We spent the night in the hospital with Annie. As the story turns out, she went home with that guy she was all over and they did drugs together. She doesn’t remember much and feels completely embarrassed about it all. We decided to keep Dad in the dark mainly because he’d be ropable and wouldn’t deal with this at all well. We agreed, as the women of the house, to keep it between ourselves.

Today, while Annie recovers and spends time talking it through with Mum, Danger is over and I’m going to spend the day with him before he leaves. We’re in my bedroom lying on the bed listening to music and just cuddling talking about how he’s still trying to get a tour lined up for Recoil. I feel terrible that nothing has happened for his band. I can’t really understand why nothing’s happening for him, but at least he’s trying to get things going. Not every band can have things handed to them on a silver platter like Staked has had. We were lucky, being the kids of a famous band helped push us into stardom, but Danger doesn’t have that luxury so he’s to do it the old-fashioned way with lots of hard work. I just wish I could help him somehow.

Right now, though, I need to stop worrying and be here in the moment with him. He’s leaving later on today and God knows how long it will be before I see him again. It was a year between trips, let’s hope it’s not that long again. I run my finger along his chest while nuzzling into his side while we lay on my bed. I’m glad Mum’s letting us have our time together, but she’s so occupied with Annie right now, I think she doesn’t really care that Danger is in my bedroom.

“What time do you have to leave?” I ask softly.

He brings his arm up to look at his watch and he groans. “In about two hours,” he says and I frown in response.

“I feel like when I do see you the amount of time is never enough,” I murmur.

He turns on his side facing me and caresses my cheek looking into my eyes. “Ella, no amount of time is enough with you. I hate that I have to leave again, and I hate that our time spent together has been minimal. I just wish I could find a way to see you more,” he says and leans in kissing the tip of my nose.

I exhale and close my eyes taking in all the senses around me, his smell, his touch. Everything around me is encompassing me in Danger and I love it.

“Danger,” I murmur and open my eyes looking at him.

“Yeah, sugar?”

“Will you make love to me, please?” I ask and he raises an eyebrow and smirks.

“But your mum’s downstairs?”

I purse my lips and shake my head moving my hand to caress his cheek.

“I don’t care, she’s occupied with Annie, and I won’t see you for months or maybe even a year. I need to feel you, Danger. Don’t you need to feel me too?” I ask and his intense blue eyes flame with desire as he moves leaning kissing me strongly. I open my mouth letting his tongue in. It dances with mine setting me on an insatiable fire that only Danger can douse. He moves over the top of me and I wrap my legs around his waist. Grinding his hips into me, I moan out in pleasure feeling delight in the fact that he’s growing hard against me. My hands rush through his hair pulling him to me. I need him…I need to feel him. Every inch of me is craving him, and right now I don’t even care if Mum was to walk in on us because I just need to be with Danger.

He pulls back and looks me in the eyes. “Do you have a lock on your door?” he asks and I smile and nod.

He stands up and walks over to my door flicking the lock, then turns around walking back to me while taking off his vest. I sit up and pull off my sundress.

“Fuck, I’ve needed this, to see you naked again,” he says coming back to the bed, standing at the edge and unzipping his jeans. His pants fall to the floor freeing his rock hard cock and I smirk, biting my bottom lip as I gaze at the magnificence of his body. The artwork ordaining every inch of him and the pure-toned physique has me practically wiping away my drool. Moving my hands to the back, I unclip my bra and throw it to the floor as he runs his hands up my thighs to edge of my panties and grabs hold pulling them down, leaving me completely naked on my bed. He throws them to the floor and leans in kissing me hard, his hand fisting in my hair as he kneels on the bed.

He stands back up and looks down at my nakedness and grins. “God, you’re a sight,” he says and shakes his head. “I want you on your hands and knees sugar, I’m going to take you from behind, okay?” he asks.

I nod while turning around and crawling onto the bed to position myself on my hands and knees in the middle for him. He moves to the back of the bed and kneels in behind me. “You’re so beautiful like this, Ella,” he says and I smile and shake my head, even though he always gives me compliments like that I never believe them.

He runs his hands along my sides and I start to breathe heavier knowing that this is not going to be making love, but our usual fucking style that he does so well. His hands come to rest on my hips and one slides around my front. “Part your legs a little more, sugar,” he demands and I do.

