All of this because of Ven?
I had purposely gone out with Ven to see what it would do to Reed.
I figured a fight. Some band drama. Reed and I yelling at each other.
The words I’m sorry were still bouncing around my head. What was he sorry for? Ruining my date with Ven? Or ruining my life when he left me on the side of the road?
“Hey, Reed,” I said. “I don’t know what we’re-”
He turned and somehow dipped down fast enough to kiss me and steal my thoughts.
A quick kiss.
But it was… whoa…
My knees wobbled for a second.
His hands touched my sides and moved up. “You’re going to listen to me, honey. This is your bed tonight. Under the stars. I promised you that at one point.”
“So now you’re keeping to your promises?” I asked.
“I apologized,” he said.
“You didn’t say for what. Or why.”
Reed brushed his lips to mine and then put his mouth to my ear. “I’ll write my apology with my tongue.”
My toes curled and I bit my lip.
He touched the button on my jeans and slipped his hands to my hips and gently pushed my jeans and panties down.
There was a quick sense of getting caught but that went away when I realized this was Reed’s house. There were no neighbors in sight. And it was dark out. There was the dim light from the pool water and the stars above us.
Nothing else.
Also, when the tips of his right fingers eased between my legs, pressing against my swollen folds, I didn’t care about anything else in the world.
His tongue traced a line down my neck to my shirt.
Then he disappeared on me.
Reed started to fall to his knees.
Is this you apologizing, Reed? Begging for forgiveness for what you’ve done?
My cheeks flushed with heat and I looked down and watched him strip me of my jeans and panties.
His hands touched the backs of my legs and he pulled me forward.
I touched his shoulders as his lips kissed my soft and smooth mound.
His tongue teased me, moving up, then down, then back up…
Then back down… and down…
The tip of his tongue curled and pulled against my clit.
I drove my hips forward with a groan and opened my legs.
Reed made a quick move, making me move over the sleeping bags on the ground. His hands touched behind my knees and he forced me to the ground.
Pulling me down, pulling me toward him, his mouth moving down right between my legs.
My back arched instantly as his tongue moved up and down.
My right hand grabbed at his hair and I pulled… my body didn’t know what to think or feel. He was so good… so fucking good… beyond the best I had ever had in my life.
Yet a part of me hated him.
The confusion was a tough battle.
But his tongue swirling around my clit chased away confusion. In its place was a gush of pleasure. He closed his mouth around my tender bud and suckled. He was gentle and guiding, knowing how to work my body. My hips rocked with him as the tingling feeling in the depth of my core began to roar to life.
I was already there.
My breaking point so close so soon.
Reed moved his hands up my body.
His fingers were so long - hello bass player hands - he overtook my entire body.
I shut my eyes and smiled as I bit my lip.
His fingertips moved under my shirt then under my bra. His hands eased over my breasts and that was the finishing touch.
I opened my eyes and saw stars. Literally.
The stars twinkled right above me as my back hit the sleeping bag and I lifted my hips and ass off the ground.
I managed to make some kind of groaning noise as I began to finish.
Reed pulled away and growled like a hungry animal. His warm breath hit my delicate skin. Then he went for more.
He tasted me as I came.
Slowing little by little, knowing exactly what my body was thinking and needed.
I put my hands to his shoulders and gently pushed at him.
I closed my legs and turned to my side.
Gasping for breaths.
My toes curling and releasing as my body kept throbbing.
I moved my eyes enough to see Reed standing.
His shirt was suddenly off and thrown to the ground.
Next went his jeans.
He didn’t wear boxers so it was jeans down and his cock standing tall and free.
I let out a shuddering gasp.
Reed dropped to his knees again and touched my right hip.
His hand moved over my ass and he gently kneaded my skin.
Then he put his hands to the sleeping bag and lowered his mouth down to my hip.
“Your body is fucking perfect, honey,” he whispered. He kissed up along my side. “You know it too. You’ve always known it. The thought of another man kissing… touching…” His fingertips teased my lower back and I shivered. “I’ll lose my fucking mind…”
I sucked in a breath and exhaled slowly.
His fingertips moved down my back and he slowly moved my leg.
Giving him access to my body again.
I was still more than ready.
I looked up at Reed as he moved forward.
As his cock opened me, I sucked in a breath and held it.
Inch by perfect inch Reed gave all of himself to me.
He thrust with one last inch to offer and he held there.
My body shivered again but for a much different reason.
The pressure rippled through me head to toe.
I exhaled my breath and licked my lips.
“Reed,” I said. “Reed…”
“I’m right here, honey,” he said as he put his lips to mine.
We started to kiss and he started to fuck me.
They were long and slow thrusts.
Pulling himself back so slow that I felt every inch of his body leave mine. My core throbbed and ached for more.
Which he gave me with a hard thrust back inside me.
