Hot Southern Mess (Hide Your Crazy) (16 page)

“Oh, well, Tiny is waiting in the car,” I mumble, forcing myself to stand.

“Sit down. Tiny already left,” Reid said sternly, looking up into my eyes.

It was like I was a trained dog; immediately I sat on command, hoping to get rewarded with a treat for doing what was told.
The sexual tension between us was electric. If a spark had ignited, the whole area would have gone up in damn flames. I hated that he had such control over me, considering he had basically ignored me the last couple weeks.

I had to convince myself that tonight wasn’t what I wanted. I wanted an evening with Brantley tomorrow
, and tonight couldn’t happen.

Reid offered his hand, and without thinking my arm betrayed my mind
, and willing gave my hand over. Apparently, my mind had no say in what my body did tonight.

Chapter 16: What’s
a little sex between friends?

“There was something about you Molly Anne. I can’t quiet put my finger on what the attraction is to you, but it’s there.”

“Wow, that was like a backhanded compliment,” I scoffed, jerking my hand away from Reid’s clutches. This man confused the hell out of me.
One minute he could be a total gentleman, and the next a raging asshole who I wanted to throat punch. I refused to battle the Jekyll and Hyde attitude he gave off.

“Knock it off
, Molly Anne; you know exactly what I mean.”

“Really
, Reid? Because you say one thing, yet mean the next. One minute you’re totally civil and nice to me, and the next you shun me like I’m a walking disease. I’ve offered you nothing but friendship, and really, I’m thinking it’s kind of a one sided thing now. I can’t keep putting in the effort when it’s a fifty-fifty shot if you’re going to respond.”

Reid folded his arms across his stomach and focused back on the water. The silence out here was defining. I wanted to scream at the man; say something, anything at all. But the silence lingered.

“This is my absolute favorite spot in the entire world.
Right here, on my deck, staring out at the water. Even with as much traveling as I’ve done all the different cities, the beautiful sights, the amazing people I’ve encountered nothing really beats being home.” Reid sighed, still focusing on the water.

I should be angry with him. Fire should be shooting out of my mouth and laser beams
radiating from my eyes. I just verbally dumped everything I was holding in when it came to my feelings, and he was so calm and relaxed. I should get up and walk out, letting the door slam when I reached the house. But I don’t. For some unknown reason, I continued to sit there, in the dark, watching the man that made me angrier than an elephant getting Botox, zone out in the beauty.

“I always come back here.
Having something to come back to can erase all the bad that happens during the time away; a magical healing power in a girly kind of way,” Reid snickered, turning to look at me.

“Why are you crying
, Molly Anne?” Concern showed on Reid’s face as he reached out and grabbed my hands.

“So, you are human.
” I tried to laugh, removing my hands from Reid’s and wiping the tears away from my eyes. This man was five million times complicated. He put on that tough exterior and rocked it to its fullest, not once letting the cracks of the years show through his facade. Getting the opportunity to see what he kept hidden was a moment to cherish for a lifetime. Even if we may never cross paths again after this tour, I can truly say I got the privilege to know the man behind the rock star.

“You completely confuse and infatuate me all at the same time
, Reid; you know that?” I laugh, shaking my head at the madness of the situation.

Reid flashed me a smile that melted me on the spot. If anyone would have told me twelve hours ago I would be sitting outside, watching the moonlight with Reid, I would have told them they were
fricken’ nuts. Now, the only nuts that were obvious were the ones rattling up in my empty head.

“Beer?”
Reid asked.

“That sounds fantastic,” I replied with a soft smile. I had no clue where tonight was going, but I knew it would all be okay in the end.

“You guys seriously thought you wouldn’t get arrested?” I said between laughing hysterics. We had been trading stupid stories for the last hour, tipping beer after beer back and enjoying the company.

“Well, we thought since we were
, you know, famous that they wouldn’t tell us no.” Reid chuckled, leaning back on the ends of his barstool.

“Wait, you really thought that letting out a flock of ostriches down Main Street for a feathered parade was a good idea?”

