their time together short or she’d never be able to let loose of him. He wasn't hers to keep, she needed to keep that in mind.
Tossing her things into her bag, she made her way toward Cole’s office. She needed to see him, well, she didn’t, need to, but for once, she actually wanted to.
After her head spinning, soul shattering, body breaking, time with Able, she found herself just wanting to feel normal, again. Cole was normal, for her, anyway. He always had a way of making her feel grounded. With Able, she was too in the air, too ready to fly, far, far away.
Since the night at her apartment, and Cole’s speech about doing what makes her happy, they had been spending a lot of time together. No more then they normally did, but it was a different kind of time.
Now, she allowed herself to be honest with him. She no longer tried to hold in her frustrations or her issues with the past. If she had a bad day and got stuck in what had happened between them, she told him. She told him when she was hurting and he left her be. When she was feeling happy and wanted his touch, he gave it to her, no questions asked.
It still felt kinda wrong, like in some way, she was giving him false hope, but he refused to allow her to take on that burden. He seemed to be accepting what they had, as what it was. Just two people with a thick history, who couldn't have one another but
couldn't seem to let go of each other, either. That fact, in itself, could crush Penny, if she allowed it, but she didn’t. She was just doing what he had told her to do, go with her gut.
After tapping on Cole’s office door, and not getting an answer, Penny instead, just opened it wide, finding the room empty. Glancing around she saw two large, two-way mirrors, one on each side of the office with a large, expensive looking desk in the center. One side, looked out on her dance studio, while the other, was the perfect view of the entire gym. Immediately, her eyes went right to where Cole was.
He was in the main section of the gym. Surrounded by a group of guy’s standing around him in a circle. He was sparing with a big guy, that looked more Viking than modern man. Sitting her gym bag down, she made her way over to the wall for a better look. And, just like so many years ago, her heart jerked in her chest with every move that Cole made.
He was an animal, a beautiful, masterful, skilled, animal. An absolute beast when it came to throwing down. He kicked and jabbed, flipped and tossed. He was everywhere and nowhere.
It had been thirteen years since she had seen him fight. It was even more beautiful now than she had remembered. He was so light on his feet, so sure, in every move he made.
His chest bare, she watched his muscles twist and stretch. She couldn’t help but to lick her lips as the sweat trickled down his body. His features were carved in stone, focused in, on the task at
hand. As if, it was actually a challenge for him. She had a pretty good feeling that wasn’t the case, though. No doubt, he could kick the guy's ass blindfolded and with one arm tied behind his back. Watching as all the power and control seeped from his muscled body, Penny found herself breathing heavy. Shifting from one foot to the other, she gripped her thighs together, trying to get at least, some type of friction where it counts.
Watching Cole kick ass, had a tingle growing deep in her core, a yearning that she couldn’t seem to push down. Not that she was really trying. For her, this fight was better than porn.
After bowing to the defeated man in front of him, Cole said a few words before the group quickly dissipated. Just then, his green eyes darted Penny’s way, or rather, in the way of the mirror she was standing behind. She could swear though, that he was looking right at her. It wouldn’t be that big of a surprise if he was. Cole always seemed to know, exactly where she was. Rather she wanted him to or not. A silly mirror, couldn’t stop Superman from seeing what he wanted to see or seeing, who, he wanted to see, for that matter.
A moment passed before he threw the mirror a wink. The cocky fucker was winking at his own reflection. A fact that had Penny rolling her eyes as she gave a little giggle.
"What a nice surprise, my love; how's your day?" Cole questioned, making his way into his office to find Penny, eyeing him like… well, he wasn’t really sure, exactly. Her look could mean one of two things, either, she was about to fuck him or she was about to hit him in the face. Woman are weird like that, sometimes you just really don’t know. Judging by, their, track record, he was leaning toward the hit. Though, he wasn’t really sure what he had done recently to deserve it. He’d been a damn Saint, ever since the Able situation went down. No fucking other chicks, no calling her drunk at three in the morning, no bullshit, whatsoever.
