Danger and I sorted things out and I know he felt awful for the way he treated and left me. I told him that it made me feel really horrible and he said he understood where I was coming from, and that he’d try to think of better ways to handle himself in the future. He’s worried about my Dad and I understand that. He really respects him, and I know he’s concerned about his band and the effects it could have on Recoil if something were to happen between me and Danger. But I think we’re both adult enough to behave civilized if anything went haywire. Which I hope it doesn’t. I’m just trying to keep positive. I feel much better about things now that I know he’s going to try and make more of an effort to be seen in public with me, especially at the after parties. He’s going to talk to me and be seen with me, but try to keep his hands to himself.

Last night at the after party after the last Dublin show, Danger was still a little stand-offish. But he did talk to me and we managed to slip away into the hallway and make out for quite a while. The way he kisses me makes me feel things I never thought possible. He amazes me at just how quickly he works me up and makes me want to rip his clothes off. I’ve never wanted someone so much in my life, and I know somehow, someway, Danger is going to have his way with me at some stage, probably sooner rather than later. His hands are starting to wander when we make out and he’s freely groping me now and I’m letting him because it feels so right and so perfect.

Right now, I’m at the after party after the show in Madrid chatting to Chad waiting for Danger to come in.

“So you seem a bit brighter, the conversation go well with Danger I take it?”

“Yeah, he’s going to try harder, he slipped into his old habits. And he wants to be different with me. So yeah, he’s going to attempt to be better,” I reply with a happy pep in my voice.

Chad exhales through his nose and shakes his head slightly. “I have no idea what you see in him, Ella.”

I half smile and look over to see Danger walking in, he looks at me and smiles brightly waving slightly. My stomach flutters as my skin tingles and I feel quite giddy as he walks toward me.

“I think he’s misunderstood Chad, he’s a good guy hiding under a bad boy image. That’s all it is.”

Chad grunts as Danger walks up to me and looks around the room for Dad. Dad’s not looking so he leans in and kisses me quickly on the cheek.

“Hey sugar, great show tonight,” he says leaning against the wall next to me pressing his shoulder against mine sending a shiver down my arm.

“Yeah, you too. You guys were on fire tonight.”

Chad lets out a fake laugh and shakes his head. “Right, I’m not gonna watch this mutual admiration society show. I fucking need a drink,” he says and walks over to the bar.

I raise my eyebrow wondering what Chad’s little hissy fit was about, but I dismiss it when Danger subtly takes my hand in his. I turn to look at him and smile.

“Hey,” I whisper.

“Hey, wanna get out of here?” he asks raising his eyebrows insinuatingly, and I know that’s his cue for let's go somewhere and make out.

I giggle and nod. We rush hand-in-hand looking back at Dad, who’s too busy talking to Dingo to notice us rushing past him. We make our way out of the VIP room and down the hall, searching rooms and laughing as we try to find a spot where no one will find us. Finally, a door opens and we race into a small little office and there’s a white two-seater sofa in the corner. Danger turns to look at me and smiles.

“Perfect,” he says and bends down lifting me over his shoulder and carrying me to the sofa as I giggle at his strength. He chucks me down on the couch forcefully, and I bounce on the springy cushions which makes my dress slide up around my waist. Danger smirks and moves in over the top of me. “You’re so fucking gorgeous you know that?” He pushes his body on top of mine and moves my legs to wrap around his waist. His weight on top of me is heavy, but I like it as he looks me in the eyes and then moves his lips to mine harshly taking my mouth forcefully. His tongue massages mine as his body pins me to the sofa, and every inch of me is aching to be with him. His erection is painfully obvious as it presses against my soaking wet panties through his jeans. His tongue piercing is claiming my mouth as he kisses me vigorously.

This isn’t sweet and soft or gentle. This is powerful lust-driven making out, and he starts to move his hips between my legs and the ache of his pants rubbing my sensitive and throbbing clit is almost too much for me to bear. I run my fingers through his hair and hold his head to mine as we frantically kiss. He grinds into me and I can’t help the small moan that escapes my mouth into his.

This feels so good and I know it’s all leading to one thing.

My first time.

It’s going to be with Danger. It may even be tonight, but the way things are heading right now, I don’t know how to stop this even if I wanted to, which I don’t. I feel ready. I know I’ve only known Danger for a really short time, but I feel like I have a connection with him. The way my body reacts to him and the way he’s making me feel right now is what makes me confident he’s meant to be my first, and I think he knows it too.

His tongue plunges into my mouth as his hand moves up and under my dress. He shifts his weight from between my legs and I mourn the loss of contact and wonder what he’s doing when his hand slides down between my legs. I inwardly jump knowing he’s going to touch me. I’m aching for him and need him to touch me. He slides his hand inside my panties, and I arch my back. His finger moves along the crease of my pussy and I gasp at the feeling of someone finally touching me. His finger slips in and presses on my clit. I moan into his mouth as he continues to kiss me vigorously. A surge of pleasure from that one press radiates through me, and I never knew it could feel this good. He starts to rotate on my clit and I gasp again and arch my back into his hand craving his touch harder. Pushing firmer on me like he knew what I wanted, he circles on me and my breathing begins to escalate. My pulse is skyrocketing and I’m finding it hard to concentrate on kissing him through the pleasure. I clench my eyes tight as I begin to see flashes of white lights strobing in my closed eyes. My skin is flaming red hot and I’m coating with sweat. This is the most intense feeling I’ve ever had, and Danger is the one making me feel it.

