Harmony's Healing (Downtown Book 2) (22 page)

As much as I want to mingle and be with my friends, I stay hidden. I observe the occupants of the room, watching as they enjoy listening to
JINKS
; Phillip has his arms wrapped about June’s waist while she sways back and forth - he kisses her cheek. Faith is gathered in the middle of Helene and Gary. She has both her arms around them, they look like the perfect family. As I hide in my corner, my eyes wander back over to Danny. My God he looks delicious. His fohawk is standing high up on his head; he’s wearing a t-shirt with their band logo on the front, black jeans with a chain link dangling from the belt loop and his guitar hanging over his chest. He’s in the moment, playing for the crowd, giving them one of the best shows of their lives. Oh, how I want to be near him, dancing with everyone else and enjoying their songs. Yet all I feel is someone who is a distant memory, someone who almost got her happily ever after. How am I going to get it back? I am just going to have to suck it up and do my best to get him to talk with me.

Then I remember I haven’t congratulated Helene on her engagement, so I get out of my pity corner and head over to the others. Once I approach everyone, I am greeted with open arms. I say my congrats to Helene and meet Gary for the first time. He’s even more handsome up close.

I stand there with my friends and continue to listen to
JINKS
perform. My eyes never leave Danny. In a blink he’s staring right back at me; we stay locked, he never looks to another. My heart cannot stop pounding, he is breathtaking up there. I want to run up on stage and kiss him, in hopes of him returning my affection. I miss him. I love him.

Right after
JINKS
finished their performance, the women were screaming for more. The guys were generous enough as to sign posters and cd’s.

Faith hands me a drink and tells me to relax. I wish I could. I down the drink anyways, like it’s water and pray that the alcohol kicks in. Just when the DJ starts up the music again the guys come walking our way.
Okay, I can do this.
My heart speeds up the closer Danny gets. His eyes meet mine. I swallow my nerves down, and I am ready to move forward. Unfortunately, just as I am seconds away from going toward him, some girl moves in front of me and stops him in his tracks. My stomach sinks. It’s a mistake being here, I am losing my nerve. Still, I can’t seem to move. I want to feel him by my side, to hear his voice, to feel his touch. I see him nod his head and say something to the girl. I want to strangle that ho-bag and get her away from him, but thank goodness he finally gets free of her. The closer he gets the more anxious I am feeling. Without a glance in my direction, he brushes by me and stands near the buffet line, mingling with the others. He totally ignored me! Who the hell does he think he is? Well, he isn’t going to get away from me so easily. Now, I am pissed! Time to put on my big girl under-roos! I march my way over to him and tap him on the shoulder. He turns around, knowing he has no choice, but to talk to me. I won’t let him get away this time.

I cross my arms, hold my chin up and shout out, “Seems we’ve come full circle.”

“Seems so,” he mutters loudly.

“We need to talk….now!” I demand.

He sighs, “I’m tired of talking.”

Wow, he is not going to let up. I have to keep trying. “Then at least give
me
the chance to talk, to explain. Please?”
Please listen to me.

I believe he’s about to give in, when a new song comes on and the girl who stopped him is now in his face again. “There you are, Dan, you promised me a dance, remember?”

Dan?
Wait, I know this girl! She works as one of our cleaning ladies.
Oh, hell no!
Danny is caught off guard and is dragged away from me. I can’t believe he didn’t have the balls to stop her. Unless….unless he’s getting back at me? I bet that’s what he’s doing, the big jerk! No….there is no way he’s going to leave me without a fight. I grab his t-shirt by the collar and yell, “Hey, wait one second there!”

He stalls in his spot while the girl, known as Isabella, gets a huge bitchy attitude with me. “Sorry, girly, he’s with me, so scram the hell away!”

I slowly cross my arms and raise my brow. “Excuse me?” I scoff. “Don’t you work here….Isabella?”

She gets up in my face. “Yeah, so what of it?”

“I’m your boss,” I state.

“My boss?” She then gasps and realizes who I am. She tries to make nice with me. “Oh shit, I am so sorry -”

She’s shorter than me, so I get down into her face and threaten the little brat. “You better get out of here before I get security to throw you out.” Without question she quickly runs off, leaving me and Danny by the dance floor.

Here is my chance to make things right. “You’re dancing with me instead!” I yell, then grab his hand and haul him in the middle of dance floor.

Danny tries to protest, “Harmony - “

“Shut up, Danny!” I shoot back. I am not nervous anymore, there is no reason to be. He’s Danny, the man with many flaws. Yet I see right through them and hold them close anyways. Once we are completely in the mass of other people, I wrap my arms around his neck and seductively start grinding him; an old 90’s song, a remix of
Closer
, by
Nine Inch Nails
, is playing. It’s absolutely the sexiest song ever, and the perfect song for this reuniting between the two of us. Danny has no choice other than to place his hands around my waist and move with me. He’s such a good dancer.

“Harmony, what the hell are you doing? We’re over!” he shouts. I don’t answer him. Instead I move my nails down his back, wiggle my body down, closer to the top of his crotch and squeeze his ass. “Fuuuck, me,” I hear him moan. I am so in the moment of this song, it’s so hot. I can’t help but turn around, bend over so my ass slams into his cock; my already shortened dress slides up higher above my thighs - it’s a show just for him. “Harmony, no -” I whip myself around, bring my hands into my hair, lift it up from my shoulders and bite my lip. I keep my eyes on his as I continue to dance for him. I have never felt so sexy. Not once, while I was a stripper, had I felt this powerful and beautiful. Danny brings out the sex in me. He has no idea how much he turns me on. “Don’t play games with me,” he shouts.