His hand comes around and his finger finds my clit and I inhale and close my eyes dropping my head down in satisfaction. He presses his hard cock against my arse while he rubs against my clit. The pressure is slowly building and I moan slightly at the pleasure of his touch. He grinds into me as he rotates his finger which only works me up further. I’m starting to pant as the friction is increasingly becoming intoxicating. My back begins to arch and my hips move in time with his movements. My breathing is heavy and as I begin to see flashes of light behind my tightly clenched eyes. I moan as he presses harder on my clit.

“Come for me, baby.” Hearing him call me baby always does something to me.

My body tenses and flames in intense heat. I start to shake and pant as the explosion hits me forcing me to moan out his name. He grips hold of me so I don’t fall onto the bed in exhaustion as he chuckles slightly.

“Good?” he murmurs leaning down and kissing my back.

Murmuring out a simple, “Mmhmm,” is all I can manage as he moves in behind me.

“You okay to go or do you need a second?” he asks with a hint of humor in his voice.

“I’m fine,” I say and he chuckles moving his hand to my hip and positioning himself at my entrance. I brace myself for the thrust, and as he moves his tip inside me, I exhale at the feeling. It’s been so long I’ve forgotten what it’s like. I gasp as he moves in me slowly, not at all the fast thrust I was expecting. He lets me fully adjust to him as he moans slightly when he’s deeply seated inside of me.

“God, I’ve missed being inside of you, sugar,” he says and slowly pulls back making my body heat with desire. Moving my hips in time with his, he starts to move us in a slow rhythm and I relish in the fact I’m now entwined with Danger again.

It’s been a year. So long since we’ve been joined and now that we are it’s like we never had any time apart, we fit so well together. He starts to pick up his pace and is thrusting a little faster. His grip on my hips tightens and he’s breathing through his nose harshly which is a good sign that he’s enjoying himself. The pleasure inside me is definitely building again as he fucks me from behind. Our bodies colliding together in perfect harmony is taking me to new heights as I moan from the dizzying experience. He moves his hand from my hip down and under to cup my breast and he massages it firmly intensifying my pleasure. I love that he knows how to work me up and he’s doing an excellent job of it. My body is coating with a fine mist of sweat and we’re both panting and breathing harshly. I can’t control the moans coming from me. I’m trying to be quiet with both Mum and Annie in the house, but Danger is making it difficult for me to reign it in.

He pounds into me hard and fast now and it’s safe to say that we’re fucking. This is Danger’s style to a tee and I love every pleasurable second of it. He thrusts into me harder and moves his hand from my breast to my clit and presses on it hard. The moment his finger touches my sensitive bud I’m on the edge instantly. I moan loudly as my head jolts backward in ecstasy. Danger’s hand on my hip travels up my spine and into my hair, he fists it and pulls my head back as he fucks me hard and fast. Being dominated like this is his way and I’ve missed it.

“Fuck Ella, I’m close,” he groans through gritted teeth.

“Me too,” I murmur as he circles on my clit again which forces my back to arch and my breathing hitch.

He thrusts harder and my body begins to shake. I’m panting and clenching my eyes as I start to see flashes of light. He tightens his grip on my hair and presses harder on my clit which makes my body flame hot then I tense up so tightly every part of me is constricting.

“Oh Jesus, sugar,” he groans and circles on my clit one last time thrusting deeper which sets me off into an earth-shattering orgasm. I moan loud as my body constricts and then releases in ecstasy just as he jolts and unloads inside of me with a long drawn out moan.

“Fucking hell,” Danger says, his body collapsing on top of mine. I can’t hold us up and I fall onto the bed with him on top of me. We both pant and come down from our outstanding highs as he leans up slightly so he doesn’t squash me.

“Fuck, that was hot,” he whispers leaning in and kissing behind my ear.

I smile and turn my head so he can kiss my lips, which he does. His kiss is soft and gentle, nothing like the pounding he just gave me. He slowly pulls back and swipes a stray strand of hair from the side of my face.

“You’re beautiful, you know that?” he says.

“No, I’m not, I’m just normal,” I say and he huffs and pulls out of me and rolls onto his side and faces me running his hand up my arm.

“No Ella, really. You’re one of the most beautiful women I know, not only outside but inside as well. I don’t know anyone who would’ve stuck by me for this long. You amaze me. I’m a lucky man,” he says bringing his hand up to caress my cheek.

“Well, thank you. It hasn’t been easy. Having you away, especially for a year and not hearing from you for three weeks at a time is so hard Danger, it makes life difficult for me,” I say honestly.

