Hot Southern Mess (Hide Your Crazy) (13 page)

“Whatever
, Molly; let’s go boys, I’m hungry.” Brody laughed, reaching over and slapping Brantley on the shoulder.  I stepped to the side and let Tysen, Ryder, and Brody pass by with their entourage, holding my breath for the moment Reid came in contact.

“You look beautiful tonight, Molly Anne,” Reid leaned down and whispered in my ear, causing my heart to skip a beat and fall right out of my damn vagina. All I could do was blush; there were no words even being formulated in my brain right now.

“Are you ready?” Brantley questioned, noticing the wonderful shade of red my face had turned.

“Yep.
This place has beer, right?”

Chapter 13
Beer, the saving grace of all awkward situations.

Dinner was fantastic, and the company was even better. Brantley’s ego wasn’t engrossed with being a large rock star, but a real gentleman emerged in our conversation. He was like a normal guy, and I could totally see myself welcoming him into my life with open arms. I wasn’t ready to commit to anything since Jefferson left me broken and shattered those few years ago, but I was okay just keeping things somewhat casual.

“So,
what’s up with Reid?” Brantley mentioned in the car, heading back to the hotel.

“What do you mean?”

“It just seems weird between you two, like there is something there.” Brantley shrugged, grabbing my hand and softly rubbing circles across the top.

“There is nothing between us, I just work for him.” I would love to admit that there was something between us, but then at the same time I wasn’t going to take a leap into crazy land and forget everything he has done in front of me the short amount of time we have known each other. Here, sitting next to me was a man wanting something from me; something that I didn’t know if
I had the rights to give away. My heart was guarded from the past; sheltered and locked away from the evils that lurked throughout the game called love. So why in the world could I not open up completely and explain to this wonderful man that I wasn’t ready to take a step further?

I glanced up into Brantley’s eyes at the exact moment he clasped the side of the face and pulled me into a kiss, melting my insides on the spot. This wasn’t a kiss of lust, but one of passion. It wasn’t
‘I want in your pants and you’re pretty’ kind of thing, but one that searched for commitment in the uncertainty. It didn’t feel wrong, but it also didn’t feel right.

Pulling back from the heated moment, I let a smile sneak up on my face as I glanced at the floor of the town car.
I was the girl who wasn’t afraid of the casual romp and one night stands. I knew who I was, and wasn’t afraid to get what I wanted. So how in the world could that one kiss cause me to rethink things that I had set in stone in order to achieve my dreams? It wasn’t a life altering kiss, but none the less it still held some apparently magical powers that made me rethink the possibilities of doing something in my life that deviated from the norm. How can the heart deny the offering of such emotion when it seems to come from the freedom on sincerity and love? Why does my mind tell me to just fall and let the man catch me, while a voice deep down inside screams that this isn’t it?

“Too much?”
Brantley questioned, his eyes searching mine for the answer.

“I don’t know,” I whispered, breaking my gaze wit
h the floor and looking back into those steel grey eyes.

I don’t know anything anymore.

The ride was silent in the elevator as we waited for the doors to open to our floor. It wasn’t an uncomfortable silence, but one that still held an edge and uncertainty to what direction the conversation should take. Brantley leaned over and bumped my shoulder, offering that trademark smile of his. I couldn’t help but grin back. Even if I was battling inner demons inside my messed up mind, this man was here to offer me a smile and a hand in the turmoil.

Brantley reached for my hand once again, and of course I let his finger
s wrap with mine. Without ushering another word, we silently walked over to my door.

“Thanks for tonight
, Molly.”

“I’m sorry I checked out in the car,” I offered sheepishly.

“No worries. I’ll see you tomorrow?”

I nodded my head and leaned up on my tip toes to softly press a kiss to his lips. Swiftly, I dropped my key into the reader and stepped inside, tossing a smile over my shoulder at the wonderful man standing in the hallway. Smiling to
myself as the door shut, I wandered over to Simon’s case and heaved him into my arms. Sitting on my bed, I quietly started to strum his strings, letting my mind wander once again in the beautiful music that escaped from his body.