I palm the sides of his face and bring his ear to my mouth. “I was a virgin before you, how is that playing games?” I say, reminding him. “My body belongs with yours, Danny,” I breathe into his ear. I then, look him straight into his eyes; we are so close, our lips could touch. “You know that I am right.” He intently looks at me, brows drawn together, I can feel his heart beat against my chest. Without warning, he slams his lips onto mine. I lose my breath and begin to moan in his mouth. Our tongues collide against the other. He crushes my body harder into his, grabbing my ass. I tightly keep my hold onto his face and relish the feeling. I am in heaven. He’s rough, passionate, on fire and is angry - all in this one kiss. He bites my bottom lip, sucks my tongue and takes me over the edge. I need him….NOW. Just as the lyric,
“Fuck you like an animal,”
plays from the song, I remember I have a key to a room upstairs.

I break our kiss, then drag him out of the banquet room and swiftly take him to the elevator. The energy between is over the top, electrifying, my panties are already beginning to feel wet. I know he’s feeling the exact same thing. When we get inside the elevator, Danny pushes me up against the wall and continues to kiss me, feels me up by sliding his fingers inside my panties. He pumps my inner sex while he takes control of both my wrists by dragging them up above my head. I am now vulnerable. Yet this is exactly what I want, I need him to want me. I also need to wrap my legs around his body so I can move with the motion of his fingers, but he won’t let me have the chance. He’s taking his frustrations out on me, by finger fucking me, kissing my neck, biting the sensitive spot behind my ear. I almost squeal - I am exploding with chills.

The elevator suddenly stops and Danny does too. We walk at a fast pace toward the room. I dig out the key and slide it inside the slot. Before I can even throw my purse down, Danny takes it from me and drops it onto the ground and proceeds to have his way with me.

He turns me around so I am facing the bed. My breathing escalates. I want him so bad. He pulls the side of my hair away from my ear and whispers behind me, huskily, “You want me to fuck you? Is that what you want?” I notice the tension in his voice; he’s clenching his jaw, I find it so very sexy. He wants me to be scared of him, yet he’s doing the exact opposite. I am hungry for his attention and begging for my body to be filled with his.

“Yes, please,” my voice hitches as I plead.

“I won’t go easy on you,” he warns me.

I shake my head. “I don’t want you to.”

And just like that, he slides my zipper down from the back of my dress. He roughly pulls the fabric off my body; I kick the dress away when it hits the bottom of my heels. My thong underwear is ripped away in a flash, my inner thigh stings. Danny’s hands cup my bare breasts from behind me and tells me to lay flat on the bed. He’s not gentle, nor is he nice about this. He is definitely not the Danny who made love to me on our first night together. This Danny is ungracious, rigid, controlling and dominate - a side of him I have never seen or felt before. Even though I should be terrified of what he’s going to do, I am excited. I want it rough. I want to feel his anger, that power he as been wanting to release on me. I want to take this ride along with him and be fucked.

As I am breathing heavily and keeping my head to the side, I hear him undo his belt, and unzip his jeans. I hear everything fall to the ground, then a rip to a condom wrapper. If only I could see him slide the condom on his dick. My mouth waters just from my imagining it. “Get on your hands and knees and be ready to explode around my cock,” he roughly orders me.
Good Lord, I have never been more ready!

I am looking down at my hands and they’re shaking - this is such an awkward position, yet I couldn’t be more excited. He needs to hurry it up! Just as if he read my mind I feel the tip of his tongue glide along the humps of my ass, up the curve of my spine; he kisses and bites, I get goosebumps again. I feel the ball of his smooth cock at my entrance, then in one hard, heart stopping push he’s inside me. I lose my breath and I scream. I scream not from it hurting, but from how unbelievably satisfying it is. My body has needed his to make me feel whole again. Even though I have only had sex with him one time, a piece of me has been missing. I am in heaven.

I am brought down onto my forearms as Danny begins to pick up his pace. His hands are on the sides of my hips as he pushes deeper and deeper. He grunts with each push. “You’ve torn me to shreds!” he expresses with both pain and pleasure.

“I’m so sorry!”

“Fuck!” he screams out. He brings a finger to my clit, then begins to rub it around as my orgasm starts to build. “I fucking love you, but you fucking crushed me!”
He loves me?

My voice, once again hitches and I feel the tears forming in my eyes. “I’ll always regret it!” I cry out. I need him to go harder, faster. “Harder!” He pushes harder, faster and just as if I have been struck by lightning, I come. My God it’s so intense, I have never felt anything like it! As my orgasm slowly starts to subside he follows right after. Once the extreme feeling is over, we both collapse. He lays on my back as we catch our breath. “I love you, too,” I tell him. He doesn’t say anything to me, instead he kisses the lower part of my back, releases himself from my body and rolls over.

I HAVE NEVER WANTED TO
be with someone so much. Her sexy body in that little sexy dress - fuck me, she was a sight to see. She really did a number on me tonight. I lost my ability to hold up my brick wall. I was not going to let her in, but instead I allowed her to fill me with her lust, smell, taste and body. I was fucking pissed she got to me, and so fucking turned on. I needed to release my pain inside her, pound her flesh and make her scream. She felt so good, I couldn’t believe I was going to bed each night without her, but this was a weak moment for me. No matter what we did tonight she still cut off my trust. She can say a thousand sorry’s and it won’t change anything. I have no idea when I’ll get over it, how to trust her again.