He was enthralled, as she seemed to become one with the beat, and a twin to the lyrics as they were sang out, in perfect time, to her every move. It was a song about loving all of someone, about loving their edges, curves, and imperfections. It was beautiful. Because of Penny, Able finally, truly understood, the word grace. She was falling and rising, gliding along the stage, and then soaring through the air. It was a breathtaking sight to take in, as Able leaned up, in his dusty, ripped up, velvet lined seat, just to get a closer view. He was lost to her, completely transfixed in every way.
As the song came to a finish, Penny looked over from her, twisted up finish on the floor, to find Able’s seat, empty.
"Wow…,"
His rasp of amazement, caught her attention as she turned to find him bouncing up the side steps of the stage.
She couldn’t help her sheepish smile as she accepted his hand to help her get back to her feet.
"That was amazing! How, wow, I just can’t even put it into words, Livi!” Able exclaimed, still gripping both her hands in his. "Thanks, but lets not forget, you owe me now, and, I aim to collect.” Penny reminded, suddenly looking very, serious.
"Like I said, anything you want, beautiful."
Right then and there, she could have asked him for, damn near anything, and Able would have broken his back, to get it for her.
It wasn't just the dance that had him for a loop. It was her, everything about her, all of her. It was meeting her the way he had, her walk, her talk, the way she giggled. It was the things that she believed in and the way she spoke so passionately about them. It was their endless hours spent texting, her sense of humor, and
the way she didn't seem to care about money or class. It was how she always looked at everyone the same, like every single person she came across was really, somebody. It was the fact that she liked Lunchable's and thought that blue M&M's were somehow, better than any of the other colors.
He knew this was all happening way too fast, and that he didn’t, really, know anything about her, but he felt like he did, just the same. He was falling for her, and hard.
Just then, Cole’s voice of reason, rang out in Able’s ears, reminding him about how none of this could ever work, because of location and distance. But, as he looked down into her beautiful hazel eyes, Able realized, that none of that shit even mattered. He could make it work, somehow, he just had to. There just wasn’t any other way around it. He wanted the tiny dancer, all for himself.
Chances like this, don’t come around every day. He knew that for a fact. He hadn't felt a real spark with a woman since... ya that. That had ended badly but it had been real, and this thing he felt with Penny was as well. He refused to lose out on her, just because of a silly thing, like a mailing address.
"I need to tell you something!" He blurted out, his eyes going a bit wide.
He hadn't meant to speak out, but he had, and he knew exactly why. He needed to tell her the truth, all of it. Starting this out on a lie, wasn’t acceptable. That’s not how he wanted it to be. Penny deserved the truth, deserved to know, just what she was getting into if she hooked up with him.
"Don’t try to change the subject, mister! You owe me!”
“Okay, but…,”
“Okay, but nothing; you owe me a dance.” She dismissed him with a smile, that had her whole face lighting up.
"Well, about that, I’m not much of a dancer, and listen, Livi,’
"Not now, now, we dance." She shook her head with a smirk, already moving his hands to wrap around her waist before she lifted hers to drape over his shoulders.
"Any requests?" The piano man called out from his bench behind them.
"Something better than the last one, that song, is so played out. Plus, I heard the guy who sings it, is a total dick. Do you know any Etta James, ‘At Last’, maybe?" She questioned, over her shoulder.
Penny’s brows furrowed as she heard Able, give a little scoff of a laugh. Looking over, she found the piano man smirking at her like she had missed the punch line of a joke. She wasn’t sure what was so funny but she shrugged it off when he spoke out again.
"Yeah, I know that one." The pianist said, still shaking his head, still wearing that odd little smile of his.
"So, we’re really gonna, high school prom, this?' Able questioned, raising his brow as he looked down at her.
"Yep, slow and steady."
"Good song," Able noted as the music picked up and they began to slowly move around the stage.
"Great song," she corrected, already taking note of how well their bodies moved alongside one another. That wasn’t the only thing she was taking note of, though. The list was growing when it came to things that she was really digging about the man, in her arms. Growing to a point that she felt like she needed to get it off her chest.
"Listen, I just wanna let you know, that these last couple of days, have been amazing, for me. I really needed for someone, just like you to come along, someone normal. You’re like a breath of fresh air. It’s been suffocating being surrounded by fakeness all the time but a few days with you, already has me feeling like I can finally breathe again. I mean, living out here in Cali, you’re surrounded by people who only care about fame and wanting to be superstars; it’s mind numbing. I can't deal with those kind of people anymore. I hate fame, I hate what it does to people, who it turns them into. I hate it all, but you’re so far away from all that. You’re just you and I love that about you. So, no matter what happens, I'm really, really happy that I got to meet you. You showed me that there’s still real people in the world. Thank you for that Holden.”
And, just like that, Penny changed the entire game. He knew for a fact, by the look in her eyes, that she had meant every word that she had said. No way, could he tell her the truth, about who he was, after that. He couldn't do it. If he did, he was gonna lose her and he couldn’t have that, not with the way she was looking up at him. Not with that look in her eyes. He just couldn’t.
