass building feeling out of place and unwanted. I don't belong here. I was never going to work for a company this big.
I looked down at my flowy floral sundress and started to freak out. I look like I’m ready to go to the beach. My heart was racing like a jet engine. I can’t meet Cedric’s co-workers. I just think —
“I need to go back and change my clothes,” I interrupted my own thoughts. I turned around, my dress twirling with me.
“Penelope,” I heard a deep voice order me.
My body listened to Cedric before I could even think. I turned around, plumped out my bottom lip and stomped a few times as I walked toward the sexiest man I have ever seen. My man. Cedric was wearing a pair of fitted light beige pants that hugged his godly legs just right and a blue button down that enhanced the icy blue of his eyes enough to melt my panties. An electric chill ran from my chest all the way to my clit. I took a deep breath and looked up at Cedric.
“Don’t even think you can get your way because of those eyes,” he smirked.
“I don’t think I should be here —”
“Penelope. We are going to go upstairs and you’re going to talk with the interior designers. I’ll be gone for maybe an hour to handle something,” Cedric brushed his large hands against my cheeks as he tucked my hair behind my ears. He kissed my forehead and I felt aroused and protected by his actions.
“Okay,” I agreed.
I was freaking out for no reason, well . . . that’s not true. Cedric and I made an agreement about what would happen today. He said if I want to be an interior designer then he would pay for my schooling, but the catch was that I would have to move in with him.
I swallowed my nervousness and looked up at Cedric who was concentrated on his phone. I smiled to myself and started to blush at the thought of being near Cedric all the time. I wanted to move in with Cedric. I wanted to be with him for a very long time, but if I move, I’ll be leaving my dad all alone in Baltimore. Not to mention I would have to tell my dad about Cedric.
OMG.
I would have to tell my dad about us.
Why didn't I think about this before?
OMG.
My breathing was short and rapid. “We have to tell my dad?” I looked up at Cedric with fear. My mind was thinking about the worse scenarios.
How the fuck did I miss this detail?
“Did you just realize this right now?” Cedric chuckled.
“Yeah — I just. He won't take this well. Oh my god. This is not going to go well. You see how he is about Kendall. How is he going to react to us — oh my god — he is going to never talk to me again,” I started panicking.
He gave me a tight hug to calm me down and calmly spoke. “Why don’t you let me worry about that? I know how to talk to him and make him understand. All you have to do is keep your dirty little secret a secret,” he gave me a piercing wink and a passionate kiss that made me weak in the knees.
I moaned into his mouth as his hands wandered along my back and down to my ass. “Ohhh, I can keep a secret,” I pulled on his collar and pressed his lips harder into mine. Cedric let out a quiet but powerful moan.
“Good girl,” Cedric gripped a handful of my ass.
> I let out a loud moan that was covered up by the bing of the elevator. Cedric grabbed my hand and pulled me down a long hallway. We got closer to a glass meeting room that had different swatches of fabrics, colors and drawings pinned all over a wall. I looked over at the table, and in the middle, there was a mini version of a wooden chair with leather cushions. I focused my eyes to the two people in the room, a man and a woman, who were arguing about which kind of leather to use.
Cedric knocked once on the glass door and the conversation halted abruptly. He opened the glass door and both people greeted Cedric simultaneously.
“Good morning, Mr. Mount.”
“Mornin’,” Cedric looked down at the chair prototype then looked at me with a smile. “This is Penny. I want you guys to show her around the office and tell her about your job and responsibilities. I’ll leave you guys alone and I will probably be back in less than an hour.”
“Yes, sir,” the young man replied.
“I’ll try to make it quick so we can get home faster,” Cedric leaned into my ear to whisper. “I’ll see you later,” he lips lightly touched my ear with a kiss.
The older woman crossed her arms and looked me up and down.
“I’m Andrew and this is Polly,” the guy pointed at the woman who seemed like she was settling into the idea of me being here.
“Hi,” I said with no emotion and a one second smile. You think after so many years working at the restaurant I would be better at talking to people.
“Hmm, we haven’t done this before. So, I guess we can talk about what we are doing now since Mr. Tate is coming soon. We are working on a new chair design for one of Mr. Mount’s old customers, the Sion family, wants something new in their household that also fits in with their existing style,” he pointed at a white living room picture.
“Does Mr. Tate always finalize the product?”
“When it comes to Mr. Mount —”
“Yes. He can’t design for shit. Well, let me rephrase that. He’s amazing with the outside and layout design, but when it comes to picking out the right closet doors or even paint? Forget it.” Polly let out a laugh.
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