He frowns. “I know baby, I’ll do better. I’ll be better, you’re worth it,” he says and I roll on my side and cuddle into him. Even with all the time away and my confusion about where we stand, the moment I’m back in his arms things seem to slide back into place. I feel like I’m falling for him all over again. I’m right back to Ella and Danger on tour where he’s my world and I’d do anything to be his girl. Right now, Danger is all I can think about and in my heart I want us to work. When I’m with him it feels fantastic, but when we’re apart we drift and the connection loses itself. I’m worried that with him going away again that it will go back to him not calling again for three weeks at a time and I can feel myself wanting to brace myself for that. He says he’ll be different, but he’s said that before too.

 

***

 

We cuddled until Danger had to leave. I cried, of course, but he tried to make it as painless as possible. He swore he’d do better and he swore he would come and see me again soon. I just don’t know what his version of soon is. The past few days have been dramatic. The night Annie ended up in the hospital she was photographed topless in that guy’s lounge room next to a bottle of vodka and a pill box and the pictures went viral. Needless to say when Dad found out the shit hit the proverbial fan and Staked went into crisis mode with Rob, our agent.

Annie was a mess and completely embarrassed as you would be having your breasts exposed to the world. There were reports of her drug use being brought on by Dad, which made people question his parenting skills and he didn’t like that at all, which of course, was fair enough. He’s worked bloody hard with us and he’s worked even harder with his sobriety, so for the papers to shove that in his face again was a severe blow. But it turned out in the end Rob spun the story so that it worked in our favour, and somehow it managed to get Aston back on Annie’s side and finally…finally, they’re back together.

The change in Annie, once Aston took her back, was dramatic. She was back to her old self again, not the depressed, moping around, sad girl she’d become. She’s my sister and I’d missed her and we’re all so happy to finally have her back to her usual self.

It was great to watch the spin Rob put on the story – ‘Annie coming out of the ashes to find her feet and her true love through the heartache.’ – actually helped make headway for the band. We hadn’t been doing much, but the current drama in the news meant we could start something. Rob pushed for us to headline our own tour which we’re all excited about. We just needed a backup band and I could only think of one thing. I had Danger back in my life for such a short period of time and he’d been working hard trying to get Recoil up and running, so why not suggest them as our backup band? So suggest it I did and Rob made it happen. I was so excited when I rang Danger and told him the news. He was ecstatic at the thought of going on tour again, especially with me, and with only two bands in the show it meant more exposure for Recoil, which is a good thing. If riding on the coat tails of Staked meant Danger’s band could make it big like us, I was all for helping him out. Music was his passion too, and I wanted to help where I could.

I’m making my way back into the music room after calling Danger to tell him about the tour. I’m on such a monumental high that nothing can bring me down. Not only am I going to see Danger again soon, but I’m going to go back on tour with him, which means months of time with him.

This is the best news ever!

I walk inside and notice Chad sitting in the corner and he looks terrible. He’s pale and he has the biggest scowl on his face. Suddenly, a wave of nausea hits me as guilt overflows my veins. I know I would’ve hurt Chad’s feelings offering up Recoil for the backing band, but I really need more time with Danger and I just hope that Chad understands. I can’t stand to look at how depressed Chad looks right now, so I turn and walk out to the kitchen. Suddenly, a set of arms grab and pull, turning me around and then Chad pins me to the wall looking at me fiercely. He seems broken and I bite my bottom lip as his hands grip my arms tightly holding me in place.

“So the kiss meant nothing then? Him ignoring you means nothing? You’re running right back to him the first chance you get?” he asks.

I take a deep breath and exhale releasing his grip from around me and taking a step to the side.

“I have to try, Chad. I owe him that much—”

“You don’t owe him anything. He owes you, Ella. He treats you like shit and you let him. How am I supposed to be on tour with you and him again?” he asks and I shrug and tilt my head.

“We’ll manage,” I say and he runs his hand through his hair and shakes his head then he storms off leaving me feeling cold and desperately alone. And for the first time, I feel like maybe I might be choosing the wrong man. My heart sinks and I swallow hard as I watch Chad stomp away in pure anger. My bottom lip trembles as tears well in my eyes and I sniff back trying not to let it get the better of me, but it does and the tears fall down my cheeks. I feel terrible for hurting him and I feel awful that I feel guilty. But more importantly I feel dreadful that right now I don’t know what, or who I want, and my heart is hurting badly at that thought.