Until Harmony (Until Her 4)

As soon as I reach the lot where I parked my bike, I put her to her feet, keeping hold of her hand. I kick my leg over the seat of my Harley then order, “On. Now.”

“I’m not getting on your bike,” she hisses, trying to pull her hand free.

“Get on, Harmony.”

“No!” She tries to tug free, but I don’t let her go. Instead, I use her hand to pull her closer, then take her mouth, thrusting my tongue between her lips. Her free hand starts out trying to shove me off, but soon, she’s pressing her tits against my chest, trying to get closer.

Ripping my mouth from hers, I repeat, “Get on,” watching her eyelids flutter open.

Her eyes scan mine. I don’t know what she’s looking for, but she must find it.

“Fine,” she whispers, tossing her leg over the bike behind me and wrapping her arms around my waist.

Squeezing her bare thigh in silent approval, I let her go, start my bike, and then take off toward her place. Pulling into her driveway twenty minutes later, I park next to her car and wait for her to get off. By the time I shut down the engine and dismount, she’s up the steps and at the door. Widening my stride, I make it there as she bends to pick up Dizzy. As I step up behind her, I wrap my hand around her hip, forcing her inside a step so I can close the door behind me. The second I click the lock in place, her shoulders bunch and she steps away.

Fuck.

“Harmony,” I call, but she doesn’t turn to look at me. Instead, she shakes her head, goes to the glass door, and opens it up, letting Dizzy out. “Angel, look at me.” I watch her turn toward me slowly, and that’s when I see tears in her eyes. Seeing her attempt to blink them away, the anger sitting in my gut vanishes.

“I’m sorry.” Her voice comes out in a whisper. “I didn’t mean to do it. I don’t know what I was thinking.”

My brows pull together and I take a step toward her. “What are you talking about?”

“Ki—” She shakes her head. “Kissing you.” Her cheeks turn pink and she drops her eyes from mine. “I don’t know what I was thinking. I care about you, about our friendship. I shouldn’t have ruined that by kissing you. It was stupid. I’m so sorry.”

“Are you’re shitting me?” I growl in disbelief. She lifts her eyes to mine and they widen as I close the distance between us. “Babe, pretty sure you felt me participating in the first kiss, and you know I instigated the second one. So I don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about right now.”

She blinks, looking adorably confused. “But….”

“Do you know how hard you made me? Know how badly I wanted to rip those fucking shorts down your thighs so I could bury myself inside you? I didn’t walk off because I didn’t want you. I walked off so I didn’t fuck you in front of a hundred people. I needed a minute to calm the fuck down.”

Her lips part, and I shake my head, ripping a hand through my hair in frustration.

“I know I shouldn’t have walked away without explaining that shit to you, but you shouldn’t have run off without giving me a chance. You also shouldn’t have run off, turned off your phone, and then ignored me when I came to your door.” I lean in and growl, “Repeatedly.”

“I…. I thought. I…” Her eyes close and she tips her head back toward the ceiling. “God, I’m an idiot.”

Taking another step toward her, I wrap my hand around her waist and her eyes open, meeting mine. “I should have made a move sooner.”

“What?”

“Do you know how hard it’s been, being around you and not touching you the way I want? How hard it’s been, keeping my hands to myself, when that’s not what I want? How hard it was for me not to claim you when your dad asked me what it is I’m doing with you?”

“What?” she repeats, this time with wonder.

“I didn’t want to scare you off. I knew if I came at you the way I wanted from the beginning, you would have shut me down,” I confess, and her eyes slide away, letting me know I was right thinking that. “I knew I was getting inside that head of yours, but until that kiss, I didn’t know I was already in there,” I emphasize the last words with a squeeze.

“I thought… I thought you just wanted to be friends,” she says, avoiding my gaze by looking at my collarbone.

“I do want to be your friend.” I get closer then lean down and place my mouth close to her ear. “I also want to fuck you.” Feeling her shiver, I slide my free hand around her and pull her fully into me. “Now tell me where do we stand, Harmony?”