“When you mention it now, it was a really stupid idea. But I can say that lots and lots of alcohol led to that stupid decision.”

“You guys are fucking crazy!”

“Just wait; we are only on the first leg of the tour. You have yet to see crazy until you hit the last two weeks and everyone just wants to go home. Pretty sure it’s straight insanity at that point.” Reid grabbed the empty beer bottles from the bar and tossed them into the trash.

Getting off the uncomfortable bar stool, I stretched my buzzed body and headed for the couches.
“So why in the world did you claim you had something for me to do? Was it a trap to lure me to your place and make me your sex slave?”

Reid scrunched his face and followed me over to the large sectional, flopping himself just inches away from my body.
“I didn’t really give it a thought, Molly Anne. I just wanted you here with me tonight.”

“Cause I wouldn’t mind being a sex slave,” I taunted, slapping his thigh and wiggling my eyebrows. Sex with this man was
fantastic, and I totally wouldn’t mind doing it again. A girl has needs too, and this man fulfilled all of them.

“Classy
, Molly Anne, real classy.” Reid laughed, rolling his eyes.

“Oh please, I am the poster child for class. Sure, I may not look like it, but I was born southern royal
ty,” I scoffed, crossing my arms tightly across my chest.

“Yep, and I was a virgin until
eighteen.”

“I didn’t know you ever held that title
, Mr. Rock Star?” A sly grin spread across my face as I fought to hold back the laughter. I doubted that man held on to his v-card for very long anyway.

“Please, elaborate on your royal linage
, Miss. Molly Anne,” Reid mocked, pretending to bow next to me on the couch.

“M
y parents were well known in their town. We were……………….um………………country club brats? I spent my younger years fighting my parents from becoming a smaller version of my mother. Money was everything, and with money came social standings, and with social standings came power.” It wasn’t like I was trying to hide my past. I didn’t grow up in a broken home, we weren’t poor, and there was no real hidden secret that would shame my family if it got out.

“For some reason, I just can’t envision you in that lifestyle,” Reid questioned.

“Well, I really didn’t fit in. I played the role when I needed to when I was younger, but it wasn’t like I was the girl that went out on dates every weekend or anything like that,” I muttered. I was a social outcast in that environment, but I was totally okay with it. Took me a long time, but I did make the best of the situation I was given.

“I don’t believe you.”

“Huh?” I responded, confused at his statement.

“Molly Anne, you are stunning. I can’t believe that you didn’t date,” Reid stated, bumping his shoulder into mine.

“No, really, I didn’t date. My sister was the one everyone wanted to be with. She was the perfect socialite and daughter. Me on the other hand, well my black clothes and dyed hair never really fit the image my parents tried to portray.”

“What color is your hair
, Molly Anne?”

I don’t know why that question made me nervous, but for a sp
lit second I felt like running; leaving this conversation and breaking out into the night sky, desperate to put a wall back up between us.

“Well,
it’s like a dirty blonde, or something like that,” I mumbled. I felt naked right now in front of this man; like my outer shield of confidence was stripped away and there I was, alone.

“Why in the world are you cowering?”
Reid turned his body to face me, forcing my eyes to meet his gaze.

“Reid
, you make me nervous,” I replied, breaking contact and staring down at the couch. Suddenly his warm hand was gripping the bottom of my chin, forcing my head upright.

“Molly Anne, there is absolutely no reason for you to be ashamed of who you are or who you were. Everyone has things that they don’t like about who they are or their past, but it is no reason to let it affect the way you live now.”

I’ve always been a gutsy kind of girl. One that if told I couldn’t do it, I would try my damnedest until I would prove you wrong. So given that moment and the feelings that loomed in the air, I didn’t really think twice before wrapping my arms around his neck and crashing my lips into his. Call me crazy, or call me brilliant, either way I was going to go for something that I wanted. And right now, I wanted Reid.

