Chapter Five
The Morning After
Draven
“What are you doing?” Harmony asks in a husky tone when my finger caresses the curve of her breast through the thin material.
Turning her around I lift her in the air and set her fine ass on the counter. Her thighs automatically widen to make space for me, and I smirk. She may not be sure what exactly is going on here, but she isn’t pushing me away. I stare at her waiting to hear what she has to say.
“Is this because of my sister? Are you trying to get back at her? Was she right?” Her words are low and sad, and I wish she never even had to ask.
But I also know how manipulative her sister can be and how long she has been putting my girl down. She tries to put on a brave face, but I can see Aurora’s words have hit their mark. She doubts that I could really be interested in her. But I will do everything I need to prove her wrong, to wipe all the doubt Aurora has planted from her mind. Permanently.
I should be offended but I’m not. I know exactly who and what Aurora is, and she has been using her words to tear Harmony down for years. She is intimidated by her sister and tries to keep her down in any way she can.
“No, Harmony. This is about you,” I say with a smile. “I want to get to know you better, not the young woman I left behind, but the woman you are now.”
“Draven,” she starts, and I know she is going to recite all the reasons why this is a bad idea.
I know them all by heart. Lying in bed alone last night I spent hours going through everything, over and over. It was the only thing that kept me from walking down the hallway and sliding into bed beside her. I just couldn’t find a good enough reason to stay away from her permanently.
I do the one thing I know will keep her from objecting. I kiss her. Dear God, was that a mistake. Her taste explodes across my senses, and I know I will never be able to drink a cup of coffee again without thinking of her. Our kiss is how I know she wants me too. Her moan is loud as she allows her lips to open, granting me access while her fingers tangle in my hair.
She kisses me like she is afraid I will stop. I’m afraid I won’t be able to. Already I’m addicted to the little sounds she makes and when I thumb her nipple through the fabric, she makes a soft mewling sound.
I finally stop kissing her to stare at her. “Say yes, Harmony. Give me—give us—a chance.”
“How am I supposed to think straight when you just kissed me senseless?” she asks breathlessly, and I can’t help but chuckle at her blatant honesty.
“Babe, don’t think. What is your gut telling you?”
She wraps her legs tightly around my waist, cradling my erection against her sex and I want to fall to my knees.
“If I push you away right now, I know I will regret it for the rest of my life.”
“Then don’t.”
I watch as her emotions scroll across her features. Fear, lust, determination.
“Please don’t hurt me,” she whispers.
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Harmony
“Hurting you is the last thing I ever want to do.”
He told me not to think and this is me not thinking. I know there are a million reasons why this is a bad idea, but I can’t find it in me to give a shit. I never even dreamed Draven would want me. But I am certainly not going to give up the chance to be his. Even though I am sure this is going to end in heartache.
He kisses me again, but I push him away and he frowns. “Don’t you have to go to work?”
He shakes his head with a chuckle before placing a kiss on my neck. “Michael is covering for me today.” He sucks on the lobe of my ear and a full-body shiver works its way through me. “Even if I did have to work, I would have called out sick.”
“Why?” I ask, my voice breathy as I tilt my head back to grant him better access.
“I have other plans today,” he mumbles against my skin as he rocks his erection against my sex.
“Okay.” The word is little more than a low moan as he hits a spot I didn’t even know I had.
Draven chuckles as his hands massage my inner thighs. Who knew I would find that sexy? Not me. He continues his onslaught with his lips on my neck and shoulder where the t-shirt has slipped off.
“Fuck,” he groans rocking into me again. “Your skin is so smooth.”
I don’t know what to say to that, so I don’t say anything at all. Instead, I grab the hem of the grey wifebeater he is wearing and lift it over his head, exposing his muscles to my gaze. I want to run my tongue along the ridges of his muscles. His torso is covered with intricate tattoos that I want to spend the day looking at and tracing with my lips, but he has other plans.
“My turn,” Draven says before starting to lift the shirt over my head, but I stop him. He looks at me with confusion and I know I need to explain.
“I’ve never done this before,” I blurt out which only makes his brow furrow even more. “I’m a virgin, okay? And you’re … you. And you’ve probably slept with plenty of women, and I’m not skinny like Aurora, and—”
He cuts me off with a harsh kiss. I can feel the lust pouring off him. When he finally pulls away, he smiles at me.
“I don’t sleep around, Harmony. And I don’t want Aurora or anyone else, I want you.”
He lifts the shirt again and this time I let him. His gaze is like a caress on my skin as he takes in every inch of my nude form. When he has had his fill, his hands follow the same path across my skin, sending pleasure through my system.
“I felt like an asshole the night after I saw you at the store,” he says lowly, sounding more like he is talking to himself. “I came home and jacked off in the shower thinking of these gorgeous tits. My imagination failed to do you justice.”
I moan loudly, his words doing strange things to me. My virginity never bothered me. I just never found anyone I was willing to be that vulnerable with but now I feel inept. His dirty words are turning me on and I’m not quite sure if that’s normal.
“Do you like knowing that I think of you naked in my bed? That I dream of tasting this pussy?”
Fuck. Me. That. Is. Sexy.
I nod.
His hand cups my sex over my panties and I grind down. His words are so dirty, and I feel myself get wetter with every sexy confession he makes. Suddenly I find myself thrown over his shoulder in a fireman’s carry as he walks quickly to his bedroom.