When he thrust like that, our kiss broke.
My lips still moved.
He kissed my chin and then my neck.
My lips still kept moving as he started to move harder and faster.
On my side.
The rock star hovering over me, taking me to climax again.
When I began to come, I reached for him.
My right hand touched his ass. Feeling him pumping and flexing, not stopping while the wave of pleasure smashed through me.
His tongue flirted with my neck and my ear.
At my ear, he stopped and began to quietly groan with each thrust forward.
Hearing his voice sent feelings down between my legs.
“Oh, honey, you are so perfect,” he whispered into my ear. “Your pussy is so tight. I love the way you grab at me and won’t let go. Fuck back at me, Abby…”
Ahhh-beee…
I let out an ahhh sound.
I lifted my hips off the ground and tried to move.
It wasn’t the best position to be in so I fixed it.
I moved to my stomach and took handfuls of the sleeping bag.
Up on my knees, I lowered my chest to the sleeping bag.
Reed groaned and his hands latched to my sides tight.
I thrust my hips back at him.
“Yeah, honey, just like that,” he said. “Your turn now… make me come…”
He moved me forward and pulled me back and then took his hands off my body.
I moved my hips like I had never done before.
I didn’t realize I was capable of doing what I was doing to Reed.
The faster I moved, the thicker his cock became. And the more noise he made from behind me.
I stayed just like that.
My words were reduced to oh and ah. There was nothing else in my mind that could possibly be
said. It just felt so good.
So fucking good…
My body suddenly tensed up and I pulled a pillow to my face.
I cried out into the pillow as I climaxed again.
I was frozen as my body shook with a pleasure filled fury.
Reed’s hands touched my hips and he pulled me back against his body.
I threw my head back and cried out into the night.
Reed started to fuck me again.
He was back in control.
Heavy and thorough thrusts forward.
His groans getting louder each time he fucked at me.
When he sucked in a breath and hissed, he thrust forward and climaxed.
I shut my eyes and felt our bodies throbbing together.
A moment where we were synched up and agreed on something.
Rare, but again… so fucking good.
Reed moved slowly. Guiding himself back and forth, not wasting a drop of our pleasure.
When he moved out of my body, I lowered down to the sleeping bag.
Reed then fell next to me and pulled the other half of the sleeping bag over us.
We were both taking deep breaths to calm our racing hearts.
He kissed the back of my neck and I thought for sure I was going to come again.
I wasn’t sure how much my body could take.
His right arm moved around my body and he pulled me against his body.
I felt his swollen cock throbbing against my lower back.
I still wanted more.
It was an endless need when I was near Reed.
It almost felt unfair because it wasn’t like we were together or anything.
We were just… here. Now. This moment. This night.
I shut my eyes, not wanting to sleep.
“I meant what I said before, honey,” Reed whispered. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry for everything. I’ll make it right. Somehow. Someway.”
“Reed, don’t do that,” I whispered. “No post sex promises.”
“I’m not making promises, Abby.”
I moved to my back and looked up at the stars. The back of my head was on Reed’s shoulder.
I opened my mouth.
Why did you leave me like that, Reed? What really happened that night?
I knew if I asked that right then the night would have come to an end. It would have exploded. I would have ended up grabbing my clothes and calling for a ride home.
Instead, I shut my mouth.
I stayed with Reed.
I looked at the stars.
He played with my hair, like he used to do.
I smiled and fell asleep.
Realizing that I was falling in love with the man I swore I would forever hate.
* * *
Morning came.
I was curled up in the sleeping bag, still completely naked.
I grabbed for my clothes as I carried the sleeping bag around me.
It was not the easiest thing to do.
The sleeping bag was heavy.
I should have just used a blanket but by the time I thought about it, I was already at the door.
Neils looked right at me and my face turned bright red.
He turned and showed his hands.
I opened the door.
“Sorry,” I called out.
“Don’t be,” he said. “I’m just glad you’re covered up.”
“What?” I asked.
“Oh, fuck, not like that. I mean, you’re pretty, you know? But I mean… I’ve seen some of them just walk around naked…”
“Oh,” I said.
Reed appeared. “What is this? Giving Neils a show?”
My face burned hotter. “What the fuck?”
Reed laughed. He kissed my forehead and I shuffled my way out of the kitchen.
I felt uneasy.
Thinking about some of them.
Meaning the women Reed fucked. The ones that followed the band. Or the women that the band took care of. Strippers. Escorts. All that crazy rock star stuff. Which was no shock at all. That’s the way it had always been. But it still irked me a little to think about other women walking around naked in Reed’s house.
Of course… my heart led that charge.
My heart would do anything to hurt myself.
Or maybe my heart was just dumb enough to foolishly fall too hard.
I stood in the entrance foyer.