They were in their own little bubble, right now, one he didn’t wanna pop. Cole was right, this couldn't work out, and even though Able knew that for a fact, he still couldn’t force himself to to pop the damn lie of a bubble, that he had created.
He could still have two more days with her; two, no doubt, amazing days, if he just kept living the lie. He would be gone after that, no harm, no foul. He refused to cut that time short, refused to hurt her with reality. He was everything she hated, but right now, that wasn’t the way she was looking at him. Right now, she was looking at him like he really might be something, and not, just someone. He would allow them to enjoy these last few days and then, he would head back for N.Y.C., praying that she would never find out the truth of it all. He didn't see how that was possible, though.
Maybe, if he could just keep her happy for the next few days, she wouldn’t hate him too much when she eventually did find out. Hopefully, she would look back on their time together for what it was. And, what it was, was amazing.
"Ditto," he said in a fast way, dipping his head to capture her mouth.
It was the only thing he could think of, and it was true. He felt the exact same way, about all she had said. Most of the time he hated fame too, he hated what it twisted people into, what it twisted him, and everyone around him into. He felt suffocated by it and had only recently been able to suck in a deep breath and that was all because of her, and the bubble that surrounded them. He couldn’t pop it, couldn’t wreck what they had in the here and now.
Too caught up in the moment, neither made a move to release the other as the song faded out. Only after the pianist cleared his throat, did they hesitantly pull away.
"Thank you, that was amazing!" Penny turned to say, a blush on her cheeks. "You know, you're really good; I think you're definitely gonna go somewhere if you keep it up. Here, ya know what, I wanna give you a little something. I know how it is trying to make it in this city." She offered, jogging to the side of the stage to fetch her purse. Pulling out a few dollars, she made her
way back over, laying it across the piano with a smile.
She watched, as the man eyed the bills before turning to her with that odd smirk, growing wide on his face, once again.
"Um… thanks, that, actually means a lot." He laughed with the shake of his head.
“Hey, is there a working bathroom anywhere around here?" She questioned, her eyes darting around the room.
"It’s not too clean but it works. It's down the hall to your right." The man informed with the point of his finger in the direction that she needed to head.
"I'll meet ya out there," Able called out as both men watched her flutter down the stage stairs before grabbing up her boots and making a B-line for the theater doors.
"You got one hell of a woman there man... she even tipped me."
"John, you are a fucking champ! Thank you so much for doing this. I thought she would freak when she saw you, but then again, she did mention that she doesn’t watch, too much TV. Sorry man, she didn’t mean the hit to your ego.” Able laughed, making his way over to reach for a shake from the legendary pianist hand. "Don’t sweat it, she dug the music; that's all that really matters. Being recognized, isn’t what it’s all about.” John informed, bringing his friend in for a hug.
"Don’t I fucking know it, man. It was nice seeing you again, but I better catch up with her, before she gets lost somewhere in this tomb of yours.” Able smirked, with a wave to his friend.
Being famous did have its perks, and having talented musicians as friends, was one of them.
"You better keep that one, man! She’s a dime." John yelled out.
“I know man, you just keep being a legend!” Able called back as he made his way out of the theater.
“That’s Mr. Legend to you!” John smirked with the shake of his head.
Chapter 14
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Wanna make a run for it?”Able questioned as rain poured down like cats and dogs outside in the empty streets. The flickering street lights were working double as the clouds killed out any chance for the moon's light to shine down.
"On three?" Penny nodded.
"One, two, three!" The pair counted out before Able gave the heavy door, one hard shove, sending it flying open.
Turning the corner, the pair came to a skidding stop on the sidewalk, their eyes going wide in confusion.
"FUCK!" Able cursed, seeing that the Volvo was now gone from its spot. "Fuck, fuck fuck," he continued, taking note that he had parked in front of a hydrant, instantly making him realize that he had gotten towed.
Hearing a little giggle, Able turned to find Penny, quickly trying to cover up her smirking lips.
"That's funny, is it?" he questioned with his hands on hips, brow raised.
"No… okay, maybe a little," she managed to get out before she started back up on her giggling fit.
She stopped, only long enough, to let a school girl screech out as Able ran up on her, fast, grabbing her around the waist before spinning her in a circle in his arms. Rain be damned. Just as quickly, he placed her back on her feet. His hand instantly captured her cheeks, pulling her face in to land a, ‘make your toes curl’, kiss on her lips. Too fast, though, he yanked away, leaving Penny feeling breathless as he grabbed her, dragging her around the corner, and down the back ally that sat between two large buildings. As soon as they appeared to be out of site Able pinned her fast, pressing her against the bricks of one of the buildings.
In less than a minute, his lips were on hers, his hands, all over her body. She tasted of rain, and of everything he wanted and couldn’t have.
Reaching down, he grabbed a handful of thigh, pulling Penny’s leg up his body, until he could hook her knee, over his muscled hip. His jeans felt heavy and hard against his cock, begging to be released as he grinded his pelvis into hers.