Having another man, walk in, and almost take your girl, will have a man cleaning up his act quicker than shit. It did for Cole, anyway. He saw the light, he knew it was time to buckle down and really put his best foot forward with Penny. If he didn’t, some other asshole was gonna come along, and this time, he might not be his best friend.
Able had been pretty easy to get rid of, really. The guilt part sucked and betraying his friend was shitty, but all and all, it went pretty smooth. Next time, Cole knew he might not be so lucky. So, he was doing everything he could, to make sure, that there never was a next time.
"Fuck me!"
Penny announced the order, in a flat tone, while looking him, dead in his eyes.
"What?!"
The look Cole gave, was one of a raised brow, confusion and not believing, for a minute, that he had just heard, what he thought he had. Penny didn’t care if he heard her or not, she would show him, instead. She walked right up to him, before dropping to her knees. Tugging down his gym pants, she gracefully hit the floor between his legs. Her hand snaked out, capturing his rod in her grip just as her lips wrapped around his tip.
"Holy fuck!" Cole breathed out as his eyes locked with hers. It was rare, rarer than rare that he ever got head from her. Usually, their exchanges were fast and dirty. Their lips would somehow meet, her guard would drop, and he would climb inside her as fast as he could, hoping, she didn’t change her mind. This was a nice change up. Though, he never was a big fan of her being on her knees. She was too good, in his eyes, to be sucking dick like a whore in a back alley. He was gonna let it play out, though, because as she looked up at him, he caught sight of a shine in her eyes that he hadn’t seen, aimed his way, in years.
Penny wasn't gonna waste any time. She wanted Cole, wanted to control all that power that he held inside of his being. She went to town, sucking and licking, enjoying how quickly he came to life for her.
Just as quickly as she had dropped to the floor, she popped back up, spinning around to wipe the desk clear, with one fast sweep of her arm. Her action, had papers flying and lamps smashing.
“Jesus woman, what the fuck, got into you?" Cole questioned, now, in complete shock.
He had never seen Penny act this way. He wasn't complaining, it was just very unlike her, is all. She wasn’t the type to be so forward. He was always the one to make the first move. That’s how, it, had always been.
Sometimes, when he was reaching for her, he could still see that young girl that she had been, so many years ago. The one who had trembled, just sitting on the edge of his hotel bed. The one who whimpered out his name while he pressed passed her virgin walls. Most days, she was still that shy little girl, when it came to sex. Of course, shy or not, she was still the best lay he had ever had, hands down, and that was saying something, considering some of the talented tail, he had been with.
"Stop talking and come fuck me… hard!" She demanded, stripping off her shorts and sports bra, before bending her body over his deck. She spread her cheeks nice and wide as she looked back his way, her eyes showing nothing but want.
Cole licked his lips, looking at her slick pussy lips, they were just begging to get fucked. He didn't say a word, just gripped his cock, stepping up behind her. With one solid thrust, he let her have it, all ten, rock solid, inches that he had to give. The hard thrust, he sent her way, had the air rushing as i
t left Penny’s lungs.
He went all out. If she wanted to be, fucked, that's just what she was gonna get. Ask, and ye shall receive. That was the Cole Conners way when it came to his, Penny Lane. He pounded her hard and fast. His fingers gripping her hips as he watched her watching him. She stayed looking back, with a look of lust that he had never really seen before. This was different, she, was being different.
His head jerked, when out of the corner of his eye, he caught site of ten men in the reflection of his offices, sneaky mirror. Each and every one, it appeared, was looking right at them, watching as he stuffed Penny’s box full of his cock, over and over again. Her tight, naked little body, was squirming on the table. The same table, he was never gonna wash again. He hoped her pussy would drip all over the wood, letting it soak in until his desk smelled of her pleasure for years to come. Every time he walked in, he wanted to sniff the air and find her arousal lingering there.
Of course, those men, weren’t, actually, seeing anything, besides themselves. The double sided mirror made sure of that.