A knock at the door startled me, as I gently laid my precious guitar on the bed and hurried to the door. I figured it was Brantley, forgetting to tell me something, but my heart started to panic when I opened the door and another figure stood braced against the door jam.

“Reid.” T
he shock was evident in my tone.

“I
can’t do this anymore,” he stammered, pushing his way past me and into my room. I took a step into the room and let the door slam behind me, causing a jolt to ripple through my confused body.

“What in the world
, Reid?”

Suddenly my body was flat up against the wall and his hands braced firmly on either side of my hips. My body was instantly aware of the situation, but my mind was still clouded and confused.

“This, Molly Anne, I can’t keep doing this,” he whispered in my ear, letting his hot breath linger over the sensitive area right below my jawline.

I held my breath as he continued to linger; my body getting hotter by the second. I should be pushing him off and demanding that he leave, but
I couldn’t. It was like I was frozen in his damn trance; the moment our skin connected all previous thoughts and wishes were thrown out the door and my vagina was allowed to do all the thinking.

“Then don’t,” I whisper, closing my eyes and bracing for what happened next.

It was like a flood of emotion when I uttered those words. His lips crashed into mine and my hands shot up into
his hair, pulling his face closer to mine to savor the kiss. There was something about these moments that made my insides shatter and scatter into a million and one pieces. No longer did I have to deny that the feelings were one sided, I obviously wasn’t the only one feeling the attraction to each other.

Our lips continued to smash into each other; forcef
ully pressing our bodies together.  It was a feverish moment that no one could explain; no words were uttered and only sounds of passion filled the room.

Pulling on the top of his shirt, Reid broke the grasp he had on my waist and
swiftly reached a hand behind his head, yanking it off over his body. His mouth broke away from mine and started to trail hot wet kisses down my neck, stopping at my exposed collarbone.

“Take it off,” he commanded, his blue eyes darkened by the second.

I gripped the hem of my long sleeve black shirt and yanked it above my head, tossing it carelessly on the floor. My hands immediately went back to his shoulders, letting my fingers follow the muscles and contours of his neck and upper body.

Reid smirked at the red lace bra I had covering my breasts
, and crashed his mouth back into mine, sending a moan that rippled throughout my body. His touch burned on my bare skin, making me shudder in delight.

In one quick motion my legs were wrapped around his waist and we were heading toward the bed, not once b
reaking the contact of our lips, letting his tongue enter my mouth again and again. I was suddenly dropped on the bed, and used every opportunity to take in the sight standing over me. Reid was every little girl’s fairy tale. Tall, dark, and handsome wasn’t something that was spoken lightly when people referred to this man. His body was built to perfection, a true sight to be seen. His tattoo’s rippled across his arms and shoulders, and they connected by an absolutely stunning piece that graced his upper chest. Letting my eyes drop further south, this man’s abs had my girly bits in all sorts of erratic submission. I wanted to lick the crevices that separated his six-pack, and let my tongue wander down his stunning Adonis belt that trailed into his low slung jeans. I wanted to taste every inch of that man, letting my mouth get more than just some lip action.

He leaned
over me on the bed and quickly undid the button of my red skinny jeans, slowly sliding the zipper down. My breathing quickened and I reached over to slide the pants down on my legs.

“Put your hands above your head
, Molly Anne,” Reid demanded.

The urgency and force in his voice was evident, the look in his eyes primal. This wasn’t going to be a nice, long, sweet, making love type of sexual encounter. Reid wasn’t that type of man who would wine and dine me, then send me roses the next morning. No, this was going to be rough, fierce, and primal. Exactly how I wanted it.

I raised my hands above my head and groaned with discontent. I wanted to touch him, run my hands over his tattoos
, and sink my teeth into the side of his neck. Being submissive wasn’t exactly my style; I never took well to direction, especially in bed.