Gripping a handful of her wet honey locks, he tilted her head back, gaining him access to her mouth watering, neck. Using his tongue he pushed around the raindrops that slid every which way around her skin, lapping them up like a man dying of thirst. He was that man. He was dying for more of her, in, any form, that she wanted to come in.
He could feel her clawing at the back of his drenched shirt, trying to get at his skin, while he gripped his hands full of her two perfect orbs, squeezing them tightly. He was frantic, he couldn't get enough of her skin, biting and nipping at her collarbone while making his way down to her tits. He didn’t stop to play, though, instead, he dropped to his knees, hoisting one of her legs over his shoulder blade.
It all happened so fast, Penny didn’t even have time to push him away before her skirt was pushed up with one hand, and her panties were shoved aside, using his fingers, from the other.
"Oh God!!" She cried out as his tongue sliced through the warm wetness of her folds. Sucking in a deep breath, her eyes dropped down to his. He was looking up at her from her mound, his eyes squinting as the rain continued to pour down around them. Deep in his throat, Able let out a growl that had his tongue vibrating as Penny grasped his locks, holding him in place to lick and lap at her tasty lips. He was a very talented man, in more ways than one. In a matter of minutes, his mouth, had worked Penny into an absolute frenzy. Her heart was pounding and her breath was jagged as she forced herself to look around. She was feeling more than a little devilish, realizing that at any moment, someone could walk by, catching site of the dirty deed that they were partaking in. Fear and excitement drove her, as his mouth worked her over, to the point, that her toes were curled inside her boots. When that same mouth left her clit too early, she found herself literally begging.
"Please, fuck, don’t stop!" She pleaded, watching as he pushed off his knees to come back to standing position before her.
Penny’s eyes didn’t have long to plead as Able’s lips smashed into hers, making her hazels, roll back as her lids got heavy. His tongue pressed passed her lips, forcing them to part, so that she could lick the taste of herself off his tongue. Two of his thick digits massaged her clit before pressing them past her folds, not stopping until they were buried, knuckle deep, inside her wet, womanly core. Next, Able’s thumb, found Penny’s bundle of nerves, and began rubbing hard yet gentle circles, as his fingers, started pumping her inner walls. It was game on and it was gonna be, some straight up, major league shit.
"Look at me!" Able panted out, just inches from Penny’s lips.
She didn’t pay him any mind, though. She was too busy being lost to the feeling that his fingers were giving her body.
"I said, look at me!' Able, barked it out in a hiss, tugging her hair, to get her attention where it needed to be. On him.
Penny’s eyes flew open but she couldn't force them, not to be hooded as she took in Able’s stormy blues. Lust, filled every fiber of her body. The starving look in his eyes was soul shaking, leaving her feeling breathless as she took it in.
She couldn’t take the separation, she went in for another kiss but Able’s tight grip on her hair, refused to allow it. Instead, his tongue darted out to trace her trembling lower lip, with just the tip of his taster. He kept his eyes on her the entire time, making sure her’s stayed locked with his. He wanted to watch the pleasure play out in her hazel’s, as he jack hammered her pussy, harder than the rain, was pounding the rooftops. It was a rough and dirty interaction. A lust filled, tryst, in a filthy alley, located in the run-down part of town.
Little gasps, prayers, his name, and curses all came trickling off Penny’s lips as she, tried like hell, to suck in breaths. Able was at her ear now, his hot breath, on her lobe.
"I wanna feel you cum." His tone was low, dark, and filled with order, making it sound more like a demand than a statement. In that moment, Penny realized that Able was the one in charge and whatever he wanted, he was gonna get.
Able felt Penny’s walls flutter right before they clamped down on his digits. Her hands clung to his biceps, her nails clawing into his hard, tan flesh as she tried like hell, not to crumble into the street. Her vision was getting hazy as her eyes tried to r
oll back in her head.
"Look at me!"
His bark, had her lids popping back open, fast. Her body was jerking as wave after wave of pleasure hit her full force. Not once, did Able let up, he just kept working her body over. Forcing her throbbing walls, to allow his, dripping wet fingers, to be lodged inside her core, as deeply as they could go.
"Oh God, stop, fuck… please stop!"
Able’s eyes, went wide as Penny proceeded to give him a hard shove. For a moment, he thought for sure that he had gone, way too far, way too fast. But, just as fast, she grabbed a hold of his drenched tee shirt, swinging him around, until his back hit the same wall that hers had just been pressed up against.
She immediately took over on the hair pulling front. Ripping Able’s head back, by his long, wet locks, she attacked his neck. Her hands making their way down his muscled body, headed straight for his zipper. With some effort, on her part, she eventually got it down before tugging his cock free, of the wet material that had imprisoned it .
The sheer heavy weight of it in her hand, had her glancing down to where it set in her palm. The boy was fucking hung! She had never seen anything like it, not in person anyway. His cock was made for porn. As in, she would seriously pay, just to see it, fuck something. Penny struggled, forcing herself to refocus on the task at hand. With a shake of her head, she went to stroking his vein covered member.
"You like that?" She breathed, the three little words, into his lips.
"Yes… fuck yes," Able stuttered in return, trying to suck in oxygen. He noted, how strong she was for having such little hands.
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