A class was being held and all eyes were on the teacher in the front of the room, which just so happened to be the side of Cole’s office.
A filthy light bulb went off in his head, as a dirty smirk, crossed his features. Reaching down he grabbed a fist full of Penny’s hair, gently tugging until she stood up straight. It took some skill, but he managed to walk her, all the way over to the window, never pulling his cock, free of her.
Penny's breath, caught in her throat as she took in the sight of the ten men, looking her way. Her heart pounded and raced, for just a moment, before she remembered that they couldn't, really see her.
"Jesus, I thought they could see us for a minute, there.” Her words rushed out as Cole pressed her bare breasts up against the glass.
"Pretend, they can." He whispered into her ear from behind in a tone that set her body, to trembling.
It really did, appear, as if they were looking right at her. It was, more than a little, exciting.
"Oh fuck, that feels good!"
Penny panted into the glass as Cole reached around her front, rubbing hard circles on her bundle of nerves, while he slammed his toned hips, into her ass. His large cock, filling her with every stroke that he made. He used his free hand, gripping her hair to make sure her head stayed where it belonged, forcing her eyes to be on the strangers standing before her. Not that she was trying to look away, instead, Penny’s eyes scanned each of the men’s faces, filling her mind with filthy thoughts.
"You like that, huh, like being watched while I fuck that tight
little pussy of yours?" Cole didn’t really need an answer, he could already feel how much she liked it, the proof was dripping off his cock. "Cum for me! I want you to show them how good your getting fucked!" He ordered, pounding her cunt with everything he had.
Just then, Penny locked eyes with, a man, that was standing straight across from her. His eyes, seeming locked on the fuck show before him. She zoned in on his chocolate brown orbs, just as her pussy clamped down on Cole's shaft. Her tits, just like her palms, were pressed flat against the glass that set between her and the ten men, that all, appeared, to be watching her as she came undone.
"That's it, common girl, take it!” Cole praised as her pussy walls gave him the best blow-job, ever. Sucking his shaft, wet and tight.
“Oh fuck Cole, cum in me!”
“Not yet, let’s really give em a show!” Cole’s grin was evil as he stepped back, pulling Penny along with him.
Forcing her to bend a little, he hooked his elbows under her knees, pulling her up off the floor, with one jerk of his body. She was in an odd, standing, reverse cowgirl position. Her legs were spread as wide as they could go, exposing her entire womanhood, not to mention, Cole’s cock wedged inside of it, to the men still standing across the glass from them. “Play with your clit, baby girl, I wanna actually, see you, cum on my cock!” Cole informed, his tone a hiss, as his breaths came hard and heavy in his chest behind her. He was bouncing her body, up and down, on his shaft, his biceps flexing.
“I don’t think I can, fuck!” Penny whimpered, her fingers already rubbing circles on her clit.
That, didn’t seem to be cutting it, though. She knew what Cole wanted from her body, she just wasn’t sure that she had it in her.
Just then, for some, terribly, fucked up, reason, Able popped into her head. Of how he hadn’t rubbed but had swatted at her clit, instead. At the time, she just chalked it up to his Mommy issues, punish all pussy for the sins of one, kind of thing.
Instantly, she brought her fingertips back, before smacking them against her swollen clit. She liked it, a lot actually, so, she kept doing it, harder and harder, while Cole fucked her out from behind. Her back pressed against his chest, his hands were digging bruises into her thighs, from where he was keeping her long legs, pride apart, nice and wide. Thank goodness she was flexible and he was a jacked little fucker or this exchange, would have never been possible.
“I remember the first time I ever made you do this; do you? Do you remember me drinking you up, Penny Lane? You, were so fucking, yummy!”
Cole purred the words into Penny’s ear, shooting her back into time. It was a messy time too.
The memory, finished her off and with a loud scream. Every eye, across the glass, was on her, or rather, on the mirror, the scream had come from. The first squirt shot out of her like a missile, splattering across the two-way mirror.