Reid straddled my waist and let his hand trail down my chest, stopping at the center of my bra.

“Oh Molly Anne, I‘ve wanted to do this since I met you. I can’t tell you how many countless times I’ve thought about taking you. Bending you over a couch, throwing you down on a bed, smashing you into a wall and making you scream you’re mine.”

The sound of his voice made my in
sides throb. I needed him. I needed this man inside me.

Lowering my hands from above my head, I reached out and grabbed his belt, bringing his body closer to mine.

“What did I say, Molly Anne?”

A whimper escaped my mouth as I let go of my hold and replaced my arms where he wanted them. Slowly, Reid’s hands trailed up my bare skin to my shoulders, sliding the red
satin straps down on my skin.

“Reid,” I whined, trying my best to contain myself underneath him.

“Your skin is so soft, makes me want to rub my cock all over it.” Reid’s jaw tightened while he tugged on the straps further, causing my breasts to spill out of their confinements.

“Just when I thought I had you figured out Molly Anne, you surprise me with these,” He chuckled, reaching out and pulling on the small silver hoops attached to my nipples.

My back arched as he tugged on the hoops, causing my hands to shoot out and grip his arms, yanking his body down on mine. Our mouths once again got carried away as my fingers dug into his muscular back. Breaking away from our kiss, Reid began to trail his lips down my neck, past my collar bone, and stopped right between my breasts.

“Do you like it when someone plays with these?” His voice teased me,
flicking the tip of his tongue on one of the rings.

I was about to explode, there was no stopping the amoun
t of satisfaction I hoped to receive. Groaning, I wrapped my fingers into his hair, pushing my breasts closer to his face. His mouth wrapped around one of my nipples, sending spasms to my already throbbing and desperately needing attention pussy.

“Reid, I need you,” I moaned, letting my head fall back on the bed in sheer lust.
Reid’s mouth pulled and sucked on my right breast while his hand caressed and tugged on my left. This feeling was euphoric, but I wanted more. Something hard and forceful between my legs.

Placing my hands against his chest, I forcefully shoved his hard body
off of mine. Giving me an opportunity to sit up and gain leverage.

“Reid, I want you now. No more teasing, no more
demands, I need this,” I growl. I wasn’t into the whole let’s continue to tease Molly act. In one quick motion I was again flat on my back, but this time Reid’s fingers flew to my jeans. His hands worked smoothly, popping the button and sliding them down my legs, pausing for only a brief second to realize I wasn’t wearing any panties.

“Are you trying to kill me?”

“Huh?” I muttered, silently praying he would stop dinking around and get it going.

“You really should wear underwear my dear.
I would love to rip them off you.”

I closed my eyes and let out a daunting sigh, this was taking way too long for my liking. A soft thump hit the floor as he dropped his pants, and the rustle of foil was unmistakable.
I knew I was getting wet from the sheer thought of his cock entering my body, there was no doubt about it. I wanted this man.

“There’s no more sharing
, Molly Anne,” Reid’s voice echoed in my ears, shoving my legs apart and thrusting his cock into me. Instantly my body was racked with pleasure as my insides stretched to accommodate the length and width.

Letting out a gasp
as my fingers clenched the bed sheets, bucking my hips into his, making him slide deeper inside my small frame. Reid moaned as I shifted my weight underneath his, spreading my legs wider to make sure every last inch of him was able to fit inside me.

Reid’s lips found mine once again and
I grabbed the sides of his face; sucking, biting, blissfully enjoying the connection we were having. If this is what it felt like every damn time, I wasn’t going to let this man out of my room. Fuck this shit, we were going to live here and stay naked forever.

“God
, Molly Anne, you are so fucking tight,” he moaned, picking up the pace as he continued to enter me, over and over again. I couldn’t help but rock my hips with his, clenching my muscles tighter around his cock, sending shudders down his body.

“Knock that shit off, otherwise I’m not going to last,” Reid grumbled, catching my bottom lip between his teeth.