I wasn’t sure how long I was standing there when Reed showed up.
“You lost?” he asked.
“What? No. I… no.”
Reed closed in on me but he didn’t hug me or anything. “What’s wrong? Worried about Neils? He didn’t see anything.”
“No,” I said. “I’m not worried about him. I’m just… nothing.”
My mind thought about the calls I would get from time to time. Reed could help me with that…
“We need to get dressed and get to the studio. Have something going on.”
“Another recording session?” I asked.
“Something like that,” Reed said. “I can swing by your place and you can get changed if you want.”
“I can drive myself to the studio. It would look bad if we show up together.”
“Would it?”
“I don’t know. I mean, what is this, Reed? What are we doing?”
“Last night you were begging for my dick,” he whispered. “And I was lapping up your sweet honey like I hadn’t had a drink in weeks.”
My face burned hot again. “Not that part. Everything else.”
Reed grinned and backed away.
I had no idea what that meant.
If he was planning something or just being a complete asshole.
It was a probably a mix of both.
That was the part of it that scared me.
* * *
The band sat around the studio.
Jay and Dex with guitars, unplugged, strumming chords.
Sab sat sideways on a chair, twirling a drumstick.
When his phone vibrated, he jumped up and dropped his stick to the floor.
“There she is again,” Nash said.
“Give it up, bro,” Reed said.
Sab lifted his middle finger without looking from his phone.
“We should just write WELCOME on his forehead,” Jay said.
“Why?” Dex asked.
“He’s a fucking doormat,” Jay said. “Not even getting pussy for all this attention. Fuck that.”
“Jay,” Reed said.
Jay looked at me. “What? You have a problem with the way I talk, Abby?”
“No,” I said.
“She’s been around it all,” Nash said. “Those old nights are coming back to me.”
“The days before we ruled the world,” Dex said.
“Wait a second,” Sab said. He looked from his phone. “You were there one night and then gone the next…”
“That’s enough of going down memory lane,” Reed said. “Are we done with the song?”
“Works for me,” Nash said. “The execs have it in their hands. From there, Toby is working on some kind of release plan. They hired some big time PR firm that specializes in social media.”
“Boring,” Jay called out. “Get to the whiskey and pussy.”
“Wow, Jay,” Reed said. “Didn’t get laid last night?”
“Don’t worry about me,” Jay said. “You two are glowing the ass off a firefly.”
“What?” I asked.
Jay laughed. He stood up and put his guitar down. “Bravo, Abby. You fucked your way from stupid to a payday and back to the studio. I commend you.”
“Jay, don’t be a fucking dick,” Nash said.
“What did I do now?” Jay asked.
Reed touched my hand. “Come with me, honey.”
We left the recording studio and went into the hallway.
“What was that about?” I asked.
“Everything you talked about,” Reed said.
“Meaning what?”
“Meaning I listen to you. You might think I don’t. But I do. So everything you said you wanted, you got.”
“I got… what?”
“You want a cut of the song? It’s yours, honey. Out of my cut. You’re getting a bigger chunk than the other two. The band agreed to it too. You’re the best singer of the three.” Reed reached into his pocket and took out an envelope. “This is yours. Consider it an advance or some shit. I don’t know.”
“Reed, I can’t take this. They think I slept with you to get this.”
“Jay is a fucking asshole,” Reed said. “He agreed to everything too. Everyone knows how good you are. As far as the studio comment goes, yeah, I may have bent a little harder for that.”
“What does that mean?” I asked.
“Meaning you can record here or in my studio,” Reed said. “Yourself. Your group. Whatever you want to do, Abby.”
I grabbed his hand. “Why? Why are you doing all of this?”
“You’re talented and deserve it.”
“No. Reed… after all we’ve been through…”
“You really want to do this right now?” Reed asked.
My mouth went bone dry.
I took a deep breath.
“We have no choice but to do this right now.”
19
REED
We stood outside the building.
I was at my motorcycle.
Abby at her car.
The tension between us felt worse than ever.
Knowing it was going to explode over.
I just wanted her to feel safe and secure. She could take the money and do what she wanted. If she wanted to jump into a studio and write a song and face fate, then she could do that. If she wanted to cash the cheque, disappear and live off of that and the royalties, then do it.
Or if she wanted to give us a chance…
“You have to go first,” Abby said. “Last time I checked, I was the one left on the side of the road.”
I gritted my teeth. “Right. That’s the part you remember.”
“Remember? I can’t forget it, Reed. Do you know what happened to me after that?”
“No.”
“I walked. Alone. On a dark road. Cars passed me by. Trucks passed me by. A few stopped and I was just too scared to get into another vehicle. I ended up at a diner and couldn’t pay for the food I ordered. A woman working there helped me. She paid for my meal and let me stay at her place. I had to rebuild myself from nothing. Because of you.”
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