“Oh fuck yes! More, babygirl, I wanna see more, show me how good my cock feels in that tight little pussy!” Cole encouraged, bucking his hips into her like a madman.
This was a beautiful thing, in his, eyes. Watching Penny’s body spray out, it’s release, was the sexiest thing he had ever laid eyes on. It never got old. She was one hell of a squirter, too. She could drench everything around her if you really got her going. Rarely she allowed him to, but today, she had, and it was fucking perfection.
Finally, Cole couldn’t hold back anymore, not with the noises Penny was making, not with the way her pussy was pissing all over his cock. The proof of her release was everywhere, on the wall, on the floor, and currently, running down the insides of both of his thighs. She was such a messy little thing. He loved it, hell, he wanted to lick it off every surface.
“Come here, I wanna see your face!” Cole informed, lifting her up off his cock before twisting her around in his arms like the little, fuck doll, she seemed to be today. He didn’t know what was up with her but he liked it.
He laid her body down on the desk, shifting her, until her ass was just barely on the edge, her legs draped over his muscled shoulders as he bent her in half. Pressing back into her, his eyes locked on where their bodies met. She had such a sexy little pussy. Perfect, pink lips that swallowed him up while creaming his shaft with her natural lubes.
He let his eyes travel up Penny’s body. Finding that she was gone to the world. Her eyes were hooded, her breaths shallow as she rubbed her hands all over her body, stopping to pay extra attention to her tits. He rolled his hips, forcing his shaft to lazily fuck her with long strokes. No way, was he in any rush to finish this shit up. He finally had her body for his own, which just so happened to be, his favorite toy of all time. He would play for hours with it, if ,she allowed him too, that is.
He licked his lips, watching as her tits bounced with every thrust he gave. He could feel, little flutters inside her core, her contractions still coming. Looking up, he found her eyes closed and her mouth making that ‘O’ shape he loved to see. It was all too much for him to take in. The second her lids cracked and her hazels hit his greens, Cole lost all control. Crying out her name, he let go of everything he’d been holding back. He let her have it all. "Don’t move, stay just like that!" He ordered, taking a step back to lean against the wall, his cock heavy and spent between his thighs, wetness glistening from his tip to his balls.
His eyes locked on Penny’s twitching, pussy. Her legs were still spread, her feet p
lanted on his desk, knees bent. She looked good and fucked. He had the perfect view of her cunt, as it pulsed and throbbed, forcing out his excess cum. It trickled down her slit, gliding across her virgin ass until it dribbled down onto the table beneath her. She was dripping cum, all over a five thousand dollar, desk. He had never seen anything so fucking sexy in all his life. That was his cum and that was his girl, weather, she was ready to admit it or not. That look she was giving, told him everything, he thought, he needed to know.
"You…, are so fucking… sexy!" He purred, letting the seconds tick between his words. His southern boy drawl, coming out to play a bit in his tone.
“Boys are so messy,” Penny smirked, finally seeming to come out of her sex haze. She lifted up on her elbows, glancing down to the mess between her thighs, then over to the, still, dripping glass on the two-way mirror.
“Ya, but you like it.” He reminded, walking over to grab a clean towel off the rack before making his way back over. Gently he cleaned her tender folds as Penny watched on, a little smirk on her face. "So…, what was that all about?" He dared to question as they got themselves dressed.
"Someone, told me that I should do, whatever makes me happy, so, that’s what I’m doing." Penny informed in a simple as that tone.
Pulling her gym bag over her shoulder, she tossed Cole a wink before heading out the door, without another word. Cole, couldn’t help but to smile at her exit. She was starting to come around. It was slow and steady but at least it, appeared, that they were heading in the right direction. In the last few months, she had started to let him in. And even though, he had told her that he wasn’t expecting anything from her, deep down, he was. He was expecting everything and then some. It was gonna happen too, he just had to bide his time.
No way could she carry on this way and not allow him back into her heart. Every day, he woke, hoping that this would be the day. And, every night, he went to bed, knowing, he was that much closer to having his Penny Lane back.
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