“Come for me, sugar,” he whispers into my mouth, then presses harder onto my clit. His deep voice and the pressure on my clit make me shiver all over. My toes curl up tight as my body tenses. I take a deep breath and then with a swirl of his finger it hits like nothing I’ve ever felt before. My body screams out in pleasure and I moan loudly into his mouth as his kisses muffle my voice. I explode into a wave of ecstasy as it flows over every inch of my body from my head to the tips of my toes. Once the waves subside my whole body relaxes and I go limp, Danger chuckles against my lips as he slowly works me down.

“How was that?” he asks as I slowly open my eyes.

“Unbelievably good,” I murmur. I look into his eyes and he pulls his finger from my panties and brings it up and inserts it into his mouth and sucks on it. I cringe and shake my head.

“That’s gross,” I say and he chuckles and shakes his head.

“No sugar, that’s sweet.” He leans down placing his weight back in between my legs and kissing me strongly again. My clit is extremely sensitive, so having his jeans pressing against it is like agony and ecstasy all rolled into one. But more than that, it’s starting to make me feel worked up again as he begins to grind into me as he deepens his kiss. He brings his hand up into my hair and grips it tightly which forces out a pleasurable moan. I like it when he’s a little rough with me. I wrap my legs around his waist and grind myself into him. He moans into my mouth and I’m lost in the moment.

Making out with Danger like this is pure heaven. I know I want to go further with him, and I thought maybe after what he just did he might have taken it further, but he doesn’t. Maybe he’s being cautious with me because he knows I’m a virgin. He wants to take things slow, I suppose. But I’m ready to take things fast. I’d love to have him inside of me right now and I’m prepared to rush this.

“What the fuck?” someone yells and Danger breaks his lips from mine and we both look toward the door to see a man in a suit looking at us. “Get out of here. This is my fucking office and my club. You shouldn’t be in here. Fucking rock stars thinking they can just fuck anywhere they want to. Get the fuck out before I call the police,” he berates. I bite my bottom lip and unwrap my legs from around Danger. He slowly gets up and pulls my dress down to cover my panties from the grumpy old man’s perving eyes. Standing up, Danger takes my hand and we move to head out.

“Sorry,” I say and the old man shakes his head.

“Sorry? You’re sorry? Just get the fuck out now,” he exclaims.

Danger pulls me to him and shakes his head. “Don’t talk to her like that man. There’s no need to be an asshole,” he says and I place my hand on Danger’s chest to let him know it’s okay.

“Whatever, just get the fuck out,” the man reiterates and Danger and I walk past him and back out into the hallway and toward the VIP room. The man slams his office door shut behind us with a few more expletives and I turn to Danger and purse my lips together.

“Oops,” I say.

He shakes his head and frowns. “What an ass. That guy shouldn’t have talked to you like that,” he says and I start to giggle. “What? Why are you giggling?” he asks looking at me confused.

“Imagine if he walked in like two minutes earlier?”

Danger finally cracks a smile and sees the funny side of it.

“Yeah, I guess that would’ve been a lot more awkward, but entertaining for him,” he says.

I nod and giggle again.

“You’re amazing you know that? You see the good in everything,” he tells me.

“I like to think so. There’s no point dwelling on the negatives of life, it just gets you down,” I say as he pulls me to him for an embrace.

“So you ah…liked what I did to you on the sofa then?”

I lean up on my toes wrapping my arms around his neck and kiss him briefly then pull away and look into his eyes. “It was orgasmic, literally. I’d love to do that again, and more, if you’re willing?” I say finding some inner bravery that I didn’t know I had.

“You saucy little minx. Look at you throwing yourself at me,” he teases.

I slap his chest and scoff. “Well then, I can always withhold if you prefer?”

“Our time will come, sugar. We just have to be patient.”

I nod and smile as he leans down and kisses me pushing me against the wall and grabbing my arms pinning them either side of my head so I can’t move. I smile against his lips as he holds his body firmly against mine on the wall, so I can’t move at all. I adore his domineering side and enjoy the power he has over me, and even though I know that Chad thinks Danger’s a lost cause, I can see the good in him.

“We should get back to the party?” I ask more like a question than a comment, and he nods.

“Yeah, I suppose. Although I’d love to find another office and fornicate with you some more, but I guess that will have to wait for another time.”

I giggle at his choice of words and shake my head, then I open my eyes wide and frown.

“What is it, sugar?” Danger asks noticing my change in demeanor.

“Well, I got satisfaction but you didn’t. Do you want me to give you a hand job or something?” I ask.