It didn’t take long until we were both naked and laying on the floor. This wasn’t a ‘let’s make love’ kind of moment, more of an ‘I need you right now’ kind of thing. There were no words exchanged as we ripped the clothing from our bodies, pulling at any article of clothing that got in the way of our touch. I wanted to feel this man completely with nothing between us, enjoying the simplicity of a quick fuck of pleasure.

Reid’s lips
never left mine as we worked our bodies together, letting our hands roam over each other’s warm skin. Feeling the contours of his muscles, digging my fingers deep into his taunt skin, letting the heat from our skin burn one another as we continued to let our tongues explore one another.

“I want you
, Molly Anne,” he muttered, biting my bottom lip, causing my insides to convulse and shudder.

“Take me,” I gush
ed, letting him spread my legs further apart with his knee.

I knew the feeling that would be coming. I had been desperate for his thickness since the last time. I wanted to be able to take every inch of this man, letting him fill me completely. Closing my eyes I quickly pressed my lips back to his, relaxing my hips and sliding my legs further apart, making room for this man to enter me.

Without warning, Reid rammed himself into me, causing instant satisfaction to spread throughout my body. A gasp escaped from my lips, letting him slip further into me, filling up every inch I had given him.

“Molly
,, you feel so fucking amazing,” Reid slurred, pushing himself into me faster.

It was always easy to get myself off, but during sex it took a little longer for that feeling to build. Sure, there was nothing like the actual thing forcing itself between your folds over and over again, instead of something with a switch and batteries.
But this man had my insides turning, knowing exactly how to work his cock, sending my body into a tizzy.

My body began to quiver in anticipation. Knowing that my release was only a few moments
, away my insides began to throb, contracting each time his cock entered me.

“Molly……………..” Reid moaned, thrusting himself into me hard, one last time. An explosion of pure bliss slammed my body at full speed; ripping my insides
into small wonderful pieces of satisfaction. My body shook as I desperately tried to cling to the feeling, not wanting the sensation to leave my body just yet.

“Oh
, Molly Anne, what am I going to do with you?” Reid whispered in my ear, letting the heat of his breath linger on my skin.

“You called me Molly,” I answered in shock.
I was always Molly Anne to him; apparently this time, it was different.

It felt like I had been sitting in the saddle for too long. I was rocking some wonderful bowlegs as
I scampered for the bathroom, thinking my vagina was just going to detach from my damn body and go on strike. How that man could get it up that many times was a fricken Christmas miracle, considering I was done after the fifth round. Reid was relentless in his pursuit of satisfaction last night; caused me to scream out profanities on several occasions. What I wanted now was a long hot bath, something to let my muscles relax and stop yelling at me for the Olympic time trials I put them through last night.

The morning light was absolutely breathtaking coming through the large windows of Reid’s room.
This place was gorgeous at night, but even more so when the sunlight came bursting through the windows. Reid’s room was everything that I imagined it to be, after seeing some of the home last night. A massive modern four-post bed sat on the east interior wall, thus making watching the sun rise over the lake almost a fantasy. His room was sparse, besides the gigantic bed, just a long single dresser sat on the other interior wall and a comfy looking chair and end table on the far glass window. He must have hired a decorator, because no man should have been able to put that shade of grey, blue, and black together unless he had a flair for decorating. I had instantly fallen into a deep slumber when Reid carried my worn out body to his bed, sometime early in the morning. It was like sleeping on a cloud; I didn’t want to wake up. Unfortunately, my very little bladder had sounded the alarm earlier, thus making my exit from the world’s most comfortable bed a sad departure.

My mouth dropped when I stepped into the bathroom. Heat radiated through the tiled floor and once again the modern deco vibe
had taken form in this room. I just about turned to ooze when I noticed his tub. It was seriously the size of a small pool, sitting flush on the tile floor line.

“You like?” Reid’s grumbly voice filled the room.

I turned around quickly, startled from the sound. Reid stood leaning on the doorframe, in just a pair of black sweatpants. His hair looked like sex and a definite lack of shaving the last couple days was very obvious this morning. If I wasn’t so sore, I would have begged for him to do me over the counter right there.