He smiles and chuckles. “No sugar, I think feeling your tight pussy contracting against my fingers was satisfaction enough for me and tasting you was a bonus. Plus, I’m all in for delayed gratification and all that. I can wait for another time and a better place. I want you to feel comfortable when we’re doing stuff like that, and being in a club like this for your first time probably isn’t the best way to learn what sex is all about.”

I smile and nod. I knew he was a good guy under all that bad boy image. He really cares about my feelings.

“Okay, but as long as you’re sure? I don’t want you to feel like you were duped or something.”

“Sugar, I got to touch and taste you. Trust me, I got more out of it than you did,” he says and I laugh this time.

“I doubt that my orgasm was unimaginable. Way, way better than me touching myself,” I say and he smiles like he’s proud of himself.

“Well, I’m glad you enjoyed it,” he says and then leans down to kiss me again. “But if we don’t go back to the party like now, I’m going to have to touch you again. But it’ll be in the hallway right here where anyone can see, so let’s go before I can’t control myself,” he says looking down at my pussy licking his lips. He then takes my hand and rushes us back to the party. I laugh and follow closely, holding his hand tightly and smiling all the way like a bloody Cheshire cat.

We arrive back at the party and Chad looks at me frowns as Danger drops my hand and walks in and over to Ryan, Matt, and Nate. I want to follow Danger, but I’m also drawn to Chad and want to see why he looks so down.

“You coming, sugar?” Danger asks looking at me. Chad takes a long drink of his beer and turns away from me.

I bite my lip and look back to Danger. “I might just check and see that Chad is okay, and then I’ll come and join you,” I reply and he nods.

I walk over to where Chad is sitting on his own drinking and take a seat next to him and look right at him, but he doesn’t look at me.

“Chad?” He exhales and slowly turns to look at me. “What’s wrong with you?”

He shakes his head biting his lip and flaring his nostrils. “You were gone for a while with him,” he says and then takes another long pull of his beer.

“Yeah, so?” I say and he half laughs.

“Right,” he says and leans back into his seat and looks away from me again.

“Why are you being weird?” I ask and he looks at me, no, more like glares at me and frowns.

“He’s a jerk, an idiot, and he treats you like dirt, Ella. When will you see that?” he argues.

I sit up straighter and furrow my brows. “He’s actually a really decent guy under the bravado, and if you spent the time to get to know him rather than judge him on face value, you’d see that like I do.”

“Whatever! I don’t know what’s wrong with you, that you have to lower yourself into thinking you’re only good enough for someone like him. You’re worth so much more than that.” He emphasizes the word and points, I’m insulted but flattered at the same time.

“Well, I don’t know what your issue is here Chad, but you’re not my brother or my father so you need not worry about me. I’m a big girl and I can take care of myself.”

“Yeah, until he breaks your heart. Then you’ll come crying to me to help you, and I’ll have to be the one to put you back together,” he says and I furrow my brows.

“Well, that’s what friends do Chad. They’re here for each other if something bad happens or goes wrong,” I say and he scoffs.

“Friends, yeah, that’s it isn’t it?” he asks and I shake my head wondering what the hell has gotten into him.

“What is wrong with you? I came here to cheer you up not get into a fight with you.”

He stands up, picking up his leather jacket and drinking the last of his beer. “Then I’ll make it easy on us both and leave,” he says and starts to walk away.

“Chad,” I exclaim, but he doesn’t stop. I reach out and grab his arm, but he flinches out of my grip and keeps walking.

I stand up and face him. “Chad!” I call out, but he continues to walk away from me and out of the room. I fold my arms over my chest and wonder what the fuck has gotten up his goat. I shake my head and look back over to Danger, who’s looking at me and half smiling, so I walk over and sit down next to him in the booth. At least his frosty demeanor at the after parties has softened, and now I can talk to him while my dad is around. Caleb is talking to Aston and Slayed are all talking together while I sit in the booth with Recoil and some of the VIP guests.

“You okay? That looked intense,” Danger says placing his hand on my leg under the table.

I nod and frown. “Yeah, I have no idea what it was about, though. He seemed really pissed off at me and I have no idea why,” I say and Danger winces.

“Do you think it’s because of me?” he asks and I shake my head even though I know it is.

“No, I believe he just has some weird issues he needs to sort out. I’m sure he’ll get over it,” I say and Danger smiles while some blonde bird laughs like a hyena over the other side of the booth.

I look across and Ryan and Matt are both sitting with girls on their laps and Nate is on my side with a stack of empty alcohol glasses in front of him. These guys sure know how to party and yet it seems while they were partying, Danger was spending his time in an office with me rather than on multiple girls and alcohol. Now if Chad thinks he’s so bad then why would he be doing this night after night at every party we go to? I think Chad has Danger all wrong. And I don’t know what Chad’s issue is, but I hope he gets over it sooner rather than later, because honestly, I need my best friend around. And if Chad is going to ignore me because I’m going to be spending my time with Danger, I don’t want to have to choose between them. It’s a choice I can’t make. A choice I won’t make. And if that’s the road that Chad is going to take, then I’m going to have to think long and hard about what I’m going to say to him. He needs to settle down because for the next five months Danger is a part of both of our lives whether he likes it or not.